Mom And Son s Quickie in Supermarket Toilets
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They sat across from one another in the science lesson, taking risky glances and smiling at each other. Ant sat leaning against the empty table behind him as he ran his eyes over Zoey’s legs and body and up to her pouting lips, big green eyes and long blonde and brown hair, tied back into a pony tail. She could see him out of the corner of her eye, and smiled on the inside. Her boyfriend was sat next to her, holding her had under the table. Ant and Zoey had been having an affair, only they...
EroticLooking for hidden toilet cams at CzechToilets? Well, I was out to lunch the other day and filled my cup with Mountain Dew from the fountain. It made me think about girls sitting on the toilet, letting a stream of bright yellow fluid flow from their fleshy piss-dispensers. I went to the local spy shop and bought some voyeur cameras, but then I got cold feet about installing them. I loaded up CzechToilets.com instead.Sure, the premium pee site costs a few bucks a month, but it saves you the...
Premium Scat & Piss PornWheer I grew up in the North of England there wer many small villages with local toilets.Only much later in life did I realise how many sexy panty wearing dirty minded wonderful people are out there,I wish I had met more of them then, this is dedicated to all of them.When I was younger in the late seventies I was perpetually horny ( suppose I still am )At one stage I was in between girlfriends and I started realising that public toilets were a very good place for sex , I had been to a couple...
Hello all, I am back with . I am posting this story on behalf of Deepti. It’s a real incident. I am Deepti. I was born and bought up in Mumbai. My father is an auto driver, and we used to stay in an underprivileged area called Dharavi. I used to live in a small house with one kitchen and a living room. Me, my elder sister, brother, mom, and dad used to live in that house. Honestly, we don’t have any privacy in that house. I easily come to know if my dad makes love with my mom. I spotted them...
Bob had told me about the bus station toilets that 'The Sucker' sometimes frequented, and it took only a little effort to prise out further details from him. This place wasn't exactly local, but it wasn't a million miles away either, in fact, only15 minutes by car. "Be careful though" said Bob, "there's an attendant that watches the place. If I see him around, I either don't go in or I walk straight out. There's usually quite a bit of trade to be had though, so it's definitely worth it".I...
Maybe it was how free the boy was with the boisterous crowd on Saturday afternoon in the Bamberg, Germany, beerhall, with him touching them and they touching him and patting his bottom as he passed. Despite the close quarters and the hands-on flirting, the boy was managing to swing up to six full beer steins in his hands without losing a drop of lager. The array of steins looked almost as big as he did in his short-legged leather lederhosen despite it being in the middle of December. He looked...
“Fun Center? Looks more like the fart center,” Lindsay didn’t look impressed by the two small buildings pressed close together at the edge of the property that Eddie introduced as the Fun Center. The twin buildings did seem very plain almost like warehouses next to each other compared to the much more ostentatious parts of Sunny Manor. There was a fenced in garden on one side and what appeared to be a third smaller unmarked building down an alleyway. “We built this as a phase two for Sunny...
It was that time of the year when had to visit mums old school friends.. As they lived far away i would go with her for the journey to make sure she was ok.We set out early saturday morning, the sun was shinning i was in my flip flops shorts and t shirt, was feeling fresh and ready for the long boring journey.Mum came down wearing a plain red t shirt and a skirt. Was a good look, nice tight top showing off her big busty boobs and tanned legs.Let the journey begin she said!! We was going to take...
When I was around fifteen with my hormones raging. I used to go to a little newsagents in town and buy a top shelf porn mag off the old boy who owned it he'd put it in a paper bag for me. I'd walk out the shop already getting a hard on and rush to the local public toilets near the bus station.Once there I'd find a cubicle take down trousers and pants take the magazine out (normally fiesta , or escort readers wives ) and wank myself over the gorgeous amateur women in the magazine's. I'd shoot my...
Hi, this is Arjun. Thank u for the amazing response on my first one on Sonam. This one is about a horny young housewife in Hyderabad. I went to Hyderabad last month for a friend’s wedding. As the wedding was the next day and none of my other friends would check-in till evening, I wanted to explore the city. I rented a self-drive SUV and hit the road. I was tasked with buying a gift for the wedding, so I went to the closest gift store using google maps. I finished with it quickly and as I was...
Flea market funOne warm summer Saturday Catie and I were driving around doing our shopping, and we decided to stop in at one of the indoor flea markets in the city. We hadn't been to one in a while, so we stopped and began wandering the aisles and browsing through the various booths. Quebec flea markets have a few unique features - they offer a mix of cheap imported goods like knock-off sunglasses and perfumes, cheap imported t-shirts, jeans and housewares. They also have 2 very particular...
Chapter 2 – The Market Author’s note: This is the much-delayed second chapter in a series. While it stands by itself, be sure to also read the first chapter in this story – ‘A&G Ch. 01: The Cottage.’ ——————————————————————— Gabriella slipped out of the castle before the first light of dawn. Her plan had been to leave very early in the morning before even the servants woke. The king and queen were notorious for enjoying a day or two alone together. Since the army’s safe return from battle,...
Dear diary, Yeah, yeah – I know, diaries are for girls and sissies, but hell if I care because I just needed to tell someone and it’s not really something that I can tell anyone being a bit sensitive in nature. So, today I was standing with my coffee stand at the market as I normally do – it was a bit slow and not many customers, just a few early bird tourists. I was in a bad mood – I had an argument with the old lady last night and it kind of spilled into the morning, so the last couples of...
The Meat Market By Boredsitting "Welcome to The Meat Market, boys! We promise to serve you hungry gents only the finest meat around. Satisfaction guaranteed!" The overweight pig of a man shouts at those of us entering from above dressed in a traditional butcher outfit befitting some horror movie waving around a cleaver like it's a director's wand. Whatever skin that is exposed from around the blood-stained apron is coated in dark, course body hair. Above him flashes a gigantic,...
It was early Sunday Morning , when I had decided to go for a drive into the Lakes , typically soon after setting off I needed the toilets , as luck would have it there was a small village with a car park and toilets not too far off , so quickly stopping I went in , surprisingly as it was quite early there was someone stood at the urinals , I quickly unzipped and relieved my acing bladder , as I peed for quite a long time , I sensed the other person was not actually peeing but just stood there ,...
Preamble : Removal Men Preamble : Removal Men Rebecca Hales was tired. It had been a long flight. She dragged her trolley bag through the front door of the flat she shared with her boyfriend. ?Larry?? she called, not really expecting him to be there. No reply. Then she saw the note on the hall table. ?Hi Hun, welcome back,? it said. ?I?m up in town tonight. Call me tomorrow when you get back, we?ll do lunch if you?re not too tired.? She looked at her watch. Half past nine. Time enough...
I got back to the London offices the following day. A comfortable flight had made it easier but I was still suffering from jet lag. Still I doubted that I was feeling as rough as the packages that had been in the hold. Freddie gave me a call and suggested a meeting. He wanted an update on progress. I was happy that I had some ideas after my various trips. We agreed to meet in the board room the following afternoon. Clegg arrived on time, looking in as good humour as he usually was....
I've never really cared much about what society says is legal. If it's profitable, I'm down. Don't get me wrong, I have rules and scruples. I'm just a completely dedicated capitalist. If people want it, I'll try to find it and sell it to them. I don't sell people. I don't kill people for money, I'm rarely violent unless someone else is, and I don't steal from people that don't steal from me. I sell i*****l things, all sorts of things. I'm not averse to selling people pharmaceuticals if they...
My wife was visiting her boyfriend in Germany and this is a story she told me.Almost every day on her visit, she would put on her skirt, or dress, as her boyfriend requested, and they would walk to the local market to get fresh food for dinner. Every day, they would walk through a pedestrian tunnel, that went under a main road. This tunnel was dimly lit, and at about the half way point, there was a little nook. She told me almost every time they went through there, someone was in that nook,...
Hi ISS readers !! Thank you for the response you gave me for my last story. I am back for you again with my latest experience once again for you. I hope you enjoy this story as well and won’t forget to provide your feedback @ Now coming to the story, in the month of January I got to know about a new born’s family function that is going to occur in the coming weekend and as usually happens in all the families, a cious originated as what to gift for the same. As it got sorted, I was being given...
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Harry had a good laugh about my encounter with Kelly. I'd been a bit suspicious that it was a put up job but he assured me it wasn't. She was just one of the possibles that they'd had on a target list a while back. When they decided she didn't fit the customer profile they left her office on the list for possible training exercises. He seemed convincing enough about it. I didn't mind either way, it had been fun. I bumped into Freddie outside of his office. "Well," he said, "at least...
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Georgette and Ted had been to this flea market many times before. They loved to relax on a Saturday morning strolling through the aisles and aisles of junk looking for rare treasures. Ted had found some nice tools and a couple of golf clubs (including an antique mashie which he had mounted and displayed in his office). Georgette had found some wonderful items for the house and yard. She especially loved and was quite good at haggling. She prided herself on getting a great price for whatever she...
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Market Research Part 2 This was a standard white envelope addressed to Ms. Andrew White. "Why is this continuing?", I thought. Every letter addressed "Ms" was another opportunity for my secret to be exposed. Resigned, I opened the letter and read. Dear Ms. Andrew White, We hope you are enjoying your Sheer Energy pantyhose. We value our customers and their feedback and hope you will fill out the questionnaire included with this letter. Feedback from customers like yourself...
Market day....a day filled with visual stimulant and an abundance of flesh.The city usually hosts a market day at the park grounds on a monthly basis, the second Sunday of each month. I generally try to get to a couple of them a year, mainly because of the fresh produce on hand, and wall to wall skin......female skin.The town bus also runs a special day service just for the markets. In and out only once on the day, it leaves at a much earlier time of 6am sharp, returning after 6pm in the...
The following week I went back. It was the same day around the same time. The toilets were empty. There were a couple of cars in the car park but no one inside them. I felt like there was no one there. I stepped inside it was quite dark and there was no sound. Looking across to the two toilet cubicles, I could see both doors open, no occupants. I stepped further in… Then I saw at one of the two urinals, a man standing seemingly urinating. He was fiftyish stocky with a beard, wearing casual...
I looked again at the photographs. I'd often fantasised about having Rebecca like that but somehow things had never worked out that way. I handed the photographs back to Clegg. "There's only one trouble with your suggestion though," I said as I pulled an envelop from my own jacket, took out the sheet of paper within and handed it to Clegg. He peered at it and read it out laughing, "Rebecca, I'm sorry. This will be a shock but there's no easy way to say it. I think we should end it....
Here I was just turned 16, I liked to dress in girl's clothes and was very curious about cock, no about sex. Oh, god yes! My hormones were driving me mad with the desire to not only dress up whenever I could but also to have sex. Anything I saw in newspapers or magazines about women, girls or with sexual meaning had my mind just a blur of indecent thoughts. This particular day I had been shopping and needed the toilet. The shop I was in didn't have any so there was only one thing to do - that...
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WELCOME Bart Carlson TO ESCAPE THE FLEA MARKET YOU WILL NEED: 8D6 [8 six sided or standard game dice] OR An on-line Dice Roller Something to keep stats on OBJECT: The Object is for you to get from your starting point through two areas of the flea market and out the back to the parking lot, with or without the friends you came with. RULES OF COMBAT At the start of the adventure you get 100 Stamina points and 50 Breath Points You Lose Stamina or Breath in...
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I found myself sitting on the floor in a large room one hanging light was directly above me shining down, My hands had been tied behind my back, my ankles had been tied together in front of me and a gag had been securely fastened over my mouth. Looking round the room was too dark for me to be able to see anything other than the small area being illuminated by the light above me, but sounds could clearly be heard of other people crying and whimpering the number of people here I couldn’t be clear...
Mai 21 yrs old, graduate student hu. Ek din jab mai ground se khel kr apne ghar ja rha tha tab maine ek aunty ko dekha. Maine unhe peeche se dekha, kya gaand thi unki mann toh kr rha tha ki unko peeche se pakad kr sadak pe hi choosne lgu. Unhone ek transparent black saree pehen rkhi thi aur unka blouse deep cut tha aur unki saree bhi low waist thi. Unka navel baalusaahi sweet ki trah gol tha mann kr rha tha ki unki kamar pakad kr unki navel ko choosta rahu. Jab maine unhe saamne se dekha tab...
The ringing phone interrupted her train of thought as she reached out and snatched the receiver off the hook. “Hello?” She wedged the phone into the crook of her neck, freeing her hands to once again dance over the keyboard of her laptop. “Hey, it’s me. I heard a rumor that you were thinking of making fried okra for the BBQ tomorrow. If it’s true I’ll email you a rockin’ recipe and worship you forever.” “Hmmm, that sounds like an offer I might...
Straight SexShe was driving through the open space, wondering whether she would make iton time. The speedometer of her sedan was showing about 50 mph on a two wayroad just off the highway. There was nothing but dust and dirt on each sideof the road. She was not used to this kind of a terrain. She was from EasternMassachusetts where one quickly gets used to seeing trees on one side of theroad, and the ocean on the other. Being in Texas or the first time of her lifereally was a great experience for her....
Dressing up can get very expensive... I usually go down to the local hood flea market to get some cheap slutty things to wear. One afternoon I went down there to grab a few items. I usually try to be discreet when I'm there. I wouldn't want anyone to notice what I was buying. How ashamed I would be if anyone saw me buying such slutty things. I always figured that if someone did catch me I would simply explain that the items were for my girlfriend. I had done this smoothly 2 or 3 times with no...
Dressing up can get very expensive... I usually go down to the local hood flea market to get some cheap slutty things to wear. One afternoon I went down there to grab a few items. I usually try to be discreet when I'm there. I wouldn't want anyone to notice what I was buying. How ashamed I would be if anyone saw me buying such slutty things. I always figured that if someone did catch me I would simply explain that the items were for my girlfriend. I had done this smoothly 2 or 3 times with no...
This is a true story that happened today (10/29/2020) while I went out to grab some stuff at the market. Luckily missing Hurricane Zeta, we're getting some clouds and winds, but I'm in the mood to grill...So with this whole COVID bullshit going on, and the whole mask-wearing stuff, the thing I miss is admiring the hot, pretty women (young and old) when I'm grabbing some stuff from the supermarket. I see short and skirts and dresses, and I admire their legs (if they're sexy). I then work my gaze...
Sukanya was very angry at me for demanding money for sex I did with her customers. She had vowed to screw me even more. She continued making me sleep with random women for which she got money. Finally, on a Sunday morning, she woke me up and said, “You will get your freedom from Sukanya Devi today. But you will have to earn your freedom. Take these pills and get ready to be fucked the whole day.” Sukanya gave me lots of pills to boost my stamina. My dick instantly rose like a flag pole. I...
It is the evening, and we're in an african bar with my girlfriend. She is holding me close, but suddenly, she says she has to go take a big shit. She says that her ass is full of shit. And she makes a suggestive carress between her ass cheeks and pouts. She says that it hurts, and that her anus is calling.As she goes, a black man who has heard our conversation follows her and he can barely walk, cause he has a big erection in his pants. She is in the toilet, she takes down her pants and panties...
Superintendent Fred Bates was chairing a meeting of his senior officers. "I am getting flack from above because of the amount of stolen and smuggled food that is finding its way on to the black market in the London area. We have had several warehouses blitzed recently and it seems that they are managing to get in and out quite quickly with a large amount of rationed goods." PC Fay Tonks an attractive slim blonde sat at his right hand was the daughter of one of the Deputy Commissioners at...
I had taken my wife and our son to a shopping retail park about twenty minutes out of our town. We’d been shopping around fifteen minutes when the time was right he needed to start trying some clothes on, as my son disappeared into the fitting room with my wife in tow I sat on a chair outside, next to an older lady who was waiting for her husband.As we chatted away about this and that I learned that she was 68, her husband was 76 and they were both retired. She wasn’t bad for her age, a little...
I hated to admit it but Freddie was right. There wasn't much else I could do after I had put the flat back together again so I went in to the office as usual. I reckoned the kidnappers would find me if they had something to say. I tried to do some work on the Glennis request. I'm not a big fan of desk research, it's pretty dull to start with, but sometimes it's the only way to find out what you need to know. Normally I do this stuff to analyse markets; this time it was to look for a...
Introduction: A white woman finds out what its like to be dominated by a black man I seen him in the market as I do every time he is there getting a quick bite to eat on his lunch break. I always make sure to do the shopping around the time he comes in to sit in the cafe to eat his lunch. His strong black body looks like it will rip through the business suit he is wearing. This time he catches me watching him. He smiles at me and rubs his hand on his thick cock so I can see how big it is...
Authors note: This story is different than any of my other stories or series. Although almost all of my stories contain some element(s) of an actual event in my earlier life, this story is completely true except for the names of the characters. As they used to say on the old TV series, Dragnet, the names have been changed to protect the innocent. These events took place in the early 1970s. It all started on an unseasonably hot Saturday morning in June at the Houston Flea Market. I traveled to...
So there I was, standing naked in a long line of women, naked and vulnerable, awaiting my fate as determined by the two men before me. I suppose I should tell you about myself before I get into how this whole situation began. My name is Elizabeth, but I have a feeling it'll be a long time before I'm called that again, if ever. I'm a brunette with hair down to my neck, 5' 6", and breasts that aren't that huge but look firm on my petite body. I turned 19 a week ago. My small size has always made...
BDSMA good friend of ours in the US told us that there would be a Slave Market Auction coming up in Southern Texas & that it was going to be a Fund Raising night for a Male Dom that had come down with Cancer.We have never attended a Slave Market Auction before, both my slaves & I were talking about this when diana asked if we could go, as it sounded like it would be a good event & for a good cause. alice said she had gone on line & read about real slave auctions, but didn't want to...
Dosto main Rohan aaj apni life ke ek chhote se par bahot hi mast sex ki kahani aap sab ke liye le kar aaya hoon. Ye sex main apne school me mere sath padhne wali ek ladki Nidhi ke sath kiya tha. Ye sab kese aur kab hua, aaj main aapko is kahani me wo sab batunga. Par usse pehle main aapko apne bare me bta doon. Mera naam Rohan hai, aur ek Punjab jawan gabru ladka hoon. Meri umar 18 saal hai, meri hight 5’6 inch hai. Main lamba chhoda aur hatta katta ek asli mard hoon. Mere school ki sari...
Hello dear randi bhabhiyo, chuddaakkad auntiyo aur chinaal bahno……Happy new year to all of u fucking lusty “chudasi haseenao”…..Jaisa ki aap sab jante hai ki mai lucknow shaher ka rehne wala hu aur lucknow tehzeeb aur nawabo ka shaher hai…To mai chudai ki khaniya(aap-beeti) dhamakedaar likhunga lekin tehzeeb k sath……To lund ki pyasi haseenao kaisa rha nya saal…Agar tagde lund ki kami mehsoosh ho rahi ho to email me my mail id : kasam shikayat ka mauka nahi dunga gaand faad ke gadar macha...
This is the story I was in Hyderabad, the days of call center just started, newly married, and me and my wife went to vegetable market in near Miyapur Hyderabad. This market happens to be on very Tuesday and the local farmers from far and wide sell their produce. And as usual this place was crowded, with lot of IT employees and construction workers, jostling for space and bargaining. As the vegetable were sold on the open ground with just a cloth below it, there was a lot of dust and stamping...
Authors note: This story is different than any of my other stories or series. Although almost all of my stories contain some element(s) of an actual event in my earlier life, this story is completely true except for the names of the characters. As they used to say on the old TV series, Dragnet, the names have been changed to protect the innocent. These events took place in the early 1970s. It all started on an unseasonably hot Saturday morning in June at the Houston Flea Market. I traveled...
Straight SexWall Market was a strange place. Tifa stepped out of the chocobo carriage in front of Don Corneo’s palace, and gazed at the huge residence. As the carriage drove off, she turned around and looked on the town of Wall Market. It was a strange mix of glitz and garbage. There were fancy neon lights, strung lanterns, and shops and entertainment, but also multiple food stands, seeding shops, and trash littered all over the place. The pathways looked as if they had featured a hundred parades that have...
MY FRIEND FUCKED MY WOMAN IN THE MARKET PARKINGIn the last short story, I related the trip I made to São Paulo for work and Renan stayed at my house with Vanessa and getting her pregnant.It was Saturday morning, Vanessa and I had just had breakfast. I was just getting ready to go to work and she was going to the market. I finished getting ready, got my things and we left. I left her at the supermarket and went to work.Vanessa was in the checkout line when she saw Renan in the next row,...
Introduction Introduction Long before Freddie Clegg recruited Larry as his Marketing Manager (see ?Market Forces?) the Clegg organisation had another brush with the world of marketing professionals. This story was originally (?2003?) posted on the forum at The House of Abductor (since closed), hence the references to this and the Secret Society of Kidnappers in this story. The logo used on The House of Abductor web site is referred to in the story. It?s reproduced here as an...
Market Research "Confirm Order" I pressed the button on the computer screen. This was the early days of the internet when Amazon only sold books. America On-Line had online shopping for a small set of vendors. I had just ordered a pack of cotton Hanes women's panties. Just out of college and living alone for the first time, my thoughts were consumed with the idea of dressing like a woman. I was too ashamed to go into stores to purchase anything, but online no one had to know....
I gave Freddie an update on Rachel's progress. He seemed happy. I was wondering whether he was really worried about the outcome or whether he was just keen to see me getting fully involved. Whichever was the case, the threat of violent intervention appeared to have receded. Rachel was still completing the programme. I'd called Sarah into my office. She appeared, smartly dressed as always her clearly visible collar the only real indication of her slave status, exactly on time. "Good...