Plugged and looking
2010-12-27
A few weeks into cleaning the house with a plug in my pussy was starting to make me hornier than before. I guess the constant stretching of my orafice was rushing all the blood to my pussy. I started picturing strangers fucking me. One day, on my weekly monatonous trip to the grocery store I decided to put the plug in my
pussy. At the grocery store I caught myself several times openly displaying my pussy through my jeans; on one occasion I caught an older gentleman watching me. I couldn't tell what he saw, but I could tell what he was thinking by the way he was holding his banana. I continued shopping, with the more looming question of who was thinking about fucking me. Everytime I walked down an aisle with a man I would pick up my breasts, like I was presenting myself to him. when The man saw me he would immediately look from the floor to my breasts, rest a second, and then look into my eyes. It was awkward at times, but I found myself enjoying it and getting much better at it the more it happened. I could only imagine what my faced looked like, parading myself while feeling total petrusion of my pussy and feeling my pussy pulsating around it when the man's eyes would rest of my breasts. I would imagine my breasts bare and their hardening cock pertruding from their pants. I felt that
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He withdrew his finger and walked towards the back of the store. I didn't know whether that was a statement or a command. My head told me to finish my shopping, but my pussy told me their was a cock to satisfy. I started thinking of my options, I really wanted to taste his cock and feel my pussy wrap around it. I thought of myself of my knees in the bathroom of the grocery store,bobbing up and down on his cock. I left my cart and headed for the bathroom. I felt the plug shifting as my pussy got wetter and looser. I opened the bathroom door to a one-man bathroom, with a toilet and sink. He was waiting against the wall beside the toilet. I walked in and locked the door behind me. As I was turned around he
quickly put his hands on my back and then felt their way down my ass. I could tell he was much more experienced than my husband. He wrapped his other hand around my waist and pulled me against him. I could feel his hard cock against the cheek of my ass, probbing. He lowered his hand and placed a firm hand over my crotch.