Chapter 2 (M+F)
The text arrived as I got to my desk.
"I'm not going to shower this morning... I want you to smell him." Putting the extra phone back in my desk I tried to breath in the hopes my pants would not be too tented when I went to my meeting. She had been sending that kind of message since I first started seeing her several months ago. The messages were short and I still got excited every time. She was amazing. She was also a huge mistake.
John Sharp had been hired as a lead attorney at Baggerton, Bales, and Jones, six months ago. It was a dream opportunity for him and so he and his wife Susan had packed up and moved to Virginia. They were both young, so the transition had been easy. The pay and benefits were amazing and even better, John loved the job and the office. Everything had been going wonderfully, then she had shown up.
Why had I even gone? I asked myself for the millionth time. I had a great wife, a great job, and a bright future. Everything was great.
If that were true why had I gone by there after our monthly social hour. On the last Friday of every month the partners take all the lawyers out for dinner and drinks. The events were great and usually ended in the wee hours of the morning with all of us stumbling back to our respective homes. But that night I was still new and after a few hours I called it early, having had a long week and really just needing to sleep. So, at almost 11pm I headed home.
On the way I passed an adult video store. I'd seen it many times, but never stopped. I was a porn addict/junky from way back but had managed to keep it secret from Susan. When I was younger, I was awkward and really nerdy, so the allure of easy access porn had been my go to. I loved the lurid raw sex of porn and especially loved the illicit nature of the classic X rated video stores. These were dens of iniquity that stirred my lust and fired my dreams. I was not gay or even bi, but the raw sex of these places was huge. Seeing as I was not expected home for hours yet, I decided to stop.
The parking lot out front was empty, as expected, but the back was packed. I found a spot in a back corner and went inside. The place was perfect in its musty, sleazy perversity. Neon lights overhead gave the rows of movie racks a late post-apocalyptic feel. Wandering the racks, I realized there was almost no one here, but there were plenty of cars. Looking towards the back I spotted the door to the video booths. The other dark perversion of these places were the video booths in back. For a couple bucks you could sit in a private booth and jack off to a selection of adult movies. In some there were even gloryholes cut between booths where cocks could be shared between viewers. I was not into sucking a cock, but the thrill of an anonymous mouth sucking on my cock had brightened many evenings in my youth. Thinking what the heck I headed for the door.
It was a dark hallway lined with doors on both sides, with an open archway at the far end. I knew the normal set up of the small closet like room the doors lead to and I looked in an open door, I could see the bench, video screen and small waste basket. The archway was different however, so I headed for the end of the hall. It led into a small theater, only five rows of couches each facing a small movie screen. On the screen was a standard hump fest and I paused to let me eyes adjust, watching a busty blonde having her ass pounded by one of the typical freaks of male endowment. At first glance the room had appeared empty, but as my eyes adjusted, I realized that was because there was a group of people clustered around the back couch. Stepping in and moving closer it was clear why. Sprawled out on the couch was a tiny older woman. She was maybe 5' tall and thin, but that was not what had everyone's attention, no it was the fact that she was naked and sucking or stroking cocks all around her. Eight men standing around, all were either stroking their cocks or having them handled by this woman. As one would cum she would hold out her chest or open her mouth or in some cases just close her mouth around the erupting cock. I was enthralled and stood there staring.
The men were tall and short, old and young, ragged and stylish, every race and shape, but it did not seem to matter. Cock after cock came and then was zipped up and away as its owner departed. I simply watched as new members would replace expended, in an endless chain of cum.
Now this whole time several men had groped her exposed cunt but when they would move a member towards it, she would stop them with a head shake. Fingers, lips, tongues, all enjoyed those nether lips, but no cock nor cum. I was amazed and excited.
I stepped closer watching the show. Cum was dripping from her everywhere to quickly pool on the couch and floor around her. I was enraptured by the tiny dark tuft of cum blocking hair between her legs, at her cum covered breasts and belly, and finally at her sticky cock sucking face. As I looked, I suddenly realized that she was staring right at me. Her eyes never wavered as she opened her mouth to show me the cock erupting within, then she closed her mouth and still staring, swallowed and accepted another cock as she opened her mouth again. I was transfixed and just stared at those dark eyes staring back at me.
It took me a moment to realize she was pointing at me with her left hand. Finally looking, I watched as she pointed to her crotch. I moved closer and putting my face almost in the small slit between her legs, could see the tiny hairs matted with her moisture. I also realized she was older than I had thought, not that I cared, having always had a secret love of older women. From this close I could her swallow more loads and watched as fresh loads landed on her, running down her sides and away.
I don't know how long I watched, I noticed at some point we were alone, just she and I. "Come on stud. Fuck me now." She said as I looked at her.
She was covered in cum and sweat. Her hair was matted, and she smelled like she looked, but she was beautiful. Unbuckling my pants, I pulled out my cock and holding her legs, slid into her. She was hot and wet, and I was raging hard. I'd say I was a gentle lover, but I wasn't. This was plain dirty fucking and I hammered her cunt. As my tempo increased, she smiled and said "cum inside me you naughty boy." And I did, shooting my load deep inside her as a new cock appeared in her mouth. As my heart calmed and I caught my breath she smiled at me showing me the cum pumping into her mouth. I stood pulling my pants back up, looking were my cum was dribbling from her now gaping cunt. Then my view was blocked as a new body filled my spot and began to thrust into her. As I turned to go she was still staring at me and gave me a wink as a new cock entered her mouth.
The entire ride home my head was spinning. I had had the most amazingly sex experience in my life. I was so horny it was hard to drive. When I got home Susan was already asleep, but I didn't care. Dropping my pants at the foot of our bed I climbed over her while she was face down on the bed and pulling her rear into the air and lifting her night shirt, I fucked her. It was hard and it was rough, but I didn't care. I smiled as I watched my cock, still sticky with a strange woman's juice, plunge into my wife. I came again quickly, and Susan rolled back to sleep.
Finally beginning to relax, I got up, showered, and got ready for bed. It had been an amazing night, but like a dream it was over. Surprisingly it wasn't though.
The weekend was great, and Susan and I made a dent on the to do list that always comes with new houses. So, when Monday came I was ready to get back to work.
Arriving at my desk I noticed a small box on my desk. It was plain and unmarked, so I opened it. Inside was a small nondescript cellphone and a note.
