Kitty Skatt was feeling absolutely delighted with herself. She had just purchased the cutest leggings she'd ever seen, adorned with little kittens playing around. They were so soft and comfortable against her skin, and when she moved, it was like they were stroking her body in all the right places. She couldn't wait to show them off.
But there was another reason why Kitty was feeling particularly excited. Beneath those cute leggings, she was wearing a tiny, sexy thong that matched the color of her eyes perfectly. It wasn't much, but it was enough to drive her wild with anticipation. She loved the feeling of the fabric against her labia and the way it teased her clit.
Despite her parents being away for the day, Kitty knew better than to just go wild in their bathroom. Yet, she couldn't resist the urge to feel her new leggings and thong against her most intimate parts. Plus, she really needed to go number one and number two. After all, she'd been holding it in for too long.
Kitty locked herself in the bathroom and slowly, sensually slid her leggings down, revealing her gorgeous bottom. She breathed in deeply, taking in the scent of her own arousal as she reached back and slipped her fingers beneath the edge of her thong. With a nearly audible sigh of pleasure, she began to stroke herself.
As she played with her wet and swollen folds, her body began to tremble with desire. On the verge of orgasm, she gave in to her urges and allowed herself to release. Waves of pleasure coursed through her body, making her shout out in ecstasy. Her tongue rolled against her top teeth as she shook and convulsed on the cold bathroom floor.
Finally, as the intensity of her orgasm began to subside, Kitty's mind drifted to the mess she had created. The thought of her own feces and urine mixed together was enough to ignite a second, more powerful wave. She cried out again, this time louder, as she gave in to another powerful climax.
Blushing a deep shade of red, Kitty knew she had to clean herself up if she was going to avoid getting caught. She turned on the shower and let the warm water wash away the evidence of her naughty fun. But even as she scrubbed, she couldn't help but feel a twinge of arousal in her newly soaped-up pussy. It was as if the thought of what she'd just done was too much for her to handle.
As Kitty washed the last remnants of her mess away, she couldn't help but wonder if she might find herself in a similar situation again soon. After all, there was just something about those cute little kittens on her leggings...
