Used in a Porno Theater
Written by Dan / Oct 10, 1999
Used-In a Porno Theater! by Dan
It was an unseasonably hot Saturday in mid August, with temperatures reaching the low 90's, my wife and I had promised to attend a party given for a friend in a downtown bar, in an area we weren't at all familiar with. With the extreme heat that afternoon, we both chose to wear shorts to the party, and my wife wore a red silk blouse, which she tied at the end instead of buttoning. She wears her shirts like this for two reasons, it's cooler that way, and she likes the attention she gets from other guys.
We got lost twice trying to find the place, but finally made it, and partied with our friends till around 11 that night. We played darts, shot pool, and drank more than we realized we had. Everyone knew we had gotten lost on our way, and several told us their opinion of the best way home, each different from the other. By the time we said goodnight to all our friends and got to our car, all the directions given sort of blended together, and we didn't have a clue what any of them were. We decided that we weren't in any hurry, and we would just drive around until we found a familiar road.
After about twenty minutes of weaving through a maze of small roads, we finally came to a major road running east and west, so we turned west knowing we were at least going in the right direction. It was a four lane road lined with closed stores, run-down buildings and scattered street lights. As I tried to maneuver the car around all the pot-holes, not doing a very good job at it, we began thinking that maybe we had too much to drink, and should probably stop somewhere for coffee, but would wait until we found a place that looked safe. In the distance we could see a sign with bright flashing lights that seemed to move along the border of it, and as we got closer, saw that it was an all night movie theater that had the familiar "XXX" on the sign. This seemed like the best place we were likely to find open, and we might even have some fun, so we parked and went in.
We walked into the theater and spent several minutes looking around at the architecture, which appeared to be from the 40's era. We were a little apprehensive because the place looked so run-down from the outside, but the interior was gorgeous. The ceiling had rounded edges, and there were designs that looked almost like they were carved into it, there were swirls, large circles, and what looked like cupid figures holding horns.
In the lobby was a small snack shop on the right, and two restrooms on the left, lit up with old-fashion yellow signs. The carpet was dark and had the look of carpet from the era that fit the look of the theater. At the inside edge of the lobby was a four-foot high wall that extended from one side to the other, with two walkways to the seating area. Each corner of the wall had a large upright poll made of brass, which supported thick, dark blue curtains that ran the length of the wall. The seating area had a downward slope, and was divided into three sections. The center section had about 30 seats across with a walkway on each end, then smaller sections on each side with 15 seats. The rows of seats seemed to go on forever, there had to be 75 to 100 rows. At the end was a large movie screen, much bigger than the modern theaters.
After using the restrooms and getting some hot coffee, we stood at the top of a walkway to scope out the seating. There was a couple in the smaller section to the right, and another in the center, each had a hand-full of men sitting within three or four seats away from them. The center of the smaller section on the left seemed to be the darkest, it was away from the dim lights on the walls, and had the least amount of people, so we chose two seats in the middle of the center row.
We sat and watched the movie, and the people in the theater, and could see that we were at least twenty years younger than anyone there. One couple was playing pretty hard, not paying any attention to the men watching them, the other would move to different seats each time the men came around. We were both half drunk from being at the bar, and the movie had us ready to play. We had been to porno theaters before and knew exactly what to expect, and that we would be left alone until we started playing. We laughed because the men kept glancing over at us to see if we were doing anything yet, only to see us drinking coffee.
As luck would have it, the second movie started off with two men fucking a woman, which always gets us excited. When we were both ready for fun, I said "let the games begin" and started kissing her. Within minutes, there was a man sitting at the end of the row, and another a few rows in front, on an angle so he could see between the seats. The man at the end of our row would walk away every 5 minutes or so, only to return a short time later and sit one seat closer. Once when he walked away I turned and watched, he was going to the top of the seating area, standing for a minute then coming back. He wanted to be casual about it, but was watching that no other guys got into the row in his way.
Within 20 minutes, there were five guys that had moved close enough to watch, and when the man who started at the end of the row finally made it a few seats over from my wife, it was time to play. I untied the bottom of her shirt and pulled it open so the men around us could watch me play with her tits. Before long I unfastened her jean cut-off shorts and pulled the zipper down so they could see her pubic hair too. It didn't take the man in our row long to move into the seat right next to my wife. He put his hand on her knee, sort of testing the waters to see how far he would be allowed to go. When she didn't stop him, he began gently rubbing her leg up and down, going farther up each time until he reached her crotch.
With the hot action on the screen, the other men watching us, and the man feeling her leg, it wasn't long before she was spread wide open. The man next to us began feeling the crotch of her shorts, slowly working one finger into the leg opening to feel the side of her pussy. Her shorts were loose enough for his finger to reach her hole, but too tight to enter. When his finger was wet, he put it to his mouth and licked it.
As time went on, most of the men sitting around us had jerked off and left one by one, leaving just the three of us in our dark section. The stranger was now sucking my wife's tit and rubbing her leg. I reached over and gave a little tug on her open shorts, which is our signal telling her that I want them off. My wife lifted her hips, pulled her shorts off and put them at her side in the seat. The stranger and I took turns fingering her pussy until she was near orgasm, but before she could cum, he pulled his hand away and held it up, signaling us to wait.
The man looked around to make sure nobody was watching, then took my wife's shorts and motioned for us to follow him. This confused us, we weren't sure if we should go, but didn't have much choice, he had her shorts. He lead us along the wall toward the movie screen, where long curtains went from the edge of the screen and wrapped around the side wall. My wife was naked from the waist down, and I was hard as a rock watching her walk through a theater like that, and wondering what was in store for us.
When we reached the middle of the curtain, the stranger stopped and looked around again, then took my wife by the hand and lead her through an opening. Inside was a platform about two feet up from the floor, and about ten feet square. It looked as though it was designed to hold speakers at one time, but was now covered with soft carpet over several layers of padding. My wife climbed onto the platform and took her shirt off. The stranger and I both stripped naked and joined her. My wife faced me and we began kissing, the stranger stood behind her, feeling every inch of her body. When my wife dropped to her knees and took my cock into her mouth, the man started eating her pussy from behind, then rolled her over onto her back.
The stranger then positioned himself between her legs, slid his cock into her pussy and pumped two or three times before pulling it out and shooting his load on the carpet. Then without saying a word, the stranger grabbed his clothes and left. While we laid there caressing, deciding if we should go back out into the theater, or just fuck and go home, we were startled by a "click" sound and looked to see another man standing at a door in the corner of the wall.
This man was wearing only silk jogging pants, and was standing in front of a dimly lit stairway. He told us that he is the projectionist, and was going to take us on a tour of the projection room. Before we could respond, he exclaimed that he had been watching us the whole time, and when he went back up to change the last movie, he took our clothes up with him. He opened the door all the way and held his hand toward the opening so, again not having much choice in the matter, we complied.
My wife entered the stairway first, then the projectionist, and I followed behind. The stairway was very long and narrow, and the man kept feeling my wife's ass on the long climb up. When we reached the top, he opened the door into the projection room which had two tall stools behind the large projectors, several large openings overlooking the seating area, a leather couch on the opposite wall, and a restroom on the far end.
He handed us each a cold beer, then began showing us the sites. It was amazing how you could see everything anyone was doing from up there. We told him that it never crossed our minds that the projectionist would be watching. He said that nobody ever thinks about it, and he wears the loose pants because of all the hot action he gets to see. He laughed and said that you can't wear tight pants in this business. He told us that the man we were with is one of the few regulars that knows about the platform, and he gets a signal from the projection room on which couple to try to get back there. He said the guy will only last a few seconds, and that's when he comes down. He said that the secret doorway was put in during the 40's as a quick escape, it's concealed in a black wall and has only a lock, no handle. He said that he taught the guy the trick on taking a crucial article of clothing so we would follow, and that's exactly why our clothes were in the projection room now. He handed me a pair of binoculars so I could watch what was going on while I finished my beer, then pointed to a couple that had entered after we went to the platform. He said that he knows exactly how this scene is going to play out. He told me to look at the guys around this couple, there were four old guys, and a large black man about 40 years old, he said that the couple had been playing for a while, and were getting pretty hot. The old guys would start jerking off soon, but the black guy is going to fuck the woman. I turned to look at him and asked if he knew the guy, he said no, he just knows people, and can tell how it's going to work. I turned back to watch the couple, but couldn't stop thinking about what I just saw. The entire time he talked to me, he was standing up against my wife's back, feeling her tits and pussy as she looked out into the crowd. I could tell she wasn't objecting, so I went back to watching the couple down below. They were kissing, her skirt was pulled way up and her husband was fingering her.
As soon as the man pulled his wife's panties off, the black guy made his move. He took all of his clothes off, then stepped over the seat to sit next to her. As the woman sat there kissing her husband, the black guy opened her shirt, then forced her hand onto his cock. It was if he was jerking himself off with her hand. When she stopped fighting and gave in, he moved his hand to her tits. As I watched this couple down below, I was also watching my wife in the reflection from the window next to me. They were kissing for a long time, then I watched her untie the projectionists pants, pull them down, then take his cock into her mouth.
As the woman tuned to suck her husbands cock, the black man pulled one of her legs up and placed it in the seat in front of her, then also turned sideways and forced his cock into her pussy. He fucked her real hard for several minutes, then tensed up and filled her pussy with his cum. When I turned to tell the projectionist that he was right, I saw that he had other things on his mind. my wife. He had her on the couch kissing her, she was on his lap facing him with one leg on each side, rubbing her pussy up and down his stiff shaft.
The projectionist grabbed her ass with one hand and used the other to guide his cock to her pussy. He began fucking her and sucking her tits, I sat on the back of the couch and pulled her face to my cock. With all that had happened, and was happening, it didn't take long for all three of us to reach orgasm, in fact, my wife came three times on his cock, and had sucked me dry, swallowing every drop. With all his might, the projectionist grabbed my wife's shoulders and pulled downward as he made his final four thrusts, shooting his cum deep inside of her.
We had laid there recovering for several minutes, when I heard the projectionist say with a shocked tone in his voice: "how long have you been standing there?" I opened my eyes to see a large heavy-set man, in his late 50's, smoking a cigar standing in front of the couch. In a very stern voice, the man said "long enough, and you are damn lucky I came!" He said that when the last movie ended and another one didn't start, he came up to wake him up. We all stood up, and the projectionist said "this is the owner" then turned to the man and said that we are his friends, and we were just uh. but the owner interrupted and snapped "I started the movie 15 minutes ago, I know exactly what you were doing!"
The projectionist looked at the owner and asked if he was going to fire him, the owner said "I might, and I might have your friends arrested too" The projectionist was trying to talk him out of it, when he owner said shut up! He just stood there silent for a moment, non of us made a move, then said "Okay, I'll give you and your friends one chance to get yourselves out of this." He demanded that my wife lay on the couch, then told her to put one foot on the floor & the other on the back of the couch so her legs were open wide. He just stood there looking at her, then reached down and slid his middle finger in her pussy, watching the projectionists cum oozing out and said "yeah this will do nicely." He then put his cigar down and dropped his pants.
The owners cock was one of the largest I've ever seen, and she was squirming and gasping as he forced it inside of her, firmly holding her ass until he achieved full penetration. He then slowly began pumping her, waiting for her pussy stretch to meet his size, and for the cum already inside to lubricate his shaft enough to make it easier. The projectionist and I sat on the stools by the camera's, watching the owners cock moving slowly in and out of my wife's pussy until we could see his shaft getting covered with cum and knew she was loose enough for him. He pumped her hard for about five minutes before he finally grunted and shot his load.
When the owner finished fucking her, she went into the restroom to drain, and we were all dressed by the time she came out. As she walked past the couch, the owner pulled her onto his lap, put one hand on her tit and the other on her thigh, and said "now you're my friends too" and he and the projectionist both had big smiles. He told her that he was sorry if he scared her, what a good little fuck she was, and that he hopes we come back often. We left the theater that night with a preferred customer card that gets us in free, and a key to the secret doorway.
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