Another couple/another time
The theater I was attending, was visited by the County a couple of times a year, at which time they would haul a few patrons out for public nudity or public lewdness. They always seemed to visit late afternoon or evening and it was usually a black male and a white male, altho I am aware of at least once they came in with a male and from what I hear, a very attractive woman-this couple attended on a weekend night, entered and sat down in the couples section. After a short time, the woman was seem to put her head in the males lap at which time he covered her head with his jacket, which started to rise and fall accompanied by some moans. Shortly they were surrounded by other patrons, some of whom, unzipped and started to jerk off while watching the couple. Before long, the couple got up, and left, never to be seen again. But with in a few more minutes, the house lights suddenly came on and several men came down the aisle towards the couple section. Two men sitting in the area stood up and talking to the newcomers, pointed out various seated patrons, some of whom still had their cocks out. Those men were led out of the theater and placed in a van parked in front of the entrance to the theater. Those men were taken to the County lock up, photographed and kept overnight. I told this story only to show why I chose a time when such was not likely to happen to me. The theater opened at 9a.m. and most Saturdays and Sundays I arrived at that time. Very few customers until later in the day or early afternoon. But it was safe to assume that those who did arrive early "came to play". Even fewer couples came in during those times, but after visiting once, many returned having found they preferred the slower pace and not having to be worried about being swarmed by a large crowd of men and they could actually have a modicum of privacy if they chose. The regulars were very protective and were able to put peer pressure on any of the men patrons who might stray over the line. The lack of constant activity also allowed the regulars to get to know and converse with each other. The theater employee was an older retired male who made coffee for the regulars and played pinball with us
So I arrived early one Saturday morn and was informed by the retired man that a couple had been waiting to enter when he arrived and so he let them in 15 mins. early. He was not familiar with them but described them as a middle age white couple, well dressed in casual clothes and did not look like the usual patrons. They had paid their money and walked into the theater, seemingly knowing where they were going. Since there were no others in the theater and the coffee was still brewing, I hung out at the counter and chatted with my friend. When the coffee was ready, I poured a cup and stepped into the theater with it. Usually my eyes took a few moments to grow accustomed to the transition from light to darkness, but I immediately saw that the couple was sitting in the back row of the theater, next to the entrance I had used, with the male on the aisle and the female next to him. I stood for a few minutes until the woman asked me if there was coffee made and I answered Yes. I walked back into the lobby to be followed shortly by an attractive, rather petite woman wearing a jacket over a sweater, looking very neat and tidy. She poured herself a cup and when I walked nearby her, she spoke to me. "My husband would like to suck your cock." Just the kind of offer that I had never had made before. Since she was apparently not shy about the situation, I asked her "Is he a good cocksucker." She said she had been told that he was but she couldn't attest to it herself. So she was cute, talked nasty and had a sense of humor. I might fall in love. She walked back into the theater, knowing that she had if not stunned me, at least she had given me pause. Not to seem too eager, I did not run over her in my rush back and confidently strolled back in and stood by the seat her husband was in. {There were two aisles into the theater with a long row between the aisles of maybe 12-14 seats and then short rows of seats on the other side of the aisle. We used to call the aisle seats of the long row the power seats as they were prized as the person who sat in them could turn and suck willing patrons with out too many contortions. Unwilling patrons would usually stand elsewhere.} As I stood next to him, I began to rub the front of my pants in the universal sign of interest. But I hesitated to unzip and whip until I had seen a more definite sign of his intent. As I started to harden, he turned and reached over and began to unzip me....Game On, Bitches!!! I quickly was out and pointing skyward. He pulled me into his aisle where I stood in front of him with my back to the screen. He took my cock all the way into his mouth and rubbed under the shaft with his tongue. All the while his wife was turned in her seat watching intently. I looked at her and uttered "He is a good cock sucker, he makes my cock feel so good". She said something like "he wants you to cum in his mouth, he loves that". The husband was dressed in a camel color jacket over a nice button down shirt with tan slacks. He had salt and pepper hair and looked very much like an executive, certainly a professional man of some type. I mention this only because I thought that I should try to keep all of my cum from dripping on the clothes, if possible-realizing that at the time of orgasm, that would not be a major concern. I continued to assure her that her husband had excellent oral skills and that I was going to come in his mouth before much longer. This seemed to act as incentive to him as he grabbed my butt and pulled me into his mouth deeper. At this point I saw no reason to try to keep from cumming since it had been made clear that me spilling myself into his mouth was the purpose of this whole exercise. I may have mentioned that his squeezing my butt cheeks was going to make me cum and he pulled me deeper and squeezed harder, Ok, mister, I gave you fair warning and then started to paint his tonsils with my hot cum. He kept hold of my cock until I started to soften and I backed away. He then turned to his wife and began to give her a long deep soulful kiss with obvious tongue action. When it was obvious that the action was all but over, I went back into the lobby and poured another coffee, shortly joined by the woman who told me she had enjoyed that. I told her I had to and that her husband's hot wet mouth had made my cock explode. I also told her that they were not the usual couple who came into the theater. She laughed and told me that her husband had been after her to come into the theater because he wanted to watch her give oral pleasure to a stranger and had persisted in asking her to, that she had finally told him that if he wanted to watch her suck cock, so did she and if he thought a cock needed to be sucked why didn't he do it while she watched. That seemed to shut him up for a while. One night when they were in bed at home, she pulled out a dildo that she occasionally used and stuck it in his mouth while asking him if he liked it. He apparently was quite adept at deep throating the dildo and before too much longer they had agreed to visit the theater. He had always told her that he wanted to kiss her after she had taken a load from a stranger and run his tongue into her wet sticky mouth, so she made him promise that he would kiss her after he had satisfied a man. And to her surprise she had found it exciting the first time they had kissed like that. It turned out that they had visited several times before, just later in the day so I missed them. Because she tended to get all the patrons excited when she walked in, they had decided to try a more quiet time. We both agreed that we were glad it had worked out. I actually saw them several more times when it was a bit more busy. I saw him please several men in a row, after each time turning to her and feeding his trophy to her. I remember them fondly and am happy that they both had come to an arrangement which satisfied both of their desires/needs.
So I arrived early one Saturday morn and was informed by the retired man that a couple had been waiting to enter when he arrived and so he let them in 15 mins. early. He was not familiar with them but described them as a middle age white couple, well dressed in casual clothes and did not look like the usual patrons. They had paid their money and walked into the theater, seemingly knowing where they were going. Since there were no others in the theater and the coffee was still brewing, I hung out at the counter and chatted with my friend. When the coffee was ready, I poured a cup and stepped into the theater with it. Usually my eyes took a few moments to grow accustomed to the transition from light to darkness, but I immediately saw that the couple was sitting in the back row of the theater, next to the entrance I had used, with the male on the aisle and the female next to him. I stood for a few minutes until the woman asked me if there was coffee made and I answered Yes. I walked back into the lobby to be followed shortly by an attractive, rather petite woman wearing a jacket over a sweater, looking very neat and tidy. She poured herself a cup and when I walked nearby her, she spoke to me. "My husband would like to suck your cock." Just the kind of offer that I had never had made before. Since she was apparently not shy about the situation, I asked her "Is he a good cocksucker." She said she had been told that he was but she couldn't attest to it herself. So she was cute, talked nasty and had a sense of humor. I might fall in love. She walked back into the theater, knowing that she had if not stunned me, at least she had given me pause. Not to seem too eager, I did not run over her in my rush back and confidently strolled back in and stood by the seat her husband was in. {There were two aisles into the theater with a long row between the aisles of maybe 12-14 seats and then short rows of seats on the other side of the aisle. We used to call the aisle seats of the long row the power seats as they were prized as the person who sat in them could turn and suck willing patrons with out too many contortions. Unwilling patrons would usually stand elsewhere.} As I stood next to him, I began to rub the front of my pants in the universal sign of interest. But I hesitated to unzip and whip until I had seen a more definite sign of his intent. As I started to harden, he turned and reached over and began to unzip me....Game On, Bitches!!! I quickly was out and pointing skyward. He pulled me into his aisle where I stood in front of him with my back to the screen. He took my cock all the way into his mouth and rubbed under the shaft with his tongue. All the while his wife was turned in her seat watching intently. I looked at her and uttered "He is a good cock sucker, he makes my cock feel so good". She said something like "he wants you to cum in his mouth, he loves that". The husband was dressed in a camel color jacket over a nice button down shirt with tan slacks. He had salt and pepper hair and looked very much like an executive, certainly a professional man of some type. I mention this only because I thought that I should try to keep all of my cum from dripping on the clothes, if possible-realizing that at the time of orgasm, that would not be a major concern. I continued to assure her that her husband had excellent oral skills and that I was going to come in his mouth before much longer. This seemed to act as incentive to him as he grabbed my butt and pulled me into his mouth deeper. At this point I saw no reason to try to keep from cumming since it had been made clear that me spilling myself into his mouth was the purpose of this whole exercise. I may have mentioned that his squeezing my butt cheeks was going to make me cum and he pulled me deeper and squeezed harder, Ok, mister, I gave you fair warning and then started to paint his tonsils with my hot cum. He kept hold of my cock until I started to soften and I backed away. He then turned to his wife and began to give her a long deep soulful kiss with obvious tongue action. When it was obvious that the action was all but over, I went back into the lobby and poured another coffee, shortly joined by the woman who told me she had enjoyed that. I told her I had to and that her husband's hot wet mouth had made my cock explode. I also told her that they were not the usual couple who came into the theater. She laughed and told me that her husband had been after her to come into the theater because he wanted to watch her give oral pleasure to a stranger and had persisted in asking her to, that she had finally told him that if he wanted to watch her suck cock, so did she and if he thought a cock needed to be sucked why didn't he do it while she watched. That seemed to shut him up for a while. One night when they were in bed at home, she pulled out a dildo that she occasionally used and stuck it in his mouth while asking him if he liked it. He apparently was quite adept at deep throating the dildo and before too much longer they had agreed to visit the theater. He had always told her that he wanted to kiss her after she had taken a load from a stranger and run his tongue into her wet sticky mouth, so she made him promise that he would kiss her after he had satisfied a man. And to her surprise she had found it exciting the first time they had kissed like that. It turned out that they had visited several times before, just later in the day so I missed them. Because she tended to get all the patrons excited when she walked in, they had decided to try a more quiet time. We both agreed that we were glad it had worked out. I actually saw them several more times when it was a bit more busy. I saw him please several men in a row, after each time turning to her and feeding his trophy to her. I remember them fondly and am happy that they both had come to an arrangement which satisfied both of their desires/needs.
7ヶ月前
