Tuesday, May 21, 2013

The Second Beginning

STREE, "The Second Begining" I married Joan a few years later. I met her at a private club where she was working as a waitress. After we had been married for 4 years, boredom was beginning to set in for both of us. She did however, love to jack me off. She always said that she enjoyed watching me get off about as much as getting screwed herself. Other than her thing for jacking me off at various places, sometimes in semi-public places, we led the normal everyday "Biff and Buffy" lifestyle. One evening we were making the rounds to some of the local clubs. I might mention that we lived in a "GI" town at the time so there were plenty of choices when it came to clubs and bars. She wore an attractive "A-line" dress that wasn't quite a mini-skirt, but was short all the same. We had been to 3 or 4 bars, and she had consumed quite a bit of alcohol. I wasn't drinking that much because I was driving. Alcohol always made Joan horny as hell, and this night was no exception. She wanted to go home and screw but we lived a long way out of town. I decided that I wanted to see just how horny I could get her. I suggested that we go to an adult bookstore that had video booths for watching porno movies. She said she wasn't really interested, but if I wanted to she would go along. On the way, I played with her tits and massaged her cunt until she was dripping wet. I talked her removing her bra and panties before we went into the bookstore. The idea of her walking around the store nothing on under her dress had it's own affects on me too. We walked around inside the store for a while, making quiet jokes about the huge dildoes and other sex toys that were on display. There were 6 or 8 men in the store walking around looking at whatever happened to be in front of them at the time, but all of them were watching Joan out of the corner of their eyes, and as cognizant as Joan is, I'm sure she was aware of their looks, but always said she didn't notice them. We then went to the magazine section where all sorts of porno magazines were on display. Most of them were sealed to prevent one from opening and looking at them in the store. Some of them, however, had the seals broken on them. She picked one up and flipped through it. This one had of pictures of women sucking cocks. She mentioned something about it being an interesting book. I asked if she wanted me to buy it for her, and to my surprise she said "sure, why not?". I went to the counter, paid for it and started to leave. Joan said "I thought you wanted to watch some movies, where is the theater"? The guy behind the counter said, we have individual booths that seat two, but we also have an open theater that seats 30". She asked "What's the difference between them"? He said only privacy, and the fact that in the individual booths, the occupant can choose which movie they want to watch. Joan, decided that we ought to go to one of the booths. One reason was she could chose the movie she wanted to watch, but mainly because of the privacy. (Little did she know, at that time, but she would soon find out). I got ten dollars worth of quarters from the cashier and we proceeded to the back of the store where the booths were she asked why some of the booths had lights on above the doors and why some didn't. I told her the ones with the lights on were occupied. She picked one that had vacant booths on both sides. We opened the door and went in. She commented on how small and dark the booth was, and I told her that normally one one person is allowed per booth. We both sat down and I inserted a quarter. The tv, which was located behind a glass window came on with a blank screen. I told her to push the button below the window to select the movie she wanted to watch. There were 12 channels, each of which was showing a different movie. The ranged from normal male/female fuck flicks to lesbian, to gay. She found one in which the girl was giving a guy with a huge cock a blo-job. As we sat and watched, I began to fondle her breasts with one hand and kneaded her shaved mound with the other. Just about then I heard the door to the booth next to us on the right open, closed and someone insert a quarter into the slot. A couple of minutes later our screen went blank meaning our time was up for the amount of money I had put in. While I was fumbling for the change in my pocket, Joan asked "What is that"? I said "What"? She said "That light, it looks like there is a hole in the wall". I told her to look and see what she could see. She bent over and with a slight gasp she said "there's a guy over there, he's got his dick out and he's jacking himself off!" I told her "That's what most guys do in here". I put another 2 dollars worth of quarters in the machine to make sure it lasted a while this time. She bent over again to look through the hole. She was amazed that she could see another man jacking off like that. I told her to go ahead and watch him if she wanted to. She said "If he catches me he'll be mad and make a scene". I told her "I seriously doubt that, if he didn't want to be watched, he wouldn't be there." She said "Really, you don't think he cares?" I assured her that he probably didn't. I was really getting worked up by now. Here I was, in a video booth with my wife and she was asking me if it was alright to watch another man beat off. Joan leaned over again to look through the hole. This time she stayed and watched for several minutes. The sight of her bent over in front of me while she was "voyeuring" the guy in the next booth was too much for me. I decided to take a chance, I reached down and pulled her dress up over her hips and layed it on her back. She didn't seem to mind, she was too occupied watching the other guy. I asked her what he looked like. She said "I can't tell, all I can see is his cock. He stopped for a second and dropped his pants and underwear, now he's standing there playing with his balls while he's rubbing his meat." "Oh, my god, he just shot his load all over the floor, boy that didn't take him long." She stood back up and sat on my lap this time. "I can't believe he did that" she mused. I asked "Did you enjoy the sight?" "Yeah, it was alright, but he sure could have lasted longer". She answered. We went back to watching the movie she had selected. After a while she began changing channels again. She found a channel with a lesbian movie showing, left it there and we watched it for a short while. I was back to massaging her clit again. She was getting more and more turned on, when the door to the next booth opened again, and the sound of several quarters could be heard dropping into the machine. She just looked at me and smiled. "Do you mind if I look?" she asked. I told her to go ahead. She bent over and began to watch again. This time she got closer to the hole so I'm sure whoever was in the other booth could see her watching. She watched for a few seconds, the sat up and said "He's turned toward me as if he's pointing his cock at me, what should I do?" I told her "Whatever you feel like doing." She was facing me while we were talking. About that time I looked down and saw the head of a dick appearing not through the hole but right at the edge of it. I told Joan. "I think he knows you're watching and wants you to do something for him". She asked "What does he expect, I'm not going to give him a blow-job, I don't have any idea who he is". "I wonder if he would mind it I played with it". At that she reached down and put her hand through the hole and took his cock in her hand. I could tell that she was slowly massaging his love muscle but could see it. I had just started playing with her ass again when she sort of moaned, and pulled her hand back through the hole. It was covered with thick white cum. I told her "I guess he really liked whatever you were doing to him". She said "Yeah, and I rather enjoyed it too". There was a waste basket on the floor below the tv screen and a roll of paper towels mounted on the wall. She sat on my lap again and cleaned her hand off. With her dress up around her waist I could feel her wetness soaking the leg of my pants. She mentioned that she was getting thirsty and would like to have another beer. I told her to stay there and I would go next door and get her one. She said "Ok, I'll stay here, give me some money to keep the machine going." I told her to make sure she locked the door after I left to make sure no-one would walk in on her. I gave her the rest of the quarters I had and left. After I closed the door I made sure I heard her lock the door. I walked out of the store and went next door to the grocery store bought two bottles of beer and returned to the bookstore. I hid the beer under my shirt and headed back to the booth where Joan was. I noticed that the lights on both sides of the booth she was in were light. I knocked on the door, and after she was assured that it was me, she opened the door to let me in. She was kneeling in front of the glory-hole. obviously watching another guy. She got up and sat down on the little bench beside me. I opened the beer, gave it to her and we began drinking and watching the movie. I asked her what had gone on while I was gone. She said that another guy came in the next booth and started playing with himself. She said his cock was somewhat longer than the the others, but was real skinny. "Pencil-dick" is what she called it. She said that while she was watching, the guy bent over and looked through the hole on the other side of his booth. Pretty soon, she saw a cock being stuck through that hole, and the guy start playing with it. She said she was quite turned on by that. She said the guy massaged the cock for a little while before the cock was pulled back through the hole. The guy then reached through the hole and began playing with the "pencil-dick" for a little bit before he stopped and pulled his hand back through. Then she said it looked like the guy that pulled his cock back, bent over in front of the hole and placed his ass up to the hole. The guy with the "pencil-dick" then approached the hole with his cock and she said it looked like he was fucking the guys ass through the hole. To be continued. stree@wowmail.com 2578 1.17/512345

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