Amydirty - Shitting in my favorite jeans!

I couldn't resist the temptation any longer. I had been eager to try it and finally, I was alone in my room. I slipped out of my underwear, revealing my tight little bottom with just a small patch of hair over my rectum. I positioned myself over my favorite pair of jeans that was lying on the floor and slowly lowered myself onto them. The sensation was electrifying. I could feel the familiar weight of my own ass pressing against the denim, but also the coolness of the fabric against my labia and just the tip of my anus. It sent tingles throughout my body, making my nipples harden and my pussy juices flow. With each inch I sank into the jeans, it felt as if the denim was caressing my most intimate parts. I closed my eyes and let out a soft moan, savoring this beautiful moment. It felt so taboo yet so arousing.

Suddenly, a gush of hot liquid filled my panties. It was time to wet my jeans. I teased myself for a while, to prolong the pleasure, before giving in and allowing my pussy juices to soak into the fabric. I could already imagine the stains it would leave behind, a testament to my dirty deed.

The wetness only served to heighten my desire. I needed to feel more. I knelt down and slowly began to touch myself, sliding my fingers through the wetness between my pussy lips. I moaned loudly as I teased my clit, the sound echoing around the room. My fingers plunged deeper, rubbing against my swollen vaginal walls, searching for the ultimate pleasure.

And then, it hit me. I needed to feel the poop, the weight of it pressing against my jeans, filling up the tail of them. I couldn't resist the urge any longer. I gripped my asscheeks tightly and squeezed, feeling the muscles contract and release, trying to force something out.

After a few minutes of intense strain, it finally came. A warm, soft mass pushed out of my rectum and slid down my legs, filling up the tail of my jeans. It was amazing. I collapsed onto the floor, legs spread wide, feeling the warmth and weight of my own shit on my jeans. I lay there for a while, savoring the moment, lost in the dirty bliss of it all. Eventually, I pulled myself together and headed towards the shower. I couldn't wait to see the final result of my shitty escapade. The thought of stepping into those jeans and feeling the thick mass of my poop squash between my legs was enough to make me shudder with anticipation.