That was when I had an idea; I went to counter and handed them enough cash for a fistful of tokens, then I went into the video booths in back. I felt all the guys watching me as I walked towards them. It was strange, it felt like more than the usual ogling.
It was a small room, more like a closet with a flat screen that spanned the width of one wall, a little control panel underneath it and surround sound with a simple chair in the middle. It was kind of creepy; it smelled of disinfectant and I was a little hesitant to sit down but I did it. I took a breath and put some tokens in the control panel. Hundreds of videos were available and I picked one at random. It was a woman on her side being fucked from behind. She was sexy, as if someone had designed her to be a porn star; but as the camera pulled away and more came into view that wasn’t what held my attention. The big cock ramming in and out of her was what grabbed me. My breath caught a moment, I was panting as I watched him ram her. I felt my nipples stiffen, growing incredibly sensitive. I even felt my pussy moisten as he fucked her.
I leaned back in the chair, watching. I finally pulled my dress up and slid my hand into my panties, rubbing my pussy lips. It was amazing…so intense, so sexual. I panted and moaned softly as I watched. The video came to an end and I poured more tokens in. I found a video of a black guy fucking some petite blonde. I lounged in the chair, legs spread over the arms rubbing my pussy as my chest rose and fell. I heard breathing that wasn’t my own and I looked to my left. Someone was watching through a little peep hole. I almost said something but went back to watching the video and rubbing my pussy. I watched a third video, playing with my pussy as the men in booths to either side of me watched, and yet I hadn’t climaxed.
I was charged, burning with need. I was so horny I was practically shaking. I cleaned up using wipes from a dispenser in the room and walked out. My skin was flushed and hot. Men were watching me as I left. I went home, I knew it wasn’t good and I had to get my self control back. After a few hours the sensation subsided. I spent the rest of the weekend adjusting to my “conditionâ€.
