My girlfriend and I had just finished a casual dinner and were heading back to my place. It was about 9:00 and neither of us felt like calling it a night just yet, so I suggested stopping at an adult toy store and maybe shopping for something we could play with at home. She hadn’t ever been to one before and was a little reserved about the idea, but sheepishly agreed to go along.
The thing about my girlfriend is that as incredibly sexy and attractive as she is, she’s led a remarkably inexperienced sex life. I’m definitely an A-type personality and believe her attraction to me was my cavalier attitudes toward sex and nudity. It was something she hadn’t been accustomed to and I can only guess that it helped free her of long-held inhibitions.
I found convincing her to acquiesce to my desires increasingly empowering. It was though I enjoyed corrupting her innocence enough to continually push her boundaries.
It started small at first. Having her text sexy lingerie selfies grew to full-blown nudes of herself. Insisting she go braless when we went out turned to having her remove her panties at a bar over drinks. I got so hard when I’d get her to venture beyond her comfort zone. I believe it all excited her as much as it did me.
We pulled in the lot of the adult store and went inside. The wall and aisles were packed with a full array of various sexual temptations: toys of every size and use, lingerie, magazines, videos… it was a virtual shopping mall of debauchery. Not having been in one before, she was taken aback with the idea of seeing such blatant displays of sex – let alone browsing through it.
She gave my hand a tight squeeze as I led her through the place. I stopped at a display of dildos and remarked at how authentic they looked. I then felt a real-feel dildo and told her how remarkable it was and asked her to do the same. With a red face, she reached out and held it like she so often did me. She was not comfortable and had her eyes darting around to see if anyone was watching, but did nervously admit that it did indeed feel real. I was loving it.
I let go of her hand and told her to hold it with both hands to really check it out. To squeeze the faux balls and stroke it. She balked, but I persisted until she did as I asked. She was red but was soon stroking that faux-cock in the aisle. I gave her a hug and a kiss on the side of her head as I put it back for her. I looked around to see what else I could have her do when I spied a door in the back leading to an arcade. Perfect.
I suggested we take a peek at some videos – and maybe buy one that we liked. I explained that there were private booths where we could search for a variety of porn. Plus, I added, we could get a little frisky before heading home. I’m confident that she’d never been in one before but wasn’t sure if she’d ever heard about what can go on in them. Her compliance hinted that she didn’t.
We walked past a couple of men in the small, dark hallway and entered one of the booths in the back. I sensed that she felt humiliated being gawked at like she was, which subsided to relief when I locked the door behind us. She told me that she couldn’t believe she was actually inside ‘one of these places’. I smiled and told her that I was proud of her as I fed bills into the arcade.
The screen came alive with two guys in a 69. Her eyes went wide and her mouth agape. I began flipping through the channels. Two women kissing, a blonde sucking a black cock, a brunette being spanked… it was a smorgasbord of sexual perversion. Her eyes were glued to the screen as I got behind her and began groping her while kissing her neck. She responded by grinding her ass against me, but her eyes never left the screen. I took her hand and placed it on the channel control and whispered for her to pick one before returning to kissing her neck again.
I don’t know if she settled on a threesome scene because it turned her on the most or that my actions excited her enough to stop searching and relish what I was doing: kneading her breasts while slowly unbuttoning her blouse. Her hand reached up to hold my neck as I nuzzled into hers. My hands were increasingly exploratory and she responded with excitement at every touch. I could feel her knees weaken when I groped her pussy through her jeans and knew her passions were being ignited once again. She got so passionate when she did new things she hadn’t done before. Soon her hand wandered behind her and found my hard-on.
It was then that I reached for the little door I knew was there. I’ve been there in the past and knew that that arcade had glory holes. All one had to do was swing open a small square of quarter-inch plastic to reveal a five-inch hole between booths. I was pretty sure my girlfriend wasn’t aware of any glory hole – let alone my opening one.
I had my girlfriend’s shirt open and kneading her breasts when, as expected, a cock slowly slipped through the hole. The flickering light of the video had a strobe effect as an undulating cock presented itself for attention. My girlfriend’s eyes were glued to the screen and she wasn’t aware of that cock yearning to be touched – but I was. I took her hand from my cock to our ‘neighbor’s’.
She gasped and pulled away, but I held her hand firmly. I whispered in her ear that it’s no different than the faux-cock she held before. I encouraged her to touch it, feel it, knead it as I ground my hard-on against her ass. I told her that no one would know. I told her to let go of her inhibitions. I told her that she needed this. I don’t know if it was the video or my persistence – or a combination of both, but her hand relaxed and allowed me to guide it over our neighbor’s cock. Her hand explored his erection as I again ground my hard-on against her ass in approval.
From behind, I led her other hand to that cock and turned her toward the hole. I could sense that she was accepting what I wanted her to do because when I gently pulled down on her shoulders, she too willingly complied and got to her knees.
There I was with my compliant girlfriend at an adult arcade, facing a cock sticking through a hole, both her hands roaming and touching it… and my knowing this was all because of me. I felt like I could have her do anything for me. My power over her was intoxicating. I wasn’t sure what limits there were anymore – and knew I intended to find out. But right then, she had to take him in her mouth.
I was behind her and pushed her head forward. I could sense her discomfort in having a strange cock inside her mouth, but also her acquiescence once it entered. It wasn’t long before I could let go of her head and soak in the sight of her corruption. A corruption that would never have happened if it weren’t for me.
We’ve always had great sex, but visions of a stranger’s cum seeping out of her mouth took that night to heights more than I could have imagined. Her passions were ignited like never before and I loved it. I knew then that I should never let go of that woman. Her submissiveness was as intoxicating as it was addictive.
And I didn’t believe she’d ever let go of me for the same reasons.