This happened a few years ago. My husband, Brad and I met Hal, an old friend of his for dinner. Hal was visiting our town overnight so we met up with him. I knew him from our wedding where he was one of the groomsmen. I thought he was a very nice guy and I enjoyed seeing him again at dinner. We stayed a while after the meal, drinking another bottle of wine and talking about old times. I really liked talking with Hal and enjoyed hearing he and Brad tell stories about 'old-times'.
We left and decided to look for a bar to get one more drink before going home. As we walked down a street in the direction of some nightspots, we passed an old movie theater that had been converted into an "adult" theater. It showed dirty movies. Hal and Brad started joking about how they had gone to one of these theaters while in college. They were grossed out by the stuff happening on the screen, but said they learned a few things. I'm not sure who had the idea first, but the guys decided we should go in. I didn't know what to expect. I'd never been in such a place. I'd seen one or two porno films, but they turned out to be mild compared to what was playing inside this theater.
We went in and found seats in the middle of the theater. It wasn't very crowded. The only light was from the movie screen. We sat with me between the two of them. The movie was already playing. It didn't matter whether you saw the beginning or not because the plot was pretty obvious. The scene we were watching had a woman being screwed by two guys, one in her mouth and the other in her pussy. It was very explicit with close-ups of everything and I was embarrassed at first. I wanted to get up and leave, but Brad asked me to stay and watch the movie a bit. I did, and it got my interest.
Once I focused on what was happening, the dirty sex they were having was erotic and I began to get aroused. Seeing close-ups on the big screen of a guy's fat cock going in and out of the vagina of this attractive blonde drew my attention. They were doing everything imaginable, fellatio, cunnilingus, anal, two women, cum-shots, etcetera. I watched with a combination of embarrassment and titillation. One guy fucked a woman's anus. Seeing him pull out after he finished, with her asshole gaping open was really nasty. My feelings soon turned to lust and I began to squirm in my seat at the hot scenes on the screen. Seeing people necking and thinking about them having sex has always been an aphrodisiac for me. This was my first time seeing such explicit sex and I was enthralled. One woman took a huge cock all the way down her throat. Another had three men come on her face.
After watching a while, my husband reached over and began to rub my knee. I was wearing a skirt with thigh-high stockings and panties. I tried to push his hand away since his friend was on the other side of me and could see what he was doing. But he tried again and I relented. His hand felt good and I let him continue. He was rubbing higher and higher and his hand was up under my skirt, on my bare skin and getting near my panties. Brad had my skirt pulled up so my legs were exposed to his friend Hal. When Brad's fingers brushed against the crotch of my panties, my pussy was hot and wet. He moved his fingers on my wet panties to stimulate my clit. He knew I was aroused and knew he could take advantage of my lust. I was clearly enjoying my husband's fingers, but there was no way that Hal couldn't see what was going on. He was shifting his gaze between the movie screen and my legs. His knee touched mine.
"Honey, stop. Hal is watching." I whispered.
Brad said, "Let him watch."
I said, "It's not right to do this in front of him."
"Why not?"
"It's teasing him." Poor Hal.
Brad said, "If you think it's unfair, why don't you invite him to rub your legs too."
I was shocked at this suggestion, "What? What are you talking about?"
Hal was acting like he wasn't hearing what Brad and I were saying, but he knew.
Brad told me to "Reach over and put his hand on your leg."
I was hot and horny. Hal had heard so he reached over and put his hand on my knee. When I didn't object, he slowly started to gently rub my leg. His fingers were sliding over my knee, then behind the knee and then above my knee. I was enjoying both men feeling-me-up and let my legs fall open a bit more. Brad was tracing the inside of my thigh and Hal soon followed his lead. When Hal's fingers touched the bare skin above my stockings, I knew we had crossed a threshold. Both men were lightly caressing the inside of my thighs and getting closer to my pussy. I sat there motionless, letting them have their fun. My legs were splayed open a couple of feet.