"I can help you with that" came the voice over my shoulder as my fingers traced the outline of my pussy. I still looked a mess after the rough fucking I had received at the garage, but I wasn't satisfied. I wanted more. I always wanted more.
I had left the garage and walked the few blocks to the porn store. I went straight to the video booths section and since there seemed to be nobody there, I was looking at the case on the wall displaying the videos that were available to watch.
I began to stroke my pussy and play with my clitoris. I had no panties on and shorts and a vest that pushed my massive tits and forward, showing off so much cleavage that it looked as if my tits would burst forth anytime.
His voice had been in my ear as he leaned over my shoulder. Without hesitation I leaned back into him, resting the back of my neck against his chest and giving him free access with his hands to anything he could reach.
He went for my tits, as most men do, and began to squeeze them. I moaned encouragement, urging him on and he responded quickly unbuttoning my vest and mauling my tits and I continued to massage my pussy.
He started to kiss my neck and without looking to see who he was or what he looked like, I turned my face to his and returned his kiss with passion as our tongues met and I began to drool, letting my saliva drip down my chin and on to my chest.
His fingers worked their way down to my pussy and he began to massage my clit much as I was doing and I kissed him harder, more insistently and my moans were more frequent and feral. I began to swirl my hips helping him to move his fingers around my starving pussy.
I let go of my pussy and let him assume that job as I reached behind me looking for his cock. I found it hard and erect, just as I hoped it would be. It didn't seem to be the fattest cock I had fucked, but I was pleasantly surprised when I unzipped his pants and pulled it out to find it was not fat, but long.
I thrust my face into his groin, taking his cock to the balls in one violent thrust. I stayed there, my face planted against his belly until he began to thrust his cock into me, fucking my face. I tried to moan but all that came out was a glug glug glug as his cock continued to thrust into my greedy face.
I took it and pushed against him harder and faster until I couldn't move any faster. My throat was already raw and sore, but I kept going, only stopping for quick breaths and to allow the occasional gags to subside before attacking his cock again.
Within moments, I felt his cock begin to spasm and I pushed myself to go deeper and as fast as I could until I felt the large contraction that I was waiting for. As he began to cum, I buried my face against him, letting his cum shoot down my waiting throat.
He shot three huge loads inside me and as the spasms trailed off. I began to worship his cock, coaxing the remaining fluid out and licking it up as soon as it did.
He reached for his pants to tuck his cock away and zip up. He was finished with me, but I still wanted more. I looked around and there was no one else back here.
"Fuck me" I said simply, hoping to stop him in his tracks.
"Honey, I would love to but I have to get back to work" has said as he started to walk away.
"Please" I almost begged.
"I really have to get back. But, I'm all in next time." He said.
I was alone, in the rear of a porn store amid a bevy of preview booths with gloryholes. I still had the taste of cum in my mouth. I had been fucked by strangers and acquaintances alike. Still, I wanted more. I couldn't stop.
There must be something wrong with me. The thought had crossed my mind before. Ever since I had started fucking my Daddy and then my brothers and then my Mommy, I had been insatiable and every new experience just brought desire for more and more.
I no longer looked at myself as pretty, but as a sex machine wanting to be filled over and over in every conceivable way. Every time I tried something new to further degrade myself, I wanted more. I wanted to push harder. I wanted to shock more and more people, including myself.
I had an idea. I had done it to my mother and she had survived. Time to try it myself.
I went to the bathroom. There was only one. It was small, dirty and dark. The toilet had not been flushed and was one third full with yellow amber colored water. Before I could change my mind, in one motion, I took off my top and tossed it in the toilet, quickly followed by my shorts. I leaned against the sink on one foot at a time and tossed my shoes in as well.
I flushed. As I watched, the water rode and covered my clothes and then went down. The flow slowed for a moment, but then it bottomed out and began to fill again. My clothes were not gone, but well covered with that disgusting water from the toilet. I wouldn't be wearing those again so whatever I had to do to get home began now.
I went to the sofa at the entrance to the last booth. I had a perfect view of the entrance to the booth area and was in direct line of sight when someone came if the door. I sat and looked around.
My eyes had not adjusted to the dark yet and I couldn't make things out well, but I had been back here enough to know the layout of the room. I gazed into the darkness, wondering who would be the first cock I fucked. I began to stroke my clit sitting there alone in the dark. I closed my eyes and pictured a big black guy with his huge cock in my mouth and before I could get it down my throat there was another. Then another. They were just appearing in my mind and no matter how many there were, I wanted more.
Then, I felt someone really was there. I opened my eyes to see my father standing in front of me.
"What do you think you are doing, slut" he asked with venom in his voice.
"Daddy..." My head rocked to the left as he hit me. Hard.
