0 comments/ 15641 views/ 1 favorites Theater By: Duke I woke with such a desire. As the haze of a dream lifted from my mind, my hand slid through the twisted covers of the bed to the root of my desire. My cock felt so hot against my abs, fully erect and sensitive to my finger caresses. I closed my eyes as my left hand circled my cock and my right fell to cup my heavy balls in my hand. The skin of my sex was smooth and silky from the previous evenings shower and with the first upward stroke of my hand I felt a drop of slippery pre-cum slip from the head. So soon, I thought, wow. That must have been some dream! I let my mind wander and imagined Samantha in a fantasy. Samantha is a sweet young girl that works at a coffee shop near my house and every morning I see her I wonder what it would be like to have her in bed. I imagine how her pert breasts smell once freed from their bonds, how her nipples taste on my lips, how her thighs feel rubbing softly against mine. But most of all I like to think about her lips pursed around my shaft. Her warm breath falling on the tip of my cock as she tells me "I want you to cum in my mouth. You taste so good, I love the way your face twists in pleasure when you cum in my mouth." With her words at an end, Sam returns her attention to my shaft. Her head bobbing up and down, cheeks bowed in as she applies gentle suckling pressure to my aching cock. Her eyes never leave mine as she works her wet, velvety tongue along the underside of my shaft. She stares directly into my eyes as she tries to smile while her mouth is filled with flesh. Pulling her lips back from my cock with a "pop", Sam strokes my shaft as she whispers the words "Cum for me. Splash your cream on my lips...my tongue...all over me." Giving in to the pleasure I let out a low moan and look right into her eyes as I shoot all over her face. The first splash lands on her cheek and the second streaks right into her open mouth. Without missing a drop, Sam covers the head of my cock with her lips and swirls her tongue over the head of my cock as I shoot again and again into her mouth. When I am finished she lets a small bit of her treasure slip from the corner of her mouth. I love the way she looks with a bit of cum running down her smiling cheek. Back in the real world I am stroking my cock, now slippery with pre-cum at a rapid pace. When I am right at the edge of climax I jump out of the bed and race into the bathroom and into the cold shower. The icy water takes all though of orgasmic bliss out of my mind and in a moment I am back in control of my passions. I want to keep this sexual tension all day long. I turn on the hot water and finish my shower in a more comfortable temperature. Before I am finished though I take a razor and shave the short hairs from my balls and the base of my still hard shaft. I love the way my cock stands out sexily from the trimmed short hairs of my pubes. More than that though, I love the extra sensations I get from my balls when they are caresses by my partner, or by my own hand for that matter. The rest of the morning went without incident but not without more fantasies. I couldn't get the thought of sex out of my mind. The stifled orgasm had everything to do with that and I was secretly grateful. I had a plan today and I wanted to carry it out with as much pleasure as I could. A few years back when I was 18 I went into an adult bookstore on a corner near my house. I was a really horny kid, still in high school I looked a lot older than I was and getting into the place was not a problem. I used to take the lunch money that my Mom advanced me and go into the peepshow booths. There I would flip through the channels until I found a scene where some bodiless woman was busy sucking on the cock of some equally bodiless man. I would let my pants fall to my knees and take out my rapidly hardening young cock and stroke it to full hardness. I was always aware of the leering eyes in the small glory hole cut into the thin walls. It didn't bother me that some guy was watching me, in some way it turned me on. On one particular day I decided to put on a real show for the eyes at the glory hole. Taking my cock into my hand I turned to face to hole and stroked for my own pleasure and for the guy in the other booth. I got so turned on as I watched his fingers try to get at me through the small hole and after a few minutes He replaced his fingers and his eyes with his mouth. He stuck his tongue out at me and, like a curling finger, begged for me to come inside. I had never had sex at this point; I was a shy person at heart. But here, in this small closet with the sounds of a blowjob coming from the television in the wall and me stroking away for the pleasure I was caught up in the excitement. I moved slowly forward and placed the head of my cock into the mouth on the other side of the wall. The first touch of my cock on that hot wet tongue sent shivers down my side. Falling into the pleasure I leaned forward and deeper into the mouth that was now gripping me like a vice. I was in heaven. I felt the mouth on the other end suck so hard I thought that my whole body would get pulled through the hole. The mouth slipped up and down on my cock, taking me deep and then back off again though never once did that vacuum pressure let up. I turned my head and placed it flat against the wall, facing the screen, which was still showing the blowjob. I pushed my body hard against the wall, giving as much of my cock as I could to the mouth that was sucking me so good, so hard and so deep. I was moaning now and near an orgasm. Try as I might to prolong the pleasure, there was just no way. I tried to pull out but the mouth only grabbed harder at my cock and pulled me deeper yet into his mouth. He must have had his teeth against the wall I was so deep. I let out a loud moan in warning and let loose the biggest orgasm I had ever had into the still sucking mouth on the other side of the wall. His mouth never left my cock as I pumped stream after stream of hot salty cum into the strangers' mouth. Exhausted, I stayed put as I got strength back into my knees. The tongue on the other side began to lick at my wet cock, cleaning it of any leftover drops of cum that may have remained on my cock. I was floored. I never knew a blowjob could be that good. In my mind I made a mental note to myself to ask my mom to give me more money for ice cream. Theater "You about ready, babe?" came Jake's voice from the other room. "Two seconds," Jani replied from the bathroom where she was putting the final touches on her makeup. Jani never wore much on her face, despising the cakey made-up look she saw on so many girls, but tonight she indulged in a bit of mascara to emphasize her big green eyes and a dab of shiny fruit flavored gloss that made her lips look fuller somehow. She ran her fingers through her thick wavy hair and allowed a mass of it to fall just over one eye. Then she unbuttoned the top button of her already low-cut dress and adjusted it so a bit of her unfettered cleavage showed. Definitely a good decision to go braless. She hated bras anyway, and she wanted as little as possible between Jake's wandering hands and her skin later, should the opportunity arise for a make out session at the theater. After a moment, Jani slid her conservative white cotton panties down from under her flowing mid-thigh length dress and stepped out of them. She flushed as she imagined what Jake's reaction would be when caressing her bottom during an intimate kiss later, he discovered that she wore nothing underneath. Christ, she was already growing warm and moist down there. "Easy girl," she told herself. "You'll spoil the surprise if you smell like sex before he even touches you." Jani flipped the light switch and sauntered into the bedroom where Jake was engrossed in the hockey highlights of some sports channel. She stepped up to the end of the bed, blocking his view of the TV. Jake grinned and looked up at her, letting out a low wolf-whistle. Then he stood up, walked over and rested his hands on her shoulders while he bent down to give her a light kiss. "Mmm, you taste like strawberries," he said and moved in closer for a deeper kiss. She wrapped her arms around his neck and relished in the ruination of her carefully applied lip-gloss as she returned his kiss with fervor. "Yummy," he murmured as he reluctantly pulled away from her mouth, deposited a peck on her forehead and snuck a peek down the top of her dress. "Let's got out of here while we still can," Jani joked and pulled him toward the door. She giggled at the mischievous look in his cerulean eyes, which suggested he'd rather stay home, and tugged hard on his hand. "Come on, baby," she insisted. He sighed and led her out the door. The parking lot at the theater was relatively empty. Jani was glad. She hated crowds. She clung to Jake's hand as they walked toward the ticket counter. "Two, please," she heard him say. She didn't even remember what was showing that night. A movie had just been a good excuse to get out and away with her lover. They could be playing back-to-back Fantasy Island reruns and she'd be content just to be near him. The time they spent together was so little that she cherished each and every moment. After purchasing a large popcorn and soda to share, the couple made their way into the small theater. It was dark and movie previews were just finishing as they took seats in the back row. A quick scan of the room revealed that only two other seats were filled, down at the front near the screen. Jani and Jake had the place almost all to themselves. She felt her eyes twinkle as a plan began to form in her deviant mind. The movie turned out to be a sappy, yet sexy. Perfect mood setter. Jani put her plan in action by casually reaching her fingers into the soda cup and retrieving a bit of ice. Jake watched her, puzzled, and then lustfully as Jani nonchalantly traced her lips, chin, neck and collarbone with an ice cube and then let the melting sliver disappear between the cleavage that her dress revealed. Jani looked up slyly into Jake's face and saw that familiar glint in his eye indicating a hunger, which had nothing to do with food. She smiled at him through lowered lashes, then watched him pluck a single piece of popcorn out of the bucket and place it on his tongue as he leaned over to share. Jani opened her mouth and accepted Jake's popcorn kiss. Their tongues wrestled one another, enjoying the saltiness of the snack as well as each other's taste. The popcorn soon dissolved, but the kiss continued. Jake's lips soon traveled to Jani's jawline and earlobes, kissing and suckling along the way. His hands explored her chest and, as he popped the second button of her dress open, her breasts spilled out, uncovered, from the confines of the flimsy material. Seeing that she wore no bra, Jake chuckled softly and quietly whispered, "Naughty little girl, aren't you?" Jani smirked and lay her head back against the seat as Jake's hands and lips continued their journey. She somehow squeezed her hand under his arm so she could feel the area between his legs and get him ready for what she had in mind. Her efforts weren't needed, however, as the bulge of Jake's stiff cock was already straining against the material of his jeans. One of Jake's hands had moved to the insides of her thighs, but he seemed hesitant to venture any further. His lips and tongue were pleasuring her right breast while his other hand gently cupped and massaged the left. Jani's breath was coming quicker now as the tease of his hand being so hear to her bare pussy set in. Deftly, she undid the belt on Jake's jeans, slid the button through its hole and tugged down the zipper. Her hand dove through the opening in the front of his boxers, grasped his cock and pulled it through so it could stand at full mast. God, he was so fucking hard. No time even for a pre-fuck blowjob. She wanted him right now. Still, she gave his rod a few long hard strokes, pausing to run her thumb over the large drop of precum collecting on the tip and rubbing it all over and around the head and ridge. Then, making sure she had Jake's attention, she took that same thumb into her mouth and licked and sucked the leftover precum completely off. Now Jake's breath was quickening. He buried his face in her shoulder as he gripped her thigh with the one hand. "Oh my God, I wish I could fuck you right now," she heard him mumble. With that, she pushed him away, stood up slightly facing the movie screen, collected the skirt of her dress around her waist, shifted to hovering above his lap, centered her slit over his exposed cock and sat down, letting it slide all the way inside her cunt. Jani heard Jake's sharp intake of breath as his dick was buried inside her. Even though he hadn't touched her pussy all evening, she was nevertheless dripping wet with desire for him. She held that rock hard cock inside her, without moving, for a moment enjoying the sensation and his reaction. Jani had let the skirt of her dress fall back around her thighs. Anyone walking by wouldn't even notice that they were in the act. Still, the risk of being caught was turning her on more than she expected. Jake's hands had moved down her waist and up inside the skirt of the dress to fondle her shaved nether lips and clit, and to confirm that she wasn't wearing panties. As Jani reclined and began grinding her ass against Jake's crotch, her back against his chest, he whispered, "That's my bad little girl…my bad sexy baby. You wanna fuck my cock, huh? Yeah that's it, baby. Fuck it. Grind it. Shhhh…can't let people hear how much you like my cock, baby. Am I gonna have to keep you quiet? " After that last phrase, Jake pulled one hand from between her thighs and covered her mouth with it. His fingers were covered with juices from her wet pussy and the scent drove her mad. His thrusts were meeting her own now. They bucked together violently while she ground her teeth together in efforts not to moan. She was so close to climax. He always brought her so easily. That 8 ½ inch cock filled every crevice and hit every spot she had. Jake slid his hand from Jani's mouth and forced two fingers past her clenched teeth then moved his free hand to the back of her head, grasping a handful of hair and pulling forcefully so that her back was arched. Jani's replaced his hand with her own and madly began massaging her engorged clit with her middle finger. Her other hand gripped the arm of the chair for leverage against the pounding of their fucking. All the while she eagerly sucked at his fingers, cleaning them of her own juices. "Yesss baby, suck those fingers…taste yourself," he purred into her ear. "You like the way that pussy tastes? That's MY pussy, isn't it. MY sweet juicy cunt that I'm letting you taste. Shhhh…hush baby unless you want the whole theater staff to come in here and see me fucking MY pussy. They might get jealous and try to get a piece of this sweetness and no way am I sharing MY pussy or MY baby with anyone else. You don't want anybody else, do you baby?" Jani shook her head violently from side to side as her pleasure reached its peak. She tried not to bite down on Jake's fingers, but she could barely concentrate on anything other than the waves of the orgasm flooding her senses. Jake felt her shuddering against him and finally let loose with his own climax deep inside her, burying his head in her hair and breathing shakily against her neck. His seed spurted against the walls of her pussy over and over as they both trembled together and tumbled back toward earth. Their breathing finally slowed, but the couple remained united in their position for a long while before Jani reluctantly moved back to the seat beside Jake. He tucked his softening cock away into his pants, and they both giggled at the large wet spot across the front of his jeans. That could easily be hidden though, if he un-tucked his shirt. They shared a few deep passionate kisses and then settled back to watch the rest of the movie, hands resting on each other's thighs, not wanting to allow physical contact to break for even a microsecond. Jani sighed a deep sigh of content and lay her head on Jake's shoulder. She could barely wait to get him home and in the shower to cleanse him of all traces of their lovemaking... Theater - 9 Months Later Before the doors I stand and placing my hands together, I wring my fingers so tight that you can see the whites of my knuckles. Here we are 9 months later entering the Adult Theater and I can feel the old familiar fear of panic and anticipation. Sometimes I wish I wasn't so bashful when it came to things like this. I love the play time but just all of the focus on me, makes me want to run screaming from the situation. We finally pay... I take off to the ladies room to regain some composure and then we enter the darkened theater. To the right is the OPEN couple's area and there is someone sitting in a seat with his cock out and so I duck quickly into the couple's ONLY area and pretend I didn't see his big long cock. I watch as my husband puts up the chain so no one can play with us unless we invite them, per the rules of the establishment. Taking off my coat, I make myself comfortable and start to watch the movie on the screen. It is of two women and a guy. The brunette is laying on the bed between the other two. The blonde is straddling her face and the man is filling her pussy with his cock. So I sit for a little bit trying to watch the movie and gaze about to see who might be about. To my dismay the theater is empty besides one other guy. So I take off my shirt and decide at least they can watch me while I do my husband. My other half helps me out of my bra and now showing my breasts to the other two men, I reach over and undo my husband's pants and free his growing hard-on. This always gets my husband hard when I show off. Leaning over his lap, I take his hardening cock into my mouth and start moving up and down... I so love giving him head. The way his cock pulses in my mouth... wrapping my tongue about his thickness and then flicking the underside just enough to make it jump about in my mouth. Now wanting to be a tease, I get up, turn around and remove my pants, letting them slide over my hips and down to the floor. I step out of them, kicking them to the side and now only in my thong; I kneel between his legs so I can get a better position and then seductively wiggle my ass a little so the others can see how shapely it is. I go back to sucking on my husband's cock. After awhile, I look up and see the other guy still in the couple's OPEN area. His cock is big and I so want to play with it. I bite my lip... hoping. Looking back towards my husband, in a quiet voice he asks if I am ready to play with the others. I decide to jump in and grabbing a towel to wrap about me as we move to the OPEN couples area. Once in the new area. our stranger starts to grab his things to move out of our way and I quickly decide to ask him to stay. Even to point to inviting him to play with us, stating we wouldn't mind the extra company. There to the left of us was a doctor's examination table. It was perfect because you could invite many people and they could all stand about admiring the view which was going to be me. So I climbed up and then laid back, closing my eyes for a moment so I wouldn't start to get nervous again. My husband then motions the guy in the area over, and then waves to the stranger outside the area towards us, so he could play as well. Since I knew what was coming, I moved to my right and near my husband's cock so I can keep my mouth busy. Soon I start to feel hands move across my body and then feel fingers begin to stroking my breasts, legs, stomach and then even between my thighs. Since no one was brave to make the first move, my husband leaned over me and spread my legs apart. Next I felt his amazing tongue start to play over my sweet cunt. Another man moved to take my husband's spot and soon I was sucking on this new cock. While my hand wrapped around the other strangers cock to the left of me... I keep stroking and sucking and then I start to feel the familiar beginning tremors The anticipation of what may come... just the thought of my fingers around one man's thickness and my mouth filled with another's ... I quickly orgasm and feel my body spasm in ecstasy. God how good it felt to cum and feel that release. My body takes a few moments to recover and I just ask those about me to let me rest for a few but I still feel their hands caress me. My husband stands back up and so now back in control, I take his cock back into my mouth; next I feel someone between my legs. Then I feel someone press their cock up against the bottom of my foot and start rubbing it back and forth. I just realize I have someone with a foot fetish and go back to what I am doing, trying to concentrate on the cock in my mouth... next someone leans over to nibble on one of my breasts and the next orgasm flows over me and this time everyone has to take a step back. Due to all the panting and shakes my body is doing, I realize I need water and I want to wrap the towel about me so I can recover before anyone decides to touch my little nub again. During the time while we were busy, another couple had come into the theater and now is sitting in the couples ONLY area. I look to my husband and since there have been no new men to join us to play, I ask if we can take a break. He motions us back to the couple's area and still wrapped in towel we sit for a few minutes, watching the movie. Out of the corner of my eye I begin to see his cock twitch near me; I decide fair is fair and I need to make sure he is taken care of as well as I was. I move down to the floor between his legs and let his cock pass my lips and fill my mouth. He moves it in and out and I let him do so at his own pace. He starts to grow bigger and know that he is about to come. I tell him I want him inside of me and to fuck me. I turn around and sit on his lap, his cock having no problems filling me since I am dripping wet already. I start to get a rhythm. The couple I can tell is watching us and so are the other two men in the theater. However after a while, I realize I want it deeper. So I tell him to stand and I take a few steps forward to bend over. He takes his cock and pushes into my pussy, nice and deep. I feel his hands on my hips, my towel now tossed to the ground and he is thrusting deeper. I reach out to grab the railing to brace myself and my other hand goes to my lower stomach because he feels as if he is going to burst through... fucking me as deep as he can get it inside of me. Still feeling my audience watching us, it turns me on even more and soon we are both moaning... groaning and then I cry out as I feel the final thrust of his cock deep into my pussy and we both cum happily... Theater Bet For those of you who have read some of my other stories, you'll know that I am not one to back down from a wager. Hubby and I had scheduled a seven-day Mexican Riviera cruise for the Fall, and I wanted to bring my sister along too. Unfortunately my sis was still suffering the economic woes of a recent divorce, and could not afford to buy her own ticket. That's when I approached hubby and suggested we gift her the tickets. He was not at all receptive, given the cost, but I kept up a steady nag trying to see if he would relent. About a month before the cruise, hubby came home from work only to be subjected to my whining about a tic for my sis. Instead of turning me down, he suggested a wager. One hand of draw poker, and winner takes all. "Here's the deal," he said, "If I lose, we'll buy a ticket for your sister tomorrow. If you lose, I get to take you to our favorite theater tomorrow night." Our "favorite" theater was actually a skuzzy adult theater, backing up to an adult book and video store. Hubby had taken me there a few times for a little "stimulation" therapy, as he called it. Although I thought the place was pretty trashed and disgusting, the movies were usually pretty good, and it always lead to a night of passionate love-making afterwards. "If that's all I have to do to get my sis her ticket, we don't even need a bet, let's just go." I said, thinking that I wish I had known earlier what it would take. "I'm not finished explaining the payoff." Hubby remarked. "If you lose, I get the pleasure of escorting you to the theater, with you wearing nothing but your London Fog trench coat and your CFM pumps. But wait, it gets better! Once we get into the theater, we're going to grab a front-row seat, and I'm going to zip tie your wrists to the chair. After that, we'll see what happens." I told hubby I'd have to think this one through, as what he was proposing seemed pretty risky. As the evening wore on, and after a glass or two of wine, the idea of subjecting myself to his "theater scenario", seemed more and more erotic – I mean, the idea of being restrained in my theater seat, and probably exposed to a group of strangers (remember, hubby never said exactly what was in store for me after zip-tying my wrists) was rather titillating. I finally resolved to accept hubby's wager, but I thought I'd bump the bet a little. "I'll take your bet." I told him, "But if you win, and I go through with your scheme, we're still buying my sis a ticket for that cruise." He turned around with quite the impish grin, and agreed to my conditions. "Just remember." He said, "I'll be the one to decide just how extreme my little theater scenario will be....assuming that you lose the poker hand, right?" I nodded in agreement as hubby went off to grab a deck of cards. We both sat at the kitchen table as he shuffled the deck a few times. He pushed the deck my way to cut, but I grabbed up the deck and shuffled it a few more times. After emptying the bottle of wine into my glass, he dealt us each five cards. I was pleased to find a pair of queens in my hand, and slid the other three cards down for the draw. Hubby only laid a single card down, holding back four. With a lovely red glow to my cheeks, courtesy of the bottle of merlot I had consumed, I laid down three queens, confident that I had just won my sister a free ticket to a Mexican cruise. Unfortunately – and I looked it up to confirm the ranking – a flush beats three-of-a-kind. Hubby's hand contained all hearts, and I realized that I would soon be visiting our "favorite" theater! Hubby came home from work the next evening just as though it were any other Friday night. Conversation at dinner was the usual review of the day's events and news, and not a word was mentioned about our wager from the previous evening. I was beginning to think that maybe he didn't really intend to go through with the pay-off, and since he wasn't talking about it, I wasn't going to start. At about 9pm, as I began sipping my second glass of brandy for the evening, hubby walked out into the living room carrying my trench coat. The butterflies in my stomach instantly started fluttering, and I could feel my face flush. "It's showtime!" he said, the impish grin returning to his mouth. We live about 40 minutes drive from the city, and the infamous theater. With a flask of brandy in my pocket for comfort, we headed out of the house – me wearing nothing but my trench coat and a pair of three-inch heals. Traffic was fairly light as we wheeled our way closer to the city, the butterflies in my stomach intermittently giving way to a feeling of erotic excitement. My mind raced through a myriad of scenarios for how the evening was going to turn out. The store clerk barely lifted his eyes from his book, as we made our way into the theatre. The place hadn't changed a bit since our last visit. My eyes quickly adjusted to the darkened theater as hubby lead me towards the front row seating. The seats themselves must have been obtained from an older movie theater that had closed, as I recognized the plush style from my childhood days. I guessed there to be seating for about two-dozen people. As we moved down the aisle, my eyes scanned the room. I counted eight others in the theater, all men, and all sitting alone isolated from each other. It looked like the usual assortment of guys that one commonly finds hanging out in such an establishment. All eyes in the room seemed to divert from the screen to me, as hubby guided me to a seat in the front row. I am a mid 40s redhead, with as tight a bod as one might expect for a woman who has had a few kids. Hubby took to calling me his own personal MILF about five years ago, demonstrating that he still thinks I'm pretty hot. I think I'm doing ok with my perky little 36c tits, and slightly sloppy ass. I still manage to turn heads, especially when I dress for that purpose. Hubby loves to show me off, and I enjoy the attention, so walking down the aisle of this particular theater was certainly stroking both our egos. As he sat back in seat next to me, he suggested that I take a last shot of my brandy while I still had access to my hands. Without hesitation, I pulled out my little flask and downed the remaining shot. Once I had put the flask back in my pocket, hubby leaned over to me and asked if I was "ready to pay-off the bet". Anxiety, fear, excitement, all seemed to overwhelm me at that moment. My stomach seemed to be a buzz, I could feel my heart surge, and I could tell my face was flushing. I nodded I was ready to proceed...whatever that meant. Hubby reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a couple of large black zipties, the kind I've seen cops use when they didn't have enough handcuffs to go around. As he wrapped the tie around my wrist, and then to the arm of my seat, he jokingly whispered that he hoped he had remembered the snips for removing the ties. As though worried that I might change my mind, he moved quickly to secure both my wrists to the chair. That done, he took a moment to glance around the room, then gently untied the belt holding my coat together. First one side, then the other, he opened my coat up, pulling each side over my arms concealing the fact that my wrists were bound to the chair. There I was, completely naked and exposed, sitting in this grungy porno theater, awaiting whatever might come. Although I was so scared I could feel my body trembling, I was also experiencing an incredibly heightened sense of sexual stimulation. My nipples were stiffer than I could ever recall, and I could feel the juices in my pussy starting to flow. From where I was sitting, I realized that none of the other theater patrons could see what was going on, and for the first time since entering the theater, I began paying attention to the movie. I had no idea what the "theme" of the movie was, but there was a buxomy brunette getting pounded by a couple of well-endowed black guys. As I watched the girl struggling to gobble down what looked like eight inches of fat cock, her muffled cries only heightened my own erotic condition. I was suddenly once again gripped with panic, as hubby leaned over to me to tell me he had to go to the john. "Don't leave me here you asshole." I shouted in a whisper, as he stood to leave. "Don't worry, I'll be right back." He said, as he moved toward the aisle. I sat there completely motionless, not even turning my head to watch hubby's departure. Once again, I tried to focus on the movie. The girl had mounted one of the guys, and the second fellow was looking to do the double-penetration thing. Her moans of ecstasy were getting louder and louder, overpowering the sleazy music that accompanied the movie. I was thinking to myself that, this girl is not going to be able to handle that enormous cock in her back door, especially given that she already had an equally enormous cock stuffed in her pussy. My attention to the movie must have diverted my mind away from my current circumstances because, all of a sudden, I had someone sitting in the seat next to me, and it wasn't hubby. I hadn't even seen him coming - all of a sudden, he was just there. I glanced over to see that he was staring at my exposed titties. He was an older guy, maybe in his early 60's, but he had the look of a 20-year-old in his eyes. I looked around to see if hubby was anywhere nearby, only to see that there was more movement in the theater, and all of it coming towards me. Not wanting to panic, I turned back to focus on the movie. "Is it ok?" the old guy sitting next to me asked, as he simultaneously began caressing my titties. I didn't respond, choosing instead to stay focused on the movie. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see the old dude was pulling at his dick, and fumbling with his zipper. I thought that I should be repulsed by his behavior, but instead, I was getting totally turned on. A moment later, I felt as though I was surrounded – probably because I was! There were at least two guys behind me, and another who had sat down on my right. I continued to look straight ahead, daring not to look at the guy on my right, even when he began rubbing his hand on my thigh. The old guy on my left had managed to get his cock out, and he was pumping away with one hand, as he moved the other to my leg. Numerous hands reached over from behind me to begin fondling my titties, and it was then that I began to really get into the moment. I slid down a little farther in my seat, which seemed to act as a signal to the guy on my right to move his hand towards my pussy. As the palm of his hand slid across my neatly trimmed, but thick mat of red pussy hair, I could feel my juices begin to flow. My reaction to these strangers groping my body surprised me completely. As the guy on my right began gently sliding his finger over my pussy lips, I spontaneously slid further down in my seat, and allowed my legs to spread – an open invitation for this guy to progress, which he promptly did, easing a finger into my increasingly lubed pussy. Still whacking off, the old guy on my left leaned over and started sucking on my nipples, all the while the guys behind me just kept rubbing my breasts. The guy finger-fucking me seemed to know what he was doing, because I was quickly reaching climax. By now, I had my eyes closed and my head back, clearly enjoying the pleasure I was experiencing. I was even letting out an occasional moan, much to my embarrassment. Thankfully the girl on the screen was really letting go, so I doubt my own moans of pleasure were heard by anyone not right next to me. That first climax came quick, causing my body to shudder and push forward on to the guy's fingers. I think the old guy must have cum at the same time as I did because when next I opened my eyes, he was stuffing his cock back into his trousers, and standing up to leave. As he did, a guy in the row behind me stepped over and into the seat formerly occupied by the old guy. This fellow was an older black guy, maybe in his 40s or 50s. By his clothing, he looked like a warehouse worker, or maybe a truck driver. He wasted no time in pulling out his three-quarters erect penis, which while not what I would consider enormous, was certainly substantial. Having brought me to one orgasm, the fellow on my right must have decided he needed try something different. He slipped out of his seat down to his knees, and quickly moved in between my legs. The next thing I felt was his spirited tongue working out on my pussy. He was fairly gentle, running tip of his tongue along my pussy lips, then tickling my clitoris. This new feeling started me back on the road to a second climax. Another fellow filled the now vacant seat almost as fast as the guy had slipped to his knees. He and the black guy were now both holding my legs up and apart in support of the first guy's tonguing. There were at least six other hands on my chest, stomach, and titties, rubbing, pinching, and otherwise keeping me completely ravished. As my second climax drew closer, the black guy uncovered my hand, discovering that I was bound to the chair. He didn't seem to care or be concerned, positioning himself instead to place his cock in my palm of my hand. With my wrist bound, there wasn't much I could do, other than stroke the upper head of his shaft with my thumb. He reacted by becoming fully erect, oozing more than enough pre-cum to keep my thumb and his cock well lubed. As the ravishing continued, the tongue master in front of me was burying his face in my pussy, plunging his tongue deeper and deeper each time, and maintaining a rhythm that was quickly bring out a new orgasm. Once again, my body shuddered and I let out a passionate moan, letting my ravishers know that they had brought me to another climax. Returning to the conscious world, I realized that there were now at least a dozen guys all around me, and most of them either had their hands on me, or were somehow sucking and licking me in what was becoming quite the frenzy. As hot as I was, I was also starting to worry that things were starting to get a little out of hand. I knew it would only be moments before one or all of them would want to get a little more aggressive, and I didn't want to have unprotected sex with total strangers. As I started to look around again for hubby, the black guy shot his load all over my stomach, which must have caused a reaction from the guy on my right, as he almost simultaneously shot his load across my belly from the opposite direction. The guy between my legs was now standing between my legs, rubbing his exposed cock, and looking as though he wanted some "payback". That's when I saw hubby standing off to my right, taking in the entire sight. The guy standing between my legs was now rubbing the head of his cock under my chin. Looking over at hubby, he just shrugged his shoulders and nodded his head yes, implying that I should go ahead and give this stranger a blowjob. "Screw it," I thought to myself, "If he wants a show, I'll give it to him!" With that, I leaned forward and did the deep throat thing, taking his entire cock in my mouth, then slowly sliding my mouth back up the shaft. This guy was anything but big, but a stainless steel rod couldn't have been harder than his dick. Not having my hands available, I was a little clumsy, as I continued to bob up and down on the guy's cock. This guy was definitely ready to explode, as he grabbed my head with both hands and started literally fucking my mouth. I doubt he pumped me on his cock a dozen times before he pulled out and jerked off on my chest. That done, I gave hubby that "Ok, I'm done with this shit" look. He promptly stepped up and told everyone the show was over. Amazingly, everyone backed off, allowing hubby to snip the zipties off. There I was, sitting there exposed to a hoard of strangers, covered in cum. Once released from my bonds, I gracefully stood, purposely leaving my jacket open, and turned to smile at all the fellows. I counted a dozen or so at that point. Our ride home that night was quick and quiet. We barely got in the house before hubby had is clothes off, and me on the couch. We hadn't had a round of sex like that in months, and it made me look forward to another such adventure in the near future. Epilogue: The three of us had a wonderful cruise, and my sis actually met a guy on the trip who she has been corresponding with ever since. I can't wait for hubby's next wild wager! #### Theater Experience EXPLICIT MATERIAL NOT INTENDED FOR MINORS. © 2000 Commercial use prohibited without author's consent. * * * * * Doug and I were regulars at a swingers club in Dallas. During the three years we dated we went to the club almost every Saturday night and always had a great time. I wasn't really into the swing scene but loved going to the club to dance. Though I had no interest in "swinging", we were quite popular with other couples at the club. One Saturday evening we arrived around 10:00. The parking lot was already packed and we had difficulty finding a parking spot. He finally found a spot in the lot across the street. We parked and made the trek across the street to the club. It was in a warehouse district, and being such, the streets themselves were deserted except for those going to the club. As we walked through the doors into the club, all eyes turned toward us. I was about 29 or 30 at the time and Doug was around 34. I was a slim 130 lbs. at a height of 5'8" with long shapely legs and a great tan. Doug was 5"11 and 190 lbs. and black. We were quite a contrast to the mostly white clientele of this club and for some reason people liked to watch us. We worked our away around to the back of the club, speaking to those we knew along the way. The bar and pool table were at the back and I always played a game or two of pool before we danced. Doug really wanted to get me involved in the swinging scene with him. I'm quite sure he had been with several of the older ladies in the club. He was my elder but seemed to be drawn to more experienced women in the club. Most were women whose husbands either liked to watch her having sex with another man or just weren't as interested in sex as their wives and didn't mind them getting it elsewhere. This did of course, bother me, but he would never admit to it. I tolerated his wandering because I was addicted to the sex. Doug taught me a lot during our time together. My first marriage had ended in divorce a couple of years ago and he had been the only man I had ever had sex with. Being with Doug was a continuous sexual adventure. A prime example of this adventure occurred after leaving the club that evening. I held tightly to his arm as we left around 1:30am and headed to the car. I was pretty buzzed by this time having had a couple shots of tequila and a top shelf margarita or two. Maybe it was three or four. Needless to say, I needed help just walking to the car. Maybe this is a good time to tell you what I was wearing that evening. I usually dressed fairly elegant, consisting of silk and lace undergarments, and a tuxedo jacket with a satin collar. This particular evening I was wearing a demi cup black lace bra, black lace thong and a garter belt with black thigh high stockings with lace at the top. All this was topped with a black tuxedo jacket that barely covered the top of my stockings. I also had on high-heeled black shoes that made it even more difficult to walk without support. "I have a surprise for you", Doug said as he drove out of the parking lot and away from the club. "Oh? What's that?" I replied. Even though I was buzzed, the dancing had kept me from getting drunk so I still had some of my wits about me. "You'll see in a few minutes" he answered. We drove around for a while talking. I'm sure he was letting me sober up a little before we arrived. "Here we are", he said as he pulled into a brightly lit parking lot, which was half full. He parked the car then turned his attention to me. He saw the astonished look on my face as I noticed exactly where we were. "What are we doing here?" I asked. "We're going in to see a movie" he replied. Not believing what I was hearing and needing confirmation, I asked "What kind of movie?" "You know this place is an adult book store. They also have a movie theater upstairs," he answered with a grin on his face. I was appalled that he would bring me to a place like this after such a wonderful evening of dancing. "Why would I want to go in there to watch a movie? Why can't we rent one and go back to the house?" I asked. He was enjoying my squirming knowing full well that he could talk me into going in. He also knew I would probably enjoy it once I went inside. We entered the front door and went directly to the counter to pay for the tickets. I was so uncomfortable that I wouldn't even look around to see what, or even who else was in the place. The man behind the counter told Doug that only couples were aloud in the theater on the weekends so we didn't have to worry about being harassed. That made me feel better, yeah right. I wanted to go, and told him so. "It'll be all right, I promise," he said. As usual, he talked me into it telling me I would enjoy it. "Let's go," he said as took my arm and led me toward the stairs on the far side of the building. There were undesirables scattered through out the building. I made every effort to avoid eye contact with any of them. As we approached the stairway, I realized what I was wearing and said, "They'll be able to see up my jacket." Doug looked at me smiling and said, "Let them look. You have nothing to hide." I remembered what the man behind the counter had said, "Only couples are allowed in theater on the weekends." That meant none of the single men ogling my lace-covered backside could follow us up. It was kind of exciting knowing they were looking but couldn't touch. I didn't mind that at all. We were approaching the top of the stairs and I had no idea what to expect. When we arrived at the top, we turned to the left where there was a long hall with closed doors on either side. The entrance to the theater was a closed door at the end of this same hall. As we slowly walked down the hall, me holding tightly to his arm, we could hear moaning coming from a couple of the doors. I looked at him quizzically, wondering why I had let him talk me into this. He knew I didn't want to swap partners and be with anyone else. "We're not going to do anything like that tonight," he tried to reassure me. "I just want to show you off a little". I knew I was his little sex toy. I couldn't seem to muster enough will to break things off with him. He basically had me wrapped around his little finger and he knew it. As we neared the theater door, it opened giving us a full view of the screen on the far wall. At first sight, it appeared to be like any other movie theater, pitch black except for the lights reflecting off the screen. My eyes were trying to focus in the darkness. This was difficult because the walls were painted a dark color. I could see there were about 8 rows of 30 seats each with an isle down the middle. "Let's sit here," Doug said as he chose seats near the back of the theater and near the door. I was really scared, afraid to look around. I didn't want to see what might be taking place just a few seats away from us. Doug, of course, was checking the place out as best he could in such a dark room. I knew he was excited to be here and he didn't want to miss a thing. After his eyes adjusted to the darkness he noticed a large opening in the wall immediately to our left. It appeared to lead into an alcove. A 3-4 foot wall extended from the opening to the alcove to the wall with the screen on it. The short wall had a few supporting columns to the ceiling. We could see that people were in there but couldn't see what was happening. Doug had to check it out. "Come with me," he said as he pulled me from my seat and walked to and through the doorway. It was so dark it took a couple of minutes for our eyes to adjust enough to the darkness before we could move further into the area without running into someone. There were no chairs, only couples lining the wall. I still couldn't tell what they were doing. By the time my eyes had gotten accustomed to the darkness enough to see those around me, Doug had found us an open spot on the wall where we stood for a while, just observing our surroundings. Once everyone got used to us being there and according to Doug, figured out we weren't police officer's, they loosened up a bit and resumed what they were doing before we arrived. There were approximately 8 to 10 couples in that alcove. One couple was cuddling and kissing. Another couple was into some heavy petting. I could see the man had her breast out of her bra and was teasing her nipples. She was really enjoying it, as he obviously was. On the other side, a woman was on her knees giving her companion a fabulous blowjob. It was only a minute or two later when I heard him say he was coming. She opened her mouth so we could see him come. "Can you see what they're doing?" he asked excitedly. "Yes," I replied, "and I can't believe they did that in front of all these people." Doug knew I would loosen up now. Just knowing that others would be watching would make me horny and I would do just about anything. Thankfully, it was dark, but unfortunately very public. I have to admit this was going to be exciting but I was still nervous. As expected, Doug and I were doing the same things as the others around us. By this time I really didn't care who was around or what they were doing. "Suck me," Doug said as he placed his hands on my shoulders and began pushing me down. "Watching all these people has made me hard as a rock. I need to feel your warm mouth around me," he continued. I responded, "but what about all these people?" "You know you like it when people watch us dance at the club. You enjoy the attention. No one will bother you, they'll just watch. Give them a show they'll remember" he said, "you'll be much more pleasant to watch than what's on the movie screen". I loved giving him blowjobs and he loved getting them. I did as he asked and lowered myself until my mouth was even with his crotch. He unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants. Reaching into his boxer shorts he pulled out his thick 8" cock. I believe the size alone amazed those close enough to see. What they didn't know was he wasn't completely hard yet. It was time to show them what a real blowjob looked like. I reached up with both hands and guided his thick black cock into my mouth. As he grew to his full length and got really hard, I really got into it. It was difficult to his entire length in my mouth. I sucked on him like a lollipop and swirled my tongue around the head. He really liked it when I did that. The feel of his hard cock in my mouth was wonderful. Doug could last for hours before coming so I could do whatever I wanted, as long as I wanted. Needing to rest my legs a bit, I rose to stretch them. I noticed the couple to our left, who'd been standing about 5 feet away, had moved much closer. They were within arms distance and watching us very intently. Then I noticed that other couples had also moved closer to us. I suppose they couldn't see well enough and were moving in for a better view. I automatically assumed they wanted a closer view of Doug's big dick. "I told you they would enjoy watching you," he said. He then pulled the cups of my bra down to reveal my perky breasts. He then kissed and tweaked my nipples driving me absolutely insane. My nipples are very sensitive and seem to have a direct connection to my clit. He was also rubbing my clit at the same time. I was on the verge of coming when he stopped sucking and rubbing and pushed me back down to continue his blowjob. "Selfish bastard," I thought. He always gets his blowjob and makes me wait to have my orgasm. I continued sucking his big black cock and then began massaging his balls with one hand. He likes it when I grab hold of them and pull down bringing his cock with them. I was having a good time. "Move closer," I heard Doug say to someone. Then I heard a squishing noise and opened my eyes to see what it was. He had his hand under a woman's dress. He was obviously fingering her pussy from the squishing noises. She was enjoying herself. Her moans got louder and louder until she finally climaxed with a great sigh. She kissed him on the cheek and moved away a few steps. The movie continued as if all those in the theater were giving it their undivided attention, and unaware of the show over in our corner. All of a sudden the movie stopped. There was no sound to cover up the moans of those in the alcove. It was also completely dark with the exception of the red exit sign over the door. I stood up quickly, wondering what was going on. The movie had obviously broken. There were quiet whispers in the room wondering how long the lights would be off. Doug pushed me back down so I could continue my ministrations. I sensed people closing in around me. There was the scuffling of feet moving closer and whispers I couldn't understand. I could actually hear the labored breathing of those around me. It was only a few short seconds before a warm, soft hand was reaching into my jacket. Gently moving my bra aside, she began messaging my entire breast. It felt so good. She cupped my breast in her small hand and gently massaged it working her way to my nipple. As she gently rolled it between her warm fingers, chills ran the entire length of my body. An electric shock made it's way to my clit. I began breathing heavier and almost forgot about sucking on Doug's big dick. I couldn't believe someone else was fondling me and I was enjoying it. Above all, it was another woman. On my other side someone began kissing my ear and neck then maneuvered their way to my other breast, repeating the actions of the woman on the other side of me. But this time her mouth was on my nipple. This was unbelievable. Two different women were suckling both my sensitive nipples. I can't believe I was allowing this to happen and I was really enjoying myself. To my utter astonishment, I felt another hand moving my thong to one side allowing free access to my pussy. A finger grazed my pussy lips. "She's so smooth", the woman whispered to her husband. "She's shaved completely clean and it's so soft". "Let me feel" her husband said, joining his wife in her pursuit of my smooth pussy. They were both amazed at how soft and smooth it was. I was really hot by this point. My pussy was dripping wet. It gets really slick when I'm this turned on. The woman's fingers were sliding easily over my pussy lips and clit. It felt so good. I was in ecstasy. Her husbands' hand was now competing with hers for access to my dripping pussy. There were at least 4 sets of hands on me at one time. My legs were getting weak in that squatting position. Others were crowding around us and were helping to support my failing legs. It was also getting difficult to breathe in my confined little space, but oh, how good it felt. With these 4 sets of hands playing with my nipples, pussy, and clit, I had the orgasm of a lifetime. I let out a load moan and squirted all over the couple's hands and Doug's pants. After I stood up, I realized there was a puddle in the floor from where I had cum. This had to be the most incredible experience I'd ever had. The movie came back on with full lights and sound. It was really bright in there now. We had almost adjusted to the complete darkness. Everyone slowly went back to their original spot on the wall and left me to finish Doug's blowjob. After a long while, Doug came with the force of a fire hose. A long thick stream of come rushed into my mouth and down my throat. I obviously swallow and enjoy every bit of it. He pulled me up, zipped his pants and buckled his belt and said it was time to go. As we were leaving, we passed a girl being fucked by the biggest cock I've ever seen. That's another story in itself. Comments? and Suggestions? are certainly welcome!