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The Booth

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The Booth by BI stumbled across your page yesterday on a routine web surf and had much pleasure discovering the joy with which your public wrote about masturbation. So much that I'm determined to become a member of your group, and to do it with a story. I hope this actual experience earns me the privilege.Although married, I've been a lifelong masturbator often preferring that alternative to regular sex with my wife. Such was not the case as a single man when the delicious possibility of a new body was all the motivation I needed. But marriage's sexual predictability has now turned me back to self help as a major source of sexual pleasure.In thinking about my mastabatory trips the most excitingly recurring theme is one of female innocence in the face of personal lust.One odd example occurred when I was consulting to a company in New Jersey for several months and discovered on my return drive a white building with a severe "sex store" sign near one of the ramps to the highway. After several passes I went in, satisfied that I was far enough away from home not to be recognized by anyone.First I gravitated to the peek booth; a large affair in which cubbies encircled a stage on which a naked girl was showing off her privates. You paid a quarter for about one minute of "peeking". I opened my zipper while an only moderately attractive girl lay on a couch and moved her position from time to time so that each voyeur could see her pussy. But her mood was so full of attitude that despite my fervid grasps at wanking I couldn't get hard and eventually zipped up and left the booth. On the other side of the building were several windowed booths with ladies inside. I spotted a particularly attractive 30 year old brunette in purple bra and panties. She saw me at the same time and beckoned me over to her window. There, she implored me to step into her booth and promised me the time of my life. Up close she was quite beautiful, only modestly made up and her come-on certainly inviting and not lewd. Her bra covered breasts were lovely. I steeled my nerve and entered her booth. It was a large room and she was behind a pane of glass near a microphone, invitingly facing me. I gave her the $5 the sign demanded.She took off her bra immediately and began touching her breasts and nipples, all the while maintaining eye contact and smiling. At first I didn't know what the rules in the booth were but she quickly asked it I didn't want to make myself "comfortable". Something in her tone persuaded me that my next move, to drop my pants, pull my underwear down and begin to stroke my dick, would be ok with her. Sure enough she smiled when I touched my cock and pointed to a roll of toilet paper under the window having me understand that before I was done I could make myself very happy here.Then, without a word she slowly peeled her panties off, sat in her chair spread her legs, opened her pussy lips and slowly began to masturbate herself. I sat down not two feet from her (separated by the glass of course) and slowly stroked myself until I was up and hard and in that delicious stage of masturbation where one is not yet near to coming but one is totally involved with getting off. She whispered about what a beautiful cock I had and how she wished she could have it in her mouth. She simulated sucking me off and saliva covered her tongue. She seemed genuinely taken with the moment and I lost all feeling of being suckered by a working girl. She became my girlfriend. She opened her pussy wider and her fingers flew over her mound while her head fell back in ecstasy. My cock grew even harder. I rubbed it against my stomach beneath my shirt and its smoothness took me to delirious places. Her pussy was definitely wet. I was in heaven with one of my most titillating fantasies suddenly come to life.Then she asked if I wanted a more private session in the back room. I told her I was desperate for a blow job at that point and asked the cost. She said $25 but said that two of her friends would take me there, not her. Before I could react she had pressed a button beneath the counter.Things continued for a few minutes further between us. She put her feet on the counter so I could get even a closer look at her pinkness. I leaned my head against the window as far as possible. Her wet and lathered pussy was only inches away from my mouth. My tongue hung out, my hard on was complete, and stood straight up as I jerked off more rapidly.Then there was a soft knock on the door and before I knew it, two girls - really cute teenagers, young enough to be my daughters- came into the room. They were both dressed in see- through bra and panties and dark nylon stockings. They came over to my chair and asked if I wanted a private session. I was in such a state of excitement I didn't quite know what to do. Instinctively I stood up, my hard- on at full tilt and quivering in front of them. I stammered that I could use a bj if that was ok. The youngest of them said I had such a nice cock but that they weren't allowed to give bjs, just to give the same kind of show my 30 year old was already giving me but in private. The girls were so innocent and in no way acted as if the situation was bizarre. So as to persuade me the youngest of them pushed the vee of her panties aside and began to pet her pussy. I'll always remember her light brown pubic hair and her small hand fingering her mound. Meanwhile however, my beautiful and older friend behind the glass had somehow turned around and leaning on her chair presented her gorgeous ass to me with her pussy lips clearly beckoning to my excruciatingly hard cock.That was it. I reached for my cock, took one or two strokes and shot a stream of cum onto the glass window. It was one of the most ecstatic orgasms, and one of the most memorable, I ever had. The two girls just sort of smiled wistfully as I groaned and slowly left. My original partner, on the other hand, bent down on the other side of the window, and as my cum dripped down the pane, licked the glass on the other side several times to simulate her swallowing.Needless to say I returned to that building on several other occasions but on none of them was my beautiful brunette in attendance.