The Dirtiest Thing I've Ever Done

I've officially reached a new level of slut-tastic-ness. Last weekend, Master took me out for a little afternoon adventure. We returned to the adult theater that we had attended for a quick fuck once last winter. This time was quite a different experience!

We left the house in normal clothing, and Master had me change into something much more scanty as we crossed a long bridge into the next city. I donned a clingy white t-shirt (no bra), a clingy black miniskirt that always tends to ride up, fishnet thigh-highs, and lovely heels to finish the look. 

When we pulled up to the theater, my heart was racing. Master and I had discussed the possibility of my serving cocks at the glory holes, and I wasn't sure exactly what I was going to be made to do! The parking lot was quite full this time!

We entered the theater. I am sure the men milling about out front and inside the sex toy shop were looking at me, but I kept my eyes down. I do it every time. It just feels right that way - submissive to the core.

We entered the dark theater and found a seat out in the main area. We sat down to watch the movie, although I don't recall seeing much of it. Master and I started making out and he began rubbing my thighs and letting his fingers make their way up to my pussy. He got me really excited, and I'm sure we got the attention of all the lurkers in that room.

After a few minutes, we decided to find a private room. We had to check a few to find one unoccupied! We settled in to one with a "jungle" theme. It was kind of silly - vines, tiger poster, stuffed gorilla hanging from the ceiling - but it was dark and intimate. There was a light, but it felt hotter to leave it out, so the room was lit by the glow of porn playing on a small television in the corner.

There was so much shuffling outside the door, which made my heart race even more. I was so happy to have my Master with me - he makes me feel safe. At the same time, I kind of felt like a cheap whore in the movies. The dark room and expectations of anonymous sex lent themselves to that feeling...

We weren't in the room long before Master noticed someone had entered the room next to us and opened the glory hole. So he told me to strip. I obliged. Then Master told me to go see what the person in the next room wanted. I stuck my hand through the hole, and in a moment, there was a cock in my hand! I started stroking it, feeling so dirty! Pleasuring a strange cock without even seeing who it was attached to was an entirely new experience for me!

After a few minutes of stroking, Master encouraged me to get down and start sucking. I did - apparently very well, as he came in my mouth rather quickly (without any warning, which kind of annoyed me, but I guess you take your chances at the glory hole...). 

Someone else appeared after he left, but he didn't stay to receive any pleasure (other than a quick peek at us through the hole).

I got down on my knees and started giving Master a nice blowjob. It felt so nice to reconnect with him physically after doing something so dirty!

Then, another guest appeared at the hole. I sucked his cock for a moment, but he was more interested in groping me through the hole. We indulged this for a few minutes and then he went on his way.

Next, a black cock popped through the hole. I had never sucked one before! Master got behind me and fucked me while I sucked this fourth "guest" at the hole. I sucked him for a while, and Master alternated between fucking me and taking pictures. Eventually, we checked the time and realized that we had to head out. We mentioned it, yet our guest did not release his load.

We headed back out, me with my eyes down, of course. We browsed the sex shop in hopes of finding a decent video (no such luck there). I felt so incredibly dirty, wondering who, if any of the men staring at me I had sucked or fondled. I will never know!

I kept my slutty clothing on and changed back into street clothing in the car. As soon as we were back out in daylight, the whole experience began to feel like a dream. I was in awe of just how slutty I could be. Master was very pleased, and I was happy, too. It had been a fun way to spend our "date afternoon."

We are planning to do this again very soon. I will keep you all posted on the outcome!

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The Gloryhole Effect

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A Very Sexy Afternoon

Master and I had the opportunity to take a "date afternoon" for ourselves this weekend. We made the most of every moment...
I wore my highest heels, sexy jeans with no underwear, and a hot little black top that showed off my cleavage.

First off: I finally got to make a lifelong fantasy come true - giving head while he's driving. I'm a little surprised it's taken this long for us to finally get this one. Better late than never!
Master has a very sexy car that goes very fast (and tinted windows, too, fortunately!). Once we got onto the highway, he undid his pants and popped his cock out for me. I leaned forward and eagerly started licking and sucking, moaning as I felt him get hard in my mouth. Master reached over and caressed my ass (under my jeans, of course). Despite the awkward angle, I was having so much fun pleasuring him as we sped down the highway. It gave me a rush to get away with so much naughtiness, right out in broad daylight.

Before I knew it, I felt the car come to a stop. I popped my head up to see where we were. I did not exactly pick the best moment to do that. There was a bum on the street corner who probably had a pretty clear view of me suddenly "appearing" in the passenger seat.
We headed over to a nice bar and had a martini. It was great fun and I was in such great spirits.

After the drink, we headed for the "main attraction" of our outing: an adult theater. Neither of us had ever been inside one before. We were intrigued by things we'd read on the internet about this particular one and decided to check it out.

When we entered the building, we were in your typical porn shop. Racks of DVDs and sex toys lining the walls. We actually picked ourselves up a little souvenir: a plastic set of "knuckles" that attach to a dildo for a new degree of control.... more on that later!

We browsed the shop for a bit, then started to explore the rest of the place. There was an empty pool room with porn on the television and a love swing hanging in the corner. The mirrors covered the entire wall, so that if someone were getting fucked on one of the tables, they would have a great view! We headed back to the theater area. An older guy who was hanging out in the shop, obviously a regular or something like that, offered to give us a tour.

Apparently, the first and biggest "private" room was being used by a couple and a few guys. But we got to see several other private rooms. Each contained a small sofa and was dimly lit by the light of porn playing on a small television. I think they all had mirrors, but my memory may not be correct. I know they were each supposed to have a "theme." The only one I recall is the geisha room, and with good reason...
Then we were shown the main theater area. Rows of seats facing a bigger screen. We were told that female visitors to this place often attract a "trail" of followers.
It did feel as though we were attracting a good deal of attention from the handful of men hanging out in the private room area. Master and I thanked our "tour guide" and retreated into the geisha room. The door was lockable, which made me feel safe and cozy in our little bubble. There was a gloryhole, and there was a man peeping through. I guess we gave him quite a little show!.

Master had me kneel down and start sucking. I felt like a little porn star, teetering on my stilettos while I deep-throated his cock. Master then stripped me of my top and pulled my jeans down. He fucked me from behind as I bent over the sofa. Then he pulled me up into a position that makes me feel deliciously submissive. He stood me up and held me by my neck as he kept taking me from behind. I was writing in ecstasy, pushing back on his cock, and watching us in the big mirror mounted above the couch. It was so dark in the room, and all I could see were the silhouettes of our fucking bodies. I saw the outline of Master's strong, muscular arms as he fucked me. I couldn't make out the expression on his face at all. It really felt like I was being "taken," and it was highly erotic. I was moaning and crying out with each orgasm.
Master had strategically angled my body so that the guy watching would have a nice view. He did not stick his cock through the hole, but that was just fine with me. I was really just into enjoying the hot sex with my own husband.
Master did not finish at the theater. He did have me suck him some more before we left. But he wanted to save his huge load for later.

Oh yes, and I gave his cock plenty more oral attention on the drive home - this time, while Master fingered my asshole. It actually felt really good! Okay, except for my neck getting a little cramped from craning it into Master's lap. It was well-worth it all, though!
And our exciting afternoon carried over into an exciting evening at home...