Walls of Pleasure

A big thank you goes out to my husband for giving me the idea to write and encouraging me publish my work. I never knew I had this talent hiding within me. Thanks Husband, I love you. I would also like to give credit to the editor I used, absoluterotter. You saw my idea and helped where it was needed, thank you. This is my first ever published piece of writing, any feedback is welcome. Enjoy and happy reading!

*Yes, this is a made up, disease free world!

Author retains all rights.

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It was a normal routine day, got up, fucked my husband, had an orgasm myself, worked out in the gym room for an hour, showered, got dressed, hair and make-up done, saw my man off to work with a firm, juicy kiss, and a hug, of course. Got the boys off to school. Lexi wanted to head out for breakfast before school, so Clara asked if she could take Zack's Jeep to go to school, instead of riding the bus. Since my morning started on such a good foot, I agreed. Off to work I went.

My day started out to be a completely normal, perfect day. It definitely didn't end that way! Sort of....

Dr. Yadkin had many patients today, one after the other, I couldn't even catch a ten-minute break before lunch to use the bathroom. I don't know how many times I had to ask men today about their erectile dysfunction. It seemed like it was "limp dick" problem day, like a damn trend. I was more astounded at how many men, especially young men had that problem. Poor guys. I hope their wives aren't too disappointed with their husbands. What an upsetting life that would be. On another hand, I really hope these guys allow their wives to fulfill their sexual desires and meet their needs in other ways, the importance of sex and intimacy between partners is so profound.

It's tough being in my line of work sometimes, seeing so many penises in one day, then again, it keeps me slightly aroused so when I get home, I'm ready. My mind definitely tends to wander sometimes during the day. My husband busts my ass about it all of the time, he doesn't really mind though, my pussy is always wet. I actually can't remember a day since starting my position at Dr. Yadkin's office when I didn't bring home a good, wet pussy! Though I have never experienced a day that I needed to leave work immediately to get screwed. I'm a good girl, I am, and usually keep my work and personal life completely separate. I know what I have waiting for me at home, a man who is so satisfied in my pleasure, the only requirement is that I hide nothing, share everything with him and enjoy myself completely.

Today was strange though, one of Dr. Yadkin's patients was clearly distraught. I was taught in medical school that you need to have empathy and listen to your patients, almost like you should be a counselor, if you will. Well, I am a damn good nurse, and tend to go above and beyond to make sure my patients are pleased with their care, to cover my own ass as well as the Doctor's. I simply asked if he was alright and if he needed me to talk to the doctor about something that he didn't feel comfortable with saying himself.

My patient unleashed and his sadness turned into anger almost, not with me, but his situation. This patient was 28 years old, very handsome. You could tell he worked out, and he didn't even have his clothes off yet. This poor guy had been dealing with erectile dysfunction for about three years now, he had been seeing Dr. Yadkin for treatment for about two and a half years. He's tried all kinds of medications, as well as Viagra on a daily regimen to see if it would help with his problem. He had also been taking bi-weekly high doses of testosterone injections to boost his levels up, which helps with his ability to get an erection, but only for about a week; his sex drive is through the roof and he has no problems getting it up. While the injections help, testosterone levels quickly drop within about eight days, insurance only covers bi-weekly treatment, and each shot costs roughly $5,000, leaving him stuck and fed up.

The patient's wife of five years was very pretty, in shape and from what he described, a total knockout that is as sweet as pie. Well, as you would expect, she's getting about fed the hell up with his problem. She's feeling that it is her which is so far from the truth, she knows it, but can't help how she feels.

The wife was the one who encouraged him to go to the doctor to find the cause. Anyway, he confided in me and went off, calling her an impatient whore, saying she is selfish and that he just has had enough but he doesn't know what to do about the latest information he discovered about her. He thinks he may be over reacting, but feels betrayed.

Apparently, my patient told his wife that she can buy all of the sex toys in the world, and please herself when he can't get it up, but he would not use them on her, and wanted to know nothing about it, leaving his wife to completely satisfy herself sexually, alone. I'm assuming that in her mind, she was pretty pissed about that.

His wife actively went and found men to fuck in order to fulfill that void when her husband couldn't physically perform, no fault of his own mind you. Granted, he has a problem, but I feel very strongly that he needs to join in on other sexual encounters with her, other than his broken penis. Sometimes, the best sex often comes from other means of pleasure. Of course I can't be harsh to him, but I thought he's out of his fucking mind.

My patient then told me that he found out his wife had found this little sex shop that presents itself as a restaurant on one of the boardwalks in Mooretown, which is three towns over from where I work, and five from home. I know the boardwalk he's talking of; we've been there when we went to the beach for a cruise in our Jeeps.

At this place there is a little escape door that is meant for women where men pay the owners of the establishment to stand around until they have an orgasm, waiting for women to come in and satisfy themselves in secrecy, or with a friend, for free. Perfect for when women go there together or alone for lunch to slip away and get your brains fucked right out of your head, or to leave you wide and gaping after a session in the secret room.

Without looking like I desperately want to go to this place, I started asking questions. My patient tells me that the sex shop is so private and secret, there are not many people who know of the place since it is so new. He also mentioned that each room is entirely sound proof, where you get to choose from a variety of rooms with one to fifteen hard cocks that await you peeking through glory holes in the wall.

I wanted to ask just went he meant by glory holes, but I let my mind wander a bit and decided that I would just do some research on my own to get a better grasp and understanding a little later when I wasn't so busy with work.

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My mind begins to race... I felt my pussy juice start to flow and suddenly, for the first time since working for Dr. Yadkin, I was horny as hell and simply couldn't contain myself. I would not be able to be patient and continue on with my day like I usually do. I needed relief, and needed it now! I called Zack.

"Momma! Hi. How's your day going, doll?"

"Hey! It's going. Big dicks, little dicks, broken dicks, ya know, the normal day at the office," I laughed.

"Are you around here today? I could really use to see you for lunch if you're in the area and free."

Letting out a little chuckle, "I am! You need a little nookie?"

"I really do. I'll see you soon? I'm on lunch in about fifteen."

"I'll see you soon. Meet me at our spot. I love you, Zack."

"Love you, bye."

On my drive to meet my husband, I couldn't help but think of the endless possibilities. An establishment where a bunch of random guys stand around with their dicks poking through a hole in the wall to be completely used and abused. Hell, men get used in one way or another, why not use their cocks for just simply pleasure? Pure pleasure, at absolutely no cost or attachment. Yes, please, I'm in!

********************************************* I got to our super-secret spot tucked away in the woods, on a private little road, where we meet often when he is in town for his lunch break and I am able to take mine at the same time. Zack knew exactly what I needed before he even stepped foot out of his work truck. My pussy was soaked as he greeted me with a smile and a sweet little peck on my cheek. No words needed to be spoken, I looked over as he was laying the seat back in my Jeep, his cock twitched a little from inside of his pants, begging to be unleashed.

I felt my breath getting heavier and heavier as his hand dipped into my uniform pants feeling my moisture, the joys of wearing scrubs. They make your ass look nice and they're pretty easy access. He was rubbing my clit in a circular, firm motion, I started rocking against his hand until I was about to pop, he stopped, I looked at him and I saw that look on his face that screams, "Come get it!".

I quickly struggled with my pants, only managing to get one leg barely out of them, while he unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. Before I know it, he is buried deep within the barriers of my sopping wet, slippery pussy and I am fucking the hell out of him. He held my arms above my head and pried my shirt off, as my hands rested on his shoulders, Zack pulled my 34DD tits as far out of my bra as he could, squeezing my nipple and rolling it between his finger while grabbing firmly and suckling the other.

Suddenly my ears went fuzzy, nothing around me mattered any more. I felt a firm, tightening squeeze around my throat, my eyes closed as I tossed my head back, feeling my hair fall onto the small of my back. Fucking harder, and feeling him deeper, I heard only myself struggling to breath. I saw nothing but the darkness inside of my eyelids, my heart rate climbed quickly, I was cumming. I released just as I began to feel faint, flooding his lap with my juices as my orgasm milked the cum from his balls.

Both of us feeling entirely satisfied and completely out of breath. It was time for us to do a quick clean up and head back to work. We hugged and gave each other a passionate kiss and we were both off to finish the rest of our day. How satisfying is it that your man doesn't even need you to speak to him for him to know exactly what it is that you need?

********************************************* On the drive back to work, I could feel our juices running out of me and began to let my mind drift to what it would be like to go to that restaurant and slip away to find that room. I felt myself begin to leak even more as I was day dreaming. I wasn't able to shake the thought of this restaurant my patient had been talking about. It sounded like so much fun, and nobody would ever find out. A great disguise as eating a meal, in order to get properly filled and fucked.

I arrived back at the office and needed to use the restroom before returning to my duties. I quickly managed to rub another one out while in the bathroom. Cleaned myself up a bit so I wasn't leaking and smelling of sex for the rest of the day, well, not too bad anyway. Tiana, one of my co-workers noticed that I was looking a little flush, and asked if I was feeling alright. Opportunity started knocking. I lied. I told her that I must have ate something bad for lunch and wasn't feeling too great.

Since I was such a dedicated member of Dr. Yadkin's office, she relieved me of my duties for the rest of the afternoon and sent me home to rest. Tiana just gave me an excuse to head over to the Mooretown Boardwalk. How ironic, Mooretown. What a great place to put an establishment where you are able to fuck live men until you are 100% satisfied. I took advantage of the situation, and left work early.

I walked out to my car, trying to look sick, instead of eager and excited to get my pussy thoroughly fucked. I decided to call my husband.

"Hey you! What's up?"

"Hi. How's the rest of your afternoon been? Mine has been great, I even rubbed one out in the bathroom when I got back to work."

"You're a dirty girl. Pretty good here, got 5 jobs left. Looking like I won't be home tonight until about eight o'clock."

"Ah, ok. Sorry! Hey listen, I left work early, Tiana thought I was looking sick. I'm going to run out to Mooretown to do some shopping on the boardwalk and grab a bite to eat since I was only hungry for your cock on my lunch break, hehe."

"Alright Momma, be safe and enjoy the rest of your afternoon. I love you and I'll see ya tonight."

"Oh Husband, I love you more. Talk to you later, bye!"

"Bye baby." *********************************************

I was in the clear! I could have told my husband exactly what it was that I was going to go do, but I chose not to, although in a way I told him the truth. Shopping, yes, shopping for which room I wanted to use, and a bite to eat, well, maybe not a bite, but definitely a mouth full or two. I honestly didn't think I had to tell him every little thing, considering I was going to go play by play, in detail when telling him what I had already done when he gets home from work tonight. I may be naughty, but he loves it!

I released the brake, threw it in first gear, and off I went. In approximately forty-five minutes, I would be in heaven. A cock heaven. I could hardly contain my excitement.

*********************************************************************** Later that same day... It was roughly 8:45 when Zack walked in the door. I was showered, and even managed to do my hair so I looked pretty sitting on the stool at the breakfast bar, sipping on a fresh cup of coffee wearing my sheer little blue night outfit that hug my curves so well. I made sure to throw on a little lipstick for him too. I was feeling pretty, and mighty confident in telling him my very exciting day. I hadn't talked to him since our last conversation before I got to the Chinese restaurant.

We enjoyed some nice conversation over a cup of coffee and some strawberry shortcake. I noticed he was noticing me so I asked if he wanted to move the conversation to the bedroom. Zack nodded politely and gave me a cute little smirk... He knew.

"You look nice. Special occasion?"

"Well, kind of. I have something to tell you, but I didn't want you to be too angry with me, so I thought I would dress myself to lighten the mood a little."

"Ok, what's up? I'm all ears."

"I bet you are, but I need you to promise me that you will not interrupt until I am finished. Ok?"

"Yep. I can do that for you."

"Alright, I need your full attention, and why don't you undress for me, too?"

Zack did as I asked, and disrobed. I felt my heart beat faster and I was unsure of how his reaction would be to what I have to tell him, but hey, at least I'm telling him now. I began the conversation by telling him the story of the distraught patient I had to deal with this afternoon, and what his wife was doing at that little restaurant.

I also explained to Zack that I was extremely horny after speaking with the patient, he immediately understood why I called and told him that I needed to see him on his lunch break. As expected, he did not get mad. Our conversation led to a quick little blow job because the story got Zack's attention also.

"Ok, so, now the real reason why I left work today, ready? No interruptions, right?"

Zack nodded his head in agreement. I laid my head on his chest, stroking his muscles after his quick orgasm. Nervously, I swallowed and took a deep breath...

"After our fuck session in the woods this afternoon, I felt relief but...my mind just couldn't shake the thought of going to that restaurant, Zack. On my drive back to the office, I felt a gush between my legs. Tiana thought I was feeling ill because I was flush in the face, and apparently I seemed to have been breathing heavy. When she told me to take the rest of the afternoon off I could hardly contain my excitement, but I played the part and told her I would go home and rest. If only she knew."

I looked up at Zack, he nodded and gave me a look that meant 'go ahead, tell your story'. My husband smooched my forehead, I laid my head back down and he began to caress my arm.

"When I called you, I had every intention of going to seek out this restaurant, but I didn't know how you would feel about that, so I just told you I was going to do some shopping. I set the GPS for the restaurant, turned on some music and off I went. Getting wetter and wetter as each minute passed by."

I was nervous, but I recounted everything from my fuck session at the Kum Den. I closed my eyes and relived my experience through telling Zack what had happened...

********************************************* As I pulled up to the restaurant, I couldn't help but to laugh, the sign that hung above the big glass doors said "Kum Den -- The Best Cuisine in Town" with Chinese symbols written in gold and black underneath. I thought to myself... Kum Den, wow, this guy wasn't lying.

I sat back in the seat, closed my eyes, took a long deep breath, and checked my wallet to make sure that I had some cash on me, so there is no trace of me being at this place. I wouldn't have wanted to pay with my credit card, paper trails are no good when you're trying to protect your reputation. I mustered up the little bit of courage I needed to get out of my Jeep to make what seemed like the longest decent into this building.

I was greeted by a little old Chinese lady who barely spoke any English at all. She sat me down near the bathroom and I ordered my drink, a diet coke with a glass of water and lemon. She left the table to get my drinks for me and I excused myself to the restroom. I needed to wipe my sopping wet pussy and wet a paper towel to dab on my face and neck, I was feeling really hot and needed to cool myself off a bit.

As I came out of the bathroom, the waitress was walking over to the table with my drinks. I wasn't all that hungry since my excitement was clouding my mind, I ordered a light lunch, a cup of Chinese egg drop soup with a side of white rice. I spent the short time waiting for my food googling glory holes, to see exactly what it is that I am about to get myself into.

I did some reading while sipping on my soup, and managed to get my temperature to rise again. I felt myself begin to blush while filtering through the results of my Google search. I spent most of my time at that table doing some reading and hardly picking at my food. I was too distracted to eat, but knew I would need some energy.

Now, I'm not really sure if it was just understood that the single ladies coming into this establishment are assumed to be there for the sole purpose to get fucked, or if my body language, and quite possibly the scent of my moisture that I was releasing into the air gave it away, but the waitress came to my table to check on me, seeing if everything was alright as I was not really into eating my food.

"Is everything ok here?" she asked.

"Oh yes, just fine, thank you. I suppose I wasn't as hungry as I thought I was," I replied sweetly.

"Would you be interested in some dessert, Ma'am?" making eye contact with me as she spoke.

The waitress winked and raised her eyebrows while tilting her head, near the furthest right corner of the building. Slightly startled, I was thinking that she knew what I truly came for. I thanked her, told her everything was delicious but I am ready for my check. My heart started to beat very hard, and I wasn't sure if I should leave, or stay for dessert.

I walked outside to the Jeep, got in it, lit a smoke, finished it, and immediately lit another. I decided that I was definitely ready for some dessert since my pussy was so wet and throbbing in anticipation. I first thought it would be a great idea to go ahead and move the car. I was not about to be parked right outside of this place, letting someone see that I might possibly be in this most erotic place of business that I had ever heard of.