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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.
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