Glory hole

Brigitte's driver Hermann picked us up in Katy at 6:30. The traffic on I-10 was always heavy on Friday. Herm had been her driver since junior high and he doubled as her body guard. Always obsequious with her, usually gruff and impertinent with me, and this evening was no exception. He scowled at me and B told him to behave. He was imposing, standing six foot six and weighing close to 300 lbs so I made a point of not pissing him off. The limo was always stocked so we enjoyed a couple of drinks on our drive to the Petroleum Club for the Winter Gala. My tux was tight and uncomfortable, her mood was light and cheery.

We ate the rubber chicken and danced with the old fuddy duddies. We made the rounds and at 10:00 she whispered in my ear "Let's go to Sammy's". Sammy's was in Mid Town, a dive bar with live bands.

Herm pulled up to the front of Sammy's and dragged his mass out to open B's door. The bouncer called out to her as she exited the car, "Hey B", I noticed his eyes drifted towards her long and slightly parted legs as he offered her his hand. She saw it too, and didn't mind. She had that effect on men, and had long since grown accustomed to the sexual response she received from friends, acquaitances and total strangers. Herm was always there, watchfull. He knew that she attracted a lot of attention. Grill, the bouncer, ushered us inside and we headed for the bar.

The energy was high, and the black chick singing had the crowd grinding. We knocked back a couple of tequila shots and hit the floor. B always drew a crowd and tonight was no exception. I felt over dressed, so I tossed my coat and tie. As she danced, men would approach her, some she knew, others she didn't. She laughed at their lines and smiled at me. We'd only been married a year and I probably should have been jealous, but I wasn't. The singer began a slow song and she pulled me close, her body undulating against me. My cock began to harden. Again she whispered, "Let's get out of here".

Her limo was still idling by the door, so with Herm trailing us with my coat and stuff, we left the club. She started kissing me deeply as soon as we were seated. Herm raised the partition and we headed for home. We began to grope and fondle. I could smell her, sweaty and musky. I pulled her panties aside and began to suck on her beautiful big clit. She writhed in pleasure as I inserted a finger into her anus.

When we reached the Gessner exit she hit the intercom and said "Herm, take us to the bookstore."

"Yes Maam" he replied and proceeded to exit on Wilcrest and u-turn onto the access road. Herm parked in front. There are always plenty of parking places in the front. Most people parked in back where your car couldn't be seen. B was giggling as she sprang out and headed for the door. She placed her hand on the door jamb and looked at me over her shoulder. She slid her hand up under her dress and pried her panties down and over her heals. She tossed them to me and said "let's fuck".

At the counter she bought some tokens and dragged me by the hand past the theater to the video booths in the back. She picked a booth in the middle and started inserting the tokens into the slot. She flipped through the channels until she found some gay orgy porn, then she fell to her knees and unzipped my fly. My cock was already hard. It usually is around her. Her devil may care attitude always stirred me and still does.

She stood and and bent and guided me into her sopping wet pussy. The smell of jism, the loud groaning from the other booths, patrons and vids, the sweet smell of sex, combined to overwhelh my senses. She watched four guys with big cocks, sucking and fucking while she used her hands against the wall to push herself back onto to me, faster and faster,

Since I had never been in an adult bookstore before, I was taken aback when a rather large white cock came through a hole in the side of the booth we were in. B squeeked with pleasure and immediately grabbed it and swivelled so that she could wrap her lips around it. Despite my alcohol induced impairment, I felt my cum beginning to boil.

I continued to thrust, mesmerized by her feeding frenzy. She rammed backwards onto my cock, and then attempted to force the stranger's turgid cock deeper into her throat.

Squishy noises began to emanate from B's pussy and juice dripped down my balls, splattering on my dress shoes. I was startled when a hand grabbed my ass. "B" I said, there's another hole on this side. She grunted and pushed back even harder. The cock in her mouth began to piston in and out of her mouth while the big black hand squeezed my balls. B gurgled as the cock in her mouth squirted, spasm after spasm. He withdrew from her mouth with a loud pop. B spun to kiss me, her mouth dripping with jism and she came, splashing girl juice on the floor.

My cock, sopping wet, bounced up and down as she dropped to her knees and looked through the hole where the hand had been replaced with foot long black cock. She grabbed my cock and dragged me down beside her. "Suck it" she said. I couldn't take my eyes off it. It curved slightly upward, twitching, demading attention. She stroked my cock with her right hand and with her left she shoved my my head towards the hole. I don't know why, I couldn't help myself. I opened my mouth and tried to swallow it whole. She pushed harder, forcing it deeper until it popped down my throat. "You like that don't you Jim?)" She stroked my cock and leaned in to lick his massive hairy balls. He began to thrust into me, I gagged and my eyes started to water. I couldn't breath and when I didn't think I could hold my breath any longer he pulled back and shot a stream of cum into my face. I shuddered as my orgasm began, his hot fluid dripping from my chin. A wicked grin on her face, B said "I love bi boys".

We quickly put our clothes in order, and left the store. Herm followed us out a few minutes later tucking his shirt into his pants. B, smiling broadly said "Jim, Herm is very well hung isn't he?" We drove home in silence, unsure what would happen next.