Pooping Girlfriends - Olena poops after an enema

Olena was giddy with excitement as she sat down on the small stool. Her beautiful slim body was covered in nothing but a thin, white gown that barely hid her full breasts and the small of her back. Her long dark hair fell around her shoulders, parted in the middle with a single braid trailing down her back. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, feeling the cool air on her skin as she prepared herself for what was about to come.

Her hands trembled slightly as she reached behind her and undid the ties on the gown, letting it fall open to reveal her sensitive, pink skin. Her breath hitched in anticipation as she felt the cool air hit her exposed body. She bit her lip and reached between her legs, gently spreading her pussy lips apart, revealing her tight, pink asshole.

A small plastic ball attached to a string was sitting next to her on the stool. She reached down and picked it up, wiggling it as she inserted it inside her ass, feeling it stretch and fill her tight hole. She gasped at the sensation, her eyes rolling back in pleasure as she began to feel it warm up inside her. Slowly, she pulled on the string, deeper and deeper, feeling the ball work its way further inside her body.

A moment later, the enema bag was emptied into her ass, filling her up with warm, soothing liquid. She moaned softly, arching her back as the pressure built up inside her. It felt incredible, like nothing she had ever experienced before. She closed her eyes, savoring the feeling as she waited for what would come next.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, she heard the distinct sound of her body releasing the accumulated waste. She gasped as a wave of heat washed over her, feeling the warm, soft mass of her shit pressing against the tight walls of her ass. She bit her lip, trying to hold back the moans of pleasure that wanted to escape. Slowly, she allowed herself to relax, letting the shit flow out of her body.

She sighed heavily as the initial rush passed, feeling a sense of relief wash over her. The enema had done its job, cleaning out her insides and making her ass sensitive and achy with need. Now it was time for the real fun to begin. She reached down between her legs once more, spreading her pussy lips apart again and sighing softly at the sight of her glistening wetness. She couldn't wait to feel more of that wonderful heat inside her.

Olena stood up slowly, trying not to make too much noise as she gingerly placed one foot in front of the other. She grabbed onto the wall for support, feeling the wet, warm mass of her freshly deposited shit stick to her fingers. She moaned softly, the erotic sensation sending shivers down her spine. She took a deep breath, leaning in close to the cool tile beneath her feet, preparing herself to feel the warmth of her own shit against her tender skin.

She moved forward, deliberately placing one foot after another in her own pile of shit. She felt the soft, squishy mass ooze between her toes and around her arches, sending waves of pleasure through her body. She moaned softly, her head thrown back in ecstasy as she moved further into the pile. She realized that she was covered from head to toe in her own waste, and she couldn't have felt more blissful.

Olena reached behind her once more, gripping the edge of her gown tightly as she rubbed her ass against the mess beneath her feet. She moaned loudly now, the pleasure overwhelming as she felt the cool air hit her sensitive skin. She bucked her hips back and forth, grinding her soiled pussy against the cool tiles in front of her. Her fingers teased at her nipples, sending shivers down her spine as she lost herself in the sensation.

She felt a sudden rush of heat, and she knew what was coming next. She opened her eyes and looked down, watching as her pussy gushed more of the steamy, fragrant liquid onto the floor. She cried out, arching her back as the sensation washed over her once more. Her hips bucked wildly, grinding herself against the cool tiles. She couldn't believe how good it felt, her own mess seeping into her pores and driving her wild with pleasure.

With a moan of satisfaction, Olena allowed herself to collapse onto the messy floor. She spread her legs wide, letting the cool air hit her sensitive skin as she revelled in the ecstasy of her own filth. She knew that she would be spending a long time here, lost in the sensual delights of her private indulgence. There was nothing quite like the feeling of shitting and then bathing in one's own filth, and she couldn't wait to do it all over again.