Friday Night Lights

Jacqueline finished pulling into the parking space and turned her Prius off with hands that were visibly shaking, the familiar sensations she felt every single time washing through her. She sat in her car for a minute, her stomach tied in knots to the point where she felt sick, her heart hammering away in her chest, her hands gripping the steering wheel to keep them from shaking while her head spun with lightheadedness.

And the ache. The constant, burning, throbbing ache. Something that had her inner thighs wet as she squeezed and opened her legs rhythmically.

She glanced out the windshield at the parking lot, the flashing neon signs painting the pavement in garish splashes of red, yellow, and green. It was Friday and the parking lot was almost full, Jacqueline able to pick out the dark silhouettes of a half dozen people sitting in several of those parked cars.

Watching. Waiting for their own moment to go inside.

Jacqueline panted and wanted nothing more than to slip a finger between her labia, to delve into her clenching vulva, and then use her lubricated fingertip to circle her aching clit. It would be so easy. The bottom edge of the sleek red tube dress she had on barely covered her mound while the top hem clung precariously to her hard nipples, and with the black satin crotchless panties there would be nothing to stop her. She closed her eyes while her body shuddered at just the thought, but after a deep, slow breath she reached over to open the door and step out into the hot, humid night.

The pavement was still uncomfortably warm against Jacquelin's bare feet. She had taken the time to slip her fishnet stockings on before leaving the house, the pair that let every one of her toes slip through the black netting while she could feel the strings pulled taught between each one, the black fishnet coming up to midthigh, but that didn't count. She could feel both the sting of the fishnet and the sting of the heat biting into the flesh of the soles of her bare feet and had to bite her lip to stifle a moan at the delicious sensations.

She had only just closed her car door and began to walk towards the sliding double glass doors when she heard other car doors opening and closing.

A tall, slim woman with black hair and D cup breasts, a red tube dress clinging to her body with fishnet stockings and no shoes walking all by herself.

One or two, then a handful, then at least a dozen. She glanced around the parking lot as men began to converge on her while she held her clutch tightly in her hand.

She wanted to run, to flee to the imagined safety of the sliding glass doors while her heart tried to beat out of her chest, but continued with her slow, sedate walk, her hips swaying while the neon signs painted her in garish hues.

No one called out tonight, no one catcalled or made any crude suggestions, and Jacqueline wasn't sure if she was grateful or disappointed as the doors slid open and a rush of chill air flowed out to envelope her. She shuddered at the feel of the cold air caressing her damp inner thighs, icy fingers brushing against swollen labia. Goosebumps prickled her skin on her arms and legs and it seemed as if her nipples somehow managed to get even harder.

Jacqueline stepped inside, a hand reaching behind to lift the hem of her dress all the way up to her lower back, a fingertip caressing the narrow band of gauzy fabric of her crotchless panties that slipped between her cheeks while she let all the men behind gaze at her bare ass.

The store was as crowded as what Jacqueline had expected. A dozen men of every description, as white as Jacqueline or as dark as any of the men in her many dreams, short, tall, old, or so young as to just be old enough to get in the door, bearded and even shaved bald, all of them standing among the rows of DVD's and glossy magazines stacked on waist high display shelves. A few couples and even two women gazed through glass display counters filled with toys just as varied as the men.

Jacqueline's eyes were drawn to a woman in the clothing section who was turning her torso from side to side while wearing a lingerie halter top that cupped the bottom of her breasts while leaving her exposed, a crowd of men gathered close to admire her, and another woman holding a double dildo as thick as Jacqueline's forearm, the heads on each end of the dildo flattened and animalistic with a prominent spiky ridge running around the glans of the silicon beast.

Jacqueline suppressed the surge of excitement she felt looking at the woman and wondered who... or maybe even what... had been used as a model for that particular dildo.

Jacqueline caught the eye of the clerk behind the glass counter next to the register, an older balding overweight man with a ponytail that reminded her of the cartoon character on a kids TV series who ran a comic book store, scraggly goatee and all.

William gave her a knowing and familiar smile with a slight nod before returning to checking out the customer standing in front of him, Jacqueline walking slowly through the room while she felt every eye turning towards her to follow her progress.

She forced herself to keep her pace slow and even, her stomach tied in knots while her body trembled. Every sense seemed to be in slow motion, every sensation amplified, the bite of the fishnet stockings between her toes and feel of the plush carpet on her bare feet, the brush of the fabric of her dress against her skin with every step, the pulling rasp of cloth against her hard nipples and cold caress of air against her wet inner thighs and labia. She could see men begin to move in ones and twos, could hear the sliding glass doors open with a subdued whoosh behind her as more men came in. Jacqueline had to bite her lip and still couldn't help giving a low, nonstop moan as she struggled to keep to her slow, measured pace as she crossed the room.

An open hallway was on the opposite wall from the entrance, a dark shadowy arch with a series of numbered doors leading off into the gloom. Number six was down there, halfway down the hallway, third door on her right.

Jacqueline stepped into the shadowed gloom, her body screaming for her to hurry, to run the last few feet so she could slam that door shut behind her, but again she forced herself to take one slow, measured step after another while her heart continued to hammer in her chest.

Finally, thankfully, Jacqueline stepped inside the small dimly lit closet like room and closed the door, her fingers trembling while she found and turned the latch. Jacqueline leaned back against the door, her mouth wide open while she panted and tried to catch her breath.

There was the muffled sound of another door opening and closing from out in the hallway and Jacqueline glanced at the wall and the round, dark hole that had been cut at waist height. She licked her lips and stared at that hole while a hidden shadow moved in the room beyond. She could hear the rustle of cloth, a soft grunt and then suddenly a dick was shoved through.

The man was about average in length with a nest of light brown hair around the base, his glans mushroom shaped with a bead of precum already forming at his tip, nothing really special, and absolutely delicious in Jacqueline's eyes.

With a low moan of pleasure Jacqueline sank down onto her knees, her fingers pulling her tube dress up until it was around her waist as she sank onto the plush carpet and leaned forward. The smell of Irish Spring with a hint of musky sweat filled her nose while she took the shaft in her right hand and pulled the man's foreskin back so she could admire his glans.

The large, clear drop of precum glistening at the slit at the tip of the man's glans had only grown larger and Jacqueline rose up to smear that drop onto her nipple before running the glans in circles over her areola.

"Ahhhhhhh," Jacqueline sighed and used her hard nipple to tweak the slit in the head of the man's glans.

Jacqueline used the man's precum to lubricate her other nipple while her left hand strayed between her legs so that she could pinch and pull her labia.

With a final whimper Jacqueline guided the dick to her mouth, her lips kissing just the head before she used her tongue to coat the entire glans in her saliva with taste of the man's slightly salty precum coating her tongue. Finally as she pulled down as hard as she could on her labia she slipped the entire length into her mouth until she felt the familiar pressure against the back of her throat.

Jacqueline moaned around the man's shaft, her body shaking and then began to slip the hard length in and out of her mouth. She quickly built a rhythm of deep throating the man and then suckling on just his glans while her hand stroked his length, the soft skin slipping along his shaft beneath her fingers and in only minutes she felt his length jerk in her mouth.

Jacqueline let the first spurt of sperm fill her mouth, the thick, viscous cum chalky and slightly bitter before she pulled him out to let him finish across her forehead and eyes. She was a little disappointed at what little the man had provided her as the stranger pulled his dick out of the hole, her fingers trailing through the slipper warm cum on her eyelids to trail it over her cheek.

Jacqueline let a finger caress her vulva, just a fingertip circling her already gapping hole while she knelt and waited patiently.

Less than a minute passed before another dick was shoved through the hole, this one similarly proportioned but with very prominent veins and a larger, more bulbous glans. This man's smell was stronger, muskier with a hint of cum left uncleaned for too long. Jacqueline spit on the bulbous glans and used her hand to wipe him as clean as she was going to manage and then slipped him into her mouth.

Again she easily deepthroated the shaft in her hand, pressing hard to feel the pressure against the back of her throat before she began to slip him in and out of her mouth. Jacqueline reached behind her to run the fingers of her left hand between her toes, the fishnet biting into the sensitive skin and then returned to pinching and pulling her labia. The stranger grunted and began to thrust so that Jacqueline only had to hold her head still, hold his shaft in her hand while he fucked her face. She made a wet 'ungh, ungh, ungh' each time he would thrust his length down her throat, saliva coating and dripping from her chin. Again, it was only a few minutes before the man gave a muffled 'Fuck!' and she felt the warm spurt of cum fill her mouth. She quickly took the man out and aimed lower so that his hot semen splashed across her chest and neck.

"That was sweet," a voice said from the other room after the dick was pulled away.

Jacqueline panted for breath while her right hand smeared the warm cum over her breasts, two fingers of her left hand plunging deep into her clenching vulva. Jacqueline continued to pant and listened as the door in the other room was opened, voices speaking outside before the sound of movement and the door closing once more.

The dick that was presented to her this time was a little longer than the previous two, but his girth was enormous. Jacqueline eyed the thick length and accepted the challenge while she used two fingers to pinch the sheath of her clit between her fingertips, her hips rocking to rub her button beneath the hard pressure she was applying. Jacqueline took the dick in her mouth, the girth stretching her jaws and making her gag slightly until she was able to relax and finally feel the glans pushing against the back of her throat. This man had also pushed his balls through the hole, two soft bags of flesh that Jacqueline massaged gently while she boobed her head to shove the dick in and out of her mouth. The minutes passed with the wet sound of the dick thrusting into her mouth filling the room until the man surprised her by shooting a jet of sperm into the back of her throat without any warning. Jacqueline gagged and pulled him out so she could swallow, letting the following spurts splash across her lips, open mouth and nose.

"Thank you," a breathless voice said from the other side of the wall.

Dick after dick presented themselves to Jacqueline, one after another after another for her to pleasure and be rewarded with a gift of warm cum. Small ones barely three inches long to the largest of the night so far that was closer to eight. More cum splattered across Jacqueline's face and black hair, across her chest and breasts, her hand smearing the warm, thick cum over her chest, her cheeks, the curve of her breasts from the edge of her tube dress to the cleavage that plunged between them, a fingertip tracing the thick lubrication around her areolas. Her left hand was just as busy as her right, her fingers only straying from her throbbing clit and vulva, her tingling and swollen labia to occasionally run sharp fingernails over the bare soles of her feet or slip fingers between and spread apart her toes.

Jacqueline didn't even bother to count, more than happy to serve as many dicks as was presented to her until her knees would be raw from the plush carpet, always hoping for that one dick...

Jacqueline's eyes widened and she couldn't help but smirk.

"Speak of the devil..." Jacqueline whispered while admiring the chocolate brown length that was thrust through the hole in the wall.

The man wasn't the largest of the night for her, but certainly a nice length of at least six inches and maybe even seven inches. Jacqueline took him in her hand and ran her tongue slowly up and down his length before taking his glans in her mouth. There was a muffled grunt from the other room when Jacqueline sucked hard on his glans and then relaxed to take him all the way down her throat. She could feel her vulva squeezing in anticipation and after holding the man pressed deep into her throat for a half a minute at least before finally pulling him out as saliva ran down her chin.

Jacqueline leaned forward until her cheek was pressed against the wall, her lips inches from the hole while her hand continued to stroke the hard chocolate dick in her hand.

"Would you like to fuck me?" Jacqueline asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

"You want me in'ya," a voice replied in a deep, husky tenor, "Yea, I'll fuck you."

Jacqueline's face already covered in cum lit up in a smile while she stood. Her knees protested for a moment until she turned around with her ass towards the wall and bent over at the waist. She reached out with a hand to steady herself on the low bench that was against the far wall and began to back up, her free hand reaching between her legs to grab the shaft thrust through the hole.

"Ahhhhhh," Jacqueline sighed as she used her hand to guide the glans up and down between her labia.

Clear drops were already hanging from her swollen lips and after only two slow up and down passes the glans was more than lubricated. Jacqueline placed the hard glans against her vulva and then pressed slowly and steadily backwards.

There was a moment of pressure, a moment of stretching, and then the man's glans slipped past her vulva and glided smoothly into her.

Jacqueline whimpered and used both hands against the far wall to push back, her ass pressed firmly against the wall with the man buried inside of her. The man began to thrust, a loud thump echoing through the tiny closet each time his body hit the wall. Jacqueline could feel each sharp vibration through the thin wall, her body bouncing forward each time he hit. Her legs began to shake as she tried to stand on tiptoe, trying to get the angle just right to allow him to enter her just that tiny little bit more.

Jacqueline could feel the pressure building, could feel the need as her sheath squeezed down on the length violating her, and then gasped when she felt the familiar warmth filling her body after less than two minutes.

"No, no, no, no," Jacqueline whimpered trying to thrust herself back onto that wonderful dick only to have it pulled away.

"I was so close!" Jacqueline whimpered and felt the warm cum running down her inner thighs.

Jacqueline turned to the wall only to find it empty and grimaced, two of her fingers rubbing her clit to hold onto that wonderful sensation if only for another moment or two.

Another dick suddenly appeared before her face, five inches with a nice, bulbous head and a drop of precum already at the slit. Jacqueline knelt and took the dick in her mouth while hoping...

She loved vanilla, but always saved a little something extra special for chocolate.

Two of her fingers slipped inside her vulva to run through the thick cum still leaking from her body and onto the plush carpet while she sucked the glans in her mouth.

It was still early in the night, the store wouldn't be closing for another couple of hours.

She felt the warm spurt of cum fill her mouth and pulled the length out to let the next spurt splash across her nose and eyes.

The denial of her own relief was as much of the game as the pleasure she took in pleasuring dick after dick, of receiving each of her little rewards for a job well done.

She could always hope... could always wait for the next chocolate treat to show up to get the relief her body was crying out for with every single new dick that was thrust anonymously through that hole.