[M] Getting turned on at the haunted house.. [first time posting here]

I’ve worked in haunted attractions for a few years now. It’s just a passion of mine. This past year I worked in a place that decided to do something different the last weekend they were open. A full contact touch night. This is something I have dreamed of being a part of ever since I’ve visited other states where touching the customer is a normal thing. It just adds another level of fear.

The night arrives and I am nervous but mostly excited. Nervous because I’ve been hit in the face for just jumping out at people, nevermind touching them too. So as I am getting ready I contemplate what I’m going to do. There are rules in place as well as a safe word (for customers and actors). One of which is no touching a person’s genitals or being overtly sexual. It is not an 18+ night but it is very recommended. Anyone under 18 needed signed parental consent.

I’m dressed up. Amped up. Ready to scare the shit out of people. The first group comes by me. 3 mid 20s girls all clutching each other with, at this point, stuff taped to them and writing on their faces. I’m not sure what came over me because I hadn’t exactly planned on doing this but I grabbed one girl by the throat and pressed her against the wall. I was growling, deep and quietly as I sniffed up her neck to her ear. I wasn’t squeezing hard but apparently just enough because she let out this little whimper that instantly made me hard. As I let her go she gave me this look that was begging for me to grab her again. I turned and repeated this process to her friends. They were, however, not as responsive. I now knew what I was going to do for the next 6 hours. Group after group came through and I choked every one of them. Guys and girls. Some screamed and used the safe word so I had to let them go, some laughed, some bit their lip.

One girl approached me by herself while her group was being held up by another creature. She bit her lip and said “well aren’t you hot”. Again, instantly hard. I moved quickly toward her and grabbed her throat. She let out a not so subtle moan as her back pressed against the plywood wall. The moonlight hitting one side of us and the green light in the haunt hitting the other. The cool air brushing by us as I leaned in. I felt her hand on the side of my leg that was slightly between hers. Now I can feel pre cum leaking out like a faucet into my underwear. I sniff her neck. Letting my lips drag up skin to her ear. I let out a deep moan/growl in her ear. I feel her hips push forward in a slow humping motion as her hand lifts off my leg and up to my hand on her throat. She looks me in the eyes and physically makes me squeeze her neck harder. She opens her mouth to gasp for a breathe as I continued to squeeze and press my body against hers. Breathing on her neck slow deep breathes. My cock was against the outside of her leg and I knew there was no way she couldn’t feel it throbbing against her. She held my hand tighter and moaned again. People were coming and I knew if I didn’t send her on her way things would get bad. I grabbed her face and pushed her on her way.

Another memorable customer was this skinny young redhead who came through with duct tape across her mouth. She was with one other girl who was not taped. I grabbed the redhead and did my thing. As I squeezed I heard her muffle out through the tape “oh my God kiss me please?” And she leaned her face in. Her friend cheering us on telling me how much she likes what I’m doing. I grab one of her wrists and pin it over her head, still holding her throat as I slowly lick her lips on the other side of the tape. Cock rock hard again. I’m trying to keep it away from her but she pressed her hips against me. She feels it. She moans through the tape as her eyes get wide. I have send her on her way now.

Through the night I would say my cock never fully got soft unless there was a lull in between groups which can happen.

The night is over. My balls already hurt from being aroused for 6 hours. My underwear cold against my skin. It feels like I literally peed in them because of how soaked they were in pre cum. I could smell it. I say goodnight to some people and drive home. Fast. I rush in to the bathroom to wash my hands because they were filthy. My body knows what’s about to happen and is reacting accordingly. I’m hard again before I can even get my jeans down. I sit on the toilet with my jeans and underwear around my ankles. I look at my cock and watch the giant bead of pre cum rise out of my hole and quickly cascade down the head, then the shaft all the way to my base. Usually I spit in my hand before I start but there is no need. I wipe up the stream of self lubrication and wrap my hand around it. The veins so warm and pulsing. This is going to be over quick and I do not give one ounce of a fuck. I swivel my hand around the tip and pull it down to the base, another bead of pre cum as I glide my hand back up to the tip. Replaying in my mind those girls I choked. The ones that screamed and cried and had to use the safe word, as well as the ones who moaned and begged me to do it harder. Thinking about how many pussys I had made wet that night from grabbing their necks. Before I realized it I was cumming. Maybe 10 strokes in. My balls were unloading rope after rope after rope. The amount plus distance was certainly impressive. My heart was pounding and I was out of breathe. Sitting there soaked in cum. It was one of the best orgasms I’ve had by myself in my life.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7gvm7u/m_getting_turned_on_at_the_haunted_house_first