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First time gay public toilet This is a true story.I won’t be giving my age out here but I was young when this happened to me, I’ve never found men attractive and I still dont but I always wondered what it would be like to touch, wank and suck a cock, but I really didn’t know where to find it. I wasn’t able to go to the usual places to get what I wanted, bars, night clubs and the like so really I had to think outside of the box!Not far from where I lived there was a industrial estate with a...
It was a warm Saturday afternoon and i had decided to get out and get some air and to clear my head after the long week at work.I headed out and drove along the coast taking in the scenary and just enjoying the sunshine.It was about 3 ish in the afternoon when whilst driving i needed to take a piss and found a public toilet on the coast road, i pulled in and went inside,it was your typical public toilet a little the smell of stale urine floating about everywhere,i found the urinal and unzipped...
ok so i was in my teens and id always wanked about sucking a cock or being fucked by a man ....usually on the way back from college i would stop in the public toilets by the bus station and read the gay graffiti on the walls and have a wank ,this particular day i had a pair of earphones on busily minding my own business in the cubicle when a whistle caught my attention ...i turned round to see an old man maybe 65 leaning over the cubicle gesturing me to come over ,mycock was so hard and the...
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...
I grew up in Preston, on the outskirts of Manchester, this small town was quite unassuming. People went about their daily lives in the normal way. The town centre had about fifty shops, and the High Street was always quite busy, not like it is today. On the back of the High Street was a very small and very dated public ‘swimming baths’, and next to this old building was a set of similarly aged public toilets.The location was super. The swimming baths car park was often used by people letting...
The Public Toilet Orgy. Part 1.The year was coming to an end and the office Christmas party was all arranged by Sharon. She decided to really splash out this year as the company had a good turnover.Being the boss of a dress designing company and now owning three stores gave her a staff of mainly women. She only had two men on her books that were in charge of deliveries. They went to last year’s party and decided never to go again because some of the women got a bit too flirty with them once...
it was the weekend and i decided to go to canvey island where i grew up.first place i wanted to visit was the seafront where i used to hang out.i walked the sea wall for a bit until id reminised enough.the sun was going down and i needed a wee.i walked into the nearest pubics toilets,the smell of damp hit my nose .it was dimly lit.as i passed some of the cubicles i notice graffiti on the walls.how i love to read graffiti on toilet walls.i entered the middle cubicle,shut the door and started to...
It was late one summer night and I’d spent the last six hours or so slowly edging myself and jerking off to progressively more degenerate porn. The entire time, I fantasied about being the girls and guys lucky enough to have cocks rammed deep down their throats and up their asses, forced into submission, and made to lick up every drop of cum that shot their way.Finally, I had had enough. I’d always wanted to suck a complete stranger’s cock in a public toilet. Something about the setting just...
As you guys may or may not know there is nothing better for me than to get my ass filled with hard cock. From time to time I meet sluts like me that like to get their asses filled as well. One such slut I knew has fucked me a few times on the promise that I would return the favour and fuck him. Well I decided to return the favour last week and took him to a public toilet as this is a turn on for us both as the risk of getting caught always turns us both on. Well we got to the toilet, which was...
It’s a warm summer’s day and Poppy is out walking in the park wearing a vest and a short skirt.The heat is making her horny and decides to cool off by splashing some water on her in the public toilet.The Women’s is closed so she goes in to the Men’s instead.She walks in the door and sees a Man pissing in the urinal and thinks about having some fun.“You shouldn’t be in here little Girl” says the Man.“Sorry” says Poppy “I didn’t know this was the little Boy’s room”“Little Boy’s?” says the Man...
One day i was jogging and i needed to pee. There was a public toilet nearby, i went there. It was totally empty and no one was there. I usually am shy so if i want to pee i go inside the stalls but since no one was there i decided to pee in the urinals. I went to a urinal and pulled down my shorts. I held my tiny penis and started peeing, just as i started someone came inside. He was a tall rugged man, with a long moustache. There were alot of urinals free but he stood next to me. He unzipped...
I had been sitting there for about 20 minutes, an overgrown tree giving some shade to the bench for me, the watcher. Two guys had already walked into the toilets, one was not too bad, but I stayed where I was. It might have been the mother and daughter walking past and then stopping, as if she was waiting to see if I was really a runner taking a break; or a cock hungry slut waiting for a fill.My shaded park bench just at the corner of the car park, lake and cruising zone began to busy up with...
Wheer 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...
It’s been a bad couple of weeks I’ve been working long hours and I really needed some stress release. When I first moved to Sydney I used to go to a toilet block used as local beat. Normally now I go to Arrows a local sex club as “Toni”. But I was so tired that I couldn’t be bothered putting on the all the make up, clothes etc. I drove down to the beat about 9pm and parked 50 meters away with a good view of the entrance. While I was waiting I slowly started to play with my cock hoping that...
Having given up on trying to look alert and attentive, I dully watched my English teacher's mouth move, although didn't actually take in anything that she was saying. It was something about poetic techniques I think. It was weird at first having my older sister for an English teacher. It always felt awkward and weird having to call her, "Miss Sommers" and when I did, people in my class always giggled, and so I tried not to talk too often in English class. Most of the time I got lucky and didn't...
They waited and listened and heard the heavy breathing of someone about to cum. Sharon whispered, “Someone is having sex out there. I wonder if she’s fucking a man. Kat smiled and said, “If we can hear them fucking then they heard us.”Then they heard, “Fuck Beth, finger me, quickly, hurry please, I’m going to fucking cum.Across from the cubical was a large vanity and basin with a woman sitting on the edge of it while another woman was on her knees eating her out. You could hear her lapping at...
Sex in public. Sex in toilets. Sex in public toilets....Oh yes, the thrill of the unknown, the heart-pounding expectation that any moment, a horny fucker with a full ball sack, a filthy attitude and a tasty cock would come into the toilets and start the game...I used to live for such sexual encounters, but now, most convenience are closed - I miss it so much! It was instant, exciting, unpredictable, dangerous, anonymous, fulfilling and ultimately, ticked all my boxes sex-wise.I'm looking at...
The Public Toilet Orgy Part 4.Kat quickly moved forward when she heard the trickle of pee leaving Sue’s cunt and forced her hand down between Sue’s legs.“Fuck off Kat you filthy bitch.” Kat put her hand to her throat and pinned Sue back and said in a serious voice, “You fucking piss on my hand or I’ll rip that fucking top of yours to shreds and then bite you’re fucking nipples off. So start piss girl.”Sue had hold of her hand and looked her in the eye and said, “I’m not a lesbian and...
Carrie was on the floor and Pam was on top of her in a 69 position. They were sucking the shit out of each other and quietly moaning as they hurried to bring each other off. Wendy smiled and knew that they must have seen them fucking and got turned on with the show. Wendy yelled out, “Go go for it girls,” as she stood with Kat watching.Pam looked up with her face covered in cunt juice and said in a begging voice, “Come here and lick my asshole,” and then went back to Carrie’s cunt.Wendy looked...
I was really horny about 2 weeks ago and went to a club for some cock action. I was in a club (which shall remain nameless) and very drunk, I got talking to a guy called Clive. He was also very drunk and offered to buy me a drink so we both had two double vodkas . At this point my head was spinning but I was feeling horny as fuck. Clive told me he was going to the toilet and whether I wanted to join him. I was tentative , but finally agreed and followed him through the back into the gents....
She was excited to hear from me and asked for us to have a phone call. Turns out we’ve taken similar approaches to staying safe. Both of us have committed to only being around a small pod of people in the past year. We agreed that we want to get together, and that it should be safe given how careful we’ve been (she later let me know that early on she’d tested positive for antibodies). But she was about to go on a week long vacation with another slave, so we’d have to wait. She did say, “When...
“I enjoyed being your toilet,” I said, and she immediately understood, including the part I wasn’t saying out loud. We had met a couple of months before, when the first domme I’d ever frequented, a transgender woman who’d taken a liking to me, introduced me to her in the form of a session between the three of us. “She’s very strict,” I was warned, “I want you to represent me well.” Early on in the session, Goddess asked if I had been trained as a toilet, “golden showers only, of course.” I...
I'd heard about the cottage, but hadn't dared to venture. What if someone saw my car? What if someone saw me? What if someone knew me?Eventually I plucked up enough courage and drove to the car park near the toilets.I sat and waited and watched.There were two other cars in the car park. In the fading light they both appeared to have someone sat in the drivers seats. No one had entered the cottage and no one was moving.It was make your mind up time and if I didn't go in now I'd never pluck up...
Introduction: Sex in public with my wife. Two true stories. Couple of years old, but absolutely true. My wife loves taking chances. She likes the idea that someone might see her sucking or fucking me while in public. We have been on a few nude beaches and I have encouraged her to expose herself in different locations in our town, she is into it. While on vacation in Naples Florida a couple of years ago I took the chance to visit Sanibel Island with my wife as I had heard that there was a nude...
It was 1971, long before mobile phones and the internet. I was 16 and feeling horny most of the time. I new I liked looking at naked women and also looking at the size of other boys cocks. I didn't think I was gay or bi just curious.I had the usual stash of magazines that I wanked over most days. For some unknown reason I also got turned on by the fashions of the day, women in long skirts and rounded collar blouses with platform sole shoes and boots. As it was the seventies men's fashions were...
I was 21, far too young to be married but we had a 6 month old kid and I wanted to do the right thing. I’m slim 130 pound, white, small frame, good looking, blond with blue eyes. We rented an apartment and I worked in the parts dept of a local Truck dealer. I rode a bike to work and back, I left the small car we had for my wife in case she needed it with the baby. I rode home via a shortcut across a major highway, through a truck stop. It sold gas had a couple of stores and was a picnic...
Evaluation of a toilet slave By: slave matt425The Evaluation BeginsDay 1?Are you ready slave?? It was Friday afternoon, a few hours before dinner time. She and i had been sitting on the couch discussing this and that, catching about life as it had been far too long since our last meeting. Though it had been only been a few weeks, it felt as if a year had passed since i had last been blessed to see Her. ?Yes Mistress K? is all I replied, trying to hide my nervousness. This would be by far...
~~Julias~~ “Tonight, you’re going to communicate with a rat.” “Delightful.” Julias smirked down at his childe, and gave him a pat on the head, the sort he knew would infuriate his friend. “Don’t like rats?” “I think rats raised by humans are awesome creatures. Rats who grew up in a sewer? Not so much.” The two of them stepped out of the car, and Julias waved the driver off before turning to walk toward North Side. Dolareido was a city, a very large city, and that meant crows,...
Owned Toilet Slave slave matt425(Note: This is a sequel to ?Evaluation of a Toilet Slave?. For a background of the following story, the reader is encouraged to read ?Evaluation? first). Recollections It had been almost a year since my evaluation and subsequent approval as a contract toilet slave to Mistress K. During that time, a lot had changed. She and I had gone through several designs of a toilet slave bench and I had grown as a slave in terms of my ability to serve Her well and in my...
The Beginnings of True Pain, Pet, Toilet, and Sissy SlavesRodney’s StoryThe Pain SlutTold in POV of Mistress Ruri~-~He had always been an average guy. He hadn’t had many friends growing up only caring about his work. Not many girls would go out with me since He never really took time to get to know them well. He never had time to go out with friends or family since he was always working on a new book. But it doesn’t matter anymore. See, one day his life changed forever. He became a group...
Human toilet trainingTraining a toilet slave is in fact extremely difficult. It takes months and sometimes years to perfect for several reasons:1st and most obvious is taste and smell. It may take practice for your slave to adequately deal with the taste and smell of human excrement without gagging or throwing up.Your colon can serve your slave much more than his mouth can comfortably hold. In order for things to remain sanitary, you're slave will need to be able to swallow faster than it comes...
Hisssssssssssss......The sound emanating from above jolted me out of my sleep. I blinked my eyes, trying to fully wake up. ?What the... where am I?? I tried to move my arms, but they were immobilized by my side. I begin to panic, wondering what the heck I?d gotten myself into this time. Then I heard another rumbling above me.Hissssssssss pbbbbbbllltThe pungent aroma filled my lungs, and it came back to me. Taylor. Those were her massive, fleshy globes hanging just above my face. I remembered...
~~Jack~~ Waking up beside Antoinette was a good way to start the night, normally. Waking up next to the beautiful seductress should have been the best thing ever, like usual. Not this night. He sat up, as did she, and the two of them looked at each other for a little while before she nodded, and got dressed. A perfect opportunity to watch the busty demoness move around naked, normally. He didn’t watch. Couldn’t get into the mood, couldn’t find himself wanting to do anything, except check...
Training a toilet slave is in fact extremely difficult. It takes months and sometimes years to perfect for several reasons: 1st and most obvious is taste and smell. It may take practice for your slave to adequately deal with the taste and smell of human excrement without gagging or throwing up. Your colon can serve your slave much more than his mouth can comfortably hold. In order for things to remain sanitary, you’re slave will need to be able to swallow faster than it comes out of you. This...
Friday came and I'd bought a new outfit just for the occasion. I slipped into my low rise boy shorts (black with white spots and white lacing), tucking my penis in where it wouldn't get in the way of course. I put on my matching bra, filling it with my C cup breast forms and then put on my black stockings with pink ribbon at the top, pulling them all the way up my thighs. I put on my very short black skirt next, sliding it up so far as to just barely cover my rear end. Fortunately, I'd...
Bottom Feeder by Blushing SlutMistress Diana has had me in total captivity for about two weeks now.I’ve lost track of the days. After two sessions with her I beggedher to take me in for as many weeks as she thought necessary tocompletely train me into a subservient, begging, shit eating toilet. Toreach the point where I looked forward to our toilet sessions aboveeverything else. Of course everything else revolved around beingwhipped and beaten and caged and humiliated, whored out to hermean...
Hi everyone, this is a long fantasy story I want to share with you guys. Though it is long, I’m sure it will give u the pleasure of having watched a movie. I’m 25 year old guy Kumar, who is working in a mediocre super market near poonamallee close to Chennai. The name of the store is A to Z stores which lived up to its name selling all the daily need items. There are several medical, dental and engineering colleges near poonamalle and our store was close to one all in one educational...
DO NOT READ THIS STORY unless you are going to be turned on by the most foul, vile, disgustingly crude and filthy treatment of a female. YOU ARE WARNED that this story is so twisted, and repulsively filthy, that it could well make you be sick. I WARN YOU AGAIN that this sort of thing is to the taste of a very few only. DO NOT READ THIS STORY and give it a negative vote because you are so disgusted and sickened by it, you were warned not to continue. I must tell you, in defence of myself...
Introduction: Warning: Disgusting filth – only for the very few who like this sort of thing I wrote this continuation of Part 1, quite a while ago. I was so embarrassed about it that Ive only sent it privately to a few appreciative readers. Ive now decided however, that writing stories is pointless unless they are to be read, so I take a deep breath and send this off for publication with the following warnings: DO NOT READ THIS STORY unless you are going to be turned on by the most foul, vile,...
On arriving home after her first visit to the men’s toilet, Colette had spent over an hour under the shower, washing every inch of her body over and over again. She lathered and washed her hair several times and performed every necessary action to make sure that she was cleaned up. She douched herself several times and rinsed her mouth, and gargled with an antiseptic solution. Coletten with all of Colette’s scrupulous cleansing, Chuck still had reservations fucking her after what...
The Human Toilet ProjectIt all began with a casual visit to the Misc. part of Craigslist's job openings. I didn't necessarily need a job because I had begun to receive Social Security just a few months ago, but you are allowed to have a little part time work. The listing was as follows.The University of California Berkeley Psychology Dept in coordination with UC Medical School Dept of Internal Medicine need a male volunteer for their human toilet project. We prefer someone who has never been a...
It all started innocently enough; it had been a very warm day, so after dinner, we went for a walk along the beach.It was a beautiful night, balmy and not a breath of a breeze, and so we ambled along for quite a distance before turning to go back home. Some way along, my wife Margie decided that she needed the toilet, and so, knowing that there were change rooms and toilets spaced at intervals all along the beach road, we made our way over the dunes and found a toilet block.Everything was quiet...
About two years ago, I had answered an ad from a woman in a BDSM newsgroup seeking a toilet slave. I was a virgin, as toilet slaves go. Like that first time I had been a toilet slave, I was scared to death, but now I came all this way. This time, I had arrived by air the previous day. I wanted to be rested and fresh when he started my service. That’s why i arrived on Friday and stayed in a hotel that night. After being susma’s toilet two years ago, she had given me her business card as she...
~~Julias~~ “The Carthians are rebels without a cause. They don’t do well taking orders from the older covenants, and work to try and establish more modern forms of government.” Julias paced back and forth in his kitchen, glass of red in his hand and his childe at the counter. “They don’t sound bad,” the boy said. “They’re not ‘bad,’ but they’d tear down generations of structure, of heritage, of rules and dynasties just because it doesn’t have the flash of a modern government.” He gave a...
~~Jack~~ Jack’s eyes went wide. Half of Viktor’s head was gone, just gone. The bloody gibs of brain matter and bone turned into tiny fires that faded into ash and embers before they even hit the ground. “Shit! Shit shit, what-” Julias put a hand against Jack’s mouth, and pushed him back against the wall. “Sniper, down the path.” Jack reached up and pulled his sire’s hand down. “What about Viktor!? The fuck are we supposed to do now?” Just as he was about to start ranting, his jaw dropped...
~~Antoinette~~ “Oh god oh god oh god.” Jack, trembling and ready to sweat — though thankfully unable without the blush of life — looked out over the crowd. The two of them were in Bloodlust, one of her fonder establishments to enjoy. The pulsing music, and the dark red lightning with the occasional white light strobe made for a combination of sinister, sexual, and theatrical visual stimuli. Everyone in Bloodlust felt as if they were partaking in a movie. Everyone except her poor little...
~~Beatrice~ Part of her wanted to sneak up on Julias, try and catch him by surprise, see if her scant twenty years could get past the man’s eyes. Have fun! Play with him, like old times. But, these weren’t old times, and her sneaking into his mansion, or trying to at least, was a bad idea. He probably had lookouts about, snipers, and they’d shoot first if they saw suspicious rustling in bushes. So the front door it was. Knock knock. “Good evening Miss Damor, Miss Denver,” the doorman said....
~~Jack~~ His trip to speak with Azamel had been successful, more or less. Azamel looked worse than ever, but he found her speaking with Sándor, and it seemed like they were coming to some sort of agreement. Not that Jack got to stick around long enough to find out more. Azamel promptly booted him out, saying her arrangements with Sándor were none of his business. It was his business, kinda. It was his job to keep the different species getting along. But he left anyway, a bit thankful for...
Come Monday, I rode with the moving truck to the girls' house that afternoon. All except Erica were at work, so she and I waited until the movers had stowed my boxes in the storage room in the basement. Erica and I then went up to the master bathroom. "Take off your clothes and slide in there," she said pointing to the bench jutting from the hole in the wall in the toilet alcove. I wondered what was in the toolbox on the floor. I hesitated for a split second about getting naked in front...
Without TV or computers Jon and his sister Sarah spent much of their free time with their mother, weather reading books, or sitting by the pool as a family, they were close. By the pool, the closest Jon ever got to seeing a female body was by stealing quick glances at his sister and his mother. Once, Jennifer had jumped into the pool and the top of her swimsuit was slipped below her breast. The sight of his mom's disc like areola which was dark and almost maroon with raised bumps...
I knocked on the door--once, as instructed. After 40 or so seconds it slowly opened, a woman in her late 40's stood there--black patent leather boots with six inch heels. She was otherwise naked; solidly built she was with deep blues eyes, long blond hair, firm, pillar-like legs, wide hips and full, large breasts that sagged only because they were so huge and round. Erect, long, nipples surrounded by small bumps spread throughout her huge breasts' aureole. Her arms, toned and muscular, as were...
Laurie was in a funk. She had been in the scene for the past ten years. Then, all of a sudden, her Master said that he wanted a vanilla relationship two days ago, and set her free.So now she had left their Chelsea loft and was walking down 6th avenue with no particular destination in mind. Perhaps say a prayer at Ground Zero, then take a train out to Jersey and rent a room.She passed Edge Play, her Master's favorite club, though he had never taken her to it. She stopped in front of the double...
***** Chapter 6 I couldn't think straight. The dildo in my ass was stretching me out. My ass burned from its size, holding me open and filling me. But, what was worse than the dildo was my sister's shit. It had taken over my senses. It's all I could smell, taste, feel, and think about. I spent the next 10 minutes trying to hold the turd down. If I threw it up, I would have to swallow it down again—or otherwise drown. As much as drowning had its appeal, a small part of me liked what was...
A miserable morning. As the train arrived the heavens opened and I was forced to take the closest carriage and share with another passenger instead of finding an empty one so that I could indulge my wont for a morning orgasm alone. The forty five minute journey to school seemed interminable and my fellow traveller did not disembark until the penultimate station and with just a minute or two until my stop, a quick jerk off seemed pointless. Never mind, there would be ample opportunity during the...
BisexualA miserable morning. As the train arrived the heavens opened and I was forced to take the closest carriage and share with another passenger instead of finding an empty one so that I could indulge my wont for a morning orgasm alone. The forty five minute journey to school seemed interminable and my fellow traveller did not disembark until the penultimate station and with just a minute or two until my stop, a quick jerk off seemed pointless. Never mind, there would be ample opportunity during the...
BisexualThis story follows on from the others; this happened the weekend after Daddy had the homeless man around to visit me.My mother agreed to have the k**s for the weekend so Nina and I decided we would go out for a few drinks with our friends as we hadn’t been out together in such a long time.Due to Daddies influence Nina was always dressing slutty now when going out the house, tonight was no different, she had on a short skirt and a very low cut tight top, her cleavage on show, I was wearing jeans...
~~Antoinette~~ From the meeting room of her great glass tower in Elysium, Antoinette stood in front of the window-wall, and watched the city burn. Far off in the distance, the night sky had turned slightly orange with the light of flame, as the large fire of the North Side’s warehouse district spread. Sirens filled the air, and flashing lights of firetrucks and other emergency vehicles zipped by. “It burns,” she said. “Quite the sight.” Jacob stood beside her. The old Nosferatu was...
~~One week later.~~ ~~Jack~~ “Twenty million.” “Fifty million.” “Twenty million.” “I’m sorry. Is there an echo in here?” The sly brute adjusted his gloves, even as he put his feet up on the table. A pistol rested in his chest strap, mirrored by the four thugs who stood behind him. Thugs in suits. “I know what the merchandise is worth, and it’s not worth fifty,” Jack said. He was standing, with his arms folded across his chest and a surly look on his face. It was all part of the game, of...