Adult Bookstore Exhibitionists
This story is true and happened recently...
We met some friends for drinks on a Saturday evening. It was an enjoyable time, and we left the bar relatively early to head home. However, on the way, we passed by an adult bookstore where we had visited a while back to buy some sex toys. It wasn't late, and we each had a decent buzz going, so I pulled in to check out the store and see if we needed anything fun to add to our collection. It was dark, and there was only one other car in the tiny parking lot.
Inside, the small store was bright with florescent lights. It smelled like sex toys-- rubber and plastic, mixed with a cheesy perfume scent from various candles and sex sprays. There was a young k** behind the counter who mumbled "Hello" to us through his cleft lip as we entered the store. He looked completely bored. One older guy was in store, perusing quite feverishly through the myriad DVDs along the walls. (Who buys porn in a store anymore?) He looked over at us quickly, then went back to his shopping. He had a big round gut, under which was squeezed a black fanny pack. The guy had several DVDs in his hand while he continued looking at just about every one on the shelves.
We casually walked through the store, checking out all the different items for sale. You never realize what's all out there until you go into a rundown, old school adult bookstore. We laughed at some items, we were confused by a few of the items, and we wondered who would seriously ever use some of the other items. As we walked around, we saw the old guy pay for his new porn DVDs and head out of the store. Continuing to stroll through the merchandise on the shelves and hanging on the walls, we marveled at the size of some of the dildos and vibrators. We asked the store clerk to help us put together a dildo and a harness for her to use on me later. It was amazing how nonchalant he was about saying things like "cock" right there in front of the two of us, as if he was a produce manager describing which was the best avocado in the bunch.
Once we had our items picked out and had slowly made our way around the rest of the store, we started towards the raised check-out counter near the entrance door. But just before we approached the counter, I noticed two swinging doors off to the left. Huh, we had never seen that before in our few prior visits. I put our two items on the counter, and as the k** stood up to ring us out, I said, "Can you just hold these for a few minutes?" He said, "Sure," and I grabbed her hand to lead her through the swinging doors.
The doors led into a long hallway that was very dim. It smelled like musk and bleach. All along the right side were doors to booths. Once our eyes adjusted, we were whispering and tip toeing around like we were trespassers. While I had been in places like this in NYC way back when Times Square was a boiling cauldron of lust, the two of us had never set foot into something like this together. I wondered if they had gloryholes there. While I knew we were the only people in the store, I wasn't 100% sure that no one else was back here in the booths. None of the doors were closed, so I slowly swung open one wide enough to check for a gloryhole, and to just see what they looked like inside. I laughed to myself when I watched her ever so slowly peek her head around the opened door to look inside. I don't know what she was expecting to see, but there was nothing to be scared of or surprised by. It was a typical adult bookstore booth-- one chair, a screen, a slot for dollar bills, and two arrow buttons to change channels. No gloryhole. I went down the row and checked each one, and she slowly followed a few steps behind me. They were all the same, except the last two booths. Between them, from about your waist to your ankles, the wall was cut out and replaced by a window (probably plastic). Interesting. Upon getting to that last stall and confirming the same window, we realized that the hallway actually turned the corner, so we kept walking around. There we saw the same thing-- more booths along the right side, and the hallway exited back to the front check-out counter but through long beads in the doorway. (Something else we never noticed before.) But all of the booths in the second hallway had the window cut out between the booths. It was then we noticed that those booths had a "WINDOW" plastic sign fixed above each door.
Since I could just as easily watch porn at home on my laptop with my girlfriend for free, I wasn't about to get into a gross adult bookstore booth and feed dollar bills to watch porn from the 1970s, so I grabbed her hand and we walked out of the booth area to pay for our stuff and leave. Coming out into the bright store was like a slap to our eyeballs, and as we stood there adjusting to the light before walking up to the counter, another guy walked into the store. He was also older, but he looked in shape. A plain white ball cap covered his head of white hair. He had on a light jacket over a nice sweatsuit and he was wearing bright white sneakers. He paused just a moment and clearly checked out my girlfriend. I had no issues with it; it was, after all, a sex store. And she looked hot, so I couldn't blame him. She had on skin tight gray jeans, little black booties, and tight, dark tank top covered by a loose flowing floral top. I was dressed in jeans and a button down shirt. The guy proceeded to the DVD section and we went over to check out. As the k** rang us up, we were both either peeking back at the other customer or could see him out of our peripheral vision. He was definitely looking over at us between checking out DVDs. And I know he had seen us exit the booth area when he walked into the store. As I paid for our items, he walked to the swinging doors, paused to look at us, then disappeared into the dark hallway. Hmmmmm... "Did he just go in there?" I asked my girlfriend. She nodded "yes," knowing what I was probably going to do. "Can you hold these again?" I asked the k** as I slid my plastic bag of sex toys towards him. "Sure," he mumbled. I grabbed her hand and we walked through the swinging doors.
Again, we had to stop and let our eyes adjust. The guy was no where in sight, but I could see a red light shining above the last booth as we slowly walked down the hallway holding hands. The door was closed, he had to be in there, and we already knew it was a booth with a window. I could feel her grip my hand tightly as I opened the second to the last door and pulled her inside. Yep, he was in that last booth alright. I could see through the window that his movie playing and he was sitting in the chair facing the movie. I bent a little bit and could see his cock out his sweatpants and he was jerking off. I whispered, "He's in there and jerking off." She started to giggle-- she does that when she's nervous-- and she whispered back, "I know, I can see his feet and I can hear him." Indeed, the booth walls were very thin. We could hear his movie and his hand tugging at his hard cock. It was relatively short, but he had a pronounced pink head. We were both shocked at ourselves for even being in that booth.
I started to kiss her and took little steps backward to get us both in the low window. She was still giggling a little bit. I was nervous too, but we were both really turned on by the situation. I didn't waste any time. I put a dollar bill into the machine and a movie started to play. Our booth lit up from the screen. It was not the same as his movie, and it was odd to hear them both playing loudly at the same time. We started to kiss again, and I unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans, then I pulled them down below her hot ass. I felt her ass cheeks as we kissed, slightly turning us so he could see her exposed ass in her little thong. "Nice," we heard him say. That made her slide her tongue into my mouth. I played with her ass for him-- squeezing it, rubbing it, and spreading her cheeks apart. We heard his chair legs squeak on the linoleum floor as he turned his chair for a better view. I turned her around so she faced his wall. Her pussy was there in the window for him to see, and my hand slid down inside her panties. I touched her lips and she quietly moaned. Looking over her shoulder, I could see his knees spread in the window and his hand jerking off his short dick. My other hand reached around as I kissed her neck and I pulled her thongs to the side to show him her pussy. I played with her lips for him to see. "Nice," he said again. Then she turned back to me so he could see us from the side, and I pushed her panties and pants down to her knees. I started fingering her wet pussy while we continued to make out. I finger fucked her until she said, "I'm gonna cum so hard..." I looked down and saw the guy leaning over and looking up at us to see the whole scene while he kept tugging his dick.
When she was finished, I undid my belt, button and zipper on my own jeans. She pushed them down and reached inside my boxer briefs to wrestle out my hard cock. The guy sat back up and watched her give me a handjob. "Suck it," I said to her. She squatted down and starting giving me head. He leaned in to watch her suck my dick. "That's nice," he said through the thin plastic window. He sat up and moved his chair even closer. I could see his hand working his dick right next to her face as she blew me. "Look at him jerking off," I told her. She kept my cock in her mouth as she opened her eyes and tilted her head to see him. That turned her on even more. "Mmmm..." she moaned as she closed her eyes and started sucking my hard cock faster and deeper. Then the guy leaned over and looked up at me and said, "Can I come over there?" She kept sucking me and in case she didn't hear him, I said to her, "He wants to come over here." While still working my dick with her mouth and hand, she shook her head "no." I figured she wasn't ready for that, and to be honest neither was I. Already this was crazy enough for our first time at this. He saw that and sat back up, resigned to keep jerking off and watching.
She stood up and wiped her lips, then we kissed some more. All the while, our movies stopped playing, and him and I kept feeding dollar bills into our respective machines to keep the movies going and light in our booths. Then I turned her around and she put her hands on the other wall and bent over as best she could. I kicked the chair in our booth by accident. It was so small in there! I put my cock inside her pussy and fucked her, but it was not comfortable for either of us. I looked to the window and the guy was still rubbing it out while he watched us fuck for a minute. I slid out of her. I kept her turned away and pushed my finger inside her pussy from behind. Her ass was facing the window and he watched me finger her again. I used my other hand to spread her ass apart so he could see my finger pumping into her pussy. She came again, then stood up and turned around, then she squatted right down to suck me some more. While her lips worked my dick, the guy leaned into the window again to get a close up view. She didn't need me to encourage her this time-- holding the base of my hard shaft, she pushed it up and licked my balls, then licked up my cock to the head, all the while looking over at the other guy's hard dick in his hands. He leaned closer and begged, "Please, can she do that to me. Or just a handjob?" She smiled at him apologetically while shaking her head "no," then swallowed my entire erection. It felt so good and it looked so hot with that guy jerking off right next to her as he watched us.
As she kept sucking me, I saw the guy cup his free hand in front of his dick as he stroked it. "He's gonna cum, you have to watch him," I told her. She pulled her mouth off my dick and looked over at him, wanting to see him shoot his load for her as she kept jerking me off. He pulled his hand away and didn't cum, so she started blowing me again. I couldn't take anymore and I told her, "I'm gonna cum in your mouth baby..." She mumbled "uh huh" with her mouth full of my dick, and the guy said, "Yes, suck that big cock, swallow all his cum," and that did it for me. I started pumping my warm load into her mouth. She took the first shot in the back of her throat, but then she did something she never does: she tilted her head back and stuck out her tongue. She kept jerking me and let the guy watch me shoot cum into her mouth. "Fuck she's hot," the guy said. Then she sucked me more and finished swallowing me.
We stood up and pulled up our pants. She wiped her mouth and we stared at each other like, "Holy crap, we can't believe that just happened!" We heard the guy leave his booth. He never came. Now we didn't know what was going to happen. Frankly, I was nervous about some weird confrontation or something. I thought that he definitely held off from his orgasm, hoping she would finish him, and I knew for sure that she wasn't doing that, at least not tonight. I wasn't sure if he had walked away. I didn't know if he was standing right outside our door, at the end of that hallway, in the store, or at our car. So we prepared ourselves to leave and headed out of the booth.
As soon as I opened our door, I saw him standing right there waiting for us. Before he even said anything I said, "Sorry," as in, she's not doing anything else. But then the first thing he said was, "Man, she is so fucking hot." So then I said, "Thanks," and we started to walk down the hallway. But I wasn't holding her hand, and she wasn't behind me. It wasn't until I was almost half way down the hall that I realized this when I heard him talking again. I turned back to look, and I saw her standing right in front of him still, and I could hear him quietly pleading with her in between compliments. "You are so hot, can you please just finish me? Just a handjob. You're so hot. I'll be quick, I promise." I could only see the back of her, and I started to walk towards them. Then I heard her say, "No, I'm sorry." But I could see her hand moving, and I realized that she was feeling up his cock through his sweatpants. Then I heard her say with pity, "But I'll leave you with this," and she slid her hand down inside his sweatpants and felt up his ball sack, then stroked his cock before she pulled out her hand and turned towards me. I grabbed her hand and we walked out quickly, grabbing our plastic bag of stuff off the counter before plunging back out into the cold, dark night towards our car.
We met some friends for drinks on a Saturday evening. It was an enjoyable time, and we left the bar relatively early to head home. However, on the way, we passed by an adult bookstore where we had visited a while back to buy some sex toys. It wasn't late, and we each had a decent buzz going, so I pulled in to check out the store and see if we needed anything fun to add to our collection. It was dark, and there was only one other car in the tiny parking lot.
Inside, the small store was bright with florescent lights. It smelled like sex toys-- rubber and plastic, mixed with a cheesy perfume scent from various candles and sex sprays. There was a young k** behind the counter who mumbled "Hello" to us through his cleft lip as we entered the store. He looked completely bored. One older guy was in store, perusing quite feverishly through the myriad DVDs along the walls. (Who buys porn in a store anymore?) He looked over at us quickly, then went back to his shopping. He had a big round gut, under which was squeezed a black fanny pack. The guy had several DVDs in his hand while he continued looking at just about every one on the shelves.
We casually walked through the store, checking out all the different items for sale. You never realize what's all out there until you go into a rundown, old school adult bookstore. We laughed at some items, we were confused by a few of the items, and we wondered who would seriously ever use some of the other items. As we walked around, we saw the old guy pay for his new porn DVDs and head out of the store. Continuing to stroll through the merchandise on the shelves and hanging on the walls, we marveled at the size of some of the dildos and vibrators. We asked the store clerk to help us put together a dildo and a harness for her to use on me later. It was amazing how nonchalant he was about saying things like "cock" right there in front of the two of us, as if he was a produce manager describing which was the best avocado in the bunch.
Once we had our items picked out and had slowly made our way around the rest of the store, we started towards the raised check-out counter near the entrance door. But just before we approached the counter, I noticed two swinging doors off to the left. Huh, we had never seen that before in our few prior visits. I put our two items on the counter, and as the k** stood up to ring us out, I said, "Can you just hold these for a few minutes?" He said, "Sure," and I grabbed her hand to lead her through the swinging doors.
The doors led into a long hallway that was very dim. It smelled like musk and bleach. All along the right side were doors to booths. Once our eyes adjusted, we were whispering and tip toeing around like we were trespassers. While I had been in places like this in NYC way back when Times Square was a boiling cauldron of lust, the two of us had never set foot into something like this together. I wondered if they had gloryholes there. While I knew we were the only people in the store, I wasn't 100% sure that no one else was back here in the booths. None of the doors were closed, so I slowly swung open one wide enough to check for a gloryhole, and to just see what they looked like inside. I laughed to myself when I watched her ever so slowly peek her head around the opened door to look inside. I don't know what she was expecting to see, but there was nothing to be scared of or surprised by. It was a typical adult bookstore booth-- one chair, a screen, a slot for dollar bills, and two arrow buttons to change channels. No gloryhole. I went down the row and checked each one, and she slowly followed a few steps behind me. They were all the same, except the last two booths. Between them, from about your waist to your ankles, the wall was cut out and replaced by a window (probably plastic). Interesting. Upon getting to that last stall and confirming the same window, we realized that the hallway actually turned the corner, so we kept walking around. There we saw the same thing-- more booths along the right side, and the hallway exited back to the front check-out counter but through long beads in the doorway. (Something else we never noticed before.) But all of the booths in the second hallway had the window cut out between the booths. It was then we noticed that those booths had a "WINDOW" plastic sign fixed above each door.
Since I could just as easily watch porn at home on my laptop with my girlfriend for free, I wasn't about to get into a gross adult bookstore booth and feed dollar bills to watch porn from the 1970s, so I grabbed her hand and we walked out of the booth area to pay for our stuff and leave. Coming out into the bright store was like a slap to our eyeballs, and as we stood there adjusting to the light before walking up to the counter, another guy walked into the store. He was also older, but he looked in shape. A plain white ball cap covered his head of white hair. He had on a light jacket over a nice sweatsuit and he was wearing bright white sneakers. He paused just a moment and clearly checked out my girlfriend. I had no issues with it; it was, after all, a sex store. And she looked hot, so I couldn't blame him. She had on skin tight gray jeans, little black booties, and tight, dark tank top covered by a loose flowing floral top. I was dressed in jeans and a button down shirt. The guy proceeded to the DVD section and we went over to check out. As the k** rang us up, we were both either peeking back at the other customer or could see him out of our peripheral vision. He was definitely looking over at us between checking out DVDs. And I know he had seen us exit the booth area when he walked into the store. As I paid for our items, he walked to the swinging doors, paused to look at us, then disappeared into the dark hallway. Hmmmmm... "Did he just go in there?" I asked my girlfriend. She nodded "yes," knowing what I was probably going to do. "Can you hold these again?" I asked the k** as I slid my plastic bag of sex toys towards him. "Sure," he mumbled. I grabbed her hand and we walked through the swinging doors.
Again, we had to stop and let our eyes adjust. The guy was no where in sight, but I could see a red light shining above the last booth as we slowly walked down the hallway holding hands. The door was closed, he had to be in there, and we already knew it was a booth with a window. I could feel her grip my hand tightly as I opened the second to the last door and pulled her inside. Yep, he was in that last booth alright. I could see through the window that his movie playing and he was sitting in the chair facing the movie. I bent a little bit and could see his cock out his sweatpants and he was jerking off. I whispered, "He's in there and jerking off." She started to giggle-- she does that when she's nervous-- and she whispered back, "I know, I can see his feet and I can hear him." Indeed, the booth walls were very thin. We could hear his movie and his hand tugging at his hard cock. It was relatively short, but he had a pronounced pink head. We were both shocked at ourselves for even being in that booth.
I started to kiss her and took little steps backward to get us both in the low window. She was still giggling a little bit. I was nervous too, but we were both really turned on by the situation. I didn't waste any time. I put a dollar bill into the machine and a movie started to play. Our booth lit up from the screen. It was not the same as his movie, and it was odd to hear them both playing loudly at the same time. We started to kiss again, and I unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans, then I pulled them down below her hot ass. I felt her ass cheeks as we kissed, slightly turning us so he could see her exposed ass in her little thong. "Nice," we heard him say. That made her slide her tongue into my mouth. I played with her ass for him-- squeezing it, rubbing it, and spreading her cheeks apart. We heard his chair legs squeak on the linoleum floor as he turned his chair for a better view. I turned her around so she faced his wall. Her pussy was there in the window for him to see, and my hand slid down inside her panties. I touched her lips and she quietly moaned. Looking over her shoulder, I could see his knees spread in the window and his hand jerking off his short dick. My other hand reached around as I kissed her neck and I pulled her thongs to the side to show him her pussy. I played with her lips for him to see. "Nice," he said again. Then she turned back to me so he could see us from the side, and I pushed her panties and pants down to her knees. I started fingering her wet pussy while we continued to make out. I finger fucked her until she said, "I'm gonna cum so hard..." I looked down and saw the guy leaning over and looking up at us to see the whole scene while he kept tugging his dick.
When she was finished, I undid my belt, button and zipper on my own jeans. She pushed them down and reached inside my boxer briefs to wrestle out my hard cock. The guy sat back up and watched her give me a handjob. "Suck it," I said to her. She squatted down and starting giving me head. He leaned in to watch her suck my dick. "That's nice," he said through the thin plastic window. He sat up and moved his chair even closer. I could see his hand working his dick right next to her face as she blew me. "Look at him jerking off," I told her. She kept my cock in her mouth as she opened her eyes and tilted her head to see him. That turned her on even more. "Mmmm..." she moaned as she closed her eyes and started sucking my hard cock faster and deeper. Then the guy leaned over and looked up at me and said, "Can I come over there?" She kept sucking me and in case she didn't hear him, I said to her, "He wants to come over here." While still working my dick with her mouth and hand, she shook her head "no." I figured she wasn't ready for that, and to be honest neither was I. Already this was crazy enough for our first time at this. He saw that and sat back up, resigned to keep jerking off and watching.
She stood up and wiped her lips, then we kissed some more. All the while, our movies stopped playing, and him and I kept feeding dollar bills into our respective machines to keep the movies going and light in our booths. Then I turned her around and she put her hands on the other wall and bent over as best she could. I kicked the chair in our booth by accident. It was so small in there! I put my cock inside her pussy and fucked her, but it was not comfortable for either of us. I looked to the window and the guy was still rubbing it out while he watched us fuck for a minute. I slid out of her. I kept her turned away and pushed my finger inside her pussy from behind. Her ass was facing the window and he watched me finger her again. I used my other hand to spread her ass apart so he could see my finger pumping into her pussy. She came again, then stood up and turned around, then she squatted right down to suck me some more. While her lips worked my dick, the guy leaned into the window again to get a close up view. She didn't need me to encourage her this time-- holding the base of my hard shaft, she pushed it up and licked my balls, then licked up my cock to the head, all the while looking over at the other guy's hard dick in his hands. He leaned closer and begged, "Please, can she do that to me. Or just a handjob?" She smiled at him apologetically while shaking her head "no," then swallowed my entire erection. It felt so good and it looked so hot with that guy jerking off right next to her as he watched us.
As she kept sucking me, I saw the guy cup his free hand in front of his dick as he stroked it. "He's gonna cum, you have to watch him," I told her. She pulled her mouth off my dick and looked over at him, wanting to see him shoot his load for her as she kept jerking me off. He pulled his hand away and didn't cum, so she started blowing me again. I couldn't take anymore and I told her, "I'm gonna cum in your mouth baby..." She mumbled "uh huh" with her mouth full of my dick, and the guy said, "Yes, suck that big cock, swallow all his cum," and that did it for me. I started pumping my warm load into her mouth. She took the first shot in the back of her throat, but then she did something she never does: she tilted her head back and stuck out her tongue. She kept jerking me and let the guy watch me shoot cum into her mouth. "Fuck she's hot," the guy said. Then she sucked me more and finished swallowing me.
We stood up and pulled up our pants. She wiped her mouth and we stared at each other like, "Holy crap, we can't believe that just happened!" We heard the guy leave his booth. He never came. Now we didn't know what was going to happen. Frankly, I was nervous about some weird confrontation or something. I thought that he definitely held off from his orgasm, hoping she would finish him, and I knew for sure that she wasn't doing that, at least not tonight. I wasn't sure if he had walked away. I didn't know if he was standing right outside our door, at the end of that hallway, in the store, or at our car. So we prepared ourselves to leave and headed out of the booth.
As soon as I opened our door, I saw him standing right there waiting for us. Before he even said anything I said, "Sorry," as in, she's not doing anything else. But then the first thing he said was, "Man, she is so fucking hot." So then I said, "Thanks," and we started to walk down the hallway. But I wasn't holding her hand, and she wasn't behind me. It wasn't until I was almost half way down the hall that I realized this when I heard him talking again. I turned back to look, and I saw her standing right in front of him still, and I could hear him quietly pleading with her in between compliments. "You are so hot, can you please just finish me? Just a handjob. You're so hot. I'll be quick, I promise." I could only see the back of her, and I started to walk towards them. Then I heard her say, "No, I'm sorry." But I could see her hand moving, and I realized that she was feeling up his cock through his sweatpants. Then I heard her say with pity, "But I'll leave you with this," and she slid her hand down inside his sweatpants and felt up his ball sack, then stroked his cock before she pulled out her hand and turned towards me. I grabbed her hand and we walked out quickly, grabbing our plastic bag of stuff off the counter before plunging back out into the cold, dark night towards our car.
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