I had a great night, girls ; lots of action at the grownup arcade. I sucked of a guy in a booth while another guy watched through the resplendence hole in the next booth. 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 hole, obviously wanting his gumshoe. I kept begging him for his cock, saying thing like :"Please, beloved … let me soak up that thing,"and"Oh, baby, I'm begging you for your cock…please don't make me beg…honey, I'm already on my knees, 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 mouth. I had my human face to the cakehole, my tongue extended. But to no avail ; he shot his nut through the air and onto the base, just inches from my cum starved sass."Oh, sister,"I said."Why did you do that ! Now I'm going to have to lick it all up off the floor !"

fountainhead, he pulled his pants up and left. So I went over to the booth and got down on my knees and elbows and lapped up the pool of still warm semen. From the niche of my eye I saw a guy walk by and rock his head in disgust. But I was beyond caring. The semen was sweet - and still warm. I need cum like a lamia needs blood ! I 'll lap up it up off the floor, or the bench, or even drink it out of used rubber ! Yes, I know that I am a disgusting pouf, no one knows that unspoilt than me. And I.

A little later I was standing out in the corridor next to my booth, dressed in my skimpy footling black string bikini and high hound. From where I stand, I have a direct scene of another kiosk. This booth gets a lot of action. One thing I've learned is that, just about every one who frequents these arcades is either a cocksucker, or cocksuckee. And the stylemark of both of these character is that they invariably will stoop down low and looking through the gloriole 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 learn out the glory hole, I assume he's a asshole, and therefore uninterested in me. I've learned to focus on the Guy who don't confirmation out the holes. baseball club times out of ten, these guys are straight guy who are looking for a black eye job. And being straight, they appreciate a feminine person, like myself to suck up them off ; I guess it makes them feel LE gay. They 'll just flat out stick their gruelling Johnsons through the pickle, or approach me directly and come into the booth with me.

So anyway, I was standing outside of my booth and I spotted this guy who obviously had no interest in the glory holes. So I gave him a lot of tending. Each time he passed I gave him a overnice grin. After a few minutes he went into the kiosk next room access and I saw him admit out his dick. I squatted near the aura hole and whispered,"wishing me to add up over there ?"

"Sure ”, he said. I quickly walked around to his booth and stripped off my bikini. When he opened the door I was standing there naked. I sucked his rooster for a piece and he was paying a lot of attending to my boob, playing with them and bending down to suck on them.

"Oooh yes, child,"I cooed,"Mmmm ! I LOVE when a man feed on my bosom like that ! Go ahead, baby, suck those mamilla and mark 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 impression. He stripped off his shirt and told me to kiss his chest. He had a big hairy chest and I went nutcase on it, showering him with hot kisses, my hand gripping his hard tool."Mmmm, Papi ! You gots a nice big hairy chest !"My words inflamed him and he pushed my head down on his cock, and in a few seconds came in my mouth. I asked him for some money, and he gave me 8 bucks.

My next magic was a big fat guy. He had been making the rounds for about an hour, and finally he went into the stall following door. He tried to stick his cock through the glory kettle of fish 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 wedge in. He literally had to flex sideways to squeeze his obese body through the door. He had white hair. He asked me how much for a puff job and I told him it was 100 dollars. We went back and forth and he told me all he had was 60 sawbuck. I got down on my genu to soak up him off, but I had to actually repeal up a huge layer of fat to get to his dick - which was about the sizing of a clitoris. I pressed my rim up against it in an attempt to get some variety of lip hold on it, but it was too small ! So I just pressed my sass 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 lips around it, and blow him. From the noise he was making I could tell he was gon na cum. certain enough, he nutted in my oral fissure. I spit it on the floor because it had a bitter, old tasting, and looked up at him."Papi, can I have a few more bucks ?"He reached in his sac and pulled out a XX"It was Charles Frederick Worth it,"he said.

After he left it was kind of slow for awhile. I put my bikini back on, but let my bare titmouse hang out from the top, and went out into the arcade to walk around. There were a couple of occupied stall, but no one in the corridor. When it 's decelerate like that I like to go from booth to booth and see what I can find. Mainly I 'm looking for condom, lube packets, video lineup - stuff like that. But I 've found all variety of things, like - dildoes, money, lingerie - you just never know. On this trip-up I ended up with almost 60 dollars worth of video recording cards. I pick up every card I see and lead them back to my cubicle and examine them to see if there 's any viewing metre left on them. The empties I throw in the one-armed bandit reserved for that design. The good single I stick in my purse to use when it 's sluggish. One clock time I found this cute little stopcock shaped dildoe. It was about the size of an average cock, and made out of really hard rigid plastic. It was supposed to be flesh colored but looked to a greater extent orangey in the dim lighting of the colonnade. I used to grease it up and hold it in my anus between tricks.

As I was sorting through the video cards I had found, I heard the loud `` clink ! '' and the sound of a doorbell. That meant individual was being buzzed into the arcade. I sat up straight and hybridise my ramification and waited. I craned my head out a petty to see if I could see anyone, but he was in no hurry. I pulled my shaft out of my bikini bottoms and exposed it. I could hear his footstep 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 field leg crossed high over my impart stifle, moving it back and forth."You got the fourth dimension, sweetie ?"I asked him.

He looked surprised and mumbled something and walked off. But in a minute he was back, standing near me."You want a bump job, beloved ?"I said. I could recite he was a niggling uneasy. He looked at me and nodded his read/write head."Right here, truelove,"I told him."Nice and private - no holes."

He stepped in and took his bloomers down. I got down in a diddley between his legs and took his cock in my helping hand. Nice, maybe 7 inches and hard. I took it into my mouth and sucked his cock. He came within a few minutes and I swallowed his lading. I was still on my knee as he walked out of the Booth without a word, his hurried footsteps, and the bang of the threshold 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 hour later an older guy stopped. He had been strolling around the arcade off and on all night. He came up to me."What you got under there ?"he said, flicking the strand on my bikini bottom.

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

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

His big hand was cupping and massaging my tits."Oh yeah, you got a decent pair on you. How long were you in the joint for ?"

"Two years,'I said."That's where I got turned fagot. You want a gust job, honey ?"I asked him.

He looked around."Where ?"he said.

"We can go in a stall,"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 spirit he wanted some. I was just about to ask him, when he stepped into the booth next door. I ran over to the hole and I could see him pulling his dick out."Want some company, honey ?"I said. I went over to his cubicle and stripping off my bikini an the way, and stood there nude. His eyes widened when he saw my bare dead body. I made sure as shooting that I turned my bare back to him, so that he could see to it out my bare ass and silky legs.

We got comfortable, him kicking back on the bench and me squatting in front of him. His dick was extremely toilsome and I was giving him a really nasty, boggy bareback snow job. And he was loving it SO much. He reached forward and played with my ass."Like my ass, baby ?"

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

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

"Yeah ”, he said."You got a rubber eraser ?"

"You can have it off me bareback ”, I told him. He shook his principal."I need a rubber. You got a prophylactic ? I pulled a condom from my purse and handed it to him. He rolled it on and I squatted on the Bench, facing the bulwark and spread my tooshie. I had taken the precaution earlier to grease up my anus with Vaseline. He mounted me from behind and tried to recruit me. His shaft was poking everywhere but where it should be, so I reached down through my ramification and grabbed his hardon and fed it into my ass hole. Oooh, fuck ! That boner fuckin'injury going in. But I'm an experience ho and I bore the infliction, knowing it was momentary and, sure enough, his cock got past the tight band of arse heftiness and slipped in, clod deep.

Then he began fucking me like a horny stud Irish bull. It felt so dependable to be ass rapedd by a existent man ! It only took less than a mo and he shouted out and came in my ass. He eased his cock out of my ass and pulled the galosh off his gumshoe. I sat there as he wiped his hammer off with a napkin and he got dressed."Didja like it, dear ?"I asked him.

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