|
In a wooden toilet
|
|
Since school days, I remember some moments when we went to the toilet on hikes. At the end of the school year, our teachers arranged trips to the forest to the lakes. Now I want to tell you how my friend and I went to the toilet at one of the railway stations when we returned with the class from a hike. In my opinion, we were already in the 9th grade at that time. The hike began with the fact that we drove a certain distance from the city by train, and then walked through the forest on foot to the place where we stopped for the night. Accordingly, we returned back in reverse order and when we had already left the forest on the way back to the station, there was still time before the arrival of our train. The station was small, there was actually some kind of platform near the village and a wooden toilet was built at it. I remember that it was quite large with two doors, although it was quite old. I've been trying to take a shit for a long time, and my friend also said that we should go into the bushes when we were walking through the woods to the station, but I didn't want to lag behind the group, much less ask everyone to wait for us. We decided to walk to the station, and then find a toilet on it. As it turned out, not only us wanted to go to this institution, so we went to one of the departments of this building with a friend together, because the second one was also occupied, in my opinion it was even more convenient for us. There was quite a lot of space inside, although there was only one hole, at a small elevation from the floor. It was dirty around, there were scraps of newspapers lying around and in a couple of places it was shit, someone didn't want to go to the hole. But we were not in evening dresses, but in ordinary tracksuits, so we didn't pay much attention to all this. I let go of my pants and underpants to my knees and sat down over the hole, spreading my legs wider, but my friend, not wanting to wait and seeing such a situation, sat down in the corner on my left hand. I started pissing and almost immediately pushing the poop out of myself. Apparently from the fact that she had already endured for a long time, the poop was hard at the beginning, but when the first part of it came out, then everything went much easier, all this fell down making characteristic sounds. I saw that my friend had pissed on the floor in the corner of the toilet, although it was with large slits and the urine in them quickly ran down and now she was sitting with her face turned in my direction. I remember that we said something in the process and laughed at something. There was also some fuss in the next department, someone came in and out slamming the door, I don't remember the details. A friend got up first and began to pull on her panties - tight white shorts, then not everyone had such underwear, and I remember that I paid attention to them and also thought that no matter how sorry she was to put them on her dirty ass now, but we didn't have paper with us, and scraps of dirty newspapers were to wipe not an option. So I also shook my ass a little over the hole, as is usually done when there is nothing to wipe myself with, got up, pulled on my underpants and trousers. My poop fell all into the hole, but my friend's pile was lying in the corner of the toilet, I remember that it was light brown, twisted, like squeezed cream.
|
| |
| |
Posted on : Apr 7, 2022
|
| |
| |
Add Comment
|
|
|
Commented on Jan 16, 2025
Love this, please NN, will you write more blogs? ðŸ™ðŸ™ðŸ™
|
| |
|
|
Commented on Mar 31, 2023
Oh what a dream to even imagine two 9th garde girls in a situation like that!
|
| |
|
|
Commented on Apr 7, 2022
I will try to take your suggestion into account
|
| |
|
|
Commented on Apr 7, 2022
I love to read this kind of stuff but do u think u could include some blank lines (paragraphs) here and there just to make it a little easier to read. Thank u just a suggestion
|
| |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
