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2-Love at the MallI’m the type of gal who likes a little something in her ass, so I will frequently plug my butthole with the smallest size of buttplug when I go out for a few hours to go shopping or run errands. I don’t wear underwear, and it gives me a thrill to think that no one else knows that my tight puckered hole is being stretched open in a sexual way just underneath my short skirt. Last weekend I decided to go to the mall to buy a swim suit and began looking for my smallest plug. I had recently cleaned house on some of my sex toys and realized that I only had a large plug that made my butt too bloated and full looking to properly try on bikini bottoms. I thought about going without, when I realized that one of my girlfriends had recently left an open pack of ping pong balls in my garage. I went out and grabbed 4 of them, but thought that might be too ambitious for a first try, so I put 2 back. Thank god I only had 2, you’ll find out why later, LOL.I went to my bathroom and lubed my finger, working it slowly in and out of my special brown starfish. I squirted more lube on the ping-pong balls and gently shoved the first, then the second one up my anal canal as far as my fingers could şişli escort bayan push. It felt really good and my ass easily ate them. I thought they were in nice and deep. I got into the car and drove through Starbucks for my fav double espresso iced mocha frappe. I was thirstier than I realized and basically drank the entire thing on my way to the mall. When I got up to walk in I could distinctly feel the 2 ping pong balls in my lower-lower intestine, pushing against the walls deep inside my ass, making me start to get really horny. By the time I walked inside, the movement from walking was causing alot of shifting and moving in my asshole. I felt like I needed to fart a little, then I felt like I needed to poop. I stopped and sat down on a bench and squeezed my sphincter tight as hard as I could, and the balls shifted back upward and I let out a long but quiet fart. The urge had passed and the balls were back to being a great substitute for a medium buttplug, but I could tell by the sloppy sound of the fart that I maybe used a little too much lube for them to want to stay put all afternoon. On top of which, this solo ass play was making me so horny that my pussy began to get meciyeköy escort bayan sopping wet, and when I stood up from the wooden bench there were two small shiny puddles of pussy juice and butt lovin. I decided that if I was really going to try on bikini bottoms I should probably go to the bathroom and remove the balls so that I didn’t make a mess of every one. I wasn’t in a rush to get to the restroom at this point, so I decided to browse through a jewelry shop. The crazy started when I bent over to get a better look at a necklace in the bottom of a display case. I bent over and suddenly felt a huge bubble of air rush down to where the balls were, about to forcefully push them out. I quickly tightened my sphincter as hard as I possibly could, to keep them from shooting out, and they shifted a little back up, but not without letting out the biggest, loudest, wettest sounding sloppy fart I’ve ever heard in my life! I was so embarrassed that I started to run out, but the running was making the balls want to shift back down! I had to start power walking while waddling from side to side like a duck, making a dash for the nearest restroom. I knew there was one on the far side şişli escort of the food court, but by the time I rounded the corner to reach the restaurant area I knew it was too late. I could feel a powerful fart wedging itself between the balls, and I just couldn’t hold it any longer. I ducked between a fake palm and a large public trash can and leaned over a tiny bit. There was a loud wet “POP”, followed by a long fart, and one of the ping-pong balls shot straight out of my ass and into the food court area, rolling along the floor and landing in a far corner, almost unnoticed. I say almost, because there was an old man sitting with an old woman and it looked like they both saw my pained face followed by the mysterious ball trajectory, and the wet pop was so loud that I’m sure many people heard it, but didn’t pay it any mind during the noisy lunch rush. The woman looked horrified, but the man was just laughing and gave me a little “thumbs up” under the table. The woman grabbed her purse and made him wipe the smile off his face while she practically d**g him out by the ear. I could feel the other ball moving and shifting out, so I quickly made a beeline for the restroom and got there just in time to shoot the last ball directly into the net. It had all made me so embarrassed and horny that I sat there on the toilet in the mall and rubbed my clit listening to the trickles and toots of the women around me. I came really hard and it made me fart!
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