Justin took me there because he wanted to buy me something sexy for my birthday. I expected Victoria’s Secret or someplace like that, not the adult book store. But there we were, he had picked out a black crotchless teddy he said he would like on me, and so I went into the fitting room to try it on. I had, and it fit well. I thought to myself that I would have to get some stockings that go with it. I was just finishing getting dressed in my normal clothes again when I heard the door to the fitting room next to me close. Could hear someone moving around, then a hard cock poked through a hole in the wall that I hadn’t noticed till just then. Justin must really want to be naughty, and I felt a little naughty myself right then.
I reached out and wrapped my hand around his hard cock, it really was a beautiful piece of meat. About 7 inches long, which is perfect for me, veiny with a mushroom head. I was squeezing and slowly stroking it, Justin loved when I teased him like that. He pushed against the wall harder, trying to get it all through to me. Thinking about how easy it would be for someone to catch us was getting me wet. From the way he felt in my hand it was having the same effect on him.
I bent toward him, holding it in my hand so just the head was poking out. I squeezed tight, and licked the tip. I opened my hand and licked all the way from the base to the tip, which made him twitch. I reached down to play with his balls, wiggling all the fingers of my left hand against them as I put my mouth around the head of his lovely cock. I stayed there, tickling his balls while I sucked on the head for a few seconds, then I slowly slid down his pole. He pushed a little more, trying to get inside my mouth. I took him as deep as I could with the wall there, my nose up against it. I sucked on him like that for a minute, feeling him throb and twitch in my wet mouth. My other hand was now pinching and playing with my right nipple, and I could feel that my panties were getting wet.
One of the most stimulating sexual turn-ons for me and my boyfriend is to tell each other about our sex acts with other people. Jim is never more aroused than when I relate in graphic detail my sex with another man. I, in turn, get off listening to him describe how he fucks other women.
Jim 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”.
It had been over three weeks now since Lindy and her boyfriend had broken up and the sexual tension that had slowly been building up in her plump pussy was now becoming almost unbearable! Even her secretary had noticed that for the past several days she had barely been able to concentrate on her work! Ever since her freshman year at college, she had always had a boyfriend who would naturally take care of all of her sexual needs, but now for the first time in her life, she was going through a period of time without a man on the horizon! At five minutes to five, her secretary Betty popped her head into her office and asked, “Got a couple of minutes to spare, boss?!?” Looking up from the report strewn all over her desk she replied, “Sure, Betty, it’s almost five, come on in!”
Taking a seat in front of the imposing desk she began slowly, “Uh, I don’t want to seem impetuous or any thing, but it’s pretty obvious that you are having a little difficulty with your break up with Stan!” Lindy was about to interrupt, but thought better of it and let her secretary continue, “I think I know exactly what you’re going through, because if you remember, the same thing happened to me about a year and a half ago!” Lindy nodded, and mumbled something about recalling such and event as Betty went on, “Well, I was climbing the walls after a couple of weeks without a man, but I found a solution that while it isn’t the thing you’d like to do everyday, it kept me from losing my mind!” At that point, Betty slid a copy of a magazine that covered all the adult night life in the city, and in large black print scribbled on the front cover was a page number! “I think that you should at least check it out,” she said while walking towards the door, “and one last thing, even though I have new boyfriend, once in a while when I get the urge, I go down and spend and hour or two just to get it out of my system, anyway, it helped me and I think it can help you, too!”
[ Story by Lonelyhusband email address withheld by request ]
My wife and I once in a while stop at an adult bookstore when we drive back from her parents. We are both 40 and we left the kids home and we drove the 2 hours to her parents for the day. On the way back my wife suggested we stop. As the kids now are getting older and gone a lot more, my wife has enjoyed watching a porno once in a while.
So I made the stop and it was pretty active on a Saturday night but it is pretty much in the middle of ho where and no one there would know us. We looked around for a while and then we decided to go into a booth for a few minutes. I put some money in the machine and we started watching one with two black guys fucking a white chick.
We heard a knock on the wall and there was a couple in the booth next to us. So I opened the hole and the guy said his wife would suck my cock for $20 and my wife told me to do it. I got $20 and put it through the hole and then she said for $20 more she would suck it without a condom. That was cool, so I gave her $20 more and undid my pants and put my cock through the hole.
[ Story by Tinman [email protected] ]
I was a single guy in my mid 30s, and had recently broken up with my girlfriend of the last four years. My libido had always been high, but now it was getting out of hand (pun intended!). I was running around more and more with my pants sticking out in front as if I had a kid’s ball bat in there. My heart wasn’t yet into finding a new girl because I was still kind of raw from the breakup with Janet. That didn’t keep me from needing sex, though. That night I had just dined at a Mexican restaurant near city- center, and was driving home, wishing for some kind of interesting diversion.
On the way, I noticed an adult arcade that I’d seen several times but never visited. I knew from the guys at the office that the place offered sexy books and videos. Steve had told me that you could even watch a selection of hard-core videos in the privacy of your own booth. Tonight, that sounded better than just going home and wanking off, and I was in no mood for a bar. Being a devoted pot head, I preferred weed. In fact, I’d lit another Jay right after leaving the restaurant, and by now I was feeling the effects of the outstanding Colombian Gold my connection had scored for me on a recent trip to Iowa. I quickly lit another and toked three or four times before putting it out.