I've always fantasized about viewing a movie in an adult theater just to see if the rumors are true. I fantasize about being approached by multiple men, horny with lust for anonymous sex with me. Men wanting to ravage me, cum in and on me, raw sex, nothing but. I know it sounds sick, nasty and perverted, I don't really give a damn . It's my fantasy. It isn't like I'd ever really do it but the thought of it makes me wet.
I'm a twenty nine year old single lady, currently dating a very conservative, boring man. Christ, I don't think this guy's ever even jerked off in his life. His mother probably told my he'd go bind if he did.
I'm almost five feet seven inches tall, weigh a very firm 120 pounds and have what men would call "a nice rack" of 36D's. My tits still don't sag, they're very firm for their size, having a nice bounce to them being natural. I'm quite proud of my tits and don't mind showing them off, I love the attention and looks they get.
I'm a true redhead in every sense of the word, feisty, moody and love to fuck, I think I'm a pretty damn good fuck too. At least that's what the guys tell me. I have this thing about sucking cock, I can't get enough. I love the feeling of a big fat cock swelling to an erection in my mouth.. I love the taste, feel and texture of a hard cock shoved down my throat. I never understood why women spit or why some won't even let a man cum in their mouths. I love the salty taste and gooey texture of cum.
To me, there's nothing sexier than looking up into a man's eyes as I'm devouring him to orgasm. I love the look on a man's face as I swallow his hot cum, his cock deep in my throat. I love how a guys cock throbs and twitches just before erupting. I know men go wild when I gag, taking them deep into my throat while working the underside of their cocks with my tongue
Guys seem to really enjoy my oral skills too so I think I must be doing something right. I never seem to quench my thirst for my love of cum. I guess you could call me a cum slut, doesn't bother me a bit.
My temporary boyfriend has no idea I have this adult theater fantasy, he would shit if I ever even mentioned seeing an adult movie at home. He doesn't know that I have a rather large personal collection of pornographic movies, especially gang bang movies. I'm turned on by the thought of being ravaged by multiple men, satisfying them and quenching my thirst for sexual adventure. Luckily I have quite a collections of dildos and vibrators to keep me satisfied. Unfortunately I haven't found one that will cum for me yet.
I'm sure this guy I'm seeing isn't the man for me, he's just comfortable and easy to get along with. He's got a nice cock but just isn't kinky enough for me. We'll stay together until one or the other of us finds someone more interesting or exciting and moves on, no big deal. I practically have to beg him to let me suck him off, he thinks it's nasty.
I live alone, always have and don't plan on changing that any time soon. I enjoy the freedom to come and go when and where I like and do what I please.
I've always had no problem getting attention from the guys, I don't fuck a different guy every night. That's not me either. That said, I still have this urge to fulfill my fantasy. I know it's a nasty, forbidden thing to do. That's partly what turns me on, being totally out of character wanting to be a cum dumpster for a bunch of total strangers.
I know some of you are going to call me a nasty skank, probably even stop reading right here, disgusted by my fantasy but it's my fantasy. That's the great thing about a fantasy, it's only in your mind. You don't have to share it with anyone and rarely do we live our fantasies out. Usually an attempt trying to live out a fantasy is a disappointment, reality rarely lives up to our expectations.
For this reason so many of us never even attempt living out our fantasies or even sharing them with anyone. They're better off left to the imagination for an occasional episode of masturbation. We masturbate, guys and gals. People who say they don't aren't fooling any of us.
Well, I have to be honest. The possibility of acting out this fantasy is driving me nuts with desire. Every time I drive by the theater I'm tempted to go in, just to check the place out. Is it dirty and nasty with a bunch of smelly old perverts hanging around? I have to answer all of the questions some day soon, to satisfy my curiosity when I can get up the courage to do it.
And what if someone I know sees me go in or leave the theater? I know what society thinks of people frequenting these places, at least I think I do. For all I know friends of mine may go to these places. Who would ever admit to it? Not me! But fuck, I still want to check it out.
I was enjoying a boring Saturday at home, no date with little to do as my mind started wandering again. I had a few X-rated movies so figured, what the hell, I'd put one in.
I made some popcorn as the usual porn ads played before the movie got to the good stuff. It was about six o'clock, still early in the evening so this might be kind a nice way of quenching my fantasy thirst.
I retrieved my hot popcorn from the microwave and got comfy on the couch just as the action was getting hot on the movie. Damn, these porn's waste no time getting right to the sex.
I found myself really getting into the movie as this scene had three well hung studs giving the works to a blonde bombshell with huge fake tits. I couldn't take my eyes off these guys cocks, I just love cock. This busy lady now had one in her pussy, one in her ass and was blowing the other guy. I wondered how the fuck this chic could keep track of all that was going on and do justice to them all.
I hadn't touched the popcorn and found myself touching myself without even realizing it. I had my hand in my underwear gently rubbing my pussy, my other hand was caressing my tit, pinching the nipple. I was fucking wet without even realizing I was doing this. I guess I was just a naturally horny chic.
As I watched and got more turned on by the minute, my mind wandered again to that damn forbidden theater. I couldn't stop thinking about it as the scene got steamier. As the men in the movie started shooting their hot sticky cum all over this blonde, I couldn't take any more. I either had to go get my vibrator or get drunk and go to the movies.
It was now almost eight PM . What the fuck. I'd enjoyed a few glasses of wine, loosened up a little and even thought I just might get up the courage to go to the theater tonight!
I decided I'd dress for the part, could always change my mind afterward. I grabbed my sexiest little black dress with a plunging neckline, black fishnet stockings, a matching black g-string with my tallest black high heels. I decided to skip the bra, I really didn't need it. My tits looked great in this dress, the material being quite thin so my nipples showed well. This little dress was skin tight, sure to get attention.
Thinking about it, nobody was going to give a shit what I wore if I actually went through with this, but first impression was everything. I guarantee every man will have his eyes on me as I enter the theater, if I don't chicken out and if they're not all gay.
I started having second thoughts so I poured myself a very strong rum and coke and downed it, that helped. I had another, that helped even more. By the time I had three drinks in me the pint was almost empty. Fuck, now I'm too drunk to drive. I can't go.
Even though I was drunk I actually figured out an option, a taxi. I held my cell phone in my hand, still fighting with myself whether or not to go through with this. Here I was, sitting in my apartment all by myself dressed like a damn stripper.
I had another drink, then checked myself out in the mirror. Damn girl, you look fucking hot tonight. What the hell, I dial the fucking number. I called the taxi, they'd be here in twenty minutes. I still had plenty of time to rethink this and back out. Time for another small drink of courage, that will cement the deal.
The taxi was outside fifteen minutes later honking his horn. It was now or never. Do I ignore the honking and forget the whole stupid fucking idea or do I grab my purse and do it? I picked up my purse and left the house.
As I approached the taxi the driver's eyes were all over me, I must have looked hot. That was a definite boost of confidence for me.
"Where to Miss, or is it Mrs?" asked the driver as he rushed to open the passenger door for me.
"1274 Congress Street Please, it's the Mall by the airport, and it's Miss," I answered as I slid into the cab.
My driver closed the door for me and briskly got back into the driver's seat, almost tripping as he hurried to join me. He wasted no time stepping on it as we rushed away, it was about a twenty minute ride from the apartment to the theater.
"So, what are we up to tonight beautiful?" asked the cabby, really looking me up and down.
"It's a secret Sir, I'd rather not talk about it," I answered not thinking fast enough to make something up, I was too fucking drunk.
"Isn't that the address to the adult theater Miss?" he prodded, knowing damn well that it was.
"Is it? Hmm, I'm not sure," I said flirtatiously as I could see he was squirming in his seat a bit.
Maybe this guy was really turned on by the idea, knowing where I was going dressed like this. This horny fuck was getting a hard on.
As he looked away I repositioned a little in my seat so my mini-skirt was now revealing my little black panties. I even moved the seat belt in such a way to show a little more tit as the belt rested between them.
The next time he looked over he just about busted a nut. I thought we were going to wreck, he couldn't keep his eyes on the road. I guess I wasn't going to have a problem getting attention tonight, this was getting fun.
