Porn!
I hopped online Saturday night and received a message from A, asking me what I was doing that night. He was up for some play, so we agreed we'd meet at a halfway point in between us - and visit some local porn shops. I quickly showered, fixing up the shave job from the night before, threw on some casual clothes (jeans, thinnish shirt, no bra), and got on the road!
We were hoping to play in some booths, but at the first shop, the 'booths' were really just open stalls: a TV, a chair, and no door. That wasn't going to fly! We looked at the toys for a bit, as I'm in need of a new vibrator, and looked at the videos a bit, scoping the place out. There were maybe half a dozen guys in and out of the place, and while A said they were looking at me, I barely gave them a glance.
At one point, after courteously asking me first, A ducked into the bathroom at the porn shop, leaving me alone with the random guys. While that made me nervous, I was also excited to think that a stranger might come up to me and start touching me.
A and I have talked often before about me sucking through glory holes and while the idea gets me very hot, he is very concerned about the, er, quality of men who might be there. If actually faced with the situation, I'm not sure whether I would take the plunge or not, but I didn't have to deal with that last night.
When we learned the place was closing shortly for the night, we went across the street to a 24hour place. This was much brighter, much cleaner of an establishment. Again, we looked at some of their toys, though there selection paled compared to the first locale. We made fun of some of the videos that looked like they were the 1973 edition, and we checked out the booths. Here, they had doors on them, but we weren't sure if they were meant for only one person or not.
I was pretty hot at that point - I always find A incredibly sexy - and we left, intent on finding a place to pull over and play. We were barely out of the parking lot before my jeans were unzipped and pulled down, and A's fingers were in my slit.
This was the first time I had let A touch me, and I was already very wet for him. We pulled up alongside a trucker, and A turned the dome light on, giving some lucky guy a good view of a horny slut who was enjoying a man's fingers inside her.
A brought me to orgasm, and began stroking his cock. I reached over to help and to keep his balls from being neglected, and when he got closer to cumming, he asked where I wanted his cum, and he pulled over so I could put my mouth on it.
He continued to jerk his cock, with my mouth right over the head, calling me a dirty slut for loving his cum so much. When he came, my mouth sucked him dry and swallowed it down.
A drove me back to my car and kissed me before I left. While the porn shops were a bit anti-climatic, A and I still managed to enjoy ourselves.
We were hoping to play in some booths, but at the first shop, the 'booths' were really just open stalls: a TV, a chair, and no door. That wasn't going to fly! We looked at the toys for a bit, as I'm in need of a new vibrator, and looked at the videos a bit, scoping the place out. There were maybe half a dozen guys in and out of the place, and while A said they were looking at me, I barely gave them a glance.
At one point, after courteously asking me first, A ducked into the bathroom at the porn shop, leaving me alone with the random guys. While that made me nervous, I was also excited to think that a stranger might come up to me and start touching me.
A and I have talked often before about me sucking through glory holes and while the idea gets me very hot, he is very concerned about the, er, quality of men who might be there. If actually faced with the situation, I'm not sure whether I would take the plunge or not, but I didn't have to deal with that last night.
When we learned the place was closing shortly for the night, we went across the street to a 24hour place. This was much brighter, much cleaner of an establishment. Again, we looked at some of their toys, though there selection paled compared to the first locale. We made fun of some of the videos that looked like they were the 1973 edition, and we checked out the booths. Here, they had doors on them, but we weren't sure if they were meant for only one person or not.
I was pretty hot at that point - I always find A incredibly sexy - and we left, intent on finding a place to pull over and play. We were barely out of the parking lot before my jeans were unzipped and pulled down, and A's fingers were in my slit.
This was the first time I had let A touch me, and I was already very wet for him. We pulled up alongside a trucker, and A turned the dome light on, giving some lucky guy a good view of a horny slut who was enjoying a man's fingers inside her.
A brought me to orgasm, and began stroking his cock. I reached over to help and to keep his balls from being neglected, and when he got closer to cumming, he asked where I wanted his cum, and he pulled over so I could put my mouth on it.
He continued to jerk his cock, with my mouth right over the head, calling me a dirty slut for loving his cum so much. When he came, my mouth sucked him dry and swallowed it down.
A drove me back to my car and kissed me before I left. While the porn shops were a bit anti-climatic, A and I still managed to enjoy ourselves.
posted by Fan of Lust at 9:35 PM
2 Comments:
Nothing wrong with being a dirty cum loving slut. I so like your stories. Would love to watch one time!
Are you still around?
Post a Comment
<< Home