1. The Weekly Shop


    Date: 8/19/2016, Categories: Masturbation, Trans, Author: mica_d, Source: xHamster

    It’s a chore, but one that has to be done. In the winter months, I always try and make it more interesting for me - and the other customers - by wearing skin-tight leggings and boots. Of course, I need to make sure I’ve got a really good tuck when I’m wearing them. If I’m careful, I can get quite a convincing camel-toe, and of course as I’m always wearing a thong, the fabric not only clings to my butt but disappears neatly between my cheeks. So yesterday I was heading off to my local superstore, wearing wet-look black leggings, leather boots and leather jacket. Catching a glimpse of my reflection in the store windows as I pushed my trolley to the entrance, I was happy with what I saw. Nice rounded butt, long blonde hair flowing over my leather bomber, tantalising glimpse of cleavage thanks to my push-up bra. I was conscious of quite a few eyes on me as I entered, mostly guys of all ages, but a few women too. I’m well used to that and I love it! I can understand the guys’ attention, but often wonder if the women eyeing me up are simply thinking 'Slut!' or whether a one or two of them are fantasising about some girl-on-girl action with me! I’m happy either way. I carried on with my shop, making a point every so often of bending down to pick items from the lowest shelves so that my leggings stretched even tighter over my butt and left nothing to the imagination! About half-way through, I suddenly felt the tell-tale signs of some ’slippage’ in my otherwise perfect tuck. Oh dear, ...
    I’d need to fix that, can’t have a bulge in the front of my otherwise smooth attire. I headed in the direction of the store rest rooms, parking my trolley outside, grabbing my purse to use as a shield in front of my tell-tale little bump. For such a large store, the women’s toilets are tiny, just two cubicles (stalls for my US readers!) and one of them had an ‘Out of Order’ sign on the door. Oh well, the other was free, so I slipped in and hung my bag on the back of the door. No sooner had I started to unzip my jacket than I heard the outside door swing open and the familiar click of high heels come in. ‘She’ll have to wait’, I thought to myself, but next thing I knew she was tapping on the door…”Excuse me,” a sweet but slightly frantic voice said,”will you be long? It’s just that I am really desperate!”. The tone of her voice told me she was serious. I was feeling generous, so as I unbolted the door said “It’s okay, I’ve only just come in myself, you can use it first if you really need to.”“Oh thank you so much” she said as she pushed past me, leaving the door open, hitched up her skirt, yanked down her tights and panties, sat down and let out the most gushing stream I’ve ever witnessed. She wasn’t joking about being desperate!“I amso sorry” she said as she continued to release the seemingly endless torrent, “I’ve been out drinking with my mates and we got stuck in traffic, I just had to get the cab driver to stop here as I was going to burst!”“That’s okay, I’ve had the same ...
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