scatsy

I’ll never forget the first time I recorded myself pooping.

It was a hot summer day and a kinky boy I was dating long-distance told me he wanted to see me push out some turds.

The type of relationship we had was pretty s/m-oriented so I wanted to heed to his instructions.

However, it being my first time, I was nervous. How would I set this up? What if I got the angle wrong?

I really wanted to fulfill this task, and to fulfill it well.

When nature finally called, I found myself squatting slightly above the toilet with my phone awkwardly positioned in one hand while trying to get the best view possible of my pretty little puckered hole.

At this point, my bowels were bursting and with my ass centered on my screen, gravity did its job; the sound hit me before the smell—a subtle crackling which turned into a slithering noise, followed by a sharp earthy stench: the unmistakable smell of human shit.

My load was solid, smooth, and thick. It was so beautiful and quite apparent that my digestive tract definitely not lacking.

In the bowl, it coiled up like a sleeping snake, a stark difference from what it had looked like coming out of me.

The camera showed me that my asshole was quite clean but I decided to wipe anyway, and to show the camera my findings. Turns out there was some residue after all!

After wiping, I blew the camera a kiss with both my ass and mouth.

My beau absolutely loved it and from there I became hooked on scat!