Joanne . A night at the opera…
Joanne and I have been friends for many years. We have been fucking like a couple of sex crazed weasel’s since our university days. But our biggest passion is, the Opera.
That is where we first met. We immediately hit it off because we both despised having to share our box seats with other people. But back then we were both broke students so we just had to make do.
After we graduated, we continued to go to the opera together. One year we both had had enough. We pooled all our money and bought all of the seats in our box for the whole opera season. Silence… At last!
In this opera house, each box seating area had a private entrance and a little sitting room that leads to the box itself. So, the sitting room of the box was completely isolated and totally private (once you close the curtains that separated the two).
The first opera of the season was Madam Butterfly (one of her favorites). Towards the end of the second act she leaned over and whispered “back in a bit”. She stood up and retreated, through the curtains into our sitting room.
I suddenly felt something poking me in the back. “God damn it!” I said to myself thinking it was some newbie intruder who thought it was OK to sit anywhere. I turned and found I was being poked by my umbrella by someone behind the curtains.
I grabbed the umbrella and pulled, but no one was on the other end. Moments later, the curtains opened a crack. I saw Joanne, waving and naked. I casually exited the box into Joanne’s open arm’s. “Is this naughty?’” She quipped.
It had been a year since we last fucked and boy were we ready. I threw off my close. Joanne put her hands on the side table and bend over. I slowly entered her waiting pussy from behind. In front of us was a large mirror, so everything was on display for me.
Suddenly she said “Oh! This is my favorite part…” She dismounted and ran to the curtains. She opened them just a little and poked her head out to watch. On my side of the curtain the view was even better. Her butt was big and round. Her wet pussy was just begging me to continue. I put my hands on her butt, positioned my eager penis and slowly pushed into her pussy again.
Quickly, she reached back and grab me as she was starting to loose her balance. Falling into one’s box, naked, is definitely a breach of opera etiquette. I held her hands. She started to pull and thrust her butt back to meet my driving strokes.
In the middle of all this the act ended and the house lights came up. I heard her talking to the people in the adjoining box so I stopped fucking but kept inside her. I couldn’t make out exactly what she was saying but a few seconds later she popped her head back in, and closed the curtains.
She quickly turned and said “we just got invited to intermission drinks… Do you want to fill my pussy before or after?” I smiled and said “how about both?” She reclined into the chair, I brought her legs up as high as they would go and spread them super wide. Like she was a gymnast doing the splits.
I teased her for a moment by standing in front of her, slowing stroking my ridiculously hard cock. I knew I wouldn’t last long once in her. I mounted her. She positioned my penis tip on her pussy lips. I said “ready?” She nodded eagerly.
I penetrated her in one long, deep, hard stroke. Too deep! I felt the tip of my cock hit her cervix and she made a sound like I just punched her in the stomach. In an out of breath voice she said “Wow… I’m going to need some female enhancement pills…”She adjusted her position a bit and the path was now clear.
The sitting room was very small and getting very warm. My ball sack was extra loose because of the heat and was slapping loudly against her butt with every stroke. I was getting close, real close.
I could always tell when Joanne was going to cum. You could see it on her face. She would get a wonderful look of calmness. Her mouth would slowly open, with a long inhale and her eyes would roll back. She would then let out a deep, deep sigh and her pussy muscles would start twitching.
She went over the edge and took me with her. I could almost feel my balls getting smaller as I shot all my sperm deeply into her warm pussy.
We slowly separated and we both sank, exhausted, to the carpeted floor. We held each other and drifted off to sleep. Sometime later we woke up to thunderous applause. I thought I was good but, applause? We realized the opera had ended and we had slept on the floor, naked, for the whole third act!
In the lobby we found our box neighbors and apologized for standing them up. I over heard one of the older women ask Joanne “did you enjoy the opera dear?” her reply was priceless. “Every time I come, it just gets better…”
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To Joanne...
Wine, women
and song.
That is where we first met. We immediately hit it off because we both despised having to share our box seats with other people. But back then we were both broke students so we just had to make do.
After we graduated, we continued to go to the opera together. One year we both had had enough. We pooled all our money and bought all of the seats in our box for the whole opera season. Silence… At last!
In this opera house, each box seating area had a private entrance and a little sitting room that leads to the box itself. So, the sitting room of the box was completely isolated and totally private (once you close the curtains that separated the two).
The first opera of the season was Madam Butterfly (one of her favorites). Towards the end of the second act she leaned over and whispered “back in a bit”. She stood up and retreated, through the curtains into our sitting room.
I suddenly felt something poking me in the back. “God damn it!” I said to myself thinking it was some newbie intruder who thought it was OK to sit anywhere. I turned and found I was being poked by my umbrella by someone behind the curtains.
I grabbed the umbrella and pulled, but no one was on the other end. Moments later, the curtains opened a crack. I saw Joanne, waving and naked. I casually exited the box into Joanne’s open arm’s. “Is this naughty?’” She quipped.
It had been a year since we last fucked and boy were we ready. I threw off my close. Joanne put her hands on the side table and bend over. I slowly entered her waiting pussy from behind. In front of us was a large mirror, so everything was on display for me.
Suddenly she said “Oh! This is my favorite part…” She dismounted and ran to the curtains. She opened them just a little and poked her head out to watch. On my side of the curtain the view was even better. Her butt was big and round. Her wet pussy was just begging me to continue. I put my hands on her butt, positioned my eager penis and slowly pushed into her pussy again.
Quickly, she reached back and grab me as she was starting to loose her balance. Falling into one’s box, naked, is definitely a breach of opera etiquette. I held her hands. She started to pull and thrust her butt back to meet my driving strokes.
In the middle of all this the act ended and the house lights came up. I heard her talking to the people in the adjoining box so I stopped fucking but kept inside her. I couldn’t make out exactly what she was saying but a few seconds later she popped her head back in, and closed the curtains.
She quickly turned and said “we just got invited to intermission drinks… Do you want to fill my pussy before or after?” I smiled and said “how about both?” She reclined into the chair, I brought her legs up as high as they would go and spread them super wide. Like she was a gymnast doing the splits.
I teased her for a moment by standing in front of her, slowing stroking my ridiculously hard cock. I knew I wouldn’t last long once in her. I mounted her. She positioned my penis tip on her pussy lips. I said “ready?” She nodded eagerly.
I penetrated her in one long, deep, hard stroke. Too deep! I felt the tip of my cock hit her cervix and she made a sound like I just punched her in the stomach. In an out of breath voice she said “Wow… I’m going to need some female enhancement pills…”She adjusted her position a bit and the path was now clear.
The sitting room was very small and getting very warm. My ball sack was extra loose because of the heat and was slapping loudly against her butt with every stroke. I was getting close, real close.
I could always tell when Joanne was going to cum. You could see it on her face. She would get a wonderful look of calmness. Her mouth would slowly open, with a long inhale and her eyes would roll back. She would then let out a deep, deep sigh and her pussy muscles would start twitching.
She went over the edge and took me with her. I could almost feel my balls getting smaller as I shot all my sperm deeply into her warm pussy.
We slowly separated and we both sank, exhausted, to the carpeted floor. We held each other and drifted off to sleep. Sometime later we woke up to thunderous applause. I thought I was good but, applause? We realized the opera had ended and we had slept on the floor, naked, for the whole third act!
In the lobby we found our box neighbors and apologized for standing them up. I over heard one of the older women ask Joanne “did you enjoy the opera dear?” her reply was priceless. “Every time I come, it just gets better…”
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To Joanne...
Wine, women
and song.
5年前
