Girls On Top by Violet Blue

Author:Violet Blue
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Cleis Press
Published: 2010-08-16T00:00:00+00:00

NEW YORK PEEP SHOW

Virgie Tovar

More than a few breast men have told me about the famed peep shows on Eighth Avenue, back before Giuliani cleaned up midtown Manhattan. They recount the hours and twenty-dollar bills spent on the anonymous women—some even lactating—who stood behind a wall and offered their breasts through a window to all who were interested in a few minutes of groping.

I’ve been to plenty of strip clubs and peep shows, but I had never seen a place like this one.

I was visiting New York City. I used to live close to the seedy part of town and so I’d spent my fair share of time in the porn stores of Eighth. This place, however, I had never come across. I walked inside with a guy friend who happened to have aspirations of fucking me. We walked through the place, exchanging smiles as we passed ridiculous porn titles. It was small and smelled like bleach and incense. I was wearing a short red dress with a thin, shiny, black belt that cinched me just below my breasts. My high heels were shiny like the belt, and my legs were bare. The dress was too small for my full double-Ds and compressed my chest. It was only by the mercy of the low swooping neckline that I could zip it up at all. My boobs were squeezed tightly together; the unforgiving and insufficient material forced my tits to bulge out of the top, allowing any curious eye to feast on the globular tops and cleavage. I had on my new orange blossom perfume and my hair was down. We walked everywhere in the front area and then to the back area labeled BOOTHS. When we got back there we were greeted by a line of men.

We got in the back of the line and I was dying with curiosity. I tried to see what was awaiting us at the front of the line by getting up on my tiptoes but couldn’t figure it out. The men in the line in front of me kept turning around and looking at me, their eyes scanning my breasts. One even looked at my companion and said, “You need to get her inside that booth.” When we were third from the front, I finally saw what it was. At the front of the line, a man in his twenties stood waiting with a ten-dollar bill in his hand. He had a couple of friends with him and they were encouraging him to slip the bill into a small slot.

He walked up tentatively and slid it in. A window opened and then a few seconds later a pair of huge tits popped through the window. I had only seen tits like those in movies. I guessed that they were at least an F-cup. He walked up, his back to the line, and began fondling them. Everyone could hear the woman behind the wall moaning. The friends were cheering as he pulled and twisted her prominent nipples and squeezed her round tits, his hands dwarfed.

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