Newly single Lynn Moore sat in her car in a dark parking lot and eyed the nondescript building in front of her. A staircase led the way up to a second story where the only door was placed. Her recent research had led her here. To an adult arcade that supposedly had gloryhole booths. This is what she told herself she had wanted to try for years. Lynn just never knew that this place, just 2 miles from her apartment, even existed. Lynn reflected on how she got here.
Lynn was 32 with long blonde hair, stood roughly at around 5'6", weighed in at 125. Her frame was thin but her hips flared out nicely that lead to what many described as a rounded bottom, not big, but just....there. Lynn thought it was her worst feature; she would have preferred more 'junk in the trunk' than where she had gotten it, her 38DD cup breasts. Although she was delighted that there wasn't much sag yet and even when she went braless, they stayed upright pretty nicely.
Lynn had always considered herself a very sexual womam, but with a somewhat odd twist. She loved fucking, but her preference from the time she had lost her virginity to now, was sucking. Put quite simply, she adored sucking dick. It resonated with her, through her. She loved the power she felt she had when she blew a man. She controlled everything; pace, rhythm, touch....right down to the ultimate control of whether she was going to blow his mind and swallow his cum....or if she wouldn't. Lynn relished the fact that she could feel every throb, hear every moan, and know it was her mouth that caused it. Size didn't matter to her while sucking cock. Sure, when fucking, a bigger one was more pleasurable, but she found no cons and all pros when she gave head. Smaller ones she deepthroated with ease and they usually came quickly; she loved that. Big ones challenged her ability often making her competitive as to how far she could take him in.
The problem that led to her soiled relationship had nothing to do with their own sex life per se. Mark, her now ex fiance, was average at best in dick size. Lynn didn't mind that, hell was prepared to marry the guy. For about two months leading up to their break up they had several talks about spicing things up with a third person. They were both excited about it but lack of communication is what did them in. Mark assumed it would be a woman, Lynn had assumed it was going to be a guy. Too many nights she masturbated herself to sleep imagining being able to suck two cocks at once. Fuck one and suck one. Hell maybe even a DP, even though she didn't like anal that much, being double penetrated sounded like something she wanted to at least try once in life.
So imagine Lynn's surprise, when without any warning, Mark shows up with a woman and said this was their third. Arguments ensued and one thing led to another. It ended in their break up but such is life.
Movement on the staircase brought Lynn out of her reverie. Two more men went up and entered the door. To her shock, there were many cars in the dimly lit parking lot. She opened the door, started to get out then shut it again. She was understandably nervous. She had been dreaming of not only sucking many cocks at once, but the idea of them being random strangers made her panties damp. Lynn picked up her cell and called Stacey, her BFF since the fifth grade, the one woman she always confided everything to.
"What's up buttercup?" Stacey asked when she answered.
"You know that fantasy I always tell you about? The one always on my mind?" Lynn asked.
"The one where you suck a stranger's cock?"
"In a gloryhole booth. Yeah that one. I found a place. I'm here in the parking lot right now." Lynn was almost breathless. "It's right behind that TNT fireworks store."
"Oh babe, no. That's a toy store. I get all my dildos from there."
"No. In the back. I asked around on a chat site and its here. Back side of the building. Stairs lead up to an entrance on the second floor."
"Holy shit! No way!"
"I need you with me," Lynn begged.
Stacey laughed, "I don't want to suck cock there."
"I just need you here as my rock. I won't back out if you're with me."
Two more cars entered the parking lot. One pulled in to a spot close to the building, the other headed right for Lynn's car. Stacey pulled up next to Lynn's car, looked at Lynn with her phone in her hand and laughed.
Lynn hung up and threw her phone down. She rolled down her window and loudly whispered, "For fuck's sake don't play me like that!"
They both got out of their cars and hugged. Stacey said, "So this is going down huh?" Lynn's response was a steady determined walk towards the staircase. Stacey followed. It was a warm night so no coats were needed and the only thing they walked in the door with were themselves. The shocked look on the attendant's face told Lynn all she needed to know; this place didn't get many female patrons.
The attendant eyed Lynn as she approached first. She was dressed pretty casual, a pair of light blue jeans that accentuated her tush rather well, he thought. Also a loose fitting blouse which didn't give a guess as to how big her tits might be. All in all a very sexy lady no doubt. Lynn said, "Ummmm....my first time here. How exactly does this work?"
He explained that it was a minimum of $10.00 which would credit a 6 digit pin code she would get on a receipt. The pin code was then used on a touchpad in the booth to bring the screen to life. From there you could choose from over 4,000 videos playing in many different genres. You even had rewind or fast forward functionality as well. Lynn handed the man $20.00. He entered it in and a receipt printed with her code. There was only one hallway across from the register and a partial wall to block the foyer view, but there was no mistaking this was the entryway. Lynn started to hold Stacey's hand and head in when the attendant said," Wait. She needs to pay for herself also."
He took Stacey's look in.....shorter than the first at about 5'2", 160ish, so chubby? chunky?, sexy either way. She had short curly brown hair and blue eyes. As conservative as Lynn looked, Stacey was the opposite. Too tight shots that made her hips and plump ass stand out and a tight fitting T-shirt that couldn't begin to contain her massive tits. 42F's to be exact. Stacey said, "Oh I'm not using a booth. I'm only here for moral support."
"Doesn't matter," he said. Stacey was determined to argue but Lynn laughed and pulled another $20.00 from her pocket and handed it to him. He printed out Stacey's receipt but guessed correctly that he should hand it to Lynn who then took it, grabbed Stacey's hand and entered the hallway.