Last weekend my boyfriend, who's also into scat, came to see me. I'm usually more of a morning person (around 10-11am) but this Saturday when I woke up I didn't feel the usual pressure. I told him it probably wouldn't happen, and I was right. So we spent the whole day together, eating vegan burgers and strolling around town like lovers in the beautiful sunshine. It was only when we got home, at around 6pm, that I started to feel it.
But we preferred to have our meal beforehand to leave ourselves the whole evening alone afterwards. Besides, if we waited that long, it would come out on its own. Which is better, especially as he prefers me to shit in his mouth and I'm always a bit reluctant to do it (I'll get round to it, but it takes me longer than if I have to shit on the floor, for example. It's amazing how our mind influences our whole body).
Well, while we were eating our meal, we were having trouble containing ourselves already lol. He kept kissing me and I kept stroking his crotch (we eat side by side). But anyway, we finished our plates and as soon as we'd put everything away, we headed for the bathroom. We got naked, I put on some music to relax me, he lay down and started to lick my anus, but I asked him to stop because I feel like it's blocking me more.