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Thursday night bowling with the guys, that was the last thing on my mind, leaving work after a long day at the office. About once a month, I had gotten into the habit of skipping on the bowling and stopping at the local gentleman's club for a little variety in my daily life. My wife, Debbie, knew nothing of these "exceptions" to my weekly bowling routine. My cell phone would keep me in touch in those rare instances when she would need to talk, after all, she knew how important it was for me to have a little "time off", with the guys.

I stepped inside and paused to allow for my eyes to adjust, allowing myself to slowing take in the scenery. Mostly girls I had seen before, with the occasional exception. Tonight, I spied a new addition, unusual for these parts, a dark black girl, mid twenties with a firm body, grapefruit sized breasts, and a beautiful smile, luscious red lips framing her beautiful white teeth. It was my fortune that it was she who appeared to take my drink order. Now, perhaps it was my minimal experience with black girls, or maybe simply her dark, sultry body, full of promise. Possibly it was that she was a new girl, but then, as I reflected while she walked away fulfill my drink order, it was the possibility held by those ruby red lips and beautiful smile, for you see, the biggest turn-on for me is and has always been a blowjob. Now don't get me wrong, I enjoy all the sexual positions and I never have problems performing in the traditional forms of sex with women, it is just a tremendous desire I have to fill a hungry girls mouth with her just reward! Debbie shows little interest for this and, of course, when she does me this "favor" only does it halfheartedly and about half as long as it takes, read, I never cum in her mouth. Understandably, this only heightens my desire and when I spot such decadent dsl's (dick sucking lips) on a girl, especially in place such as this, I begin to gain uncontrollable wood.

As the night progresses, I watch my new ebony goddess as my powerful physical need for an accomplished and eager fellatrix' builds. Alas, although I desperately search in her demeanor any sign of her willingness to perform such a deed, I cannot and within an hour, I am back on the road, only now, sporting wood that will not go away as long as I continue the think about her.

I knew exactly where I was going. In fact, this second destination was the primary reason for deviation from the bowling routine. Daydreaming of those red lips tight around me kept my cock as hard as a rock, I couldn't get there fast enough. Parking in the lot in the back, I walked swiftly to the back entrance and let myself in. The local adult book store, it was just outside of town, barely 5 miles from the gentleman's club, yet in my current state, an impossibly long drive. I walked over to the rental movies, seemingly perusing the latest titles, while in all actuality, my mind was on those viewing booths in the back of the store. Acting as though they did not quite have what I was looking for, I walked to the counter and nervously asked for singles from the clerk. He smiled and gave me two fives and ten ones for my twenty. Always feeling as though he could read my mind and thereby gauge my intentions, I quickly turned and walked, to the booth area.

In relative darkness once again, my eyes adjusted as I made my way to the aisles, avoiding the shadowy figures loitering about. Having been here before, I headed for my favorite booth and tested the door. I breathed a sigh of relief as I discovered it was currently unused, and slipped inside, locking it behind me. I quickly slipped a five in the video machine and intently clicked through the video offerings until I found something of particular interest. I couldn't believe my luck but what should I find but a video of a black girl, not unlike the my waitress earlier in the club, talking to a white man, no less! She was talking to him, then suddenly she kneeled before him...

I faced the video squarely and began to rub my hard bulge through my slacks...

Sometimes it's hit and miss at the book store. The adult book store, that is, especially if you don't get a booth early. I have this favorite booth, with a comfortable, well positioned seat directly in front of this nice round glory hole. It's truly ideal, generous in size, to allow for a man's full package to come through, and having sanded edges for comfort in the event of occasional contact. It was drilled through a single ¾ " plywood sheet, this allowing me maximum access, especially of value when servicing "size challenged" men. You see, I'm a cocksucker with only two requirements, he must be clean and he must love to feel the inside of a warm mouth. Because of this, I get plenty of action, both new and repeat business. Of course, I have my favorites, blacks, truckers, and desperate husbands...

Tonight, I was running late, at 6 o'clock, it was and hour and a half later than my usual arrival. Four or five was best for catching the "just off from work" working husband crowd but I figured to suckle some of the late arrivals. My first challenge was to find a good booth, preferably my favorite. Surprisingly, my booth was empty! I quickly entered, locked the door, fed the machine, sat down and impatiently awaited, hungry for the traffic I would hope to see...literally.

Within only a few minutes, as I discreetly peered through the hole, I saw a man enter, pausing to lock the door. Wearing slacks, he was obviously white collar and as he squared up to the monitor while making his video selections, I could make out a tent protruding from his crotch! My mouth watered instantly and I leaned down to see what video he was selecting. Clicking past the gay selections, he finally stopped on an interracial straight video, a black girl with a white guy. Did I mention straight guys are my favorite? No? Straight guys are my favorite, especially when there are already hard! I moved my viewing angle to where I could once again gaze upon his "tent". To my excitement, he was now rubbing his package, slowly. Not one for ambiguity, I leaned close, placing my mouth close to the hole and alternated between licking my lips and making kissing noises, hopefully communicating my offer. Hearing him begin to unbuckle, I backed away to watch as he quickly dropped his slacks and peeled down his briefs. His circumcised cock snapped out, bouncing briefly. Once his clothing was in a heap around his ankles, he pivoted and began an awkward walk in my direction. Of average size, it was, however, stiff with a slight upward turn. I could see a glistening on the tip of his swollen cockhead as it began to bounce as he moved closer. Here I could see that while his cock was average in size, his balls were big and heavy, clearly in need of draining...

I squeezed myself through my slacks as I watched the movie, frequently sneaking a quick peek down and to my right to where a large glory hole existed. Immensely turned on by this movie, yet desperate for an invitation to the glory hole kept my head on a pivot, similar to how one feels watching a tennis match! Down for a moment, then back to the screen, as the black housewife had begun working that big white dick between her lips at an increasing tempo. Fortunately, almost immediately, I saw a face peering through and it was obvious what he was looking at. My hard-on jumped in response and I quickly dropped my slacks and underwear and waddled over to the hole he licked his lips and made sucking noise, an obvious invitation by any measure. The large hole allowed me to push through my dick and balls and I was rewarded instantly with the feeling of a warm pair of pursed lips pressing against my mushroom head. I pushed my package completely through the generous hole while turning my head to watch the video. I groaned as those lips wetly and noisily moved over my mushroom head, sliding down my shaft until I was entirely within his mouth. His mouth began it's upward descent, allowing my head to exit his lips whereupon only briefly did I not feel his lips until once again I felt their contact, this time as he ran his pursed lips up and down the underside of my rigid manhood. His tongue, ever so busy, was proof positive of his eagerness to enjoy what I had to offer. I cannot understand and most likely never will understand this yearning of a man to fellate another but I am more than willing to take advantage and make us both happy! A hungry and experienced mouth is what I had sought and now happily found. I watched the video with my legs spread and my body pressed tightly against the wall as his talented mouth worked to bring me to climax...

Ummm, I was in heaven as I slipped my mouth down to his balls, heavy swinging ones, man I could suck just his balls for an hour! I slid my mouth back up the underside of his shaft slowly until I again pressed my lips against his swollen mushroom head. I reached up and began squeezing and massaging his balls as I enveloped his cockhead like a tootsie pop with my lips. I knew his movie wouldn't last forever so I began a slow bob, sinking ever so farther down on his shaft with my tight lip lock. After only a few minutes of this, his cock suddenly jerked, thankfully while I was on a upstroke (I enjoy cum on my tongue), he erupted, pulsing several times strongly into my mouth. My donator, paused only a few seconds before withdrawing from my hole. He quickly zipped up and appeared to simply watch the remainder of the movie, ignoring the hole. I suspect he was simply emphasizing he was a straight guy, while at the same time, allowing his dick to soften so as not to make a spectacle while leaving the store. In any case, in a few minutes he was gone and I was reminiscing his flavor as I awaited my next feeder...

My whole body had shook as I came! In my mind, I came hard in that black girls mouth! Black women are known for their blowjobs and she was no different! "Course, I knew better who was the recipient of my large donation, but in my mind I had fed that hungry black girl. One cum in this store would last me a week! It was here where I released my pent up sexuality, and it was here I would continue to visit for just that reason. I waited for the movie to end as I composed myself, completely ignoring the hole through which I had just cum. Movie over, I quickly exited the store, jumped in my car and headed home! I'll definitely be back, I thought with a smile, definitely!

This story is a true story yet it also relates to a sample of events that has happened many times throughout history. Most men love receiving oral sex, this is a fact of life. Many men think that watching, and feeling an attractive woman going down on them is the greatest turn-on of all. Unfortunately, women, far more often than not, give mediocre or lackluster blowjobs. They don't know how to proceed and the really don't want to be there. A token amount of time is spent doing something they'd just as rather not and, as a result do a poor job of it. A male cocksucker, on the other hand, has hunger and desire and skill earned through extensive practice and remember, to feed one does not make you gay. It doesn't even make you bisexual. So, next time you are desperate for a great blowjob, where your climax will be eagerly sucked down, set your inhibitions aside, just for an hour, and visit your local adult bookstore. If the first one you visit has no booths or glory holes, try another one. There are websites to help you find someone to help you. You'll find one sooner or later and you'll be glad you did!