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05-03-2008, 09:35 PM
I Dare You
by Digger66

After recently looking at some pictures ******, I was reminded about an incident with my ex-girlfriend.

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I dated Kay in grad school. While the "Soxer" was 11 years older than I was, she was fun to be with at times and had a wild streak in her when it came to sex. She liked to role-play, have sex in interesting place, loved to exchange fantasies, and watch porno together. The best thing was that she could deep-throat me and I am not small (a little over 7.5 inches). She liked to suck my cock and liked it when I came in her mouth. Kay was 5'9", 140 pound. She had 38c tits and a nice pussy. I am a little over 6'00", about 175 pounds. She said having sex with me was fun for many reasons but mostly because I have an adventurous spirit and I could make her have an orgasm by licking her pussy.

The Soxer had an aunt and uncle who lived about 45 minutes away, and we visited them several times while we dated. Once, on a hot and humid early evening on our way back to school, we stopped on a small side road in heavily wooded area and practiced "parking." I had never done this before but always dreamt about it. We started off hot and heavy in the front seat (my 2-door car did not make the back seat conducive to these activities).

While I played with her tits through her button-down shirt, she massaged my dick. Eventually we stripped off our shorts and began to fuck, but the steering wheel began to cramp us. I backed out of the car and she hung the lower half of her body out of the car. I rammed my cock in and out of her causing her pussy to get hotter and wetter. I pulled her out of my Fairmont and leaned Kay up against the car and penetrated her again. She wrapped one, than both of her legs around my body-I kept her pinned against the car while I pumped in and out of her for a few minutes. Wrapping my arms around her, I picked her up and slowly walked toward the hood.

All this time, I kept my cock inside her. Once at the hood, I lay her back and started fucking her hard. My hands drifted to her tits (still enclosed in her shirt and bra) and eventually Kay's clit. She began to breathe harder and harder until I knew she was on the edge of cumming. I sped up my strokes, pulling my cock all the way out and slamming it back in. She came. Her body gyrated. She sighed over and over "Oh my God! OhmyGod!! How can you do this to me?!!" It was beautiful.

I left my cock in her for another minute or so. After pulling out, I was still mostly hard, but had yet to cum. After a moment of rest, Kay came alive. She sat up and after kissing me, softly said, "Thank you. That was one of the best orgasms I have had in a very long time. I guess it is time to take care of you. How can I get you off?" I whisper back, "I want you to suck my cock. I want to cum in your mouth." She kissed me and slid off the hood. Kay knelt before me. She softly held my cock, wet from her pussy. Looking at me in the eyes, she said, "You like it when I lick your cock, don't you?"

"Yes," I hissed. She circled her tongue around the head of my dick. As I grew to full size, she slid her mouth along the sides of my cock, cleaning her juices off. Then she started to suck on my cock. At first, the Soxer just put my head in her mouth and circled her tongue around my head. The whole scene was sexy; both of us without pants, but still wearing our shoes. Me with a t-shirt on; her shirt unbuttoned about half way. Kay with my dick in her mouth. Just thinking about it made my harder. I asked, "What if someone drives by?"

"Let them watch to see how it is done correctly." She took my cock deeper in her mouth with every pass. Eventually, she shoved the whole thing in her mouth. I felt my member hit the back of her throat and continue down. She could only hold it there for a moment or two, before she made me back out. I placed my hands on the back of her head and played with her hair. Eventually, I started to fuck her mouth. My orgasm approached. As I got to the "point of no return," I pulled my cock from her mouth. While pulling on my own dick, I held it about four inches from her still open mouth. I came. I came in 5 big squirts. The first landed mostly in her mouth. The second hit just under her nose. The third, on her chin. The fourth and fifth I sprayed on her neck and down her chest. She swallowed, then put my cock back in her mouth and sucked me dry. After she released me, still on her knees, she looked up and smiled. I will never forget that scene: her mouth, chin, neck and chest sticky with cum.

Slowly she stood up. We kissed. I actually like the taste of my own cum, so I licked her chin and around her mouth. We parted, "I guess we had better get back to town." I don't know if she did it purposely, or the humidity just fooled into thinking it was just sweat, but the Soxer did not clean my cum off her neck and chin. In fact, some of my cum soaked into her shirt.

She attempted to button up her shirt but I stopped her. "Leave it unbuttoned like it is," I said. "Aren't we stopping at the supermarket on our way home?" she asked. "Yes. But I want people to see your big tits, lust after you and be jealous of me." She looked a little hesitant. "I dare you." We were always doing these little dares. "Okay, but I have to, I dare you to leave your underwear off." I agreed.

We dressed and drove back to town. We glowing and feeling pretty giddy. The humidity did not allow my cum to dry on her neck and shirt. At the supermarket, I noticed how both men and women looked at Kay. It was obvious that she was covered in cum. Some gave look of disgust, but most looked at her with lust. Several guys spent a lot time examining produce while she leaned over while picking out apples. I even got a thumb's up from one guy.

My cock started to grow again. As we proceed through the store, she kept making me examining items on lower shelves. As I squatted looking at some cans of soup, my dick slid out of my shorts. Kay was staring at me with a big grin. She was enjoying my display. We moved to the next aisle, and I did it again. This time, the Soxer whispered in my ear, "I love seeing your cock. This is really turning me on." Two aisles later we ran across a friend of Kay's from church.

She was a very attractive woman in her mid-forties named Trish. As she smiled, she asked what we had been doing, all the while staring at Kay's chest and neck. "Oh nothing," Kay said with a wink. Being a little brave, I decided to give her friend a little show. I squatted and began to examining some items. My now rock-hard dick sprung out. Trish stared and put a very big smile on her face. I stayed down for a good two minutes. After which, she said in a hush to Kay, "You are so lucky to have a boyfriend like C.J." And then she winked at me. We parted. Kay kissed me. Once we got home, we fucked like rabbits.

Several weeks later, we returned to Kay's relatives. Although we did not discuss it overtly, we both want to repeat our previous encounter. To that end, I asked her to wear only a loose fitting tank top with a plunging neckline, and shorts without underwear. She made me wear a similar outfit-tank top and the same shorts that I wore before, without underwear of course. We couldn't be dressed like that at her aunt's, so we each wore a shirt over the tank tops. Because we were only eating an early dinner with them, it was not necessary to wear different shorts. Departing her aunt's, we both removed our shirts, and played each other's chests through our shirts. I could tell that she was hot for me. I was equally excited for my cock had already sprang to action.

She took a different route back to school, and had little luck finding an isolated road. With light fading, we got on I-94 with disappointment in our faces. As the Soxer drove, I reached over and began to rub her inner thighs. After a few miles, she exited the freeway. "Why are you getting off here," I inquired. "I thought we might pick up a video." I looked up, and realized that she had pulled into a XXX shop. Its parking lot was more than half full. "Kay, are you sure you want to go in there?"

"What, C.J. is getting chicken?"

"Well, I am just concerned about you," I lied; I wanted to go in badly, but I did not want her to feel she had to. She looked me dead in the eye and said, "I dare you." That was all I needed.

We got out of the car and walked toward the entrance. Kay still wore only the tank top, shorts and shoes. The signs on the front door warned that "You must be 18 to enter."

"Ut-oh," I said, "do think we should bring our ids?" She giggled and just opened the door. We walked into a bright room full of sex videos and "marital aides." All the 8 guys in the store looked at us while we examined the titles. Kay and I would showing each other video boxes with silly titles like "Edward Penishands," and "Sperms of Endearment." We giggled quietly with one another. At one point, I quietly said to her, "The other customers are staring at you."

She grinned. "I dare you to lean over and let them see down you shirt." She looked at me and winked. Moving down the aisle about 5 feet, bent over at the waist to look at some titles. The guys almost drooled as they looked down Kay's shirt at her big tits. She did this about 3 times until all the guys had been flashed. She returned to my side with a devilish smile on her face. "I want you to squat like at the supermarket." I was a bit hesitant; flashing women was one thing, guys was another. "I dare you," the Soxer said. I proceeded to the next aisle and squatted down. My dick popped out of my shorts. The two men in my aisle gazed at my cock. One smiled. Like Kay, I made sure I flashed everyone in the place.

We were getting a little bored looking around, and then I spotted the hallway, which lead to the "Private Viewing Booths." I had visited similar booths like these once or twice before. I found them to be very exciting. I motioned to Kay and nodded toward the hall. She had a puzzled look on her face. I whispered in her ear, "I dare you." She smiled an nodded yes. I got $5 worth of tokens from the store attendant. The hallway was dark. On either side were 7 booths. One or two guys were hanging outside in the hall. Most of the booth's lights indicated that they were being used. The noises of the videos filled the area. We proceeded down to end of the hall and chose the second from the end on the left.

The little cubicle was crammed and dark. After closing the door, we put the seat down. Kay and I were able to sit side by side. I put the tokens in the illuminated slot. The video screen sprung to life. The opening film was of a woman being fucked doggy-style. Her huge tits hung down and shook as the man pounded in and out of her. Kay changed the channel. Looking around the booth, I notice holes at crotch height on either side wall. I knew instantly that these were "glory holes." I had read about them but never seen them before; they always fascinated me. Kay settled on a movie that showed a big-titted woman surrounded by 3 guys.

While she sucked one, she jacked-off the others. Kay's breathing increased, as did mine. I began to massage her thighs and rub her tits. I nibbled on her neck, all the while watching the screen. Slowly, I moved my hand down to her pussy. I rubbed it with the palm of my hand. The Soxer now grabbed my cock through my pants. I pulled her shirt up and began to knead her tits. Eventually, I lifted her shirt off. She pulled my dick out. I pushed aside her shorts and began to finger her. I could tell that Kay was getting very excited. I crouched down in front of her, put my tongue in pussy. She moaned and kept her eyes on the video screen. I worked her clit over while sliding 2 fingers in and out of her. After a minute or two, I could tell that her orgasm was approaching. I speed up my tempo. Kay came hard, bucking on my face.

After a short rest, she looked down at me with a smile. I sat back up on the bench on top of her shirt. With her big tits swaying as she bent over, Kay began to change channels. Eventually, she stopped on a gay movie showing some guy sucking on a very large cock. She had always been turned on by gay stories. I had confessed to her that I had always wanted to try sucking a cock. While we both watched the movie, she stroked my very hard dick.

She said in my ear, "You want to do that sometime, don't you?" I smiled at her. Suddenly, as if on some cue, a cock came through the glory hole on the left. We were both a little shocked. She continued to stroke me. Looking at the faceless dick and then at me, she said, "Now is your chance."

I swallowed hard. It had been a fantasy, but reality? I was a bit apprehensive.

Again she said to me, "I dare you," and moved my head toward the cock. It was a nice cock, about 6 inches long, fairly smooth and not too much hair. My face was about 5 inches from it. Kay repeated, "I dare you." I went for it. I wrapped my hand around it and licked the head. A pearl of pre-cum oozed out. I licked that off. Kay urged me on, "Run your tongue along it." I did. I came back to the head and swirled my tongue around it. "Suck it!" she said. I let it enter my mouth. I worked a few inches in my mouth. My head bobbed up and down.

At one point I looked over at the Soxer, she was squeezing her tits and playing with her nipples. I love when she does that. I sucked the dick with more gusto. Suddenly, I felt it swell up. I knew he was going to cum. I pulled off, but not quick enough. The first shot entered my mouth. The rest hit my chin and spread over my hand. I released the deflated dick. It withdrew and I swallowed. The taste was not so bad. Kay looked down at me very pleased, and in fact I was pleased too. We exchanged gazes for a moment. Suddenly, another cock appeared from the glory hole on the right. This one was big-about 8 inches long. I said to her, "You?"

She just shook her head and nudged me toward the pulsating cock. I licked the head, which was dripping with pre-cum. Slowly I sucked the dick into my mouth. It was so big, I had a hard time in getting it in mouth. Eventually, I was able to move about half of it in. I moved up and down on it. Again, Kay played with her tits. This guy came quickly, and this time it all went into my mouth. I swallowed as much as I could, but some of it dripped out of the corners of my mouth. The cock withdrew.

I sat back up on the bench. We kissed and exchanged cum from the strangers with our tongues. "I want to cum now," I announced. Kay moved down my body, but I stopped her. I had something different in mind. "I want you to suck me off through the hole." She looked puzzled. "I'll go in the booth next door, and you suck me off. But the kicker is that I want you to put on a show so the guy in the other booth can see you through the glory hole.

And I want you let me cum in your mouth and all over you tits." Kay was hesitant. "I dare you."

She said, "Okay." We stood and moved the bench up. I said, "I'll be in this booth." I tapped on the left wall, and quickly exited the booth. Just when I was closing the door, a guy entered the booth on the left. I gulped. Now what? The right booth was busy too. I stood there not knowing what to do. After a couple, the right booth opened, and a winded man walked out. I had just sucked him off!! He walked past me and I ran into the booth.

I got situated and looked through the glory hole at Kay. She was sucking the guy in the left booth!! She must have thought it was me! I was concerned but also very, very turned on. True to her word, Kay was putting on a good show. She sucked with her head off to the side. She kneaded her tits. I did not see it very clearly, but I could tell that she was deep-throating him at times. She put on a great show. I was so hard. Soon, the guy started to cum. He came in her mouth and on her tits.

That is when I said through the hole, "Kay what are doing? You're sucking on the wrong cock!"

She immediately let go of the cock and sat back on the bench. The Soxer looked a little dazed. I exited the booth just as the guy in the left booth did. I ran into the left booth. I looked through the hole and saw Kay still sitting there. I heard another door close. She looked down at the right hole and moved her face towards it. She did not realize that I moved.

A cock appeared in the hole. I said, "Pssst." She ignored me, figuring I was a stranger. This cock was a monster-at least 10 inches. She went to town on it. Again, she gave me a good show. The cum of the previous guy made her tits shinny. Kay did her best to swallow this dick, but it was just too big. I continued to rub my cock. I don't think I have ever been so excited. Soon the guy came; a huge load spattered all over her face and tits. She looked very satisfied.

I exited my booth and knocked on Kay's door, "Let me in. It's C.J." After a moment of shuffling, she opened the door and I stepped in. She embraced me and deeply kissed me. She forced her tongue in my mouth. I rubbed her soaked, slippery tits. "That was fun," she said. "But Kay, you sucked the wrong cocks."

"I knew that. I just wanted to put on a show for you!"

I was stunned, but still rock-hard. "Suck me off now." I sat on the bench and she knelt before me. "You liked sucking those cocks, didn't you?" I asked.

"Yes. And you loved watching me."

I did. Soon she was deep-throating me. I was close and she knew it. She pulled up and let me shoot on her tongue. She let it pool there. I was spent. Kay crawled up to me and we exchanged my cum.

We both rested for a few minutes. The Soxer put her shirt back on; her chest was soaked so much cum that her white tank top became almost see-though. Her nipples stuck out. We both were a mess-cum all over our faces and necks. "I guess we should get going."

"Okay." We got a few looks from guys as we walked down the hall. The lights in the main room blinded us for a moment. The clerk gave as a smirk and said, "I hope you enjoyed yourself. Come back and see us again soon." Kay shocked me by answering, "Oh, we'll be back soon!"

05-03-2008, 09:36 PM
I Dare You Ch. 2
by Digger66

"Wow! I can't believe we just did that," I said.

"You betcha, we just did it," Kay replied. We walked across the parking lot towards the car. My mind was racing; I just suck off two guys! So did my girlfriend! I was having a difficult time fathoming that our dares would take us to an adult bookstore where we would flash patrons and suck cocks through gloryholes.

"Did you mean it when you told the clerk that we would be back?" I asked.

"I meant it." I stopped Kay and kissed her. Our tongues played together. I fondled her tits through her cum-soaked tanktop.

Over the next week, all I thought about was the bookstore and our experiences. With Kay working full-time, and me in classes and working part-time, we did not have a chance to get together, much less repeat our adventure. I was hoping something like this would happen again.

Thursday evening, Kay called me and asked if I wanted to go out to her church-friend Cynthia's house for dinner on Saturday. I agreed, especially after learning that Cynthia lived right on a lake with few neighbors. While Cynthia was a bit older, she still looked sexy and seemed to respond when I flashed her in the supermarket some weeks back.

We arrived at Cynthia's house around 5:30. I was introduced to Marc, Cynthia's husband. He was about 5'9" and of medium build. He immediately struck me as a very relaxed, friendly guy. Their house was great: three bedrooms and baths, a big livingroom with a fireplace, a nice deck, and a hot tub. But what was most impressive was the location-right on the lake. They had a small dock and canoe. Their neighbors were at least 200 feet from them on both sides. The lake itself was smallish, but not crowded. There were no public accesses to it and no motorboats allowed.

We sat and chatted for a long time. After lighting the grill, we put dinner on and had a few more drinks. The meal was great, spiced by lively conversation. We were all feeling a little giddy. Marc and Cynthia got a little frisky with each other. I caught them making out in the kitchen (it was their house, what was I going to say?). Things calmed down after awhile. As we were leaving, our hosts invited us back next Friday night and to stay the weekend for they had some friends coming into town who they thought we would like. We agreed and drove home. Kay and I thought about stopping on a side road, but we were both too tired.

The week moved by quickly. Finally Friday arrived and we went off to the house on the lake. Upon arrival, we were introduced to Marc and Cynthia's friends, Kim and Jake. Kim was on the short side-5'2". Jake was about the same size as Marc-5'9".

After a quick dinner, we went for a short walk. Upon returning to the house, Cynthia suggested we take a dip in the hot tub. All agreed, but Kay and I exchanged glances, knowing that we forgot to bring bathing suits with us. Our hosts said they had plenty of suits. Marc found a low-riding jockey pair for me. Cynthia found a bikini for Kay. Both of our suits were too small. Kay's tits were practically on display for all to see.

All six of us jumped in the tub. We sat boy-girl, with no one next to their mate. Kim wore a one-piece that showed off her slender and firm body. Her tits were small but her ass was fantastic. Cynthia wore a bikini. Her medium-sized breasts showed a little bit of sag, but I could not take my eyes off them. We were all pretty tipsy. With the bubbles on full-blast, I suddenly felt a hand on my thigh, then one on my other thigh. The two women were feeling me up. I didn't mind. In fact, I got excited. I slid my hand under the water and caressed their thighs. I was trying to concentrate at the things at hand (so to speak), when I brushed up against Marc's hand while I was touching Kim! It seemed as though we were all doing this. At a certain point I stopped. While excited, I was getting overheated in the tub. I announced my plans to get out. Everyone quickly followed.

It was getting late, so Cynthia showed us to one of the guest bedrooms. Kim and Jake were next door. Cynthia and Marc were above us. After brushing our teeth, Kay and I took a shower in order to get the chlorine off of us. We soaped each other up pretty good and got each other excited. Once finished, we adjourned to the bedroom and fell into bed naked. We started to kiss and rub each other. I massaged Kay's tits and she caressed my ass. In a moment of quiet, we heard voices from above and next to us. We could clearly hear Kim say, "Yes! Do it! Shove your cock in me!!" Kay and I both got more excited. Suddenly, from above us, we heard a bed squeaking and some loud moaning. Kay said to me, "Are you as turned-on as I am?" I stroked her pussy. She continued, "I saw you staring at Cynthia's tits. You like them, don't you?" "Yes!" I shoved 2 fingers in Kay's wet pussy. "What would you like to do with them?" I shoved my cock into her and started to pump. "I want to fuck her tits!" On the up stroke, "I want her to suck my cock. Then I want to cum all over her tits and have her lick my cock clean!!" At this point we repositioned ourselves into 69. I licked her clit. She swallowed my cock. We put each other over the edge. She came in my mouth and me in hers. After resting a moment, we cuddled together, then fell asleep.

In the morning, I lay in bed half awake while the others stirred. I heard Marc and Jake say they were going for run. Being on the first floor, I could clearly hear as the women gabbed in the kitchen. My ears perked up when they started to discuss last night-particularly about the sex. Kay said, "Boy Kim, you sure were noisy last night." "Not as loud as Cynthia," Kim said with a laugh. Cynthia asked, "So Kay, we didn't hear you last night; cat got your tongue?" "No. Dick in my mouth." Cynthia and Kim said in unison, "Yuck!!" Kim continued, "That is so disgusting. Jake is always after me to do that. I did it a couple times when we first got married. I thought it was so filthy. Once, he even came in my mouth. It was horrible. I satisfy him with normal ways, but never with my mouth." Cynthia added, "I think the whole thing is disgusting. I have never done it and never will. Only sluts do oral sex. I don't even like that stuff on my body. It is so slimy and horrible." Kay quietly said, "You two don't know what you are missing. It makes C.J. feel so good. It makes me feel like I have power over. Besides, I like the taste of cum. I think it is yummy-smooth and salty." Kim and Cynthia made some disparaging comments then quickly changed the subject. I thought, poor Marc and Jake-no blowjobs for years.

The rest of day was spent lounging around by the lake. After and early dinner, the three of us men decided to go rent a video. Being out in the country, it was a long ride to a store. After some discussion, we picked out a romantic comedy. We had joked with each other in the store that we should rent "Bikini School III" or "Chained Heat." Once back in the car, I commented, "We should have gotten the bikini movie. By the way, thanks for loaning us the swimsuits. I must get Kay to buy one of those bikinis, it makes me want to jump her." Marc replied, "I agree. Oh sorry, no offense." "None taken. But why would you want to, you wife is a babe." I turned to Jake, "Yours too." "Thanks. But Marc is right, the suit shows off Kay's, ummm, assets very nicely." I said, "Well, from what I can tell, your women both have assets too." We all chuckled. I continued, "Boy Jake, you two were really going at it last night." He blushed and said nothing. The conversation stopped.

A little while later, Marc said, "Maybe we should pick up some more 'adult' videos." "What do mean?" I asked, then continued, "do you think the girls will go for it." He answered, "We'll see." A few minutes later, we pulled into the XXX store that Kay and I had been at. My mind raced-"was this going to be a dash in and out, or would we have time to look around." The three of wandered around the shop slowly. I said to the guys, pointing my finger toward the booths, "We should go preview some movies so we can pick out a good one." We all got $5 worth of tokens and headed in. I stayed in back and watch Jake and Marc enter booths that were one apart from each other. The booth between them was empty, so I entered it.

Sure enough, the booth I was in had a gloryhole on each side of it. I thought how I could see what Marc and Jake were watching. After dropping my tokens in, I selected a European type of movie (they are usually better-better looking women and men, better locations, better plots, better sex). I was watching this woman take on two men at once. First she sucked them both, then took one from each end, finally she got double penetrated-one in pussy, one in the ass. I was rubbing my cock through my shorts. I released it and started to stoke away. I leaned back and peeked in at Marc. He was watching some blowjob movie. Poor guy, I thought, no blowjobs for years. Maybe I should help him out. When I leaned a little closer, I was shocked to see Marc sucking on a cock through the opposite gloryhole. He was really going at it. He had one hand on the stranger's cock and one on his own. Eventually, Marc pulled back from the hole and wiped his mouth off. Obviously, the guy had cum in his mouth. Marc sat back and watched the movie and stroked his cock. He started to whisper, "Please Cynthia, suck my cock." I had to help the guy out. I pushed two fingers through the glory hole, and knelt down next to it. In a moment, Marc put his cock through. It was smaller than mine-only about 5 inches and rather thin. I started to lick his head. I circled it with my tongue, then dived right in. He moaned. Remembering my technique from last time, I increased my tempo. I came up for air for a moment. I stroked his cock while I looked up at the movie. The men were cumming all over the woman. I stroked my cock for a moment. Something caught my eye. It was Jake! He was watching me. Well, as long as he was watching, I decided to put a show on for him. I went back to Marc's cock and sucked away. I shifted to left so Jake could see. Soon Marc started to moan and he shot his load into my mouth. It tasted pretty good; Cynthia was missing something. I sucked him dry. He withdrew. I sat back on the bench.

I looked at Jake's hole and saw a finger go in and out. Could it be that we are all cocksuckers as well as pussy-pounders? I guess so. I shoved my 7.5 inches through. Immediately arose from a Jake a pleasant moan. He was doing a pretty good job-not as good as Kay. I looked back at the movie and then noticed Marc watching me. I decided to put on a little show. I said, "You want my cum don't you? Well I am going to give it to you. You better swallow my big load!!" In a few moments, he did. Jake sucked me dry. I flopped back down on my seat. Marc was still looking at me. Jake's cock now came through the gloryhole. His cock was just slightly bigger than Marc's. I went to town on it, all the while giving Marc a show. Eventually, Jake deposited a large amount of cum in my mouth. I sat back and relaxed. I heard Jake's and Marc's movies shut off. Through the thin walls, I heard each leave their booths at about the same time. They talked, "Did you see anything good?" "Oh ya. I liked it a lot." I waited a few minutes, and then vacated the booth. We rented a European video-it had a variety of scenes including a three-guys-on-one-girl.

We returned home and all watched our first movie. After it, a tipsy Jake said we got a second video. The women told us to put it in. We explained that it may be a little racy. No problems, they said. The first scene was of a woman sunning herself in the backyard. Her husband comes home to find her. They start to make out and remove their clothing. Kay said, "Wow. This is pretty exciting." Soon, the actors were fondling each other. Cynthia piped up, "Okay. That is enough of this crap. I say we turn it off." Jake said, "Can't we just watch the first scene?" Marc continued, "Yeah, Hon." Kay surprised me by saying, "Yeah. Just the first scene." We did. The man in the movie fucked the woman's pussy and ass. Eventually, he pulled out and came all over her tongue and face. The actress licked the cum up like it was honey. During all this, Kay and I were sitting closer and closer. I was gently caressing her arm. Jake and Kim were rubbing each other's thighs. The biggest surprise was Cynthia. Her eyes were locked on the screen. Unconsciously, I think, her hand moved around her pubic area.

After the scene was over, Marc turned out the tv and announced it was time for bed. Kay and I quickly brushed our teeth and ran into the bedroom. We got naked and started to fuck. Through the wall we heard Jake saying, "You want my cock, don't you!?" Kim replied, "Yes. Give me you big hard cock now!" We also heard Marc and Cynthia above us going at it. Kay and I smiled and went back to our own sex. I got Kay off and she had me cum on her tits. We both licked up the cum.

We lay there for a while. The house was quiet. Kay got up to get a drink of water. When she returned, she reported something interesting. The glowing tv drew her to the livingroom. In it she found Cynthia watching more of the video. The scene was of the three guys and one girl. Kay saw Cynthia masturbating. She had her pajamas off. She was squeezing her tits with one hand and fingering her pussy with the other. When the movie showed the guys cumming on the woman's face and in her mouth, Cynthia whispered, "Yeah. Take it all, slut. You love it, slut. Cum in her mouth." Cynthia came. After relaying this story, Kay said, "Maybe there is something more to Cynthia."

05-03-2008, 09:37 PM
I Dare You Ch. 3
by Digger66

The following is intended for ADULTS ONLY. If you are under 18 or are offended by stories of a sexual nature, STOP NOW. This story takes place in a FANTASY world with no AIDS or STDs. In the REAL world AIDS and STDs can kill you. Protect yourself!!!!


Several months had past. Work started picking up for Kay and me. We rarely saw each other, much less had sex. I was looking forward to the coming weekend together, when, on Wednesday, Kay called and reminded me that she was going to help at her annual crafts fair in Mannsville (about 70 miles away). She planned to go out to Cynthia’s for the weekend, seeing as Cynthia lived 30 miles closer to Mannsville and she was also going to help at the fair. On top of that, Kay wanted to keep her friend company seeing as Marc was going out of town for 2.5 weeks. I was disappointed at hearing this news, but I could not change Kay’s plans.

The following day, I had to go to an early morning meeting in Lannis (about 40 miles away). After putting 3 straight 14-hour days, the chore of waking up at 5am to go to a stupid meeting was done grudgingly. Thankfully, it was over around noon. I got a burger and hit the road. I was feeling rather stressed about work, and down about not seeing Kay.

My mind was in a fog as I drove home, but that changed when I saw the billboard for the “Book Shack – Adult Books, Movies and More! 25 Cent Booths.” I had almost forgotten that the highway took me right by the place Kay and I had sucked some dicks. A few weeks ago I had been by there to buy a fancy vibrator for Kay. During that visit, I met the owner, Kevin. He’s a nice guy and we chatted a long time.

I pulled off the highway and into the Book Shack’s parking lot. Upon entering the store, I saw Kevin and asked him how things were going. “Couldn’t be better,” he said. “Those fancy vibrators are selling great. I turned over my entire stock 4 times in 2 weeks. 110 vibrators in the last 10 days! Good thing the owner of the vibrator company is an old friend of mine. He told me that I am his number one client and he fills my orders before all others.”

“Wow, Kev,” I said, “that’s fantastic! Why are you selling so many?”

“There was some show on TV about them, now everyone wants one. I’ve had a lot of ladies, most married, come in.”

I said with a wink, “All the women were beautiful models, right?”

“A couple were pretty sweet, but most were middle-aged and rather ordinary.”

“So, did any go check out the booths?”

“I encouraged them,” Kevin said slyly. “I offered them free tokens. A couple dozen took me up on it. One night 4 sorority girls came over from the local religious college. They all bought vibrators and all went to the booths. They stayed back there about 45 minutes. Hell, I even ran back there and got my knob polished.”

I was getting a hard-on listening to him. I asked, “But how many of the women ran out the booths and store in disgust?”

“A couple,” he answered. “About half left after the tokens ran out. About 10 stayed longer. Most of those said that they would be back. I told them that if they brought a friend, I’d give them 25% off their next vibrator. Six have come back to take me up on the offer. Can you believe that?” My dick was pulsing, it was so hard. Kevin continued, “Three of my return customers have been back to the booths more than twice a week. One gal even brought her husband; they were in back for over an hour. Business is so good in the booths, that I am going have them repainted next week.”

“That’s great! Any of your new customers here today?” I asked with a grin.

“No. But there is some lunch-time regular, Thomas, who is having an extended buffet, if ya know what I mean. He said he’ll be out of town for a while and wanted to fill up before his trip.”

“Sounds good to me.” I got $5 worth of tokens, and proceeded toward the booths. In the corridor I saw 3 guys lined up in from of booth #3. I looked at one, nodded toward the door and asked, “Thomas?” He nodded back. I wasn’t going to hang out in the hall for 10 minutes for a shot at Thomas, so I went into a booth at the end, and watched a couple of videos. After clicking through the channels, I settled on a movie featuring 3 lesbians and their dildos. After a little bit, I went back out into the hall to check on the line. There was only one guy left. He was squeezing his cock through his pants. Booth #2’s door opened, and a satisfied-looking man walked out. The guy in line walked into #2. By examining the situation, I could tell that Thomas was in booth #3 and that he was getting it from both sides.

Booth #4 opened; its occupant left and I walked in. After putting tokens in the machine, I pulled out my cock and looked through the gloryhole. I was very surprised to see that “Thomas” was Marc, Cynthia’s husband. I was turned-on more than ever. The movie playing in his booth was one about blowjobs, but Marc wasn’t watching it. Instead, he was bobbing up and down on his neighbor’s cock. Remembering my previous experience at the booths with Marc, I decided to have some fun with him. Through the hole I said in a disguised voice, “Let me see you do it, cocksucker!” He responded by tilting his body and head off to one side so I could see him sucking. Marc pulled the cock (which was about 5 inches long) out of his mouth, looked at me and smiled. He ran his tongue up and down the shaft. “Make him cum all over your face,” I said sternly. Marc picked up his tempo and soon the cock sprayed cum on his cheeks and in his open mouth. He licked the dick clean, then used his fingers to scoop the cum off his face and into his mouth.

“Now me, cocksucker!” I barked at him. I stood up and put my 7.5 inches and balls through the gloryhole. Immediately Marc had his mouth on my cock. He was sucking like he needed my cum or he was going to die. I said loudly, “You like it, don’t you?” He didn’t answer; he just kept slurping. I repeated the question. Still no answer, so I withdrew from the hole.

Finally he said, “Yes, I love it!”

I toyed with him, “Do you want to suck it?”

“Please let me suck your cock.”

“Tell me why, slut.”

“Because I want your cum.” He paused then said, “Please give me your cum.” I put my dick back through the gloryhole. He sucked like crazy. I could hold back no more; I came. It felt like I dumped a gallon down his throat.

Pulling back, I said, “You are a good little slut.” I sat down and relaxed. I looked back at Marc; he was waiting for another cock from the other booth, but none appeared. He gathered himself together, stood up and unlocked the door. I wanted to have more fun with him, so I made sure I walked out of my booth at the same time he walked out of his. We almost ran into each other. “Marc, funny seeing you here.”

He turned 3 shades of red. He knew it had been me whom he just sucked off. In fact, I could see some cum on his face. “I … I,” he stammered.

“Having a good lunch break? Getting some stress relief, eh?”

Shyly, with his head lowered, he said, “Ahh … ummm … just checking out a few films.”

“Kay tells me that you are going out of town for a couple of weeks.”

He was coming out of his fog, “Yeah. I’m off to Pittsburgh for 17 days.”

“That’ll be stressful. I hope the misses is giving you a little relief before you go.” Looking right at him, I said, “Like you just gave me.”

After a moment, still with his head down, he sheepishly said, “She doesn’t give me that kind of relief.”

“Well, did you get some here today?”

“No,” he admitted. “I was helping other people.”

“Helping can be fun,” I said. His head picked up and eyes opened. “Maybe you should try a different booth for some relief.”

“I will,” and he walked past me into booth #7. I quickly moved into booth #8. We both got our machines going. Marc pulled out his cock and started stroking it. I leaned toward the gloryhole and stuck my face against the wall. I darted my tongue back and forth through the hole. Marc wasted no time; his 5 inch cock slipped past my lips. I held my mouth against the wall and he fucked it. Be angling the right way I could take him all in. After just a few minutes, I felt his cum splash on to my tongue. It was a lot. I swallowed as much as I could, but some leaked out of the corners of my mouth.

After Marc pulled out, I said, “Yummy.”

He said, “Thanks.”

I made sure we left the booths at the same time.

“Did you get some relief?” I asked.

“Yeah. Thanks for the advice about trying a different booth.”

“Don’t mention it. Ya know, while you’re in Pittsburgh, you shouldn’t let your stress build up too high. It sucks being away from home. You might want to check out cruisingforsex.com for places like this.”

He thanked me again. I wished him luck on his trip and we parted. I walked out to the front to talk to Kevin. “That guy come in a lot?”

“A couple of times a week.”

“Doesn’t surprise me. I know the guy and his wife is a prude. Maybe he should buy her one of those fancy vibrators.” We chuckled. We talked a little more about the improvements he was going to make—painting the booths and changing the screens, adding tissue boxes and wastebaskets. I suggested that he should advertise the vibrator in the local paper—especially in the food and fashion sections (the ones the women read). He thanked me for the idea and soon after I left.

Later on, I called Kay and told her the story. She was so turned-on that she grabbed he new vibrator and used it as we spoke. I could hear it churning (it is the kind that vibrates, churns little plastic beads, and has a rabbit to simulate the clit. Her new toy did the trick, and she came quickly. Kay’s breathing slowed and we talked about her weekend to come. After hanging up, I jerked off to some internet porn.

Friday through Sunday was on big pain for me; nothing but work, work, work. By the time I got home Sunday, I was exhausted and not looking forward to Monday. Kay’s weekend was much better. She told me the story that evening.

[In Kay’s Voice]

I couldn’t get my Thursday night’s conversation with C.J. out of my head. I thought about it all day at work on Friday. By the time I got to Cynthia’s, I was all wound up. Immediately, she offered some wine and I accepted. This was bad because I get horny when I get drunk. We talked about this and that through dinner and after. After 2 bottles of wine, around 9:30, she asked if I wanted to go into the hot tub. Naturally I said yes, but I also remembered that I forgot to bring my bathing suit. “That’s okay,” Cynthia explained with a slur, “we’ll go au natural. It’s just us girls.”

“Aren’t you afraid that your neighbors will see us?”

“Only Franklin, our one neighbor, can see to the tub.” She stared at me with a haze in her eyes, “Let him look! What a show he’ll have tonight!” She laughed.

We climbed into the tub naked. The conversation turned to Marc’s trip and C.J.’s work. I told her that it had been over 2 weeks since C.J. and had done it and that I was feeling very frisky. Cynthia looked embarrassed, so I changed the subject. We soaked for about 45 minutes. I was feeling very tired, but when I exited the tub, a blast of wind woke me up. Suddenly, I was goose-pipplely. I was also still very horny. Naked, we walked through the house and to our respective rooms. I went into the bathroom and brushed my teeth. I could not help staring at my breasts in the mirror. My nipples were still hard, and my thoughts were turning to C.J. and his cock. After brushing, I lingered in front of the mirror. My hands reached up to my breasts and I began to knead them. I rolled my nipples in my fingers; this sent small shock waves directly to my clit. I closed my eyes and started to imagine it was C.J.’s hands caressing me. I took a deep breath. It was at this moment that I heard Cynthia; she was standing naked in the hallway staring at me. I quickly dropped my hands to my side and felt a bit embarrassed. I gave her a half smile and said, “Just a little frisky tonight.” She looked at me with a blank face. “I was thinking of C.J.,” I explained, “I didn’t mean to embarrass you.”

She said, “No, no. My fault.” I could feel her eyes lock on to my tits, which was funny, because I was staring at hers too.

Cynthia shuffled off to her bedroom. I collected my things and headed to mine. My thoughts could not leave C.J.’s body and particularly his cock. I badly needed to get fucked. I wanted him inside of me. I was on fire. Fortunately, I brought my little helper with my: my mini-vibrator. I keep it in my purse for just such emergencies. It did the trick; within minutes, I was having an explosive orgasm. I tried to be quiet, but I let out a few loud whimpers and moans. After the stars faded from my eyes, I noticed that Cynthia had been standing outside of my closed door—her feet cast shadows through the crack at the bottom. After I calmed down, I heard her scamper off to her room.

Saturday morning came too early. We poured ourselves into the car, coffee in hand, and drove to the crafts show. Ten hours at booth can be boring. By the end of the day, I was happy to leave.

On the way home, Cynthia said to me from the passenger seat, “Sorry about walking in on you last night. I wasn’t trying to peep.”

“It’s okay,” I explained, “you’d already seen me naked, so it was not biggie. I hope I didn’t embarrass you; I got to thinking about C.J., and, well, my hormones took over.”

Cynthia blushed a little, but said, “I’m sorry I interrupted your fun.”

“Don’t worry about it. I used my little friend to help me out.”

“Little friend,” she asked.

“Yeah. My mini-vibrator.” While keeping my eyes on the road, I pulled out my purse and started to rummage in it. Upon finding the vibrator, I pulled it out and held it up where she could see it. Her eyes seemed to lock on to it.

“It looks like an egg with a string.”

“It’s my friend!” I laughed. “He has never failed me.” I turned it on and dropped it in her lap. She jumped, but quickly picked it up and felt it vibrating in her hand.

“I thought all vibrators were in the shapes of dicks,” she said.

“They come in all sizes, and shapes,” I explained. “Don’t you have one?” I turned toward her and saw that her face was bright red.

“No, why would I? Marc takes care of me.”

“Yes, but do you take care of yourself?”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, when you masturbate, what do you do?”

I could hear her breath quicken as she announced, “I don’t do such things.”

“Liar! You’re a big liar!”

“It’s true! I swear! Only sluts masturbate.”


“Why don’t you believe me?”

“Because, Cynthia, I saw you doing it?”


“That night we rented pornos. I saw you masturbating to the movie.” She was caught and she knew it. I was worried that she was going to cry.

“You can’t tell Marc,” she said weakly. “He’ll think I’m a freak. He’ll think he can’t satisfy me. It’ll hurt him.” She was sniffling a little.

“Cyn… it’s okay. We all do it. I won’t tell Marc, I swear.” She was drying her eyes. “Now tell the truth, how often do you do it.”

“You won’t tell anyone?” she asked.

“I swear.”

“About every other day.” I was stunned; Miss Prissypants masturbates every other day. “Is that a lot?” she asked innocently.

“No,” I lied. “Do you think it is a lot?”

“I guess not. I have never asked anyone about it. How often do you do it?”

“I was doing about twice a week until C.J. got me this new vibrator; now I do it every night.”

“With that little thing?”

“No. It is a big one that twists and winds. You should get one.” There was a long pause.

“Where would I get such a thing? Sears won’t carry it.”

“I know a place. Let’s go get you one now! Think of it as a special treat for yourself while Marc is away.”

Another long pause. “Okay.”

I steered the car along the interstate and eventually exited when I saw the signs for the Book Shack. I pulled into the parking lot and turned off the motor. “We can’t go in there,” Cynthia protested.

“Why not?”

“Someone might see us.”

“Like who?”

“I don’t know…my minister.”

“Well then we’ll see him too, won’t we? Believe me, we have nothing to worry about. I have been to this place before and it is safe and friendly.”

Cynthia hesitated, but I got out of the car. “Come on,” I shouted. Tentatively, she got out of the car, looking around making sure no one could see her. We walked quickly to the door and entered. The bell alerted the other 4 customers and the guy behind the desk to our presence. Cynthia stopped in the doorway; she seemed scared, but also fascinated. I walked toward the vibrators and dildos, with Cynthia close at my side. The items took up most of one wall.

She seemed overwhelmed. “I never thought there could be so many. So many different sizes and shapes.” I pulled the duplicate of mine and showed it to her. She seemed interested. Cynthia stared lovingly at it. While she did that, I looked around the store. The other customers were checking us out. Recalling my previous visit, I started to feel hot. Flipping through a rack of videos made me even hotter. I really wanted to back to go the booths and suck a few cocks, but Cynthia would never go. After 5 minutes of browsing the DVDs, she approached me, vibrator in hand, and whispered, “I’m going to get this one.” She paused, “Kay, let’s be real nasty, and rent a video.”

I was stunned but happy. “Okay,” I whispered back, “but which one?”

“You pick it out.”

“There are so many. I don’t know which one would be good. We don’t want to get a bad one.”

“Oh, just hurry,” she said.

“I know, I’ll ask the guy at the desk.” Cynthia gasped when I said this, but did not stop me as approached him. We recognized each other from my previous visit. “We want to rent a video. A good one with cute guys. Can you recommend any?”

“There are so many,” he replied. “But you could check out the movies in the booths and rent one of those.”

“Oh and how do we do that?” I winked at him.

“Get about $10 each worth of tokens, go back to a booth and feed them in the slots. The booths have 25 different movies. You can change the channels and find one that you like. In fact, I’ll give you 2 for 1 on the tokens so you can peruse as many movies as you like.”

“Okay, let’s do that.” I turned to Cynthia and said, “Let’s go preview what we want. I bet we’ll find something we like.”

I turned back to the cashier and exchanged my money for tokens. He whispered to me, “Back for more, eh? Try booth #3.” He gave me the coins, and I handed half to my friend.

As we walked back toward the booths, he grumbled at us, “Remember, only one per booth.” Cynthia shot me a look of concern.

“Don’t worry,” I whispered to her as we passed the curtains, “we can share a booth.” The hall was empty. My friend seemed a little timid, so I grabbed her hand and lead her to the middle of the aisle. “Three. That’s my lucky number.” I opened the door and held it as Cynthia stepped in. What I noticed straight off were the gloryholes on each side; I think she was oblivious to them. I stepped in behind her and slid the door shut.

“How do we get it going?” I took ten coins and dropped them into machine. Immediately, the screen flickered on. The opening image was of a woman giving blowjobs—she was surrounded by three studs, each with big, fat dicks. I heard Cynthia gasp. After about 30 seconds, she asked if we could change the channel.

“Go ahead,” I said. She skipped through a bunch of them until she came to a woman getting fucked in the ass. I could tell by the quality of the movie that it was made by an amateur. The woman was very ordinary looking, had real tits, a bit of fat around her, and looked over 30—as opposed to the fake-titted skinny teenagers who starred in most films. On the screen, a second man appeared, and lined his cock up with the woman’s pussy. After a moment of hesitation, he shoved it in her. The woman moaned with ecstasy. While the men pounded away, I turned and looked at Cynthia. She was transfixed by the action. I noticed her squirming a little. “That DP is pretty hot. I bet you want that done.”

05-03-2008, 09:39 PM
I Dare You Ch. 3
by Digger66

After a few blinks and without taking her eyes off the screen, Cynthia asked, “DP?”

“Double Penetration. You’d like that wouldn’t?” She took a shuddered breath in. “You’d like it if two guys fucked you at the same time. You’d like a big cock fucking you in the pussy and another fucking you in the ass.” Cynthia moaned a little. We watched a little longer. I reached up and changed the channel. “My turn to pick,” I said. I flipped through the rest until I came back to our opening scene—a woman surrounding by three cocks. She sucked on one, while jerking on the others. I was starting to get hot. Cynthia continued to stare at the screen. “Wow, that makes me horny; how bout you?”

“Yes,” she breathed.

“I would love to be surrounded by cocks and be forced to suck them.” In the film, one of the men erupted cum all over the star’s face. She quickly grabbed it and aimed the final squirts into her mouth. When he finished, she swallowed. I exclaimed, “That looks yummy.” Cynthia wrinkled her nose, but continued to watch the screen. “You really should try it,” I said to her, “cum tastes pretty good. Rather salty, but good.”

I suddenly noticed an eye through the gloryhole that was next to my friend. I wanted to see how far I could push Cynthia, so I said, “I am getting so turned on; I have to play with myself.” I started to pull up my skirt.

“Kay, what are you doing?”

“Taking off my underwear.” And I did, and immediately placed them in my purse.

“You can’t do that. Someone will catch us.”

“Like who?” I raised my skirt, and spread my legs. My pussy was already starting to feel moist. I moved the palm of my hand over the top of it, and gently rubbed. Cynthia just stared at me. I turned my attention back to the movie. “Do you like this movie, Cyn?”

“Yes,” she whispered.

“Why?” I dipped a finger into my snatch.

“Because the woman is a slut.”

“Do you wish that were you up there?” She hesitated. “Don’t worry; this is just between us girls.”

“Yes,” she said meekly.

“You? Surrounded by all those cocks?”


“You, forced to suck on them?”


“Forced to take their cum down your throat?”

“Yes!” Cynthia almost yelled.

“Me too. In fact,” I raised my voice, “I wish I had a cock to suck right now.”

Our friend in the other booth took the cue, and replaced his eye with his cock. I smiled and immediately grabbed it. Cynthia let out a soft scream when she noticed my actions. “Oh my god!” she said, “What are you doing? Kay, stop! You don’t know who that is!”

“I know. That is the big thrill.” I knelt down next to the wall and examined the cock more carefully. It was an ordinary-sized specimen—about 6 inches. I was feeling really horny, so I stick my tongue out and ran it over the cock’s head twice.

“Kay, stop that!”

I turned to her, “I thought you said you wanted to be that woman on the screen?”

She stammered, “Well … that is a movie and a fantasy.”

“Sometimes,” I said, “you can make fantasies come true.” I turned my attention back to the cock. I kissed it a few times. Looking Cynthia straight in the eye, I opened my mouth and closed it over the cock. I remained motionless for a moment, rolling my tongue over its head. He moaned. Ever so slowly, I moved my mouth down the cock, then back up it. After about 5 times, I removed it from my mouth, and began to lick it up and down. I looked at my friend, and she was staring at me. She was also massaging her tits with one hand and her crotch with the other. This made me hotter. I took my one hand and moved it under my skirt, and worked my clit over with my fingers. I slid the cock back into my mouth and went to work on it—going up and down quickly. I could hear Cynthia’s (and my) heavy breathing. After a few minutes, I felt the size of the cock increase and I knew he was going to cum. I pull him out of my mouth, and began to jerk him off. He was about to blast off, when I said (for maximum impact on Cynthia), “Look at me, I’m a slut!” He came! The first shot hit my face, the second hit my open mouth, and the rest went down my throat. I sucked him dry. When he went soft, I let him go and started to giggle. I sat back up on the bench. “I really am a slut,” I said with a laugh.

Cynthia, with her hands still on her body, smiled and said, “I guess you are.”

We both laughed. I put some more tokens in the machine and switched stations. I told her, that it was her time to choose a station. She flipped around, until she came to a woman (with big tits) masturbating with a dildo. Cynthia’s hands returned to her body. In the film, another woman appeared (with small tits) and started to masturbate too. I hiked up my skirt again, and worked on my pussy. My friend looked at me. “You know what?”

“What?” she replied.

“Sluts don’t wear bras either.” With that, I unbuttoned my blouse and removed it. I turned my back to her, and ordered, “Unhook me.” She did. The bra slid off me. I turned and faced my friend as I folded my bra. She was admiring my tits. I put the bra into my purse. Finally, I put the blouse back on, but I only fastened the lower 3 buttons. My nipples were prominently visible through my shirt.

We turned our attention back to the screen. The women were now kissing each other. The gloryhole caught my attention again as a big cock came through. This was above average—about 8 inches. Immediately, I reached for it. Cynthia gasp a little, “That is so big.”

“Mmmhumm. It feels so good. Touch.”

She moved back, “I couldn’t.”

“Who’s going to know? I won’t tell. He won’t tell.” She hesitated. I grabbed her left hand and brought it to cock. Gently, I placed it on the 8 inches. We each held it in one hand.

“It is big.”

“I know. It feels great. Don’t ya think?”

As if in a trance, she answered, “Yes.”

“Cyn, have you ever held one so big?”

“I’ve only held Marc’s.”

“You’re kidding?”

“No,” she continued to stare at the cock as we rubbed it, “I was a virgin when we met.”

“Is Marc this big?”

In a hushed voice, she said, “No, not even close.”

I knelt down by the wall and pulled her close in, “Look at how big it is.” She examined it. “I think I have to suck this one too.” With that I moved her hand off it and I enveloped the head with my mouth. Being such a large cock, I could not get much in. Cynthia had moved in closer to the hole. I went up and down a few times. Pulling off of it, I aimed the dick at my friend, “Now you.”

“Oh … no.”

“Come on, I dare you, you slut! Release your inner slut.”

That comment brought a smile to her face, and she took hold of the dick and very slowly moved it to her face. “You won’t tell anyone, will you?” She wetter her lips.

“Not a soul,” I replied.

With that, she kissed the tip of the cock. She kissed it again. I could see some pre-cum oozing out of the slit. She stuck her tongue out and licked the pre-cum. “Not bad, eh?” I asked.

“Not bad.” She resumed using her tongue. After a minute, she opened her mouth and placed it over only the second she had ever felt in her life. Cynthia could only get the head in. It was clear that she was struggling. She sucked for a while, until she pulled off and said, “He is too big. You do it.” She did not say it with disgust, only disappointment.

I grabbed him and went to work. Using my hand and mouth, I increased my tempo and could tell he was about to cum. With my free hand, I pulled Cynthia’s head next to mine, and pulled him out of my mouth. Boy did he cum. His big cock was full of spooge. The first shot hit my nose and part of my mouth, which was open. I redirected the cock toward my friend and the second shot hit her on nose and cheek. I pumped the cock and 3 more shots hit Cynthia on the face—the last going in her open mouth. Orienting the dick, I put it in my mouth and sucked the rest of his jizz out of him.

I released the stranger, and we sat back up. We looked at each other—with cum running down our faces—then broke into laughter. “I guess I am slut too,” Cynthia giggled. The TV clicked off and the light came on.

“Well, in order to join the Slut Union,” I said with a laugh, “you have to lose that bra.”

Still with a smile and cum on her face, my friend unbuttoned her top and removed it. She did like me, turned and made me unhook her bra. Cynthia’s medium-sized tits sprung loose. She faced me. I put her bra into my purse. I stared at her tits, which were mere inches away from me. She caught me looking and asked, “Are my boobs pretty?”

“Of course they are,” I said with assurance, “in fact, C.J. thinks their sexy—he told me that after seeing you in the hot tub.”

She smiled. “Really …”

Suddenly, there was a big bang on the door. It was the clerk. He yelled, “Feed the machine or get out.” We saw the latch move (he must have had some sort of key), and the door flew open. The clerk stood there growling, “Feed the machine or get out.” I was startled and frozen in my place. Cynthia was topless and immediately tried to hide her nakedness with her arm. The clerk grabbed my arm, and pulled me up, “And I told you, only one per booth!!” He yanked me out of the booth, past my stunned friend. The door closed, and I heard my friend latch it.

I was still frozen, but the clerk smiled and said softly, “Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you, but you know the rules. And thanks for the blowjob.” He winked at me, and that is when I became unstuck and realized his was an act. The clerk was just having some fun with us. As he walked out of the hall back to the store, he banged on my former booth and said, “Feed the machine.” Cynthia started it back up.

I stood in the hall for a moment, wondering what to do when I realized that I was holding Cynthia’s shirt. She was in the booth topless. I knocked on the door, but there was no reply. The volume was turned up pretty loud, so she could not hear my whispers. I slowly became aware of other people in the hall—two men. They were staring at me. I decided to go into booth #4 and see how Cyn was doing. I latched the door behind me, and dropped a few coins in the machine. It started up on the blowjob movie.

I peered through the gloryhole to my friend. I expected to see her crying or at least sitting there stunned. Instead, I found her leaning back watching the amateur movie—the star was now being gangbanged. Cynthia had one hand on her crotch and one on her tits. I was pleasantly surprised. Maybe Cynthia was a slut at heart. “Cyn,” I said through the hole. She looked over at me. “You okay?”

She continued to massage herself, “Yeah. That was scary … but exciting.”

“You truly are a slut.” We both laughed. “How many coins have you got left?”

“About ten,” she continued to play with herself even as her attention was on me.

“I only have four. When yours run out, meet me out front. I’ll have a movie rented by then.”

“Okay.” She was still oblivious to the fact that she was missing her shirt. I was feeling wicked, so I wasn’t going to tell her.

“Which one should I get?”

My friend thought for a second, then replied, “The blowjob video.” Her attention returned to the movie and her own body. I sat stunned by the turn of events; here was my friend of several years—a middle-aged, rather sexually inexperienced woman--sitting topless in an adult arcade, with cum on her face, masturbating. It turned me on.

My machine was making noises like it was going to stop soon. As I leaned down to tell Cynthia, I saw a cock poking through the other gloryhole in her booth. She saw it too. My video stopped and my light clicked on, so I moved back from the hole so as not to be seen. Cyn glanced in my direction (she thought I had left) and turned toward the faceless cock. She slowly reached out and grabbed it. Caressing it, she moved her head toward it. I could only see her back, but I could tell that she was sucking on the dick. She really had become a slut. I chuckled to myself. ‘Sluts can go topless,’ I thought, and exited my booth and headed toward the front.

Upon stepping through the curtains, I was temporarily blinded by the light. As I moved toward the counter, I noticed that the store was crowded. There were 14 people in the store including several couples and single women. Everyone was looking at me—my blouse was open most of the way and they could see my “valley of interest.”

I got in line, which was 3 people deep. I was waiting for less than a minute, when a woman got in line behind me. She had one of those fancy vibrators in her hand—like the one C.J. had bought me. She caught me looking at it. “I saw it on Oprah,” she said in a hushed voice.

“I know,” I said, “my boyfriend just bought me one. It works great.”

“I’m glad to hear that,” she said softly. “I need to please me. Lord knows, my bum of a husband can’t.”

“You’ll like it. It sent me over the edge like that.” I snapped my fingers.

She smiled, and said, “You have something on you chin.”

I moved my hand up to it—it was cum! I was standing in a brightly lit store talking to a woman with cum on my face. I was momentarily embarrassed, but I shrugged it off. I used my finger to gather up the cum, then stuck my finger in my mouth and sucked it clean. “Yum.” She gave me an odd look. I leaned in close to her and whispered, “If you really want to be sent over the edge, go back to the booths. It is a lot of fun.” I winked at her.

“Booths?” she asked.

We moved up in the line. Softly I told her, “Yeah. You can watch dirty movies. When you get to the counter, get $5 worth of tokens and go back to the booths. Try number 3. It is really exciting.”


“Believe me.”

I got to the front of the line. The clerk grinned and asked, “Where’s your friend?”

“She’ll be out in a moment when her tokens run out.”

“Have you decided on a movie?”

“Number 1—The Librarian.”

“Excellent choice. Fill out the membership form while I get it.” He wandered back to some shelves.

Cynthia walked through the curtains. All eyes turned toward her. She was topless, but held her left arm across her breasts. Like me, her face had cum all over it. Also like me, she was blinded by the lights. After a moment, she walked quickly up to me, and said quietly, “Give me my shirt.” The woman in line behind me had a stunned look on her face.

“Here you go.” Upon taking the blouse, Cynthia realized that she needed to use both hands to put it on and if she did, she would be exposed for all to see.

She shot me a look of desperation, and said, “A little help.”

“Sure, slut,” I said with a giggle. I took the shirt back and held it out like you would a coat. My friend wiggled and tried to not uncover her tits as she got into it, but she failed. I was being devious, and held the shirt back while she stood there exposed. Slowly, I pulled it up to her shoulders. She immediately buttoned it.

The clerk returned to the front with the video and took my form. As he entered the information into his computer, he said to Cynthia, “I hope I didn’t scare you.”

“No, it’s okay.”

“Rules are rules.”

The woman behind me asked softly, “What rules?”

“No big deal—one person per booth and you must keep the machine going—you must keep putting tokens in the machine.”

“Oh.” The woman caught Cynthia’s eye and asked in hush tones, “Is it exciting back there?”

She thought for a second, then got a devilish grin on her face and said, “Very exciting. You should try it.”

“$98.74 for the video and vibrator.”

“I’ll pay. My treat.” Cynthia didn’t stop me.

The clerk asked Cynthia “Did like the booths?”

“Oh yeah!”

“Come back soon. In fact, if you come back in the next week, I’ll give you 2 for 1 on the tokens. Also, if you,” he pointed at Cynthia, “bring a different friend back with you next time, you’ll get 25% off your next dildo or vibrator.” She smiled at his offer.

As I was putting away my credit card, I turned to the woman in line and told her, “Enjoy your new toy.”

“I will.” She then said to the clerk, “$5 worth of tokens please.” She winked at me.

As Cynthia and I walked out the car, I said to her, “You released your inner slut.”

“You brought it out of me, SLUT!”

We laughed as we drove away.

07-09-2008, 06:54 AM
good stories

07-09-2008, 07:01 AM
Thanks for reading it....:)