First trip to the adult theater [F]

As much as I remember, as you shall
soon understand, I have been to this theater twice. ‘S’ & I had talked about it several times, initially thinking of checking out the backroom of an adult shop. Those are small booth like areas where you put money in to watch a video, as I believe it to be. I’ve never been able to check them out. I had called around our area and found that none of them allowed women in. Apparently there had been issues with men selling the women for services or perhaps the women doing it themselves. So we talked about the theater. “Paradise” it was called. I had passed it many times before, driving by, but never knew exactly what went on, only that it said Adult Theater underneath.

‘S’ explained there were 2 sides when you
entered the theater. One for homosexuals, one for heterosexuals. You enter to watch a porn movie. Inside it’s similar to a small movie theater with old style seating. Initially I thought, no way. This is going to be all old men jerking off to porn.
I boldly called the place and was told that on weekends they do get couples and women get in for free.

It took me about 3 weeks of hesitation,
until one night after a good amount of smoking, a couple naughty punishments and I was definitely feeling pretty good. It was late, I was up for a drive
(we used to frequently go for rides late at
night) and I put on a teenie outfit, thigh high stockings and heels. We discussed a safe word in case I wanted to leave immediately (“tomato,” i believe. I definitely recommend something unusual…it’ll stand out in the moment, if needed. Not that I could ever recall any sort of language at all, should I have needed it). Brought a coat along in the Jeep, since it was cool, but left it in the back enjoying the breeze and barr exposure on my skin.

I’m nice and relaxed by now and start to
recognize we’ve entered the city. As he
parks at the theater, my face turned a bit pale. I really didn’t think I could do this. He started teasing, playing with me, knowing all those things that would physically drive me wild. At a low
whisper I hear, “let’s just go in and check it out. If you don’t feel comfortable, we’ll
leave.” I grab my coat,wrap it around me
and sidled up next to him as we walk in.

The guy at the ticket counter had this
crooked grin and welcomed us right in, I
noticed he gave a quick nod to ‘S’. We walked into the theater room and it took awhile for my eyes to adjust. I could only see the brightness of the big screen and moans from the film being played.

I followed as we found our seats 1/4
way from the front of the theater. He
motioned me to enter the aisle first and to move down to almost the end of the aisle, saving a few seats empty. I nervously tried to pay attention to the film ahead of me, stealing brief glances around and behind me to check out the crowd. From what I could tell, there were not any other women in the theater.
I was quickly distracted by the hand sliding up my thigh and under my short skirt. My jacket was being eased off my shoulders until only my low cut black tank top was revealed. By now, my top of my thigh highs were visible and I knew I had nothing underneath my mini skirt!

I glanced over at him and after just the right “look,” I leaned over and unbuttoned his jeans. We had discussed this before….IF, we ever went to the
theater – I had rules. He was to ensure he was the only one touching me. I was not to leave with anyone else’s cum anywhere on me.

So here I was, leaning over, ass and probably more bared for all, giving head and moaning. This continued until I accomplished my task, swallowing that warm delicious load, cleaning that glistening huge cock and I returned back leaning into the chair. Briefly I noticed there were now several men crowded around us from every angle. One had even creeped up from the side and was on my right in our aisle! ‘S’ had kept him back a few seats away, but…many were within an arms reach, I assume.

He whispered something again into my ear, and I felt his hot breath in my ear. He knew how this drove me wild. His breath across my neck. I was really starting to squirm. My legs spread apart as his hand and fingers began ferociously pleasuring my pussy. My head was spinning, I was losing grasp on what was happening around me. My back was arched and, at
one point, my heel reached up and positioned on top of the chair in front of me. I no longer could even hear the sound of what was playing on the screen.

Before I realized what was happening, I was cumming and squirting streams of fluid all over the theater floor. THREE times! Not only was it sticky as we walked in, but now it was soaked. It took forever (what felt like several minutes) for me to come back down. Soon after, I felt him pull me up by my hand, straighten my outfit and guide me out of the theater.

I rested my head back against the seat for the ride home. Upon entering the house, he stated, “Good girl. You liked that now, didn’t you? That was an amazing experience. There was a guy who came up to watch right behind us who said to me after you came
‘Wow, she’s really a squirter. That’s hot. She must love it.'”
He explained to me that it had been great for him but was also a bit challenging. He was enjoying it but had to be constantly paying attention to everyone around us and what they were doing. How close the guys were starting to get, where their hands were going, and had to push some away.

I wasn’t ready for that…..Yet.
(to be continued.)

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