Once I was seated in the theater, I could catch my breath and think a bit. I was absentmindedly watching the girls on the screen go at each other; but my mind was reflecting on the past few minutes. Thinking about all the dicks I’d sucked and my emotions while I was doing that was a revelation.
I had always looked down on girls who were obviously promiscuous. The common thought was that they were in some way deficient or low or contemptible, and I had bought in to that. But now I knew differently. Those girls that we had always looked down on were actually the most honest ones around. They enjoyed sex, they wanted sex, they wanted different sex, and they were not ashamed to admit it – to themselves or to others. The rest of us looked down on them because we were frightened of their honesty and their courage. We “civilized” women were too afraid to admit the truth, in fear of what “others” would think. Wow! When I think of all the wasted opportunities, all the fun I had missed, all the shame I had felt for my “unconventional” feelings…….those thoughts truly shamed me.
Vowing never to act according to the morals and rules of others again, I began to consider my present situation.
There I was, in a small, dimly lit, filthy little theatre on the side of an adult bookstore. Surrounding me were perhaps a dozen men of varying descriptions, all of them interested in sex. The type of sex was not important. Some wanted sex with men, some probably with women, some with both, and, I was willing to bet, a lot of them would not limit themselves to either of those two categories, if they had the chance. I wondered what feelings they had.
In the middle of all this maleness, I sat, with my tiny, light skirt pulled almost up to my crotch, and my tube top showing almost all of the tops of my tits. As I sat there, other men kept coming in to the theater, and I probably had already sucked some of them off. The wonder of it was that there was no way to know for sure. I never had seen their faces. These thoughts, deliciously wicked, pounded into my brain. I had enjoyed my experience in the arcade, and I was not ashamed, and I did not want the experience to end yet.
Soon I realized that while I was thinking and looking toward the screen, my hand had automatically found my pussy. I had already pulled my skirt up and my fingers were furiously playing inside my dripping wet cunt. Looking up, I saw probably fifteen to twenty men in that tiny theater, and almost all of them were watching me play with myself. One day not long ago, I would not have believed myself capable of that, and yet here I was, not the least bit bashful, on the verge of another climax at the thought of all those men watching me.
It was time to concentrate more on what I was doing. Bringing my mind back to the theater, I allowed myself to smile again and looked around at the others. I lifted my feet up to rest on the top of the seat in front of me, and I spread my legs as far as they would spread. Then I pulled my skirt up around my waist, raising my butt off the chair so it would rise all the way. I pushed my tube top down to meet the skirt, and loved the feeling of me being so exposed to view. My motions became quicker as the fingers seemed to have minds of their own, exploring deep into my cunt and manipulating my clitoris.
One of the men from the back climbed over the back of a seat and sat down in a seat just one away from me. He immediately pulled his cock out of his pants and began to pull on it while he stared at my legs and tits. He hardly ever looked up at my face; all he wanted was to see my sexual places. Soon after he sat down, another man climbed over the seat and kneeled between his legs and began to suck his dick. The first man’s eyes never left my body as he allowed himself to be blown.
A couple more men sat in the row in front of me and then turned in their seats to watch me. I knew, from the sound of zippers and the motions of their arms, that they were playing with their dicks also.
One old guy sat down in the seat one over from directly in front of me. His eyes never left my pussy while he stroked his dick. I imagined that his dick was not getting very hard, considering how old and frail he looked, but that did not stop him from staring at my cunt and playing with himself. I was willing to bet that this was the closest he had been to a naked woman in a long time, and the thought of him openly staring up my cunt while I played with myself turned me on even more. I moaned and spread my legs as far apart as I could so that he could see anything he wanted, and leaned my head back to enjoy the feeling.
At that, one of my bolder admirers approached and pulled his cock out, right in front of me. Although I wanted it badly, I was not quite ready.
There was not much sound in the room other than the moans and sighs from the movie and some raspy breathing. I then stood up and looked around me and, incredibly, began to speak.
“In just a few minutes, guys, I will take you all on, in any way that you can imagine. But first, allow me a few minutes to satisfy my exhibitionistic cravings, and let me do what I want. You will know when your turns will come.”
Who was this woman, I wondered. I’ve never seen her before, but I think I really liked her.
After finishing, I walked up to the front of the room, just to the side of the screen so I could see my audience. I pulled my top up over my head, and my skirt down off my legs, and stood there, completely naked in front of all these strange men. Moaning, I lowered both hands to my cunt and began to feverishly work my body. I stuck my finger in my pussy and licked it off, then I stuck it in my ass, pulled it out and licked it off again. I found it hard to stand as I performed my own impromptu sex show in front of them all. Raising one foot, I placed one foot on the arm of a seat in front of me so they could better see me. I rubbed my tits, and moaned and screamed. I actually turned around and bent over and spread my ass cheeks so they could see when I shoved a finger two knuckles deep into my wet ass.
Then I walked around the room so that all could get a good look at me. By now they all had their cocks out and were playing with themselves and with each other. I could stand close in front of them and watch as they stared at my cunt and whacked their dicks. One was young and probably inexperienced. After only a few seconds, he began to jerk and shudder, and suddenly, copious quantities of thick, white cum splashed onto my belly. Moaning, I rubbed it into my skin and over my trimmed pubic hair, and down along my cunt and into my ass; all the while he was spasming and jerking like he had never cum before. I knelt in front of him and took his still hard dick into my mouth and gently sucked and licked it off. As I pulled away, I could feel it already beginning to stiffen up again.
Kneeling there, I saw as the men began to close in around me, offering their dicks. I decided I had one more thing to do before I settled down to business. I stood up and saw the old guy still sitting in his seat, hungrily watching me. I moved in front of him and knelt down. Softly, I leaned forward and took his limp dick into my mouth. I sucked it in and out between my lips, and ran my tongue all around it. There were definitely stirrings within the dick as I toyed with it. Grabbing the root between two fingers, I continued to suck, occasionally licking the semi-flaccid cock and the shriveled balls below it. The old man’s breathing became faster as he neared his climax, and I applied more attention to his dick. Soon, with no warning and no hardness, I tasted his small amount of cum on my tongue. Smiling to myself, I continued to lick and suck until he was done. I looked up at him and smiled, and he smiled back and slumped back into his seat.
Having done the youngest and the oldest in the group, it was time to get serious about the patient group around me. Moving out from the rows and into an open area, I made another announcement.
“OK, guys. I’m ready.” I said. “But before I let you have your ways with me, I want you all to just feel me and grope me and run your hands all over me. But, please be gentle. I’m into sex, not pain. I don’t want anybody hurting me. OK?”
With that, standing straight and tall, I spread my legs a bit to be comfortable and accessible and raised my arms above my head and closed my eyes.
Immediately, I felt the incredible feeling of a few dozen hands running all over my body. Some went for my tits, some for my hard, erect nipples. Some went right to my pussy, probing inside and feeling around the lips and the hair around them. I felt some gently rubbing over my ass cheeks, eventually probing my asshole. Hands roamed softly up and down my legs, paying special attention to my thighs and knees. I even felt a pair of hands running lovingly over my feet and probing between my toes and massaging the backs of my calves.
Such a rush it was to feel all that attention; all that feeling of all those strangers’ hands roaming over every inch of me. I was lost in an indescribable ecstasy.
I don’t know how long I stood there, eyes closed, swimming in the sea of hands, but soon I became aware of my legs being tired and needing a rest. Half reluctantly, I moved away and sat down in a front row seat. Spreading my legs as far as I could and leaning my head back against the back of the seat, I was ready.
“Now it is time, gentlemen. Come and enjoy me.”