As I stepped into the quaint little store, it immediately struck me as unusual. The name of the place, "Shitty Store," seemed to be intentionally shocking and off-putting. Yet, despite my initial hesitation, I couldn't help but feel drawn towards the place. The front window displayed an array of peculiar objects – a toilet seat fashioned into a throne-like object, creepy looking rubber duckies, and a plethora of other toilet-related trinkets that would appeal to the most bizarre of tastes.
Intrigued, I decided to venture inside the store. The interior was dimly lit, with only a few fluorescent lights illuminating the shelves. The walls were adorned with posters of scantily clad women in various compromising positions. The air smelled of cheap perfume and stale cigarette smoke. There was something about the place that made me feel uncomfortable yet aroused at the same time.
A middle-aged man with greasy hair, dressed in a threadbare apron, approached me as I browsed through the merchandise. His eyes lingered on me far too long, making me feel uneasy but also oddly turned on. He introduced himself as the store owner, Bob. His eyes flickered to a DVD case tucked away behind the register.
"Have you ever seen the joy of having everything you ever wanted on this big beautiful ass?" he whispered, his voice raspy and low. "I can show you... for the right price."
I glanced at the DVD cover he indicated. It featured a woman sitting on a throne-like toilet seat, her bare ass stretched out behind her. She was covered in oil, and there was a close-up shot of her anus that sent a shiver down my spine. Before I could say anything, Bob pushed the DVD into my hands and led me towards an old, beaten-up screen in the corner.
As he turned on the projector, I couldn't help but feel like I was about to watch something forbidden. The video began with the same woman from the cover, now completely naked, her ass oiled up to perfection. The camera zoomed in tight on her asshole and remained there throughout the entire video. She moaned softly as she played with her pussy, clearly enjoying the attention being paid to her rear end.
The camerawork was shaky and amateurish, but that only added to the allure of the whole thing. I felt myself growing hard as I watched her slide a finger into her asshole, grimacing in pleasure. She turned around and presented her oiled-up cleavage to the camera, her breasts jiggling enticingly. Finally, she stood up and slowly sank down onto the toilet seat, her ass buried in oil.
Bob was sitting next to me, his breath hot against my ear. "That's just the start," he muttered, his hand finding its way onto my crotch. "You can have her all to yourself for an extra hundred."
I couldn't believe what I was doing, yet I found myself murmuring an affirmative. Bob disappeared into a back room, returning with a tray of lubricants, dildos, and other sex toys. He showed me how to use them, his touch sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body. Before long, he pushed me towards the screen, encouraging me to join the woman on camera.
As I sank down onto the toilet seat, my ass coated in lubricant, I felt a strange sense of submission. The woman on the screen smiled at me, encouraging me to continue. I followed her lead, using a dildo to penetrate myself as she had done before. We moaned in unison as we explored our own bodies while also enjoying the feeling of being watched.
The video ended with both of us in a state of heightened arousal, our bodies covered in sweat and oil. As the credits rolled, Bob led me back to the front of the store. I couldn't believe what had just happened, yet I found myself thanking him for the experience. He grinned and handed me the DVD, saying, "Welcome to Shitty Store. Come back anytime you want more."
I left the store, my mind reeling with the thoughts of the experience. It had been dark, depraved, and strangely thrilling. As I walked down the street, I couldn't help but feel a twinge of shame, but also an undeniable sense of excitement. "Shitty Store" might have been shitty, but it had certainly been a ride I wouldn't forget.
