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This is not really relevant but it's the only place I can vent anonymously so I figured who cares. I do the mental purging thing and no one gets hurt, yada, yada, blah, blah. I'm not really seeking advice, condolences, criticism, or derision. I'm just utilizing this section for what it's intended for I guess. That being explained, I'll get right to the point. The fact that I have a really compromising sex addiction, one I think even for a man would be outrageous. So being a female, I can't find the words to categorize my deviant behavior. Some manner of sex saturates my thoughts regularly 24/7. I couldn't sleep at night because thoughts about fucking keep swirling around in my head.

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Its torture lying there naked, massaging my hard eraser head nipples, with my dripping wet pussy, and imaging a big cock sliding inside of me. God, I am sick with lust. That?s truly the best way to describe it.

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I want someone, anyone?s lips and tongue licking and sucking my breasts, while their facial hair tickles my skin. I want thick, large fingers inside of me while the man watches my face in ecstasy. I want to watch someone ram their face into my pussy as they work it with their tongue.

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I want to watch someone fucking me in the reflection of a mirror. I want to fuck for hours and hours. And then finally, I want to watch as someone cums all over my stomach and breasts. I don?t think I?ve ever seen anyone cum as much as the last guy I fucked. It was like a water hose, literally, so heavy thick and warm.

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When will this torture end for me? I imagine never. Even if I could I might not make it stop. This torturous pleasure is unlike anything most people have ever experienced. It's so wrong but so good.

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Fortunately at 36 I still look good enough that I have no problem finding partners ? of either sex. My straight, black hair is cut short, giving me a tomboy look. But the tomboy did not extend to my overlarge hazel eyes or wide, sensuous mouth and naturally red, generous lips. Men who first saw me usually imagined my lips wrapped around and my mouth stuffed with their hard cock.

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At 5-foot 7, my legs are long, my complexion Mediterranean. Because of my workouts at the gym 3 or 4-days a week and yoga classes 2 or 3-days a week, I?m exceptionally tight and toned. I don?t mind saying that I?m hot and naturally exude sensuousness without meaning to be suggestive or provocative.

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The porn I watched, my last session, the next hook up, some random driver in the car next to me. I literally visualize various acts of someone defiling me the majority of my day.

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Sometimes I'm late for places I need to be because I need to make the constant aching end. But there are times no matter how often I attend to it; it never ceases causing me both annoyance and overwhelming need to cum constantly. More often than not in between taking care of it myself, I have someone else or even two some bodies, depending on the day take care of it. That joke about "having seen more cock than a proctologist" comes to mind every now and again. Though I suppose in my case I could be the proctologist's proctologist. And I probably have the same working knowledge about a cock as any other medical professional. It's saved me a lot of preventative grief or the ever-prevailing roll of the dice that comes with recreational play. Even at my weakest hour I'm discriminating to a fault.

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Addiction is addiction but at the end of the day not an excuse for me to be ignorant. I remind myself that being responsible about it also means I have more time on this earth to have more sex. I really wish I could credit it as an act of young adult maturity. Unfortunately my motivation is selfish because my objective is more or less centered solely on my pussy more than it is about self-preservation.

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I have a really good man in my world that adores me, to the point of obsession. James and I have no kids so as far as he knows; he?s my number one priority. For him I?m a demon chef that can make anything and I mean anything. He can have Italian one night and Chinese the next.

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When we go out to eat in order not to embarrass James I?m deliberately a class act. I say please and thank you and am sweet and courteous to the staff. James?s friends all like me, their wives not so much, which of course is because I charm the pants off their men.

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Debbie doesn?t use drugs, and doesn?t over do the alcohol. She?s a gem. I never have to worry about how she?ll behave in public because her manners are impeccable.

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If she has some beef with me Debbie will let me have it both barrels but in private. We?re like Bonnie and Clyde and I love what we have, because its just her and I. no family or kid drama. We can go and do whatever we want, when we want because we?re not ?saddled? with a bunch of insolent kids.

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The sex...no words can describe it. She?s a screamer and a dirty talker and we don?t have to rein in our sexual music because her there are kids in the other room.

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Do I even need to talk about how tight the pussy is? The difference between the pussy of a woman who?s had no kids and that of a woman who?s had even one kid is like comparing a tight soft glove to an old used slipper.

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Even though Debbie is in the same age range as most of the mom's I?ve dated. She looks better and her skin is softer and more youthful.

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She would rather be out getting dirty with me than sitting on the computer. She is a phenomenal cook, none of that mommy food crap. If I had to eat another fucking ?mommy pot roast? I?d choke on my own vomit.

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Debbie is way more sexually adventurous than the average girl and will let me do just about anything I want to her. And she can go all night without bitching.

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Sorry, never-ever-forever will I date a ?mommy? again either. The only thing they really have to offer that I have found is that they?re as faithful as an old dog, grateful that someone is taking on the drama that is their life. And no matter how much shit you pull on a single mom, she will stick around because she is pretty low on options. Just try to get rid of them. It?s a nightmare when it comes time to say " adios." They?ll beg, plead and cry to stay together.

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Poor James thinks our conventional 7-minute hump makes him a porn star and that I'm equally oblivious about what constitutes an amazing lay or any other variation of sex outside of the "Jack Rabbit." But to his unfortunate detriment he remains insanely clueless about who I am or what I'm into when we're not together. Though he knows I'm far from the angel next door and he's no choir boy, I don't think prayer alone could redeem me from the many depraved acts I've done consensually.

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I honestly believe if James knew the real me that he'd completely quit women, and rightly so because I'm an asshole. Oddly enough as much as I care for him, and I do immensely, I really don't feel guilty about what I've done. What I continue to do... I'm not treacherous, scandalous, or intentionally devious; I just REALLY like to fuck. And for some unforeseen reason have the ability to differentiate getting off and feelings. I've never associated sex with emotion the way it's said women are inclined to do. Not even in the most intense relationships. Whatever chip they administered for that must have burned out at birth. I?ve just never really understood how one has to complete the other. So I haven't and won't bother trying to figure it out. I resign myself to give in to the need.

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I've even done the escort thing for a short time. Where for most women it's generally an occupation, I did it merely for sport and the sex ? always the sex. Why the hell not, really, was my justification.

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In it's own way it was as much of a rush if not more than anything else I've ever done, walking into a motel room with a stranger and never knowing who or what he?s going to do or want. A couple of times I came out with bruises, but I?m so up for anything that force is never necessary. For people with similar deviant wants it?s a non-judgmental place to explore one?s sexual limits with a little extra cash incentive. There?s no pretense about it being anything other than what it is ?sex. And afterwards we both resume our unassuming and intact lives, a win-win situation for all. As much fun as anonymous hook-ups are, they?re not always the complication-free environments for play that one would like. There's little reliability, consistency, or loyalty amongst sex fiends when it comes to casual affairs. One way or another shit always seems to go down. When you give blowjobs as good as I do that the guy is going to brag to all his buddies is a given, but there?s always the danger that he?ll want to leave his wife for you.

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Regardless of the source or however it's procured, this is all my sexual addiction, obsession, need, and I like it. I know I'm not going to want to stop anytime soon but maybe deep down to the core of my subconscious I know this is all sordid and fucked up no matter how much I enjoy it. That one day I'll be jaded, worn down, blown out, rode hard, dried up, and bitter about my choices. And I'll look back at all the sex I've had, albeit not especially recklessly, and be resentful about the fact that I couldn't connect to it in any real way outside of it's use for sport. But right now, this moment, today, my doubts will be overridden by my abnormal sex drive and my compulsive nympho tendencies.

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So I'll sit here for the time being, horny wondering where I?ll find the next cock that I suck, who?ll get my next facial or cum on my belly. My pussy is sopping wet just thinking about being licked by a horny guy ? or girl ? they seem to like my pussy too. My knees get weak at the thought of being penetrated by a hard cock.

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Yesterday James had to work late, so I got dressed up in my sluttish clothes: halter top with no bra, miniskirts for easy access, and of course no panties. I rarely wear panties anyway au natural makes me feel dirtier. Before I left the house, I got myself even more worked up by watching some hot porn. The entire drive I was thinking about all of the depraved sex acts I was going to commit.

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I arrived at the bookstore and as I?d hoped the parking lot was full. I knew that inside were tons of perverts just trying to get their nut off. These men had no idea what kind of night they were about to have. I didn't care who they were, where they were from, or what they looked like; I was here to be used and abused by cocks that walked through the door.

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This particular bookstore is a borderline seedy joint. Most newer, ?modern? stores I've been in have the neon and bright colors and clean design lines and so on. I guess it's to put a ?happy face? on the porn business. Not this joint, though. The front door is an old, corroded aluminum job, with security mesh covering the window.

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When I walked into the building, I could smell the disinfectant odor that permeated the building, a smell that told me I was in the right place. Man, what a dive. The first thing that I noticed was that the place was just filthy inside and out. The walls were yellow with cigarette smoke; the floors were old worn out institutional-type tile that was gray from the years of traffic on it.

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Well, actually the first thing I noticed was that the front room was filled with all the merchandise. There were shelves and shelves of videos, magazines, and sex toys. It was a porn-lover's paradise, and I was definitely a porn-lovers. There were about ten guys in this part of the store, all kind of milling about and looking at the porn. They all stared at me s in surprise, including the clerk behind the counter. These guys rarely saw a woman come into this place, and if they did she was usually some old hag or accompanied by a man. They certainly never saw a woman come in dressed like such a sluts. After the initial shock, most of the men turned back to what they were doing, too embarrassed to make eye contact.

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I didn't know where to look first so I decided to browse the sex toy aisle. We slowly perused every item, investigating their merits or faults. There weren't too many toys here that I hadn't tried before. Still, there were a few things that caught my interest. There was a giant dildo that instead of being shaped like a penis, it had a big fist at the end of it. There were anal beads that were bigger than any I?d ever used before.

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The entire time I was looking at the toys, I could tell that all the men in the shop were staring intently. Most of them were pretending to be involved in something else, but I could tell that they were watching. Many of them even had noticeable bulges in their pants. Of course the thought that I was were making all these guys horny just turned me on even more.

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Eventually I moved to the section with the magazines. I found the dirtiest ones and began to flip through them. Now I was getting extremely horny and as usually I started to absent-mindedly rub my pussy through my skirt. My skirt was so short that just the act of rubbing made the material start to rise up, revealing the bottom of my ass cheeks. It was clear to all the men there that I wasn't wearing any panties.

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Encouraged by my display, some of the guys began to walk up and down the aisle, casually bumping their hard crotches against me or brushing my ass with their fingers. I looked down the aisle and even saw one guy with his cock hanging out of his zipper, just flopping around, for anyone to see. I glanced at the clerk to make sure that what was going on was acceptable and he just smiled and gave me a thumbs up. It was then that I knew that there were no rules in this place.

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"I can't take this any more," I thought as I walked up to the front counter. ?Would you mind going back to the booths with me for a second? I need a favor.?

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The clerk was suspicious, but he followed me. I hadn?t bothered to fix my skirt so I knew that my ass cheeks were still clearly visible as he followed me.

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The back room consisted of two hallways, and each hallway was lined with booths. There were ten booths in each row, totaling forty booths in all. It was very dark back there, so it took some time for my eye to adjust. I could see above each booth was a little light that indicated whether or not it was occupied. On the wall in front of them was a big glass display case that showed the box covers of all the movies that were playing in the video booths at that time.

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With the clerk still following, I started to wander the hallways. There is something sexy about the ambiance of the adult bookstore video booths. For the first timers it can be gross place with the old cum smell and sticky floors. But once aquatinted with the shabby décor, you learn to let it turn you on. I found my pussy getting even wetter as I walked into the darkness of the hallway. There were a lot of guys just milling about, obviously looking for some action. Most of their eyes got very wide when they noticed a hot slut walking down the hall.

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I could hear the sounds from all the porno movies being watched in the various booths, and it was getting me very excited. I couldn't help but think about all the guys jerking off behind those closed doors. We passed a couple booths where the light was on to indicate that someone was in there, but the door would be open halfway and the guy inside just standing there jacking his cock for all the world to see. We even passed by one open door where inside we could see one guy sucking another off. Such unabashed debauchery, I loved it.

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I finally chose an empty booth right in the middle of one of the aisles. The booths were constructed out of 1-inch thick particleboard and cheap paneling, with doors. They were bigger than I?d expected, about 4x6 feet inside with cheap padded metal chairs. And there are Glory Holes between every other booth. So each booth has one GH, but none have two.

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Leaving the door open so the clerk could watch, I turned to face him and within seconds I was untying my halter-top, revealing the most perfect breasts with delectable nipples that he would probably ever see. I hesitated momentarily at the skirt, and then undid the clasp and zipper of my skirt. As the clerk gapped at me, I hooked my thumbs into the waistband skirt and wiggling my hips slightly, worked the skirt down my thighs to my knees. Pulling my thumbs, I let the garment fell to the floor. Making sure that the clerk could see everything, I stepped out of them one foot at a time. Picking the skirt up, I handed it and my discarded blouse to the clerk, and said, ?Bring these back to me in four hours.?

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As I closed and locked the door, I turned and looked at the coin operated TV. I was laughing at myself because I?d forgot that I need coins to operate it, when I the heard the door of the booth next door. Knowing that it was the clerk, I smiled. When I knelt down on the floor, I felt my knees get wet from the cum on the floor. By the time I got on my knees the clerk already had his nice-sized cock was sticking through the hole, hard and ready to be sucked. I wasted no time in gobbling it down. I was an expert at deep throating so his six-incher gave me no problem at all. I took the clerk's cock completely down my throat. While it was embedded there, I used my tongue to lap at the sensitive underside. This always drove guys wild. Making contented gurgling sounds; I just kept the clerk?s cock deep in my throat.

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Finally the clerk couldn?t take it any more and moaned, "I'm cumming," probably trying to warn me in case I didn't want to swallow. Of course he didn't know whom he was dealing with. I pulled off his cock until the head was between my lips, because I wanted to taste his load when he blasted away. It wasn't a huge load, but it tasted great and was a nice start to the evening. This first load of the night just made me hungrier for all the cum I could get.

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It was quiet for a minute and then as if on cue, the next cock slid through the hole hard as nails and already leaking pre-cum. I wrapped my hand around his cock and slowly, lightly caress its length, up and down and around and around. For a little reminder of who was in charge on this side of the wall, I dug my fingernails into his shaft, slowly increasing the pressure and feeling his reaction as he involuntarily flexed his cock.

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I started stroking him up and down, squeezing the head and then back down his shaft again and again. I'm getting so turned on by my actions that my pussy is wet and my clit is rigid. Leaning forward, I lined his cock up with my mouth and tease him with my tongue while I stroked him. My tongue flicked across his cock head as my hand stroked up and down his rigid shaft. Pre-cum oozes out of his pee-hole one drop after the other until there's a continuous trickle. I trace circles around the crown of his cock as I continue to stroke him.

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I parted my lips and slowly slide the length of his cock between my lips and into my mouth. He tries to help by bucking forward but the wall stops his forward movement. Despite his obvious excitement, I'll go as fast or slow, deep or shallow as I damn well please.

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Using my hand and mouth, I went to town on him. I could feel his cock head expanding in my mouth. I could taste the pre-cum as it seeped out of pee-hole and into my mouth. Just as I was sure that the guy was about to spurt his hot cum into my mouth, the guy suddenly pulled his cock out of my mouth and out of the glory hole. Then before I could react, he zipped up, open his door and exit the booth.

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During the course of sucking cocks, I had my chest mashed up against the wall of the booth, forcing each cock as far down my throat as I could. I noticed that my breasts were getting soaked with cum but it couldn't be from the cocks that I was swallowing because I was swallowing most of it. Then I realized that the walls were wet with loads of cum that had already been shot there. Wondering when the last time these booths were cleaned made me her so horny. The cum on the walls could be from earlier that day, or yesterday, or the day before... who knows. Just imagining all of the filthy acts that must have gone on in this booth to produce all that cum was such a fuckin' turn on. I could picture guy after guy coming in here to watch porn, shooting their loads all over the walls, or getting sucked off through the glory holes, or maybe even getting fucked. All I knew was that I wanted to add to that collection of cum.

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I had the next guy's cock in my hand jacking him off while I was standing up stretching my legs. I was just about to get back down on my knees and suck him when his cock began to spasm and he shot his load all over my leg. As it oozed down my leg on to my foot, I laughed because I now knew how cum got all over the floor and walls. Oh well, I thought, there will be plenty more where that came from.

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The next hour was a blur of hard cocks and cum. I have no idea how many cocks I sucked before there was a lull.

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For few minutes there wasn't anybody in the booth next to me, long enough for me to worry that I?d already sucked all the cocks that were there. But then a light came on and I heard quite a few quarters clinking into the coin slot, a sure sign the person was going to spending more than a little time next to me. The sound of so many quarters falling excited me so much that I just had to put my eye up to the hole in the wall and watch him.

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The man unzipped his pants and let his pants drop to his knees and even though his cock wasn't hard yet, it looked sooo nice and sooo long. I could feel my pussy tingling and my mouth watering for the taste of his cock." Sitting back on my heels, I started playing with my breasts and pinching my nipples while I was waiting to serve him. I know he was watching me through the hole but he just kept stroking that lovely cock of his.

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By then, I wanted more than anything to taste it so I stuck my finger in the hole, an invitation for him to put his cock through, but he didn't at first. Even though I felt like the man was teasing me I waited and watched. Aggravated by the wait, I pushed my finger back through the hole again. Beckoning, actually begging him to put his cock through the hole and let me suck it. When he finally did it wasn't completely hard yet, but I didn't care, it just needed a little sucking. Moving my mouth closer, I teasingly licked at the tip of the head. As my tongue flicked his pee-hole I felt it jerk against my tongue.

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My moist lips encircled the head and in one quick breath I swallowed the length of his shaft into my mouth until it was bumping against the back of my throat. With all my skill I could?ve made him cum real quick, but instead I made slowly love to his cock. As I sucked I dreamed about how many cocks I could sip the pre-cum from and then drink down their hot cum. "Mmmm,? I moan as he started moving his cock in and out of my mouth, but I controlled the speed of the face-fucking he was giving me. It wasn't long before he started to spurt. His cock was pushed so far down my throat that at first I couldn't even swallow.

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Backing off a couple of inches, the hot cum was hitting my tongue and now I could taste it and it tasted so good. He kept his cock buried in my mouth so it wasn't long until his cum was dripping out of the sides of my mouth and oozing down my chin. As he pulled back and zipped up, I swallowed what was left in my mouth.

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While I?m catching my breath, the door to the booth next door slams shut. I hear the sound of a zipper and then a semi-hard cock slides through the hole.

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I licked my lips and then lick the head of his cock. Doing my best to get him hard, I continue to lap at his cock. Then I slid my mouth down his semi-flaccid cock and really start working with my mouth and tongue. As I bob my mouth up and down his shaft, the guy gets the idea and starts hunching his hips. Suddenly I feel his tense up and his cock swell as the first burst of his cum hits the roof of my mouth. Surprised by his sudden orgasm, I pulled back. Free of the restraint of my mouth, his pulsing cock sprayed my mouth, face, and chest with jet after jet of hot gooey cum. By the time he was done I could feel it oozing down my face and body.

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After rubbing the cum into my skin, I turned back to the hole where the next cocks were already waiting for me, and moaned, "Let me see what you got there." As I started sucking I began to rub my breasts all over the cum-covered wall. God it felt good to have my breasts sliding around in all that slimy nasty cum.

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Taking my mouth off the cock, I said, "Come on you fuckin' bastard, fuck my mouth like you mean it. Treat me like a whore deserves to be treated. I know you wanna really ram my dirty slut throat, so fuckin' do it."

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Then I put my face right up against the glory hole and let the guy pound away. His cock was about eight inches long, normally something I would have no trouble handling, but he was really ramming my mouth. Every time his cock filled my throat I gagged and choked and spit up all over the place. But I still didn't move my face even an inch away from the hole. This is what I?d come here for, to be used and abused in every way possible, and this was only my first hole. I still had my ass and my pussy left to be fucked raw.

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Streamers of spit were pouring out of my mouth, coating the lower half of my face and dripping down onto my breasts where it mingled with the cum that was already there. My eyes were watering, and every time the guy pulled his cock out I had to gasp for air, but it just made me want it more. Wantonly, I had three fingers up my soaking wet pussy and my juices were running down my hand. Finally the horny bastard started moaning loudly so I knew that he was ready to blast his load. I backed off, pulling his cock out of my mouth and started jacking him off.

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"Ummmmm cum for me baby,? I almost shouted. "Let me see that hot thick creamy load of cum spewing out of that big cock. Oh my god I want it so bad, I'm a fuckin' cum whore. Feed this dirty little cum whore!"

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My words were too much for the guy. With a few jerks of his cock, the guy started to buck as he shot load after load of his hot sticky come down my throat. This was a mammoth load. The first two spurts shot out of his cock with such force that they splashed my face. Then the next few jets came shooting out in big ropey spurts, landing in my hair and crisscrossed my entire face. I didn't think he'd ever stop cumming. The last few squirts she aimed at her tits to add to the mixture that was already there. As more cum dripped out of the tip of his engorged head, I licked it up and swallowed it all. Then I ran my tongue down the length of his shaft a few times to make sure that I?d collected everything.

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Another cock appears in front of me; this one is worth savoring for a while. It's a big one, long, fat, veiny, with a big purple mushroom head. The pee-hole is slightly open, making me wonder just how much cum is going to come out of a cock this big.

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Grinning, I lean forward, part my lips and kiss the tip of the cock right on the pee-hole. Almost giggling with delight I slid his cock head across my lips, across my cheek and then back across my lips and over to my other cheek. Taking just his cock head into my mouth, I wrap my lips around his shaft just under the crown of his cock head so he's snug. Then I start circling my tongue all over his head.

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Sliding my mouth down his thick shaft, I started sucking the big thing with complete abandonment. As my head bobbed up and down, I slipped my fingers through the hole and lightly caressed his balls. I paused to lick the underside of the head and shaft of his cock right where it was the most sensitive. I want to suck him off. I wanted him to cum as much as he could in my mouth. As much cum as I?d already swallowed, I still wanted to taste his hot cum and feel it running down my throat.

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Rising up, I let my breast touch his rock hard cock. My hand jerks his cock against my soft warm breast, and he can feel them wiggling from my movements. My mouth descends again onto his shaft, making soft slurping sounds. My eagerness to please him had him so aroused that his cock feels like it was going to burst.

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A gasping moan comes from the other side of the wall when I renewed my attack on his stiff cock. As I roughly plunge my mouth down on his rigid shaft, he started thrusting with his hips to meet my mouth on the down stroke.

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Fatigue takes its toll of my legs so I moved into another position. After getting comfortable my mouth encircles his cock once again. I could feel the volcanic rise and tingle of his on coming orgasm. As my tongue licks under the head, the first spurt rushed into my mouth, followed quickly by another, then another. My hand pulls his cock out of my mouth as another gush of cream splashes against my lips and chin. I rose up, bringing my breast up to his still gushing cock. More cum spews from his cock, landing on my heaving breast.

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Rocking back on my heels, from exhaustion. As I gasp for breath, I realize that my four hours must be up. Hearing the door of the other booth, I glanced up at the hole in time to see my clothes being laid on the chair. It?s the clerk wanting another blowjob before he brings me my clothes.

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Deciding to give him a thrill, I quickly stand up and turned my bottom towards the hole. When I pressed my butt up against the hole I suddenly felt a finger slid across my pussy lips. The clerk quickly replaced his finger with the feel of his cockhead sliding across my very wet pussy lips. I pushed back against the feeling and felt his cock parting my pussy lips as he pushed inside of me. I stand there, seemingly helpless yet in complete control of doling out pleasure as the clerk pumped in and out of me.

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As the clerk ceaselessly pounded my pussy, the door of my booth swung wide open causing the crowd of honey onlookers waiting for their turn to abandoned all pretenses and lustfully stare at my as I took what they assumed was an anonymous cock in my pussy.

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Unzipping his pants as he stepped forward, one horny bastard moved into the booth and pulled out his cock. It was hard to tell from my angle but I figured it was probably eight inches. Roughly grabbing a handful of my hair, he I slowly inserted it into my mouth and pulled my mouth all the way down it. He pushed until he felt the head pushing against the back of my throat and my nose was poking into his pubic hair. He pumped in and out, raping my throat with his thick tool as he fucked my mouth. Occasionally he'd bring it out of my mouth to slap me with it, and then he?d push it forcefully back in. A couple of minutes later, my face already coated with my own drool.

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Then I felt the clerk stiffen inside me as he slammed deeply one last time, burying his throbbing cock inside of me as deep as he could with the wall between us. I felt a hot jet of his cum squirt inside of me. When the clerks hot cum exploded from his cock, coating my pussy with his juices, his jerking inside of me sent me closer to the edge. I felt his cock softening inside me, but he continued to hold himself inside me for a couple of seconds and then he rapidly pulled out.

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Then the cock in my mouth expands and begins splashing the inside of my mouth with his salty cum. That near electric impulse surges in my clit, ready to fire down to my pussy and up into my abdomen, signaling a huge orgasm that's been building up since I closed the booth door.

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Once both of the cocks had empty their cum into my body a new guy unzipped his pants as he came strutting into the booth. Then he pulled me roughly around and bent me over and spread her legs. As I felt his massive cock probing at my pussy from behind I grunted for him to fuck me. Before too long, the swollen purple head of his cock popped into my glistening slit. This wasn't what I'd hoped for at all. No. It was much more than I could have hoped for. I moaned loudly as his cock slid slowly into my cum filled pussy. As the man pounded my pussy from behind I found myself sliding my finger into my own pussy and playing with my swollen clit.

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It didn't take much to make me cum, but the orgasm wasn't nearly enough to sate the new found desire burning inside me. I leaned back against the guy and spread my legs wider, not caring that I was being watch by a mob of horny guys, not caring that I was being loud as I slid two fingers into my dripping pussy. The feeling of them squeezing their way inside my tight pussy was making me cry with pleasure.

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As I was being pounded from behind, another guy walked in. He grabbed me by the shoulders and yanked my head around so my face was eye-level with his zipper. As I stared at the stranger crotch, I could see the bulge in his pants even before he freed his cock from them. With one hand still on my shoulder, he opened his pants and pulled out his cock. It was uncut and over 6-inches long and already hard. As he slowly inserted it into my mouth, he grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled my mouth all the way down. As the huge shaft rammed the back of my throat, I felt his pubic hair rub against my nose and lips. I found this so erotic that I sucked his cock in even deeper.

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Laughing, he started rocking his hips back and forth as I sucked his cock. Every time the guy behind me rammed forward into my pussy, it jammed my mouth further down the guy?s rigid shaft. A couple of minutes later, the guy screamed. "Ooooh my god, I'm cumming, I'm cumming. Ooooh, ooooh, ooooh nooo.? When his cum hit the back of my throat I started to choke as it filled my mouth.

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Hearing the other guy scream, the guy in my pussy pulled out and the first blast of cum shot straight up in the air and landed high up on my back. . The next one hit the crack of my ass and splashed up on my butt.

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As these two guys zipped up their pants and left, two more anonymous guys with hard cocks quickly replaced them. And when they finished, then two more, until the clerk finally forced his way in and gave me my clothes.

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With the door open and the hallway was full of horny guys watching, I redressed. Then with the clerk running interference for me through the crowed, I exited the booth and headed for the door. At the door, the clerk patted me on the butt and told me, ?Come back anytime. I guarantee that there?ll always be a booth for you.?

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The end?