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Strokin' with Seaweed

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Strokin' with Seaweed by Drew (drew_m_9@yahoo.com)I'm a middle aged married man. I've been masturbating since I was a young boy when I first discovered it in the shower. I'm particularly fascinated by female masturbation. I love to talk about it and watch it whenever I can. I frequently fantasize about watching a woman masturbate when I'm pleasing myself. This is my favorite female masturbation story.Near where I work is an arcade or club with three erotic offerings. Besides the standard quarter video booths, there are ten quarter booths that look onto a stage where from two to six nude women perform. Also, there's a booth for private shows. The woman in the private shows sits in a small room furnished with pillows. This has a public window that opens on the hallway in the arcade so you can see the woman clothed in lingerie when she's not working a private show. When you enter the door next to this window, the performer draws the curtain on the public window and opens the shade on the private window. There's a two-way speaker / microphone set up that the woman controls so you can have a conversation with her.Over the years I had visited the club from time to time. Occasionally, I'd sprung the extra few bucks for a private show. While I usually enjoyed them, they were never particularly memorable and usually left me wishing for something more. One day I was feeling a bit randy and since I didn't have much scheduled for the afternoon I decided to take a late lunch and visit the club. About 1:30 I left my office and took the bus the 6 blocks up the hill to the club. I stopped in the adult book store next door to purchase a couple of condoms. I prefer to use condoms in the arcade partly because I like the feel of the lubrication and also because it's not so messy.I entered the front of the club where there's a guy behind a desk to make change and check id. I got some change and as I entered the arcade I stopped at the board with pictures and names of all the women who work there and a special board with pictures names and schedules for women working the private booth. Most of the women have obviously made up names like Honeysuckle or Sweet Annie. I noticed the woman scheduled next in the private booth, in about ten minutes, had the ridiculous name Seaweed. I first went to the booths that opened on the live stage. I dropped a few quarters. There were three women performing. I watched for a few minutes but I wasn't particularly aroused. Next I visited a video booth. I can always find something that gets me hard among the 40 different videos available. After a few minutes I found a video I liked and got a good hard on. I decided to check out the private show.Seaweed was in the booth sitting cross-legged on a pillow looking down reading a book. It was pretty hard to get any sense of her except that she had dark blonde hair. I decided to go into the private booth and check her out. I entered and locked the door behind me. I could hear her close the public curtain before she opened the private curtain. When the curtain opened she was standing a couple of feet back from the window and slightly above me because her side of the window is a raised platform. I was taken back by how good-looking she was. Tall, slender with shoulder length hair. Even before I could put any money in the timer machine she clicked the microphone switch and in a detached, matter-of-fact voice said "Hi, how are you?" She didn't have the hard edge that some of the women in the club have. Without even thinking I stammered " You're very good looking. Why aren't you working at one of the high priced strip clubs?"She sort of laughed and said that she'd tried out but that she didn't dance very well and never got hired. Then she asked what I was interested in seeing. I'd thought about this on the way to the club and decided to be more explicit in my request. I said, "I'd like to see you masturbate the way you do when you're doing it just to please yourself. And I'd really like it if you would have an orgasm for me."She said I was in luck because she'd just started her shift and she was pretty horny. She asked me to deposit $20 more in addition the $5 I'd already deposited in the machine. This was a very reasonable request in comparison to what other women ask for, so I deposited the money as she began to take off what little clothing she was wearing. The first critical moment for me came when she took off her panties. I'm a strong advocate of MASS (Men Against Shave Snatches). So, I was pleasantly relieved to see a nice furry pussy covered by the same color blonde hair as her head. It looked as if she'd probably trimmed a little bit but she hadn't shaved at all. She had a lovely thick bush that extended between her legs. When she took off her top, I realized that she had the kind of breasts that I prefer; somewhat on the smaller side and definitely all her own.She said, "Why don't you make yourself comfortable?" as she arranged the pillows and sat down. From my previous visits to the private booth I knew this meant that it was OK to take my cock out. I quickly unzipped my pants and took out my raging hard on and sat down on the bench on my side of the glass. If she noticed the condom on my cock she didn't say anything.Seaweed laid back on the pillows so that I had a clear view of her spread pussy as well as the rest of her including her face. Now for the second critical moment: I'd asked for masturbation shows before and was treated to somewhat boring shows with vibrators. If there was any indication of an orgasm in these shows, it always seemed faked. Using her left hand Seaweed pulled her lips apart so that I had the perfect view of her spread lips and clit. Then she reached down with the middle and ring finger of her right hand and started a smooth circular stroking on her clit. I couldn't imagine a better scene (except to remove the glass separating us). I had a raging hard on and was strokin' nice and slow right along with her. Her eyes were closed and she was facing the ceiling. She didn't vary her slow gentle pace. In a much shorter time than I thought it takes most women, her body tightened, first her butt and then the rest of her body. Her strokin' still didn't change. Then with a look on her face that could only be an orgasm she half sat up for a moment with her whole body and face tense and rigid. After what seemed like a brief, all too quick orgasm, she relaxed and laid back down. For some reason I had not cum yet. It was probably because I was so mesmerized by what I had just seen. But since she hadn't been paying any attention to me at all, I'm sure that she wasn't aware that I still had a raging hard on and was still stroking away. After a moment she opened her eyes and turned to me and said "How was that?"I told her it was wonderful and that I was surprised she could come so fast. I asked her how long it would take to come again if she wanted to. She said "I know my body really well. I can come again in just a minute or two. Want to see?"I replied "Of course I do" just as the timer disconnected the microphone. Without saying a word or asking for more money, Seaweed reached up with her foot and pushed the button for another session. She started rubbing her wonderful clit again with the same slow deliberate pace as before. This time her orgasm came even quicker. As I saw her butt begin to tighten, I knew that she was near her second orgasm. This time it pushed me over the limit. My slow steady strokin' brought on an intense orgasm for me just as she started hers. I could feel my cock surging as I shot a huge load while her body and face tightened in obvious ecstasy.After a few moments, when we each caught our breath, I thanked her profusely. She just smiled and closed her curtain as I began to clean up. When I left and looked back at the public window, she was sitting in the same cross-legged posture reading. She looked up and smiled again briefly before returning to her book.Over the next few weeks I returned to the club hoping to see Seaweed, or whatever her real name is, again. For a while she was still working there but on late night shifts long after I'd gone home. Then her name just disappeared and I never saw her again. Wherever you are sweet heart, it was a wonderful show I'll never forget it.