As I’ve mentioned, I was tall for my age and (modestly said) well hung. I could get served in a bar no questions asked, and I knew of this seedy little adult movie theatre that showed porn from 2:00pm in the afternoon. After many false starts…
….I paid and walked up a small flight of stairs and through a grubby curtained doorway and into the gloom beyond. I could see some couples dotted about here and there and a few single guys. The movie was in full flow and when I looked at the screen there was a guy firmly embedded in this girl and we were up close and personal. Actually, seeing a six foot tall vagina being stretched by a cock the size of a bus wasn’t that sexy, but the long shots were.
I took a seat and watched as my dick did exactly what every red-blooded 16 year old guy’s dick would do when in a sexually charged environment and promptly grew to its full size and began leaking pre-cum. Meanwhile, there was a couple about four seats down from me. She was obviously giving him oral, and her beautiful ass was pointed directly at me. Her partner (husband?) caught me looking and I thought I was in for trouble, but he merely smiled, reached over and scrabbled his wife’s skirt up high showing me her panties.
As if that wasn’t a teenage boy’s heaven on earth, more was to come. I saw his head bend and his mouth move as he clearly said something to her. I didn’t know what it was over the moaning of the action on screen, but afterwards, the o wan reached bending herself and pulled her panties down over her ass. Holy fuck! She even held her ass cheeks open so I could see invthe flickering light from the screen her asshole and her vagina.
The guy beckonde me closer, but held up a hand to stop me when I was two seats away. Clearly no contact would be permitted. She straddled him and I watched him fuck her. I definitely saw and heard her cum, and then it was fairly obvious when he came inside her. As she got up off him, she held still for a moment and I saw spunk dripping from her onto the cinema’s no doubt already spunk-filled carpet. There was some adjusting of clothing, then they both stood up and filed past me on the way out. Crazy, really, since there were fewer seats to their left than their right. On the way past, something landed in my lap which I discovered were her panties! Result!
Yes, obviously I was going to Jack off in that theatre, but as I looked around, and saw various couples either masturbating one another or single guys jacking off but trying not to look like they were jacking off, I wondered…..most of my mates would try to get in here..or already had and failed…..but where were the girls my age? Did they no know of this place? Or did they know but were too scared to come?
A brief flicker of light occurred way over to my right that I registered but didn’t really pay attention to. I wanted to wank off, but I was way to scared to do it anywhere near where someone might get the wrong idea - especially any of the single guys.
A night time scene was on screen which meant very little reflected light from the enormous silver screen. I grabbed the opportunity to move seats, taking my prize of the woman’s panties with me. Second row from the back, centre block, two seats in fro the right. Enough cover, but also close enough to an aisle for a hasty getaway should the need arise. Having stood up and moved, I used the movement to unzip. By the time I sat back down, my erect dick was fully released. A quick smell of the woman’s still moist panties and the pre-cum was flowing nicely. In fact, I was well on the way to a nice cum when that light flashed again to my right. I snatched a glance over at it, and to my horror, I saw a girl a couple of years older than me in an usher’s uniform and carrying a torch whose batteries had obviously seen better days.
If that wasn’t bad enough, worse was to come as she got up and walked over to me taking the next seat. I was way too hard and way too wet and way too close to even attempt to hide my dick. I was busted in every meaning of the word. She turned towards me, but the expected, “Would you mind leaving, please?” I heard as, “Can I watch?”
I wrapped my hand around myself and began a half-hearted jerk, just in case what I’d heard was wishful thinking, but she she lifted the hideous pink uniform dress and shoved her own hand down her panties I knew I was on safe ground.
Although I never saw anything other than her fingers moving under the material of her panties, it was more than enough for me, and anyway, I was well on the way before she walked over to me.
I confess, I didn’t take long before I came, and made a stupid mistake. For some reason, years of conditioning took over and convinced me I better not cum on the carpet. For a start I am and always have been a very heavy cummer. For another star, I was just some dumb-assed kid really. So, thinking I didn’t want to leave incriminating evidence behind, I came into the panties the woman had given me, thus depriving myself of her scent for the next few days. I was fucking furious with myself! For fuck’s sake…I’d planed to use her scent to wank off to for as long as it existed. Instead…..
Some delicious groans and sighs next to me and a quick glance showed me the mystery usher was cumming in her panties. This prolonged my orgasm well past the point it would usually have ebbed away.
We both relaxed, but she whispered, “I love the smell of sperm. It really drives me crazy.” I figured I’d be just as bold. “I love the smell of cunt. Gets me going every time.” (Fuck! WHY did I have to use the ‘c’ word?” But she just smiled and held her fingers to my face briefly before getting up and leaving.
That theatre was my go-to for a few months….until the building was bought, by all things, by a fucking evangelical church! No-more porn movies, just lots of happy-clappy hymns.
One thing though….I bet it took a flame thrower to peel that carpet off the floor!
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