She discovers her true nature in the back booth of a sex shop

I had told my husband over and over again that we needed to trade in my old car, but he kept putting it off. So what happened last Friday night was totally his fault.

I had just gotten off work and was driving home through a rather unsavory neighborhood, when my car stalled. I managed to coast to the side of the road, but after several attempts to start my engine, I realized I was stranded. My cell phone battery was dead as well. The few places of business along the road were closed and dark, but I could see the lights of what looked like an adult novelty shop about a block away.

Cursing, I grabbed my purse, locked up my car and walked over there.

Inside the store a rather old black man sat behind the counter. When I explained my situation, he allowed me to call a towing company. But they told me it would be at least two hours before they could get someone out there. My husband was away on business and wouldn’t be back until the following night, so there was nothing to do but wait.

I asked the clerk if it was all right if I waited there, and he smiled and said, “Sure.” We chatted for a while as I took in the displays in the store, some of which I found pleasingly naughty. After a few minutes three young men came in, two white and one black. They purchased a couple of rolls of tokens, then headed through a curtain in the back of the store. When I asked what was back there, the clerk told me there were private booths where the  customers could watch stag films. I laughed and jokingly told him I hadn’t watched a good X-rated movie in some time.

The old man then surprised me by offering me a roll of tokens on the house. He said he had just put in a bunch of new releases, and since I was stuck there I might as well make the best of it, adding that he would come and get me if the tow truck showed up. I was hesitant at first, but he encouraged me, repeating that it was on the house; so I finally accepted the roll of tokens and nervously walked through the curtain.

There were pictures on each of the booths, showing what movie was being run inside, but before I got a chance to examine them I heard one of the cubicle doors opening, so I quickly ducked inside the closest one. I locked the door behind me and fed a token into the slot.

The small screen in front of me lit up and displayed a lovely blonde woman, evidently a secretary, seated at a desk. After a moment her intercom buzzed and her boss said that he needed to see her right away. She got up and went into his office, and the camera followed her.

Inside was a black gentleman who looked to be in his early 50s, while the girl was in her early 20s, not far from my age. Her brown hair and curvaceous figure were similar to mine as well.

The black man told her that he was tense and needed her to relieve him. The girl smiled and slipped her dress from her shoulders, then walked toward him wearing only a G-string. He pushed back his chair and she dropped onto her knees in front of him. I watched intently as she worked his slacks down to his ankles. His thick cock and humongous balls hung down almost obscenely as he sat there.

Although I have never been too keen on cock-sucking, I found myself becoming very aroused. The beautiful blonde girl sucked each of the man’s balls into her mouth until his scrotum gleamed with her saliva. I slid my hand under my dress and began masturbating as I watched her service that thick cock with enthusiasm.

As I continued to play with myself I suddenly became aware of some kind of movement just to the right of where I was sitting. I glanced over and gasped with surprise and shock when I saw a long, thin, throbbing penis sticking through a hole in the wall of the booth!

As I say, I was shocked and startled, but at that point I was also on the verge of a glorious orgasm, and it took only seconds for my shock to be replaced by an uncharacteristic surge of pure lust. Without thinking, I threw caution to the wind and wrapped my lips around that disembodied phallus. Just as my orgasm peaked, the dick in my mouth exploded, and I swallowed its entire load with vigor.

The scene on the screen was really beginning to heat up, and I continued to masturbate. As I did so a thick, impressive black cock pushed through the hole in the wall. I was in a fit of lust by now, and I had always wondered what a black man’s cock would taste like, so I took it into my mouth as well and began sucking it, trying desperately to match the urgency the girl in the movie had shown. It had a delicious musk-like flavor I had never encountered before. It began to swell and jerk in my mouth just as another orgasm blasted through me. A thick spurt of semen splashed against the back of my throat and almost choked me, but I quickly regained my composure and lapped down every drop like a hungry puppy.

I was now consumed by a frenzy of unbridled passion, and when that phallus disappeared back through the hole and was replaced with yet another black cock, almost twice the length and girth of the last one, I didn’t even hesitate to accept it. The girl on the screen was getting fucked harder than I had ever seen anyone get fucked, and my hand in my panties was moving rapidly as I heatedly rubbed my pussy and clit.

I saw that the massive slab of cock before me was uncircumcised. It was the first uncircumcised dick I had ever encountered. I slid back its foreskin and lovingly licked all along the sensitive glans. The heavy chunk of man-meat surged, and a thick white glob of precome dripped from its slit. I caught it on my tongue, and the almond-like flavor was like ambrosia to me. As I said, until then I had never been an avid cocksucker, but it seemed as though watching that movie had transformed me into a purely sexual being who hungered for cock, anyone’s cock, and I had a sudden insatiable appetite for come.

I even pulled my hand away from my crotch so I could jack off that massive hunk of meat with both hands as I force-fed as much of it as I could into my mouth, literally gagging myself on this unknown stranger’s dick. It began leaking seminal fluid, and from the way the heavy veins were pulsing under my tongue, I knew he was about to come. This made me milk him harder, feeling a desperate desire to suck this lovely throbbing tool to completion.

When he came he shot so much jism that I couldn’t swallow fast enough, and some of it escaped my mouth and dripped onto the floor. I nursed on that cock and worked my tongue between his foreskin and the head of his tasty dick, licking and laving it until its owner pulled it back through the hole.

I turned back to the screen and saw that the man in the movie had come also, and I watched in fascination as the beautiful busty girl licked his semen from the floor below them, where some of it had escaped. I thought that was so wickedly depraved that I couldn’t stop myself from also bending down and licking up the cream that the black man I had sucked off had spilled on the floor. While I was at it I also licked up a few stray strands of come that someone had deposited against the wall of the booth before I had entered it. The thought that I had no idea who any of this come belonged to was what turned me on the most about what I had done.

I was about to leave when another cock, this one short, fat and pinkish, pushed through the hole. I sucked it without hesitation, and when it was replaced by a long thin brown one, I serviced that one too. I waited for more, but no others appeared, and I finally left the booth.

When I walked up to the counter the clerk smiled and asked me if I had enjoyed the movies. I blushingly assured him that I had, and then added that I passed by his shop every night driving home from work, and that I would stop in from time to time to catch a quick flick.

About that time we saw a tow truck drive slowly by, evidently looking for my car. Before I left, however, the clerk gave me a bag and told me to enjoy what was inside. Although I was curious about what it was, I was anxious to get home, so I just thanked him and left.

The tow truck was able to fix whatever was wrong with my car, at least long enough for me to drive home. It was only after taking a long leisurely bath that I remembered the bag the clerk had given me. I carried it into the bedroom and opened it. Inside was a giant black dildo in the shape of a phallus, looking very much like the huge uncircumcised cock I had sucked in the booth. I immediately felt a strong surge of lust, and proceeded to fuck myself silly with that thick slab. It was a lot of fun, but it also left me aching to experience the real thing once more. I knew I would definitely be going back to that store again and again.

I hate to think of what my husband would say or do if he ever found out about my new pastime. But as I say, it’s his own fault for being too cheap to buy me a new car.

—N.L., Tempe, Arizona