**The names below have been changed to protect the less than innocent parties**
This will be long with a lot of back story. It’s a slow burn, but once you get there it will scorch you, I swear. If you’re impatient, well, your loss and skip to the break.
I was recently separated from my wife, a month before our 10th wedding anniversary and I had decided to try to meet some women to end the dry spell that was the last year of my marriage. Turning to kik, I joined a swingers community based in my local area. What easier place to meet women could there be, my naive brain was thinking. After talking to several people there, I came to the realisation that monogamous relationships were what I was craving and I only ever had sex with 1 person from that group. Her name was Victoria.
In a community populated with a higher proportion of slightly less attractive or heavier women (don’t get me wrong, my ex-wife is a beautiful larger woman), Victoria was a stand out. 34 years old, stunningly beautiful with long almost black hair and a brain that was just as sexy. We bonded initially over our mutual interest in Star Wars after I saw a picture of her in a cute skirt covered in SW characters. We chatted and hit it off straight away. The first time we met in person was at the pub with a some friends from the group for a themed bingo night (it’s more fun than it sounds I promise). Neither of us made a move, but discussing it after we both realised we each really wanted the other, but were unsure if the other was interested. Boy were we both wrong. We went out several more times on group activity nights before we finally had sex in a hotel (we both had complex issues hosting due to previous relationships). This story is not about that night.
After hooking up at the hotel and in the back seat of the car several times (hey, when you’re a horny couple and you can’t bring your partner home) we decided that we were going to go to a BDSM club as Victoria had been in the lifestyle for years and I am extremely intrigued. I met her in the city after work one Friday night. She was there with work colleagues having drinks and had already changed before I got there. She was wearing a black, glossy vinyl mini dress with padlocks down the entire front and ankle breaker high heels. Her double D chest was prominently on display on her tiny frame. Yes they are surgically enhanced and yes they are pierced. She’ll freely show and tell anyone and more than likely give you a feel if you aren’t an arsehole. Such is the freedom a nudist has with their body. I gave her a bear hug and she tucked under my chin. At around 160cm (5’3″ in old measuring) she fits me like a jigsaw under my 192cm (6’3″) frame. About me, I’m just over 40 (but told I look early 30s) and not quite Silver Fox yet, but starting to get a bit of salt and pepper in the hair and beard. I’m not model, but I have had compliments on my appearance (and for some reason ladies like a dad bod). I was well dressed for the evening in a black business shirt with the sleeves rolled up and dress pants. We left there and Ubered to meet our friends Kate and Steve at the BDSM club.
When we got there it turns out the night was a dud. People in the scene were planning on going out the next night for a big event or something and had taken the night off so to speak. Time for plan B. Back into the Uber (now with 4 and Victoria squeezed delightfully against me in the back seat) and back into town to go to an adult shop. Now this particular adult shop has been known for years for its upstairs adult cinema. It had recently changed hands and now included a few more, shall we say, audience participation additions. There was a king size bed in the middle of the room next to a large timber frame (for restraint and rope suspensions). The bed was the focal point for everyone there at the time as there was a naked couple, mid-coitus on the bed. The woman was very vocal and seemed to be having a great time with the guy she was fucking. Victoria and I grabbed a seat on a bench by the wall and watched the live show for a while. I had my arm around her and was nibbling her ear from time to time as we watched 3 or 4 guys take a turn on the woman. Some on the bed, some on the swing next to it.
There were some seedy guys there. I’m not going to lie about that. 1 or 2 real old guys kinda creeped me out. 1 even was walking around with his cock just hanging limply from his fly. Not his finest hour I’ll say. After a while I took Victoria by the hand and we went to find Steve and Kate, who had wandered off earlier. We found them in the cinema part sitting on a couch watching porn projected on the big screen. We climbed the steps and grabbed the couch immediately behind them. The porn was by no means anything special. It seemed to be budget shot in some backyard party with dozens of coked up idiots and women who looked like they were in this for their next hit. Not overly exciting at all. Beside me, however I had something *much* more desirable. After we’d been critiquing the quality of the movie for a while I moved in for a kiss.
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It was like fire ignited between us. Kissing Victoria is one of the best things ever. There is a chemistry between us that we can’t even explain. Every time we start making out things go from 0 to 100 in short order. Hands were roaming, hers on me, and mine exploring the delightful playground that is her body. I kissed down her neck, small nibbles and bites. My hand crept up her thigh, up her dress and had a full hand of cheek. Her arse always feels so right in my hands. So soft and compliant. A perfect fit for my large hands. I licked her cleavage and pulled the front of dress down a bit to taste her pierced nipple. Once again I was kissing her, leaning over her and holding her to me. My hand now running up the inside of her leg, pushing it over as it ran higher, until my hand was fully cupping her mound through her black panties.
Victoria moaned into my mouth and I slid my fingers back and forth across her slit, the moisture already soaked through. I knew she was wet before. I knew long before I touched her, because of one of my favourite things about her; **I can smell her**. Just sitting next to me when she’s turned on I can smell her pussy and it is the most heavenly smell imaginable. I think that’s part of why I’m so animalistic with her, because of the sweet smell that comes off her must be packing some serious pheromones. As I pulled her panties to the side and touched her and even bigger groan escaped her. She wasn’t just wet, she was *slick*. My fingers were skating around her waxed pussy, splitting those tiny lips and rubbing her hard clit.
“Wait,” she said, pushing me away and stood up. She shimmied out of her dress (who knew that the locks weren’t functional) and layed back now against the end of the couch, one leg on the couch, the other on the floor. I moved down between her legs now, the smell of her cunt full in my face. I groaned at her divine odour. I pulled her panties to the side again and slowly lapped from the bottom, all the way to the top of her slit with the broad flat of my tongue. Bliss! I wanted as much of her in my mouth as I could. Her taste is phenomenal. I have never had such a tasty woman on my face. Trust me I know, because there is nothing more that I love to do, than bringing a woman to her peak with my mouth on her pussy. Many. Times. Over. I dove back in and seconds she was climbing to her first orgasm. About a minute later that came crashing over her. One finger into her now, zero resistance as it went in. I can hear her moaning, but that just makes me go for more.
Her clit is sitting there so pretty, just begging to be eaten, so my mouth greedily engulfs her. My tongue darting inside to scoop the wetness. Glancing up I can see a shadowy shape in the window beside us. We are probably being watched. My beard is soaked now. My nostrils filled with her scent. Another finger inside now. I can feel her building to another climax. My fingers now not poking, but stroking the inside front wall. The roughness on my fingers tells me I’m where I need to be. I’m licking, I’m sucking, I’m drinking her. We break through and she starts shaking. I can feel her quivering leg beside my head.
And I’m not done.
Relentlessly I keep at her. She’s still shaking as my mouth never leaves her. My tongue has been in, out and around that most precious of places. My fingers flexing, putting pressure as I pull them toward me. Tip of my tongue, to now pressed flat, moving around getting everything. She’s shaking hard now and she pushes on my head.” Please, enough,” her voice is husky. As I withdraw my fingers from her I take one last lap of her. She’s lying back, breathing heavily. Her bra is pulled down to her waist and her hands are squeezing her breasts. I look her dead in the eye and lick between my fingers that have just come out of her. I suck her juices off them. She only closes her eyes and moans.
As I’m sitting up a guy gets up from the chair beside us and hurriedly leaves the theater. As she’s getting dressed again Victoria tells me that he came in while I was eating her and jerked himself off in a hurry. We laughed about it. I ask the question and she confirms it for me, 3 orgasms she had. We soon leaned across to the seat in front of us and tapped Kate and Steve on the shoulder and told them we were leaving. We all got up and went on to enjoy the rest of our night.
Since that day our relationship has gone through many phases. Some good, some very bad. We’re now on a road to healing our relationship and I feel it’s getting stronger all the time. There is no doubt of my love for the woman. Of all the sexual encounters we’ve had, this is one of my all time favourite.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/dur3b9/fun_time_in_the_adult_theater
Nice very well written also. Thanks for sharing. She sounds like a keeper.