Lonely
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Okay, long story short, because I've been pretty lonely lately and also wanting to feel needed and appreciated, I cleared my schedule the other day so that I may go to the 15th Avenue Theater in the suburbs of Chicago and stay for as long as I had to in hopes of filling that void. However, as chance would have it, I received a text from "Boss Lady" stating she wanted me to go in around "noon-ish" and that she would message in a while with more details.
Well, noon came and went and I hadn't from her. Normally with this sort of situation it would be up to me to contact her but like I said, I really needed to feel wanted and appreciated so I didn't do anything except wait. And wait I did until about 3:30pm when I decided to start getting ready for the theater. If she called, well then I would just have to deal with the consequences of not responding, but I knew that I really needed to do this.
Before taking a much needed long hot bath I decided to lay out my clothes for the trip: a white blouse under a black V-neck sweater, red tartan mini skirt, white opaque thigh-highs and my black Mary Jane platforms.
When I arrived shortly before 7pm, I pulled into the lot and noticed only about 4 cars parked, which wasn't what I was expecting. Things got even worse after I walked in and took a stroll throughout the place, first the main theater, then the back room, next the sauna and finally the booths ... absolutely nobody. DAMN! I wanted to cry.
What do I do? leave and come back another day? No. Or should I go into the theater, watch the movie and cross my fingers maybe? Um, okay, and off I went. So there I sat there in that large room, all by myself, in the dark. Yeah no, that felt weird so I headed for the booths.
My luck started to change for the better because a minute or so after I picked a room on the left and sat down, a kindly gentleman poked his head in and asked he could watch the movie with me. I nodded daintily and said, "I think that would be nice" so he stepped inside and closed the door. After a minute or so I heard a "zipper" noise and then one of the most beautiful cocks I had ever seen came from around the partition. He extended his hand towards me, palm up, so I placed mine in his. He gently guided it towards his manhood so I took it in hand. He was so hard and yet his skin velvety soft to the touch. I never held such a magnificent thing before. I didn't want this to end, I could have held him all night long. As I started to stroke him, he moaned in appreciation. This is why I was here, this is exactly what I needed to hear. Soon both of my hands were stroking while caressing his sacks.
I looked up at him like an innocent kitten. He smiled and then took a step forward. "Kiss it" he said, so I obeyed, leaving an outline of lipstick on the head of his cock. "Now open your mouth you little whore and take it all in." Slowly he entered my mouth, past my lips and teeth until the tip of my nose was nudging his navel. "Hold it there! Yeah, you feel so good." And then before I knew it, his hand was on the back of my head and he started to thrust it in and out. And thrust he did, my eyes rolled back and I was seeing stars. I sucked and slurped and every time he pulled back, my tongue swirled around the head of his cock. I prayed and prayed he would cum down my throat and not all over my face; it had been so long since I had that sweet taste shoot down my throat but he pulled out, took a step back, pulled his pants up and said, "Not yet, maybe in a little while." And with that, he left.
WHAT THE FUCK! I closed the door to touch up my makeup and brush my hair and then sat there for a minute to figure out what to do next. When I opened the door he stepped back in and asked if he could sit down. I obliged. He took his cock out and started to masturbate, completely ignoring me. I felt like an idiot just standing there while he pleasured himself, as if I wasn't there so I said, "Um, I'm gonna take a walk to the theater." He looked up at me, apologized and left.
So I sat back down and within a minute an older Mexican man stepped in and closed the door. He said, "You're pretty", took a step forward and began to caress my legs. I figured that since he found me attractive, I would just let him do what he wanted. But soon he was edging his fingers under my skirt, slowly moving them towards my crotch. When he reached my cage, I pushed his hands away and then he demanded that I take it off. I said, "No, but I think you should leave now." He replied, "Why? I just want to have what's under there."
"Please leave. No, better yet, you stay, I'm going to the theater."
"Can I go with you? Can I follow you around?"
"Please don't" and then I left.
I entered that large, empty room once again and took a seat third row from the front. Moments later the door opened and I heard footsteps coming down the aisle; I hoped and prayed it wasn't that guy coming to bother me. And to my relief a tall, distinguished-looking gentleman with an accent asked if the seat next to me was taken. I smiled and shook my head so he sat down next to me on my right.
The movie on the big screen must've been one of his favorites because immediately after he sat, I heard that "zipper" noise once again, which echoed though-out the room, in-between the moans coming from the actors. Moments later he was caressing my legs. This went on for a scene or two before he started to creep up my skirt towards my cage. And just like I did to the last fellow moments earlier, I quickly pushed his hands away! However, unlike the last, he quickly apologized and then complimented the rings I was wearing. I thanked him and he asked if he could see them. Extending my hand towards him I replied, "Of course." He took my hand, kissed the back of it and said, "You also have beautiful nails" but before I could thank him again, he pulled it down to his crotch, placing his cock within my grasp and started moving it up and down.
Now I have to stop right here and tell you that was probably the best line I have ever heard before!
Okay, back to the story ... This went on for a little while before he asked if I wanted to move to a better location. I politely declined because he wasn't circumcised (and as many of you well know, I've had nothing but bad experiences from these men). Though I didn't tell him that, I figured this was a good a time as any to leave so I excused myself for the powder room and left.
I was just about to give up when I decided to try the booths one last time before leaving, so that's where I headed next. Once inside a booth I closed the door and again, touched up my makeup and puffed my hair before taking a deep breath and opened the door. Minutes passed, nothing except every now and then I would hear someone walk by but not stop. I hung my head in disappointment and then got up to leave. However, as I turned towards the door, an older man passing by stopped and asked if he could join me. I mustered a smile, pitifully nodded and then sat back down.
He was an older man with graying hair and glasses, but he did have a cute smile. He appeared to be my sort of dominant, a man who knew what he wanted and wasted no time in achieving his goal because within seconds he was taking off his pants and stepping towards me. I looked up at him for direction so he reached down and gently placed his finger on my chin, pushing on it ever so slowly that my mouth started to open. I followed his lead, parting my lips for him and in he went. He wasn't as large as most men, but that was fine with me because at this point I wasn't looking for a challenge, I still felt the need to be appreciated. Besides, because of his reduced size, I was able to do a lot more with my tongue and believe me when I say that I most certainly did. This blowjob was more like a face-fuck than a blowjob and it wasn't him that was doing it, it was actually me.
Once he was completely down my throat, I clamped my lips around his cock, reached around and grabbed his ass with both of my hands and didn't let go to save my life. And every time he tried to pull back, I pulled him back towards me. Back and forth, back and forth we went as he moaned and moaned! It was like a tug-of-war game that we were playing and then it happened ... I felt his cock begin to twitch! And when that happened, my lips sucked and sucked as my tongue did continuous swirls around his head until he started to explode. He came so much that for the first time in my life, I couldn't swallow fast enough and semen started to leak out of my mouth but that didn't stop me one bit because I continued until he was as limp as he could get!
When I finally released him, he fell back against the wall and said, "Wow!"
And when he thanked me, I replied, "No Sir, I should be the one thanking you!"
After he left the room I decided to leave the theater on a high note, which was probably a good idea because as I headed towards the front door, a couple passed me by, followed by a string of men. I can't compete with that.
Well, noon came and went and I hadn't from her. Normally with this sort of situation it would be up to me to contact her but like I said, I really needed to feel wanted and appreciated so I didn't do anything except wait. And wait I did until about 3:30pm when I decided to start getting ready for the theater. If she called, well then I would just have to deal with the consequences of not responding, but I knew that I really needed to do this.
Before taking a much needed long hot bath I decided to lay out my clothes for the trip: a white blouse under a black V-neck sweater, red tartan mini skirt, white opaque thigh-highs and my black Mary Jane platforms.
When I arrived shortly before 7pm, I pulled into the lot and noticed only about 4 cars parked, which wasn't what I was expecting. Things got even worse after I walked in and took a stroll throughout the place, first the main theater, then the back room, next the sauna and finally the booths ... absolutely nobody. DAMN! I wanted to cry.
What do I do? leave and come back another day? No. Or should I go into the theater, watch the movie and cross my fingers maybe? Um, okay, and off I went. So there I sat there in that large room, all by myself, in the dark. Yeah no, that felt weird so I headed for the booths.
My luck started to change for the better because a minute or so after I picked a room on the left and sat down, a kindly gentleman poked his head in and asked he could watch the movie with me. I nodded daintily and said, "I think that would be nice" so he stepped inside and closed the door. After a minute or so I heard a "zipper" noise and then one of the most beautiful cocks I had ever seen came from around the partition. He extended his hand towards me, palm up, so I placed mine in his. He gently guided it towards his manhood so I took it in hand. He was so hard and yet his skin velvety soft to the touch. I never held such a magnificent thing before. I didn't want this to end, I could have held him all night long. As I started to stroke him, he moaned in appreciation. This is why I was here, this is exactly what I needed to hear. Soon both of my hands were stroking while caressing his sacks.
I looked up at him like an innocent kitten. He smiled and then took a step forward. "Kiss it" he said, so I obeyed, leaving an outline of lipstick on the head of his cock. "Now open your mouth you little whore and take it all in." Slowly he entered my mouth, past my lips and teeth until the tip of my nose was nudging his navel. "Hold it there! Yeah, you feel so good." And then before I knew it, his hand was on the back of my head and he started to thrust it in and out. And thrust he did, my eyes rolled back and I was seeing stars. I sucked and slurped and every time he pulled back, my tongue swirled around the head of his cock. I prayed and prayed he would cum down my throat and not all over my face; it had been so long since I had that sweet taste shoot down my throat but he pulled out, took a step back, pulled his pants up and said, "Not yet, maybe in a little while." And with that, he left.
WHAT THE FUCK! I closed the door to touch up my makeup and brush my hair and then sat there for a minute to figure out what to do next. When I opened the door he stepped back in and asked if he could sit down. I obliged. He took his cock out and started to masturbate, completely ignoring me. I felt like an idiot just standing there while he pleasured himself, as if I wasn't there so I said, "Um, I'm gonna take a walk to the theater." He looked up at me, apologized and left.
So I sat back down and within a minute an older Mexican man stepped in and closed the door. He said, "You're pretty", took a step forward and began to caress my legs. I figured that since he found me attractive, I would just let him do what he wanted. But soon he was edging his fingers under my skirt, slowly moving them towards my crotch. When he reached my cage, I pushed his hands away and then he demanded that I take it off. I said, "No, but I think you should leave now." He replied, "Why? I just want to have what's under there."
"Please leave. No, better yet, you stay, I'm going to the theater."
"Can I go with you? Can I follow you around?"
"Please don't" and then I left.
I entered that large, empty room once again and took a seat third row from the front. Moments later the door opened and I heard footsteps coming down the aisle; I hoped and prayed it wasn't that guy coming to bother me. And to my relief a tall, distinguished-looking gentleman with an accent asked if the seat next to me was taken. I smiled and shook my head so he sat down next to me on my right.
The movie on the big screen must've been one of his favorites because immediately after he sat, I heard that "zipper" noise once again, which echoed though-out the room, in-between the moans coming from the actors. Moments later he was caressing my legs. This went on for a scene or two before he started to creep up my skirt towards my cage. And just like I did to the last fellow moments earlier, I quickly pushed his hands away! However, unlike the last, he quickly apologized and then complimented the rings I was wearing. I thanked him and he asked if he could see them. Extending my hand towards him I replied, "Of course." He took my hand, kissed the back of it and said, "You also have beautiful nails" but before I could thank him again, he pulled it down to his crotch, placing his cock within my grasp and started moving it up and down.
Now I have to stop right here and tell you that was probably the best line I have ever heard before!
Okay, back to the story ... This went on for a little while before he asked if I wanted to move to a better location. I politely declined because he wasn't circumcised (and as many of you well know, I've had nothing but bad experiences from these men). Though I didn't tell him that, I figured this was a good a time as any to leave so I excused myself for the powder room and left.
I was just about to give up when I decided to try the booths one last time before leaving, so that's where I headed next. Once inside a booth I closed the door and again, touched up my makeup and puffed my hair before taking a deep breath and opened the door. Minutes passed, nothing except every now and then I would hear someone walk by but not stop. I hung my head in disappointment and then got up to leave. However, as I turned towards the door, an older man passing by stopped and asked if he could join me. I mustered a smile, pitifully nodded and then sat back down.
He was an older man with graying hair and glasses, but he did have a cute smile. He appeared to be my sort of dominant, a man who knew what he wanted and wasted no time in achieving his goal because within seconds he was taking off his pants and stepping towards me. I looked up at him for direction so he reached down and gently placed his finger on my chin, pushing on it ever so slowly that my mouth started to open. I followed his lead, parting my lips for him and in he went. He wasn't as large as most men, but that was fine with me because at this point I wasn't looking for a challenge, I still felt the need to be appreciated. Besides, because of his reduced size, I was able to do a lot more with my tongue and believe me when I say that I most certainly did. This blowjob was more like a face-fuck than a blowjob and it wasn't him that was doing it, it was actually me.
Once he was completely down my throat, I clamped my lips around his cock, reached around and grabbed his ass with both of my hands and didn't let go to save my life. And every time he tried to pull back, I pulled him back towards me. Back and forth, back and forth we went as he moaned and moaned! It was like a tug-of-war game that we were playing and then it happened ... I felt his cock begin to twitch! And when that happened, my lips sucked and sucked as my tongue did continuous swirls around his head until he started to explode. He came so much that for the first time in my life, I couldn't swallow fast enough and semen started to leak out of my mouth but that didn't stop me one bit because I continued until he was as limp as he could get!
When I finally released him, he fell back against the wall and said, "Wow!"
And when he thanked me, I replied, "No Sir, I should be the one thanking you!"
After he left the room I decided to leave the theater on a high note, which was probably a good idea because as I headed towards the front door, a couple passed me by, followed by a string of men. I can't compete with that.
Lynne
- 28.09.2021
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