Ellie, a British Milf in her late 30s, slowly woke up in her luxurious bed, groaning softly as she stretched out lazily. She had drifted off to sleep after a sumptuous dinner and great sex with her husband Mark, and now she felt uncomfortably full.
As her eyes fluttered open, Ellie could already feel the urge to poop hitting her hard. Mornings were usually the worst for her, as she often ate large meals and drank plenty of fluids before going to bed. Rolling over on her side, she pushed back the duvet and slid out of bed, making her way towards the en suite bathroom.
With each step, Ellie's discomfort grew more intense, and she couldn't wait to relieve herself. She made it to the toilet just in time, slipping off her pajama bottoms and sitting down hastily. The moment her bottom met the cold seat, she gave a loud sigh of relief as her bowels released a torrent of warm, gooey poop into the waiting bowl.
Ellie didn't wait for her business to finish before flushing it away, leaning forward to grasp the ceramic edge of the toilet bowl with both hands. It wasn't enough to help with the burning sensation in her ass, so she slipped two fingers into her anus, trying to soothe the ache. Her fingertips were soon coated in a sticky layer of feces, but that only turned her on further.
Feeling slightly less uncomfortable now, Ellie stood up and walked over to the sink. She took a deep breath, steadying herself as she prepared to take care of her other needs. She turned on the faucet and let the cool water run over her hands, washing away the traces of poop before wetting her index and middle fingers.
Then she moved towards the toilet again, positioning herself over it. With one swift motion, she pushed her wet fingers into her vagina, letting out a moan as she felt the warm, wet flesh part ways for her digit. She started moving her fingers in and out slowly at first, then faster as the pressure built up inside her.
Ellie's hips buckled, and she gasped loudly as a warm jet of pee shot out from her pussy, hitting the water with a loud hiss. She continued to pee, her stream eventually weakening as her bladder emptied itself completely.
Finally, Ellie stood up, pulling her fingers out of her vagina with a small plop sound. She washed her hands again carefully and dried them on a towel before turning around to face the mirror. The sight that greeted her made her blush—her pale, flushed cheeks standing out against her whitened skin. Her chest heaved slightly, and beads of sweat glistened on her cleavage.
After a moment's hesitation, Ellie leaned forward, placing one hand on the cool surface of the vanity. With shaking fingers, she lifted up her pink, lacy panties, exposing her plump bottom to the mirror. She grinned at her reflection, watching as it jiggled slightly with the aftershocks of her orgasm.
Ellie then slipped her fingers back inside her ass, this time not to clean them but for pleasure. She began to gently massage her own prostate, eliciting a few soft moans as she stroked herself. Her thighs trembled slightly, and she felt a rush of heat flow through her veins.
With a satisfied smile on her face, Ellie finally took her fingers out of her ass and finally her panties. She turned around to face the mirror again, careful not to splash any poo water onto her (or anyone else's) clothes. Slowly, she began to peel off her damp pajama top, revealing her full, perky breasts to the mirror.
She cupped them in her hands, admiring her reflection before leaning in closer. Her breath was hot against her skin, and she could feel it tingling under her touch. Slowly, Ellie started to pinch and pull at her nipples, her eyes closing in pleasure as she swayed slightly back and forth.
Finally, feeling completely satisfied, Ellie straightened up and took a deep breath. "Time for breakfast," she murmured to herself, grabbing a towel to dry off before heading out of the bathroom. As she walked back to the bedroom to wake up Mark for their morning breakfast, she couldn't help but feel a twinge of arousal, remembering the sensations she had just experienced.
