As I arrived at Ashley's house, she greeted me with her signature smile that lit up the entire room. Today was going to be different; I had planned something special for us. We headed out for a day filled with fun but with an ulterior motive. My plan was to get Ashley to indulge in some naughty dirty bathroom fun by getting her to squat over my face while she pooped. It was her first time trying anything like that, and I was both excited and nervous about how she might react.
Our first stop was at a nail salon where we both got our nails done. As we sat there, our legs crossed and the scent of polish hanging in the air, I noticed how captivated Ashley was when one of the technicians had their phone out showing a live feed of their dirty business on the wall-mounted TV. Jake, a bulky guy, filthy in his appearance, was on the screen taking an enema, his massive ass filled with skittles and butterfingers. I knew this was the beginning of desensitizing Ashley for what was to come. We continued chatting and sipping on our lemonades as the technician cleaned our nails until it was finally time to leave.
We headed to a Mexican restaurant for lunch, where we sat next to each other in the booth. As we ate our delicious meals, I could sense Ashley becoming more interested in what she was seeing on her phone. It turned out that Jake had posted another update on the live stream showing how filthy he was getting in the shower. Her expressions gave away that she wasn't grossed out, and in fact, she seemed enthralled by it all. This made me even more eager for her to experience this naughty side of us.
After lunch, we drove back to Ashley's house deciding to head straight for the shower. The two of us entered naked, and as I began to wash her body, I couldn't keep my eyes off her perfect ass. It felt incredible to slowly trail my fingers over its curves, feeling the warm water pass over my touch. As anticipation built up within me, Ashley mentioned she needed to pee; this was my cue! She crouched down over the drain, letting her sweet pee stream down towards me.
My heart raced as I felt her naked body press against mine; this was it! I licked every drop of her pee off, feeling her pussy get wetter with each sip. The sound of rushing water from the showerhead provided the perfect ambiance for our little encounter. As she finished peeing, I pulled my fingers out of her lips innocently asking if she wanted to try smearing some of the poop from my ass on her own ass. To my surprise, she agreed!
Excitedly, I picked up a chunk of my poop and rubbed it over her beautiful round cheeks before taking a step back. With a smile, I watched in anticipation as she moved forward to see what was left on her hands. She brought them up to her mouth, tasting the residue from my ass. Moans escaped her lips as she realized what it was - my shit! It turned her on too much; her pussy tightened right there in front of me.
We continued exploring each other's bodies until finally, Ashley told me she had to use the bathroom again. This time, I laid down underneath her, hoping she would finally unleash what we had both been waiting for. She took a deep breath and squeezed her asshole, but nothing came out, not even a slight sound. Disappointed, we exited the shower and finished getting ready.
As we prepared to leave, Ashley suddenly confessed that she thought she felt like she had to go poop again. We headed back into the bathroom, where I reminded her of our earlier discussion and prepped her anus with my fingers. Finally, after some pushing and prodding, she let out a loud stinky fart above me. However, despite my pleas, Ashley still couldn't summon the courage to go all the way.
Despite our failed attempt at pooping on each other, we ended our day with an intimate farewell hug in her living room. It was clear that both of us had been changed by this experience, but in completely different ways. For me, it was another successful foray into the world of scat and exploring our kinks. For Ashley, it was a day she would never forget – one filled with both fear and incredible excitement about the darker side of intimacy. As I drove home, my mind raced with thoughts of all the possibilities for our next dirty rendezvous, eagerly anticipating what new adventures awaited us.
