After a night of vivid dreams, you slowly open your eyes. An idea is growing in your mind, and while a bit hesitant, curiosity takes over. You stand up, and only dressed in your underwear you walk over to the kitchen. You take a coffee mug. With the coffee mug firmly held in your hands, you walk into the bathroom. Carefully you put the coffee mug on the bathroom floor. The rustle of your panties sliding down your legs, and you sit down on the toilet. The sensational feeling of releasing your morning urine, splashing sounds. You take lean over, holding your pee for a moment, and take the coffee mug. While you hold the coffee mug between your legs, you start to pee again. You feel some of your warm urine splashing against your thighs. You take a deep sniff to inhale the delicious scent of your morning pee. When you catch just enough of your pee into the coffee mug you put the coffee mug back onto the bathroom floor. While relaxing your body, you feel your anus opening, and hear your morning poop drop into the toilet with its distinctive splashing sound. The scent of your morning poop mixes with the scent of your morning pee. Your finger moves slowly over your pussy lips. Your finger moves lower, and feel the wet entrance, the urine feels slippery, silky. You move your fingers faster, more firmly. A moan escapes your mouth as your fingertip touches your clit. Mmmmm the feeling of your pee and smearing it over your clit. You arc your back, and push your pussy firmly against your fingers. The sensations of the smells around you, the feeling of your wet finger over your clit, your body squirms, the surroundings around you disappear as you orgasm builds, and getting lost in these overwhelming feelings of lust. A scream echo’s through the bathroom. Slowly your breath turns to normal, you lean back. Without even notching you stick your finger in your mouth and you taste the flavours of your pussy juices and your morning pee. After a short while of catching your breath, you stand up, and with your finger you touch your warm poop. The texture, the smell.. mmmmm you scope up a little bit, and mix it with the urine in your coffee mug. You take off your bra, and step into the shower. Your hands moving slowly but sensual over your body. The feeling of the warm water enveloping you feels amazing. After a while you turn off the shower, and dry yourself off. Naked you walk to your bedroom and start to dress up.
You smile in yourself. as you walk from the bathroom with your coffee mug to the kitchen. When you pour the coffee in your coffee mug, you see to your delight how the mixture of your morning pee and a little your morning shit mixes with the coffee. While wondering how it would taste, you hear the sound of the intercom. When you answer, you see the face of your best friend through the camera. You open the door, and after a few moments you give your great your best friend. While you walk both into your apartment, you ask with a polite voice: “Do you want to have some coffee?”. Your best friend answers with a polite nod. “Yes please”. You walk into the kitchen, and take a second mug, and pour in some coffee. You take a tray, and put the coffee mugs onto the tray, and walk over to the living room. You put both the tray on the table, and suddenly you remember you didn’t turn off the coffee making machine. When you come back, noticing your best friend took your mug from the tray. For a moment you want to point out that she has taken your mug. Out of politeness, and curiosity you finally decide to say nothing. With a faint smile around your lips you sit down. “How are you?” you look at your best friend. Her eyes lit up. “I’m fine. Just haven’t seen you in a while, and I was just in the neighbourhood, and thought it would be nice to visit you”. “It was a nice surprise for you to come and visit me”. With curiosity you see your friend slowly move the coffee mug to her lips. Then she takes a little sip. “Hmmm.. this tastes aa bit different.. a bit salty, but not too much. Do you put a bit salt into coffee.. or something else?”.
You feel your cheeks getting a bit warm, and with a slight blush on your face, you nod. “I don’t put salt in it.. It’s more that I put something.. of myself in it.”. The mysteries words seems to hang in the air of living room. “Like a secret recipe ?” You nod again. “Yes, it’s kind of a secret recipe. You take a sip of the warm coffee.”. “What are you doing now? Still working at that little company?”. “Yes, while the company has grown. It’s no longer a small company anymore”. You stand up. “I will be back in a few moments”. You walk over to the bathroom, but don’t lock the door behind you. You lift up your short dress, and when you sit down on the toilet, you hear your poop splash into the toilet beneath you. The short but warm feeling of your warm poop slide over your ass cheeks, before it falls down. You think about your friend drinking your coffee, with your shit and urine in it. Your finger slides between your legs. You can smell the scent of your poop beneath you in the toilet. While your fingers gentle brush over your pussy lips, you start to pee. A golden stream of your urine splashes into the toilet. Some of the drops splashes against your thighs, as you move your finger between your wet pussy lips. You feel the warm urine over your fingers. The silky feeling when your fingertips brush over your wet pussy lips. You lean back, arcing your back as your finger makes a circular motion over your clitoris. A moan escapes your lips. Just when you bring your fingers to your mouth, you see the bathroom door opens a bit.
The face of your best friend appears. While the tip of your tongue licks over your fingers, savouring the mix of your pussy juices and your pee. The eyes of your best friends open wide in shock, but you also see something different.. something that is more deeper. Your best friend gazes over you. She looks at your legs spread wide. Her eyes gazing over your naked shaved pussy glistering with pussy juices and pee. She smells the scent of your pee and excrements In the blink of an eye she sees the pee droplets dripping from your thighs, and your pussy. It’s a moment of seconds. She bows her head. “Sorry. I didn’t know that you..” She steps back and closes the door behind her. You still feel her eyes, her burning gaze on your pussy. Your fingers slowly moving up and down over your pussy lips. The taste of your own pee on your tongue. While your orgasm still builds inside you, you move your finger over your pussy, lower, and you feel with your finger over your asshole. Slowly you let your fingertip slide inside your ass.. you feel the slippery remains of your morning poop. You move your finger faster. Then you remove your finger, and bring it slowly to your mouth, you stick your tongue out, and with the tip of your tongue you lick your finger. You closes your eyes, while you rub your pussy with your other hand, bringing yourself for a second time to an intense orgasm, no longer caring if your best friend can hear you cum hard.
After catching your breath you stand up from the toilet. You pull up your panties without cleaning your ass, or drying your pussy. You feel the crotch of your panties getting wet. And when you walk over to the sink to wash your hands, you feel the remains of your poop on your ass between your buttocks. It feels sticky, and yet slippery. Warm water pours over your hands. The smell of soap. You take a deep breath, and after drying off your hands, you step out of the bathroom, into the living room.
You sit down in your chair. Your best friend looks up shyly. “I.. I think it’s better if I go”. You give her a friendly smile. “Of course”. A shy faint smile appears on your friend’s lips. She stands up, but hesitates. For a moment it looks like she wants to stay something. She looks at you. With a strange look in her eyes. But then she walks towards the door. “Hope to see you soon again”. Without looking back, she walks away. You close the door. While you walk back to the living room, and sit down, you think about what you saw in her eyes. It was difficult to put a finger on. But there was something more. You take a sip of your coffee. And think back at what happened in the bathroom, replaying the whole scene back in your mind. Registering every detail. Her subtle movements when she was looking. The unmistakable desire in her eyes. The movement of her lips. Her nozzles widening when she took in the smells. The slight arcing of her back, just before she closes the door. It happened just in a brief moment. You lean back in your chair with a faint smile on your lips, as you think back over the comment she made over the taste of the coffee.
Deep in thoughts, she crosses the street, more on autopilot than being aware what is happening around her. She sits down at the bus stop. People walking by, without noticing. Suddenly she hears the familiar sounds of the doors of the bus opening. She steps in, and find a seat near one of the windows. What she saw replays vividly in her mind. Suddenly she is aware she’s making soft noises. She looks discretely around, but nobody noticed it. Just a few bus stops to go. She sighs. She pushes the button, and the sign comes on. She steps out of the bus, into the busy street. While she feels a soft breeze over her face, she steps into the building, and a few moments later she closes the door of the apartment behind her. She walks over to the kitchen, and makes herself a cup of tea. After a few sips, she stands up as if she made up her mind. She walks over to the bathroom, into the shower area. She lifts up her short dress. And without any hesitation she releases a power stream of urine as she start to pee. She feels how the fabric of her panties are getting wet. The warm feeling of her pee cascading down her legs. With one hand she holds up her dress, while her other hand touches the wet fabric of her panties. The feeling of the wet warm fabric against her pussy is overwhelming. Her finger moves more firmly over the fabric. She leans in against the wall behind her. Her breath is going faster, her body moves uncontrollably. Her finger finds her clit through the wet fabric of her panties. While she feels her warm urine cascade down her legs, the fabric of the stockings around her feed getting wet by the puddle of her pee on the floor, her scream echo’s through the bathroom as her orgasm hits her hard. Slowly she lowers her self onto the floor, as her body still trembles from her orgasm. She smells her fingers, she feels her arousal grow again. Slowly she comes down from her orgasm. She stands up, takes off her wet panties, and throws it into onto the pile of dirty clothes, waiting to be washed. She takes off her dress next, and steps into the shower area. She turns on the shower.. while she feels the warm water cascading down her body, she squats down. Slowly she start to poop onto the bathroom floor. She watches how the streams of water flushes some of her shit away. She stands up, and she places one of her feet firmly in the pile of her own shit. She feels how her warm poop squeezes between her toes. While she feels her warm sticky poop beneath her feet and between her toes, she insert two fingers into her pussy, and starts to finger her pussy fast, her fingers moving in and out her pussy, her moans echoing through the bathroom. Her fingers moving faster deep inside her pussy, tills she cums hard, squirting her pussy juices into the shower area. She finishes her shower. When she finally she turns off the shower, she dries herself off. She puts on some easy clothes. And when she finally goes to bed, she sinks into vivid dreams.