It was this missed appointment that brought me into this store.Almost two hours to kill in the Montparnasse district and enough useless things at home to take yet another trip to Fnac or the shops on rue de Rennes.It's hot, I don't want to encourage the scam business of drinking poorly served mousse for 10 bucks so I walk a little... I have time and I never usually have it, I'm always running after and there, I don't know how to exploit this time that providence has just entrusted to me... which flows through my hands like dry sand, clepsydra!I go back up the rue de la gaîté. It’s changed a lot! During my adolescence, I dreamed of passing those red curtains that hid the entrances to sex shops just enough. Furtive glances as you pass by the stalls of glossy papers, magazines with beautiful girls...souvenirs... Today, as an adult, it's funny to feel this hullabaloo in your stomach at the idea of ​​going through this curtain.The Odyssex, I push the curtains, furtively, away from the cowboy who enters his saloon. Pictures everywhere, girls everywhere, impaled by competitive cocks, and I mean cocks! in the same hole, and with a smile too! The hairy pussies of my adolescence have given way to sweet and tender meats exposed, exhibited, opened, even inspected by the lens... but it's good! These are small open pussies, Malabar pink, belonging to girls who are still far from thirty… this power of the pussy guides me from here to there to the back of the store.I no longer look at the “others”, I am hypnotized by these young girls, each sexier than the other, more beautiful each time than her friend in the cover next door, naughtier each time.I stop in front of the sperm lolita section... little German girls on their knees surrounded by veiny cocks, ready to explode... dripping, soiled, overflowing with cum: I find them even more beautiful like that. Especially brunettes with those white streamers stuck to their hair.It's decided, I'm going to ask for a card at the checkout to skip all these girls, to have the pleasure of looking at the works of these sluts...I overcome my red cheeks, I pay, I'm given a cabin number and I go down the stairs which take me to the basement... Another atmosphere... men waiting in the corridor... smoky atmosphere, predators on the lookout who push me to look at the tips of my shoes when I pass by, I meaning scrutinized because they all seem to know each other, to be used to the place.I am the white rabbit who runs past the foxes, a mixture of fear and excitement.My cabin, number 16, is in a small recess, the foxes see me going in and I barely have time to get to know the place, to get used to the darkness as the latch lowers at a regular pace... the foxes are testing the entrance to the henhouse.I settle down, I take possession of the space, I take the time to choose my film…I search and find the sperm lolitas of GGG and I start to enjoy the place.The film has its effect, I don't feel frustrated putting the sound on (impossible for me) and the latch which lowers regularly excites me more and more.After a few ejaculates in the mouth, the lolitas are soaked, I feel that I am hot, in my cheeks and in my stomach, I lift the door lock and I let things happen... My eyes are riveted on the screen, I don't dare turn my head but now that the latch is raised someone has half-opened the door and is looking at me. I am petrified, I am there, standing, staring at the images while I myself attract the attention of the curious because there are now three or four shadows that I sense in front of my cabin. I'm a little stressed, I've lost all erection, but I'm still excited... the mind is there, it's only the body that doesn't follow... I'm afraid that's all, I feel like I'm a small prey and two individuals enter my cabin and close it behind them.I only hear breathing and the background sound of the film, men's moans, the sound of fucking and the muffled cries of girls getting fucked everywhere, on the set, in front of the camera, in the other cabins: everything my space-time is a mess, tails mishandling little pussies, asses, girls..;Hands wander over me, squeeze my buttocks, touch my tail, I am paralyzed, it is the first time I have undergone this treatment, an internal battle occurs in my head, the fear of meeting an acquaintance, and the idea of ​​offering myself to strangers seemed to me to be the experience to live in the moment.I'm docile, I let it happen, these hands pass over my chest, my nipples are pinched and I don't like it... a backward movement. No problem, the person concerned abandoned them to take an interest in the belt which he cannot undo. I help him, finally, my hands help him Pants at the ankles, caresses through the underwear, I get hard like never before…. My cock is free and it's not the only one.I feel tails tapping against my thigh and I take the liberty of grabbing them; they are warm in my hand. This is something new for me, a milestone reached, a first! On the left, the largest cock, veined, tense, hard explodes in my fingers after a few back and forth...I watch this cream come out in jets, I accompany it until the end, until it no longer want more.All that will remain of this individual is this small puddle on the ground, he is repackaged and already out, disappeared... His sidekick closes be ...

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