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PEEP HOLES
One of the most stimulating sexual turn-ons for me and my boyfriend
is
to
tell each other about our sex scenes 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 how he 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 prono on miniature screens, the men lurking in the
dim
corridirs, and the "glory holes".
The glory holes fired my imagination. I would quiz Jim 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. Jim and I are bisexual and go
gay
now and again for the spice it adds to our sex.
The more Jim 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 boyfriend could do it, why not I?
I learned from Jim 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. Jim 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 diplays 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 foot 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 Jim off. There was lots of
moaning and groaning and slurping. The woman eating her pussy started
to
run her fingers in to her wey 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 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 me.
My movie ended and I was snatched from a thundering orgasm. 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.
As I turned to sit on the bench and catch my breath, I saw another
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
soppying
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 gaint 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 perfectr 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 rhytm, surprised by how well my two lovers stayed with my
movements. I pulled at the buttocks of the man in front of my 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 down on the bench to catch my breath, two more 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,
geting 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. 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.
END
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