This is a continuation of "The Need" a work of fiction that is simply that ... fiction ... that is, IT HASN'T HAPPENED. Yet.
If description of sexual activities offend you, what are you doing here any way? If so, please stop. Change to a different web site or shut your computer down, put it back in the box and return it to the dealer from whom you purchased it.
If you like descriptions of good sex between men and men and men and women and men, then please, read on.
The next Thursday night we were driving to a little club on the east side of town to hear a jazz trio that featured a former co-worker of mine on piano. On the way, we passed our city's largest and fanciest adult book store/peep show palace. I looked at all the cars in the parking lot.
"Ever been there?" Bridget asked.
"Yeah once or twice," I said nonchalantly.
"What did you go there for?" she asked, " A blow job?"
"Well," I began, but she cut me off.
"Aren't my blow jobs good enough for you?"
"Actually, Bridget, I went there once when I wanted to suck some cock anonymously." I blurted out.
" You guys! She exclaimed, " You do the strangest things. Well in the future, if you get the urge, you take me with you and I'll select which cocks you do or don't suck. If it looks nice enough, I might even join you. I want to see what's the big thrill of sucking some stranger's cock"
That night after we had enjoyed one full set of my friend's band, on the way home, Bridget suggested we stop at the adult book store, "just to look it over."
She saw the video/DVD section, and ooh'ed and aah'ed at some of the covers on the cases. We walked back into the peep show section. I showed her one of the open booths wit ha "glory hole. It was educational for her. Little did I know that is would also be inspirational.
By Saturday night both Bridget and I were horny and interested in something a little different. She had declared Dave off limits for us, but she did suggest a visit to the high class adult book store. So we both dressed for the occasion, me in a designer set of gym pants, no underwear, and a skin tight t-shirt, Bridget in a little short skirt and a skin tight top, no bra. Neither of us bothered to put on underwear.
Off we went in my Boxster ... when we got there, we parked around back and casually strolled to the brightly lit front of the place. As we walked in, I was happy to see that nearly all the men looking at video/DVD titles on the shelf, magazines and all the paraphernalia one finds on the shelves of an adult book/toy store stopped and looked at us. No matter where it is, couples rarely show up at an adult book store. And that was only one of the reasons we attracted so much attention, another reason was that Bridget looked extremely HOT with her perky B-cup tits cupped and shown off so well by the tight top she was wearing, and for the obviously gay men in the crowd, I was, well I guess you could say I looked pretty good with the skin tight t-shirt hugging my well defined six pack abs, and my pelvic package well displayed by the pants I was wearing. Whatever, we looked good. Individually and as a couple.
Bridget pulled me over to her side and steered us to the special section they had on enema toys and accessories. When she started asking me what certain items were, I had to admit I had no clue. There was a thing called a "Bardex" that was a mystery until we looked at the illustrations on the packaging. She was especially fascinated by the eight inch stainless steel penis that was also a enema nozzle. "We might need to buy one of those before we leave," she said, "For me, not you." After a teasing pause, she added, " Well maybe we'll share it."
I bought $20 worth of tokens and we headed for the "peep show" area.
The booths were really quite nice. They had lockable standard sized doors, tile floors and one small metal folding chair plus a built in bench facing the video screen. Each booth seemed to have a buddy hole, too. Bridget picked out one on the end near the entry door and we went in, locking the door behind us. Once inside, she put her hand bag on the bench and began to undress. I disrobed also and soon we were standing there naked in our shoes, and nothing else.
We looked down at the glory hole and there was the head of a dick tentatively waving around just within view, but not invading our space. Bridget reached down and lightly touched it with her fingertips. The dick surged into our side of the wall between the booths. It was fat! About 7 or 8 inches, cut ,with a big flaring head.
Bridget took it in her hand and waved it at me, giving me questioning look with raised eyebrows. "Do you want some of this?" she whispered.
I nodded yes the, I pulled the chair nearer the glory hole and sat down, putting my mouth right at the level of this big, anonymous dick. I licked the head and then placed my lips over it. Suddenly Bridget took hold of the part of the dick that wasn't covered by my mouth, and with her other hand, shoved my head down on it, forcing about four inches of it into my mouth. She gripped my hair and pulled my head up, then shoved my head further down on the shaft. Using my hair as a handle, and steadying the dick with the other hand, she established a rhythm, while I concentrated on tonguing the dick on the underside of the head. I put my hand to the dick and could feel the cum string enlarging. The guy was going to get off in my mouth with my wife assisting me.
Bridget must have felt it, too, because she suddenly stopped and pulled my head off the dick. Then she leaned down and tongued the head, washing every square inch of it with a very aggressive tongue lashing, The string on the bottom of the dick was getting bigger. And then the dick was gone. He had pulled it back through the hole. In its place was a finger rubbing back and forth on the bottom of the hole.
"What's that about?" she whispered to me?
"He wants you to put your dick through the hole," I explained.
"Well he's in for a surprise," she said as she pushed the lips of her shaved pussy up to the hole, leaned back on me and put my hands on her nipples.
From the other side, we heard a muffled, "What the ...?
"Oooh!" she cooed, "he's got a tongue as nice as his dick!"
She wiggled her hips a little, rubbing her butt up against my erect dick and shimmed under the attention of my fingers gently twisting her nipples. The more this went on, the faster and deeper her breaths were.
Meanwhile, I was sliding my dick up and down her butt crack, occasionally letting the head flirt with sliding into her puckered little anus. My precum was sufficient that I was almost able to slide the whole head in. Bridget was trembling from an orgasm that was seizing her whole body.
Rocking back and forth, she was riding the man's tongue, or at least, I assumed it was his tongue, and doing all she could not to make too much noise. As she reached the height of her orgasm, she slumped into my arms, gasping, and moving her pussy out of the range of his tongue.
"That ..." she gasped, "that was nothing like anything I have ever done or felt before!, Then she turned and kissed me and said, "Honey, why don't you finish him off to repay the favor he just did me?"
"But he did you, not me," I said.
The look on her face told me all I needed to know, so I sat down in the chair, pushed my finger through the hole and was immediately rewarded by that nice fat dick coming back through the hole. I slid it gently into my mouth, thoroughly washed the head with my tongue and setup a high suction rhythm bobbing up and down, taking almost the whole length of his shaft into my mouth.
As I was sucking, Bridget had her lips lightly touching my ear, whispering encouragement.
"Ooh! That is so hot!" she whispered, "You're taking the whole thing! That's right, honey, suck that cock! "
"Are you tonguing the head?"
I nodded my head "yes", and kept on going up and down his shaft with my lips while my tongue was all over the head of his dick. It wasn't long before his dick was swelling up even larger. I knew he was about to shoot, so I put my hand under Bridget's chin and lifted her face near the head of his dick and let him shoot his first wad right onto her face. Then I put it back into my mouth, but Bridget jerked my head by my hair off his dick and hand jobbed him as he shot three more globs of cum on her hand and the floor. I pulled her face to me and licked the cum off her.
I sat there and licked the head of his dick . the dick disappeared and, after a few moments, the guy's mouth appeared and he asked, "Are you two married or what?"
"Married," I said.
"Wow! That is hot!" he said.
A moment later, we heard the door open, saw light through the hole and then the booth went dark as he closed the door.
"I hope the next one is as good as him," Bridget said. I looked down at my throbbing dick and said, "Yeah, but I hope it is me that gets off next time."
"In time, you will. I have a delightful surprise in store for you," she said teasingly.
Just as she said that, the door to the other booth opened and a man entered and sat down heavily on the bench on his side. He dropped some tokens, clicked through several channels before selecting one. A moment or two later, Bridget put her eye to the hole trying to see what the man looked like. Instead of a glimpse of the guy, she was nearly stabbed in the eye by a huge black cock. It came all the way through the hole as if pursuing her.
Bridget leaned forward and sniffed the dick, then carefully inspected it in the dim light from the movie playing on our screen. She nodded to me and raised an eyebrow. "Ever done a black one?" she asked.
I nodded no.
"Me either, she said, "Then with a bright look on her face, she gleefully said, "Let's do it!" Before I could answer, she had wrapped her fingers almost all around the girth of the fat shaft, spat in the palm of her other hand and rubbed the head of the dick with fast strokes. Then she bent down and took the head of the dick into her mouth and wiggled her head from side to side, no doubt giving him some good tongue action as well.
We heard a satisfied groan from the other side of the wall.
She pulled her head back, put her hand behind my head and pulled me to it. I took the head into my mouth and tried to make it feel welcome with my own tongue, then just to show off, I slowly pushed forward to get more of it into my mouth, then relaxed my throat enough to surround almost the whole length of it with my warm, wet mouth and throat. My nose was about an inch from his trimmed pubic hairs. As I did so, I heard Bridget gasp and ask, "How can you do that?"
I pulled back until the head was almost out of my mouth and plunged down again, this time ramming my nose into his pubes. But it gagged me, so I put my hand over the bottom three inches and began long slow strokes, as close to deep throating him as I could. There was just too much of him.
Bridget's hands were on my back, caressing, stroking teasingly touching, then she moved her hands to my hips and lifted until I got the idea and rose off the chair.
Once I was bent over at the waist with this huge black dick in my mouth, I felt her lubed fingers probing for my ass hole, and finding it, slip inside. First one, then two and then three fingers glided in and out thanks to the warming lotion.
I felt unsatisfyingly empty when she pulled her fingers out. But I understood her plan when she turned me around and guided the huge dick into my ass. She pushed me back onto it and before I knew it, the whole thing was up my ass. The guy was bigger, much bigger than Dave, and longer, too. It felt wonderful once I got used to it. As Bridget held me pinned to the hole, the guy rammed me repeatedly. Bridget had a hand on his dick every now and then. Then she pulled me off his dick, saying, "He's about to come!"
She got him off with her lubed hand, long rapid stroke were apparently just what he liked. His first shot of cum went all the way across the booth and landed on the bench. It was the fourth glob before one just ran down Bridget's fingers.
By now, my balls were beginning to ache for relief. I had sucked two dicks, been royally fucked by one, watched my wife get eaten, and suck the same black dick, I had sucked. I need to cum. I told Bridget as much.
She nodded and said. "Yeah, you're right, she said, "The next one is for you."
The next one was white, about eight inches long and not nearly as big around as the two previous. Bridget gave it a couple of quick slurps, and drew back. Sure enough, a finger appeared in the hole, looking for a dick. She pushed me forward and I stuck my dick through the hole. The warm, wet mouth that descended on the whole length of my dick was so thrilling I shuddered. Then an incredibly gifted and educated tongue wrapped around the head of my dick.
"Good?" Bridget asked.
"Incredibly good," I replied.
Bridget lubed my asshole and rammed a big dildo up my ass and began to fuck me long and slow with it while the mouth on the other side was sending shivers up and down my dick. The dildo in my backside was setting off pleasure explosions of a whole different kind as it brushed my prostate on every stroke..
Bridget increased the speed of the fucking with the dildo and the guy bobbed faster and faster on my dick .I could feel the cum building up and getting ready to leap out of the tube and his mouth. I lunged into his mouth as the first spurt jumped out of my dick, then pulled back to get the maximum effect of his tongue on the head of my dick. I knew this gave him the best taste of my cum., as well. As I did, Bridget shoved the dildo into me all the way and held it for a moment, wiggling it from side to side for maximum stimulation of the walls of my rectum. She pulled it out as fast as she had shoved it in ... the sensation was great.
As I stepped back from the hole, the guy's dick followed mine and there it was, the whole length searching for some attention. Bridget sat down in the chair and began to suck the guy off. It wasn't ten strokes before she has jacking him with one hand and catching his cum in the other. When he pulled his dick back through the hole, she stood up and slapped her handful of cum on my mouth and said, "Eat it, it will make you horny."
I did as she suggested. The guy must have been a garlic eater.
Bridget sidled up to me, rubbed her tits on my ribs and bending over, picked my dick up and put the head in her mouth. Then she swirled her tongue around the head of my dick giving me the twitching shivers. I was almost too sensitive for that kind of stimulation but I was able to stand it. And, as she continued enticing my dick with her talents ... I was surprised find that my over teased, worn out dick was responding and stiffening with each swirl of her educated tongue over the head of my dick.
Wow! What a comeback!
While she was doing this amazing miracle with my dick, a really fat, wide dick; not too long, but HUGE! In the width department had appeared in the glory hole. Even though Bridget was performing magic on my worn out dick ... I tapped her on the shoulder and pointed to the big fat dick sticking through the hole.
She looked up at me and said, quietly , "Do you want that?"
It was tempting, a long fat cut dick with a flaring head.
"No," I answered, you can have it while I fuck you."
Without hesitation, she moved into position and began trying to get her mouth around the fat, wide dick. She was bent over at the waist as she struggled with the size of it. I spread my legs to get my dick lined up with her wet pussy. I poked with my dick and pushed just the head into the wet lips of her pussy. After a few short strokes, I slowly slid my entire dick into her coating it with her slick warm juices. As I was doing this she was twisting her head back and forth on a small portion of the fat cock. Once my dick was thoroughly wet from her juices, I rammed it deep into her ass. The thrust surprised her and I could hear a sharp intake of breath through her nose, but she never missed a stroke on the guys massive meat.
The rhythm I set up as I pounded her ass became the rhythm that she used on the lucky guy. Over and over Bridget would shiver, twitch her ass on my dick, and twist her head on the fat cock. I knew she was coming over and over, and happy for her.
My strokes were pushing the cock farther and farther into her mouth. Finally she pulled off as she gagged from the having so much dick in her little lady like mouth. It was probably a good thing she did, the guy began to spew strings of cum, coating her face, and dripping to the floor.
The sight of the guy's cum on Bridget's nose and cheeks put me over the edge and I came deep in her ass. She turned from the glory hole as the guy pulled his dick back the other side, looked at me and said, "I've never cum that hard and often ever in my life! Let's get cleaned up, get dressed and get out of here."
I bent down and kissed her, then licked the stranger's cum from her nose and cheeks, shared some of it with her in another kiss. "Umm!", she said, " that's mighty tasty stuff."
We slowly put our clothes back on, refusing to notice the finger probing around the hole in the wall. We were fucked and sucked out.
"Now I understand the attraction of sucking some strange cock anonymously," she said smiling that wicked little smile she does when she is satisfied.
As we strolled out, Bridget stopped and bought the stainless steel dildo she had admired. I picked up a couple of smallish butt plugs.
As we got to the car, she asked, "What were those for?"
"I thought it might be fun to wear them when we go out some time, sort of a little secret fun." I answered.
"What a concept!" she squealed, "Sort of like getting secretly fucked while you are sitting there eating dry canapŽs at a party!"
On the way home, we passed one of our favorite seafood restaurants. "What do you say let's stop and get a lobster?" she asked.
"Sounds good to me, "I answered. "I've already had a clam tonight."
She smacked me on the shoulder in a mock disapproving way.
I walked around to her side and opened the door for her. She got out holding the paper sack containing the butt plugs. "Let's put these on and wear them while we eat our lobster." Opening her handbag, she took out the bottle of lube she had used on me in the booth back at the book store. Right there in the well lighted parking lot, she took the butt plugs our of their blister back, lubed one up and handed it to me in the paper sack. She put the lube and the other butt plug in her hand bag.
We walked in, were shown to a table and then each headed for our respective rest rooms. I entered the men's room, went into the stall, locked the door and dropped my pants. I carefully inserted the plug in my well-used ass, pulled them up and went back to our table. The plug felt incredible in my ass as I sat there in a room full of people and had my prostate massaged.
Bridget came out of the ladies' room with a big smile on her face. She walked with a little extra swagger in her step.
"Wow!" she gushed, "this is an incredible turn on. I wish I had one for my cunt, too.
We were on our second glass of wine when the lobsters came out. We ate, wiggled on our new toys, fed each other little tid-bits of lobster claw and generally had a great time, eating and butt fucking ourselves at the same time.
At one point, Bridget reached under the table and felt my hard cock. I responded with a little swipe up her slit and then put the finger in my mouth, savoring the taste of her juices mixed with the lobster and butter.
And then Bridget saw them, a well dressed couple at a nearby table. They appeared to be a little older than us, but were very attractive people nonetheless.
As they were leaving, they stopped at our table and said in a low but clearly audible voice, "we've been watching you two. It looks like you're going to go home and fuck like minks. Am I right?
" Right," Bridget said, "Or at least I think I'm right. Do minks do it doggie style?"
" I think so, I could look it up on your internet connection and give you some hints as you go along. I could do that while we watch you," he said with a sly grin.
Bridget looked at me, arched one eyebrow asking the question without saying a word. I shrugged, and she turned to the woman and said, "Why not? Let us finish up here and we can go to your place or ours.
That was the beginning of an interesting relationship, but that is another story.