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The Secret Life of Jeff

CHAPTER 1

Jeff, a married bank teller, discovers a hidden world of erotic desires in an adult bookstore. His secret passion for anonymous encounters with bi-curious men and women leads to a steamy affair, igniting a series of future adventures. 

The dimly lit adult bookstore buzzed with anticipation on a quiet Thursday evening, its seedy atmosphere heightened by the hushed whispers and furtive glances exchanged between its patrons. Among them, Jeff, a seemingly ordinary bank teller in his early 50s, concealed a burning desire beneath his unassuming exterior. With his brown hair, average build, and unremarkable appearance, he embodied the epitome of a straight, married man. Yet, the truth was far more intriguing.

Jeff had a secret—a burning passion for the erotic and the forbidden. His mundane life as a bank teller provided the perfect cover for his adventurous side, one that craved the thrill of anonymous encounters with bi-curious men and women alike. On this particular night, he found himself in his favorite haunt, eagerly awaiting the opportunity to indulge in his hidden desires.

As he wandered through the aisles, his eyes scanned the booths, searching for a sign of interest. The bookstore was a haven for those seeking discreet encounters, and Jeff knew the unwritten rules well. He chose a booth, its walls adorned with graffiti, a testament to the countless encounters that had taken place within. Positioning himself comfortably, he waited, his heart racing with anticipation.

Minutes felt like hours as he patiently waited for someone to join him in his little game. Just when he was about to give up hope, a figure entered the booth adjacent to his. Through the small peephole, Jeff caught a glimpse of a man, his features obscured by the dim light. But what caught Jeff's attention was the bulge in the stranger's pants, promising a thick, juicy cock.

Unable to contain his excitement, Jeff reached out, sliding his finger through the hole that connected their booths. He wiggled it playfully, a silent invitation that spoke volumes. The man on the other side, intrigued by this bold gesture, responded by pushing his crotch closer to the hole. Jeff's finger brushed against the fabric of the stranger's pants, feeling the heat emanating from his cock.

Eager to take things further, Jeff leaned forward, his mouth hovering near the hole. With a gentle nudge, he encouraged the stranger to reveal his prize. The man obliged, slowly unzipping his pants and freeing his erection from its confines. As the head of his cock emerged, Jeff caught his breath. It was a beautiful sight—a thick, veiny shaft, approximately seven inches long, standing proudly erect. The tip glistened with pre-cum, a testament to the stranger's arousal.

Jeff couldn't resist any longer. He parted his lips, sliding them around the hole, and took the stranger's cock into his mouth. The man on the other side let out a soft moan as Jeff's warm, wet mouth enveloped his sensitive flesh. Jeff savored the taste of him, swirling his tongue around the head, teasing the slit, and drawing out more of the salty pre-cum. His fingers gently massaged the base of the shaft, encouraging the stranger to thrust forward.

The stranger, overcome with pleasure, began to fuck Jeff's face, his hips moving in a steady rhythm. Jeff reveled in the feeling of the hard cock sliding in and out of his mouth, his lips and tongue working in unison to provide the ultimate pleasure. He could taste the man's desire, his own cock throbbing in his pants as he imagined the stranger's face, hidden behind the wall.

As the stranger's breathing grew heavier, Jeff knew he was close. He increased the suction, hollowing his cheeks and taking the cock deeper, his nose pressing against the wiry pubic hair. The stranger's hands gripped the edge of the booth, his body tensing as he neared his climax.

"Oh fuck, yeah, suck it, suck my cock," the stranger groaned, his voice hoarse with lust.

Jeff continued his expert blowjob, his mouth working furiously as he aimed to please. The stranger's cock twitched, signaling his impending release. With a final, powerful thrust, he came, filling Jeff's mouth with hot, creamy cum. Jeff swallowed eagerly, relishing the taste of his conquest, not wasting a single drop.

As the stranger's orgasm subsided, he withdrew his softening cock, leaving Jeff with a satisfied smile. They exchanged a knowing glance through the peephole, a silent acknowledgment of the pleasure they had shared. Without a word, the stranger zipped up his pants and left, disappearing into the shadows of the bookstore.

Jeff, still buzzing from the encounter, adjusted his clothes and stepped out of the booth. He felt a sense of liberation, knowing that his secret desires could be fulfilled in this hidden world. As he made his way out of the bookstore, he couldn't help but wonder who his next partner would be and what new pleasures awaited him in the dark corners of this erotic sanctuary.

Unbeknownst to Jeff, his encounter that night would be the first of many, as he became a regular fixture in the bookstore's booths, seeking out the thrill of anonymous oral pleasures with strangers. His married life remained a facade, while his true self thrived in the shadows, embracing his bi-sexual desires with each new encounter.

CHAPTER 2

The Glory Hole Encounter

Jeff's journey to a porn cinema leads to a thrilling encounter at the glory hole. As he steps into the dimly lit lobby, his anticipation grows, eager for the anonymous pleasure that awaits. The booths, designed for privacy, offer a unique sexual experience.

The cool night air did little to calm Jeff's burning desire as he made his way back to the porn cinema for the second time that day. His cock, still slightly throbbing from the earlier encounter, yearned for more attention, and the glory holes beckoned like a siren's call. With each step, he felt a mix of anticipation and nervous excitement, knowing that soon he would be anonymous again, indulging in his secret pleasure.

As he entered the familiar dimly lit lobby, the musky scent of sex hung in the air, heightening his arousal. He nodded at the cashier, a burly man who seemed to understand the unspoken desires of the cinema's patrons. With a quick exchange of cash, Jeff received a knowing wink and a key to one of the private booths.

Jeff navigated through the maze of corridors, his heart pounding with excitement. The booths were designed for utmost privacy, each featuring a small peephole and a glory hole—a gateway to anonymous delights. He unlocked the door and entered the confined space, his eyes adjusting to the dim light. The booth was illuminated by the soft glow from the pornographic film playing on the screen, creating an inviting atmosphere.

Leaning against the wall, Jeff took a moment to appreciate the setup. The glory hole, a perfectly round aperture, was positioned at the ideal height for oral encounters. He unbuttoned his pants, freeing his hard cock, which was already glistening with anticipation. As he began to stroke himself, his thoughts wandered to the potential partners on the other side. Would it be an adventurous young man curious about the pleasures of the flesh, or perhaps an experienced cocksucker who knew precisely how to drive him wild?

Jeff positioned himself before the glory hole, his erection standing tall and proud. He waited, straining his ears for any hint of movement from the adjacent booth. The silence was broken by the soft pad of footsteps, followed by the click of a lock as the neighboring door opened.

"Hey there," a deep, husky voice whispered from the other side. "You ready for some fun?"

Jeff's heart hammered in his chest as he replied, "Always." His voice cracked slightly, giving away his eagerness.

A pair of luscious lips appeared at the glory hole, their owner concealed from view. They were plump and inviting, and they skillfully enveloped the head of Jeff's cock, eliciting a soft moan of pleasure. His eyes rolled back as the stranger's tongue expertly swirled and teased his sensitive glans. This cocksucker was no amateur; he knew exactly how to deliver bliss.

"Fuck, that's good," Jeff whispered, his hands clutching the wall for support. The stranger's mouth slid down his length, taking him deeper, the heat and wetness enveloping him. It was a sensation he never tired of—the mysterious mouth, the illicit pleasure.

The stranger's lips formed a tight seal around his shaft, creating a vacuum-like sensation as they bobbed up and down. Jeff's breath quickened, his hips instinctively thrusting to meet each stroke. He could feel his orgasm building, but he yearished to prolong the exquisite torment.

"Suck my balls, too," he panted, his voice raspy with need. The stranger obliged, pulling back and taking each of Jeff's balls into their warm, wet mouth, lavishing them with gentle licks and sucks. The dual stimulation was heavenly, sending shivers of pleasure coursing through his body.

"You like that, don't ya?" the stranger teased, their breath hot on Jeff's skin. "Bet your wife doesn't do this."

Jeff groaned in response, his body quivering. The mention of his wife, who provided perfunctory blow jobs, only intensified his craving for these clandestine meetings.

The stranger returned to his cock, their mouth enveloping him once more. They picked up the pace, their lips sliding feverishly up and down, their tongue flicking along the underside of his shaft. Jeff's hands found the edge of the glory hole, gripping it tightly as he surrendered to the overwhelming sensations.

"Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum," he gasped, his voice raw with desire. The stranger showed no mercy, their enthusiasm mounting as they deep-throated him, taking him to the very back of their throat.

Jeff's orgasm exploded within him, and he unleashed his hot cum into the stranger's mouth, his seed spurting in powerful bursts. The stranger gulped down every drop, their lips never leaving his sensitive cock.

As Jeff's breathing slowed, he felt a deep sense of satisfaction and contentment. The stranger, having guided him to the pinnacle of pleasure, pulled away, leaving Jeff's cock glistening and sated.

"Thanks, man," Jeff whispered, his voice filled with appreciation. "You're incredible."

A soft laugh echoed from the other side, followed by the sound of the door closing. Jeff adjusted his clothes, his heart still racing from the intensity of the experience. He exited the booth, his mind already speculating about his next clandestine partner.

As he exited the cinema, Jeff couldn't shake the feeling of excitement for what the future held. The secret life he led, the anonymous trysts, and the pleasure he discovered in these glory hole booths were a thrilling escape from his mundane existence. He knew he would return soon, craving the forbidden fruit and the nameless mouths that could propel him to ecstasy.

CHAPTER 3

The Glory Hole Revelation

Jeff's secret addiction to glory holes at an adult bookstore leads him to invite his wife to join his sexual adventures, igniting a new chapter in their marriage filled with anonymous encounters and shared desires.

The dimly lit adult bookstore had become Jeff's sanctuary, a place where his secret desires found liberation. He had discovered a new addiction, one that left him craving more with each passing day. The glory holes at the back of the porn cinema were his newfound obsession, offering anonymous pleasures that ignited a fire within him. As he left the cinema after his second visit, his mind raced with the events that had just transpired.

Jeff couldn't deny the thrill of the unknown, the excitement of not knowing whose lips would wrap around his throbbing cock next. The anonymity of the glory holes was a powerful aphrodisiac, fueling his growing hunger for more. He realized that his once-a-week visits were no longer enough to satisfy his cravings. The thought of daily sexual encounters, of exploring his newfound bi-curiosity, was now a driving force in his life.

The next morning, Jeff awoke with a sense of determination. He had made up his mind to embrace his desires fully, no longer wanting to hold back. His wife, oblivious to his secret life, was about to become an unexpected participant in his newfound sexual journey.

After sharing a casual breakfast with his loving spouse, Jeff cleared his throat, ready to broach a delicate subject. "Honey, I've been thinking... about us, our intimacy," he began, his voice steady but his heart racing. "I want to spice things up a bit, and I think we should explore some new experiences together."

His wife, a beautiful woman in her late 40s with a kind smile, raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Oh, do tell, dear. What did you have in mind?"

Jeff took a deep breath, his heart pounding as he revealed his desires. "I want you to suck my cock every day, starting today. It's something I've been craving, and I think it could bring us closer."

Her eyes widened, a mix of surprise and curiosity flashing across her face. She had always been open-minded, and Jeff's boldness intrigued her. "Every day, huh? That's quite a request. But if it's something you want, I'd be happy to oblige. I've always enjoyed pleasing you."

Jeff's heart skipped a beat at her response. He hadn't expected her to agree so readily, but her enthusiasm only fueled his arousal further. "I also want to explore more... with others. I've been visiting a place, a cinema, where I can indulge in some... anonymous fun."

His wife's curiosity grew, and she leaned forward, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Anonymous fun, you say? Tell me more, Jeff. I want to know everything."

Jeff felt a rush of excitement as he revealed the details of his glory hole encounters, painting a vivid picture of the dark booths and the intense pleasure he had experienced. He described the skilled mouths that had brought him to the brink of ecstasy, leaving him craving more. His wife listened, her expression a mix of shock and arousal, as she realized the extent of her husband's hidden desires.

"So, you want me to suck you like those strangers do?" she asked, her voice laced with a newfound hunger. "I can do that, Jeff. I want to do that. But I also want to explore this with you. Take me to this cinema. Let me watch you enjoy yourself, and maybe I'll even join in."

Jeff's eyes widened at her suggestion. The idea of his wife witnessing his anonymous encounters was both thrilling and daunting. He had never imagined sharing this part of his life with her, but her willingness excited him beyond measure.

"Are you sure, my love?" he asked, his voice hoarse with desire. "It's a dark, lust-filled place, but if you're willing, I'd love to have you by my side."

Later that night, Jeff and his wife arrived at the porn cinema, their hearts pounding with anticipation. They made their way to the back, where the glory hole booths were located, each one a portal to a world of anonymous pleasure. Jeff's wife, her eyes sparkling with curiosity, peered into the dimly lit spaces, taking in the erotic graffiti on the walls and the moans that echoed from within.

Jeff led her to an empty booth, the faint glow of a small lamp illuminating the space. He positioned her on the small bench, her eyes fixed on the glory hole, a dark circle beckoning them into a world of forbidden delights. "This is where the magic happens," he whispered, his breath hot against her ear. "Watch and let your imagination run wild."

As they waited, the atmosphere grew thicker with anticipation. Jeff's cock, already stiff with excitement, throbbed against his pants, eager for release. Suddenly, a hand reached through the glory hole, fingers beckoning, inviting. Jeff stepped forward, his wife's eyes glued to his every move. He undid his belt, freeing his erection, and guided it towards the waiting mouth.

A warm, wet sensation enveloped him as the stranger's lips slid down his length, sucking and swirling with expert precision. Jeff groaned, his eyes fluttering shut as waves of pleasure washed over him. His wife, watching from the bench, felt her own arousal build as she witnessed her husband's anonymous encounter.

The stranger's mouth worked feverishly, their tongue dancing across the sensitive underside of Jeff's shaft. Moans and slurping sounds filled the booth, a primal symphony of desire. Jeff's wife, overcome with lust, reached down to touch herself, her fingers stroking her clit as she imagined the stranger's lips on her own body.

As Jeff's orgasm built, his wife's fingers quickened their pace, her breath coming in short gasps. They were both on the brink, caught in a whirlwind of shared pleasure. Jeff's hips thrust forward, his cock sliding deep into the stranger's mouth, and he exploded with a guttural cry. His cum shot down the anonymous throat, a warm, sticky offering of his newfound freedom.

As Jeff caught his breath, his wife's hand moved faster, her orgasm building to a climax. She cried out, her body shaking as waves of pleasure rippled through her. The booth became a chamber of ecstasy, where anonymous lust and marital passion collided.

In the aftermath, Jeff and his wife emerged from the booth, their bodies buzzing with satisfaction. They had shared an experience that would forever change their dynamic, opening a new chapter in their sexual exploration.

"That was... incredible," she whispered, her eyes glistening with a mix of emotions. "I never imagined something like this, but I want more. I want to explore this world with you, Jeff."

Jeff smiled, his heart overflowing with love and desire. "And we shall, my love. This is just the beginning of our adventure."

The following days became a blur of passion and discovery. Jeff and his wife shared intimate moments, exploring each other's bodies with renewed fervor. Each night, she would take his cock into her mouth, sucking and teasing, driven by her own newfound hunger. And every other day, they would visit the porn cinema, taking turns in the glory hole booths, sharing their experiences, and pushing the boundaries of their desires.

Jeff's addiction to glory holes grew stronger, but now he had his wife by his side, sharing in his passion. Their marriage, once routine, was now infused with a wild and uninhibited energy, as they embraced the thrill of anonymous encounters together.

CHAPTER 4

The Glory Hole Addict

Jeff's secret addiction to glory holes leads him on a thrilling journey of anonymous sexual encounters. He discovers a new bookstore, where a stranger delivers an unforgettable experience, leaving him hungry for more.

Jeff stepped out of the dimly lit adult bookstore, his heart racing with anticipation. The encounters he had experienced through the glory holes had become his secret addiction, and he couldn't get enough. He had tried to share this world with his wife, thinking it would spice up their marriage, but something felt off. It wasn't the same as when he visited the porn cinema alone, where the excitement of anonymous lips and tongues drove him wild.

As he walked towards his car, Jeff's mind was flooded with memories of the skilled mouths that had brought him so much pleasure. He recalled the first time he had visited the cinema, the nervous excitement as he stepped into the dark room, and how his cock had throbbed with anticipation. The sensation of a warm, wet mouth engulfing him from the glory hole had been mind-blowing, and he had immediately known he was hooked.

The married man couldn't deny the thrill of the unknown. The men on the other side of the wall were mysterious, their faces hidden, their identities a secret. He had no idea who they were, but their hunger for his cock was undeniable. Their mouths were like vacuums, sucking him with such passion that it made Jeff question his own desires. He loved the way they worshiped his manhood, taking him to the edge of ecstasy and back again.

Jeff knew he had to be careful; his secret life could easily be exposed. He had created a routine, visiting the cinema at different times to avoid suspicion, always careful to keep his face hidden. He enjoyed the anonymity, the freedom to explore his bi-curious side without judgment. It was a world where he could let go of his inhibitions and embrace his true desires.

On this particular night, Jeff was craving something different. He yearned for the sensation of a hot, tight mouth, but he wanted it to be fresh, someone he hadn't encountered before. His wife's suggestion of joining him had made him realize that he craved the excitement of the unknown, the surprise of a new partner. So, he decided to venture further into the city, to a different bookstore, one he had heard rumors about.

The new adult bookstore was located in a seedy part of town, a place where discretion was a necessity. Jeff felt a rush of adrenaline as he entered, his eyes adjusting to the dim lighting. The place was bustling with activity, men of all ages and appearances wandering the aisles, their eyes hungry for something or someone. He made his way towards the back, where the porn cinema was located, his heart pounding with anticipation.

The cinema was a small, confined space with a row of booths along one side, each equipped with a glory hole. Jeff chose an empty booth and stepped inside, his eyes scanning the hole eagerly. He positioned himself, his cock straining against his pants, waiting for someone to notice his presence.

It didn't take long for a curious hand to reach through the hole, fingers gently stroking the air as if searching for a prize. Jeff's breath quickened as he felt the touch, and he guided his throbbing shaft towards the eager hand. The stranger's fingers wrapped around his length, and Jeff let out a soft groan, his body craving more.

"Fuck, you're thick," a deep, husky voice whispered from the other side. "Been waiting for someone like you."

Jeff's cock twitched at the sound of the stranger's voice. He could feel the heat radiating from the other side of the wall, the man's desire palpable. Without further hesitation, he pressed his dick against the glory hole, offering himself to the anonymous mouth.

In an instant, he was enveloped in wet heat as the stranger took him in, sucking him with a hunger that made Jeff's knees weak. The man on the other side was a master of his craft, using his lips and tongue to drive Jeff wild. He sucked and teased, sliding his mouth up and down Jeff's length, his saliva providing the perfect lubrication.

"Oh fuck, yeah," Jeff moaned, his hands gripping the edges of the booth. "Suck it, you filthy cock-lover."

The stranger's response was to deepen the pleasure, taking Jeff's cock even further down his throat, his nose pressing against the hole. Jeff's eyes rolled back as he felt the tip of his cock tickle the back of the man's throat, his body trembling with pleasure. The sensation was unlike anything he had experienced before, and he couldn't get enough.

The skilled cocksucker seemed to know exactly what Jeff needed, varying the pace and intensity of his oral assault. He would tease the head of Jeff's cock with gentle licks, then take him deep, his throat muscles massaging Jeff's sensitive flesh. The contrast of sensations was driving Jeff wild, and he couldn't remember the last time he had been so hard.

"I'm gonna cum... oh fuck, I'm close," Jeff gasped, his body tense with the effort of holding back his orgasm.

The stranger seemed to sense his impending release, as he intensified his efforts, sucking harder and faster, his lips forming a tight seal around Jeff's shaft. The sensation was too much, and with a loud groan, Jeff exploded into the man's mouth, his cum shooting down his throat.

Jeff's body shook with the force of his orgasm, his hands gripping the booth tightly as he emptied himself into the stranger's eager mouth. The man showed no signs of stopping, continuing to suck and swallow, milking Jeff's cock until he was sure there was nothing left.

As Jeff caught his breath, his mind was reeling with the intensity of the experience. He had never felt so desired, so worshipped. The anonymous cocksucker had brought him to a level of ecstasy he had never known before, and he craved more.

"That was fucking amazing," Jeff whispered, his voice hoarse with passion. "Thank you."

The stranger responded with a satisfied chuckle, his hand still gently stroking Jeff's spent cock. "Anytime, man. Come back soon."

Jeff adjusted his clothing, feeling a sense of satisfaction and excitement. He had just experienced one of the best blowjobs of his life, and he knew he had to return. The thought of exploring this new world, discovering more talented mouths, and indulging in his secret desires filled him with a sense of freedom and anticipation.

As he left the bookstore, Jeff couldn't help but smile. He had found a place where he could truly be himself, where his secret fantasies could be fulfilled. His wife may have been a part of his sexual journey, but now he realized that his anonymous encounters were what truly satisfied his cravings.

Little did Jeff know that this was just the beginning of his erotic exploration, and the glory holes would continue to provide him with experiences that would forever change his perception of pleasure.

CHAPTER 5

A Stranger's Proposal

Jeff returns to an adult bookstore, intrigued by a stranger's offer. The man, recognizing Jeff from a previous visit, wants to compare his oral skills to his wife's. Jeff, driven by curiosity and desire, accepts the challenge, leading to a steamy encounter.

Jeff's heart raced as he found himself in a familiar situation, yet one that was now tinged with a new and exhilarating twist. He had been a regular visitor to this seedy adult bookstore, always seeking the thrill of anonymous encounters, but tonight was different. The memory of the stranger's words still echoed in his mind, a tantalizing proposition that stirred a cocktail of emotions.

The previous night's encounter had been a revelation. As he stood in the cramped booth, his erection throbbing, he had been startled by a mouth appearing at the glory hole, ready to service him. But instead of the usual anonymous pleasure, the man on the other side had spoken, his voice deep and enticing. He had recognized Jeff from his previous visit with his wife, and now he wanted to turn the tables, to be the one receiving pleasure.

Jeff's mind flashed back to that night with his wife. They had ventured into this hidden world together, exploring their desires and pushing boundaries. His wife, a beautiful and adventurous woman, had eagerly knelt before the same glory hole, taking the stranger's thick member into her mouth with a moan of pleasure. Jeff had watched, his cock throbbing, as she skillfully sucked and stroked, her lips and tongue working in perfect harmony. The stranger had been right; his wife had struggled to take the full length of his impressive girth, but she had relished the challenge, her eyes sparkling with lust.

Now, the stranger's words lingered in Jeff's mind, a provocative invitation that he couldn't shake. "I want to see if her husband sucks a cock better than she does." The idea of being compared to his wife, of competing in this intimate way, sent a jolt of arousal through his body. He had always been curious about the taste of another man, but the thought of pleasing this particular stranger, of proving himself, was an irresistible temptation.

With trembling hands, Jeff unzipped his pants, releasing his stiff cock, already glistening with pre-cum. He leaned forward, his face inches from the glory hole, anticipation making his breath quicken. The other man's voice, low and husky, filled the small space. "Go on, Jeff. Show me what you've got. I bet you can take it all, can't you?"

Jeff hesitated for a moment, his mind battling between the taboo nature of the act and his growing desire. But the stranger's taunting words only fueled his determination. He wanted to prove himself, to show that he could satisfy this man just as his wife had. With a deep breath, he leaned closer, his lips brushing against the cool metal of the glory hole.

The stranger didn't waste any time. He thrust his cock through the hole, the head slick with precum, and Jeff's mouth opened instinctively, his tongue darting out to taste the salty fluid. The man's girth was indeed impressive, and Jeff's mouth stretched to accommodate it, his lips wrapping around the shaft as he began to suck.

"That's it, take it deep," the stranger urged, his voice hoarse with desire. Jeff moaned around the thick cock, his eyes fluttering shut as he focused on the sensations. The man's member was like a steel rod in his mouth, and he worked it with fervor, his tongue swirling and his lips sliding up and down. The taste of the stranger's precum only intensified his pleasure, and he found himself craving more.

"You're doing great, Jeff," the man panted. "Your wife is good, but I think you've got her beat. Suck it harder, take it all the way down." Jeff obeyed, driven by the challenge and his own mounting lust. He bobbed his head, taking the cock deeper, his throat constricting around the thick shaft. The stranger's hands gripped the edge of the glory hole, his hips thrusting forward, fucking Jeff's face with abandon.

The sound of the man's grunts and Jeff's slurping filled the booth, a primal symphony of pleasure. Jeff's eyes rolled back as he reveled in the sensation of being used, of pleasing this anonymous stranger. The taboo nature of the act only heightened his arousal, and he felt his own cock twitch and leak against his stomach.

"Oh fuck, yeah, just like that," the stranger groaned. "I'm gonna shoot my load, you ready for it?" Jeff nodded eagerly, his mouth working feverishly. He wanted to taste the man's cum, to swallow every drop and prove his worth. With a final, powerful thrust, the stranger buried himself in Jeff's mouth, his balls tightening as he unleashed a hot torrent of cum.

Jeff swallowed greedily, his throat working to take every spurt, his own cock throbbing in time with each pulse of the man's orgasm. The taste of the stranger's cum was intoxicating, and he savored it, milking the last drops from the softening cock with his lips and tongue.

As the stranger withdrew, his voice raspy with satisfaction, he whispered, "Damn, Jeff, you're a natural. Your wife is gonna be jealous when I tell her how good you are." Jeff smiled, his face flushed with pleasure and pride. He had done it; he had proven himself and discovered a new facet of his sexuality.

Stepping out of the booth, Jeff felt a sense of exhilaration. He had ventured into uncharted territory and found pleasure beyond his wildest expectations. The thought of sharing this experience with his wife, of exploring their desires together, only added to the thrill. As he left the bookstore, his mind already raced with ideas for their next adventure, knowing that their marriage had taken a turn for the deliciously erotic.