Tied Up and Vibrated to a Messy, Shuddering Orgasm!
CassieScat
Nicoletta Embassi
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You stumble in from an unforgettable party, wearing the sexiest little thigh-grazing mini dress you own, makeup flawless, hair freshly cut and styled. You rush through the front door, one hand clutching your cheeks, the other gripping a magazine, desperate to reach the bathroom after holding it in for what feels like forever. You push the door shut behind you, groaning about the cramps, gasping, “OH MY GOD, I NEED TO SIT DOWN AND TAKE A HUGE SHIT—I’VE BEEN HOLDING IT FOR SO LONG!” Hours of dancing on heels have taken their toll, and now a seat is pure bliss. The toilet is the perfect throne. You peel off your thong slowly, back arched, ass teasing the camera, lift your dress, and lower yourself down with a moan of relief as your skin meets the cold seat. “AAHHH, FINALLY, I’M SITTING!” You kick off your heels—they’re killing you—and admit you need to get comfy because there’s a lot brewing inside. You shift, lift slightly, spread your cheeks for maximum comfort, and plop back down. “OOH YES, NOW I’M COMFORTABLE. TIME TO RELAX AND CATCH UP ON SOME GOSSIP, HMMM.” You flip open the magazine, and almost immediately, a little fart escapes. It feels incredible. “FEELS SO NICE TO FART,” you sigh, almost apologizing to the toilet for what’s about to hit it. A warm stream of pee follows—you drank a lot tonight—and then you start pushing while scanning an article. You cross and uncross your legs, shifting into a figure-four, straining gently until the first thick log slides out. It’s substantial, and it stops you mid-sentence as your face goes slack with relief while it splashes into the water. “OH GOD, THANK YOU. IT’S OUT. IT FEELS SO GOOD.” You exhale, laughing at the thought of all those guys staring up at your ass all night with no clue what was waiting inside. You glance back at the bowl, making a half-disgusted, half-amused face, then slap one cheek proudly. But you’re not done—another wave hits. “OOHH FUCK, THERE’S MORE.” You push again while critiquing a trashy celebrity article, commenting between strains. More comes out, and you moan, “OOHH YEAH, IT FEELS SO NICE SITTING HERE, HAVING A GOOD READ AND RELAXING. I LOVE HAVING MY BIG ASS RIGHT HERE. I FEEL LIKE I’M CRUSHING THIS TOILET WITH MY WEIGHT, HAHA.” A few more farts escape—it’s getting stinky—but you’re still not finished. Bored with the magazine, you toss it aside, pull your thong up to mid-thigh, and step out briefly, telling the camera you’re grabbing your phone. You return quickly, slapping your ass on the way back in. “SORRY, TOILET, STILL NEED A SEAT.” You plop down, your cheeks jiggling as you settle, letting out a soft moan as your skin meets the seat again. You cross your legs, scrolling through your phone. “HMM, SIT BACK DOWN. QUITE COMFY. FEELS SO GOOD TO PARK MY BIG ASS HERE, AND I KNOW THERE’S MORE INSIDE.” You start pushing again, leaning forward, legs spread, arms resting on your thighs. More plops out, and you moan in delight. “AAHHH, FUCK, IT’S LIKE I’LL NEVER STOP. I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO SAY—IT JUST FEELS SO NICE SITTING HERE, BUTT NAKED ON MY THRONE, PUSHING LOGS OUT. THIS IS ORGASMIC. I COULD SIT HERE ALL DAY.” You stay a moment, content, then decide to multitask—removing your makeup while finishing up. You stand, lean forward to grab some cleanser, and sit back down with another satisfied moan. “OHH, FEELS SO GOOD TO SIT AGAIN. IT FEELS GREAT ON MY THIGHS AND MY ASS.” You wipe off your foundation while pushing, but this one’s stubborn. You strain, grunting, muttering “FUCK” and “IT’S STUCK” until it finally breaks free with a satisfying splash. You sigh in relief. “OH YES, FINALLY. I THINK I’M DONE, BUT I’M GONNA STAY A BIT JUST TO BE SURE—AND BECAUSE I LOVE IT HERE. JUST ENJOYING MY TIME. AAAHHHH.” You linger, finishing your skincare routine while complaining about the smell, acknowledging the toilet took a beating. When you’re sure you’re finished, you wipe—there’s a lot to clean up, but the relief is immense. You stand, pull up your thong, flush, and finally leave, light as air.
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