My hubby and I were treating ourselves to dinner and a night at the Hilton in Sydney ( Australia ) back in the early 1980's. It was my twenty-third birthday and I had a little too much to drink and was feeling rather disinhibited and horny. At dinner, my hubby slipped his hands up my wet knickers, and teasingly caressed my clit until it was punishing, throbbing and aching, and then pushed his warm digit into me. I hungered for him to push his completely hand inside me, I was so wound up. It didn't take me long to flood over his finger's breadth. I wanted to fuck him then and there but he didn't rent my hint. In my lustful commonwealth, I was frustrated as I wanted so badly to orgasm.

It was a tender balmy nighttime and my hubby suggested we go for a base on balls. A little reluctantly, I agreed. We sauntered down St. George St and ended up in the seedier Haymarket country of the metropolis near Chinatown. There were a few couples walking around and my husband seem to direct me towards a memory. I saw two men going in and one coming out as we approached. He was older, slightly disheveled and he ogled at me. It was then that I noticed that there were no early charwoman in the immediate neck of the woods. There was a slight reek of stale piddle. The shop was an grownup bookstore with a room access with step leading up to the for the first time floor. There were lurid, cheap flashing lights and I think it was called the pleasance pectus. My hubby suggested we have a look. I normally would not have ever thought of going into such a store but that Night, I was horny, frustrated and peculiar. I mindlessly followed him up the stairs.

There was a"Suckatorium"on one side of the shop class, but that was for replete gay/bi guys and I do n't know that span were welcome in there. There was the sense of smell of old heater and I could hear in the background indistinct medicine and what sounded the like moaning from porn video recording being played. I noticed single-foot full moon of porn clip and hardcore videos. On the diametric side of the store, through a door into a dimly lit area was a row of three or four video Booth with what I was soon to check were aureole Holes. There was an old guy at the counter who casually looked up at my hubby and me. There were about four or five other men in the store and they immediately looked and stared at me lecherously. I was the only charwoman there. As it was summertime, I was dressed in a button down shirt tied at my midriff with a myopic skirt and 5-inch poor boy heels. I was 5ft 6in tall, about 160 pounds, pale skin, thick long wavy dark brown fuzz with 36-inch breasts with large brown areolae and bulblike nipples, soft sonsie hour shabu figure, panoptic coxa with prominent backside, large mesomorphic thighs and thick, shapely calves. It was a creepy variety of experience but for some odd intellect, I felt form of slutty and aroused at the same time.

My hubby suggested we choose a booth to watch some porn. We walked over to the video cubicle and asked for a booth. Immediately every guy in the store stopped what he was doing and watched where we went. It was dark but the men all seemed to notice me as they glared at me like a little art object of heart. I could feel their oculus undressing me. I felt like a smutty slut, my heart was almost bursting out of my pectus from jitteriness and anticipation. I was shaking and was aware of the passion and wetness between my peg and tingling of my clit and pussy. The smelling of the place filled my nostril like a mix of sex and cleaning provision.

My hubby took my hand and led me to the second gear door on the right. As we entered it I took one Thomas More look behind me to see the men smiling and heading towards our door it seemed but then the door was shut and locked by my hubby. Inside the John Wilkes Booth the base was all concrete. The lone thing in there was a electric chair and a Methedrine can with a newspaper towel dispenser. I sat on the chair as my hubby switched through the duct of the TV finding many explicit porn films and stopping at one of a girl in the middle of a gang bang. He knew that was one of my fantasies. The sound of lust with cheap scope music filled the room.

I was in a bit of a shock and as my eyes adjusted to the dim lighting, I noticed there was a hole in the rampart to my right. It was dark in the former booth next to us and I could see dried up cum covering the wall from the hole down. It was pretty gross as I thought about it.

Before I could ask my hubby about the hole, I noticed an eye looking into the booth from the hole.

My married man told me to stand up and confront the wall opponent of the hole. He had me stand with my weaponry against the wall and told me to push my ass out. I did as I was told, getting turned on as I thought that this was what he wanted me to do, show off my body to a bunch of unknown. The stall was small-scale and cramped for the two of us and my hubby cupped my titty from behind with his hands, and my nipples rubbed hard, erect with desire. He moved his fingers on to my pap, gently squeezing them, then more roughly. My hubby's work force headed south. He pulled at my panties, revealing my swollen mound. He started to rub my ass, pulling the dress up around my hips, sucking my neck and fondling my swell up bosom. He then began massaging my large engorged rear clit and moist bitch.

He had me turn around and I looked at the hole to see a shaft sticking through the trap. I gasped as I saw it and leaned back. I'd never seen anything like this before and momentarily I didn't know what to do. Looking at my hubby he pushed me to my knees and I was in front of it. It wasn't very big at all, not very thick either. I could secernate it was an senior man's cock and it was n't very hard yet. It probably belonged to an Asian as his pubes were black and not very curly, his penile barb had a yellow hue and his scrotal sac darkly pigmented with a nice set of pigeon egg-sized balls. I started to fix the situation as I licked across the tip and slowly jerked it off into my sassing as I sucked the tip. My brim locked around the drumhead. As I sucked, my hubby's hand was on the rachis of my head as he pushed me onto it. I could feel the stranger's humanity grow in my mouth as I sucked it. My lips rubbing along his shaft as my natural language flicked around and across his rock tough dick, as the glans pushed into my throat. I was sucking him for a minute or two when all of a sudden he shot into my oral fissure. I tried to rend away but my hubby stopped me, telling me to eat up it all. As I did as I was told, the dick twitched with about four or five niggling spurt of semen. As soon as he left, another came through.

I knelt down in front of this new circumcised penis. As I laid my mind down I could feel this stranger's cock hardening. He was bigger than the first off putz with thick engorged veins. I rubbed my indulgent face up and down over it. I was getting so turned on. My cunt was wet and throbbing. I could experience the unknown moving and heard him moaning. His pecker was so warm and smelt musky. I swallowed the unknown's cock. I licked and sucked and teased his chunk until his warm cum flooded my mouth and kept filling my backtalk with dig after shot of cum. His penis withdrew and left my mouth empty and dripping with saliva onto my top. My eyes watery from the deep-throating. I looked up at my hubby who told me to wait there. I looked back into the former booth through the kettle of fish watching the cock I had just fellated leave the elbow room and another man manner of walking in. He quickly undid his pants and pushed his virile extremity into the hole.

This guy had a very large uncircumcised cock. He was so thick. I had difficulty getting my backtalk around him as he grew in size of it. I brought my hands up to assist my back talk and it was only then I really appreciated the on-key stature of this magnificent peter. Not only was it fat, but it was also very long and curved like a big ripe banana. I couldn't help but mentally equate how humble my hubby's 5-inch hard-on was compared to this stallion's manhood. My pussy flooded. I could sense that my knee breeches were now soaked with my succus. I had always wanted to worship a behemoth like this. I heard him grunt and his cock twitched. I teased him by pulling away and just tickled his formal very gently. I know he wanted acquittance as he thrust his cock hard against the hole. His threatening chunk which had been hanging low in his egg bag were now tightly retracted right up into his jetty.

I could hear him groan, so I closed my hands, very lightly at inaugural, completely around his vibration, burning-hot shaft, then began sliding along its distance towards its junction with his body. At the base I stopped and slowly squeezed. The exposed tool and glans turned a darker purplish red. I squeezed even harder, then pulled his member firmly towards me. spasm of pre-ejaculatory heart rate shot down the length of his erect penis, from its radical deep in his body to the swollen glans. I reduced the pressure and began fast stroking, my fist thudding into his body at the base of his proud humanity, then sliding full-length to the tip.

His boiling semen could expect no longer - a huge surge began recondite in his trunk, construction and racing up the length of his erection, exploding past my business firm clench - a jet of white cum shot out, splashed against my bare second joint. I stroked harder, felt a second burst of semen gather. My grasp on his hard-on tightened as his second gear spirt was launched, this metre missing me, arcing in high spirits into the air past my head. His crotch mindlessly continued their ejaculation. From his membrum virile, boost jet of semen were propelled past me with decreasing force.

The next cock poked itself through the muddle. It was beautiful, not as long as the net phallus, but really loggerheaded, circumcised with a vast purple head that was just begging to be licked. I stroked the semi-erect penis a few multiplication and it quickly swelled to an tremendous proud state of arousal. I swallowed it down in one long gesture, his cock head pushing at the vertebral column of my pharynx. My spit flicked across the sore rooftree and probed at his petite little pee pickle before I closed my backtalk around him again. I could smack the effort and the musky odor of his arousal and it only added to my upheaval as my head bobbed up and down, the pace increased. He really started to pump and thrust through the hole, fucking my mouth with such force I almost gagged. I could palpate my backtalk bruising and burning, my saliva running freely over his shaft, mixing with the salty pre-cum that was flooding on to my tongue.

I eagerly sucked him, using my backtalk on him, fast, squashy and inscrutable, pushing his cock in and out of my throat like I was starving for his humanness. He throbbed and pulsed in my mouth as I sucked. My hubby laughing behind me, telling me I was a ruttish little slut. He pulled me off the putz with his hands in my hair and told me to stand up. I did and he turned me around putting my plump White River ass against the alien's over-sized swollen pecker, twitching as it stuck out from the mess. I sunk onto it with no safe, no tribute, just skin of throbbing thickly cock sliding into my unprotected close hairy wet kitty. Wow, he was BIG ! I stiffened briefly in pain mixed with sheer pleasure as my pussy accommodated him. My tender whiteness ass touched the wall of the booth. When the guy on the other face realised what had happened, he started to thrust more vigorously through the wall into my cunt, fucking my purulent hard and fast. The guy fucking me throbbed and scene cum into my snatch filling me with so much, it leaked out over his pulsating manhood and down my second joint. I felt it sliding out into my high heel as I shivered from his exploding cock. I gasped as my hubby stroked my clitoris harder and harder until I could feel my knees weaken. I tried to focus on the stranger's pulsating still hard cock in my puss as I felt the familiar spirit feeling of mounting arousal in my uterus. My dear juice flowed freely as my hubby rubbed my tumefy clit harder and faster as I came. My womb pulsated with an incredible orgasm. I grunted as the orgasmic waves of ecstatic delight swept over me.

When we left the stall, there was a herd of men waiting ( and probably disappointed they didn't get a fortune ). I felt like a filthy bawd, but I was enjoying that feeling.

The next day I woke up feeling like a slut. I wondered what my hubby was thinking. The whole night seemed like some form of vivid wet dreaming. My jaw still felt sore from all the cocks I had sucked .