As Melannie carefully lifted her round bottom up into the air, she peeked over her shoulder to see if you were watching. Her plump ass was suspended high above the toilet bowl, inches from your hungry eyes. She let out a soft moan, feeling the cool night air tickle her wet pussy. She had been waiting for this moment all day; the chance to show off her dirty, naughty actions to you.
In one swift motion, Melannie positioned herself over the toilet bowl, her puckered asshole hovering just above the churning water. She pushed, feeling the warm mass of her poop slide out of her body and into the bowl. She watched, delighting in the sight of her hard shit protruding from her virgin ass, as the water level rose to meet it.
"Mmm, that feels so good," she moaned, her voice cracking with excitement. Her body shivered with anticipation as she continued to push, her eyes locked on the messy spectacle unfolding below her. "I can't believe how dirty it gets when I poo," she said cheekily, winking at you between her heavy eyelids.
As the last of her poop slid into the water, Melannie leaned forward, pressing her plump belly against the cool porcelain. She gazed down, taking in the sight of her used toilet; the water swirling gently around the hard, lump of her shit. She felt proud, knowing that she had put on this show just for you.
Grinning widely, Melannie reached back with a trembling hand and grabbed a handful of her soft, brown curls. With a determined look on her face, she slowly lowered herself back down onto the toilet, taking care not to spill a drop of the precious life giving nectar that coated her inner thighs.
With each gentle push of the lever, Melannie watched as the swirling water drained away, revealing more and more of her precious treasure. She leaned forward, her elbows resting on her thighs, and studied her work; the massive, glistening turd sitting at the bottom of the bowl.
A slow, wicked smile spread across Melannie's face as she raised her hand, her middle finger coated in a thin layer of her own shit. She plunged it deep into her asshole, hooking her finger over the edge of her anal ring to stretch it open. Her eyes widened in delight as she felt the cold, sticky sensation of her own poop pushing against her finger.
Melannie pulled her finger out of her ass, dangling it in front of her face. She shook it back and forth, dripping the thick, gooey mixture onto the floor. With a mischievous glint in her eye, she reached over and traced a line in the puddle of shit with her index finger, giggling as the warm liquid oozed between her fingers.
Finally, Melannie sat up straight, wiping her hand on her naked thigh. She took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling slowly with excitement. "That felt amazing," she purred, leaning back against the cool, tiled wall. She watched your face intently, savoring the look of desire and disgust that crossed your features.
Melannie grinned, surprised at her own bravery. This was the most vulnerable she had ever felt, exposing herself like this to another person. But she loved the way it made her feel; powerful, sexy, and completely in control.
She hesitated for a moment, then leaned forward again, her breasts almost touching the water. Melannie reached down between her legs, rubbing her clit slowly through her wet folds. "And now," she whispered huskily, "I'm going to make myself come."
With that, Melannie buried her fingers deep inside herself, finding her G-spot with practiced ease. She moaned loudly, her hips bucking wildly as she rode the waves of pleasure. Her eyelids fluttered closed, and she sank into the orgasm, her body trembling with the force of the climax.
When she finally opened her eyes, Melannie grinned at you over her shoulder. "That was for you," she said breathlessly, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment and exhilaration. "I hope you enjoyed the show."
And with that, she stood up slowly, letting the last traces of the toilet scene drip from her body. She waltzed out of the room, leaving you alone to ponder the magnitude of what you had just witnessed.
