I love seedy old adult video stores. Forget those big, bright, welcoming stores, in nice areas, with lots of windows, and friendly, helpful staff. No, I like the dark, trashy looking ones you find in the sketchy parts of town - industrial parks, run-down strip-malls, etc. A dirty old lady behind the counter that calls you 'hun' and immediately asks you if you need tokens for the arcade. Cruising the aisles, edging my dick to all the kinky stuff I see as I "shop". I really get off on the smell and the seediness.
I was staying in an airport hotel for a few days on business in the U.S. and noticed a big adult store just down the street, so I wandered over after dinner on my first night. The big parking lot had at least two dozen cars scattered around it - busy place! There were five windows facing the street, each covered by a back-lit, yellow poster with a red letter on it spelling 'ADULT' across the front of the store. The entrance was at the back and a faded yellow arrow painted on the side of the grey building with the words 'Back Door Entrance...' in red pointed me in the right direction. The door had a neon sign above it 'ADULT Books & More - Open 24 hours - ARCADE'. The sign was making a buzzing sound and the solid wooden door, recessed below the sign, was painted a glossy red and was due for a refresh.
As I opened the door it creaked and a chime sounded somewhere, and I was greeted by that adult store smell before I'd even passed through the swinging saloon doors to fully enter the dimly lit environment. On my left was a long counter with an old lady seated behind the cash register. She was watching something on a laptop and didn't bother to look up. It was a deceptively large store, with narrow aisles packed with stuff. The shelves were floor to ceiling and the store was laid out a like a maze complete with plenty of dead ends. Some of the shelves were solid wood but many of them were metal and behind the products you could see through to the next aisle enough to know if someone else was there.
Random porn was playing on old TVs, mounted high on the walls, here and there. There were a few other "shoppers" cruising the aisles. Two young women were shopping together and giggling nervously at some of the toys; probably should have been ID'd before they came in. The door chime kept ringing indicating arrivals and departures; it was busy. As I got closer to the arcade, I could hear muffled porno sounds emanating from within. In some ways hearing sex, even recorded sex, reverberating through a thin partition, is hotter than seeing it firsthand.
The area closest to the arcade was all video boxes on racks, sorted into categories. The entrance was a dark hallway on a wall between racks of oral sex themed porn videos. Above it was a neon sign 'Arcade'. I could see that the walls of the arcade's entrance were lined with narrow shelves of porn videos boxes and channel numbers associated with each. There were a couple people standing in the hall perusing the various titles. Where the hall split in two directions there was another display wall with movie boxes and booth numbers. I could tell it was a large arcade just from the size of the entrance.
I decided to keep cruising the store for a bit, savoring the anticipation of going further down the rabbit hole. In one aisle there was a 40-something couple. He was dressed casually but she was tarted up like a street hooker. They were looking at video boxes and flirting with each other. His hand was firmly planted on her nice round ass which was barely contained under a sexy little miniskirt. She was rubbing his dick through his pants with her right hand while holding a video box in her left. They were having fun. When I went to squeeze past them in the narrow aisle, she deliberately moved her ass backwards, while reaching for something on a lower shelf. For a split second my semi-hard dick was nestled perfectly between her round and wiggling butt cheeks and it felt wonderful as I slid by.
"Oops! Sorry!" she said, not really meaning it and gauging my reaction.
"No worries!" and I winked.
I continued down the aisle and turned a corner, then discovering it was a dead end in the trans porn section. I figured I was stuck for a few minutes and I really do love those T-girls so I started inspecting some box covers. Within a minute I was joined by that sexy woman. She stood right next to me, bumping into me again, examining the box covers which was a little embarrassing but hot at the same time.
"Oh. Look at this one!" she held up a box with a gorgeous blond T-girl and an enormous erection, cum dripping down the shaft, "would you suck that?" she quietly asked me.
I blushed but then bravely responded, "Yes. I would."
My new friend was very sexy. Short red hair, tanned, big, round boobs and not more than 5'8" counting the 4" heels. I would guess she was in her forties.
"I don't have a dick. Just a hot, wet pussy," she stated in a matter of fact tone.
"I like that," and with that she pulls in close to me and grabs my hand, guiding it to the bottom of her skirt and up her warm thigh until it reaches her very hot and very wet pussy. She looked me right in the eye as she held my hand between her legs. She had mesmerizing green eyes.
"Susan! Are you making friends?" her boyfriend suddenly appeared and wrapped his arms around her, cupping her perfect breasts, barely hidden from view under that red, skin-tight dress, one of the spaghetti straps had slipped down over her shoulder.
"You know me baby," never breaking eye contact.
"Let's go to the arcade baby, your friend can join us if he'd like."
And we're off!
Susan walked in front of me, wiggling her sexy ass and stopping suddenly so I could bump into her and feel her ass.
"What do you feel like watching, stranger?" Susan asked me, "Some of those sexy shemales? Or maybe you like MILFs?"
"I really like MILFs."
"Oh, Dave, he likes MILFs!"
"Who doesn't?" Dave replied, while checking out titles a few feet away.
We weren't alone in the dark entrance-way to the arcade. There were a few guys hanging around, looking at the box covers. The two girls from earlier were just outside the entrance, I couldn't see them, but I could hear them still giggling. Just then, a young guy and girl come around the corner, exiting the arcade, in a hurry. The walk of shame. I could smell her perfume and their sweat as they went by. They smelled like sex and it was intoxicating.
"Hey Dave, maybe we should check out this movie? What do you think?" she asked as she rubbed her ass against my crotch and pointed to number '69', but there was no box or movie title, just a mirror fastened to the wall.
"Sure," Dave replies. And with that we were on our way into the arcade. As we turned the corner it got darker and the sound from the booths got louder; muffled sounds of porn mingling with the sounds of doors opening and closing. The arcade was busy, with lots single guys and a few men and women walking together. There was porn playing on screens at the end of some of the hallways and a few people were standing around watching. We stopped to watch for a minute. On a large screen there was some amateur glory-hole porn playing: a middle-aged couple in a dark porn booth with the woman on her knees sucking a cock through the hole while her partner watched and jacked off. She would alternate from the anonymous cock to her partner's, eventually getting both in her mouth. The video format itself was interesting in that the screen was split into four quadrants, each showing a different camera angle on the same scene. We continued through the arcade and I noticed the same video playing on all the hallway displays and people watching it with great interest.
It was a big arcade and, much like the store, a bit of a maze. The walls were black, and the only lights were the little red and green indicators above the many numbered doors. There were a lot of red lights on suggesting that about half the booths were occupied. I was disoriented by the darkness and the sheer size of the arcade. There must have been thirty or more booths, maybe more.