My Sister’s Toilet

BySyrusD

My name is Sarah; I’m fourteen so naturally I still live with my parents. We live in a fairly big house out in the country, nothing fancy but not small. I used to have my own room but we recently got the attic converted to a room three times the size of my old one and en-suite so now I share with my twelve year old sister Stacey. I would never have noticed what my sister got up to if we weren’t in the same room but now that we were it was that bit harder to keep our secrets.

Now seeing as we were the only people ever to go into the room besides the odd occasion when my parents came to check it wasn’t a total dump, so we got into the habit of leaving the bathroom door open, there wasn’t a lock anyway so it made little difference to us! But one night it did make a difference. One night, sometime after I had gone to bed; being a light sleeper, I was woken up by the light from the bathroom shining across the room and directly into my face. I couldn’t say what time it was, I was absolutely shattered so it’s safe to say it would be the early hours of the night.

I looked around trying to get my bearings, I looked away from the light to try and focus my eyes when they met a pile of Stacey’s PJs on the floor next to her bed. I looked up and saw her bed was empty, no surprise there I guess, but then looking up higher still I noticed her panty draw open. Now at this point I couldn’t even imagine my sister doing was I was about to witness, I was just confused. I turned my attention back to where the light was coming from and I could just make out a silhouette of the toilet roll holder dispensing half its contents. At this point I thought maybe she had a bit of an accident and I thought I would try and ignore it to save her the embarrassment. With that in mind I rolled over and tried to get back to sleep.

Minutes past, I couldn’t get back to sleep, I could only concentrate on the shuffling sound coming from the bathroom which seems quite loud in the middle of the night when your in the country. Then the sound suddenly changed to a faint straining noise, my eyes opened suddenly. What could she be up to? This time I had to find out for sure. I climbed out of bed and tip toed over to the bathroom. When I looked around the corner of the door I saw a sight I would never have expected to see here. She was sat on the toilet with her panties right up! She had her legs wide open and a mirror accurately positioned on the seat so she could see her rear towards her crotch. I could also make out the edges of toilet paper poking out of the sides of her white cotton panties that she lined them with. I was staggered, unsure what to think. Then there was a crackling noise that came from her butt and she stopped straining to catch her breath for a second and opened her eyes to see me staring back at her.

She froze. I saw the colour fade away from her face and then return in a flush of scarlet. We didn’t speak for seconds that felt like minutes. Then I asked, “What are you doing?”, clearly knowing exactly what she was doing, it was why I was really interested in. She continued just to look at me and then down at the floor. It was clear from the smell that something came out with the crackling. There was no denying it or turning back.

“What made you do it?”, I had to ask something, that was a silence that had to end.

“I… I don’t know”, she murmured at the floor. “Sometimes I do at night”, I could probably have guessed from the expert placing of the mirror. But hen I heard those words, images of her straining started to flash through my mind. Pictures of her knickers expanding in the seat and the crackling noise going along side it. A shiver went through me as I realised, I was enjoying this!

At this time Stacey was not so much and I could see that she was just about to loose the ability to stop herself from crying so I hopped into the bathroom, snatched away the mirror and gave her a big sisterly hug.

“It’s okay, I wont tell anyone”, I backed off slightly and gave her that sincere look that you can only get looking into someone’s eyes. She knew instantly what I meant and a smile crept along her face. I sat down on the floor in line with where the mirror used to be, now I’d be keeping an eye on her progress. Hesitantly she took a deep breath and began to push again. The crackling noise started and I could just make out a small bump appear in the lined panties and then shrink a bit as she paused and clenched her ass freeing the first little piece. Her hand reached behind and felt the small piece up for size, she let out a small gasp of satisfaction. I was starting to get excited myself, my eyes transfixed on her tiny bulge.

She picked up the straining again, obviously having to put some force into pushing this one out. My eyes glossed over as I watched in amazement while the bulge started growing. After a few more moments she didn’t need to put the effort in anymore as the logs momentum carried it all the way out. It certainly was solid but not rock hard, I could see the long lump that was pushing the fabric out slowly giving way. I was almost shaking in excitement as the smell started to fill the room. She stood up and felt her rear, caressing the mound and squishing it slightly, where she was standing I was looking up between her legs. She put the seat down on the toilet and I reached up to her ass which gave her a bit of a surprise but she wasn’t going to resist. I felt the warmth coming through the toilet roll and panties then I gave her bulge a firm little squeeze and I could hear it crackle again as it spread lightly around her posterior.

I stood up and smiled at her, moved to give her another hug and whispered into her ear, “I need to go too”. As we moved back from each others embrace, I saw the same smile creeping up onto her face again.

Unsure of what to do I started layering loo roll on the floor into a square that I thought would take all I could pass. I hurriedly stripped off my PJs, this wasn’t any big deal, we had seen each other naked every once in a while for years, the next bit was something new however. I faced the toilet where Stacey stood and squatted right down until I was almost touching the floor. My heart started to beat faster as I contemplated what I was about to do. I let all my inhibitions go, and started to push. I didn’t really need to go that badly so I expected this to take a little longer than it took Stacey. She watched in eager anticipation as I tried to force out what I had in me. In the gap, Stacey reached over for where I had placed the mirror on the tiled floor and set it up, knowing all the angles, so I could see my virgin hole and the other which was starting to gape as I continued to push.

Chills ran through my body as I could see a small end piece starting to emerge from me. As I got ever more excited a drip juice from my pubic hole dripped onto my self made catch matt. As the head of my poop began to emerge from within me, Stacey moved down to get a better angle so as to catch the same view as the mirror. She sat on the very edge of the toilet seat, staring down at where she would just start to get a glimpse of what was emerging from my widened ring. We both looked down as the start of the log grew to an inch before making contact with the toilet paper. This was much stickier that Stacey’s poop, it immediately began to spread a little. As I continued to push, the load moved out and up and was looking to start pressing back on my hind. I could see the load moving up and could feel the warmth radiating. Well before I was going to finish it pressed up against my ass and a rush of bloody passed all through my body, I didn’t want to try and hold myself up anymore. I let my body go and pressed down into the sticky mess. It spread a fair bit in all directions and only just stopped short of my crotch. We both gasped as we looked on in amazement at what was creamed between myself and the toilet roll. Of course I still hadn’t finished so I let the last bits slip out and push their way into the mass which in turn pushed the mess up to my pubic region, making contact with my lower lips and causing me to quiver.

I closed my eyes and just let myself absorb the feelings for a moment before trying to catch my breath. I looked up to my sister who was still staring at my turd, now caking my virgin slit. I noticed that her bulge had grown a little since I last looked. I then looked her in the face. Her eyes met mine. Then she lifted herself up a bit and lowered herself down square in the middle of the toilet seat. As she lowered I could see what she was doing. She was spreading her load in the same way mine was, I could see the mass expand towards the front and bits start to force their way towards the band of her underwear and beyond. What escaped was stuck to her inner thighs. The bit that came forward moved all the way forward, she pulled her waistband away to peer down the front, I had to take a look. I brought my head forward and stared down at the brown mass that had crept all the way up to where the fuss that will become her pubes start.

This was a time that will stay with us for a long time and certainly be repeated before we move away.