Şubat 27, 2024

An Unexpected Fantasy

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This was amazingly fun to write, so look forward to more pieces like this in the future. Feedback and comments are SUPER appreciated! Let me know what you’d like to see, I’m always looking for new ideas.


It was nine in the morning and cold and raining outside; the perfect morning for staying in bed. Staying in bed is even more fun, though, when you’re waking up next to your hot wife. My hot wife, specifically. I rubbed my eyes and rolled over to face her. The movement woke her up, though she just buried her face in her pillow.

“Hey,” I said, nudging at her with my knee, “good morning.”

“Good morning,” she mumbled back. Alyssa batted her pretty eyes and smiled as if she already knew what I was thinking. I couldn’t help but grin and inch closer to her. “Perfect day for just sleeping in, huh?” Alyssa asked.

“Mmhmm,” I agreed, resting one hand on her hip beneath the covers. She closed her eyes and settled back against the pillows again.

“Wake me up at ten,” she laughed.

“Woah woah woah,” I replied, pulling her closer, “come here, sleeping beauty.”

“No!” she objected, burying her face in the blankets. I laughed along with her and squeezed her ass playfully. My stomach churned without warning, and I got a terrible idea.

“If you don’t get out of there,” I warned, “I’m going to Dutch-oven you.” Alyssa laughed harder—I don’t know if she was calling my bluff or what. With a grin, I sidled up as close to her as I could and pushed, forcing out a loud, muffled fart.

“Oh my god!” Alyssa cracked up, pushing the blankets away from her face. “That’s awful!”

“Yeah, well, I warned you,” I groped at her ass and pulled her against me, effectively grinding her against my morning wood. She bit her lip and smiled.

“You know how to be romantic,” she teased. My stomach growled and I pushed again, this one equally as loud and bubbling as the first. Alyssa kissed me. I loved her sense of humor, just as she loved mine. This was common routine for us, especially for a lazy Saturday morning when neither of us had to work.

Aly slipped her hands around behind me and squeezed at my ass the same way I had done to hers. My stomach was still churning, and I mentally went over what I had eaten the day before that would cause me to have such bad gas.

“Might want to move your hand,” I warned her. She smirked and moved her hand even lower.

“We’ll see about that,” she said. “Bet you won’t do it.” I shrugged and pushed out two short farts, one after the other. Aly just laughed her beautiful laugh and shook her head.

“I shouldn’t have doubted you,” she admitted. I nodded in agreement, but before I could say anything else, Alyssa slipped one of her legs up over mine, pulling my knee between her thighs. I raised my eyebrows as she lightly pressed her crotch against my leg. I pushed back, enjoying the way she ground against me for friction. She was wearing nothing but underwear and a t-shirt, and I could feel the warmth of her core through the thin cotton of her panties.

“You okay there?” I asked. She leaned forward and kissed me, gripping my knee tighter with her thighs. My stomach gurgled ominously as we kissed, and I was beginning to wonder if it was actually just gas. I decided to test her limit, and as she kissed me, I lifted my ass slightly and pushed hard. A loud, wet-sounding fart slipped out. To my surprise, rather than pulling away, Aly’s muscles tensed against my leg and she pressed harder, desperately attempting to get more friction.

I pulled my knee back a bit and slipped my hand between her legs to tug her panties aside, intending to toy with her and finger her a bit. I stopped when my fingers brushed against her panties and found that her thighs were wet and her panties were soaked through. She saw the surprise on my face and grinned.

“What?” she asked.

“You’re fucking wet, baby!” I laughed in response.

“What can I say? You know how to get a girl going.” Get a girl going? I couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow and laugh. We’d been awake for three minutes and all I had done was fart, grab her butt, and let her grind on me.

I pulled her panties aside and rubbed my fingers against her; everything was slick and soaking wet already. Almost instinctively, I rubbed her clit with my thumb and pushed two fingers into her tight pussy. No matter how wet she got or how much we fucked, she was always the tightest of any woman I’d ever known. Aly moaned softly and closed her eyes as I slowly worked my fingers in and out of her. My cock was fully erect and practically begging to be played with, but I was content having my morning fun with Alyssa first.

I frowned slightly as my stomach growled again, feeling the pressure building. I shifted my weight; though we had been having fun before, I didn’t want to ruin this moment. Without warning, Aly slid her hand down the back of my sleep pants and briefs, causing me to jump.

“Woah, woah!” I protested. She laughed and bit her lip.

“Bet you won’t do it now,” she challenged as a reference to earlier. I made a face at her, unsure of what to do. I continued working my fingers canlı bahis in her pussy, her hips subtly gyrating against my hand. Her right hand was pressed firmly against my ass, waiting to see if I’d do it or not.

“You asked for it,” I taunted. I lifted my ass slightly and farted loud and hard. With a smile on her face, Aly pressed two fingers against my asshole and kissed me. I wanted to protest—I honestly did—but with the combined pleasure of her grinding against my hand and making out with me and touching me, it felt…surprisingly good.

I’d never let a woman touch me like that before and never, ever intended to, but there was something about it that just felt good in the dirtiest way imaginable. I didn’t stop her. She wasn’t trying to stick them in or anything, she was just rubbing my asshole with her middle and index finger in hard circles. I pumped my fingers into her harder and she had to pull away from the kiss to moan.

“Fuck, baby,” she murmured as I worked her faster. Her thighs were shaking and I was wondering if she was going to come to her first orgasm so easily and so quickly. However, my stomach loudly bubbled again, causing her eyes to flutter open.

“Move your hand,” I told her. Aly just smirked and stroked at my asshole with her middle finger.

“You give up?” she teased.

“Give up? I wasn’t aware it was a contest.”

“Unlike you to just give in,” she said with a shrug. I shook my head at how crazy she could be, but pushed again nonetheless. I farted then and there with her fingers pressed between my cheeks. It was unusually hot and quiet, and I was starting to get concerned that I was going to have to get out of bed and head for the bathroom in a couple of minutes. Alyssa had other plans.

“Fuck!” she mewled with delight (though I wasn’t quite sure what she was getting out of this). She pulled her hand away and reached around front, working my cock out of my sleep pants. Neither of us said anything as she pulled my erection out and stroked at it. She moved one of her legs up over my thigh and pulled herself against my body, lining my cock up against her soaking entrance. Her lips found mine and she pulled me into a kiss as my cock slid inside of her. Alyssa threw her head back and moaned, and I couldn’t help but growl at the feeling of her tight pussy adjusting to my size.

“God that’s good,” she murmured. Aly reached behind me as I lazily pumped in and out of her and slipped her hand lower again. I didn’t object when she began rubbing her fingers against my asshole, each thrust of my hips pressing back against her hand. She circled her finger around it, then lightly prodded at the entrance without forcing anything. I worked my cock the whole way into her in one hard thrust, and she bit her lip before massaging harder at my asshole.

“Babe,” she started, “any chance you have to go?”


“Like…to the bathroom?” There was something playful, borderline deviant, in her eyes, however, that I couldn’t quite put my finger on.

“I’m not getting up,” I replied, burying my face against her neck. I was, however, beginning to feel the pressure in my stomach that let me know I was going to have to head to the bathroom eventually. Her pussy was so tight and wet—unbelievably wet—that nothing in the world could make me get up. Not even when my stomach growled again.

“Are you sure?” she rubbed a circle around the entrance. No, I wasn’t sure. There was an unbelievable pressure building in my stomach within seconds, but I kept telling myself it was just gas. In an attempt to distract myself from the feeling in my guy, I mirrored her motion and slipped my hand down the back of her panties. She grinned when I began lazily brushing my fingers between her cheeks. We’d never done anal, but I was beginning to think she was into it. My fingers found her hole, and I found myself curious. I farted again as I played with her, prodding my finger at her tight entrance.

“Are you into this?” she asked as she pressed her finger harder against my asshole. She worked the tip of her finger in, massaging around my entrance.

“Are you?” I asked. I did the same thing to her that she was doing to me. I pulled her flush against me and kissed her, keeping my cock inside of her while we explored each other’s bodies a little bit. Alyssa moaned softly as I worked more of my finger in. I was going to go the whole way, but she stopped me.

“That’s good for now,” she laughed.



“You sure?”

“Uh huh. It’s uh…it feels good, but it’s making me have to go to the bathroom. It’s because it’s the morning,” she laughed it off. As she began to pull her hand away from my backside, terror swept over me. I had been so surprised that it felt good that I had forgot about the fact that I did currently have to go to the restroom—admittedly, I had to shit.

“Aly,” I stopped her from pulling her arm back, “we’ve never done anything like that before.”


“What if you have shit on your hands or something..?”

“Even better,” she said with a wink. I laughed; her sense of humor always got me. She pulled me into bahis siteleri a kiss again and I resumed fucking her at our normal speed.

The pressure was becoming unbearable, however, and, in a vain attempt to relieve the feeling, I pushed hard, forcing out a loud, foul fart. Something felt wrong. As I thrust my cock in and out of her, I was acutely aware that there was something wet between my asscheeks. I slowed my movements ever so slightly and concentrated on the feeling, but another wave of pressure hit my stomach full force. This time, the fart that followed was involuntary. A look of panic washed over my face. The smell was horrible, and something now felt soft and hot pressed against my asshole. Then, all at once, I was aware I was shitting my pants.

“Fuck!” I snapped, clenching my cheeks to the best of my ability. It was useless, however, as my asshole flexed and pushed out the rest of a small, soft log of shit. I tried to sit up, but Aly’s legs were locked around mine.

“What’s wrong?” Alyssa asked, propping herself up on her elbow. I didn’t know how to respond.

“I just shit myself,” I answered honestly. Aly’s eyes unexpectedly lit up.

“You what?”

The last thing I expected was for Aly to reach around behind me and touch my ass, eager to feel the mess I’d made. Before I could think to pull away, my wife was brushing her fingers against the soft mess.

“Oh my god,” she breathed, “you did!”

“Stop touching it,” I said. Unfortunately for me, I was losing the battle against my body and a second, thicker turd pressed against my asshole Aly rocked her hips hard against mine, sliding my cock the whole way into her soaked pussy. She massaged at the load of shit, causing it to rub against my skin.

“Fucckk,” she moaned, now moving her hips so that she was steadily fucking me. I had absolutely no idea what to say or do.

“Aly, stop, I gotta go to the bathroom.”

“Do you have to go more?”


“Do it,” she breathed, and I felt her walls tighten around my erection with excitement. “Go right here.”


“Why not? You already did,” she said, and squeezed at the small mess harder this time. My stomach churned and, without thinking about it, I let a fart slip.

“This is terrible,” I said, “but…I don’t want to get up from fucking you right now, not with how soaked you are. Can I clean up in a minute?”

“You don’t have to get up at all. Fuck me and just use your pants!” Aly urged. I bit my lip and went back to fucking her, hard, trying not to think about it. Alyssa squealed with delight and threw her head back, but didn’t remove her hand from the seat of my pants.

“I’m not going to shit in my pants, in the bed,” I told her, but to be honest, the thought made my cock twitch. There was something dirty about it that made it erotic in a kinky way. My muscles tensed as I struggled against the piece that was threatening to come out, pressing against my asshole and tempting me to just say ‘fuck it’ and let it go. Aly was moaning and grinding against me and soaking wet; something deep and primal within me wanted to fill my pants right then and there. Alyssa squeezed at my back side again, pressing the turd between my asscheeks and letting me feel the sticky, thick feeling.

As I fucked her, I felt my asshole stretching as a huge turd began to force its way out. “Aly,” I panted, desperate and almost pleading, “I can’t hold it.”

“Do you really want to get up?” she asked, then genuinely slowed her movement. She was letting me get up. I pushed myself up with one arm as she untangled her legs from mine. My stomach cramped and I hissed at the feeling. It was too late; I had already lost control.

“No,” I answered, then shamelessly, gracelessly blurted out, “I couldn’t make it, I’m going in my pants.” Aly dug her nails into my biceps and rocked her hips back and forth on mine, one leg back over mine, her pussy absolutely dripping with her slick, hot juices. She practically whimpered. Even over the wet sound of sex and our moans I could hear the crackling as it came out hot, solid, and almost painfully thick.

“Shit,” I hissed. It stopped halfway out, however, so I took the opportunity to finally say ‘fuck it.’ With a moan, I bore down, cock the whole way inside of Aly, and shit my pants.

“Oh my god!” Alyssa moaned desperately, feeling the growing bulge load my pants. “Oh my god, fuck that’s hot!” she said as she wildly ground her hips on mine. I grunted, and with one last push, the piece broke off. The combined pleasure of knowing what I had just done and of the shit itself was disgusting in the most incredible way. I tangled one hand in Aly’s hair and kissed her roughly, causing her to clench her hand around the mess in my pants and let out a muffled cry against my mouth.

“Fuck, you’re right Aly, it’s fucking hot,” I moaned against her lips. I moved so that I was fully on top of her, slamming into her over and over, all the while still kissing her. Aly pulled away for a moment.

“So you like it?” she panted, massaging at the solid mass in my briefs.

“It’s dirty,” I answered truthfully, still pounding bahis şirketleri into her, “but I fuckin’ love it.”


“Yeah, it feels good.”

“What if I did it, too?”

I slowed my thrusts for a moment and looked at her. Before, my reaction would have been no, but who was I to judge? I was in this situation because I couldn’t make it to the bathroom and shit myself in the middle of sex. And then liked it. A lot. I ran one hand through my hair, imagining her on all fours, desperately trying not to go while I fucked her from behind. I loved it. I loved the thought of her wanting to cum so bad that she was trying to hold it just so I could fuck her a little longer, but losing the battle and ‘having an accident.’ Unable to hold it and losing control, accidentally pooping while I fucked her. Just the thought was enough to make me moan.

“Do you have to go?” I asked, suddenly finding myself hoping the answer was yes. Another fantasy of her getting fucked reverse cowgirl and having to go so bad that she couldn’t help it and some slipped out ran through my mind. I audibly moaned again at that thought, imagining that after some accidentally came out she wouldn’t be able to hold it and would, embarrassingly, take a massive dump right then and there while on top of me. Since when did I get off to this?

“I always have to go in the morning,” she answered. I bit my lip and pushed the whole way into her.

“You gonna do it for me?”

“Do you want me to?”

“How bad do you have to go?” I shifted my weight to one side and rubbed at her clit, my hard-on throbbing inside of her. A smirk crossed her face as she realized what I was playing at.

“I have to go real bad.”

“Well, I think you have to hold it for a little while,” I told her. The playfulness disappeared from her face.

“I actually do really have to go,” she replied. “I can just get up if—” I cut her off by slipping my hands underneath her and flipping her onto her stomach.

“Come on, all fours,” I told her and squeezed her backside. With a laugh, Aly obeyed and moved into position. I took a moment to admire the view before I tugged her soaked panties—soft pink cotton—down her thighs. She sighed quietly at the feeling. Once more, I stopped to check her out, watching two of my fingers disappear into her creamy pussy. Alyssa moaned as I dragged my fingers from her hot entrance to her asshole, rubbing and toying at the tight little hole. She flinched, but arched her back nonetheless. Shifting onto my knees, I slipped two fingers back into her pussy and lapped at her asshole with my tongue.

“Fuck!” she cried out, clearly not expecting that. “Oh, fuck,” Aly moaned as I prodded at her tight entrance with my tongue, swiping in circles. I smiled at the fact that being this close to her, I could hear her stomach churning, too. I flattened my tongue against her asshole and licked. The tight ring flexed as I worked on it.

“Hey, that feels really good,” she began, sounding apprehensive, “but maybe, you know, don’t do it right now.”

“What? Why?” I felt the load in the seat of my pants shift as I moved back to look at her.

“You know why,” she snarked back. Despite her tone, I could tell she legitimately had to go now. Her stomach suddenly churned and I could feel her muscles tense.

“Do you have to fart?”

She didn’t answer.

“God, do it, Aly,” I moaned, stroking one hand along her beautiful ass.

“No!” she laughed, looking away.

“Why not?”

“I’m not farting in front of you with my ass up in the air.”

“Do it,” I told her, and used my free hand to pump at my cock without thinking about it.

“No, I’m—” her words were cut short by her own fart. It was muffled, indicating that she did, indeed, have to shit very, very bad. I rubbed her asshole with my finger, tempted to slide it in. I used my other hand to stroke her clit in hopes of coaxing her to do it again. Sure enough, she couldn’t fight it and let out another short fart, but this time, her tight little ring flexed just enough to give a glimpse at the turd she was moments away from dropping. I slipped two fingers back into her pussy.

“Just wait until I’m done playing with you, okay?” I tested, wanting to see what her response would be.

“Come on,” she complained, shaking her butt a little, “you know how bad I have to go in the morning.” I worked my fingers in and out of her pussy and watched her asshole stretch ever so slightly.

“Did you go yesterday morning?”


“Did you go at all yesterday?”


“You really do have to go then, huh?”

“Yeah,” she replied. I slammed my fingers the whole way into her, causing her to jump and whimper. Her asshole stretched again, revealing the tip of the first piece waiting to come out. “I don’t want to mess up the blankets,” she told me, looking around anxiously. I brushed my fingers against her g-spot and enjoyed watching her tight hole stretch again, threatening to lose control and push out the first log while her panties were still pulled down. I stroked her g-spot as I thrust my fingers in and out of her while she clenched her muscles and tried to hold it. She farted quietly, but this time she was dangerously close to losing control as the piece slipped out half an inch or so, and had to tighten her muscles hard to keep it in.

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