As Keegan walked into the bathroom, she couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement coursing through her veins. It was a thrill that she hadn't experienced in a while, and it only intensified as she locked the door behind her. She moved towards the toilet, her hips swaying sensually as she looked over her shoulder. Her heart was racing, but there was also a sense of calm that washed over her—this was what she needed.
She unbuttoned her jeans, sliding them down over her curvy hips, revealing a lacy black thong that hugged her moist folds. Her eyes went to the big green plate on the floor, calmly waiting for what was to come. She knew that this was an important night, a chance for her to let go and indulge in her secret desires.
Without further delay, she lowered herself onto the toilet seat, her legs spread wide. She looked down, taking in the view of her shaved pussy, glistening with anticipation. She reached back, feeling between her cheeks, finding the tight pucker of her anal opening. A smile crept across her face as her fingers touched it, teasing the entrance.
She closed her eyes, taking a deep breath in through her nose and out through her mouth. It was time. She leaned forward slightly, trying to gauge the distance to the plate. With one last glance at her plump ass and the tiny hole begging to be filled, she lowered herself gently onto the plate.
A mix of pleasure and pain shot through her as she felt the coolness of the plate against her swollen clit, but it only served to heighten the sensation. She let out a soft moan, rocking her hips back and forth on the edge of the plate. Her clit was throbbing now, begging for release as she ground against it, her eyes rolled back in pleasure.
Without warning, Keegan felt the warm wetness of her shit oozing out of her pussy, coating her clit and the plate beneath her. She let out a long, low groan as the pleasure overtook her, feeling her ass cheeks clenching and relaxing in time with her movements.
As the load of shit grew heavier and more intense, Keegan couldn't help but imagine someone else enjoying her offering. She pictured them bending over the plate, their tongue tracing the outline of her asshole while they watched her shit. The thought made her shiver with delight, and she pushed herself harder, willing the sensation to continue.
Finally, with one last push, Keegan felt the last of the shit slide out of her tight asshole and onto the plate. She let out a long, satisfied sigh, her whole body trembling with pleasure. She stayed there for a moment, basking in the afterglow, before standing up and pulling her jeans back up, looking into the mirror at her flushed, satisfied face. She couldn't wait to do it again.
