Tales from the work place. [F]

I recently started a new job at an adult movie theater. (yes, I know what you’re thinking. They do still exist.) I landed it on a whim and I couldn’t possibly turn it down, I get to hang out, do almost nothing and get paid? Sign me up!

My first week was pretty laid back, I met the regulars, I got a feel for some people who were being sketchy you know the drill.

One night a couple walks in, he’s tall, muscular, and extremely handsome! She’s thin, mousey brown hair, smaller chest, but walks in like she owns the place with her cute dress and fishnet tights.

They pay their fee and head to the back. At this point I feel as if I can figure out the porn from the people, I hear what sounds like a few spanks and giggle as I think to myself “God, that sounded so hot!”

That’s when everything changed, I noticed what I thought could be men talking. I hear them but I can’t see anything so what’s going on back there? A few more hits that sound like a swat across the ass and I’m dying to hear more!

I start looking for things to keep myself busy, bit also inch myself closer to the curtain so I can at least hear whatever is taking place. Lots of moaning, groaning, and more what sounds like skin on skin contact, then the gagging. You know the sound, the one that makes your eyes swell with tears, there’s spit everywhere, and you feel like you’re seconds away from swallowing someones cock.

I give in, I stand in the bathroom with the door open and listen as best as I can. I know they are back there with at least 2 other men. “Open your mouth! Open it, that’s good, just like that.” Holy shit, this is actually happening. I inch closer to the curtain. “You like that?” This time it’s a different voice, “take it I know you want it”.

That’s when the pounding starts, I swear I can hear every thrust, every smack, every bounce, jiggle, and moan between these people and it’s so sexy!

More skin slapping skin, I’m pretty much begging myself to give in and walk back there, drop my pants and ask if they have room for one more. I can feel the warmth between my legs growing hotter and hotter.

The sounds stops, “PLEASE CUM IN ME” the way she begs has me wanting to grow a penis and cum in her myself!

The animalistic sounds that seem to fill the building echo out. I know this is my cue to get back to my work station.

I quickly walk back to the register, straighten myself up and try to not look so flushed.

The husband walks out first, he gives me a quick nod and walks out the door. His wife follows, hair a mess, one stocking sliding down her leg and the other dropped to her ankle. She quietly says thank you and walks out the door. The third man, stays another 30 minutes before taking a few moments in the bathroom to himself, and walks out without saying a word.

I’ve seen them a few times since and can’t help but want to know more. In the most professional way possible, I ask what they are into so I can keep contact with them if they want to come back.

I look forward to their visits and look forward to hiding in the bathroom enjoying the sounds.

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Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/c3jqgh/tales_from_the_work_place_f