Adult "Bookstores" and the fun we have

cream1rst

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Hello all! I wanted to start a thread about the many experiences that occur at adult bookstores. I visited one for the first time and thoroughly enjoyed myself. The amount of videos and toys all had me turned on as soon as I got there. I picked out my video of choice (Jane Marie) and got to enjoy a heavy load all to myself.. Yum.... However, what are your stories? What bookstore do you frequent?? Please share!
 
Glory hole

One night about 25 years ago I visited a video booth that had a glory hole but I didn't pay any attention to it and watched the movie that turned me on. After about five minutes someone got into the booth next to me and started rubbing his finger around the glory hole obviously looking for something to happen. I was scared and ignored it until my movie was over and I left.
I've thought about it from time to time and regret not exploring a little, I mean I think it would have been fun to at least give the guy a hand job and feel a man cum in my hand. I got married soon after and wouldn't think about returning so I guess I missed my chance.
If my wife were a little adventurist I would love to go to a video booth with her and watch her give an anonymous hand job, just kind of a fun date night activity after dinner and a couple of cocktails.;)
 
Going

My wife comes home next week and I am going Friday to the adult bookstore. Its not exactly close but I have had some good times there. I remember it being about like cardinals experience except when I seen the finger circling the hole I got excited. I had been sitting there jacking to she male porn and knew what the hole was for but I had only had one gay experience in my life. When that huge cock came through the hole I was scared. It was 8" long and my hand just fit around it. I sat there and was stunned I didn't know what I was going to do. Then I noticed my cock was hurting it was so hard. Lol my dick, always knows what I want right. So I reached out and touched it. It felt weird. So soft. So hard. So warm. Then I noticed it was shaved. God the more I jacked it, the more I looked at it, the more I couldn't get over the feeling it belonged in my mouth. Would it fit? Could I get it all in? Would I embarrass myself and the guy start laughing? The only thing I knew for sure was if I didn't put that cock in my mouth I would think about that moment the rest of my life. I slid off my seat and got in the floor. I slowly slid my tongue under the head and tasted his precum. Then I licked the head and started running my lips up and down the shaft. Trying to get up the nerve to put it in my mouth. After all once it was in my mouth I was a cocksucker right? Then I pulled my head back took one more look and opened my mouth and engulfed the head. My eyes closed and still jacking I took about two inches into my mouth. Then I pulled back off. It tasted.... like nothing I'd ever put in my mouth. I hungrily went back to it and this time went till I gagged. There I held still wondering if there was a trick to getting it all on my mouth. Once I knew I couldn't I swallowed as much as I could. At the point where I gagged I wrapped my hand around the shaft right next to my lips. Then I sucked that cock like it was giving me life. I closed my eyes and made love to that cock with my mouth and when I came down on it, my cheeks pulled tight to the shaft, I would gag just a little before hitting my hand. It took longer for me to get that cock in my mouth than it did for him to reward my efforts. I learned two things that day. I swallow and when the cock in the hole is done I jack off by myself. So before my wife gets home I'm going to get my fix.
 
Being a compulsive cocksucker, I'm always on the lookout for any opportunity to be down on my knees with a big juicy cock stuffed in my mouth. I've been advised on numerous occasions by more than a few people to try out my local adult bookstore to find guys to blow. I'm very tempted, but I'm also concerned about the health aspect and of contracting something there that could infect my wife. Am I being overly cautious? Has anyone had any experience with this issue. I'd appreciate some advice. Please.
 
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Me too

I wish I understood more about the bookstore deal. I am always looking for someone that wants to suck a cock. I think it would be cool to find another married dude that wanted some dick. Maybe be a regular deal. He might even want his wife to watch. That's fine with me.
 
I (F) plan on taking my Sister & Mom to a book store with a glory hole.... :D
 
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A few months ago I went to a ABC with a large theater room & a second large room filled with booths all with GH. I dressed nice & did my make up leather mini skirt & satin top & headed into the theater room & because it was a sat night the place was really full of men, & as it turned out I was the only CD. The room had about 5 couches in a semi circle with many tvs playing porn. As soon as I sat down & guy approached me & stood in front of me & opened his pants to expose his hard cock. He just said suck me slut & it was in my mouth. That drew a lot of guys to watch & expose then self's as I sucked his cock. How he knew that I was very much a submissive with out talking I still don't know but he was very much a DOM. He stops me from sucking & has me stand & told to remove my top & skirt, which I do with out saying a word. He takes me my the hand to an other couch next to a guy jerking off & told to suck him off. I bend over & obey & feel many hands touching me all over. My thong is pulled down & now my cock & hole are being played with. The man cums & I am told to swallow his cum, & I do. He now makes me suck him again & I feel lube being put in my butt. I try to look back but he tells me to not stop sucking him. I cock now going into my butt & he starts to fuck me hard as I suck the DOM. It only last a few minutes & he cums & is replaced by another cock. The DOM pulls out of my mouth & lets an other guys cock into my mouth & he tells me to suck him off good. He cums fast & I swallow as the guy fucking cums. I lay on the couch & an other guy quickly puts his cock in my mouth & cums fast as well. The DOM walks away & I get my head back together to get out before I have to service more man. I leave with just my skirt back on & as I get locked in my car the cum stars licking out & I find out they fucked me bare cock. I did get my yearly std test & thankfully all is well. It was a scarey night but I keep wanting to do it again soon.
Annie
 
My wife comes home next week and I am going Friday to the adult bookstore. Its not exactly close but I have had some good times there. I remember it being about like cardinals experience except when I seen the finger circling the hole I got excited. I had been sitting there jacking to she male porn and knew what the hole was for but I had only had one gay experience in my life. When that huge cock came through the hole I was scared. It was 8" long and my hand just fit around it. I sat there and was stunned I didn't know what I was going to do. Then I noticed my cock was hurting it was so hard. Lol my dick, always knows what I want right. So I reached out and touched it. It felt weird. So soft. So hard. So warm. Then I noticed it was shaved. God the more I jacked it, the more I looked at it, the more I couldn't get over the feeling it belonged in my mouth. Would it fit? Could I get it all in? Would I embarrass myself and the guy start laughing? The only thing I knew for sure was if I didn't put that cock in my mouth I would think about that moment the rest of my life. I slid off my seat and got in the floor. I slowly slid my tongue under the head and tasted his precum. Then I licked the head and started running my lips up and down the shaft. Trying to get up the nerve to put it in my mouth. After all once it was in my mouth I was a cocksucker right? Then I pulled my head back took one more look and opened my mouth and engulfed the head. My eyes closed and still jacking I took about two inches into my mouth. Then I pulled back off. It tasted.... like nothing I'd ever put in my mouth. I hungrily went back to it and this time went till I gagged. There I held still wondering if there was a trick to getting it all on my mouth. Once I knew I couldn't I swallowed as much as I could. At the point where I gagged I wrapped my hand around the shaft right next to my lips. Then I sucked that cock like it was giving me life. I closed my eyes and made love to that cock with my mouth and when I came down on it, my cheeks pulled tight to the shaft, I would gag just a little before hitting my hand. It took longer for me to get that cock in my mouth than it did for him to reward my efforts. I learned two things that day. I swallow and when the cock in the hole is done I jack off by myself. So before my wife gets home I'm going to get my fix.


So hot! so envious!
 
I wish I understood more about the bookstore deal. I am always looking for someone that wants to suck a cock. I think it would be cool to find another married dude that wanted some dick. Maybe be a regular deal. He might even want his wife to watch. That's fine with me.

Finding another part-time cocksucker who is married and monogamous would be ideal. No worry of STDs and just buddies sucking each other off for fun as needed.
This kind of friend would be the best, you could play a round of golf, grab a beer or two and get or give head before heading home.
Guys helping guys would be so great, I might not even be horny but if my married buddy told me he really needed a BJ I'd get in the car and take care of my friend without any drama or BS.
 
Finding another part-time cocksucker who is married and monogamous would be ideal. No worry of STDs and just buddies sucking each other off for fun as needed.
This kind of friend would be the best, you could play a round of golf, grab a beer or two and get or give head before heading home.
Guys helping guys would be so great, I might not even be horny but if my married buddy told me he really needed a BJ I'd get in the car and take care of my friend without any drama or BS.

I've been looking for that guy for years and I'm sure there are some around. The thing is, how do you identify them.
 
my tale is about an adult theater instead of a bookstore...but I've had fun in adult arcades...bookstores..and theaters...they're all fun and nasty playgrounds:devil:

I was instructed to wear my black leather pencil skirt...the one with the slit up to here in the back...my sexy black under wire push up bra, which looked so provocative peeking under my thin white blouse and...a firm demand of " no panties"...I would always get this fun little tingle in my pussy when I was told to dress in a certain, how should I put it, "slutty way"...I knew my husband had plans for the evening...I never knew what lie ahead ...but, it was going to be naughty! We stopped and had a few drinks, my husband didn't drink alcohol but he always got a kick of ordering me a drink called a Pantie Dropper...after a few of those you would feel all warm and fuzzy and want to do just that...Drop your panties! ..We ended up at a small seedy adult theater called the Oregon T heater ...It was sorta a creepy little place...dark and dank the only light in the lobby came from the small counter up front where a small popcorn popping machine sat half full of stale popcorn that nobody ever bought...The place was deserted except for a handful of men wandering nervously around looking over their shoulders..I felt a little out of place It seemed I was the only female in the house! My husband took me by my hand and lead me through a curtain doorway which lead to the big viewing room and down the narrow aisle only having the blue hazy light from the film to navigate by , the theater was nearly deserted except for a few dark silhouettes off in the shadows ..we stopped about half way to the front...and I was told to count over eight seats and sit in that seat!...I did as I was instructed eighth seat over seemed to sit lower to the floor then all the surrounding ones ...I did what I was told and sat..I was a bit uncomfortable in that low seat in my tight leather skirt...my husband suggested for my comfort that since it was so dark. and hardly anyone around I should just pull my tight skirt up around my waist thought about it for a moment that would leave me bare on the bottom sitting on those old theater seat...i didn't know if that was something I was willing to do... he again suggested that I could sit forward in the seat...so my pussy wasn't touching the bottom just my ass...he's explanation sounded logical so, I hiked my skirt up around my waist...the slit in the back made it easier to pull it up...I sat down , my husband took the seat next to me. So here I was, sitting in this nasty old porn theater with my skirt up around my waist, with my pussy all open and exposed , sitting on the edge of my seat!...what's next? I was beginning to feel a little silly and a bit disappointed , was this it? was this our planned nasty outing?I had no sooner thought that when my husband excused his self to go to the rest room...leaving me there alone, after about 10 minutes had passed I began to wonder what had happened to him, where he was? then I felt it.....at first I thought it was just my imagination...and then I felt it again...i could swear i felt something touch the back of my foot...there it goes again..what the? what happened next was a surreal experience I'll never forget.. it felt like fingers touching my ankle..I shifted in my seat glancing back and around to see if anyone was there...no one... I felt it again...this time i could telling it was a hand...and it wrapped it's fingers around my whole ankle and now was pulling it back under the seat..the hand let go of my ankle and the fingers begun feeling up my leg... it found the fullness of my calf...gently squeezing and caressing my lower leg...the phantom hand had worked it's way up to behind my knees.I couldn’t believe this was happening!where was this hand coming from? and, where was my husband?..I sat there a good 5 minutes allowing this ...this mystery hand .to touch and stroke my leg...the fingers were working their way up...I found myself slightly spreading my legs apart...the hand and fingers were now caressing my inner thigh..I caught myself enjoying the light circling motions the fingers were making...with the feelings of anticipation. and disbelief
i found myself sliding forward in my seat..I found that my pussy ,which was beginning to tingle and get moist,and was actually beginning to ache have pangs of pleasure and wanted to be touched more !I actually spread my legs open wider and move as far forward as I could so the fingers could find the spot it was searching for...they pulled gently on my soft bush and begin honing in , circling and gently pulling...omg...what was happening...my pussy was beginning to get dripping wet...my desire made my cunt slippery wet ohhh the fingers reacted like they had a mind of their own...i could feel them pause and tremble as they touched my open pussy ...and pinched my hard clit between the thumb and forefinger...ohhhh my god i pushed my cunt against the hand..rocking against it ...my pussy was so wet...i couldn't push hard enough it felt so good...the fingers plunged deep inside my wet pussy...the hand pushed the fingers probed ...the fingers closed to a fist...and now I was being fist fucked ohhh my mind was racing , I thought this has got to .somehow be husband fist fucking me right now...mmmm just as my eyes were closing and the orgasm was washing over me...I caught a glimpse of my husband sitting down in his seat next to me...i was too far in to the act to stop...i was having one the most intense orgasm I've ever had,,,I had someone's fist in my pussy...and the thought out that was putting me over the edge....i had to control my body...it was trembling and I didn't know what to do...and then the fist was gone...I was sitting there left with my legs spread wide ...pussy dripping wet ...feeling weak and confused...my husband leaned over and whispered and told me that I looked flushed and asked me if I was alright...I told him never better but that I was tired and wanted to go home...I gather myself and we when to leave..I gather myself as best I could and fix my clothing... we're heading out through the lobby...We passed a gentleman that has standing leaning up against the counter ...I noticed he had a very odd grin on his face...as we passed him ...he whispered something to me ...I looked back at him, ...he was licking his fingers and smiling...and what he whispered was...Thank you. you taste delicious...
true story...turns out this was a very old building ...Portland has an old history of being a shanghai port town, and that many old building used to be opium dens, brothels, and taverns that had trap doors under the floors to shanghai men and force them to be sailors on the ships ...this was one of those old buildings that been turn in to a theater and the "trap doors " in the floor modified for nasty pleasures...my husband knew the owner...they sure got me...
 
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