This Ain't Your Dad's Adult Bookstore

This Ain't Your Dad's Adult Bookstore
This is how I imagine all Adult Bookstores to look like.

So, Saturday I decided to finally meet a guy, I shall call him Magnum for now, that I have been emailing and texting for a few months. I thought he fell off the face of the earth when I had not received a message in a couple of weeks, but he stated with his job he sometimes fall off the radar when on assignment. Yes he has one of those types of jobs where I cannot disclose what he does, but at least I know that his disappearance was due to work and not me.

Se saturday he text me and things were getting a bit hot and heavy. He suggests that we go to an adult bookstore that is just across the Chicago boarder in a western suburb. I said sure but needed a half hour to get ready. Luckily for him I had just showered.

So on the way to the bookstore, we chit chatted a bit about what he had been up to, what I had been up to and the various things people do to keep the inevitable silence from creeping in on a long drive west. Things were feeling a bit heated for me, like I wanted to crawl out of my coat and die for some reason.

Why was I all of a sudden feeling nauseous? When did I feel embarrassed? Why in the hell was I nervous? I have had lots of foreplay at a dungeon I was once a member of, I have had orgasms in front of a room full of 20 people up to 400, so the adult bookstore should have been nothing to me, but it was making me nervous!

All of these questions were going through my mind as I was conversing with Magnum. He was cute, seemed smart, and though he has an accent I did not have much trouble trying to understand him. He is definitely a keeper if he is available for the taking.

As we pulled onto the side street that the bookstore was located, I started to feel a bit creeped out. We were in the middle of an industrial park, nothing significant to remember other then a fire house was near by. I needed to make sure of my surroundings in case this guy turned out to be some crazy guy. You never know these days what might happen.

After we parked, I had to smoke a cigarette. Of all days to quit smoking it had to be Saturday. I had my last smoke, we conversed a little with one of the guys heading in and then we walked in. He paid $10 for us to get into the "theater", which also included the private viewing booths that has 15 movies you could choose from, and a spa is included if you attend Monday through Thursday.

We headed to the main theater and sat in the couples section. It had your vanilla porn playing on the screen and it was about to go anal. I was sitting there giggling and making fun of the movie and the fake sounds the woman was making, and Magnum was filling me in on the Brazilian actors and what they were saying.

Can I just say that the men who go to these adult bookstores are perverts! I thought I had seen some perverts in my day, but nothing is creepier then the feeling of someone standing behind you trying to catch a glimpse of what you were doing with your partner!

The guy that we were conversing with outside was now sitting close to the couples section. Part of me was wondering if he wanted in on our little night of fun or if he was just antsy and couple not find a seat he liked. Reason I think that is he would get up, walk right past me glancing over and then leave the theater and then return after a few minutes.

I have to say that I have never in my life had a threesome yet, and I was not about to at an adult bookstore with a guy I just met for the first time after talking for almost 6 months, and definitely not with some horny guy roaming around an adult bookstore looking for some pussy.

For the most part, Magnum and I were keeping things pretty tame, just watching the movie. After awhile, I decided that I would put my hand on his leg as the international sign that all is ok and you can now touch me. Once I had my hands in his lap, that is when the creepers started coming around. We were the only couple in the section at first, but once another couple showed up, these creepers started flocking like flies on shit!

I had notice a couple of the guys that were jerking off in the theater, but the rest were kind of waiting on someone to show up or one of us ladies to invite them into the couples section. This particular bookstore was on top of keeping the creepers from just barging in on couples. I can appreciate this as I was there with a particular person and was leaving with that person, I was already nervous enough before I got there about these creepers that I did not need one just suddenly plopping down next to me thinking it was ok to feel me up!

Once things with me and Magnum started to get a bit heated, we decided that we would hit a private booth. Lets just say the private booths are like the Champagne Room for strip clubs, whatever happens in the booths stays in the booth.

It started out like most porn does, we slipped in the room, locked the door and were half dressed and making out by the time the first knock on the door happened. Next time I am bring a sign and kindly putting it on the door that says "Occupied, please move along" so that I am not losing my mood as I keep thinking someone is going to barge in.

It sure it doesn't help that I am a screamer either. All the horndogs hanging out in the halls were drooling with their jaws on the floor. Mind you I am an average looking chick that likes kinky sex and an exhibitionist type. I am the type that does not care if others hear me, no different then listening to porn on loud, except that my screams are real and not acted out.

I would have to say that if I got invited again to an adult bookstore like this I would go, this time i would be a little more adventurous as I was not sure what to expect at first. I have to say that I do not recommend this for a first date, even though that is what my adventure turned out to be, but this is definitely something I recommend couples try at least once if they are looking for something that is kinky in a way that does not require a lot of toys and thought. Just get into your sluttiest outfit, pay the man at the counter and have some kinky perverted fun!

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