He Gets More than He Wanted - Sex Stories

He Gets More than He Wanted

... There was so much and it smelled so bad. When I lowered my butt it spread out all over my butt and between my legs. It was so gross."

"How long did you have to sit there before traffic moved?"

"It was still another twenty minutes or so and then the traffic moved slowly for another ten minutes. I didn't stop at the rest area. I had too much of a mess to clean up. I also didn't want anyone to see me like that so I drove the remaining forty-five minutes home wearing my disgusting messed pants."

"When you finally got home and started to clean up, was it as bad as you had thought?"

"Oh god, it was worse. The poop was so disgusting. It was mushy and had spread all over inside my pants. A lot had squished out of my panties around the leg openings and over the waistband from sitting in it. It was such a mess. I hope I never have another experience like that."

"Yea, I'm sure. So, any other times that you want to admit to?"

"No, those two were the only times. Now let's drop the subject."

Alyssa asked her husband to hand her the remote for the television. All the while she was telling her story, Dan had been getting more aroused. By the time she finished, his cock was as hard as it could be and standing straight up in his shorts.

Dan had been sitting with his arm crossed over his lap which kept his wife from noticing his erection. As he reached for the remote, his lap became exposed and Alyssa saw the tent in her husband's shorts.

"My god, you've got a ...

... boner! Really? You got turned on hearing about me pooping my pants?"

Dan's face immediately turned beet red.

"What the heck? Do you have some weird fascination with poop? Is that why you wanted to hear about it? We've been married for three years and I never knew you had a poop fetish."

Dan was caught off guard and didn't know what to say. He stuttered and stammered as he denied Alyssa's accusations.

"If that's not it then why is your cock so hard right now?"

"I don't know. It did get that way when you were telling me about your accidents but I don't know why?"

"Really? Are you lying?"

"No, I'm not lying. I don't have a poop fetish."

Alyssa "hmmmed" in disbelief then moved nearer to her husband and put a finger on the bulge in his shorts. She began to gently rub the tip of his erect penis while speaking softly and seductively.

"So you're saying it wouldn't turn you on to watch me poop my pants and to smell my poo? Maybe you would even want taste it?"

Dan let out a slight whimpering sound and moaned.

"Yea, that's just what I thought. You were lying. You want me to poop my pants don't you? You want me to poop my pants so you can smell and taste my poo."

When Alyssa felt Dan's cock twitch and throb inside his shorts she immediately removed her finger.

"Oh yea, do it. Show me how much you want to smell and taste my poo!"

As Dan moaned, Alyssa saw a thick glob of white semen appear where the head of her husband's cock pressed against his ...