Scat Goddess Amanda - Follow Me To The Sex Clubs Toilet 2

I lead you to the sex club, my body swaying to the rhythm of the music. Your heart races as you follow me, eager to see what I have in store for you tonight. We make our way through the crowd and finally reach the bathroom. I smile mischievously, knowing that this is where I plan to indulge in my most private pleasures.

The bathroom is dimly lit, casting shadowy figures around us. I step inside, closing the door behind us, and you can feel your breath catch in your throat as you finally get a good look at me. I'm wearing one of my sexiest outfits yet, hugging every curve of my voluptuous figure. My heels click against the tiled floor as I make my way towards the last stall.

I smile at you over my shoulder, making sure that you can see the flushed satisfaction on my face. "I knew you'd follow me," I purred, reaching for the lock on the stall door. With a click, it swings open, revealing the toilet seat within.

You hesitate for a moment, unsure of what I expect of you. But then I slowly begin to undress, starting with my skirt and stockings. You watch in awe as they pool at my feet, leaving me standing there in nothing but my lacy black underwear.

I step closer to the toilet, deliberately arching my back and pushing my ass out towards you. You can see the outline of my pussy through my underwear, and you feel yourself growing even harder at the thought of what's to come.

Without further hesitation, I lower myself onto the toilet seat and spread my legs wide. My panties are the only thing left standing between you and my dripping wet pussy. You can almost taste the sweet nectar leaking out of me as I prepare to do what I do best - shit all over the bathroom floor.

I lean back against the cold tile wall, my eyes locked on yours the entire time. My hand finds its way under my panties, exploring the folds of my moist pussy lips. I'm already feeling the pressure building up inside me, needing release.

And then, with one swift movement, I slide two fingers deep inside myself and begin to fuck myself on the toilet. At the same time, I lean forward and spread my ass cheeks, giving you a view of my tight round hole.

The combination of sight and sound is too much for you to bear. You can feel yourself about to explode, desperate to cum but not daring to touch yourself for fear of missing a moment of my show.

And then I begin to shit. Long, sloppy ropes of hot feces splatter onto the cold bathroom floor, painting a vivid picture of my ecstasy. I moan with delight as I empty my bowels, feeling the warmth and weight of my shit as it coats the soles of my feet.

When I finally finish, I sit back on the toilet, panting heavily. My pussy is still dripping with desire, even though it's just been filled with my own shit. My eyes meet yours again, and this time there's a challenge in them - do you dare touch it?

With shaking hands, you step forward and part my panties, finally pressing your fingers against my throbbing clit. I cry out in pleasure, bucking against your touch. Our bodies are entwined now, carnal desperation in every motion.

And then, just as suddenly as it started, it stops. I push you away, my face flushed with shame or excitement - I can't tell which. We stare at each other for a long moment, breathing heavily.

"Get cleaned up," I finally say, my voice barely a whisper. "And don't tell anyone about this."

With that, I stand up tall and walk out of the bathroom, leaving you to wonder what next week's show will bring. But one thing is for sure - you'll be there, watching in awe as I continue to explore the taboo pleasures that only a Scat Goddess like me can provide.