The Homely Girl at the Jerkoff Parlor

   Some years ago, in the town where I live, there was a stretch of sexually oriented businesses on a downtown street. Scattered over about three blocks, was a triple X theater, a couple of strip clubs, a massage parlor, a few dive bars and a couple of porn shops. Gentrification has now completely made over that strip of lovely vice.     One weekend evening, as a horny young man, I ducked into one of the porn shops. The front of the store contained racks of porn magazines to suit every taste and fetish. Further on, there were individual booths which offered 25 cent video clips. Sex toys, lubricants, blowup dolls etc. were available on another side of the shop.     None of these captured my attention. Instead, I was drawn to the rear of the shop where a very attractive lingerie clad young woman was standing. With a certain nervousness, I headed in her direction. The back of the store had a couple of booths. Each booth had two entrances, one for the customer and one for the model.     One of the booths was occupied. The young lady was standing outside the other. I asked her what was the deal. I actually put it in those terms. She said that for $10 (this was back in time so adjust for inflation), she would provide a nude show. I made the immediate decision that her offer was a much better choice than pumping quarters into the video machines.     There was a wall telephone on each side of the booth. A screen blocked the view to the other side. After we entered our respective sides she called out to me to pick up the telephone. She then instructed me to put the bill in the slot. After I did that, the screen opened.     The girl did not offer any conversation. Instead she shed her bra and panties and then took up various modeling poses. The girl really was pretty and she had a very nice, lithe young body.     I pointed to my crotch as a way of asking permission to take it out. After she gave me a nod, I pulled out my dick and jerked off to the view of this exposed stranger. Her expression was indifferent. After I came, she pointed to the side where there was a roll of toilet paper. Feeling slightly ashamed, I collected the cum from the end of my dick and placed the tissue in a wastebasket. It was only then that I noticed splattered cum on the floor from prior visits. After leaving the booth, I headed straight out the door and joined all the other bustling pedestrians making their way on the sidewalk.      In the immediate aftermath, I had doubts that I would repeat the experience. It was clear that the girl viewed this as a trade of money for humiliation. Was I taking advantage of her in using her as an object of lust, or was I helping her make a buck? At least that was my mindset now that my balls were empty.     Some weeks later, sitting alone one night in my apartment, with my testosterone refueled, a return trip to the porn shop seemed like a good idea. The memory of the girl’s pretty face, shapely breasts, curved hips, and exposed pussy trumped any moral ambiguity.     I headed out to the porn shop with the firm intention of a repeat date with the lovely young thing. I considered the possibility that she might be with another customer when I got there. In that event, I planned to kill some time in the video booths until she was available.     When I got to the shop I headed directly to the rear. My new love interest was there but as I approached she was about to enter the booth with another guy. Still worse, there was another guy waiting at her booth. As she entered the compartment with customer  # 1 she said, “there is another girl here guys”.     There was another girl in the room. Instead of form fitting lingerie, she was wearing a short slip type garment that concealed her slightly overweight body. She had small breasts and she lacked a curve between her waist and her hips. As a kind man I would describe her face as average. The other guy kept his place in line.     I do not know if I was feeling sorry for her or if I was just too horny to wait, but I asked her if she was available. She was quick to say yes and we made our separate entrances into the available compartment. Knowing the drill, I put the $10 in the slot and the screen rose. There then began a very different session from the first.     The girl had a smile on her face. It looked like she wanted to engage. She took off her slip and picked up the phone on her side. She then pointed to the phone on my side. The first session was conducted in silence. This one had a lot of dialogue.     She asked me if I was horny. After telling her I was she said, “well get that dick out”. That was an easy direction to take. She followed with, “you want to see my tits”? After a yes she unhooked her bra revealing smallish, sagging breasts.     She followed my eyes as I looked down to her panties. This led to the next question, “you want to see some pussy don’t you”? When I said, “I do want to see some pussy”, she stepped out of her panties. I was then treated to the view of a pussy with prominent lips surrounded by a full dark-haired bush.     I hear other guys say they are ass men or breast men but for me the most erotic part of the female body is the most female part. And please, keep it natural ladies.     The girl then ramped up the dirty talk with a series of instructions/encouragement.     In response to my unwavering gaze at her wonderful female part, she said, “you like jerking off to pussy, don’t you”? After a yes to that she adopted a fem/dom persona and said, “go on jerk off”. She followed with similar directives. In the next couple of minutes I heard a stream of dirty talk along the lines of “beat that meat” and “I want you to shoot your sperm”.     I had never been in the company of a woman with such a wonderfully dirty mouth. It was a major turn on for me. Encouraged by her lack of inhibition, I asked her to spread her pussy lips. In answer she cradled the phone between her chin and shoulder, reached down with both hands and spread her lips apart. When I looked from her cunt to her face she let her tongue run across her lips.     When I told her I was going to cum, she said,“shoot your cum on the glass”. I stepped closer to the partition separating us and shot the sperm onto it. When I looked at her, she smiled at me and I smiled back.     She put her clothes back on as I cleaned up the cum from the end of my dick and zipped up. I left the cum on the partition and in front of me unattended. We gave each other a smile. I actually had the impression that she enjoyed the session.     I returned to the porn shop for future visits, never again to look for the silent beauty. I wanted my trash talking, slightly beat up, down home girl for all future sessions. One quiet Sunday afternoon, after we had developed a certain rapport I was able to get a face-to-face session on her side of the compartment. That allowed me a closer acquaintanceship with her pussy. I will save that experience for another time.