As some of you have already read, I work in a midwestern theatre chain, and have found a fiduciary sexual relationship with one of my coworkers about six months ago.
As stated previously, we matched on tinder, and then flirtatiously began to explore more physical affectation towards one another. What began as a one-off sexual encounter blossomed into……well, a whole lot of at-work fucking.
Our particular movie theatre is actually split between two separate buildings, one housing 16 screens while the other houses 12 screens. After our first sexual encounter, I didn’t exactly know whether another opportunity would arise, as both of us were married, although she happened to have an open marriage, whereas I was chained into a primarily sex-less one. This is what attracted me initially to her; she had cracked the code to having her cake and fucking it, too. I, on the other hand, was not there, and it had been a good 2 years since my last temptation.
As fate turned out, we had 3 closing shifts in a row one weekend, the weekend after our first christening of the theatre. To my surprise, she enjoyed our previous experience and was willing to give it another shot. I was just ecstatic that another woman had found me attractive and sexually satisfying. In recent years, I’ve lost my hair and put on all of the 50 pounds that I had lost a few years prior, so I was at a sexual low point. Despite being married, I felt unattractive to all women, especially my wife. But my coworker helped me regain my confidence.
The first night of fuck-a-palooza, we ended up fucking in the administrative office of the larger theatre. Sexual tension built throughout the night, as we would Snapchat each other suggestive photos and comments. Still unsure whether she was interested in another go around, I was cautiously optimistic whether the night would end with me leaving work sexually satisfied or frustrated.
To my surprise, it was to leave satisfied, for after we got done with all of our closing paperwork, we moved into the administrative office where there were no cameras present. Since I was still not 100% on whether something would happen, I sat at the desk just making idle chit chat.
After a few minutes of innuendo, she began to massage my shoulders and back. She said she really enjoyed giving massages, and from my receiving perception, she meant it. I nearly fell asleep as she slowly worked the kinks out of my shoulder and neck. Shortly after, she began to kiss me, gently at first, which lead to a more forceful make out session.
She unbuttoned her work shirt to allow her bountiful, milky breasts to protrude from her black bra, her nipple piercings jutting thru on display. I gently caressed them as she worked towards my cock, slowly unbuttoning and unzipping my pants to let loose my throbbing cock for her to devour.
Once her mouth reaches around the tip of my cock, a sense of excitement and fulfillment overcame me. She would look at me directly in the eyes with each tongue lash, with ever stroke she placed on my cock; she didn’t just suck duck with her mouth–she sucked dick from her soul.
I wanted to fuck her that night, especially after the previous weeks creampie adventure in theatre #2, but the ferocity and fervor n which she devoured my cock made that less and less of an option. I knew that if we stopped to fuck, it would be insta-cum, so I let her go to town blowing me instead.
She sucker on my cock for what seemed like 20 minutes, and while I felt ready to pop, I just wasn’t quite ready to be done for the night. She began to get tired with her mouth, and I felt like I had already cum 3 times. With a little creative jerking, I was just about to let loose, and since I wasn’t quite sure if she was a spit or swallow type, i pulled out and jizzed mostly on my hands and her breasts.
As she sat there, semi-cum covered, I went to grab a t-shirt to clean up the mess I had made. To my surprise, she took offense to this, as she told me she had a cum fettish and began to lick up the remnants of my man-juice on my hands. She said to me she didn’t want me to think her weird for wanting to lick up every last drop of my semen; to which I didn’t think that at all–I actually thought it was kind of hot.
Within one week, I learned that this girl not only loves being filled with cum in her pussy, but also filled in her mouth (and Ass; but that’s a story for another time).
Night number 1 of fuck-apalooza was amazing, despite me not getting to eat her delicious pussy or fuck her, but night number two would change all of that……
—to be continued
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6u7jh7/fuckapalooza_at_the_theatrepart_1_of_3_mf
Why stay married? Try to work it out. Sex is part of marriage.