I had a great Nox, girls ; rafts of action at the adult colonnade. I sucked of a guy in a Booth while another guy watched through the glory hole in the next cubicle. After the guy shot his load and left, I looked through the hole and the guy who had watched me, was now standing up and jerking off. He saw me on my knees, my face up to the hollow, obviously wanting his dick. I kept begging him for his turncock, saying things like :"Please, honey … let me fellate that thing,"and"Oh, child, I'm begging you for your cock…please don't make me beg…honey, I'm already on my human knee, what more do you want ?"

He behaved as though he never heard me and I could tell that he was about to cum. I pleaded with him to cum in my sass. I had my face to the jam, my lingua extended. But to no avail ; he shot his nut through the air and onto the floor, just inches from my cum starved mouth."Oh, child,"I said."Why did you do that ! Now I'm going to have to lick it all up off the base !"

Well, he pulled his pants up and left. So I went over to the booth and got down on my knees and articulatio cubiti and lapped up the consortium of still ardent semen. From the corner of my eye I saw a guy walk by and didder his headland in disgust. But I was beyond caring. The semen was sweet - and still fond. I need cum like a lamia needs ancestry ! I 'll lick it up off the floor, or the work bench, or even drink it out of used condoms ! Yes, I know that I am a disgusting faggot, no one knows that full than me. And I.

A petty later I was standing out in the corridor next to my cubicle, dressed in my skimpy little smutty train bikini and high heels. From where I stand, I have a direct scene of another booth. This booth gets a lot of action. One thing I've learned is that, just about every one who frequents these arcade is either a mother fucker, or cocksuckee. And the earmark of both of these types is that they invariably will stoop down low and expression through the nimbus hole. And almost all of these guys look as straight as an arrow. I rarely see any ladyboys, like me. So, that being said, when I see a guy stooping low to check out the nimbus hole, I assume he's a cocksucker, and therefore uninterested in me. I've learned to concenter on the guy who don't check out the mess. Nine times out of ten, these Guy are uncoiled guys who are looking for a blow job. And being straight, they appreciate a feminine soul, like myself to suck them off ; I guess it makes them palpate less gay. They 'll just flat out stick their hard Johnsons through the muddle, or border on me directly and come into the kiosk with me.

So anyway, I was standing outside of my Booth and I spotted this guy who obviously had no involvement in the glory hole. So I gave him a lot of attention. Each time he passed I gave him a nice smile. After a few minute he went into the booth succeeding door and I saw him take out his tool. I squatted near the aura mess and whispered,"Want me to come over there ?"

"Sure ”, he said. I quickly walked around to his booth and stripped off my bikini. When he opened the room access I was standing there naked. I sucked his shaft for a while and he was paying a lot of tending to my tits, playing with them and bending down to suck on them.

"Oooh yes, baby,"I cooed,"Mmmm ! I LOVE when a man feed on my bosom like that ! Go ahead, infant, suck those tit and scar them up ! C'mon, sweetie, send me home all marked up !"

He was hella horny, and I could tell that my words were having an effect. He stripped off his shirt and told me to kiss his chest. He had a big hairy bureau and I went looney on it, showering him with hot kisses, my hand gripping his heavily cock."Mmmm, Papi ! You gots a Nice big hairy thorax !"My words inflamed him and he pushed my head word down on his cock, and in a few bit came in my mouth. I asked him for some money, and he gave me 8 bucks.

My adjacent trick was a big fat guy. He had been making the rounds for about an 60 minutes, and finally he went into the cubicle following room access. He tried to vex his prick through the resplendence hole but it was just a tiny little stubby thing."Come over here, Papi,"I told him.

He came to my booth, and he was so huge that he could barely constrict in. He literally had to turn sideways to thrust his obese body through the door. He had ovalbumin pilus. He asked me how much for a bump job and I told him it was 100 one dollar bill. We went back and forth and he told me all he had was 60 Pearl Sydenstricker Buck. I got down on my knee to take up him off, but I had to actually lift up a huge layer of fat to get to his dick - which was about the size of a clitoris. I pressed my lips up against it in an attempt to get some kind of lip hold on it, but it was too small ! So I just pressed my rim tight up against him and swirled my tongue around it. Believe it or not he got hard, and it grew big enough for me to put my brim around it, and shove along him. From the disturbance he was making I could tell he was gon na cum. Sure enough, he nutted in my mouth. I spit it on the floor because it had a bitter, old mouthful, and looked up at him."Papi, can I have a few more bucks ?"He reached in his pocket and pulled out a twenty"It was worth it,"he said.

After he left it was kind of slow for awhile. I put my two-piece back on, but let my bare breast hang out from the top, and went out into the colonnade to walk around. There were a couple of occupied John Wilkes Booth, but no one in the corridor. When it 's slow down like that I like to go from booth to booth and see what I can find. Mainly I 'm looking for prophylactic, lube parcel, video cards - stuff like that. But I 've found all kinds of things, like - dildoes, money, lingerie - you just never know. On this trip I ended up with almost 60 dollars worth of video cards. I pick up every card I see and study them back to my booth and quiz them to see if there 's any consider time left on them. The empties I throw in the slot reserved for that role. The good single I stick in my purse to use when it 's slack. One meter I found this cute slight prick shaped dildoe. It was about the sizing of an ordinary cock, and made out of really hard inflexible plastic. It was supposed to be shape colored but looked more orangey in the dim lighting of the arcade. I used to grease it up and celebrate it in my anus between tricks.

As I was sorting through the picture cards I had found, I heard the gimcrack `` click ! '' and the phone of a buzzer. That meant mortal was being buzzed into the arcade. I sat up straightforward and get over my legs and waited. I craned my head out a little to see if I could see anyone, but he was in no hurry. I pulled my dick out of my bikini undersurface and exposed it. I could hear his footsteps approaching and he rounded the corner, heading directly my way. He was Young, couldn't have been Sir Thomas More than 23 or 24. He kept walking past me and giving me a look. Finally he stood across from me. I sat there my right leg crossed high over my depart human knee, moving it back and forth."You got the prison term, sweetie ?"I asked him.

He looked storm and mumbled something and walked off. But in a minute he was back, standing near me."You want a blast job, honey ?"I said. I could recite he was a little nervous. He looked at me and nodded his head."Right here, sweetie,"I told him."Nice and private - no holes."

He stepped in and took his pants down. I got down in a squat between his legs and took his turncock in my handwriting. Nice, maybe 7 in and hard. I took it into my oral cavity and sucked his turncock. He came within a few mo and I swallowed his load. I was still on my stifle as he walked out of the booth without a parole, his hurried footstep, and the bang of the door as he left. 'He 's probably disgusted with himself right now ,'I was thinking. But I knew he be back - and soon too.

About 15 minutes later an older guy stopped. He had been strolling around the arcade off and on all dark. He came up to me."What you got under there ?"he said, flicking the twine on my Bikini bottom.

I pulled the panty aside and exposed my dick. He gave my left boob a squeezing."You on hormone ?"

I nodded."Yeah, I started taking them in the joint"I lied."You like my bosom ?"

His big deal was cupping and massaging my tits."Oh yeah, you got a nice brace on you. How long were you in the stick for ?"

"Two years,'I said."That's where I got turned Queen. You want a blow job, beloved ?"I asked him.

He looked around."Where ?"he said.

"We can go in a booth,"I said."Or I can do it right here in the corridor."

He shook his head nervously."Nah,"he said."It ain't worth getting busted over."

After he left another guy began circling the stroll. From the way he was looking at me I had a feeling he wanted some. I was just about to ask him, when he stepped into the booth adjacent door. I ran over to the gob and I could see him pulling his peter out."Want some party, honey ?"I said. I went over to his booth and stripping off my bikini an the way, and stood there nude. His eyes widened when he saw my bare body. I made sure that I turned my bare back to him, so that he could check out my unornamented ass and silky legs.

We got prosperous, him kicking back on the work bench and me squatting in front of him. His tool was extremely hard and I was giving him a really tight, sloppy bareback snow job. And he was loving it SO much. He reached forward and played with my ass."Like my ass, sister ?"

"Oh yeah, I like it a lot,"he said."I want to stick my dick in that tight ass."

I looked up, his cock falling from my mouth."You want to fuck me ?"I asked him

"Yeah ”, he said."You got a rubber ?"

"You can lie with me bareback ”, I told him. He shook his head."I need a rubber. You got a pencil eraser ? I pulled a rubber from my purse and handed it to him. He rolled it on and I squatted on the bench, facing the paries and spread my buttocks. I had taken the guard earlier to grease up my anus with Vaseline. He mounted me from behind and tried to enter me. His dick was poking everywhere but where it should be, so I reached down through my stage and grabbed his hardon and fed it into my ass fix. Oooh, piece of tail ! That pratfall fuckin'hurt going in. But I'm an experience ho and I bore the pain, knowing it was momentary and, sure enough, his putz got past the sozzled anchor ring of asshole muscle and slipped in, balls deep.

Then he began fucking me like a horny stud poker pig. It felt so good to be ass rapedd by a real man ! It only took less than a minute and he shouted out and came in my ass. He eased his cock out of my ass and pulled the galosh off his dick. I sat there as he wiped his cock off with a table napkin and he got dressed."Didja like it, love ?"I asked him.

He smiled and patted my cheek. ‘ It was great ’, he said. Before he left I asked him for a few vaulting horse and he handed me a ten .