1. The Art Cinema


    Date: 3/30/2016, Categories: Group Sex, Voyeur, Author: exhi-BI-tionist, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    “What was I thinking?” you ask yourself. You’ve excused yourself to use the ladies room at the “Art Cinema,” whatever that is. You never go out on dates with guys that you don’t know well. Or at least you meet for coffee before going off to someplace you don’t even know. But there was something about this guy. It wasn’t just his good looks or his tall athletic build. It was something about the way he carried himself. A slow fluidity, a smoothness, a confidence. Like he knew just where he was going all the time. Like a river that’s swollen from a recent rain. So you hadn’t said “No,” or asked what this Art Cinema was all about because you wanted to seem like you knew. You wanted to be like that swollen river, you wanted to flow with confidence. The lobby area had seemed decent enough. Gold and plush velvet, like a gilded age theatre. Were they going to the opera? No, he’d expect us to be better dressed. Is it an art gallery? No, there had been no big windows to invite the public to see what avante garde work was being shown for them to want. Probably a foreign film. “I’m going to have to read subtitles, and then pretend to understand the deep meaning,” you think to yourself as you leave the ladies room and head up the stairs to the balcony where he said he’d be getting you a seat. It was dark like a theatre, but your eyes adjusted to it as you climbed the stairs. As your head gets to the level of the floor you’re headed to, you can make out a raw of seats along the wall to ...
    your right, with more in front of them, facing what must be a movie screen. “The back row,” you think as you near the top. And sure enough, there’s a couple in the back row, making out. But it’s just a little strange. Your eyes are still adjusting, but it looks like they’re not merely teenagers stealing a moment in the back row. They are really making out. His hands are clearly cupping and squeezing her breast, and she is stroking the front of his pants. You think to yourself, “They’re certainly enjoying their date!” You reach the top of the stairs and turn toward the balcony to find your date. And there’s the screen, the movie has already started! And what’s going on up there? This is no foreign film! There is a young blond woman sucking on a police officer’s cock! The officer has a handful of her hair and is pushing her head down onto him, to take more of his huge, thick cock into her throat. You almost let out a little scream as you realize what’s going on. You’ve seen a little porn before, but never on the big screen, so huge in front of you. It sucks you in because it’s so big and bold. It’s hard to take your eyes off of the screen. It’s not a stolen secret moment with a small laptop screen. This is big and bold and out there for the whole world. You hesitate. What do I do? “Okay, okay, I’m leaving. I need to find that tall athletic river and tell him I’m leaving.” You tear your attention away from the huge blow job to scan the balcony audience. In the dim light coming from ...
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