I'm Kirsten. I'm unattached, 27 years old, 5'2", 125 lbs. Reddish hair, with fair skin, and a splash of freckles across my face. My body is pretty well toned from working out, and I have begun once again to explore my sexual boundaries.
A couple of months had passed since I had first checked out the local adult book store. Although I had made up my mind to return on a weekend night when it was more crowded, I honestly could never work up the nerve.
My bookstore excursions had been among the sluttiest of my adventures, but they were also the most nerve-racking experiences. Those were the times where I really had given myself over to my darkest, most perverted inclinations. Where I had stepped through the door, knowing that things could spin badly out of control. I count those experiences as my most intense sexual experiences I have ever had physically, emotionally, and mentally.
But it takes a different mindset to do something like that, and for a couple months, my desire had not overcome my fear and nervousness, so I had not returned. Gradually, as I began to have others adventures, and as I got back into the swing of pushing my sexual boundaries again, the familiar feelings of wanting to get REALLY slutty returned.
It was a Thursday night when the thoughts began to take over my thoughts. The ads on Craigslist were the same old same old, so I pulled up some XXX videos of various kinds, gradually gravitating to the DP and gang bang vids. My body responded, and soon my pussy was dripping wet, my nipples rock hard, and my mind desperately trying to figure out how to satisfy my cravings.
All day at work on Friday, my mind kept drifting to thoughts of the bookstore. I couldn't focus, and by the time the day ended, and I had managed to get home without wrecking my car due to the distraction, I had talked my self into stepping once again into the darkness.
After working out to burn off some steam, I had a light dinner, and a nice hot shower to get ready. I dug out a black jersey dress that was almost like an oversized tee shirt than anything else. I went commando underneath, blushing as I pulled the dress over my head. My nipples were already stiff, and my pussy was wet.
I pulled into the parking lot at about twenty minutes to 10. Noticing the number of cars already there, I shivered and thought again about whether or not I was ready to do this.
My legs were weak as I walked across the parking lot and through the outside door. The bell rang, and I almost bolted when the inner door clicked as it unlocked. I exhaled deeply, pulled open the door, and stepped in the store.
I recognized the clerk from my first visit, and I blushed deeply as I walked over to get a ticket to the Arcade area.
"You made it back." He grinned as he took my money and stamped my hand.
I bite at my lower lip as I nodded. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see a number of other men in the store. They were either looking at me or trying not to look.
"Have fun." The clerk called after me as I turned away and walked toward the entrance to the arcade.
I stepped through the door into the arcade area. On the big screen to my left, an interracial scene was in full swing. A young woman was riding on an impressive black cock, and her moans echoes in the viewing room.
A couple guys siting on the couch along the left wall turned to look when I walked in. In the shadows to the right, someone was sitting in a chair next to a love seat. As my eyes adjusted to the dim interior, I could see that the man in the chair had his hands in his pants, obviously stroking himself. The love seat was empty.
Past the half wall on the other side of the room, I could see people moving through the hall as they prowled in and out of private booths, moving through the other hallways and viewing areas.
I bit my lower lip nervously and tucked a lock of hair behind my ear. My heart was pounding. My first visit to the store was during the day which was obviously much less busy. But tonight? Tonight was a pretty good crowd. I assumed that some of these guys were looking for male companionship, but I knew that most would not turn their nose up at a young woman who was putting out.
As I stood there, I had to ask myself that question. Are you in or are you out?
I walked over to sit on the love seat on the right of the room. It was buried in shadow, not fully illuminated by the large screen which was all the way on the other side of the room. The love seat was pushed back against one wall and over against the other wall on the left. I sat down on the left side against the wall, leaving only space to my right for someone else. I let my self sink back into the cushions, trying to ignore the guys that were staring at me, as I kept my eyes fixed on the white woman riding the huge black cock on the TV screen.
I didn't have to wait long before someone tentatively took a seat next to me. He pretended to watch the video, but I could tell he was sneaking glances in my direction. My heart was racing as I waited to see if he would make a move. We sat like that for a few minutes. Tense. Nervous. So turned on I could hardly stand myself as I watched the woman getting pummeled on the screen.
About the time the movie scene changed to the young woman on her hands and knees getting fucked at each end, I felt a hand on my thigh. I shivered, and I spread my legs apart slightly, putting my hand on his leg to signal I was interested.
He slid his hand down my leg to the bottom of my dress, then underneath the hem. I gasped as his hand began to climb higher under my dress, and I slid my hand over to his crotch. I rubbed his swollen cock through the material of his pants as he tickled the inside of my thigh.
I pressed myself back into the cushions and splayed my legs further apart.
