A Dream Come True - The Adult Theatre

We have a local adult theater/porn store in the nearest city to my rural home, about 45 minutes away. It's a typical, seedy place where people get up to no good in one of two adult theaters, one for 'straight' and one for 'alternative.' There is no admission charge for the store, which does carry a decent amount of reasonably priced adult toys and videos, but to access the theaters, there is a charge. It's $10 for your choice, but only one, or $15 gets you access to both of them.

The biggest advantage to this place is their indoor parking garage, directly attached to the building, so you can arrive already dressed or change in your car in the garage, then access the store and theaters without having to go outside and in through the main entrance, something that people like me really appreciate, especially during the day when everyone can see everything. There is a warehouse right next door with trucks waiting for a loading dock, and more trucks coming and going throughout the day. Thank you but I would like NOT to have to expose myself to everyone sitting around with nothing better to do than people watch.

My full-size pickup truck barely fits through the door to the indoor garage. I always try to park way at the end, in the corner, and have so far been lucky to get that spot. That way, there is only the wall next to my truck, and I can change at my vehicle before going in. Being that it was around lunchtime, I appreciated the privacy even more, though there was another huge advantage to being mid-day that would really work to my advantage...the theater would be full of horny men, either on their lunch break or simply because it's the busiest time of day for this 24-hour fuck-house.

There were eleven other cars in the garage when I arrived, more than the last couple times, and nobody had left and nobody new had arrived. I finished my makeup and put on my wig. Grabbing my purse with my money and my phone, I stepped out into the garage, locking my truck and placing the keys in the side pocket of the purse. The sound of my heels on the floor of the parking garage started giving me chills, it was a turn on usually invoked by a woman walking through a mall or the grocery store, always a head-turning sound, yet I am the cause of this wonderful sound, me. MY high heels. Clack. Clack. Clack. Clack. Clack...

I had already put $15 in the other side pocket so I could quickly pay for both theaters. I figured if I didn't get lucky in one, I might at least be able to get some pussy, many women, at least the kind that frequent places like this, are OK with crossdressers and those living an alternative lifestyle. Or, maybe, some poor guy who was looking to get laid will see me and 'settle' for what I have to offer, which would be a win-win for both of us. Just before reaching the entry door, it opened and a black guy walked out, looked me over, said hello and kept walking, presumably toward his car. I looked back and caught him looking back at me. We stood there for a few seconds, neither one of us moving or saying anything. He was checking me out and almost seemed oblivious to the fact that I was looking at him the whole time, I was checking him checking me out.

I backed up a couple feet, allowing the heavy metal door to glide closed on its well-oiled tension mechanism, closing with a soft muffled 'thud', and I simply said hi. He took a few steps toward me and I to him, and since he hadn't said anything, I figured I would have to make the first move. He looked to be about 40, my height, that is with my heels on, otherwise he would tower over me by at least 4", nicely dressed and clean cut. And judging by the bulge in his pants, he was well hung and horny. He probably didn't get what he came here for, and this, I thought, was my chance. I would go back in, whatever happened out here, but I just couldn't pass up this chance, I had to at least try. I knew he was interested in me, but I didn't know how far he wanted to take it.

I asked him what he came for. Kind of a stupid question, but I had to break the ice. He told me he had come to see what was going on, if anything interested him, and he said he didn't see anything until he walked out the door and saw me. I was flattered. I simply said that I was parked in the corner over there, the big red truck, and started walking that way, hoping he would follow, hoping he wouldn't back out and get in his car and leave. If he did, I would simply go inside as I had originally intended. But to my delight, he followed me. We got to my truck, and I unlocked it and opened the back door, both for privacy and for something to sit and/or lean on, depending on what he wanted to do. I was already lubed up, so I was definitely wanting that, as that is what I really came for.

Without any words spoken, I sat on the sill of the back door, and he lowered his pants to around his knees, releasing a massive black cock, the size of which I had never had before, but always wanted to try! He moved forward and I leaned over enough to take half of it in my mouth. There's no way I could have taken it all. The girth itself was stretching my mouth wider than ever before, and I could only imagine what this would feel like inside my back end, I hoped I would find out, though I knew it would be painful. He was definitely clean, and shaven as well, which I appreciated, I hate getting hair in my mouth.

I slurped up and down on this small baseball bat, hoping to make it to home plate. My mouth was starting to get sore, and I let it slip out and told him I needed a minute to rest, that he was the biggest I had ever had, and I loved it. He told me that was OK, that if I was alright with it, he wanted to fuck me. Well, of course I was OK with it! This was a dream come true. I did ask him to take it slow, that I had also never had anything that large in my ass. I was scared and excited at the same time...and incredibly turned on! My own cock was hard as a rock. I lifted my skirt and pulled down my panties and hose, bent over my back seat, and waited for what I thought would feel like a train spreading my asshole open.

He stepped forward some more until his huge tool was resting vertically against my ass. He started rubbing it up and down my crack, spreading the lube that was on the outside, lubricating himself simultaneously. That alone felt wonderful, but I was dying for him to begin the main event...I just wanted him to get the initial penetration over with, as that would be the most painful part of this. Finally after a couple minutes of massaging between my cheeks, I felt him back away a bit, then I felt the hot, smooth, large tip of his cock slowly, very slowly, pressing against my sphincter. Slowly I could feel him advance, but the pain was unbelievable. I didn't know how much more I could take. I play with some larger toys to prepare me for something like this, but I guess I wasn't truly prepared...it hurt, and hurt a lot. But, not unbearable. Close. Very close. Just when I thought I would either pass out from the pain, or have to ask him to abort and withdraw, it popped in past the ring of resistance. He was inside me.

He could sense that it hurt, he kept asking if I was OK, and he held it there for a minute, giving me the opportunity to acclimate and adjust to the huge size of his manhood-monster. When the pain began to subside, I gave him the go-ahead to continue, asking only that he doesn't pull it out until he has unloaded in me, and preferably when it shrinks after losing his erection. He agreed, and pressed the rest of his 8" into me. It felt like a rolling pin, but by now it was beginning to feel good...more than good. It was starting to feel fucking amazing! He kept his pace nice and slow, pulling out halfway before once again burying it deep inside me.

A car pulled into the garage and parked in the corner directly across from me. I got freaked out and nervous, here I am, a CD, bent over the back seat of my truck, getting fucked by a huge black man and... My momentary lover told me to just relax, after all, what do people come here for? Of course, that made sense. What was I worried about. He continued pumping into me, as I looked out through my windshield from between the two front seats, being bent over the back seat. Another middle-aged man, he was white, was slowly walking toward the entry door, while watching what was going on half in, half out of my truck. He stopped and watched for another minute, then continued on his way into the porn shop, probably here to use one of the adult theaters, maybe I'd see him in there later.

As soon as the entry door closed with its signature muffled thud, my big black lover boy came inside me with no warning. I can usually tell when someone is about to lose it, but not with him, I had no idea he was ready to release. I had hoped he would last longer as my own cock was hard and ready to fill the front of my panties with my own load, but that was not to be. Still, I was in no way complaining, not at all. I had just endured the best fuck I had received in a long time, maybe the best one ever, except for the initial pain. And my God he must have been loaded, I could feel his monster pulse about 25 times, filling me with hot cum with every pulsation. He kept it inside me for a while, and I couldn't keep from touching myself, and as soon as I did, I emptied my own load into my waiting pantyhose.

After he had died down in size, he pulled it out, and I was rewarded with what felt like a gallon of hot cum, promptly filling my panties that were pulled just below my ass. He pulled his pants back up and thanked me, I thanked him, and we exchanged emails and agreed to keep in touch, as I definitely want him in me again, and soon. Yeah, it hurt, but man, it was like a d**g addiction...I just needed more! He had left me and headed to his car, and I pulled up my panties, the large, thick puddle of his cum resting mostly in the ass of my underwear, with some spilling over into my pantyhose. When it made contact with my crotch, my entire body tingled all over, and again when I pulled up my pantyhose.

I stood there for a few minutes, taking a drink from my bottle of water, my mouth parched, both dizzy and euphoric about what had just happened. Right in public, for anyone to see, and someone did, in fact, see what we were doing. I honestly don't know which aspect was more exciting about the way I just got fucked...the aspect of being in public, or the aspect that we actually were SEEN, caught in the act, in public...I had sex in public and I was caught. Both aspects probably equaled each other. I pondered whether or not I should at least wipe away most of the cum that soaked my underwear, but I decided I wanted to feel it squish around as I walked inside, and nobody could say I wasn't already lubed up. If nobody else was interested, I had already considered this trip a complete success.

Being the whore that I am when I transform into a nearly-passable woman, I couldn't resist trying to get more dick for my ass, so I once again headed toward the entry door, this time making it inside without being interrupted by one of the most amazing fuckings ever. The cum in my panties, as expected, felt unbelievably amazing as I made my way to the service desk in the center of the store. This is where you pay for the theater you want to have access to. I decided I would still pay the $15 for both, though I just had a feeling I wouldn't need to use the other one. It's good to keep options open though. I gave the guy at the counter my money, and he gave me a green and pink ticket, telling me to hold up the pink one to access the 'straight' theater, and the green one for the 'alternative' theater.

I stuck the pink ticket in my purse, walked down the hall to the alternative door, held up my green ticket. The door to the theater buzzed and opened, and I stepped into a dark movie theater that was playing shemale porn on the screen at the bottom of the 20 or so rows of seats, separated into two sections by a center aisle. The door closed behind me and I stood there for a minute, allowing my eyes to adjust. I watched some of the movie, but it definitely wasn't MY cup of tea...why bother being a 'shemale' or a crossdresser if you're going to be completely naked? That doesn't do anything for me. Once my eyes adjusted to the pale light coming from the screen, I took a seat in the very back row.

I wasn't there for more than a minute before the guy who had pulled in and watched me getting fucked by the big black guy sat down beside me and put his hand on my leg. I made no attempt to resist, and opened my legs further to indicate that I was all his for the taking, whatever he wanted. Almost as soon as he had sat on my right, another guy sat on my left, pulled out his medium-sized cock, and began stroking it to its full size. Once hard, he stood up and I thought he was going to want a blowjob, but he instead knelt on the seat on his right knee, aimed his tool at my leg, encased in my sheer black pantyhose, and quickly rubbed it until an explosion of thick, white cum shot out from the tip, blasting the front of both my legs with his fluid. My ass was soaked from all the cum from earlier, and I know there will be a wet spot on the seat when I get up, and now my legs were covered in what had to be a two-week (or longer) load. Just a shame he wasted it, I would have loved that inside me.

He put his cock away, zipped up and left as quickly as he came. The other guy on my right told me he does that a lot, just comes here, gets turned on by something, usually a CD, and covers them in cum, and nobody can seem to stop him, though I don't know why anyone would want to. After telling me about the 'load-blow and go' guy, he pulled his own cock out and began to rub it into a hard-on. I asked if he was going to do the same thing, and he said he wanted to do a 'follow up' of what the black guy had done, but right here, in front of everyone. He led me out of the back row and down to the front row, where he turned me around facing the back of the theater and in full view of the 25 or so other patrons who were s**ttered amongst the seats.

That seemed to have gotten everyone's attention, and I mean everyone. I guess everyone who comes here just waits for something decent to happen, God knows the shit they play on the screen isn't going to pass for anything worth jerking off to! Without wasting any time, he lifted my short skirt and pulled down my pantyhose and cum-soaked panties, after which I could feel the cum ooze down my ass, making its way back to the panties from where it came. His cock having already been released from the confines of his jeans, he pressed forward and effortlessly slid into my cum-filled hole, not wasting any time in picking up a good pace and fucking my brains out, wet slurping and popping sounds could be heard coming from behind me, and more cum was being forced out with every thrust he made into me.

After a couple minutes, another guy came down and into the second row of seats, pulled his cock out, and stood directly in front of me as I was bent over the front row. I took him in my mouth without hesitation, the motion of the guy behind me fucking my ass provided the perfect motion and rhythm for the cock in my mouth. Every thrust into me pushed my lips down the shaft of the cock in my mouth, pulling back toward his tip when the guy behind me withdrew before making another thrust into me. The guy in front exploded in my mouth in no time, emptying a week's worth of cum onto my tongue, into my cheeks. I'm not big on swallowing, so when he left, I let it slowly ooze from my lips and onto the floor between row one and two. The cock in my ass picked up the pace for a few thrusts, then with a final push, buried it deep within me and released his load inside my cavity, adding to the earlier huge load. He pulled out, said thanks and hope he sees me again, and I said I'll definitely come here again.

Not even bothering to pull up my underwear and hose this time, I just turned around and sat in the seat, the second wet seat I will leave behind today, though I guarantee I am not the first to do so. I didn't have to wait long for something else to happen. Two guys came up in front of me, and without words, whipped out their cocks, began feverishly stroking them, and almost simultaneously shot their loads of cum on my blouse, skirt, and legs. I took one shot to the face as well. The thin nylon material of my pantyhose were glued to my skin and would probably only come off in a hot shower. I loved that! Having finished, the two guys zipped up and left, without a word, they simply wanted to get off, and I was very happy to have assisted with their pleasure. I got up and started walking toward the back.

Halfway up the rows, around the 10th or 11th row, I was 'summoned' to a seat on the left side, my left, about the center of the row. Alrighty then, I'm up for anything. I made my way to where he sat, occupying the seat next to him. We made some small talk for a few minutes, before he began to rub my wet legs. I apologized for the state I was in, but he said that wasn't necessary, he watched it all happen and he preferred that I was a mess, said it turned him on that much more. He removed a very thick, short yet very hard cock from his pants, and asked if I would sit on it with my back to him. I was only too happy to oblige! I mentally scolded myself for not having come here more often, what have I been missing? You can bet I will be coming here a lot from now on.

I turned around, once again pulled down my nylons and panties, and lowered myself down onto the second really thick cock for the day. Though not as long, he was almost as thick as the first guy, the black guy, who fucked me in the parking garage earlier. This time, however, there was no pain as I had been amply stretched by now, and it felt wonderful. My hole felt full, a void that longed for fulfillment, finally getting what it wants, needs, has to have, almost as important as the very food that sustains our very lives. Of course that's ridiculous, but at this moment, that is the feeling I am experiencing, a need being met in the only way possible. Toys don't do it anymore, the real thing is the only d**g I need, and I do need it, just like a d**g.

I held on to the seat in front of me, and put my feet slightly back toward him, bracing myself on the concrete floor (gee, wonder why they didn't have carpet in the place...), and bounced up and down on yet another complete strangers cock, in a public movie theater. Well, not like it's the Regal, but still, it IS a public place, and for someone who has never had sex in public, I certainly popped that cherry today! This position was getting pretty tiring on my legs, but I felt a renewed energy when I felt that my own cock had once again woken up and was hard. I felt like it was close to going off, so I endured the discomfort and pressed on, adjusting my legs and my posture a bit, just enough to keep going with a little less discomfort. I didn't have long to wait. Each time I lowered my weight down onto his throbbing manhood, I felt another twinge in my cock, until it could hold back no more and went off like a rocket. Because I had pulled my underwear and hosiery down so I could bounce on this cock beneath me, there was nothing to catch my cannon shot of cum that let loose, half hitting the back of the seat in front of me, the rest hitting my legs, adding to what had already been left behind by previous cum shots.

At that moment, I really felt sorry for whoever had to clean this place every day! Though I had just cum, I continued riding the cock that I was sitting on, and mercilessly, when I thought my legs could take no more, he came, and filled me for the...third time? I lost track. I don't usually have this problem. It's a good problem to have, forgetting how many men fucked me in one day. I had lowered myself down on his lap, wanting to feel every last pulse of his cock shooting its cum inside me. Once he was empty, I lifted myself off of him, and dropped into the seat beside him, thoroughly spent myself, the seat cold and wet from my original wet spot I had left when I first sat down next to him. He reached over and rubbed both my legs, pressing the cum that was still on the surface into the thin nylon material, further 'gluing' the nylon to my skin.

He got up and left the theater. At that point I thought it would be a good time for me to make my exit as well as I was actually physically and mentally exhausted. I could not have been more pleased with how this day turned out, and I would definitely return here very soon, I will become a regular here. Maybe not EVERY day, I need to rest at some point. But at least once a week. I got up, pulled everything back up and my skirt back down, and walked to the end of the row toward the wall, not wanting to walk up the middle aisle, it was simply time to go home, and clean up! The 'clacking' of my heels on the concrete floor and the squishing of all the cum that had pooled in my panties, I felt on top of the world.

I had achieved what I had wanted, and so much more. I would have been happy to have gotten screwed just once, but I got a bit of everything, and three cocks deposited their loads inside my body. I just could not imagine a better day. I never did use the other theater, there was no need to do so. I certainly would have welcomed the opportunity to fuck some slut and get off myself, but I had cum twice and didn't have anything left anyway. So I lost out on $5. I got a lot more than I paid for to begin with. I managed to get out of there before anyone else stopped me, though I could see a couple guys looking like they were interested, almost feeling bad that I was somehow letting them down. Maybe I should have stuck around for a while longer. Hmm...seriously, what the fuck else do I have going on? Fuck it, I want to see how many times I can really get fucked in one day. It's only 1:30 in the afternoon...they don't close until 4:00 am, and I work for myself.

I turned around and went back to the theater, held up my green ticket...the door buzzed and opened...