My boyfriend Todd and I had already experimented with having our first blumpkin experience; this is our second time.
I was at work when the urge to empty my dump truck became too much to ignore. I made my way to the women's bathroom, excited to sit down for a good poo but worried I wouldn't have full privacy. I opened the door to the ladies room, and all stall doors were open and vacant, much to my delight.
Click, clack! Sounding my heels making their way over the hard floor to an empty stall, I opened the door, making note of a good supply of loo roll. I undid my belt and then the button of my work trousers, letting them drop to my ankles on top of my heels. Next was my black CK thong, pulling it over my thick thighs and resting on top of my trousers.
I sat my big ass down, excited in anticipation for the dump to come. Taking a poo is one of life's free pleasures that I fully enjoy. I could feel my poo positioning itself, ready to eject from my bowels, but it was my bladder that went first, spraying piss into the toilet from my pussy, a necessity to undertake before I could give my hole a nice stretch.
My piss ended, and the feeling of my poo pressing against my anus was irresistible. I sat there holding it, feeling my hole open and close, teasing myself before finally giving in. A guilty pleasure of mine is to get some scat porn up on my phone and see who can last longer. I pulled up a newly uploaded video of a blue-haired pawg telling the camera she had to shit badly in a public toilet before lowering her jeans and starting her poo.
I spread my thighs and started to give my wet pussy a rub; the girl in the video had a huge, tanned ass similar to mine. My turd was really pushing for release, but I held it wanting to beat the woman in the video. She sat down on the toilet with the camera positioned behind her and started to push. I could see her hole open and a brown poo emerge. Mine was wanting the same action, and watching her poo open her hole, I couldn't hold mine back any longer.
I relaxed my hold, feeling my hole expand, watching a huge turd drop from the stunning ass of the girl in the video. My poo started to come out; I sat there savouring every second the turd spent edging out of my sshole. The turd was hard and grew in thickness, stretching my hole but was entirely pleasurable.
As the widest part was over the poo, it dropped into the bowl with a very satisfying plop!I still had more to go, thankfully, and another softer turd immediately took up position to descend from my anus. I did nothing to stop it coming out, letting nature take its course. I sat there dressed professionally, with my thighs exposed, giving in to my biological urge to empty my bowels fully. This turd had a much stronger smell, and the warm feeling of it passing past my cheeks and plunging into the toilet with a loud splash was bliss. My arse needed emptying quicker; a sharp cramp in my tummy caused a cascade of poo to fall out of my ass with hard turds bombing the water, plop...plop...plop...kuplonk...kuplonk!
It felt sensational as some heavy, stinky turds hit the water below. Feeling my poo was over, I sat in relief, taking in the smell, and spread my legs to take care of another need. My pussy was fucking dripping at the chance of some action, and I couldn't give up this seat in privacy to take advantage. My hand got to work in rubbing one out while sitting on the pot. I rewatched the porn video on my phone and admired the size of the girl's huge, tanned ass, her cheeks so round. How desperate was she? How long had she held that pose for the video? These thoughts had me busting for an orgasm; I started rocking back and forth on the seat, playing with myself.
As I rubbed away, I could feel my urge to orgasm grow; imagine being paid to play and poo--what a pleasure! As I teased my clit with my fingers, I got close to climax, and I started rubbing away furiously as I got closer and closer. Glad I was alone in the bathroom so I could enjoy myself without worrying about my groans of pleasure. My legs were shaking and knocking into the sides of the stall; I lifted my legs and heels off the floor and spread them wide in the air. I was on the verge of cumming, the smell of my own shit fresh in my nostrils, and then watching this big booty bitch offload her dump truck. My pussy was drenched, my hand was covered in my own juices, my clit was throbbing, and then I came.An explosion of pleasure resonated through me, sending my legs into spasm, kicking and knocking the sides of the stall as I burst, letting out a loud groan of enjoyment. I made so much noise but was alone to enjoy myself; my heart was beating so fast, and I enjoyed the thrill and exhilaration that my orgasm brought.
As my climax subsided and still feeling naughty, I took a picture of my brown sausages floating in a sea of piss in the toilet and sent it to Todd with the caption 'Look who's been productive at work today!' I pulled up my trousers and regained my composure despite my light head and returned back to the office.
After 10 mins my phone buzzed; Todd had only just seen my message and replied he was just off to the men's to do the same at his work. Still feeling playful, I rapidly responded, telling him if he could be a big boy and hold it till he got home, then he would be rewarded and relieved!He responded, 'I've just sat down. You're a bitch! Can we postpone for another day?' The thought of Todd sitting there with his work trousers dropped to his ankles and his manly legs sitting on the toilet waiting to drop a big shit only went to renew my horniness.
I waited a minute and replied, 'No dice; it's a one-time deal, now or never.' I sat there excitedly awaiting his reply; by now it was nearly lunchtime, and he would have many more hours left to hold. My phone vibrated on my desk. I looked at his message: 'Do you know how hard it was to suck that turd back up after sitting down!' His response made me smile, so I teased him a little, letting him know it will all be worth it when he's sat on our toilet at home. Thinking of my man desperate to poo at work and holding it for me was a buzz; I messaged him a few times in the afternoon to see how he was getting on. He told me he kept farting at his desk, and this was going to be a big poo. Excited and wanting to test him some more, I took it upon myself to send him an afternoon coffee from Starbucks just how he likes it, delivered to his office.
I was down to toy with him and push his buttons, so I took control of his predicament. I messaged him saying mummy hopes you enjoy your treat. Todd replied a couple of minutes after I received my delivery notification. 'No way I can drink that and hold on till home,' and he replied that he had to, and a big strong man would have no problem. As the day drew to a close, I didn't hear much from Todd. I made sure all my work was finished so I could promptly leave. After all this torture, the last thing I wanted was for him to have to wait for me at home.
As I got my coat, Todd messaged, 'If I piss all over the car seats, you're paying for them.' I replied, 'You can piss, baby, just hold that poo till you get back to me.' I received an instant reply from Todd: 'No, you don't get it; I need a shit so bad now I can't even wee, or I'll start pooping.'
As much as I was enjoying his desperation, I didn't want him to have an accident. 'Maybe you should go; it's okay.' I text back, feeling a bit guilty; maybe I had pushed this too far. 'Fuck you! I've waited this long now, but it better be worth it. Todd replied.
