Angel looked over her shoulder at the door, making sure it was locked. She could feel her heartbeat fastening as she reached into her pants and removed the sport pants she had on. Her ass was already starting to ache from holding in her massive load of shit for so long. Angel pressed her fingers against the crotch of the pants, slipping them underneath her panties, and finding her asshole. It was time to empty her bowels.
With a deep breath, she pushed her index finger inside herself, widening her asshole. Her grip on the pants tightened as she began to fuck herself with her finger, eager to relieve some of the pressure building up inside her. After a few moments of this, she pulled her finger out, smeared the shit all over the inner surface of the pants, and placed the pants over her face, inhaling deeply.
The smell of human waste hit her nostrils with full force, making her head spin. She loved it, the thought of how much shit was inside those pants, and how she was going to empty it all over herself. Another deep breath, and she pulled the pants down, pushing the shit down below her panties. With one last look over her shoulder, she pressed her ass against the pants, grinding her hips until she finally felt the warm, sloppy mess of her feces spill out onto the floor.
Angel moaned as the weight of her load lifted from her gut, and she slowly lowered herself onto the pile of shit. The coolness of the floor against her sweaty back was strangely comforting. She spread her legs wide apart, feeling the mess ooze between her thighs. Ignoring the dirt and the smell, she reached forward and put her hands flat on the floor, pushing her hips up and down in the filth.
Her moans began to grow louder as she pushed herself deeper into the mound of shit. It felt so fucking good to be covered in her own waste. A groan of pleasure escaped her lips when she felt a particularly thick chunk of shit squish between her ass cheeks. She wanted more, she needed it. Reaching behind her, she grabbed a handful of her own shit and smothered her face in it.
Her fingers found their way into her mouth, and she began to wiggle them around, feeling the slickness of her shit coat her skin. Her other hand slid between her legs, pressing against her soiled panties, rubbing her clit. Between the shame and the arousal, she couldn't help but scream out in ecstasy as she came all over herself.
Angel collapsed onto the floor, her hair and face covered in her own waste. She couldn't believe what she had just done, but something inside her urged her on. She could still feel the last dregs of her orgasm slowly ebbing away, leaving her trembling with desire. With a soft moan, she stood up, slowly pulling the soiled pants off the floor.
She stepped out of the pile of shit, feeling it squish between her toes. She had never felt so alive, so dirty, so fucking turned on in her entire life. Taking a moment to catch her breath, she grabbed a nearby trash can and gingerly deposited the sport pants filled with her shit. With trembling hands, she reached back inside and gingerly touched her soiled panties.
The feel of her own filth against her skin sent shivers down her spine. She couldn't wait to rinse them off and put them back on, feeling her own mess against her skin. A wicked smile spread across her face as she realized that she wasn't quite finished yet. She had left a little bit of her mess behind on purpose.
