I'm a straight guy, but i love wearing lingerie, especially stockings and suspenders

In high school, I had occassion to muff dive a girl I liked in a storage area near the gym. I had a key as I could get out of gym and do chores instead because I had asthma. She gave me Bjs in return.

She wouldn't let me fuck her, as she liked her BF at the time and esp. his car.

He found out (someone saw and wrote it in a bathroom stall with the time and place) and confronted me.

I told him the truth, he took one punch (hit me in the jaw) as the vice principle came around the corner.

He got suspended for a week and lost the car for month.

She started seeing someone else, and when I graduated, the yearbook people put the nickname "Captain Quiff" in as a joke about this affair.

She still lives in my hometown, and cross paths on ocassion but we only smile knowingly and nod as was pass

Attractive coulle fucks suspended from cliff. 

With the house all to myself from Thursday through Sunday night, I suggested to Robby (our gang bang guru) that it would be great for him to arrange a fuck session where we could take advantage of an empty house for a change, rather than renting a hotel room for our activities. He came through within the first couple of hours, which just shows what an amazing track record he has of snagging seriously fuckable women.

He'd connected with Jamie via a Craigslist ad. She's 30, 5-5 120, with blonde-highlighted light brown hair and 32B tits. The photo posted here is the one she sent along with her request to meet. Because it was midday Thursday, Robby was only able to arrange a threesome, since the rest of the guys in our over-50 GB group couldn't make it on such short notice. Jamie was apparently OK with that, though, since this was to be her first multi-guy sex encounter and she wasn't too sure how overwhelmed she might be with more participants. And if her claims could be believed, it would prove the first time in more than a month that she'd had any kind of sex at all.

While waiting for them to show up, I gave Robby some shit via text because, after picking Jamie up from her place in North Denver, he had trouble finding my house on the southeast side. He claimed his GPS was all fucked up, but I was more certain it was operator error. Also on the way over, he "warned" me that Jamie was a bit on the skanky side, but I replied that, given our plans for the afternoon, that was a benefit rather than a flaw.

They showed up at my place just before 1:00 p.m., around 20 minutes late. I'd prepared our guest room in advance by stripping the queen-size bed and putting on a new bottom sheet plus clean pillow cases, setting out a brand-new tube of lube, and adjusting the shades so the room wouldn't be quite so bright. Meeting them at the front door, I saw that Jamie was dressed in a pleasantly slutty outfit: Short green cloth jacket over a black lace sleeveless top with a purple bra showing underneath, a denim micro-mini skirt that barely covered her ass, and over-the-knee high-heeled leather boots. She had her hair tied back in a ponytail and spun around after coming through the door so I could apply the green silk scarf I was using as a blindfold. She'd asked for this as one of the conditions of the afternoon's activities, and I was happy to oblige.

Given the lateness of their arrival and the fact Robby had to leave in an hour to pick up his kids from school, we immediately headed upstairs and got down to business. I helped Jamie off with her jacket and unzipped her skirt so she could slip it off. She quickly removed her lacy top and I unhooked her bra. We all agreed she could leave her boots on for the duration. Meanwhile, Robby was stripping down to bare skin, tossing his clothes haphazardly onto the floor in his haste to start in on Jamie. She asked us to leave her undershorts on -- they were leopard-print boy-shorts -- which was fine because they'd been altered by having two carefully placed holes cut out of the crotch. One showed off her smoothly shaved pussy while the other exposed her tight little asshole. I ran my hand down over her buttocks and slipped my middle finger into her tight, wet pussy while removing my clothes at a pace considerably slower than Robby had achieved. He put his hands on her small, firm tits and began to suck on her nipples, which stood up nicely to the attention. She used one of her hands to tug on his fully erect cock - it was hard even before he took off his trousers -- and meanwhile I disengaged so I could remove the rest of my clothes as well.

Robby suggested she lie on her back, which she did, and he stuck his face in between her thighs to taste some of that sweet, sweet pussy. I thought he might be down there a while, but after only about a minute of some serious licking he stood up, pulled her hips closer to the edge of the mattress, and jammed his seven-inch dick into her wet slit. She had her legs up in the air with Robby pressing his hands against the backs of her thighs to keep them there as he pounded her hard. I'd stroked myself from a semi-hard to a fully erect state and climbed onto the bed so she could take my dick in her mouth. By changing my angle of approach, I was able to slide my entire member into her mouth. Of course I'm less than six inches, so it's not a huge challenge, but I could still sense the tip of my cock hit the back of her throat with every downward thrust, which was a great feeling.

After a few minutes of fucking her while standing alongside the bed, Robby suggested it was my turn to squeeze my dick into that pussy. We helped flip her over -- her equilibrium was compromised somewhat by the blindfold -- and I entered her from behind, doggie-style. It had been a couple of months since I'd had sex, so this was a welcome opportunity and I made the most of it, thrusting enthusiastically as Jamie reached down with her right hand and rubbed it briskly across her clit. Meanwhile, Robby had opened up the small bottle of Astroglide he'd brought with him and suggested we DP the girl. She was definitely on board with that idea, so we maneuvered ourselves into position with me on my back and her on top, facing me. She reached down and re-inserted my cock into her pussy and leaned forward so I could suck on her tantalizingly erect nipples. I moved my legs together and Jamie did the same with hers, which allowed Robby to climb aboard and straddle the two of us. He squirted some lube onto his index finger and worked it into Jamie's rear hole, removed it quickly, and leaned forward while pressing his cock's head against her anus. She balanced on one hand above me while reaching back with her other hand and pulling her butt cheek aside to provide him greater access. A deep grunt from her, plus added pressure on my dick inside her pussy, told me he was in her ass. I lay still with my hands on Jamie's hips while Robby did all the work. He pounded her ass with enthusiasm and some deep penetration while she ground my pussy against my lower body. I saw Jamie's chest flushing red and moved my hands from her hips to her tits, tugging insistently on her nipples to match the rhythm the two of them were playing out above me. After a couple of minutes, Jamie let out a big groan and announced she was cumming.

By this point Robby was starting to run out of gas, so he pulled out of her ass and stepped across the hall into the bathroom so he could find a towel for wiping off his dick. Jamie rolled off me and onto her back, but she was clearly far from done. Neither was I -- so I climbed off at the foot of the bed and pulled Jamie toward the edge, pushed her legs up into the air and told her to hold them there (which she did by looping her arms around the backs of her knees), and then I sank my cock into her ass. It was the first time I'd done anal in probably 20 years, and it felt terrific. I was soon pounding her with balls-deep thrusts, and she let go of one leg so she could reach down and mash her fingers against her clit in a rapid-fire manner. Meanwhile, Robby crouched next to her face and stuck his newly cleaned-off dick into her mouth. She sucked him enthusiastically while I fucked her ass; then her butt muscles clenched and she was suddenly in the midst of her second orgasm.

Once it passed I withdrew, especially since my legs were shaky from all the thrusting that I was hardly used to anymore. Robby decided he wanted some more of Jamie's asshole, so we switched positions and he stood at the foot of the bed with his dick inserted all the way into her poop-chute. After about eight or ten thrusts he announced he was ready to cum, so he pulled out and shot a nice thick glob of white goo all over her pussy lips, with some coming to rest on her shorts. I was positioned behind her, with her head cradled in my lap, so I reached down and used two of my fingers to scoop up some of Robby's ejaculate. Then I popped my fingers into Jamie's mouth and she sucked them dry.

By now it was time for Robby to split, but I wasn't quite ready to call it quits and Jamie agreed to let me take her home. As Robby dug around on the floor for his discarded clothes and started to put them on, I finally pulled off Jamie's blindfold -- it was simply too much in the way after all this time -- and convinced her to get on top of me, 69-style. Robby said a quick goodbye, to which Jamie was only able to reply with a muffled grunt, since at that moment she had my entire cock in her mouth. I licked her pussy, sucked on her clit and slipped a finger into her ass, hoping to induce a third orgasm, but she came off my cock long enough to explain we'd made her pretty sore down there, so instead I pulled my face and hands away from her crotch and simply let her do her work. About three minutes into this latest activity I said, "OK, finish me off." Jamie took that as a cue to get me to cum, so she wrapped her hand around the base of my cock, sucked harder on the head, and shortly thereafter I was pumping my jizz down her throat.

She wanted to smoke a cigarette (Marlboro!), so she slipped on her black lace top and I led her toward the deck that's just outside our back door. She also wanted something alcoholic to drink, so I unscrewed the top off a tiny bottle of Barefoot Moscato and poured it into a juice glass. Classy presentation, eh? By now it was nearly 2:30, so rather than begin another fuck session -- we were both pretty sore at this point -- I suggested I drive her home. We got dressed and hit the road. On the way there, we enjoyed an interesting conversation about local politics, the police -- she was on probation for her 2nd DUI, thus a suspended drivers' license and the inability to drive -- and other non-sexual elements. As she exited my car she stuck her head back inside and gave me a warm kiss on the lips. "Tell Robby I'll be in touch again soon, OK? And next time, a couple additional guys would be all right." She'd obviously enjoyed herself!

This is the best video of its kind. Great whipping, I hope the poor girl was paid well enough so that she will come back for more! Even though the video was nice & long, I didn't want it to end: loved it! I would have liked this video even more if the girl who was being whipped while she hung from her wrists had been suspended TOTALLY off the floor so that her body would be stretched out by her own weight.

Well my mom got caught fucking the boss at work and they fired her dumb ass and her boss is just suspended and will return lol. Her slut ass should have known she would get fired and the white guy wouldn't. Now shes all mad screaming racism like thats going to work. One of her coworkers reported her because she was trying to fuck for a promotion and now shes fired and the white lady reporting her will probably get the job lol. She probably couldnt hide her big cow tits in time when the lady walked in the office. Dumb black whores smdh.

Ready to chain her up and suspend her so all my friends can use her. Thoughts? Her names Megan, feel free to use this photo as you please. Repost or reblog and share. She want to be famous.

Tits suspended and riding on a tree horse

I dreamed last night that I raped Chloe Moretz. She was wearing a dress with suspenders and a t-shirt underneath. I got behind her, pulled down her underwear and started thrusting my rock-hard dick into her tight cunt. She struggled at first and asked me to stop, but then she started enjoying it. I pulled her suspenders down and lifted her t-shirt up, and I started pinching her nipples while I was fucking her pussy from behind.

Then I woke up and jerked off furiously to this picture.

Best dream ever.

Pauline The Slut - Part 9: The Photo Shoot

When I came back down he threw me a bikini top, stilettos and a pair of shorts. "Put these on." 

We went out to the garden. He had me pose in various positions and started taking photos. He then had me take the bikini off. Next, my shorts came off. We then went inside. He switched on the two video cameras. For the next two hours we went through all the outfits we had bought in the adult store. I had to smile at the cameras and act as if I was enjoying myself. 

For the last session he had me get on all fours on the dining room table in the nude. He positioned the cameras so one captured my face and the other my cunt. I had to look straight into the cameras and say "I'm Pauline and I'm a slut." 

Then I had to lie on my back and spread my legs. He instructed me to part my cunt lips so he could film the inside of my cunt. I felt so humiliated. Then he told me to masturbate. I couldn't believe it. I never did that and now he wanted to film me doing it.
 "Why am I waiting slut."

I started to rub my finger along my slit. "Now stick your fingers inside." I stuck my finger in and moved it about. He then had me insert a second finger. 

"Get some rhythm going slut. Start fucking yourself." 

This was so degrading I was pushing my fingers in and out and he was filming the whole thing. I never thought anything so horrific could happen to me. I was reduced to his sex slave forced to obey his most perverse desires.

"Harder, let's see those fingers pound that pussy. Lift your arse up off the table. That's it. Now put another finger in. Look into the camera." I was pushing in and out as fast as I could. I was panting with all the effort which gave the impression I was enjoying myself.

"Keep your eyes open slut. Keep looking into the camera. Now I want you to pretend you're having an orgasm." 

What? An orgasm! Oh my God! What did he think I was? Some kind of porn star.

"Come on, get a move on. I want everyone who sees this to think you're having an orgasm. It shouldn't be a problem for you, you've been faking them for years." He laughed. "Do you want to get thrown on to the street and your video sent to everyone."

I was defeated. I had no choice. I thrust my fingers deep into my cunt and at the same time lifted my arse off the table. I threw my head back and let out a moan. 

"Perfect, now lick your fingers with a big smile on your face." 

I brought the fingers to my mouth and licked them, all the time smiling at the camera. 

When I'd finished, he stripped and walked over to the table. He stood above my head. "Now, you will not move. You will keep looking at my cock with lust. When I cum you will look into the camera and say 'I'm Pauline and I'm a cum loving slut '. Understand?"

"Yes." 

I expected him to shove his cock into my mouth. Instead he started to masturbate above my face. As he was wanking himself he slapped my face with his cock. I never seen him masturbate before. I was shocked. He increased the tempo of his strokes and I could tell he was close to cuming. Suddenly he started to shoot cum all over my face. It went in my eyes, up my nose and over my hair. I was covered in cum. He slapped his cock against my face a few more times. When he stopped I looked into the camera and said "I'm Pauline and I'm a cum loving slut.".

He then stuck his cock into my mouth and had me clean the last of his cum from it.

"Now go clean yourself up and make some lunch. I'll be in the study."

When I brought him his lunch he was editing the videos and photos. He ignored me. I went back to the kitchen. Later I heard him go upstairs. After some time he called me up to the bedroom. He had set the two video cameras up. He'd also brought a flip chart up from the study. On the bed there was a black bra, thong, suspenders belt and stockings. I felt sick in my stomach at the thought of being filmed again.

"OK slut, put on that outfit." 

I slowly put on the outfit. He told me to kneel on the bed and face the camera. He then placed the flip chart beside the camera. 

"Your going to read everything that's on the flip chart without hesitation . You'll smile and be happy. No fuckups slut or I'll whip you good." He then picked up the riding crop from the dresser. He turned the page on the flip chart over. When I seen what was written I sunk down on the bed.

"Up on your knees slut." I heard the whish of the crop through the air before I felt the sting on my back. Before I could get back up he lashed me twice more. I looked again at the words on the page. I thought things couldn't get any worse but this was the worst yet.

"Get on with it slut."I looked at the camera and started to read the words.

"I'm Pauline, I'm 55 years old, married and the mother of two children, a 25 year old son and 21 year old daughter. I'm 5 foot 3 inches tall. I was a good wife until two weeks ago when my husband turned me into his slut. Now I'm his three hole fuck toy to be used whenever he wants. 

I'm going to have my first lesbian experience, have my three holes fucked at the same time and get gangbanged regularly. It's all going to be filmed. My husband has promised that I'm going to be a famous slut and star of my own porn movies.

I'm glad my husband has made me his slut."

He then told me I had to perform for the camera. "I want you to take the bra off and message your tits and after a minute or so I want you to play with your nipples. Squeeze and pinch them. Your to keep looking into the camera all the time."

I took the the bra off and did as he asked. Messaging my breasts and then squeezing my nipples. 

"Pinch them harder slut or I'll whip them." I pinched until they hurt.

"Now I want you to lick them." I struggled to lick each one. 

"Take the thong off and get back on your knees. Spread your legs and masturbate. Remember the show you put on earlier well this time do it better."

I did as instructed. I rubbed my fingers along my slit before slipping two inside me. I started to move up and down. As I increased my rhythm my husband reached for one of the shopping bags from the adult store. He took out a box and opened it, taking out a dildo and tossing it on the bed in front of me. "Use that slut. I want to see you fuck yourself real good."

I picked up the dildo. I had never held one before. I placed it between my legs and inserted it in to my cunt. I worked it up and down getting faster and faster all the time looking into the camera. I knew I had to make it look like I was having an orgasm. I rolled my eyes in my head, moaned as I rammed the dildo hard up me.

"Not bad slut, we'll make a porn star out of you yet."

He took his clothes off and turned the page on the flip chart. I cried out when I seen what was written on the page. He smiled. 

"On all fours facing the camera. Each time I slap your arse you read a line on the page, understand."

"Yes"

He got behind me on the bed and placed his cock against my ass. As he forced it in to me I screamed and buried my head in the bed. He pulled my head up by the hair as he pushed further in."Keep your eyes open and look into the camera." He then slapped my ass. I read the first line. "Oh yes. I love when you fuck my ass." He was now buried deep inside me and started to move in and out. He slapped me again."That feels so good. Fuck me harder."Still pulling my hair he picked up his pace ramming me hard. I let out another scream. Another slap. "Yes, harder. I want you to cum up my ass."He was now pounding me like I was a piece of meat pulling my hair right back. I soon felt him cumming inside me. He slapped me. I looked into the camera and smiled."I'm Pauline and I'm an ass fucking slut.""Clean my cock." I turned around and took his cock in my mouth.

It was a Friday evening in late March 2019. My wife was halfway through her two-week overseas trip to visit her brother, and I had the house to myself (except for my cat). Earlier that week I’d texted Jamie to see if she was up for a visit to one of our local XXX theaters, a possibility we’d tossed back and forth since earlier in the year. She and I met the previous October, when a buddy of mine had arranged a gang bang as part of our group’s ongoing activities. Using Craigslist personals, our cadre of six to eight guys, aged 50-plus, had fucked close to a dozen women over the previous year. With that platform’s demise, activity was down considerably, but we’d had one great last party, with Jamie as the target. She’s in her mid-30s, a petite 5’1” and just slightly more than 120 pounds, a natural brunette with dyed-blonde streaks, a shaved pussy, and 34B tits. On that October 2018 Sunday afternoon, five of us guys (ranging in age from 53 to 67) worked her over for the better part of three hours. Every hole was violated multiple times, she had semen leaking out of both lower orifices (not to mention the multiple shots she’d taken down her throat), and her orgasms had easily surpassed the two-dozen mark. Driving her home later that day from the hotel room where we’d done our dirty work, Jamie insisted she’d had the time of her life.

Five months later, I contacted her to ask if she wanted to accept the offer I’d made on that drive home. Jamie returned my text midday Thursday, and I agreed to pick her up the following evening for a night of as much semi-public debauchery as she could handle. It turned out she’d just been released from jail that day, having served five days in the county lockup for failing to appear at a DUI hearing. Subsequently bailed out by a friend, she announced how horny she felt, clearly ready for some action.

She popped into my car wearing a black mesh see-through top (no bra), covered by a light zip-up jacket, plus a black micro-mini skirt (barely covering her ass) and ankle boots with four-inch heels. I asked what she was wearing underneath the skirt, and in reply she grabbed my hand and shoved it between her thighs. “Black crotchless panties. You like them?” she asked. Her pussy was silky smooth and already wet.

We drove over to Circus Cinemas, the XXX movie house in North Denver. The downstairs area is an adult store, featuring tons of videos for sale plus every possible type of sex toy you can imagine. Upstairs there are three theaters, each showing hardcore fuck films. One is devoted exclusively to gay porn, while the other two show a constantly rotating mix of professionally shot hetero porn drawn from studios like Brazzers, Vixen Video, etc. A few years ago, the owners had installed new fold-down stadium-type seats with armrests in between each. The theaters have seven or eight rows of five seats each, but the place rarely has more than 12-18 patrons at any one time.

I paid our $12 entry fee and we headed up the stairs. This place has CCTV with monitors in each theater, so it’s possible for customers to see who’s coming in and whether they’re heading for one of the movie theaters. Women don’t come here often, so the appearance of a female always draws considerable attention. Couples seem to fit into one of three stereotypical roles. Most are there for stimulation, so they come in, watch the screen for 20 or 30 minutes (some sit stoically while others might engage in some light petting), and then split, presumably to return home to fuck while the juices are still flowing. A smaller number are there to show off, gladly allowing those around them to watch-and-jerk while they engage in oral sex. We usually see the girl go down on the guy, suck him dry after a short spell, and then they leave.
The third group, by far the rarest, is where the woman is there to engage with random customers. This almost always involves her performing blow jobs on assorted guys, while her companion either (a) simply watches, (b) finger-fucks her at the same time, (c) either goes first or patiently awaits his turn, or (d) joins in. In all the times I’ve gone to CC, I’ve never seen any full-on intercourse – well, except for that one time a truck-driver type fucked a cross-dresser in his ass.

Jamie was clearly ready for us to be part of that third group. We slipped into Theater One, where she promptly led me down to the front row. Most of the action takes place in the darkened recesses of the back row, but it’s a cramped space. Jamie clearly preferred the front, where there were no obstacles for anyone to approach her. It was 7:30 on a Friday, but the place was pretty empty. I counted five guys in both theaters, and none of them seemed ready to hit on Jamie. She slipped her hand into my sweats –I’d worn sweatpants commando-style, anticipating the action to follow – while I reached over and started to play with her pussy. After about 15 minutes of this, and with no one coming forward she said, “Let’s get out of here and head over to Pleasures.” On our way out, she talked me into buying her a pint-sized vibrator from the bargain bin, which would come into play much later that evening.

West Colfax in Denver is an old Jewish neighborhood that is now mostly Hispanic. A fixture at King & Colfax is the old Act I & Act II porn house, which was bought out a few years ago by the folks who operate multiple Pleasures adult stores around town. They remodeled the place, which mostly involved splitting the two big theaters into five mini-ones, and thankfully solved the problem of the place always smelling like piss. It’s a pricier entry fee ($24 for a couple), and they’re adamant about two things, both of which were told to us several times while I waited for the cashier to hand over my change. No unaccompanied women – ever – and couples are required to stay together the whole time.

We walked through the entry door into a dark corridor lined with viewing booths. Another aspect of this place is the melding of an old-time porn theater with modern booths, each with its own video screen and hundreds of XXX movie options. Your ticket price includes unlimited viewing over a six-hour period, although I’ve never seen anyone’s ticket checked to see if they’re overstayed their welcome. There must be 40-50 booths in all; some have doors that lock on the inside, but most are fairly open. The hallways wind around in a way that you almost wish you’d brought some breadcrumbs to scatter so you can find your way out again. This place was far better attended, and Jamie certainly attracted a lot of attention as we worked our way toward the east side of the building and its multiple mini-theaters.

Each theater shows a different porn genre, and it’s marked on the doors so you know what to expect. Only one runs pure hetero porn, though, and that’s where we were headed. It’s the theater farthest from the entrance, with two rows of five padded theater seats WELL PAST their sell-by dates, plus fairly spacious aisles all around the block of seats. Jamie again led me to the front row, but this time we had plenty of company. The first guy, around Jamie’s age, wasted no time in unzipping his jeans and pulling out his semi-hard dick. She tugged on his trouser leg to urge him closer and immediately sucked him all the way into her mouth. Then she wrapped the fingers of her right hand around the base of his shaft while working her lips around the cock-head, meanwhile reaching over to me with her left hand and grabbing my wrist. She pushed my hand in between her spread-apart thighs, and I responded by shoving two fingers into her pussy and pressing my thumb against her clit.

This first guy lasted maybe three minutes and pulled out just as he was coming. Some of his semen landed on her outstretched tongue, but most got deposited on her chin. Before she had a chance to wipe it away, however, a much older guy (mid-50s?) jumped in front of her with his pants already down around his ankles. She went to work on him immediately. Meanwhile, I climbed down off my seat and knelt as close to her front as possible. Once she realized what I had in mind, she twisted toward me while pushing her companion over to the other side. This gave me much clearer access to her pussy, and I took full advantage. I did everything to her that she liked, with two fingers deep and up against her g-spot, my tongue flicking her clit and occasionally sucking on it hard between my lips, and pulling out my fingers to replace it with a rigid tongue. She loves to have her asshole worked as well, but with the narrow confines of the seating and the fact she was sucking off a guy who partially blocked my full access to her crotch, that was one maneuver that would need to wait until later.

Old Guy neatly shot his wad down her throat and got replaced right away by some hefty Hispanic dude. I kept eating and fingering her pussy, and she rode up against my face through three or four orgasms plus a total of four blow jobs to completion. My knees were getting sore, so I stood up just as Guy No. 4 (a chubby white guy in his 20s) blasted her face. At that Jamie was ready for a break, so I helped her up and scraped most of the jizz off her chin before feeding it to her. The crowd of guys, which had grown to about 15 from the time we’d started, let out a collective “Ooh.” She called out to the group, “Don’t go too far, boys. I’ll be back shortly.”

We found our way through the maze to one of the bathrooms, and I locked the door behind us as she sat down to take a pee. “Did you bring any condoms?” she asked. I admitted to be holding half a dozen, so she smiled and said, “Oh, good. Let’s go back and see who wants to fuck.” As we walked into the mini-theater to return to our seats, Jamie stopped short and confronted the same old guy who’d been her second oral customer. “You’re still here,” she stated rather than asked. “You got enough left to give me a good fuck?” He appeared speechless and could only nod, so she grabbed hold of his shirtfront and half-dragged him behind her as she made her way to the front row again. “Give him a rubber,” she instructed me, so I did and then went to lean against the side wall to watch what came next.

Jamie reversed herself and knelt on the sagging theater seat, halfway leaning over the back while spreading her legs. Old Guy dropped his drawers to display a reasonably erect dick, tore open the condom wrapper and expertly slipped it on. He leaned up against Jamie, trying to find the proper height to allow him entry. Meanwhile she reached down between her legs and helped guide him into her pussy. There was a bit of confusion and halfhearted thrusts as they tried to work out between them who was going to do what. But they eventually fell into a satisfactory rhythm, and Old Guy gave her everything he had. The room was quiet except for the XXX video playing up on the big screen, so it was possible to hear clearly the guys grunts as he thrust forward, the slap of his thighs on her ass, and the moans coming from her mouth as she rubbed her clit while getting fucked.

At this point the room was pretty full of guys. Most of them had their dicks out and were stroking them. Off in one corner I noticed, for the first time, two fairly hefty cross-dressers who were clearly T-gurls, complete with breasts on display by their low-cut outfits. The smaller one was on his knees, sucking some skinny guy’s cock. Meanwhile the larger one – at least 6-4, 275 – pushed away a couple of guys who were standing in the row behind Jamie. I later learned s/he went by the name of Brittany, since as we were leaving an hour or so later, Jamie made a point of collecting a phone number. Anyway, Brittany stood right in front of Jamie as she was getting fucked, waited a beat or two to size up the situation, and then moved those feminine garments aside to reveal a massively thick cock. Without saying a word or waiting for Jamie’s reaction, s/he pulled Jamie’s head forward with one hand while guiding that dick between her lips with the other. The sight of her choking on that monster may have been too much for Old Guy, because he quickly finished up inside her and withdrew.

Jamie forced her way off that cock and asked Brittany to fuck her. S/he grunted by way of reply and went to the front of the room. I offered up a condom as s/he passed by, only to be told in a high, lispy voice, “No thanks, I’ve got my own.” Brittany ripped open a Magnum, worked the latex over the massive cock-head and down the impressively thick shaft, and took Jamie fairly brutally. S/he grabbed Jamie’s buttocks and lifted her up off into the air, which was the only way Brittany could achieve full penetration without kneeling on the floor; that’s how much of a height difference there was between them. This repositioning forced Jamie’s head down to the bottom of the seat, her face plastered against the faux-velvet-covered seat back. Brittany pounded her mercilessly for at least 40 or 50 strokes before letting out a most unladylike bellow and freezing in place while “her” cock pulsed inside Jamie’s pussy. After withdrawing, Brittany spun Jamie around and stuck that jizz-covered dick into her mouth. Jamie calmly licked it clean and then tilted her head back so she could drain the cum from the used condom she’d grabbed out of Brittany’s hand and suspended up above her face. Those still assembled (literally) gave her a standing ovation.

As all good actors know when it’s time to leave the stage, Jamie decided the conclusion of her encounter with Brittany was the perfect exit line. She stood up, somewhat shakily it seemed, pointed to the jacket she’d shed so that I knew to grab it, and then took my hand as we made our way out of the theater. Knowing I hadn’t gotten much of Jamie’s attention so far, although I’d enjoyed the show immensely and was proud to have used my oral skills to make her cum multiple times, as we headed toward my car she said, “Let’s go back to your place and try out some of those toys you told me about. I can’t wait to run my new vibrator over my clit, and my ass needs some serious Zac-attention.” But the rest of the evening’s activities will have to wait for another time to be told.