Into the Darkness

Inside the booth, Wendy relaxed, savoring her last encounter by licking the last of the man cum from her breasts. Outside, dark clouds had gathered, seeming to hover over the adult bookstore. Rain started, followed by a massive bolt of lightning that struck a local transformer. Within a five mile radius, all power was gone.

Suddenly the booth was plunged into darkness. No lights and the porno movie screen went blank. Wendy could not see her hand in front of her face. She thought, I cannot see anything and if I try and move around I will probably trip and fall. So she waited. Kieran will come for me. Someone will come find me, she thought. The power will come back on; it always does.

One minute turned into three, then five, then ten. And still no one came for her. In fact, the quiet and darkness were starting to Wendy the creeps. The darkness, combined with the loneliness, began to scare her. So she closed her eyes, and inserted two fingers into her pussy, massaging her clitoris. Her mind went to thoughts of her being pleasured by men, women and combinations thereof. Anything to take her mind off the darkness. As she continued pleasing herself, that familiar warmth began to spread through her groin.

Her reverie was broken by sounds from outside the booth. A man?s voice said, ?She?s in this one.? A woman?s voice answered, ?No, it?s this one over her.? Someone had come for Wendy.

The door to the booth was shoved open and the light from a flashlight temporarily blinded Wendy. She heard a man?s voice say, ?Look, she is ready for it; her fingers are in her cunt.? Bodies entered the booth with her, three she thought, but she was immobile both from the surprise and her lack of sight. One of her companions moved behind her and placed hands beneath her breasts, lifting them.

The darkness turned to dim as the flashlight, placed in a corner of the booth, provided enough light to see, albeit not clearly. As Wendy?s eyes adjusted to the dim light she recognized the middle-aged man from behind the counter, stroking his cock barely inches from Wendy?s face. The woman from behind the counter was there also and moved to Wendy?s side, removing her top and bra to expose an ample set of tits, with large brown aureoles and a tattoo of a snake encircling them. The woman leaned over and kissed Wendy, who returned her affection. The woman then began lovingly licking Wendy?s breast, nipping and sucking on her nipples.

A third person had entered the booth, one Wendy had not seen before. A large black man, at least six and a half feet tall, he towered over Wendy and her new companions. He had unzipped his trousers and had exposed his cock, which stood out from him at least 9 inches. Taking Wendy?s chin in his hand and tilting her head upward, he fed her his massive cock.

Wendy had not had a black man before and hungrily swallowed his cock, taking every inch of the head and shaft down her throat. He pumped vigorously, his cock sliding in and out of her mouth on every stroke. The woman bent down and, with her tongue, began to lick Wendy?s clit.

The middle-aged man behind Wendy began to cum, his sperm falling on Wendy?s face and neck. Almost at the same time, she felt the black man?s cock begin to pulsate, the cum beginning its journey to her mouth. He came in gushes, the jism rolling down Wendy?s neck and on to her breasts. Wendy also began to come, her orgasms in sync with the woman?s tonguing.

All had finished their pleasure when Wendy heard a familiar voice in the hallway. ?Wendy,? the voice said, ?Is that you in there? What are you doing??

It was Kieran.