Woman At A Book Store
John is a confirmed voyeur and a frequent visitor to the adult bookstores and sex shops in our city. I used to love to hear him talk about his nocturnal visits to these sex stores, about the small, dark movie booths, the grainy flash of porno on miniature screens, the men lurking in the dim corridors, and the “glory holes”.
The glory holes fired my imagination. I would quiz John endlessly about those holes cut in the side walls of the movie booths. He would tell me stories of watching men masturbate, of watching men fuck each other, of getting an occasional blowjob himself. John and I are bisexual and go gay now and again for the spice it adds to our sex.
The more John talked about the sex shops, the more I fantasized about them, about the anonymity and instant gratification of the glory hole sex a faceless encounter, a pure lustful sexual experience devoid of emotions and the burdens of social niceties. There was the appeal of getting what I wanted without having to involve my psychological or emotional self or that of the other person. If my husband could do it, why not me?
I learned from John that women did visit the shops, but infrequently. I figured the management would throw me out. My idea was to simply browse around, look the place over, watch a movie or two. I had no doubt the visit would be a real turn-on even without getting laid.
I drove past several of the shops and found a small operation without a constant flow of traffic. I was nervous as I entered the cool, dim confines of the sex shop and I knew immediately from the clerk’s reception that I was not his typical customer. He tried to keep his cool, but obviously he was startled to see me there.
“We don’t get many women in here,” the clerk stammered. “Take your time. Enjoy yourself. If there is anything I can do for you, ANYTHING, please let me know.” I was dressed in a tight skirt and a tank top sans bra.
The clerk appraised me from top to bottom, his words dripping sweat. I was pleased to see that I had aroused him. John had told me how he always exchanged dollars for quarters at the counter because the movie machines were operated with quarters, so I got several dollars’ worth and began to browse the store.
The shop was divided into separate sections; an open front area with shelf after shelf of books and magazines and a rear area entered through a door that housed the movie booths.
The books and magazines covered every imaginable variation of sex. In front of the check-out counter were displays of sexual aids; dildos of every size and description, synthetic pussies, rubbers and French ticklers, creams and ointments. And dozens video cassettes. Just a sweeping glance of the erotica made me feel I had stumbled into a huge orgy. I found myself wanting to reach out and squeeze a particularly large cock on a magazine cover or to finger a pouting pussy that was aimed at me with lips spread.
Several men were browsing among the shelves and all of them covertly watched my progress along the aisles, each undoubtedly wondering what my sexual interest was, what one thing really blew my mind, made me slip over that thin line into an uncontrolled state of sexual ecstasy that can only demand: “Harder, harder, more, more!” I enjoyed being the center of attention. I glanced at each of the men. All were rather nice looking, clean cut, very average, very middle class, out to fulfill their fantasies with celluloid sex or perhaps looking for that same anonymous sex I had dreamed about for so long.
By the time I had walked to the rear of the store where the “peep shows” where shown, my pussy was moist and my nipples were tingling. There was a small marquee giving the title and one still photograph from each movie. I made a selection and moved into the dark corridor flanked by doors on either side.
The “peeps” were in small cubicles about six feet square. A coin-fed projector was built in to the wall with a back-lit screen. Most booths had simple wall bench in front of the screen so the customer could sit while watching movies. The movies were timed so that it required for or five quarters to see the entire reel. The walls were super thin with only a plywood panel between me and the persons in the cubicles on either side of me. The sounds of the movies spilled over, as did the movements and moans of my neighbors.
I selected a movie featuring two girls with a guy who had a cock that looked a foot long. I closed the door behind me and ran the slide bolt through the hasp to insure my privacy. The little room smelled strongly of come. I could feel my shoe sole sticking to the floor as I moved around. It was pitch dark and I had to feel my way to the money slot. I dropped two quarters in and settled onto the little bench to watch the action.
The movie opened in the middle of a scene showing one of the women licking the other’s pussy while the woman being licked sucked on the man’s cock. she was taking it way down her throat and would pull him completely out of her mouth and go down on him again, making deep, thrusting moves with her mouth. The man’s cock was all wet and glistening.
She looked, I thought, exactly like I do when I suck John off. There was lots of moaning and groaning and slurping. The woman eating her pussy started to run her fingers in to her wee hole and then up in to her anus. The little screen projected a very muted light into the cubicle, kind of hazy, smoky dimness that softened the lines of my body. I caught myself running my hands over the wet crotch of my panties, my skirt bunched up around my thighs. I was hot as a firecracker!
I became so absorbed in rubbing my pussy, I lost track of the movie and my quarters ran out. The movie stopped, my cubicle went dark, and through the darkness I could see a small ray of light coming through the wall that separated my booth from my neighbor’s.
With my own cubicle dark, the glow of movies from the neighboring booths could be seen flickering through the round holes cut into the panel walls. I put my eye to one of the holes and seen my neighbor holding a firm erection in the grip of his fist. He was watching someone take it up the ass on the screen. As he watched, with his trousers pushed down around his thighs, he pumped away on his tool.
I watched him until his quarters ran out. I just stared at him as he pumped his meat and rubbed his hand over the purple head of his cock and massaged his balls. My own hand was active now, my fingers sliding in and out of my dripping pussy. I pinched and pulled on my aching nipples. I was sweaty all over and hot inside and out.
When my neighbor’s movie ended, I whispered through the glory hole, “Hey, psssst,” and dropped some more quarters into my own projector. With the light now on in my own booth, he could clearly see everything I did. And did I give him a show! I leaned back on my bench, hiked up my skirt, slid off my panties and spread my legs. He was looking straight into my crotch.
I then pulled off my shoes and socks, saying, “Can’t do it without bare feet, baby! Everyone check out my feet! They’re totally bare! I’ll fuck ya for a good tickle!”
I was giving a perfect view of my bare feet to all the foot fetishists that might have been watching. I wanted to be totally naked for this voyeur. I slid my feet into the glory hole and got tickled big time! I loved it! I started to give myself a workout with my fingers, reaming my pussy and ass. I slid off my tank top and twisted and twirled my nipples.
I ran my panties over my face and sucked on the soaking wet crotch. Then I teased my clit with my middle finger until I had fire shooting up the insides of my thighs. I all but forgot my voyeur as I gave myself over to the pleasure and heat within my loins. The tickling was great, but secondary.
My movie ended and I was snatched from a thundering orgasm. I pulled my feet out. I looked at the glory hole and saw about seven inches of cock protruding from it, looking as if it were growing from the wall. I bent to it instantly, took it in my mouth and began sucking hungrily. Suddenly he shot into my mouth. I grabbed his cock and jerked him furiously, tasting a good mouthful of his semen. He slowly pulled out of the hole, a sigh escaping his throat.
Then I stuck my feet through the glory hole again, to be tickled…but this time, I was being tickled by a cock! I used my feet to give him an awesome foot job, and then couldn’t take it anymore. I needed a cock in my throat. I pulled my feet back as he stuck his cock through the hole, only to be sucked deep into my throat as I gave him one of my tongue swirling blowjobs.
It didn’t take long for the man to blow the contents of his big balls out in a torrent. I tasted his yummy sperm as it slid down my throat into my receptive stomach. To my disappointment the man pulled his cock away before I could clean him up. Then to my delight another hard cock appeared through the hole, and it was a nice long BLACK one! I sucked him to a gooey climax as well.
As I turned to sit on the bench and catch my breath, I saw another BLACK stiff cock protruding from the opposite wall. Without thinking, I immediately swung my ass around and backed up to the waiting cock. I bent forward at the waist and pushed myself onto the hardness, my sopping pussy swallowing it instantly.
I rode the throbbing stick without mercy, slapping my buttocks against the wall as I pumped my ass back and forth. The nerve endings in my pussy felt electrically charged. I wanted that cock pushed up through me and out my throat. I was still pumping frantically when he shot into me. I continued to pump even after he pulled out. I was so fired up that I did not realize the cock was missing; I still felt it inside me even though it was not there.
As I was recovering from the fucking I had just received, I heard a whisper coming from the other glory hole. “Open the door,” a voice pleaded. I was in a bit of a daze from the sex and the closeness of the room and the warmth and smell of sex. I fumbled with the latch, slide it open, backed away against the side wall and felt a stab at my buttocks. Another erect cock had found its way into a hole through which I had just been fucked. I reached behind me and obediently guided it into my come- soaked pussy, bending again at the waist to flatten my ass against the hole.
As the hard thing slid into me, a young man entered the cubicle, pushed the door shut and offered his cock to my open mouth. I took him in greedily. With one cock in my mouth and another in my pussy, it did indeed feel as if I had a giant erection running through my body, entering my cunt and exiting through my mouth.
I went into a smooth, steady rhythm. As I went down on the cock in front of me with my mouth, I pulled slightly away from the cock pushing into my pussy; then I would push back on the cock behind me and pull slightly away from the cock in front. Thus they were pumping in and out of me, in perfect rhythm, the three of us connected in a smooth sexual flow. I could not believe what was happening to me. It was so weird, so bizarre, yet so fantastic that I could not even think of stopping it. All of my fantasies were coming together in one afternoon.
I thought I heard moaning sounds from one of the nearby movies wafting through the booths, but I realized the sounds were coming from me. I increased my rhythm, surprised by how well my two lovers stayed with my movements. I pulled at the buttocks of the man in front of me, jerking him toward my face, deep-throating him even as I pushed back on the cock behind me, flexing the muscles of my vagina around the engorged rod.
The two men exploded together, hot come flowing into my pussy and gushing into my throat. My own orgasm came a moment later and I went into a frenzy of spasms and squeals and shrieks. The entire store must have been listening to us but I didn’t give a damn at the moment. I felt so thoroughly fucked that I didn’t care if the entire world was listening and watching. I just wanted more and more. I want sex like I never had it before, like I never knew I could want it.
Just as I sat back down on the bench, two more studly hot men came through the door. With my body and mind consumed with the sights and sounds and smells of that little movie booth, I watched with glazed eyes as my two new partners took their positions. One knelt between my spread legs and buried his face in my sloppy pussy.
I couldn’t believe that he would want to eat me with all that semen seeping from my hole and trickling down my thighs. But he did not hesitate. He went straight for my clit, tweaking it with his tongue; then he went deep inside me. With a weak moan I pushed my mound into his face as he started slurping up the come inside me.
The other man offered his huge prick to my mouth. He had loosened his belt and his jeans had fallen to his knees, and he was playing with his balls with both hands. I reached down to my pussy , interrupting the other man’s meal, and scooped up some of the juices that were pouring out of me. Then I rubbed the warm, creamy goo over the erection of the guy standing in front of me.
My hand slid up and down over his big shaft, getting nicely lubricated. Then I took it in my mouth, tasting my own sex, and fellated him slowly. Reaching down to my pussy again, I took another handful of love juice and worked it into the ass of my standing lover, sliding my hand up and down between his cheeks and slipping a finger into his anus. I could feel his cock flex in my mouth every time my fingered eased into his asshole.
I could hear movement and deep breathing from the cubicle on either side of mine and realized that we were being watched through the glory holes. I didn’t care. I was in the throes of orgasm, wave after wave of pleasure washing over me as the man between my legs sucked away at my pussy and I tongued the head of the cock in my mouth.
I felt the cock in my mouth go rigid, the balls pull tight, and the man’s ass grip my finger. I knew he was ready to shoot his load. I quickly pulled him out of my mouth and jerked him off all over my breast. The man between my legs immediately brought his head up out of my crotch and began licking come off my bosom. He was eager for it, his tongue hot and furious over my chest. Then I felt him guiding his cock into my pussy as he sucked away on my nipples.
On his knees, his cock level with my pussy. I lifted the heels of my feet to the bench, spread my legs wide and let him bang away. And bang away he did. I gave a huge shudder and came violently, matching my partner thrust to thrust. He unloaded inside me, whispered a “thank-you” into my ear, and retreated from the booth.
When two other men entered the room, one of them quietly but quickly knelt before me, tickled my feet a little bit making me laugh, and started to suck on my pussy. The fact that it had obviously so recently been used didn’t seem to bother him in the least. Seeing another man on my pussy, the other guy pulled his cock out and brought it to my mouth. Feeling the pleasurable sensation of the tongue on my clit, I started to suck on his once again erect organ in earnest. Suddenly the second guy pulled his cock out from my eager mouth and unlocked the door.
Wondering why he was leaving, I started to get up and then realized that he was letting in another person. The more, the merrier, as I always say. While the newcomer quickly unzipped and started to pull off his pants, revealing a nice hefty stiff pecker, I again sat on the chair. Once again the first guy started to suck my pussy, moving his tongue rapidly inside me. I lifted my legs on top of his shoulders and leaned back to enjoy. At that moment the second man brought his large, menacing cock towards my now vacant oral orifice and I started to suck him. These guys obviously didn’t like to waste any time and neither did I.
After a couple of minutes I switched positions and got on my knees in the chair, once again letting the second man fill my mouth with his meat. The first guy inserted his solid shaft into me from the rear and started to fuck me, slowly at first and than faster and faster. He soon came buckets inside me and withdrew. Then the one fucking my mouth pulled out, got behind me and started to insert first one and then several fingers into my wet, cum filled pussy, retrieving a large glob of the other man’s jism. He then started to rub the collected juices into my ass hole.
After a few minutes he inserted several cum-coated fingers into my hot rectum. My new lover then stood up and slowly started to fuck my still sperm loaded cunt. Pulling out after a few minutes, he brought the head of his cock towards my back door. Feeling me push eagerly backwards toward him, he started to insert his fat cock into my ass. Being lubricated with the other man’s cum and my juices, it entered me easily. Then he squeezed my ass cheeks together and started to butt-fuck me with a steady rhythm.
The third man, not wanting to be left out, shoved his cock into my mouth, and as I sucked and slurped on his hard pole he soon came. The first guy, deciding he would like a blow-job as well, took the other guy’s place, my hot mouth soon bringing him back up to full size. Having one cock up my ass and another in my mouth, I was in ecstasy.
After the guy fucking me in my ass came, the one that I was giving head to got behind me and he too started to fuck me in my now very well lubricated poop-chute. He fucked me very rapidly from the start, obviously not used to a woman wantonly and willingly letting total strangers pork her like this. After four or five minutes he came copiously once again, leaving hot fuck-juice oozing out of me in a steady stream.
By this time all four of us were both tired and satiated, having experienced many mind-blowing orgasms. After the men thanked me for the wonderful time, they all got dressed and left the cubicle. I sat limp and exhausted for the longest time, but no one else came in.
It felt like I had serviced the entire store.
I slowly pulled myself together and staggered out of the booth. The light was harsh in the magazine section as I passed through it. A couple of browsers were studying the racks, trying hard not to look at me. I made my exit and went home for a refreshing shower after my adventure.
My bare feet: over 30 served, and I couldn’t even name over half of them!
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