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A Night at the Theatre

Date: 4/19/2016, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Black, Erotica, Exhibitionism, Oral Sex, Prostitution, Author: mrcomfy, Rating: 92.3, Source: sexstories.com

certainly none had towered over me the way Mr Johnson did. Even in my six inch heels my eyes were at the level of his chin. Mr Johnson stopped and took my hands in his. His dark, possessive eyes looked down into mine. I wondered if he was about to kiss me. The thought made me tingle with anticipation. “You’re a very interesting girl, Ali,” he said. “Thank you, Sir.” “I was surprised that Ben was willing to give you to me. I think I’m even more surprised now.” He bent to kiss my cheek, and murmured in my ear, “If you were mine, I wouldn’t let anyone touch you.” I pulled away and looked at him sternly. “I don’t think I’d like that, Sir. I don’t think any one man could satisfy me, even you. Sir.” He grinned suddenly. “I’d say I’d like to try!” He turned serious and added, “but the truth is I'm travelling so much you’d hardly ever see me.” “That wouldn’t be acceptable, Sir.” “No.” For the first time that evening he didn’t exude absolute confidence. “But I’d love to make this a regular thing. Would Ben be willing to give you to me on a regular basis? Maybe one night a month?” Echoing his earlier move, I kissed his cheek, and murmured in his ear, “It’s not Ben who decides that, Sir.” His eyes lit up and he smiled at me. “Indeed? So how can I persuade you?” I smiled back. “Let’s consider tonight a performance evaluation. If all goes well…” I winked at him and turned to go back to the theatre. The interval bell was ringing, summoning us back for Round 2. At first it seemed that Mr ... Johnson was content just to watch the play. I tried to follow it, but it was confusing and I was soon bored. I wanted to be one of the players in the night’s entertainment, not a spectator. I placed my hand on Mr Johnson’s crotch and caressed the hard bulge concealed by the fabric. Mr Johnson took my hand and moved it away. “If you’re so desperate for it,” he whispered in my ear, “get on your knees and use your mouth.” “Yes, Sir,” I whispered back. “Thank you, Sir.” I quickly slipped from my chair to my knees, in front of Mr Johnson. I looked up into his eyes – he was watching the stage just like the rest of the audience. I opened his belt and unzipped his fly, and untangled his cock from his boxer shorts. It was semi-erect but it was huge already. I grabbed it gently and licked it over. Mr Johnson shifted a bit in this chair but was still watching the play. I could feel his cock stiffening and throbbing in my hand. I took its head in my mouth and stopped. I did nothing, just enjoyed this huge cock head between my lips. Then I slowly licked his head over, twirling my tongue. As I worked on his member, it became fully erect. It wasn’t the longest I’d ever met, but it was still a respectable length, certainly longer than Ben’s. But it was, without question, the thickest cock I had ever seen in real life. If I had met Mr Johnson a year ago, I would have been terrified of his cock. Now, though, the thought of it stretching me, fucking me, made me burn with hunger. My pussy was ...