Back in the Game

Life can get hectic, and often sexual pleasure is one of the first things to be neglected. 

It has been a couple of years since I last visited an adult bookstore that allows women to participate in theater and/or booths. Most establishments have restrictions for women for various reasons. (I am aware of these reasons, but this blog is focused on sensuality and not on discussing them.)

My initial adult bookstore interaction was at Fritz the Cat which was in West Virginia during the early 2000s. At that time, it was a shady adult bookstore situated near a truck stop and a strip club. It was the perfect setting for such an establishment.

During my initial visit, I engaged in oral sex with a few men through a glory hole that was not ideally sized for sucking cock. However, the size of the hole was not a hindrance, and the fun took place regardless. I also explored the theater, which featured old wooden stadium-style chairs, and at one point, a bleacher-style bench appeared on the front left side. I would fuck a man, or multiple men, while b observed.

I was not permitted to enter the booths or the theater without a male partner accompanying me. This arrangement was put in place for my safety at that time.

With new ownership, the now renamed Adult Land has undergone a transformation not just in name but in the entire space. The remodeled establishment has left me thoroughly impressed. Throughout the years, I have often pondered about how adult bookstores could be more inclusive and welcoming to someone like me - a petite, voluptuous woman who enjoys safe sexual encounters.

Adult Land has gone above and beyond my expectations. This bookstore has truly surpassed even my wildest and most adventurous ideas.

On Thursday night, we ventured into the adult bookstore around 8pm, an hour later than originally planned. The theater, at that time, hosted about a dozen individuals, mostly men with a few couples sprinkled in.

The atmosphere didn't quite hit the mark for us on that particular Thursday night. Instead, we reveled in the role of voyeurs, a new experience for me as I typically find myself at the center of the action rather than an onlooker.

The evening proved to be enjoyable, as we took pleasure in observing others engage in play. In between, we found ourselves chuckling at the sometimes comical elements of the adult films playing on the multiple screens in front of us. While we engaged in some conversation with a few individuals, we mostly kept to ourselves that night.

It's perfectly okay if the atmosphere doesn't feel right for engaging in play. It's essential in any sexual encounter to be comfortable with your boundaries and attuned to your needs at that moment. On Thursday night, relaxation was what I needed.

Come Friday, we kicked off the day with a picnic lunch at the park and spent most of the day unwinding, in anticipation of the night's festivities,
before making our way back to the bookstore.

Upon our arrival, we immediately made our way to the theater, taking a moment for our eyes to adjust to the dim lighting. A gentleman approached us and asked if he could sit next to us, to which I agreed. After a brief conversation, I casually asked him if he would like to fuck me.

The man eagerly agreed to my invitation, swiftly unbuttoning his pants. I proceeded to pleasure him orally, and as he neared climax, I paused momentarily to convey my preference. With a whispered warning not to cum in my mouth, I resumed until he reached climax, releasing onto his stomach.

Following our intimate encounter, he excused himself, and I took the opportunity to refresh myself in our travel trailer. When we returned to the theater, we settled on the couch near the couples' room, where a captivating show was about to unfold. The performance entailed the use of around two dozen whips, floggers, and similar implements, creating a visually striking and artistically executed display. The shared experience was both beautiful and engaging, showcasing a diverse array of erotic practices and interests within the audience in the couples' room.

Sex can be a form of art…beautiful, sensual, sexual art.

After the conclusion of the show, the theater emptied out as attendees dispersed to grab refreshments, visit the restroom, or have a smoke break. Anticipating the return of most, I remained in the theater where the atmosphere was relatively calm. While I was enjoying myself, my desire to be fucked lingered. Engaging in conversations with two different men—a young and an older gentleman—proved enjoyable but did not progress to fulfilling my desire for penetration.

Feeling a hint of disappointment, I was on the verge of giving up when a courteous man approached me, introduced himself, and politely asked for a seat beside me. His display of manners, respect, and kindness immediately caught my attention, solidifying my positive impression of him. I welcomed his company, appreciating his thoughtful approach.

Feeling tired and sensing the impending close of our time at the venue, I wasted no time in expressing my desire for this man to fuck me. His enthusiastic agreement to engage in sexual activity was met with my immediate action, as I positioned myself on the floor before him and began sucking his cock. He communicated his nearing climax, demonstrating thoughtfulness by seeking guidance on where to release, acknowledging and respecting my boundaries regarding ejaculating into my mouth—an act that requires my explicit consent in such public settings like this.

Friday night did not go the way I had hoped. We left without a single cock entering my wet pussy…but hopeful for our next night's adventure.

On Saturday afternoon with b, we engaged in reflective conversation about our recent bookstore experiences and how they intertwined with our shared journey. We delved into new possibilities for future explorations and adventures, drawing upon over two decades of a relationship that has been richly saturated with kink. Our wide array of experiences has included attending numerous swingers parties, exploring various fantasies, and even co-managing a swinger club alongside another couple for a few years. We have connected with fellow kinksters in various states and countries, enjoying a myriad of kinky encounters. Alongside these explorations, I also embrace polyamory, further enriching our dynamic.

Despite this wealth of experiences, my arousal and desire for erotic exploration remained pronounced, hinting at more thrilling escapades yet to come.

Upon our arrival at the theater, I wasted no time in initiating my quest to fulfill my desire to get fucked. After allowing our eyes to adjust once again to the dim lighting, we settled into a seat in the left corner of the room. Seizing a moment to excuse myself to the bathroom, I strategically chose this corner as it necessitated walking the length of the room, providing me with an opportunity to survey the presence and locations of potential male attendees to have fun with.

Exiting the bathroom, I opted to walk behind the front row of seating, a path that led me past numerous men gathered around the theater. In a bold move, I approached each group and uttered the provocative statement, "If you wanna fuck me, follow me," prompting several enthusiastic volunteers to follow.

Positioning themselves behind a couch, I assumed a kneeling position with my forearms resting on its back. Selecting a man at random, I beckoned him with a simple "you, come around here and fuck me," a directive he willingly followed, marking the start of my fun filled evening.

After preparing the first man with a condom, I eagerly assumed a position bent over the couch, offering my tight and moist pussy for his insertion. As he entered me, I made a deliberate gesture towards the watching men, inviting them to witness the intimate exchange unfolding before them.

Fixating on another man in the vicinity, I beckoned him to step forward and position himself behind the couch, directly in front of me. As he freed his hardened cock from his pants, I wasted no time in engulfing it with my mouth, relishing in the sensation of his arousal. The erotic energy emanating from the spectators only added to the intensity of the moment, heightening the shared experience of pleasure and desire.

Upon the completion of their respective encounters, I extended an invitation to two more men, signaling for their participation in the ongoing exploration of sensual delight and mutual gratification until we were finished.

Taking a well-deserved break after engaging in this “mini-train”, I recognized the importance of pacing myself. It was around 5pm and we intended to stay for several more hours. We went outside for fresh air before returning to the theater.

In a spontaneous moment, I approached a man with a proposition to fuck me on a sex chair, to which he respectfully declined. However, he expressed a willingness to receive a blowjob instead. I politely declined, stating that I was there to get fucked that night.

Knowing what you want and expressing it clearly is essential in any form of sexual interaction, whether it’s engaging in oral sex or penetrative activities. It's ok to say no. It's ok to set your boundaries and only engage in the activities you wish.

The festive atmosphere at Adult Land that night, complete with a celebration of the owner's birthday and a Cinco de Mayo party, added an extra layer of enjoyment to my experience. The abundance of delicious food and snacks provided by the venue demonstrated their attention to detail and commitment to creating a welcoming and enjoyable environment for all guests.

While I have fond memories of my experiences at Fritz, the transition to Adult Land has brought about new adventures and opportunities for exploration. Embracing change and welcoming new possibilities in our sexual journey can lead to exciting discoveries and memorable moments.

As I returned upstairs to continue our evening, the array of TVs playing various porn movies around the space added an extra layer of stimulation and excitement to our surroundings. The visual display of erotic content, the fucking, licking, and sucking likely heightened the already charged atmosphere, setting the perfect stage for spontaneous and intimate encounters.

Amidst the various scenes playing out on screen, a man in the corner caught my attention as he boldly stroked his impressive cock.

Without hesitation, I grabbed a Magnum condom and confidently approached him, asking simply, "Hello, do you want to fuck me?" The directness and spontaneity of the moment led to a thrilling and pleasurable encounter that added to the already intoxicating atmosphere of Adult Land. The sexual connection and chemistry between us made the experience even more enjoyable and memorable.

He eagerly responded with a "yes" as he stood up, his excitement evident in his hard and ready state. Without hesitation, he made it clear that he was eager to pleasure me with his big cock. Leaning over the back of the couch with one hand on the wall, I felt his strong grip on my hips as he slowly entered me with his impressive size. The anticipation of being filled by him excited me as he began to fuck me.

A man who starts slowly and ensures the comfort of his partner while adjusting to his size is a skilled lover, and I could feel his expertise as he gradually increased his pace. I bit my lip and pressed back against him, signaling my desire for him to ravish me without holding back, which he did without hesitation. His relentless passion and skill led me to multiple orgasms, yet he remained rock hard and eager for more.

At my suggestion we moved to the couples room, with b joining us along the way. After a quick break for some diet coke, we found ourselves on the couch by the glass, where he wasted no time in pulling down his pants to continue our encounter. It was the intense experience I had been longing for that night.

I couldn't let the weekend of sexual escapades end without exploring the glory hole booths. I invited two men to wait outside the booths to join me, and b followed along. We stepped into one booth, with one man on the other side, and b observed as I pleasured, stroked, and teased the first man's cock.

After my encounter with the first man, another man entered the booth. He had previously shown me a picture of his cock not to boast, but to seek my approval. Eager to satisfy him, I made sure to give him an extra good blowjob, letting him know that I wholeheartedly approved.

The first man then joined b and me in our booth to witness the spectacle of me pleasuring the second man. There is a certain allure to watching a person being orally pleasured through a glory hole.

After finishing with cock #2, cock #3 entered the adjoining booth. As he settled in, I took the opportunity to stand up and stretch my legs, acknowledging the physical challenge of crouching down to suck a man. I couldn't help but think that glory holes should be equipped with a step for the person being pleasured to make the experience more comfortable for me.

#3 initially appeared a bit shy, which I soon realized was due to the presence of the other men in the booth with me. He wanted to know who would be servicing him, which was a valid concern. Crouching down and bringing my head close to the hole, I asked him who he preferred to suck him. His choice was me, a decision I had suspected given his glances my way every time I passed by him that night. After a brief chat, I motioned for him to come closer, taking his dick in my hand and giving it a few teasing strokes before finally licking the head.

I have a genuine appreciation for a good cock and enjoy the act of sucking. This isn't just to titillate readers; I truly love sucking cock. Sometimes, I like to take my time and savor every inch before diving into the main event. The beauty and anticipation of what's in front of me can be an integral part of the experience for me.

After he finished, I made a bold suggestion to him, leaning in and proposing the idea that he should fuck me sometime if he was interested.

The claustrophobic heat of having three people crammed into a booth with an active glory hole proved to be too much to handle. It wasn't the sexy, sweaty kind of heat, but rather a suffocating lack of oxygen that left me feeling overwhelmed. Deciding that enough was enough, I resolved that from now on, only one other person besides myself would be allowed in a booth at a time, with few exceptions. The night had been intense, and I needed a break from any further excitement through the glory hole.

Despite being pleasured by multiple men that night, I found myself still incredibly horny. It made me wonder if this insatiable desire was perhaps a welcomed aspect of menopause that I had been hoping for or if it has more to do with me stepping away from some of the stress life has been pounding on me.

After taking a moment to cool off and catch my breath, I returned to the theater where I proceeded to indulge in the company of two more men, one after the other. When finished, b and I took a few minutes to savor our evening adventures before deciding to call it a night.

We left, but, I was still beyond horny.

Once we were settled in for the night, I had b orally pleasure me while I texted with a sexy man I have fucked off and on over the past 5 or so years.

He texted me all the naughty things he wanted to do to me, with me, inside me…while b licked me to orgasm several times. It was incredibly sexy.

I woke up Sunday morning expecting to be satiated, however driving towards home I was more horny than when our sexcapades started on Thursday.

2 days later on Tuesday I met with the man I was texting and he licked and fucked me to orgasm for several hours. I was now satisfied and ready to look for my next sexual adventure.

I hope you enjoyed reading about my sexual adventures this weekend.

Until next time…

Kisses 💋
Shorty

Shorty’s Gangbangs and Bookstore Shenanigans