The Bookstore

Out of town on business I don’t have to behave.

I have for years, traveled for work. I truly enjoy it. It lets me put my hair down so to speak.
Being in sales I traveled from the Midwest to west Coast. This particular trip put me in Phoenix for 3 days. I love it there, the weather the town and most importantly the men.
I’ve been married for 20 years now. My husband is a great guy and our sex life is great. But being who I am I need more. Simply put, I love cock. Size shape color it makes no matter. I’ve been this way since I was a young girl.
After arriving in town and getting my rental car, I headed to the hotel I normally stay at. My last trip to Phoenix I had noticed an adult bookstore about 2 blocks away. Only having a 1 night stay that trip, I wasn’t able to check it out. This trip I had a little more time.
It was almost 8pm by the time I checked in. I quickly showered and put on a sexy black dress I had brought just for this occasion. Lace panties, heels and no bra completed the outfit.
I was hungry but that would have to wait. This little 5’ 4” blonde was on a mission.
It only took a couple of minutes to get to the theater. My heart pounding I walked in. The young clerk behind the counter smiled and said “Hello” and then pointed to a sign that said ‘Ladies Free’.
As I walked back towards the theater I could feel eyes already undressing me. Perfect I thought
Entering the theater it took a while for my eyes to adjust. When they did I could see 8 guys, most with their cocks out. Plus 3 that had followed me in. I walked to the front row and sat down.
Within a minute I was surrounded by 11 horny men offering me their cocks. I looked up and smiled at each and every one of them. Leaning toward in my seat I opened my mouth.
One by one I sucked each and every one, swallowing all 11 loads. They then proceeded to abuse my pussy and ass. I was in heaven. I lost count of how many fucked me. It didn’t matter. I wanted more.
I love anal. Being bent over a man’s cock thrusting in and out of my ass. I feel submissive, I feel like the whore I’ve always been.
The original 11 had now grown to 15. I could feel cum dripping from my ass. In that moment I wished that 15 men was 30.