Playtime Stories Ch 3 - Sex Stories

Playtime Stories Ch 3

3. As I left the booth I was in heat. But first I needed to pay a visit to the rest room and finish my browsing, so I replaced myself wet and adjusted my clothes. I thanked him again and he thanked me and then complimented me on being hot. He closed the door and locked it behind me. I turned right and followed the maze of booths to the restroom. I went inside and locked the door, remembering that night years ago when I had been all but f***ed to suck off a really big nasty guy who “made me.” It wasn’t cool at the time but it was a source of stimulation and fantasy ever since. On a side-note, he did run into me again and paid me to jack him off in his big-rig sl**per. It was strange but he finally agreed to give me all he had in his wallet at the time…$46.00. I’m sure he held out some cash, but it was kind of fun to strike a deal. I fixed my hair and lips in the bathroom mirror and then this is where the really memorable part of this story begins. I heard a female voice. She didn’t sound d***k or a cop or an angry wife. My heart pounded and I finished up my lipstick and teased my hair quickly. I opened the door a moment after she and her boyfriend had passed the restroom. I looked them over. They were dressed for a night out, he in slacks and a dark dress shirt, she in a pair of dark tight stretch corduroy pants and tight spaghetti strapped red camisole and carrying a large purse. She was a dark brunette with untamed hair and he was a conservatively combed dirty blonde. I ...

... could hear her heels now, black patent leather but not quite stiletto heels. He turned to see me and then turned back to her and I could see a nudge into her arm. She looked at me and then became self-conscious of staring and turned forward. They walked back further into the arcade maze. I followed a short distance. Several other patrons closed in too. She didn’t give them a second look. Instead, she paused and looked at the case that displays the boxes of the movies showing in the booths and when I walked up she snuck a couple of peaks at me. I paused for a moment and then turned and walked to the very back row the arcade where all the “fun” booths are. I didn’t want to be too pushy and spoil it so I went into a booth that was marked as a “buddy booth”- the kind that had a screen that could become transparent if both sides wanted to push a button and see each other. I really wanted to go in the big booth for couples, but that might spook them. Now that I was tuned to her sounds I heard her shoes and some mumbling from the guy. I heard her reply, but I couldn’t tell what she said. I inserted a dollar and started watching the screen. I flipped the channel to a series of transvestite fuck flicks and settled on one where the slut was being very verbal while she was being fucked; just like me. She was being screwed from behind and was facing the camera as she said all kinds of outrageous things. You could see her own cock flopping around underneath though. That is my only problem ...