I call her Wyss. Do not ask why. Just listen to how we fucked for the first time. We spent a lot of time together, were partners after all. Our relationship can be called tender affection, and it remains surprising that we have not become lovers for so long. And if it were not for this case, God knows, how much more would we be limited to platonic relations.

This is what happened. We agreed to meet on the Belarusian subway. Wyss was late and therefore did not go to the toilet, although still at home she felt a strong desire to go big. She decided that, as soon as we met, she would do her work in some cafe.

Unfortunately, and maybe, fortunately, I was too late. I was late shamelessly. Wiss swore at me because her ass was bursting inside. She stopped, and it seemed to her that, standing still, it was harder to endure. She began to pace, and immediately began to seem that she was about to put in his pants.

She was walking along the platform, and a rumble was heard from behind: a train was approaching. And suddenly the driver gave a sharp signal. The roar of the electric train frightened Wyss. For a moment, she lost control, and at the same second guano (let's call it that, the word “shit” is somehow not aesthetically pleasing) with a powerful movement opened the doors of her anus, rested against her panties and began to flatten because her panties were supported by green jeans. Wyss froze in place, the train rolled past her with a roar, and she wanted to scream with a sudden surge of passion. She felt the thick guano pass through her anus, and experienced a fantastic pleasure. It lasted no more than a second, but it was enough for Wiss to be on the verge of an orgasm. When the roar of the train stopped, she realized that she was crap. Wyss froze, rooted to the spot. I tried to squeeze the muscles of the anus, but achieved only that the guano broke, and a significant portion remained in the panties. At the same time, the ass was bursting in, because the portion that had broken free was only a part, and also a smaller one, of what had accumulated in the intestine. She was overwhelmed by intense sexual arousal, a feeling she had not experienced for a long time.

As she later said, the reason for her frigidity was that she was raped. This was done by one glorious fellow, and Wyss was not offended. It sounds strange, but you must admit, there is a logic in the fact that the girl is not in a claim to the person she tried to kill, but he turned out to be more agile and, having gained the upper hand in the fight, simply used the rights of the winner. He could kill her, send her to prison, could release her on all four sides, he did the last, but first fucked her. So she was not offended, but since then has lost interest in sex.

And now she had the feeling that the guano had raped her. And this feeling was unbearably sweet. "Oh my God! I want this! This is madness! But I want this! ”She relaxed the anus and allowed herself to crap in full. Guano powerful pressure pearl out of it, stretched panties and jeans sticking out. And the fact that all this is happening publicly, only increased excitement. Most of all she wanted to shove her hand in panties to get her fingers to her pussy. But she kept from it. Finally, she crap completely. Guano stopped, squinting against his underpants and leaning against the anus, which made Wiss have the impression that this guano was fucking her in the ass. She experienced incredible bliss, in which delight and frustration mixed up because everything happened too quickly. “My God, I crap one's pants! Crap in the middle of the subway and enjoy! I lost my mind! But this is great! God, how great it is, how sweet! ”

But as she was not happy, but had to go down from heaven to earth. She was standing in the subway with full panties, I could appear for a minute, and she didn’t smile at all to appear before me in that form. On the other hand, I was the only one who could help her.

Wyss rushed to the escalator. At the entrance to the treadmill was crowded, but there was no other way out of the subway. In the crowd, she burned with shame. It seemed to her that everyone around understood from whom the corresponding smell emanated. And she was afraid that someone pushing from behind would stumble upon her ass, feel that her jeans are full, and realize that she was crap. Shame and fear mingled, but excitement did not let her go. Moreover, she felt superior to others: petty people — who among them would dare to do that ?! The very same Viss already clearly understood that this was not the last accident in her life. She has already decided for herself that from time to time she will arrange such entertainment for herself. And let the whole world go to hell. Wyss stepped onto the escalator and swam up. It seemed the movement would never end. Wyss burned with shame. She always waited for the girl standing a step higher to turn around to see who smells so much. And the man behind, for certain, already saw a spot and bulges on her ass. Then Wyss realized that the girl in front hardly smells, because she stands higher and moves up all the time. But everyone who goes after them will surely dream of gas masks. Wyss thought she would die of shame if she met someone's eyes.

Finally, she got off the escalator and rushed into the street.

Now she was walking fast, so as not to linger for a long time near anyone. And again she felt delight, sexual arousal and the feeling that the guano fucked her ass. She called me, scolded me for being late and said that she had trouble and would need my help. Asked to be in touch and left in bewilderment. I never knew what happened and where to look for it.

Meanwhile, Wyss walked down the street and looked around, looking for a secluded place where she could, hidden from prying eyes, put herself in order. Then she realized that she would need water to wash away. The girl returned to the station square and bought a large bottle of mineral water. Then she reached Tverskaya, turned right, walked a whole block and came across Sheraton. The plan matured instantly. She entered the hotel. To the right of the entrance was the reception, to the left - the lobby bar, and right in front of the entrance - a staircase leading to the second floor. Behind the stairs were a wardrobe and a toilet. Wyss rushed in, darted into the booth and locked herself.

She threw off her jeans, from behind they were in disgusting brown spots. And then she was disappointed. She understood that as soon as she removed her panties, the sweet feeling that her ass was fucked would be over, and she would be left alone with crap underwear. And then she put her hand in panties and felt the clitoris. A few movements were enough for a powerful orgasm to capture her. She threw back the toilet lid and flopped down on him in exhaustion. For several minutes she sat in bliss. Then she called me and said that she was waiting for me in the toilet on the first floor of the Sheraton, and asked me to buy her jeans, informing me of the size. I guessed what kind of trouble happened to her. And the thought of it made me excited. I went to a boutique in the Marriott, bought green trousers, switched to the other side of Tverskaya, and entered Sheraton. I could not wait to see Wyss in an “emergency” situation, and at the same time I was afraid that the appearance of the girl who had put her pants on would push me away from her. I was hoping that she only described. However, at that moment I did not yet know what exactly happened to her, only assumed. Fortunately, by the time I was in the Sheraton, Wiss had already washed off. She poured herself out of the bottle over the toilet. When the water ran out, she listened and, if there was no one behind the door, she would jump out of the cubicle, draw water from the tap and hide again in the cabin. To get water, she had to break a plastic bottle, because it could not fit into the sink in height. Dirty jeans and panties Wiss simply stuffed into the garbage can.Having washed off, she waited for me and imagined how she would do such tricks in the future. Because of these thoughts, she got excited again, and she wanted to fuck her.

At that moment, I ended up at Sheraton. I called Wyss, she asked me to go to the toilet. I fulfilled her request. A minute later the door opened, looked out Wyss. She grabbed my arm and pulled me inside. I found myself in the ladies' room. We locked in a stall. I looked at Wyss with admiration, saw her naked for the first time, but she was bare only below the belt. I did not have time to come to my senses when she threw herself on my neck and started kissing. My dick got up and was ready to explode from any careless movement. I threw off my pants, pants, lowered the toilet lid and sat down on it. Wiss saddled me face to face, my dick immediately turned out in her wet pussy, we kissed passionately. I started moving.

- What happened? - I asked in order to distract and not to finish in a second.

“I crap right on the subway, put it in my pants,” Wyss whispered.

“Well, well, well,” I replied.

- I managed to undermine:

"Crap" - the word sounded from her, led me to the limit. It was connected with the anus, and I wanted to do something with her ass. And the ass at Wyss is right. And then I felt her anus and put a finger into it. Put a finger in the ass Wiss. At the same instant, she screamed and huddled in her orgasm. I just managed to shut her mouth with a kiss and finished myself. For some time we sat huddled together.

“I love you, Wyss,” I whispered. “And I want to die right now in your arms.”

“And I love you, I love you very much,” she answered.

Then she asked to wait for her at the bar. She lingered in order to extract panties from the garbage can. Wyss washed them and took them with her. In memory of one of the most important days in your life. So began our life together. Well prosperous. Remained, however, one nuance. Before making love, Wyss wants to crap. She deliberately goes for a walk and does it somewhere on the street, in a shop or: in general, I do not know what her imagination is enough for. Then he runs home, hides in the bathroom, and only after he is washed and gets rid of the smell, is allowed to me. We agree in advance, and I look forward to it with impatience. Sometimes she does not stand, in the process of tricks masturbates and comes to me already pacified. In such cases, I raped her in the ass. Wyss says that we are a harmonious couple.