Today was shaping up to be a very special morning for me. I'd just woken up, and before I got started on anything else, I knew I wanted to engage in some solo play with my trusty Hitachi. As I crawled out of bed and stood up, I couldn't help but notice that my stomach was rather unsettled; it felt oddly full and heavy. Trying not to think too much about it, I made my way to the bathroom.
Upon relieving myself, I noticed the weirdest thing. There was a sort of warm, wet mass in my abdomen, as if something was sloshing around in there. It didn't take long for me to realize what it was - I'd eaten a large meal the night before, and now my system was working overtime to process all that food. Unfortunately, this meant that the food wasn't just getting processed; it was also getting mixed up with something else.
As I returned to my room, I began to feel this unsettling rumbling in my gut. It was almost as if my stomach was trying to prepare for another major event. I had no choice but to sit down on the edge of my bed and wait for whatever was coming next. And then it happened - my stomach gave one final heave, and out spilled a thick, hot stream of steaming-hot feces. It landed with a loud, wet splat on the carpet, making quite a mess of things.
I couldn't believe it - here I was, in the middle of preparing for my morning orgasm session, and I'd just taken a giant shit all over the floor. But instead of feeling disgusted or embarrassed, I found myself instead feeling a strange sort of arousal. Maybe it was because my body had just surprised me with this unexpected release; maybe it was because the stench of shit was wafting up into my nostrils, triggering some deep-seated sexual response. Whatever the reason, I knew that I couldn't just leave this mess there.
I reached down and grabbed a handful of the hot, gooey poo, then brought it up to my face. I couldn't believe how warm and soft it felt against my skin; it almost stuck to me like paste. Without giving it much thought, I decided then and there that I was going to do something truly extraordinary. I squatted down on the floor, then positioned my pussy directly above the pile of poo I'd just taken. And with a loud moan of pure, unfiltered lust, I slowly lowered myself onto the mess.
As my pussy made contact with the warm, sticky feces, I let out a scream of pure ecstasy. It was like nothing I'd ever felt before - the combination of the dull, heavy sensation of the poo filling me up, the sharp sting of it touching my most sensitive areas, and the overpowering smell of shit all around me was intoxicating. And as if that wasn't enough, my body responded in kind, sending wave after wave of intense pleasure coursing through me.
I began to grind against the poo-covered floor, moving back and forth in a primal rhythm that only served to heighten the sensations coursing through my body. Slowly but surely, I felt my orgasm building, growing stronger with each passing moment. And then, with a roar that could be heard all the way down the hallway, I came - hard.
My pussy frothed and throbbed as wave after wave of hot, sticky cum shot out of it, splattering against the walls and ceiling. I collapsed onto the floor, spent and sweaty, unable to believe what I'd just done. But as I looked down at the mess I'd made - the pile of poo beneath me, the sticky wet stains on the walls and carpet - I knew that this was something I'd never forget. It had been a morning unlike any other - dirty, depraved, and utterly unforgettable.
