0 comments/ 142007 views/ 21 favorites Adult Movie Theater Ch. 1 By: Ving Stan and Kris had been married for six years, she was his trophy wife. He was 30 years older than her, and as a rich corporate executive he felt it his right to have a beautiful young woman on his arm. And beautiful Kris was, a tall, slender woman, with a long mane of jet black hair. Her breasts were smaller than average, but her nipples, when hard, were enormous, it was the one way he knew what was exciting his wife. Her waist and hips were tiny for a woman 5'9", and her legs reflected that, for they were long and lean, she made any skirt or dress she was wearing look shorter than it was. As much as Stan loved his wife he knew, at the age of sixty three he could no longer satisfy her sexual fires as he once could, it had been almost six months since he had seen Kris' nipples in their hardened state from his own exertions. He knew that other men turned his wife on, he had seen her nipples grow at a party just the other week; she had been the center of attention of a group of men, giggling and flirting like a teenage girl. When she turned to face him he saw them jutting our her bra, he didn't know if the men noticed, but he certainly did. He also noticed, to his wonderment and consternation, that his dick got hard as he watched his wife interact with the men around her. He knew he liked having his wife on his arm, he didn't realize how much he liked her being the center of attention, nor, by the state of her nipples, how much she enjoyed it too. As the chauffeur drove them home Kris snuggled in Stan's arms, he held her tight, and in that foggy state between sleep and drunk he dreamed of watching his long legged wife being fucked by man after man, those long legs of hers splayed far apart as they each shoved their cocks into her wet and willing pussy, one by one, in his haze he didn't count, but he knew there were a lot of them. His dick once again got hard and grew down his pants leg under his boxers, he placed one of Kris' hands on it and they both kind of purred as she stroked him. When they arrived home they rushed to the bedroom and without bothering to take of their clothes began fucking. Kris fell back on the bed and hiked her skirt up over her waist, and moved her panties away from her cunt. Stan unzipped his pants, reached inside his boxers and pulled out his cock, he aimed it at his beautiful wife as he knelt on the bed between her spread legs. With one thrust he shoved it all the way into her juice filled cunt. Kris was more than ready to feel his dick rammed into her, and she met his thrust as she pushed her pelvis up to his, grinding it in circular motions against him. Still fantasizing about those men fucking his wife, Stan proceeded to do just that. He had his eyes closed and was seeing a man between his wife's spread legs; as the man fucked her so did he, then as he watched the man stop and get up to make way for the next man, he stopped too, waiting for the image of one man taking the place of another in his wife's cunt, then as the man in his mind screwed his wife, he did too. He stopped and started eight times before he finally came himself, shooting it deep into her pussy. He collapsed and rolled over, only to see Kris begin to finger her clit so she could have an orgasm too, and Stan realised he really wasn't enough for his wife. In the days since the party, Stan's fantasy was driving him to distraction. He kept seeing men fucking his wife, his wife in the center of the men at the party, his wife having to get herself off because he no longer could. His work was suffering, his mind was wandering so often. Finally Stan came to a conclusion, and that was how he found himself at a dirty movie theater in the middle of an afternoon. Stan paid the ticket and slowly walked in and looked around. It wasn't too bad, the lobby was well lit and clean, he made his way across it and entered the theater itself. He stood in the back while his eyes adjusted to the darkness. When he could see again he was looking at about 20 rows of 10 seats on each side of an aisle running down the middle of the theater, and a good sized screen showing a video of two women licking and dildoing each other. He was the only person there so he turned and walked out. He was looking for a man, pretty much any man. Then he spied what would become the luckiest man in the world, out side a lottery winner. Jim Evans had taken the afternoon off from his boring CPA job, it wasn't tax time and there was very little to do, so, still dressed in his suit and tie he left the office and with no particular place to go he went to the dirty movie theater in town to kill some time. He was the right man in the right place at the right time. He had just entered the theater and was headed to the men's room when he was accosted by an older, grey-haired, distinguished looking man. "Excuse my sir," Stan said to him, "may I have a word with you?" Jim looked at him, and hoping he wasn't a fag replied "I guess so, but I hope your not going to make a pass at me, cause that I am not into." "Oh, my, no, no, no, quite the opposite my good man, quite the opposite." Stan laughed. "I want to bring my wife here and have the men use her however they wish, but I want to give her to one man and then have that man give her to the crowd." Jim's mouth dropped open, he wasn't sure if he heard right. He stared at Stan, his mouth moving but no words were able to come out. "You look like a well groomed gentleman, and as a good judge of character I believe you can handle the job. Be here tomorrow night at 8:30 p.m., I will bring my wife and present her to you by saying "here she is, she is yours to do whatever you want with, for the next three hours." You are to take her inside, and do what you want, and whatever any man in the theater wants to do to her. There is to be no bondage or discipline, just sex. Do you think you can handle that? " Stan stared at Jim, looking him in the eyes, to gage his depth. Jim could only nod, his voice still lost as he tried to comprehend all that was said to him. "Good," Stan nodded too, " then we shall see you tomorrow night. Good day sir." Stan turned and left. Jim stood alone for a few moments still taking in what was said to him, then, hoping the woman he was being presented with wasn't an elephant, he too left the theater. Stan and Jim went there separate ways to make their separate plans for the next night. Stan went home to his beautiful wife, sure that his scheme for getting Kris good and fucked while he watched would work to perfection. Before he left the car he put some eye drops in his eyes, to make it look as if he had been crying. He walked into the house and found her reading in the den. Even while just lounging around she looked stunning, her hair cascading over her shoulders and down her back, her nipples obvious under her silk blouse, her bare legs visible to mid thigh under her skirt. He walked over to her and knelt at her feet. He clasped his hands in front of her and turned his mock tears to her, in as quavering a voice as he could muster he said, "Oh Kris, I am so sorry, I am sooo, sorrry, I, I, I....." and he hung his head and shook his shoulders, as if crying silently. He sobbed out loud" I ammm sooooo sorrrrrrryeeeee." Kris looked at her husband in amazement, she had never seen him like this, he was always so strong, so in control. She sprang off the couch and knelt next to him on the floor, she took his head and held it against her chest, with one hand she petted his cheek. "It's all right, it's all right," she soothed, as she rocked him like a child next to her bosom. "Now what's the matter, Stan? You know I love you, and I will do anything I can to help you." "Oh Kris you don't know what you are saying, ohhhh god, you don't know." Stan moaned as best he could, looking up at his wife with cow eyes brimming with fake tears. "My god, Stan, you're acting like the worlds come to an end." Kris looked at him, becoming more concerned by the second. "It has, it has, at least our part of the world has." Stan stared at her, deciding if she was ripe for the kill. "I don't know how to say this Kris, I don't know what to say." "Just say it dammit, at least then I can help you face it," Kris said as she grabbed him by the lapels of his suit coat and shook him. "It's not me that will have to face it, that's the problem," Stan replied, getting to his feet. He reached over to Kris and helped her to her feet too. "Please sit and just listen, don't say anything, because this is going to be difficult to explain." He watched as his wife sat back down, he was pleased to see a flash of her white panties beneath her skirt as she sat. Stan kept his head down and paced back and forth in front of her," two years ago I embezzled $120,000 from the company." Kris gasped and began to say something, Stan held his hand palm up in front of her face, "I know, I know, why? well I don't know why, we certainly didn't need the money, it just happened, the opportunity was there and I thought I could get away with it. Well, I didn't, last week I got caught." Kris sprang to her feet, jumped into her husbands arms. "Oh no, Stan, oh no," she hugged him close, fearing the publicity and the embarrassment his arrest would cause, "but I promise I'll stay by your side, no matter what you will go through." Stan gave her a rueful smile, "you still don't understand. Sit back down please." Once again he was given a flash of her panties as she sat, he was beginning to like this. "The man who found me out hasn't gone to the police, he is blackmailing me." Stan looked at her as he spoke. "Well give him whatever he wants then, Stan, it will be all right with me, our house, our boats, our pension, anything," Kris said as she looked at him with renewed hope in her eyes. Stan looked deep into his wife's eyes, and took both her hands in his. "He wants you, Kris, he wants me to give you to him, to use as he wishes." Kris' mouth dropped, and just like the man he spoke to earlier, her mouth moved but no words came out, Stan had to cough to keep from laughing. "Wha...wha... wha.. ummm,.. what .... what...did he mean? use me." "He wants to meet you at a dirty movie theater and you are to be his sexual slave for three hours, he and any man he wants, can do anything they want to you." Stan stole a glance down to her chest, he saw his wife's nipples grow, I got her, he smiled to himself. "I told him I had to talk to you, of course, and that I wasn't going to pressure you(knowing he wouldn't have to), and he said he would have no recourse but to go to the police if we said no. I don't know Kris, the idea of him and all those strangers touching you, and fucking you, I just don't know, I'm sorry I asked you." He watched her nipples get even bigger, the thought of fucking those men was turning her on just as much as it did him. "It's all right, Stan, it's all right, I... I ..I just don't know what to say, I can hardly do this(oh but I so do want to), but to see you in jail, ......I..I don't know what to do." "I have an idea," Stan replied, giving himself a big smile, " why don't we go to the theater tonight, you can see what it's like and make a decision, I told him I would give him an answer tomorrow. If you don't think you can do it, fine, I can face the consequences, if you do decide to do it, well, I'll just have to learn to live with that too."(and that I wouldn't mind at all) "Do you think so? Do you think that will work?" Kris said, her voice rising in excitement, "do you think there will be any men there?" her breathing became quicker and harder as she thought of being the only woman in a room full of men, and this will be better than the party, these men will be openly horny. "That I don't know, but we might as well see what happens, so we can make a decision from knowledge and not from fear." Stan replied in his most executive voice. Kris picked up on the tone in his voice and smiled, "yes, you are probably right, I'm glad I married such a smart man." (lets go see how smart) Stan thought to himself, as he spoke out loud "I'll call James to bring the car around and drive us to the theater." "Wait," cried Kris, "what should I wear?" "Ha ha, ha " laughed Stan, "we are about to go to a dirty movie theater, to see if you can become a sex slave or I will go to jail, and you care about what to wear? God I love you" Kris stuck her lower lip out in a really cute pout for a split second, then grinned a shy little grin, "Well, a girl always wants to look her best, besides we might as well make the best of a bad situation, isn't that another one of your executive sayings?" and she grinned at her husband as she envisioned being surrounded by a bunch of horny men. Stan grinned back, he slowly looked his wife up and down, staring at her white silk blouse, her nipples now not only visible by color under it, but also visible in 3-D as they poked through it. Her skirt was a loose knee length black rayon one that swayed easily around her legs, her hair was a huge halo around her head and shoulders, she looked as stunning as ever. Stan pushed his luck. "Raise your skirt and show me what kind of panties your wearing," he said to her. How quickly she complied surprised and delighted him. Kris started to raise her skirt as soon as she heard the first three words, she didn't need to hear the reason. She was going to be a compliant sex slave, it was starting already, and they both knew it. She proudly pulled her skirt up to her waist and did a full circle turn in front of her husband, showing him the white silk string bikini and how it fit over cunt and how much of her ass cheeks it covered. She smiled at him, and he smiled back. "What you are wearing will do just fine, I'm sure any man there would be more than happy to fuck you." "Oh my god, do you think that will happen tonight?" Kris gushed breathlessly. "I have no idea," he replied, "but you are dressed just fine, just fine," and Stan licked his lips, this was turning out even better than imagined, his cock had been growing throughout their encounter and was now harder than it had been in years. He was anxious to get his wife down to the theater, he wanted to see what would happen this night, he felt it was a foregone conclusion that tomorrow night would happen. James the chauffeur didn't blink twice when given the destination, he was well paid, understanding that part of that pay was for silence. As he drove he kept his eyes on the road, that was part of his pay too. In the back Stan and Kris discussed what they would do when they got to the theater. It was decided that if she got turned on either by the circumstances or by the movie she was to start raising her skirt, that would be the signal for Stan to put his hands on her legs and start to play with her. If any men were in the theater and gathered around she would decide right then and there how far she was willing to go. James pulled up to the door of the theater, let them out and drove down the street to wait for them. Stan ushered his wife into the theater, and escorted her across the lobby. As he had done earlier, they stood in the back and waited for their eyes to grow accustomed to the dark. When they could see they slowly walked down the middle aisle to the middle of the theater. Stan counted five heads as they walked to their seats, none were women as far as he could tell, and sat in the center seats in the middle of the theater. They both looked at the screen to see a man and woman fucking dogie style while a woman was between the woman's legs licking both her pussy and his cock, the woman being fucked was also sucking the cock of a man standing in front of her and jacking off the cock of a third man. Stan spent his time looking from the screen to his wife's lap, waiting for her to begin lifting her skirt, Kris spent her time looking from the screen to the theater around her; she noticed the men getting closer, some sitting in the row in front of her, some in the row in back, and one brave soul who sat in the same row, one seat away. She looked at the men around her, they were all wearing casual clothes that looked clean, and the men themselves didn't look that bad. To Be Continued... Adult Movie Theater Ch. 2 Kris stretched her legs out in front of her and spread her knees a few inches apart. She dropped her hands into her lap and began to pull her skirt up her thighs, bunching the material into her crotch while pressing her fist against her cunt lips. Stan looked down into his wife's crotch and saw her rubbing herself while she raised her skirt up her legs. He decided he wouldn't touch her until he could see her panties, he sat back in his seat and turned his torso so he was facing her side and just watched as his wife's skirt disappeared up her thighs. The men sitting around her also stopped watching the movie and kept their eyes glued to the attractive woman showing off her legs to them. When her hem was almost to her crotch and her entire thigh was showing, the man one seat over suddenly shifted in his seat and reached over to place his hand on her upper thigh, just below her rising hem. Kris froze, she stopped moving her skirt, but she didn't move her leg, nor his hand. Stan was a little taken aback, he had just assumed he would be the first man to put a hand on his wife, and he was probably just as shocked to see another mans hand on her as Kris was. He looked up a little, so his eyes could see how her nipples were doing, if he could see them he would know she wanted that mans hand on her leg. His eyes bugged out at the sight, he had never seen them so big or so hard, he smiled a big smile and quickly put his hand on Kris' other thigh, his palm on the inside of it and gave a little tug, indicating he wanted Kris to spread her legs further apart. Kris' chest was rising and falling with the quick breaths she was inhaling; her nipples were straining against her blouse, they felt extra sensitive to her as they pushed into the silk blouse. She could feel her pussy oozing it's juices into her panty crotch. She opened her legs wider and pulled her skirt all the way up to her waist, exposing the entire front of her string bikini panties; they barely covered her cunt hair, and Stan could see one of her pussy lips, bared through the side. He moved his hand up so he could slide a finger up and down it's length, he was not at all surprised at how slick it was to his touch, he knew how wet Kris got when she was turned on, and though it had been awhile, he knew she was turned on now. Kris shivered from head to toe when she felt Stan's finger, she rocked in her chair as an orgasm swept through her, it had been so long since he had gotten her off, she was a little surprised at how easily she came. The man moved over so he was sitting next to her, he felt her leg shake under his hand, so he knew she came too. He looked at where Stan's hand was and placed his on the other side. He snaked a finger under her panties and rubbed her other cunt lip. Again Kris rocked in her chair, he was the first man to touch her so intimately since she married, Kris was falling into an erotic trance, every touch was a new sensation, and each new sensation made her cunt wetter and wetter. The man sitting in front of her turned around and reached out one of his hands, he pushed past the sopping cloth of her panties that covered her cunt opening and inserted two fingers all the way in to the last knuckles. He began finger fucking her, pushing and pulling his fingers into seeping twat, while Stan and the stranger stroked her cunt lips. The man in front of her reached over further, so he was able to stroke Kris' clit with his thumb. She pushed back against his fingers, so his thumb rubbed harder against her. Kris was sitting with her legs splayed apart, her skirt bunched up to her waist, her hands clutched the arm rests, her head was tossed back, resting on the back of her seat, her eyes closed as she basked in the overwhelming feeling of the three hands caressing her pussy. Her body was all sexual heat, and she knew she could cum with every touch on her skin. And cum she did, for two men sitting in the row behind her stretched over her shoulders and began to run their hands over her tits, the men unbuttoned her blouse and inserted their hands so they could feel her bare breasts. They were both stunned when they discovered her nipples. Kris' nipples were now like corks freshly pulled from a bottle of fine wine, almost as tall and almost as wide around. The men had never felt anything like them, they ran their palms over them and pinched them between their thumbs and forefingers. Whatever they did, it didn't matter to Kris, she was lost in perpetual orgasm. It had been a long time since Stan's cock felt as rock solid as it did at this moment, he wanted to fuck his young beautiful bride right then and there. "Kris," he said out loud, as he unzipped his pants and pushed them and his boxers down to his ankles, "get up and sit on my cock, facing the screen, I want to fuck you now." Kris turned to her husband and opened her eyes, she dropped her gaze to her husbands bare crotch and saw how hard he was, harder than in years, if ever. She quickly jumped up and settled her ass cheeks down onto his lap, she moved the crotch band of her panties aside and guided her husbands cock into her steaming cunt. She put all her weight down on her ass cheeks so she could push his dick as far up her pussy as he could get, then she rubbed her ass cheeks back and forth on his thighs as she leaned forward, she fucking her husbands dick, more than he fucking his wife's cunt. Kris began rising and falling as she impaled herself on his cock, suddenly she felt her face being held on either side and her mouth was guided towards a cock bigger than anyone she'd ever seen. Her mouth opened in fright and as it did she found it filled with the head of the mans dick. Despite her fears, Kris eagerly tried to suck on it, she got her tongue out of the way and began to swallow it as far into her mouth as she could. When it hit the back of her mouth she stopped, her lips were stretched far apart as they wrapped around the huge shaft, and her mouth was filled by it. She tried lapping it with her tongue, but found it hard to move. The mans hands moved from the sides of her face to the back of her head, and he wrapped her bountiful head of hair around them and began to force her mouth up and down on his cock, pulling her hair to guide her mouth back and forth as he fucked her mouth. "Ummmmm" moaned Kris as she was impaled at both ends of her body, she was quivering and shaking as her body spasmed in wave after wave of orgasms, she was being taken from one peak of cumming to the next, as her squirming made her move on the cocks in her mouth and cunt. The man in her mouth pulled her hair so her mouth came to a stop, she felt his cock jump against the roof of her mouth, and suddenly her throat was hit with a jolt as his first wad of sperm came flying out. Kris swallowed it in one gulp to keep from gagging on it, then as more and more came gushing out she couldn't swallow fast enough, and some of his cum went pouring out the sides of her mouth and down her chin to drip off onto her tits. The man went staggering backwards when he was finished cumming and his cock began to shrink in the beautiful woman's mouth, amazed at how good looking she was and why she was sucking and fucking in a dirty movie theater. He was gently pushed aside by another man who wanted to get his dick sucked. Kris felt her face once again being taken and another cock was put in her mouth. This was too much for Stan, he had watched his wife suck another man while he fucked her, it was better than all the fantasies he'd had for the past few weeks. He watched her mouth being fucked, and he watched as she swallowed the mans cum, and he saw it dribble out of her mouth. So when he saw another cock enter his wife's mouth he erupted. His cock jerked and twitched in his orgasm and so did his body. He had never cum so hard, he even lifted his wife's feet off the floor as he bucked his pelvis into her. When he had shot his last wad, he collapsed back into his seat, his chest rising and falling with a rapidity that scared him, he gave himself a rueful smile as he considered a heart attack, what a way to go he thought. Kris felt her husband shooting into her pussy, her body bounced up and down as he lifted her up, her mouth also bounced up and down on the second mans cock. At one point it was forced into her throat and Kris did a small deep throat job on it. She didn't gag and discovered she could indeed take a cock down her throat. The man in her mouth didn't last much longer than her husband and Kris soon found her mouth once again filled with a strangers cum, and she just as eagerly swallowed it as best she could, then in mid swallow the guy took his cock from her mouth and aimed his remaining cream at her face, spurting wad after wad over her lips and onto her cheeks and into her hair. Stan looked on as the man began to shoot all over his wife's face. When he was done spurting, Stan took a finger and wiped the cum off her face and then stuck it in her mouth so she could suck it off, which Kris eagerly did; wrapping her tongue around his finger, licking it clean. He leaned closer to her and whispered into her ear "I gather I don't have to go to jail, my little vixen?" Kris giggled. "No, I guess you don't," she sighed and leaned back against Stan's chest, "that was incredible, I didn't know sex could be so earth shattering." She crooked her head and looked back at him, seeking his eyes, "You've never fucked me like that before, what I was doing turned you on too, didn't it?" "Yes, I must admit it did," Stan replied, and to himself he chuckled, and that's all I'm admitting. "Shall we go, or do you feel like doing the rest of these men?" Kris looked around her, the remaining three men were looking at her and stroking their cocks, she smiled at them in the semi-darkness and said "Sorry guys, but I'm a little overwhelmed, seeing as it is my first time doing something like this, but be sure you're here tomorrow night" and she said to Stan, "what time dear?" Stan answered, "8:30" Kris looked back to the men and continued "be here tomorrow night at 8:30 and I promise you will get some part of me." "How do we know that?" one of the men brazenly asked, 'why should you want to come back here so soon?" Kris looked him in the eye and said "Because my husband is going to give me to a man here tomorrow night, and that man is going to do what ever he wants with me, so I assume you men will be offered my body at some point in the evening." As she spoke, hearing herself describe the next evening, she leaked more pussy juice out her all ready over flowing cunt. Kris realized she was looking forward to her next adventures. Stan and Kris stood and adjusted their respective pieces of clothing and left the theater. Stan hailed the limo and James backed up and opened the door for them. He noticed their disheveled clothes and Madams messed up hair, he looked at the theater sign, he didn't say a word, but his mind raced through a lot of different scenes. As he helped her into the car he could not help but see all the way up her skirt, how moist her panties were was clearly evident, and the distinct aroma of copulation was in the air. He shook his head in wonderment at the old man and the young wife, as he walked to his place behind the wheel, but then he smiled to himself, thinking, hey his money has bought you too. As James drove them home, Stan and Kris snuggled in the back seat and fell asleep in each other arms, both exhausted from their mutual exertions. Adult Movie Theater Ch. 3 Jim Evans spent the next day on the phone. "No, I am not kidding, and no it is not a scam, does a scam artist wear a tailored suit worth at least a thousand dollars?" He listened for a few seconds, "Look, if she doesn't turn you on, just leave, and if no one shows up, the first two rounds are on me." He listened again, "Listen to yourself you idiot, you want a drink more than you want a woman, man sometimes I worry about you. Just be there before 8:30, okay?" He hung up the phone and shook his head, I need to get some new friends, he thought to himself. If they saw the sincerity in the old mans eyes, there'd be no problem. His only fear was what the wife looked liked. When Jim and the five friends he called saw Kris, Jim never had to buy another round the rest of his life. Kris spent the day at her spa, being pampered by a bevy of drones. She had a sauna, pedicure, manicure, massage, facial, and her hair styled. No part of her body went untouched, she saved her pussy for herself, and fingered herself to a climax in the sauna. While rubbing her clit, her eyes closed, and she saw herself being touched by many hands, all stroking and caressing her body, then she saw her husband watching and immediately came. She still didn't know if she was doing this for him or for herself. Stan spent the day buying the clothes he wanted Kris to wear that night. He saw her as a classy tart, so he was at the mall going from Bloomingdales to Neiman Marcus to Lord and Taylor, looking for that certain something. When money is no object most anything can be found. Stan wound up finding a white sheer silk blouse with a peter pan collar and an attached tie that would fall between Kris' breasts as it fell on her chest. Of course they would be clearly visible under the sheer fabric, when Stan held the blouse in his hands he could make out the creases in his palms through it. He also found a knee length see through skirt, or it would be with some modification. It was a sheer outer skirt with an opaque inner slip which Stan figured he could cut out, leaving her legs as exposed as her breasts. His next stop was the lingerie shop, where he met his next sexual adventure, although he didn't know it at the time. Kris wasn't going to wear a bra so he only needed to pick out a pair of panties and some thigh highs. He was attracted to some Vanity Fair string bikinis, he picked a black pair, he knew it would be completely visible under her skirt. Next was a pair of thigh highs, he felt this was going to be a problem because of Kris' long legs, he didn't like the look of short stockings on long legs, so he wanted to be sure to get an extra long pair. Just then a leggy blonde sales lady appeared and asked if she could help him. Stan eyed her for a second then said "my wife is 5'9" and I want to get her a pair of thigh highs, but I need them to reach the top of her thighs, not the bottom or middle." The pretty blonde said " I wear thigh highs, and I would be happy to show you the ones I wear." Stan decided to take her literally "Wonderful, raise your skirt so I can see where the tops come to." Betty dropped her mouth and stared at Stan, he could see her going over her statement in her mind, then she blushed a deep red. "That didn't come out right sir, I meant that I could show you where the ones I wear, are." Stan looked at her for a few seconds, "No miss, I think I heard you right, and to prove it, I will give you five hundred dollars to raise your skirt so I can see how high the stockings go." Betty just stared at him, her mouth dropped open a little more. Stan got out his wallet and took out five crisp one hundred dollar bills and fanned them in front of her. "Just enough so I can see how high they are miss, that's not so hard for five hundred dollars is it?" Stan said and shrugged his shoulders. The blonde looked at him in a new light, a distinguished looking older gentleman, and from the look of his suit and the diamond ring on his finger he definitely had money. He seemed harmless enough. "Okay," she replied. Betty dropped her hands to the hem of her skirt and raised it so Stan could see the tops of her stockings. They were high enough that she had to hike her skirt so he could see the crotch of her panties. Stan hadn't seen legs on a woman like hers since the days of his childhood looking at pictures of Marilyn Monroe. He was smitten by them. He reached into his wallet and got out a business card. He handed it to her along with the bills. "Those stockings are perfect, and so are your legs. I want you to come to work for me, I will triple what they pay you here," Stan said to her, "and I want to buy every pair of those stockings you have, I will give you half and keep the other half." Betty again just stared at Stan. She mulled over the job offer in her mind, "Just what type of job did you have in mind?" "Oh, I'll figure something out for you to do, but rest assured it will entail you raising your skirt to show off your legs. Think you can handle that?" Stan replied. Betty pondered some more, he was offering her over 25 dollars an hour to show off her legs to him, she was doing that for her many men friends for free. "Okay, Mr. Bridle," she said looking at the name on the card, "you've got a deal." "Wonderful," smiled Stan, " but please call me Stan, all my employees do, Miss? ahh it is miss isn't it?" "Yes, yes it is, Betty Ponce, Stan," Betty answered the question in his voice. "Even better," winked Stan, " just call the number on the card when you are ready to come to work, and remember, you are not allowed to wear pants." "Yes sir, no pants, sir, and I will call soon sir," Betty responded, in an obedient tone. "Excellent," Stan smiled at her, taking note of the tone of her voice, "I'm sure you will make a perfect employee." "I will try my best sir," Betty replied, handing Stan a bag filled with thigh high stockings. "Wonderful, I expect to see a lot of you real soon, Good day Miss Ponce," and Stan took the bag from her hands, nodded his head to her and walked out the door. When Stan got home he found Kris in the bedroom in front of the mirror putting on makeup. "Getting ready so soon?" He asked as he leaned over to kiss her lips. "No, just experimenting with how much I want to wear and how I want it to look." "Not too much rouge, I don't want you looking like a cheap tramp. In fact here are some things to wear to make you look like an expensive tramp, they may give you an idea of what make up to wear," and Stan handed her the bags containing the blouse and thigh highs. He kept the skirt so he could take a scissors to the inner slip; cutting it out to make the skirt as see through as the blouse. Two hours later they were ready to go, Kris looked beautiful in her see through blouse and skirt. Her tits were easily seen under the blouse, her black panties and dark thigh highs stood out beneath the almost nonexistent skirt. James drove them to the theater, as he held the door open for them to exit the car, Stan leaned over to him and said "Come into the theater in about half an hour, James, see if we need you. I'll leave a ticket for you at the door." Stan saw no reason his staff shouldn't partake of his wife too. They bought their tickets and entered the theater, Stan saw the man he was going to give his wife to standing in the lobby. Jim Evans and his friends had been waiting in the theaters' lobby, and they were awestruck when the man and woman approached. They watched as the tall, beautiful, almost nude, Kris walked towards them, and then they heard those magic words. "Here is my wife, she is yours to do with as you please for the next three hours, as we have agreed" Stan said as he presented Kris to the man. Jim took Kris by her arm and turned to his friends with a huge smile on his face, "meet me inside gentlemen, the festivities are about to commence." Jim only half expected the man to show up with his wife, but he had invited five friends to come along just in case they did show, he also thought about, or fantasized, more like it, a few scenes he would do with a woman given to him at a dirty movie theater. Now, not only did it happen, but the woman given to him was as beautiful as any model he had ever seen in any magazine, and she was his to be used in any way imaginable for the next few hours. He couldn't help himself, as he and Kris walked down the aisle he slipped his hand around her chest and squeezed one of her tits. He felt her nipple, and like all men who encounter her nipples for the first time, was absolutely astounded by its hugeness. Kris was getting hotter and hotter by the second. She had been leaking cum juice from the time Stan gave her the clothes she was to wear, and her nipples had grown along with her wetness. So when the stranger put his hand on her breast, and felt her nipple, he felt hours of sexual anticipation. Jim was growing bolder by the second too, as they slowly walked down the aisle he looked around the theater. He wanted all the men to see him with this beautiful lust-filled woman. He stopped in the middle of the theater and spoke out loud: "Excuse me, may I have your attention please, gentlemen. This gorgeous piece of ass has been given to me this evening to use as I like, so I am going to fuck her here, in front of all of you, then my five friends are going to fuck her, then you gentlemen can fuck her. Or let her suck your cocks, or I suppose, even fuck her ass, if you care to." With that Jim stopped, leaned into Kris' ear and told her to lean her elbows on the nearest armrest. So still standing in the aisle Kris found herself bent over a chair, followed quickly by the bottom of her skirt being thrown over her back, exposing her panty covered ass and nylon covered legs. Jim didn't even bother with lowering his pants, he just unzipped them, struggling for a second or two getting his ever hardening cock out, bent his legs, pulled Kris' panties aside and shoved it in her cunt. No preliminaries, no words, just shoved it in, he didn't care if her cunt was lubricated or not, he just wanted to get his dick into the woman who had been delivered to him. He needn't have worried, Kris' cunt was dripping and he entered her quite easily. Kris had been anticipating this moment all day. Her cunt was more than happy to have a hard dick in it. "Ohhhh, Jeeessuuuuus, yessss, fuck me, fuck me gooooood, sssoooo gooooodddd, uuummmmmm, yesssss." Kris hissed, as she ground her ass cheeks into Jims pelvis. She tossed her head like a horse shaking a bothersome fly, sending her mane of hair scattering in all directions. Her torso shook spasmodically as she had her first orgasm. Jim raised his head and looked around him as he fucked Kris. He saw his five friends standing in the aisle watching him with their mouths dropped open. He noticed the husband standing behind them, it looked like he was stroking the front of his pants. He gazed around the theater and saw the heads of about ten guys, all intently looking his way. He slammed his cock harder into Kris' cunt, wanting to, and making her, moan louder and louder. He bent over her back and whispered into her ear " You got a nice tight cunt, cunt, and your going to let every man here have a piece of it. I count about fifteen of us, cunt, and your going to fuck every one of them." Kris moaned back, "Oh yesssss, I will fuck them all, I want to fuck them all, I am ssooooo horny, you make me cummmmm," and she pressed her ass back into his thrusting pelvis, tightening her pussy muscles around the cock buried in her. "Pick your head up," Jim said to her, " look at the men around you, they're watching you get fucked, their dicks are getting hard seeing such a beautiful wanton slut like you ready to fuck them all." Kris did as she was told, she raised her head and looked around her, as Jim had done. She saw his five friends, she saw her husband; their eyes met, she saw him nod his head at her and smile, she also noticed he was rubbing the front of his pants. Then she looked around the theater, she made eye contact with the men she was about to fuck for the first time. Some of the men were young, some were old, when she looked at one old man, he smiled at her, and showed a mouth with no teeth, she would have been repulsed any other time, but she was in such a sexual high that she didn't care who fucked her, or what they looked like. She came again from their eyesight. She liked being the object of everyone's attention. Her orgasm and body movements were getting to Jim, but he had one last idea in mind before he came. " Get down on your hands and knees in the middle of the aisle," he said to Kris, "I want to fuck you doggie style, so everyone can see." He turned to the men in the audience, "this hot bitch is gonna fuck me while kneeling on all fours, you should all stand up and come over here to watch up close." With that, he took his dick from Kris' pussy and waited for her to get down on her hands and knees on the floor. He once again flipped her skirt up over her back, pulled her panties aside and slipped his cock back into her eagerly waiting cunt. Kris orgasmed again as he entered her, his cock was bigger and harder than her husbands and she was thrilled by it. It had been a long time since she had been fucked so well and so hard, she loved her husband but this was heaven. Jim was in heaven too, he had never fucked such a beautiful woman, let alone one so willing and slutty. Then he realised... "Say, I don't even know who I'm fucking, what's your name, you exquisite cunt?" "Mmmyyy namme isss Kkkrisss'" Kris tried to say as she was impaled by Jims cock. "Nice to meet you, Kris, fucking you is a real pleasure, but I think I have to cum now and I want it on your gorgeous face, in fact I think every one who fucks you tonight should try to cum on your face." Jim took his cock from her cunt and while he stroked it, he walked around the kneeling Kris until he was in front of her face. He took her chin in his hand, pulled her face up so he could look her in the eyes and said "Now suck me off so I can drench your face in my cum." Kris quickly took him into her mouth, she ran her tongue over his pole as she sucked on it. She placed the tip of her tongue on the tip of his prick and rubbed it over the slit, than slid it around the ring . Jim shoved in further, hitting the back of her throat. The tightness and warmth of her mouth surrounding his cock was getting him even closer to his explosion. He pulled out of her mouth, stroked his cock a few times and started spurting. He aimed at her mouth, the first wad came out fast and hard, it hit Kris on the lips, she opened her mouth wider and the next few spurts landed almost to her throat, the rest of his cum coated her tongue, her lower lip, and some dribbled down her chin. Jim took a finger and wiped up some of his jism from her chin and put it her mouth, Kris lapped it up with her tongue, then stuck it out as she looked Jim in the eyes, put it back into her mouth, and visibley swallowed it. Jim smiled down at her, " My lovely cunt, what a wonderful woman you are. Now it's time for you to fuck my friends." He stepped back, replaced his softening cock, and zipped up his pants. He looked at his friends and with a hand, motioned them to come closer. As one, they walked towards him, still not believing all they had seen, and especially how absolutely stunning the woman they were about to share, was. Tom was the first to step up between Kris' legs. He had been playing with his cock so it was all ready hard and out of his pants. He impaled the still on all fours Kris, shoving his dick into her cunt in one thrust. Kris kind of oofed as she was knocked forward from the power of his movements, the stiff pole in her pussy pushed to it's limit, his thighs pressing against her ass cheeks. It didn't take Tom more than 15 or so thrusts before he felt himself begin to explode. Jim was intently watching his friend fuck, when he saw his body begin to tense and his breathing quicken he said " remember, cum in her mouth." Tom looked up at him, swore to himself, and disengaged from Kris' cunt, but it was too late, he started spurting as he left the warmth of her pussy. His cum began to fly in all directions as his cocked jumped up and down while at the same time he was moving to the front of Kris. Kris turned her head to see what was happening and saw all that cum being wasted. Within a flash she grabbed the jerking cock, and put it in her mouth where she could swallow the last few spurts. She swirled her tongue around the tip, tasting the last few drops while swallowing all that she had captured. Tom's cock made a popping sound as he removed it from Kris' mouth. Kris was now standing erect on her knees, Bill was next in line and noticed her mouth was at the perfect height for a blow job. He couldn't wait to get his cock in her mouth as he struggled to get himself free of his pants. He finally wound up dropping them to his ankles along with his shorts. He hobbled around to Kris' face, his erect pole stuck out at a 45 degree angle, eagerly anticipating the warmth of the woman's mouth. He grabbed Kris' hair in both hands and guided her mouth to her dick. "You are the most beautiful woman whose ever sucked me off, you turn me on so much I'm gonna fuck your mouth like it's a pussy." With that he grabbed the back of Kris' head and shoved himself into her mouth, jabbing his tip against the back of her throat, he backed himself out and then back in, out and in, holding her mouth steady while he pistoned in and out of it, then he stopped, and with his hands on Kris' head he forced her mouth to go back and forth on his dick, her mouth fucking his cock. Suddenly he froze, pulled out of her mouth and began sending jets of cum onto her face. He covered her cheeks, lips and chin with it, then used the cock head to smear it around. Bob and Mark moved Bill out of the way so they could take their places in the willing wife's cunt and mouth at the same time. Bill sat in the aisle chair, "lean over the arm rest and suck my dick, Mark is gonna fill your pussy from behind while my cock fills your mouth from the front." Kris wiped her face with her fingers and sucked them clean. She then rose and leaned over the arm rest as instructed, as she bent her mouth towards the waiting cock she spread her legs as far apart as she could, so the man in her rear could have easy access to her cunt. Just as she put Bills' cock in her mouth she felt Marks' cock entering her cunt. She sucked on Bobs' cock with the same rhythm as Marks cock going in and out of her pussy. Her tongue ran up and down Bobs' shaft, circled the ring, and touched the slit, where some pre cum had oozed out. She licked at it and swallowed it. Kris was more aroused than she had ever been, not only did she love being fucked in front of all these men, she loved being fucked by them. Her pussy had never been so wet, her clit so sensitive, nor her nipples so hard. Her entire body was hooked up to the sensations in her cunt and mouth. Her moaning sent new sensations over Bobs' cock, the vibrations of her grunts and hums pulsed through him, causing his dick to quickly empty it's load in her mouth. Kris swallowed all she could, but some leaked out the sides of her lips. Mark continued fucking her from behind. He looked around him as he did, seeing the men in the theater with their eyes glued to the beautiful woman. He noticed the husband still standing in the aisle. "Hey mister," he said to Stan," you like seeing your wife fucked like this?" Stan had been silently watching his wife, rubbing his cock through his pants, he was startled to be spoken to. "Yes, I guess I do," he replied, "but it's more for her than it is for me. I can't satisfy her like she should be so I tricked her into behaving this way." Stan realized what he said to late to retract it, but fortunately Kris didn't hear him, for she was too busy swallowing a new cock and grinding her pussy on Marks. Adult Movie Theater Ch. 3 Jim's friend Gary took Bobs' place, shoving his cock without ceremony into Kris' mouth. He too grabbed her by her hair and held her head steady as he fucked in and out, using her mouth like a cunt. Kris stopped grinding her cunt back against Marks cock. She concentrated on sucking the dick fucking her mouth. As it filled her mouth she sucked the air out of her cheeks and surrounded it with her mouth flesh and her tongue. Her ministrations soon had Gary shooting his cum into her mouth. He exploded down her throat, his dick jumping and jerking around, it slipped out of her mouth and spurted it's last few wads on her lips. Kris ran her tongue around her lips and sucked the jism into her throat. Kris again began grinding her ass down on Marks' pelvis, forcing his cock ever deeper into her cunt. She stood up a little, gliding his cock tip to the edge of her pussy lips, then sat down, pushing it into her, she did this for a few minutes and Mark was ready to cum. "I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum," he yelled out loud. Jim reached over and picked Kris up from Marks cock, he quickly turned her over so she faced Marks' ready to explode cock. Mark pumped it twice and aimed it at her face. He spewed his wads everywhere, they flew through the air; landing on the seats, in her hair, and all over her face. Her face shone in the light from the screen, the gobs of jism covering her reflecting the light. While Kris was fucking and sucking the two men, James had entered the theater. He walked down the aisle until he was standing next to his boss. He was a little shocked to see what he had thought to be a conservative trophy wife being used as a common slut, but was happy to see it. He often had fantasized about the beautiful woman he drove around town on her shopping trips. When Mark was done covering his prize with cum, Jim looked around the theater for her next cock. He saw a man dressed in a chauffeur's uniform standing next to the man who gave him the woman. He quickly put one and one together. "You work for this couple, don't you?," he said more than asked the man. "Yes I do," replied James. A smile crossed Jim's face, as an idea leaped into his mind. "I'd bet you'd love to fuck this beautiful woman who bosses you around wouldn't you? In fact I think you'd love to fuck her in her ass." Jim smiled at James. "Yeah, that's what you'd like to do, I'm sure of it. So why don't you? Go ahead fuck her in her ass." James looked at Stan. Stan just stared at him with a glazed look in his eyes. "Sir?" James said to him. "Go ahead, James," Stan was finally able to croak out, through a parched throat. "She belongs to him for this evening, and we have to do as he says." Kris was wiping the cum from her face and licking her fingers as this conversation went on. She had never thought of James the chauffeur as anything but James the chauffeur, but now, in her heightened sexual state she saw him as another cock to help quench the burning desire in her loins. She didn't even care that her asshole was soon to be violated. Everything she was doing was so new and so exciting she looked forward to each new encounter. James approached Kris who was kneeling in the aisle, her head rested on her hands on the floor and her ass was pointed at him as he walked to her. He unzipped his trousers and put his cock in her cunt. He shoved in and out for a few strokes, to get it wet. He then withdrew it and placed it's head in her asshole and slowly began to push in. He got the head in to the ring "Ohhhh, mmmyyyy, goddddddd," Kris cried out, James stopped instantly. "No, don't stop," Kris said to him through clenched teeth, " it feels wonderful, it's filling me up, I want more, more, mmmooore" she hissed out. James started pushing in again, just as slowly, for it sure felt wonderful to him too. He eased further into her asshole, it gave way more easily and he slid in the rest of the way, until his balls slapped against her cunt lips. He eased back out until just the ring was in her, then back in, taking his time as he fucked her in and out. Suddenly as he tried to glide back out the asshole wouldn't let him. Kris ground her ass back at him, trying to keep his whole shaft in her. He slammed back into her hard, the hardest he had done. Kris grunted with his stroke. He began to fuck her harder, he bucked his pelvis into her ass cheeks, as she went forward, he moved his back out of her, then as she reacted and moved to keep him in, he pushed forward, jamming her ass with his hardness. Kris shook, her body spasmed with the most intense orgasm she had ever had. Her whole body was quaking around James. It was more than he could take and he came in her ass, sending bolt after bolt up her rectum, bathing his cock and her ass walls with his jism. He pulled out of her asshole, it shrank and puckered at him, he could see some of his cum trickle out. Kris was still shivering from her exertions. "Is madam all right?" James asked her as he stood over her. Kris looked up from her supine position and looked at him with half closed eyes. "Madam is quite all right, James, quite all right." Then she began to sway her ass back and forth, like a cat in heat, waiting for the next tom to have at her. Jim looked at the men in the theater, Okay, gentle men it's now your turn to fuck this beautiful creature anyway your hearts desire. " He looked down at Kris "are you ready to be gang fucked now?" Kris looked up at him with the same half closed eyes she showed James, "Oh yes, I am very ready." At that moment the three men from the night before appeared in front of her. "We would like our chance now," one of them spoke. Jim looked at them "Hmmmm, three at once, that should be fun. Would you like three cocks at once my beautiful cunt?" he asked Kris. " Anything you want, I will do," Kris replied. "That's my good slut, the perfect answer." Jim nodded to the men, "she's all yours." One of the men turned to Kris "I want to fuck your ass, he's going to fuck your cunt, and you're going to suck him off," he said, pointing out his friends. Kris positioned herself so the men could get in her respective holes. She sat up so the man who wanted her ass could scoot between her legs and position his cock as she lowered her asshole onto it. She leaned back onto his chest so the man who wanted her cunt could have access, then she braced her torso with her arms so her mouth could get at the third mans dick. Kris was filled with a total of two feet of manhood. Each sliding, gliding and shoving into all her holes. It didn't take long for the mass of humanity thrashing around on the floor of the theater to reach fever pitch, and they exploded all most as one, collapsing in a sea of sweat and cum and exhaustion. The men extricated themselves from Kris, stood up, and staggered away. Kris was left lying on the floor, in a puddle of cum. Jim looked down at her, her eyes were unfocused, he leaned in closer. Kris dimly saw a figure looming over her, her eyes were in a fog, as was her being, all she could feel was the loss of her body being filled with the greatest sensations she had ever had. "More," was all she could say. Unbelievable, Jim said to himself. He backed away and the rest of the men in the theater took their turns fucking her every way possible. Kris never got out of the aisle, she just laid there as man after man moved her body like silly putty to fuck her as they wished. In ones, twos and threes, they used her to satisfy their cravings. At the end of the three hours Kris was silly putty, her body a limp piece of well used meat. She was covered in cum from the men, and lint from the carpeted floor. She was exhausted, but exhilarated, she had never cum so hard, and of course she had never orgasmed so much. Kris was one well fucked woman and she luxuriated in it. Stan and James gathered her up like the wet dish rag she was and took her out of the theater. As they carried her out of the theater she turned to Stan and said "I want to do this again." Stan was ecstatic, he wanted to do it again too. She turned the other way and said "Home James." Then whispered in his ear "you can fuck my ass any time you want." James was more than happy to take her up on her offer. Things were looking up for all concerned in the Bridle household.