Cuckquean Sex Shop
The Cuckquean Sex Shop was where I was. As she turned her head toward me and inquired, “How about this one?” the assistant’s long, blond hair fell down her arched back and her plush, rosy lips curled into a smile.
I swallowed hard and tried to ignore my hard cock pressing into my pants as I blinked several times. I thought the shopping assistant was holding an alien-looking pink toy.
“What is it used for?” Clearing my throat, I asked.
She went on to say, “It’s a perfect toy for clitoral stimulation,” smiling. Do you notice this tiny hole here?” The curved top, where the entire was, was brushed by her finger. You attach this to your wife’s clitoris, activate it, and presto! The technology of sonic waves promises a mind-blowing orgasm in a matter of minutes.
As I examined the tiny alien in her palm, I turned my head to the side. Would that satisfy my wife? “Would you like me to demonstrate how it works maybe?” I wasn’t sure. I didn’t miss the way her eyelids were hooded and she was looking at me as she asked, her face still being pleasant and warm.
“Does that even have a chance?”
She grinned again. ” Absolutely. Take a seat, and I’ll be with you all the way.”
Placing myself in one of the armchairs in the small lounge area in the middle of the Cuckquean Sex Shop, I laced my fingers together. I felt like I was in a movie as my cock twitched in anticipation, but my heart was pounding in my chest out of nervousness of the Cuckquean Sex Shop.
The Cuckquean Sex Shopping assistant returned shortly thereafter. I hoped she left to lock the door and turn off the cameras in the Cuckquean Sex Shop, though I wasn’t sure where she went.
I tried looking around, but I couldn’t find any in the corners near the ceiling. They might not have had any here.
We locked eyes as she placed her round little ass on the sofa in front of me. Her leather skirt was raised all the way to her waist with her hands, revealing a daring hot pink thong that left little room for imagination.
I took a big inhale.
She laid down on the couch with her back against the cushions and one leg bent over the couch, giving me the best view of her beautiful pussy once the skirt was out of her way. I couldn’t look away as she slowly moved her fingers up and down her inner thighs.
“Here is the button that turns the toy on and off,” she said, holding the toy so that me could see. Her legs were so spread out in front of me that I couldn’t focus. Additionally, you can adjust the vibration’s intensity here.
I was able to only nod. She pressed the button and turned on the toy, smiling seductively at me. It vibrated quietly as it buzzed. Gradually, she slipped one finger under her clothing, shoved it to the side and providing me with a deterred perspective on her clitoris and the folds.
I wanted to bury my face in her because of how pretty and pink she was. However, as I watched her, I remained silent.
As she carried the tip of the toy to her clit, a pant got away from her lips, and she curved her back, tossing her head back.
Um, was it that successful?
As the toy continued to buzz over her, her hips bowed forward, and I had to adjust because my pants suddenly became too tight. As she pressed the toy closer to her clit, she moaned louder and her hips began to roll in pursuit of her pleasure.
Fascinating. Although it was, in fact, a motivator, I’ve never enjoyed watching someone else indulge in their own pleasure.
As soon as her gaze landed on mine, I wet my lips.
She gasped, “You see, it’s very effective.”
I gave her a half smile. That’s clear to me. My wife likes getting her g-spot stimulated. Is there anything you could use?”
After exhaling heavily, the Cuckquean Sex Shopping assistant took the toy from her. I could already see the water accumulating between her legs from where I sat.
She was extremely close. In any case, I didn’t let her completion. Still not.
She stood up after a moment of reflection. I believe I know the best choice. I’ll be back quickly.
She went around the shelves and briefly vanished. Another toy, a small wand with a flattened nub at the end, was in her hand when she returned.
She waved the toy in her hand and said, “This bad boy is perfect for g-spot stimulation.”
“If that’s possible, I would like to see in action,”
She returned her gaze to mine and grinned. Of course!
She got back into her sofa seat, remained in the same position, and she spread her legs wide in front of me. She moved the toy toward her entrance after pushing the hot pink thong aside once more.
Before inserting the toy, she stated, “It also has buttons here at the end that let you control the vibrations.” She can always press it on her clit to warm up before diving in if she is not yet ready for penetration.
She moved the toy back to her neck.
“I see.” was all I had to offer.
She slipped the toy inside, the toy gliding easily because she was already wet, clearly pleased that she had left me speechless. She let out another groan, and a short while later, she was back to rolling her hips and arching her back.
I was getting mad at her gentle, soft whimpers and the way her body moved so freely and eagerly for pleasure. I wanted to put my hand in my pants to free my cock and chase her for my own pleasure.
I just couldn’t. Watching her without touching myself gave me some satisfaction. Still not.
Her breathing became more labored and shallow, and she rolled her head on the couch’s back from side to side. At the point when she nibbled her lip, her muscles straining, I realized she was exceptionally near her climax.
Would it work with both of them simultaneously, too? She was brought back to the present by my question.
Her hands were still as she gave a slow, lazy blink. She licked her lips and afterward said. ” Let’s investigate.
She turned on the first toy by her side on the couch without my further instructions. She brought the toy that was vibrating to her clit and gasped after bringing it to her clit with her eyes locked with mine. Oh, my god!
Her neck and face were flushed, and her hips were rolling once more.
“Is that a good feeling?”
She frantically nodded while biting her lip. In search of pleasure, her movements have become rapid and erratic. I rubbed my chin and smiled to myself.
Then, with a loud moan, she came with her legs shaking and her entire body tensed. When the influx of joy passed, she murmured vigorously, waking up and eliminating the toys away from her delicate tissue.
As I stood up, I said, “I think you convinced me.” I’ll take both of them.
Cuckquean Sex Shop
As a 50-year-old, I had been to a few adult Cuckquean Sex Shop that sold sex toys, pornographic magazines and novels, and other items, but I had no idea what was in Cuckquean Sex Shop for me the previous time I went there.
I made the decision to visit the Cuckquean Sex Shop for a session in the adult video arcade downstairs between 12 and 1 p.m. Since my wife had not had much sex drive in the past few years, I had begun to occasionally slip into this location for “relief.” There were several people working there, including an older man (probably the owner), a younger man (maybe 30), and two women, one of whom was rather short and had a nice round figure and was probably in her mid-20s. The other was probably about the same age, a little taller, and thinner. Because I had become a more frequent visitor over the past few years, they all knew me by name.
The older man always seemed to be a bit of a hustler, always trying to get me to go after the more expensive “toys” in the shop. The men were always friendly enough. Although I can appreciate his desire to earn a living, I always had the impression that he was attempting a con.
When I asked for change for the arcade, the shorter woman (Kay) always gave me a quick wink and smile. She was also always helpful when I asked about various items in the Cuckquean Sex Shop.
If the place wasn’t too busy, Heidi, the taller girl, was usually reading a book (sometimes an adult novel) when I came in. Even though she tended to be dressed in sweatpants, which did not flatter her figure, she was also pleasant to talk to.
To return to my story, Heidi was the only person in the shop when I entered, reading a magazine behind the counter. With a grin on her face, she called out my name and inquired as to whether she could assist me in any way. I left the Cuckquean Sex Shop after saying, “Thanks, just looking,” and I looked around for a while. I ordinarily did this prior to going ground floor just to perceive how occupied the spot was.
I returned to the register after browsing a few racks of adult DVDs for a few minutes and asked Heidi for some change for the machines downstairs. “You’ve got the place to yourself down there…so have fun!” she said as she hopped up and took my $20 and my change. She then returned to her magazine and stool with a wink and a smile.
I grinned back at her as I said, “I’ll try,” and then I went down the stairs.
Downstairs, there were nine booths—two sets of three that were next to each other and had deadbolt doors, a stool, an arcade machine, and walls with holes that were just high enough to stick your cock through if you and the person next door wanted to share time. The booth itself was barely big enough to fit two people.
The third arrangement of three corners were indistinguishable from the other two, however one of these had no chicken opening, for someone needing more security. I had previously used the “glory hole” booths and observed a couple of couples fucking in the next booth; however, this time I chose the solo booth with the intention of watching some porn and having a brief jack-off.
I had recently settled down on the stool, gotten my most two or three bucks in the machine and began stroking to some young lady young lady activity when I heard strides outside my entryway. I just assumed that someone new had entered the Cuckquean Sex Shop since I had come down and didn’t care about it. A soft knock at the door followed.
“Mark, Heidi is it.”
I managed, “Ummm…just a second.” Unless there was a serious issue (harrassment, emergency, etc.), no one from the Cuckquean Sex Shop would ever interrupt someone’s arcade time.
After zipping up my pants once more, I turned around and opened the door.
I’m 6’6″ and Heidi was standing in the dim hallway looking up at me.
“Well, I–um…would you like company?” She inquired.
I was completely surprised. I had never done this before. I had been proposed to a few times in the “glory hole” booths by other men who offered to stroke or suck my cock (which wasn’t really my thing), but I had never seen an employee here other than to enter the Cuckquean Sex Shoproom.
“Umm…what were you thinking of?” I inquired. Who is in charge of the upstairs Cuckquean Sex Shop?”
“I put up a sign on the door that says “Back in 30.” In the dim hallway, I think she was blushing, but it was hard to tell. I simply figured we could have a great time. I also know that you are married, but you’ve also told me why you come into the shop. I will not speak to anyone, I swear.”
After giving it some thought, I finally said, “What the hell! Okay, but I’ve never done anything like this, so I’m not sure how far I’m willing to go.
“That’s fine; I’m neither.”
She followed me into the booth as I slipped back into it. Because my height made it awkward for me to stand straight up, she pushed me to the stool and told me to sit.
She moved to stand between my elongated legs as I sat. She commented on my selection of pornographic material as she looked at the screen, which was still playing the girl-on-girl scene.
I replied, “Well, what can I say?” I enjoy watching naked women, and the action between girls gives me more tits for my money.
She said she understood after she laughed. Then, at that point, she inclined forward and kissed me. As a response, I wrapped my arms around her and drew her closer to me. I dropped my hands to cup her ass through her sweatpants, and I couldn’t believe it. She moaned softly and lightly flicked my lips while inserting her tongue between them.
After a few seconds, we broke the kiss, and I looked at her. She pulled off her sweatshirt to reveal a delicate lace bra that covered her breasts, so she must have read my mind when she met my gaze. Although I don’t usually give breast sizes to women, I would guess that these were between a B and C cup. I once more cupped her ass and pulled her toward me, kissing her tits through the bra, as she dropped the shirt to the ground. She reached down to touch my cock through my pants, giving the impression that she was enjoying it.
In the cramped area, I was able to pull my pants down and let her play with my now-naked cock. She stroked and petted it, going from a light touch to a full-fledged jerking motion. I took her bra off over her head to show her gorgeous tits as she became more involved in her “playing.” They shook enticingly in front of my face as she leant over to stroke me, and I soon found myself sucking on one while playing with the other. She was panting in my ear, indicating that she was clearly enjoying this in the Cuckquean Sex Shop.
I made the decision to go one step further after a few minutes and slipped my fingers into the sweatpants’ waistband. She gave me a quick look and then gave me a quick nod of agreement. Her pants went down with them as I pulled them down. She was now exposed in front of me, her pants encircling her ankles. I gently placed my middle finger in her asshole as I slipped my other hand back around to her groin. After that, I grabbed my other hand and started cuddling her neatly trimmed pussy. I started to finger-fuck her because there was very little pubic hair to stop me from sliding my other middle finger along her moist slit.
When I decided I didn’t care any more, she was still vigorously stroking my hard cock with her finger. She was turned around to face the screen in the Cuckquean Sex Shop, which had returned to preview mode by this point, so I pulled her back toward my lap.
“Is it alright?” While rubbing my cock against her cunt from behind, I whispered into her ear.
“No!” She exhaled.” If you’d like, please include it!
I felt it slide into her warm, wet cunt as I pulled her down onto my cock. She exhaled at the sensation before jumping up and down on my lap and beginning to ride it. I stretched around and got a tit in each hand, kneading them fiercly as she got the highest point of the video console. I finally got up, pushed the stool to the side, and took up position to completely bury my cock in her. Before I told her I was going to cum, we fucked like that for a few minutes.
“Yes!”, She wept. ” Yes! I’m sorry! I’m cumming too, cum in me!
I plowed my cock as far as it would go and let go of my load into her hot pussy as her back arched in orgasm in the Cuckquean Sex Shop. She continued to ride it, sucking every drop out of me.
We both collapsed back onto the stool after finishing in Cuckquean Sex Shop, heavily breathing. While I worked to get my pants back up, she grabbed her clothes and put them on. She gave me a second kiss, thanked me, and then left the room.
When I got back up, the front door was once more open and Heidi had just emerged from the bathroom (presumably to finish cleaning). As a new customer, a pretty redheaded woman, entered the shop, we exchanged winks and smiles. As I took the final few steps up from the arcade level, she also winked at me.
“Have ‘some good times’ down there?” She asked provocatively. Cuckquean Sex Shop
I said, “You have no idea,” and left the room of the Cuckquean Sex Shop.