Natalia Kapretti - I take a shit, taste my sweet shit

Natalia Kapretti loved playing with her ass. She knew it was dirty, disgusting even, but to her, it was the sweetest spot on her body. Today, she decided to take things a step further. She wanted to feel the warm thick liquid fill up her bowels, splatter on the floor, and coat her fingers as she slurped it up off the tiles. It was a perverted fantasy come true.

The first thing she did was check her reflection in the mirror. Her ass looked magnificent, cheeks spread wide apart, begging for attention. She ran her fingers along the crease between her cheeks before spreading them wider still and grunting as she slowly pushed a finger up her anus. The muscles clenched around it, trying to resist the intrusion, before finally giving in and allowing her finger to sink deeper into her rectum.

Once she was sure she'd adequately prepared herself, Natalia sat down on the toilet, her heart racing with anticipation. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, trying to calm the butterflies in her stomach. Then, with a deep, sexual groan, she forced her abused rectum to release its contents.

Oh, it felt good! The warmth spreading through her bowels, the pressure building up in her colon until she felt like she was going to explode. And then the release, the sweet sensation of her shit escaping her body and filling the bowl beneath her. She kept her eyes closed, savoring the moment for as long as she could, before finally allowing herself to open them and take in the sight of her wet, sticky fingers, coated in the evidence of her perversion.

Natalia lifted her fingers to her mouth, slowly sucking the cum-like substance off of them. It tasted just as good as it looked. She smiled to herself, wondering how long it would take for her to crave this again. Probably not long at all, she thought, as she felt another wave of desire wash over her.

She wanted more. She wanted to feel full, like she'd swallowed a watermelon whole. Natalia stood up from the toilet, grabbing a piece of fruit from the kitchen counter as she did so. Perfect. She positioned herself back on the toilet seat, this time with the fruit positioned just right at the entrance to her asshole. She sighed contentedly as she felt her anus tug at the watermelon, eager to consume it.

She began to eat, savoring the sweet flesh as it filled her up. It was almost too much to bear, but she loved the feeling of her bowels protesting, of the juices running down her thighs and mixing with the precum that had leaked from her pussy. The more she ate, the more she wanted, and when she finally felt as though she couldn't take any more, she forced herself to keep going, determined to satisfy her twisted desires.

And then, finally, she couldn't take it any more. Natalia gave one last, satisfying moan and collapsed backwards onto the floor, her legs spread wide, a stream of shit and watermelon juice running down her thighs. Her eyes were glazed over, her mind flitting between the sensations playing out in her bowels and the memories of her last orgasm, her fingers still sticky with the evidence of her perversion. For a moment, she just lay there, savoring the feeling, before lifting her head to take one more appreciative glance at her messy, satisfied body.

This was what she lived for. This was her dirty little secret, and she loved every second of it. As she lay there, panting heavily, she couldn't help but wonder what sort of twisted pleasure she'd find next time.