Public Toilets Stories

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Our Second Time At The Glory Holes

by william1956 on Sep 13, 2017
Group Sex

Hi guys, thought I would tell you all about our second time at a glory hole in the gents toilet on the west coast of Scotland where we were living at the time. This was before we moved down to Cardiff for Bill's work. As is normal for me you'd better put the kettle on or open a big bottle of wine because it is long very long, slow to start with but I think...

Three Missed Calls

by JoeStirling on Nov 20, 2018
BDSM

Laura's desk was in the corner of a relatively open plan office. That is, she had some walls, but no door and there was also a lot of glass. It was the sort of layout that would be spun as improving inclusivity, but was really about control -- instilling just the right amount of anxiety in the workers to ensure productivity. She always felt a little on show,...

Bonnie's Date

by carieta on Aug 19, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

I have always had this fantasy about sex in the toilets. Not dirty sex, but exhilarating, naughty sex. It had to be in pubs or nightclub loos though. Somewhere where it is busy, likely to be cleaner than public toilets and, more chance of being noticed. So, you can imagine by surprise and delight, when my fantasy became reality. I had been invited out for a...

Sue's show

by TFMR on Sep 12, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

This is the second story from my diary. The first I posted in Loving Wives but from the feedback I received I think this is a better category for this submission. Thank you to everyone who did give me feedback, hopefully I have taken on-board the helpful suggestions made Please read my first submission if you would like the background as to how we got to her...

A Slut Wife And A Cuckold Husband Ch. 04

by i_am_the_watcher on Sep 19, 2017
Loving Wives

The further adventures of an unfaithful wife who tells her husband about her sexual activities, and is surprised when she discovers that he loves it and wants to hear more. Soon he starts to devise new adventures for her. I hope you enjoyed my last story about my wife's sexual adventures. It would be a good idea to read the previous stories before this one...

Dominated In Public

by myboyfriendthewhore on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

I enjoy pushing my boytoy to the limit. The other night I spent all evening teasing him and making his balls fuller and fuller, using different parts of his body to make myself cum, but not letting him cum, or even touch his aching cock. I used him over and over again, until it was time to get ready to go out. Just before we went out for a drink with friend...

Her Diary Pt. 03

by CornishBabe on Sep 11, 2017
Letters & Transcripts

Today, as i said last night i plan to compile a list of all the tasks Sir has had me do, and also to write something more substantial than i've put out here lately. So i am going to start out with the tasks, just because i'm really keen to see what i've done, which means just going through my journal, looking back over the last month and seeing what i've ach...

Night Out

by julesteve on Sep 12, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Tracy called round to see if I would like to join her for a drink, as Steve was out with friends I was free for the evening so scribbled him a quick note, quickly changed my clothes and left, choosing the bar where Tracy recently had her first experience of flashing a stranger and stripping in public for our night out. As we placed our order one of the barm...

Night at the Museum

by FitJim on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Maria couldn't help wondering why she had come to the lecture. The bench below her arse was hard and uncomfortable, the room at the Met museum was freezing cold and she was surrounded by a bunch of oldies. The speaker was a professor of classics, over from Cambridge in England, in a tweed jacket and horn-rimmed spectacles. His name was Prof Albert George, an...

Stuck Pt. 01

by hwrstories on Sep 14, 2020
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

My university library was always pretty quiet on the top floor. It was unlikely that someone would come round the shelves to the back corner where I was sitting. Although I knew that if they did, I wouldn't be able to hear them before I saw them. Or before they saw me. Still, I felt safe leaving my bag open beside me, making it possible for me to glance in...