Taken in the Tanning Booth

Here is my first submission. I certainly cant get better without feedback so let me have it. The good and the bad. Some aspects of this story are true, but all persons mentioned are of legal age and consenting adults.

Yesterday, while literally helpless I was fucked in a tanning booth by a gym employee Although it may sound crazy, I'll do my best to explain it.

My name James. For over 50 years I have been spinning around on this blue ball. I'm six feet tall, 200 lbs and physically fit. Sexually things are going quite well with my wife. I've always had a love for leather boots and on occasion she and I will both wear a pair of black thigh high's during sex. For me, wearing boots or heels also tends to unlock the slut inside of me. Years ago, I used to dabble with a local bdsm group.

I once had a Mistress for almost a year and I have cross-dressed for a couple women once or twice. Overall, I'd say my experiences have made me fairly well rounded?

Several years ago, a lady I was trying to fuck suggested I shave my balls. The first time itched, but decades later shaving is just part of my daily routine in the shower.

As of late there are a couple of things going on in my head that I feel need to be explored. The first is that I am extremely bi-curious. I've never sucked a cock, but as I grow older so does the desire in me to put one in my mouth and feel what its like. In addition to that I also have a deep desire to feel a cock penetrate my ass. I've been pegged a couple of times by my wife, but I want to feel the real thing.   The second is that I have become somewhat of an exhibitionist as of late. Recently I've spent a fair amount of time in the Literotica chat more than willing to share some of my naughty pics.

The pics I am currently sharing are of me dressed in thigh boots as well as heels wearing thongs of various materials and colors. While a number of these pics have been taken in my bedroom, I have also taken a few of them in the stand-up and lay-down tanning booths at the local gym. One of my favorite thongs is red and it is made of imitation leather. It looks very sexy on my tanned skin and when I put it on my cock literally comes to life. I love the feeling of how it feels between my ass cheeks too. As I do squats at the gym it just rides up and settles at the outer door of my anus to let me know it's there.  

After a long workout a couple of weeks ago I desperately needed a shower. I placed my things in one of the small lockers and thought to myself "Shit, I forgot my lock." I thought "Oh well, shouldn't be a problem as I'll just be a minute. After a brief shower I dried off, put my towel on and headed for my locker. As I came around the corner I noticed my locker was open and my red thong was lying on the floor. I was so embarrassed. One of the gyms employees is named Brian. He is about 25ish, stands at about 6'1 and is extremely fit. Brian bent over to pick up my thong and as he rose up he put them up against his nose for just a moment. As he turned and saw me he said that he noticed my locker was open and suggested I bring a lock next time. He stood there with an outstretched hand and said "I believe these are yours. "Red faced I'm sure, all I could do was utter a quick "Thankyou." 

Last week after my gym session I was going out to the car and I saw Brian at the desk. He advised me that there was an issue with the method of payment for my membership. I asked him how much I needed to pay and he replied, "Twenty-six Dollars." My intent was to pay with another debit card. As I fumbled around in my gym bag one of the black leather pumps I had been taking my naughty pics in fell out and onto the floor. I thought to myself "Dear God, please let me crawl under a rock." Brian, without hesitation bent over, picked up the shoe and handed it back to me. Again all I could do was utter a quick "Thank you." I took care of my account and left the gym.  

On the way home I began to unpack just how Brian had handed the shoe back to me. When my shoe fell to the floor Brian picked it up immediately with his right hand, but he then grabbed the other end of the shoe with his lefthand before handing it to me. What was it? Did Brian have a shoe fetish? Was it the fact that they were leather? Was that it, or was I imagining things? Regardless of the situation my cock started to get hard thinking about it.

Even with those embarrassing situations the past two weeks I was feeling naughty and wanted to take a few more pics in the tanning bed. Yesterday I loaded up my gym bag with a couple of thongs and selected the pumps rather than the boots. They are size 12, genuine black leather with a kitten heel and butter soft. They are easy to move in, still accentuate my calves and literally fit like a glove.  They are truly a set of fuck me pumps in every sense of the word.

The gym I attend is pretty cool. In addition to all the weights and cardio machines they have a number of massage chairs and several tanning beds, both lay-down and stand-up.  When I walked in Brian was at the desk. He greeted me with a bit of a grin and told me stand-up booth number 2 was ready.  The rooms that the tanning booths are in are quite nice. They have a couple of chairs in them as well as cleaning supplies to get the booths ready for the next customer.  They are dimly lit and decorated nicely.

After locking the door I took my clothes off and began oiling myself up with a bronzer. I rubbed it all over my body and paid special attention to my cock and shaved balls. From the tip to the base it's only about 4 and a half inches.  I then stepped into my leather pumps and my cock truly came alive.  

Ready to go I stepped into the booth with my cell phone. Once the lights came on I took a couple of photos which contained my cock as well as my tanned legs and heels.  With the pics taken I put on a pair of tanning goggles and secured the thin strap around the back of my head. The goggles I have don't allow me to see so once they are on my head I'm blind until I take them off. I then reached up and placed my hands through the two leather straps at the top of the tanning booth and let my arms hang. I felt like a total slut as I stood there naked and oiled in my black leather pumps. My hands were secured above me and I began to thrust my hips forward and back as though I was fucking. My cock was slapping up against my stomach and I began to drift off into a modified trance for the rest of the tanning session.  As I stood there in heels, oiled up with my cock fully erect I began to feel the straps at the top of the tanning salon tighten. They didn't cut off my circulation, but they were now tight enough to keep me from releasing my hands and lowering my arms.

Standing there helpless and vulnerable I heard the door of the tanning salon open. I was frightened to say the least and struggled unsuccessfully to release my hands from the straps. As quickly as I heard the door open, I heard it close. While I couldn't see I could feel someone behind me.  Their lefthand came up around my throat and their right hand then went to my cock and began to stroke it. I also felt something poking me from behind between my ass cheeks and knew exactly what that was.  I then heard Brian's voice as he said, "So you really are a little slut aren't you?

"Not hearing him well I asked, "What did you say?

"He stopped stroking my cock, removed his hand and then smacked the underside of my cock causing it to slap up against my stomach.  

"Ouch" I said!

He then repeated "So you are a little slut aren't you? "If you're a male standing in a tanning booth with a pair of women's high heels and an erect cock you can only answer in the affirmative. I turned my head to the side and said "Yes, I'm a slut."  With his lefthand on my throat his right hand returned to my cock and he began stroking it again. He said "Lets go slut, we don't have much time." 

With my arms still restrained he instructed me to spread my legs. I did and immediately felt something wet between my ass cheeks.  I then felt the head of his cock sliding up and down between my ass cheeks. He pushed in beyond my balloon knot and I immediately came up on my heels slightly and gasped. A little pain in the beginning, but then came immediate pleasure.

I have always fancied anal play and stimulation. I'm not one particularly for the mess so I usually will take an enema or two to clean things out. For those that do not know the pleasure of anal and prostate stimulation I suggest you educate yourself. Some of you may be surprised to know that you can cum from prostate stimulation alone without ever having touched your cock. Trust me when I say it's not just an exit.  As I was unable to see I couldn't tell how large Brian's cock was. All I knew was that it was filling me up and as reluctant as I was to admit it, I loved it!

Brian brought his hand down from my throat and placed it just below my belly button. With every thrust he pulled me back into him trying to get every last bit of his cock inside me. When he thrust in I felt so full and when he withdrew I felt so empty. He repeated this over and all the while sending waves of electricity down to by balls.

As he continued to fuck me and stroke my cock I uttered "I'm, I mean, I'mmma cum.

"He asked "What was that?" I said again "I'm going to cum. With that Brian began to thrust into me even harder. He then took his right hand and rotated it around to the front of my cock and just began stroking the tip.

Moaning like a bitch in heat I began to cum in Brian's hand which he had shaped into a small cup to capture my load. No sooner had my eruptions subsided Brian brought his right hand up and pressed it against my mouth saying "Now eat it slut."

No stranger to the taste of my cum I began to lick his hand in earnest. I was glad to be restrained at that point. With Brian's thrusts and the taste of that sweet salty mix I began to feel lightheaded.

He then forced his fingers into my mouth so that I could lick them clean. So eager was I to lick every drop off of them.   Placing both hands on my hips he said "I'm going to fuckin cummm.

"With that he gave me three hard thrusts that lifted my heels off the ground each time. When his attack on me stopped and he withdrew his cock from my ass I knew he had deposited his entire load within me.  Whatever was left on his right hand, whether it be my cum, saliva, or a mixture of the two he wiped it on my chest and whispered in my ear "Now clean this fucking place up bitch!"

I then heard the door to the tanning booth open and then close. Then the straps holding my hands loosened allowing me to release my hands and lower my arms. As I tried to contemplate what the fuck just happened to me the tanning booth turned off. It then began a three-minute cool down period where it would be ready for the next customer. I cleaned the floor of the tanning booth, but in reality any cum that existed was either in my belly or got rubbed into my face and chest.

With my legs literally shaking I sat down to put my clothes back on. I began to wonder if I had just been raped. It only lasted a few minutes, but I couldn't help feel like I had been split in two and violated. On second thought it was the most fucking intense sexual experience I've ever had. The only thing missing was me not getting to suck a cock. Maybe next time? Having gathered my things I began to walk out of the gym to the car. I saw Brian at the desk with a grin on face when he said "Enjoy the rest of your day." I grinned and replied "I'll be back."