As the lunch hour approached, Celeste hurried to her car, her heart beating faster than usual. It wasn't because she was looking forward to a delicious meal; it was because she knew what she had planned - a quick trip to the bathroom stall for some naughty fun.
Inside the office building, Celeste locked herself in a spare bathroom, her cheeks flushed with anticipation. She unsnapped her pants and slid them down her hips, allowing her plump ass to be completely exposed. Reaching back, she began to fondle herself, moaning slightly as her fingers explored her wet, hungry pussy.
With one hand between her legs and the other braced against the tile wall, Celeste closed her eyes and pictured her boss's thick cock entering her from behind. She thought about how he would groan in pleasure as she rode him, her juices dripping down his shaft and onto the floor. She imagined him pulling out and shooting his hot, sticky load all over her face and in her mouth, making her taste his seed.
As she reached her climax, Celeste let out a loud moan, her neck muscles tense as she savored the forbidden thrill. Her orgasm washed over her in waves, each pulse of pleasure more intense than the last. When she finally came down from her high, she opened her eyes and stared at herself in the mirror, a smile torturing her lips.
Satisfied for now but still hungry for more, Celeste pushed aside her used panties and sat on the toilet seat, her rounded ass facing the bowl. She watched as her loose stools slipped out of her asshole and landed with a soft squish in the toilet water. The stench of shit filled the air, and she could feel the warmth spreading between her asscheeks.
With a sigh of contentment, Celeste leaned forward and reached into the toilet, her fingers finding the familiar texture of her turds. She scooped up a handful of her shit and brought it to her mouth, savoring the taste as it exploded on her tongue. She moaned in ecstasy, her fingers never stopping as she worked the wand of shit deeper and deeper into her mouth.
As she cleaned out the bowl, Celeste closed her eyes again, imagining that it was her boss's cock she was sucking instead of her own feces. She pictured him pulling her hair, moaning in pleasure as she serviced him with her filthy mouth. The delicious fantasy only fueled her appetite for more, causing her to reach for a new roll of toilet paper to wipe her hands clean.
