Mushroom Headed Lover

He was quite a bit older and had much more experience than me. That explained his attentive abilities as he nuzzled my silky-smooth ball sack and licked my taint as I poised my stocking clad legs on either side of his head and over his back. - Anyone standing outside our booth could undoubtedly hear his slurping and my moaning as I continued to buck my hips until I shot my nectar down his throat. He swallowed my jizz hungrily while fingering my hole. -

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I was in Denver for the weekend and visited one of the few adult bookstores on North Washington. They were still showing movie-loops on one set of the booths and videos on the other. So, I made my way t the bathroom and peeled off my pants, revealing my clean white stockings and virgin-white garter belt. I carried a pair of white satin wedding pumps under my jacket, and a white bobbed-hair wig to compete the ensemble as a naughty bride or nurse.

When I walked into the hall to the video booths, I caught the eye of the only man in the place, and he quickly occupied the booth next to me and began asking me to slip my cock through the hole in the wall. Instead of doing that, I teased him mercilessly; swaying my hips and my ass in front of the hole, beckoning him to stick his own dick through. When he did, I pounced on his large mushroom head, wrapping my wet lips around it and sucking him hard. After a few minutes he pulled back and asked if he could come into my booth.

I opened the door for him. Once he entered, he dropped to his knees. I sat on the only chair and put my white stockinged legs on his shoulders... "Get to work, daddy..." I said to him. My nub jumped to life when he started sucking me off. He was an expert cocksucker. It wasn't long before he had me quivering and bucking my hips into his face as I pushed my pathetically small male appendage into his mouth. I was buzzing and so horny.

Anyone standing outside our booth could undoubtedly hear his slurping and my moaning as I continued to buck my hips until I shot my nectar down his throat. He swallowed my jizz hungrily while fingering my hole.

"Put it in!" I moaned. "Finger-fuck me, daddy." He didn't need much encouragement. As eyes peered through the hole from the booth beside us, he licked his fingers and then pushed it into my rosebud.

The booth was small so stretching my legs straight was a little difficult, but I managed to spread them wide as he propped my ass up with his hands and continued to lick my nether regions.

"Mmmmm." he moaned as he continued to finger-fuck me and lick my balls.

"Yeah baby." I beckoned. "Get me good and wet so you can fuck me!" I whispered to him. He moaned louder and tongued my bunghole.

By the time my ass was soaked and well lubed, he sat me back down in the chair. That was my cue to turn around and present my ass to him for a proper fucking.

I bent over and braced myself with my arms outstretched against the wall. He lined up his cock like a pool cue, and I pushed back until I could feel him push the head deep inside of me, up to the hilt. I let out a low guttural, animalistic moan of pleasure mixed with pain. "Ohhhwwwwwnnnn. Mother fuck me." Mushroom heads are my favorite.

His thick mushroom head rubbed against my prostate and sent me into a frenzy in such a way that my legs started to quiver. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me into him like a fuck-doll so I wouldn't fall over.

He began to fuck me like a dog humping his bitch. "Fuck me, daddy! Fuck my ass and fill me full of your hot, steamy cum." I moaned again. It's no lie; a mushroom-headed cock in one's ass is like a battering ram of pleasure punching your guts.

Prying eyes still peered through the hole in the wall as we gave them a good show. Once they shot their load, they left and another set of eyes took their place. By now, I was curious as to how many people were in the hall listening to me get my ass fucked. I only hoped we wouldn't be tossed out. Or worse - busted!

Several minutes of huffing and puffing gave way to that familiar manly grunt and moan as my stud released a gusher of semen into my guts. With every thrust, he pushed deeper to make sure he inseminated my 'make-believe womb'.

After he pulled his lance out of my ass, I turned my well-fucked hole to the gloryhole in the wall so others could see the sperm drip from my swollen rosebud. Two fingers reached in a scooped out a finger full of cum. I licked my lover's tool clean and massaged his balls before he regained his composure. Once dressed, he reached for my hand, kissed it, opened the door and then left. A few heads peered in at me. I must have been a sight sitting there in my stockings and heels, my wig mussed about; I'm sure I looked like a rag doll sitting there. I was going to need time to recover a bit from this episode.

For the next 15 minutes, I balanced myself on the chair while I pushed my bunghole against the gloryhole and let strangers finger my sopping sperm-filled ass. I managed to jerk out a load once again before getting dressed. I left my stockings on the chair as a souvenir for the next booth user. It was my way of saying "Thanks guys! I had fun!"