I Love Fridays New Scat Story

Today is Friday. I love Fridays. I love Fridays, not only because they herald the weekend, but also because they're usually teleworking days for me. After spending four days in meetings with lots of people, this day is a joy for me as an introvert. So there's no way I'm leaving the house today! After all the stress of the week, I need to decompress. So I'm staying in my pyjamas.

I love Fridays. And I like this Friday in particular, because tonight my partner, who lives a few hundred miles away, is coming to see me and will be staying the whole weekend. He knows I'm teleworking. He knows that I need to unwind and that it's going to be a chill weekend. He has to work in the office during the day.

As soon as I wake up in bed, I have a strong urge to masturbate. I also really want to pee. What a bore! A major flaw in our fetishes is that we have to get out of bed to give ourselves the pleasure we like when we wake up. Finally, some people aren't afraid of dirtying their bed. That's not my case. So I get up, heat up some water for my tea, then head off to the shower dressed in my pyjamas. No sooner had I sat down in the shower cubicle than I let myself go. The hot liquid drips through my panties and forms a large circular spot on my pyjamas around my crotch. What a pleasure to let myself go, without shame or restraint. Mechanically I masturbate through my soaked panties. The smell of morning piss is so strong, it quickly covers my whole bathroom. I love that smell so much. I close my eyes and imagine stepping into a bathtub full of warm morning piss. One of my many fantasies that will remain a fantasy. I come quickly.

During my masturbation I tipped my body over backwards. When I open my eyes, my legs are up, my feet are against the shower walls and my lower back is on the soaking wet shower floor. I stand up and take off my piss-soaked top. My trousers are also soaked in piss but I decide to keep them on because they turn me on. While it dries a bit, I take a photo of my soaked legs and top and send it to my partner, who must be going into labour right now, just saying 'oops'. I know he likes little surprises like that, especially if he comes to see me afterwards. A few seconds later I get 'ooh the dirty little slut! I hope you're clean when I get there!' I know it's a provocation, so I reply 'I just wanted to put on my best perfume for you :/'.

I hear the water boiling in the kitchen. I put on a little indoor jacket, then eat my breakfast quietly, having laid a towel on my seat beforehand. Then it's time to work! It's a pleasure to work with the smell of cooled urine. I know that some of you who have a kink for watersports don't like the smell when the urine is cold. That's not the case for me. I've always had a strange sense of smell. I like the smell of piss, of shit too (even though it bothers many scatophiles, but how do they do it?), but also of cold tobacco for example, even though I'm not a smoker. I should donate my body to science so that they can study the strange connections that must exist between my brain and my nose lol.

Gradually, the sun's rays fall on my back and warm me up. Gradually too, I feel my arse filling up. I don't feel like taking a shit yet, but I know it's going to want to come out of my anus this afternoon. I carry on working and then, just before my lunch break, I feel the need to pee again. I want to feel as disgusting as possible for my darling so, even though I don't feel like caressing myself right away, I get back in the shower to pee in my panties again. I can't help but run my hand down my trousers, against my panties, and then smell them. It smells wonderful.

In the early afternoon, my partner sends me a video of him pissing in the toilets at work with the caption 'your turn soon!' I replied, 'Yum, I'm thirsty!' In the afternoon my boss calls me. If only she knew that at this very moment I'm wearing trousers that stink of cold urine :p I've already had this kind of discussion with my colleagues about our worst teleworking outfits. I don't dare say what mine really is haha.

Shortly after her call, I start to feel my shit wanting to come out. I push voluntarily, until I feel it at the edge of my anus, then contract my muscles to make my shit rise slightly. All the while I'm pretending more and more that I'm working, because I'm simply becoming incapable of concentrating on anything other than what's going on inside my buttocks. I switch from one tab to another without knowing where I'm going, I read the same few lines of an email three times without having retained anything. Suddenly, as I continue to enjoy contracting and relaxing my anus, I feel a piece of shit come out and cover the area around my anus against my knickers. A nice warm feeling. That's what happens when you play with fire too much! Now I'm faced with a dilemma. Should I try and save the rest of my shit for my boyfriend who's arriving later, but I'm not sure I can? Or take it all out now and enjoy it? While I wait for an answer, I move my pelvis mechanically to feel the piece of shit stuck between them and my soiled panties.

I send a message to my partner, who's waiting for the train at the station: 'I want to shit... now!' A few seconds later, I receive his reply: 'If you shit now, you know what's waiting for you tonight...'. He should never have said that! He knows that my little brat side is always keen to put its finger in the fire. With this message, I take it that he's allowing me to shit now and that he'll enjoy punishing me later. As I continue to move my pelvis, as if I were in an amazon position, I push to get my shit out. But it doesn't come out, I'm forced to stop moving to really relax and shit. But that's it. It's coming out. I can feel my hot shit finding its way between my buttocks, my panties and then my pyjamas. Yes, it's spilling out quite a bit. Immediately after letting go, I resume my pelvic movement on my seat. I can't help it. But I can't take it any more. I grabbed my towel (which was practically untouched until then!) and laid it lengthways on my sofa, then sat down on it to make myself more comfortable than on my seat.

I plunge my hand into my knickers on the arse side and spread it against my buttocks, then take a big piece that's hard enough to pull out and feel. When I feel it, I get shivers of excitement. This happens to me when I haven't played for a while and my whole body can't think of anything else. After a good sniff of my shit, I put my hand back in my panties, but this time on the front, then stroke myself, slowly at first, but very quickly quite frantically, with a piece of shit stuck to my hand. I come quickly. I'm hot, terribly hot. My heart is beating so fast it almost scares me. But it's also a terribly powerful and pleasurable sensation. I'm off to clean my hand in the shower. However, I decide to keep everything in my panties and pyjamas. I try to stay as still as possible while waiting for my partner, because as I walk, bits of shit fall out of my pyjamas. I feel like Hop o' My Thumb putting its little turds behind it so it doesn't get lost haha. But I still have to pick them up to avoid stepping on them. I put them on a plate. It's a long wait, so I keep myself busy by baking a banana cake.

Finally, the doorbell rings. I open the door. He takes me in his arms and we kiss, but just as he's about to put his hand on my bottom, he pushes me away and says 'Aah! You've really been naughty then! You've got shit all over your bottom, it's disgusting!' I look at him like Puss in Boots and explain that it's been too hard to hold back and that I thought it'd be better to keep it with me rather than waste it by taking a shit in the toilet. Clearly, my argument wasn't a bad one because, without saying a word, he took off his things and came back against me. He kisses me on the neck (he knows that's my weak spot, that with kisses on the neck I can get off to a fast start), then undresses me. He doesn't even seem surprised to see me naked under my jacket. He continues kissing down my chest, then briefly sucks on my nipples. I want to be more comfortable, so I say 'come' and point to the bed in my room, but he says 'wait'. He squats down, then slowly pulls down my pyjama trousers. It's a good thing he does it slowly as there are several bits of shit in them that would have fallen out otherwise. He then moves his face up my thighs to my filthy panties, to feel and touch them. He says, 'Get in the shower'. He's always pretending he's not happy with me, so I don't dare contradict him, otherwise I know I'm in trouble. I feel so small and weak next to him (1m62 and 50kg compared to 1M85 and 85kg).

So I get into the shower. I'm about to sit down, but he says 'no, no, take off your panties first'. I obey, and hand him my disgusting panties with the sad look of a child who's been caught red-handed. He takes my panties and places them on his head, the part covering my buttocks on his face. He presses down to grab a piece of my shit with his teeth, then chews as he masturbates. I want to get closer to him to suck him off but he rejects me a little sharply and says 'wait'. So I stand there in front of him, sitting in the shower, while he continues to suck my shit. I think I hear an 'oooh that's so good, my bitch'. Then it comes out. A long, hot stream that he's kept for me the whole way. I open my mouth wide to swallow as much as I can, but I get most of his piss on my face and upper body. I still manage to swallow two good mouthfuls, which immediately turns me on, along with the vision of my man revelling in my shit. This time I can go suck his dick. How good his cock feels just after he's pissed. He pushes me lightly against his cock, but not too hard as he knows I'm not a fan of deepthroats, then he presses down on me to get me up and says 'get in the bed'.

First I pick up the towel again and put it on the bed, then I sit down on it. Little bits of shit are clinging to my pubic hair, and I can feel that I've still got big chunks of shit stuck to my bottom. He tells me to lie flat on my stomach, then lifts my pelvis with his strong hand. Finally, I feel his tongue lick the shit stuck to my anus, then his hand spread the shit against my anus and buttocks. I can feel by the slight vibrations that he's masturbating with his other hand. Finally, he takes me, his cock in my pussy, while I now have all my buttocks covered in poo. A few pleasurable comings and goings. Our bodies were missing each other and longing for each other. The pace quickened, then slowed, and I made long movements in my pelvis to feel him against me. He pulls out of me and turns his cock brown, masturbating with his hand full of shit, while I lie on my back. He takes me again, his body heavy against me.

I hadn't been paying attention, he'd taken my disgusting pyjamas with him, to the edge of the bed. He takes a big piece of shit out of his hand and presses it against my face. I feel humiliated, it's terrible. But I can't help liking it, liking the feel of the shit on my face, against my nostrils, at the edge of my lips. As he continues to fuck me, he grabs another piece and this time puts it in his mouth. I can hear him moaning like a pig. Then he slows down and bends down to kiss me. My face is full of shit, his mouth is full of it, and we kiss passionately. Like it was our first kiss. The sight of the two of us shovelling shit into each other's mouths and playing with each other's tongues gives me an immediate high. I'm on the verge of orgasm. He must be feeling it, with my ragged breathing.

He could have let me come, but no. He still wants to punish me. So he stops, suddenly becomes tender with me, strokes my cheeks with his shitty hands. Between two deep breaths I say 'not the hair'. He gets up on the edge of the bed and says 'suck me'. I can see his light brown cock, wide and erect. It's so beautiful like that. I don't wait long, squat down next to him and suck him gently while I'm feeling terribly frustrated. A few minutes of silence, where time seems to have stopped. Then he presses down on my head to signal me to speed up. I obey. Finally, he pushes my head back slightly and ends up masturbating and then cumming on my face. I fumble with my fingers to feel his sticky liquid against my light layer of shit. I pretend to put some in my mouth and swallow. Did I really swallow a bit of shit? Only I know ;)

You're such a slut, he laughs.

You're the slut!

Well, that's true.

Seriously, you're a pain in the arse! You don't even make me come! Asshole!

Now we're off together to the shower. Under the hot water, he makes up for it by caressing me until I come. A nice little pleasure after all that disgusting stuff. That's the key to a successful sex life: you have to know how to vary your pleasures.

I love Fridays.

PS: the pyjamas ended up in the bin, they were just too disgusting. I just hope my neighbours don't smell anything suspicious...