Monday, December 21, 2009

A True Story

About a month ago I was going through one of my 'phases' - and I know you know what I'm talking about. When I'm horny beyond belief and can't pass another guy on the street without taking a quick glance at his crotch and imagine his dick, the size of it, the way it looks, his balls - all nestled inside their underwear underneath their jeans.

Nearly every thought is of big hard cocks and their cum squirting out in hot, thick ropes.

I don't know what it is and I can't even begin to break it down. When I'm horny like this, all I want is to get on my knees and be a slut. Work on a nice shaft, feel a guys hands on the back of my head, pushing me down, making me gag. It's all quite filthy.

And it's really all about the cum. I want it. I want to swallow it. I want to feel him tense up, moan and I want to feel it get really hard in my mouth, twitch and pulse and unload down my throat. I crave it.

This particular time, I knew I had to do something about it.

I needed to satisfy that craving.

Business brought me out of town so I checked out a couple of websites for the city I was going to be visiting. I'm fine with bathhouses but was looking for something more instant.

I decided to try a first. A bookstore.

I've read a lot of stories on the internet about bookstore encounters but had never frequented one myself.

I have to admit, I walked by the place a few times trying to build the confidence to actually go in. I tried to window shop further down the street, just to watch out of the corner of my eye and see what kind of people were going in. I argued with myself that if it were all seniors, I wouldn't bother - but a few younger guys went in, so I forced my feet to walk me up to the door and suddenly I was inside.

The place was a normal magazine store, selling all of your usual magazines but there was a section at the back with adult magazines. You had to buy tokens from the guy at the cash to get in (I'd read up on the place before going). I looked over the regular magazines for only a few moments and then found myself at the cash asking for tokens. I couldn't believe I was actually doing this. I had dreamt of this moment for years, but being in a happy relationship, that's all my desires were - fantasies. I'd never really thought I'd have the chance to be a secret slut.

But there I was, walking into the adult section, and once in the adult section, I immediately walked through a door to a dark room with booths. There had been some guys looking at magazines that I'd passed but I had come this far and was bent on reaching my destination.

There were lights on the booths, signaling whether the booth was occupied or not. I saw one that was occupied attached to one that wasn't. I peered into the empty one and saw that it had a gloryhole that opened into the occupied booth. Awesome.

I went into the room. I locked the door behind me and dropped my tokens in.

The nervousness I'd felt prior to entering the building was now gone. The hard part had passed and I was finally going to get what I'd been craving.

With the movie playing in the background I got to my knees in front of the gloryhole and ran my finger along the rim of it, enticing whoever was on the other side to slide their cock through.

Before too long, the smooth head of a cock appeared at the hole and it's owner slowly pushed the rest of it through. It wasn't huge, but it was perfect. Veiny, smooth. It smelled clean, but sweaty and I quickly gave it a lick and tasted its saltiness.

I wasted no time. I had come here to suck a cock and swallow a load so I immediately started working over that cock like the experect cocksucker that I am. I have to admit I was a little too goal oriented. I didn't pace myself, I just got lost in the moment enjoying the feeling of that smooth cockhead hitting the back of my throat.

While slurping all over that hard dick, I noticed I'd run out of tokens and took my mouth off only long enough to put some more tokens in the machine. While I plopped them in, I kept working that cock with my othe hand. As I turned back to continue my blowjob I was greeted with a cumshot that hit my neck and dribbled onto my shirt. I'd missed the load I wanted to swallow, but it was hot working him with my hand and squeezing every drop out. Some of it ran over my fingers and I licked it off. Delicious.

He pulled his cock away and I heard him leave his booth.

Almost immediately, someone else came in and almost immediately they stuck their dick through.

I couldn't believe that I was actually going to suck 2 cocks in 1 day.

This one was bigger, harder - but still not as huge as I'd hoped for. I didn't care. I knew I wasn't going to take my mouth off this sucker for even a moment.

In hindsight, I had hoped for bigger gloryholes as these really only allowed enough room for penis, no balls, to fit through. Regardless, I set to work and wrapped my lips around that piece of meat.

It didn't take this guy long before he started thrusting his hips up against the wall, feeding me the length of his shaft. I could her his grunts through the wall and could tell I was about to get what I'd come for. Then it happened. I felt his dick spasm and he thrust up against the wall, pushing his cock all the way into me. I could feel him shooting in my mouth and his warm jizz sprayed my tongue and shot right down my throat.

Regardless, I left that bookstore with a big smile on my face.

And a few drops of some random guys spunk on my shirt.

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