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We sat in our kitchen one late afternoon having a rather serious conversation...

"Since we got married, I've never seen another man's thing." She paused and looked down at the table and fingered her glass. "In fact, the only other time I've seen another man's naked penis since we got married was when you brought that movie projector home with the eight millimeter films that we watched."

"Geez, that was over twenty-five years ago!"

"Yes, but if I remember right we both got frisky that night and couldn't wait to get to bed. We didn't fall asleep that night until early the next morning."

I looked across the kitchen table at my wife and saw a very sheepish sort of grin expand across her lips, "So would looking at a bunch of them up on the big screen turn you on today? I looked at my lovely wife trying to picture if she were picturing a naked man or two in her pretty head. "My dear, you don't think a handsome nude guy or two that knows what to do with his 'thing' wouldn't be sexy to watch?"

"I think you think it would be because you'd get to see a bunch of pretty young nude girls at the same time." She crossed her legs under the glass-topped table and took a sip of her drink. "I just don't know if looking at that X-rated stuff would turn me on."

I sensed in that last comment she wasn't saying 'no', so I worked it a little more, "So you think it might be worth the experience? Something at least a little exciting, something different."

Mary Ann grinned again and then turned sideways in her chair, first uncrossing and then crossing her legs back again, her leg and bare foot bobbing up and down. "And I presume you have something already planned?"

"No, well, sort of I guess. I thought about going downtown to a theater to see an adult movie."

"An adult theater? They still have those kinds of places?"

"Well, yes, sort of. They have this one place that happens to show adult stuff on weekend nights."

She looked in my eyes and read into that simple reply of mine. "Wait. This theater, how do you know where it is?"

I grinned this time and picked up my glass of iced tea quickly to try and hide my expression behind it.

"I asked you how you knew about this place." She turned back and leaned up against the table toward me.

I gulped down the cold liquid. "Okay, long before we were married I used to go to this place some."

"I see." Mary Ann sat back again, but this time folded her arms across her chest.

We both remained silent and I just watched her watching me as I feigned drinking more tea.

Finally she sat back up and laid her hands on the table, fingers intertwined. She stared me right in the eye for another moment and then looked down at her hands. "So do they really show everything in those adult movies?"

My eyebrows rose as I looked over my glass at my lovely wife. "Uh, yes. They do." That grin started to creep across my lips again but I quickly suppressed it.

"I can't see how a theater like that stays in business when everyone can just download dirty pictures and movies from the internet nowadays."

"Yeah, I thought so, too. But like I said they have their legit business, but on late Friday and Saturday nights they still show the hard stuff."

"Do couples really go to stuff like that?"

"I think so; at least they used to back when. I'm sure more single men than couples still go, but for me being married and going feels like more of a turn on right now."

"Are you saying you are already horny just thinking about this?" She looked down through the glass table toward my crotch.

I squirmed in my chair, full well knowing I had a bit of a boner going. "Well, yeah. Partly because of remembering back to some of those hot movies, but mostly I think because of the thought of taking you some place you never knew I used to go, that really excites me."

"And you think as a couple we'll get so excited we'll want to do it right there in the theater?"

I about choked and spilled some tea from my glass onto my lap. I chuckled. "No, no...I mean, yes, oh I don't know." I brushed what I could of the liquid off my shorts, feeling the bulge in them.

"So just what do you mean? What is your naughty plan? There must be something else involved other than just watching a dirty movie in a naughty theater."

I sat my glass on the table and leaned up a little closer. "Well, okay, if you must know, uh, well I've been known to masturbate right there in the theater."

"What?" Mary Ann almost came out of her chair and looked at me as if I'd said I'd murdered someone. "What if someone saw you?"

"I guess that was part of the thrill. But so what if they did? Most of them were doing the same thing."

"Well, I don't know. I don't think I'd want anyone seeing me do that or for that matter knowing someone around me was doing it."

"You don't have to do a thing, but watch the movie, if you don't want to. But who knows, dear, you might actually enjoy being the voyeur and watch some of them."

"Well, I'm not saying I really like the idea of sitting in a seedy theater watching dirty movies with people around me doing who knows what, but..." her eyes met mine and seemed to gleam, "but hearing you talk about what you used to do, makes me wonder what it was like, what you felt while doing what you did in public."

My heart thumped in my ears. "Does that mean you'll go with me?"

"If you take me to dinner first, I'll think about it." Mary Ann sat back and took her glass of tea in hand again. "But if I do go, what should I wear?"

I grinned openly now knowing I had her interested at least. "Don't ask me," I replied excitedly but honestly. "You know I have enough trouble dressing myself. I'm the last person to ask for fashion advice."

"It's not fashion I'm worried about. I just don't know what to wear to an X-rated theater." Mary Ann sipped her tea.

"You always look great in anything you wear."

My lovely wife grinned ridiculously wide as she looked over her glass into my eyes. "Geez, I can't believe I'm getting a little turned on just talking about all this illicit sex stuff."

My heart raced and my skin tinkled as I jumped up out of my seat. "Well then, go get dressed."

* * * * *

"I'm ready. Let's go." My wife walked into the living room where I waited clicking the television remote blindly like we men do.

"Wow! Dear, you're beautiful!"

"Thank you. I didn't want to embarrass you on our little adventure tonight. I didn't want to dress too conservatively, but neither did I want to end up looking like a lady of the evening."

Mary Ann did a little spin. She wore a blouse I had not seen in some time and a skirt I'm not sure I had ever seen. The button up blouse was light and almost sleeveless. The neckline was low and open enough to show a good bit of cleavage, which always aroused me on her. She surely knew it would tempt me all this evening. The skirt was fairly full and came down to a couple of inches above her knees, much shorter than she normally would wear when she wore a skirt at all. The final touch was a pair of high heels she had worn maybe once, to a formal dinner we attended a couple years ago. That night she wore a long gown. Seeing her in those now really brought out her sexy bare calves. Mary Ann has always had the longest, strongest looking sexy legs ever. I don't know what she had in mind for later in the evening, but looking at her had me thinking very naughty thoughts. "Uh, I think you struck the perfect balance, my dear. You couldn't look more gorgeous." I just leered and admired.

"So?"

"What?"

"Are we going?"

"Oh yeah, sorry." I broke off the ogling of my wife and looked at my watch. "Well if we go now, we'll be early for the reservation I made a bit ago, but we can get a drink first. Then we can have a nice relaxing dinner before we head to the movie."

* * * * *

Surprisingly for a Saturday night we were able to be seated straight away and didn't have to take our first drink at the bar. We did have that drink though which I think relaxed us both. We talked and talked all the way through dinner. The conversation was wonderful, but what I remember most was the sight of Mary Ann looking so lovely across the table. She laughed and was so much more animated than she had been in some time.

The waiter was great, very courteous and patient with us. Of course, after about the fifth time he returned to our table during our salads alone, I got the picture...he lingered over Mary Ann and the sight she presented in that sexy blouse of hers. His eyes literally pinpointed down their natural deep valley each time before he walked away.

For me, I was more excited over it than jealous. I was happy just to be sitting opposite my lovely wife, but I also got the benefit of seeing someone else, a good-looking young man, enjoy her also.

"Did he just look at my boobs?" Mary Ann leaned over the table and whispered.

I laughed with a lilt of hilarity but more of a thrill of the eroticism his action and her reaction. "Yes he looked at your beautiful breasts. And by the way, they are very liberally and wonderfully displayed tonight I do have to say." I raised my glass in toast.

She blushed and smiled. "Thank you for the compliment, sir." She arched her eyebrows. "So do you really think they look that good still?"

"Of course, why do you think that young man has almost drooled down over them every time he's come to the table?"

As if on cue, our young waiter came back with a pitcher of ice tea and made a great play of refilling her already nearly full glass. He lingered long beyond when he finished almost to the point I was sure he was going to fall face first down in my wife's décolletage. When he finally did drag himself away, Mary Ann had a fit of the giggles.

"He really was ogling my boobs, wasn't he?"

"I told you so and why not? It must be a rather entrancing sight for the young man."

"And you don't mind?"

"No, not at all. If you didn't mind, and you don't seem to have or else you wouldn't have laughed about it. But I could still walk over and quietly tell our waiter he should behave himself."

Mary Ann leaned forward more. "So you don't mind other men looking at me?"

I didn't whisper. "You are a beautiful woman. So I can't blame men for admiring you."

"I didn't mind him looking. He can look, but that's all. Only you can touch. Want to touch now?" She threw the last in just raising her glass to sip her drink. I could see the broad grin behind the glass.

I nearly blew a mouthful of my own drink out over the tablecloth.

Mary Ann laughed as I struggled for breath.

I was sitting across from the woman I desired more than any other, in a nice restaurant, enjoying the evening with her. Looking at her vibrant and lovely face was almost torturous. I looked into those bright green eyes as they lit up when we talked. No one or nothing in my life was more perfect and made me feel happier. The wonderful warm smiles I saw from her warmed me. I did though watch intently throughout our meal looking for any sign she was getting nervous and might be thinking about changing her mind about going to the adult movie. Of course still, I had a hard time keeping my mind on anything other than sex. At one point it was even like she read my thoughts when she extended her bare foot under the table and pressed it up to my thigh. It felt warm, delicate and passionate to the point I totally spaced out on what she was saying. I just knew a few inches further up and she would have discovered my ever-growing passion for her.

Finally, after I'd paid the bill and we had sat there in silence for nearly five minutes just looking into each other's eyes, Mary Ann broke the silence. "Thank you for taking me out for dinner."

I smiled. "You're welcome my dear. So are you gonna go?" Not that I was overly eager for an answer by that point.

My wife nonchalantly reached for her drink and after a sip and another long pause said, "I don't know."

"You don't really want to go, do you?" I felt my heart sink.

"Well," Mary Ann drained the rest of what was in her glass, "no, but I don't want to be in your way of a good time tonight either."

"Tell me," I looked into her eyes as she shifted in her chair, "do you really not want to go then?"

"Yeah, I mean no, I think I do, but I don't know...I'm just a little nervous. What if someone we know sees us in that place?"

"First, I really doubt if we'll see anyone we know downtown there. Second, even if we did, think about it, the place shows other movies too. We can just say we are there to see something else."

"You are sounding awful sneaky. I'm starting to wonder if you've been doing this behind my back all along."

"What? No, really, I haven't been to this place I guess since maybe between my junior and senior years in college, home on break."

She looked down at her empty glass for a few seconds, "I'd like to go with you to the theater and sit with you a while. I'm ready to try something new, if you are ready to share your experience with me."

"I'm ready," I watched as her eyes turned dark and became a little watery, "but only if you are."

"I am."

I caught the new look on her face and realized for the first time maybe she really did want to do this. As I watched the fire continue to kindle in her glassy green eyes I shook away all my recent visions of my wife and looked at her with a renewed attraction. It wasn't so much a surprise as it was an awakening as I recognized her for the attractive, desirable woman I had married many years ago.

About then our young horny waiter was back with the pitcher. I saw Mary Ann sit up and about to put her hand over her glass to stop him, but then she stopped herself. She sat up tall and looked at him then over at me and winked. The young man got another good eyeful before he begrudgingly walked away. This time he almost tripped backwards into a fellow waiter when he couldn't take his eyes off my wife's boobs; which by the way at this point she had her finger in her blouse running it up and down the mighty cavern between them.

I looked at Mary Ann again and this time she not only winked but licked her lips as she stared back at me.

For the first time, I started to see the evening as a potentially very romantic one.

* * * * *

I followed my wife quietly through the main theater doors, my heart pounding and my mind racing through a replay of the many times I'd been in that very place many years ago. It was an old theater but it didn't have the seedy qualities associated with other adult theaters I'd also been to in the distant past. Walking into the lobby, the theater looked fundamentally unchanged from my last visit year's earlier. Well almost unchanged. The refreshment counter had made a huge upgrade what with more flashing neon and a larger variety of goodies. That and the old guy behind the counter selling tickets was no longer there. He had been replaced by a young woman.

Mary Ann also noticed. "I think it's interesting to see a woman working at a theater like this."

"Why, it's like most other theaters, they just happen to show adult movies in one of the theaters on weekends."

"Yeah, but I bet she probably gets a lot of offers for dates from the horny old men that come out after."

"Maybe. Not sure I'd call them 'dates' what they'd be asking for after they came out of this kind of movie. But anyway...Two tickets please for, uh, the adult showing." I said to the pretty woman in the booth.

"That will be $16.00 please." The woman smiled up at me and then took a glance at Mary Ann standing just to the side and behind me. I swear she both grinned and winked knowingly at her.

I paid cash and she handed me the tickets.

"The theater will be the last on the left. Have a nice evening." Again, I swear she looked passed me to my wife with an almost wicked smile.

"So you're sure about this?" I asked as I turned to face my wife.

Mary Ann just nodded and bit her lower lip without looking up at me.

The theater inside had changed a lot. The screen was bigger and the seats were newer. One thing hadn't changed; the men of all ages took notice when a woman came into the place. Even in the dim light I saw heads turn and look right at Mary Ann. Oh, some were being more subtle about it, but there were the 'seasoned' guys that knew a woman got a kick out of being ogled in a place like that. I walked a bit behind my wife so I could see if she was taking notice of being stared at as I knew nearly every male pair of eyes in the place followed her down the aisle. She never hesitated or looked back at me, but I had to think she knew she was the admiration of all these guys at the moment.

She walked on until about halfway down and turned into a mostly empty row on the left.

She stopped and turned back to me. "Why don't you go in first?"

"Sure." I scooted a few seats in and she quickly sat next to me.

I reached over for her hand. "You're shaking."

"I'm still a bit nervous."

The rest of the lights went down as we settled in and the movie began to roll. There were no opening trailers or advertisements for this kind of flick. As the opening credits appeared the music built almost immediately with a hard-driving rhythm and screaming guitars. I could feel the sound pulsing right into my body. It worked into the excitement and anticipation that crackled in the air and charged the sexual atmosphere within the theater. It was a thrill for me for sure coming back to a place I had frequented on my own. But with this night the added thrill was in knowing Mary Ann and I were there as a couple doing something so very out of the ordinary for us. It was something totally outside our experience of many years of being together.

To that point though all we were doing was holding hands in a theater.

It was then I looked over to our right and could just see a man in the shadows a few seats down in the row in front of us with his hand in his pants. He was obviously masturbating already!

And so the reality of where we really were came home. I squeezed my dear wife's hand as the movie opened right off with serious action; no plot building here. On the big screen immediately a naked young brunette knelt in front of a very well-endowed guy. She had his manhood in her hand, rubbing it over her oversized, obviously artificially enhanced breasts. The camera moved in for a close-up of her hard nipple and the head of his cock as she rubbed it over wet splotches and white smears of what had to be the guy's cum.

I realized we had missed the cumshot scene. Damn!

What a way to start a movie, the climax before the action!

But the choppy conversation that ensued between the two porn actors explained they had been at it awhile and the next thing you know they flash back to earlier in the day, she at work and him obviously messing around with another woman, a blonde. As the loose story played out, the brunette remembered she had forgotten something at home. When she got back she walked in on her man and the blonde, who turns out to be the brunette's sister. Heated words are exchanged between the women and the next thing you know a classic cat fight ensues. Of course, the blonde is completely naked as she had been going at it with stud-man, who by the way had conveniently sat himself on a chair and was stroking his mammoth porn star-sized cock watching the hot action. It wasn't long before the blonde had ripped off most of the brunette's clothes. With the camera swapping back and forth between close-ups of the stud's hard cock and the two sisters at play, the women settled into a convenient sixty-nine position and went at it like nothing else mattered.

As I watched I couldn't help but get somewhat aroused at the girl-girl action and okay, yes, seeing that meaty oversized cock being stroked, something I could see myself doing to my own normal manhood. Before very long, I had a healthy hard-on going. The theater was lit up enough from the screen so I could make out the few people sitting in the rows nearest us. Surveying those closest around us, my eyes came to a screeching halt on two young ladies who were definitely getting into the rhythm of things further down our row. I had seen the two girls when we first came in but really didn't pay that much attention to them as I sat down with Mary Ann. It was hard not to notice now. For in the sporadic glow off the movie screen I could see the two were kissing passionately, their tongues obviously entwined.

They were squirming around not only in their seats, but around one another. One of the gals had very long dark hair and looked to be dressed in a yellow mini-dress of some sort. The only parts of the other girl I could make out were the very curly blonde locks and the hands reaching around the brunette's body. At that very moment of my ogling though the young blonde looked over her partner's shoulder directly at me.

Our eyes met.

I smiled.

She returned a knowing smile that sent a warm shiver down my body. I looked closer at her lips and could see her smile change, her lips move. She mouthed a 'Hello' and then appeared to laugh before she turned her attention back to her lover nuzzling her neck and groping her breasts until she abruptly pushed her away. As I watched in the dim light, which filtered and flickered out from the screen, I saw her grab the neckline of her dress and with a jerk pulled it open. By the time the snaps were all undone, she sat there with the flaps of fabric pulled away from her lovely breasts and the rest of her body. She had absolutely nothing on underneath. Her breasts were somewhat small, but they looked very round and very firm. I smiled at the sight of her nipples protruding through the thin curtain of her beautiful hair. It was if she was reading my mind when her hands reached up and gently cupped those pert breasts. She pointed the nipples even further upward and a broader smile still crept over her lips. As the thumb and forefinger of each hand pinched the very erect pink nipples her eyes rolled up and closed. Maintaining her grasp on one nipple, she allowed her other hand to dip down to her blonde bush where her lover was nuzzling her with her nose.

All those times years ago in that theater I had never had a woman be so aware of me as a spectator to her pleasure. Of course, I'd never seen two girls going at in that theater or anywhere else for that matter ever before. Now I truly understood what it was like to be a voyeur with a true exhibitionist displaying herself so openly.

The sexy blonde was moving her hand more quickly between her legs, looking as if one or more fingers thrust into her pussy. Just about then the brightness on the screen illuminated the wetness on her thighs. More exciting though, were her glaring eyes aimed directly at me. She could see me as clearly now, too, and I knew she was doing this just for me...and yes, maybe for her lover kneeling between her legs. I could see the fingers of her other hand in her brunette companion's hair clenching at the back of her head; grinding her pussy in the girl's face. The delicious looking blonde gave me another knowing grin before she looked down and my eyes followed hers. I was instantly hypnotized by the dark haired girl bobbing her face into her partner's lap. In another flash of bright light from the big screen I caught a view of her extended tongue flicking across the huge red bead of the blonde's clit, like a spoon scooping at a sizable pink pearl.

I realized I must have been holding my breath at that point. I exhaled sharply and reluctantly turned my attention back to the big screen, but as I did I rubbed myself a couple of times through my pants.

"Wow! Would you look at that!" Came the unusually deep voice beside me.

"W-What!" I stammered turning to my wife who had made that comment.

"Don't you like what you see?" Her voice was still low and throaty as she spoke. "Sure does look like someone or something is excited," she said as she took a very obvious look into my lap.

"Sorry about that." I smiled. "It's not every night I get to sit next to a beautiful woman and watch other naked women up on a big screen, or..." I nodded to my left, "a sexy couple doing it live."

"Nothing to apologize about," Mary Ann said in a matter-of-fact tone, glancing back to the movie screen. She looked passed me. "Just don't stare too hard or you'll bust something."

"You don't say. Well, it just might be worth it." I couldn't help but needle her.

"Well, my feelings aren't quite as visible as yours, but that doesn't mean I'm not excited, too."

"That's good." I said simply, imagining what it might be like to slip my hand under her skirt and between her thighs. Might be fun to see how damp her underwear may be and see how excited she really was. But I wasn't sure she was ready for that kind of move.

I continued to stare at the couple on our row and saw the woman being serviced squeeze her thighs up tighter around her lover's head. Her breasts were covered with a thin sheen of sweat which glistened in the light as they rose and fell in time with her hurried breathing, the nipples standing up very firmly on top. Suddenly the blonde glanced my way again and caught me staring. She didn't seem shocked or embarrassed, but rather she lifted those round breasts up in her hands once more and massaged them while staring right at me.

"They turn you on, don't they?"

Mary Ann startled me again and I squirmed in my seat, my hard-on pressing hard to get out of my pants. I looked back to my right and my wife's gaze was strong and unwavering. I broke down and stammered, "Well, yeah, I like what I see."

"So you're having a sexual fantasy about the both of them?"

I was flabbergasted at the direct question. I looked up at movie screen a moment, trying to gather my thoughts. But that was just as bad as now the stud had his huge cock aimed right into the one girl's pussy while the other girl still lay under her sister, her tongue now licking up the stud's shaft as he entered the girl.

"Come on, Don," Mary Ann reached out to touch my forearm, "tell me what naughty thoughts you're having."

"Well...I, uh...I don't know...maybe I shouldn't ..."

She ignored my protests. "Isn't that why we came here, for sexual fantasy?"

"I don't know...I guess, but..."

"I don't know either then, but," she paused and reached down into my lap and grasped my manhood through my pants. I almost jumped up out of my seat. Her warm hand cuddled my cock and by total instinct I pushed my hips forward and up. "All this turns you on a lot doesn't it?"

I closed my eyes and took a big breath, "I'm sorry. Are you mad at me?" I swallowed hard continuing to catch my breath mostly from losing it at her abrupt and firm grasp of my hard-on.

She actually chuckled, "No indeed. Honestly, I'm having a very good time. Are you okay with me having a good time, too?"

I shook my head, "No. I mean yes indeed that was the idea."

"Good then," she leaned over, kissed me on the cheek and gave me another firm squeeze. "Let's just have fun."

Now, this both turned me on more and made me a bit nervous, but I tried to hide my confusion and still keep my arousal as Mary Ann stroked me through my pants.

I felt emboldened though being the 'veteran' of the two of us in adult theater escapades, well, solo escapades anyway. I decided to play hard to get and see how far Mary Ann would go. She looked so sexy sitting right there beside me and her flirty moves were having their effect. But I forced myself to try and ignore that and focus elsewhere. But how could I? To my right was my sexy wife, to my left were a pair of lesbians making out very aggressively and noisily, while up in front of me on the big screen were two nude women both sucking off one very hung stud.

Well, check that...the two girls on the screen just fell on the bed into a very naked, very erotic sixty-nine position again. They had their mouths glued to each other's beautiful bare pussies. It was then I had an interesting thought or rather simple question...Why do so many of the porn stars clean shave their womanhood? I watched the close-up of one girl as her tongue licked at her friend's very bare, very wet, pink pussy. Okay, maybe that did look very delicious!

Soon the theater was filled with loud sucking sounds as the girls ate one another out.

My cock grew harder still in my wife's grasp!

In a quiet second between the starlets' slurping sounds I heard a sound to my left. So I looked over and...damn!

The gorgeous brunette was fully on her knees between her blonde partner's long legs, her face buried tight in her pussy. The blonde had her legs up over the brunette's shoulders, her feet resting on the seat back in front of them.

I was treated to expert pussy eating both on screen and off and to say the least both were so very hot!

My cock was as hard as it could get, in my pants anyway!

I took a deep breath and looked back to my right only to find my wife had leaned up to see around me. "Why don't you go over and have a really good look, honey. I know you want to." Mary Ann stared into my eyes for only a second and I immediately weakened; so much for my vow to resist. "What a hot fantasy for you. Can you imagine being there with them both...close to those naked bodies? The blonde sure doesn't mind, she obviously wants you to stare. She's posing for you...right there in her seat, naked, spreading her legs for her lover and offering her breasts to you. See how she's looking at you?" She nodded down the row. "She knows how much she's turning you on. She's telling you something, Don. Do you know what she's saying?"

"Uh, no, um...I don't know...I, uh," I stammered, nearly unable to speak but realizing that I was starting to enjoy what Mary Ann was doing to me.

"She's telling you she wants you to take out that big, long cock of yours and jack off for her." Mary Ann pulled on my manhood through my pants.

I tensed then sighed nervously.

"She wants you to, Don. She can sense how much you love to jack off and she wants to help you. She does, and I want to watch you play, too. Look deeply in her eyes and talk really dirty to her, tell her what she's doing to you...tell her you are going to stroke this hot penis of yours for her, her friend and me."

Mary Ann paused. I looked back at the blonde who stared right back at me.

"If she wants to look, then give her something to really look at." My mischievous wife grinned up at me as she unzipped my fly. "I came here to give you a big reminiscent thrill. Is it working?"

"Uh, ooo..." I only muttered as she bent my penis enough to be painful as she fished it out. When she finally did my manhood stood up quickly to its full height. "Uh, I think you know the answer to that."

"I do see." She more cooed than spoke as she gave my hard-on a nice long smooth stroke with her soft palm.

"Are you trying to seduce me in public, my dear?"

"How am I doing?" She replied with a chuckle.

I was in a state of shock. I couldn't believe my wife was actually doing this...it must be a dream! But then I felt her fingers wrap fully around my cock. Suddenly, the exciting idea of what she was about to do hit me and my own mischievous smile crossed my face as I considered the exciting possibilities.

"You love how it feels to be squeezed and stroked while looking at her, don't you, Don?"

I started to deny it, but before I could she cut me off. "Don't you, Don. I know you do. Your long hard penis feels so good when it hardens in my hand, doesn't it? But you want it to be her hand don't you?"

I murmured, barely audibly, "Well, I ..."

I was dumbfounded. I never imagined she would want to be this sexual with me, here, in a public theater. The most I had hoped for was a little groping, kissing and work up to a romp back in bed at home. Could it be her first X-rated movie was working on her more than I thought?

Mary Ann sat up in her seat and turned to me, still holding my cock in her warm, soft hand, "You can play with this all you want while watching those girls of yours, but just remember it's still all mine." She yanked hard on my shaft.

I was mesmerized.

"Look at her, Don. I want you to look at her and jack off for her. You and I will have plenty of time to play when we get home." With that she turned back into her seat and smoothed her skirt down. "But right this minute I'm going to go powder my nose. Those drinks at dinner have finally caught up to me. You stay here and play and I'll be right back." She stood and was about to walk away when she turned back. "Oh yeah, but save the big finish for me. I want to watch."

With that my lovely wife walked on up the aisle wiggling her backside in that short skirt to roving and leering eyes of the dozen or so men s**ttered about the theater. Although I wanted to follow her to make sure she was safe, I was a bit indisposed with my cock pointing up through my fly and already starting to leak a good bit of pre-cum. Instead I took a couple of deep breaths and looked back up at the screen. We were on to another scene with a whole different set of porn stars. An older woman was slowly licking a soft cock to life. The limp cock stiffened quickly in response to her talented tongue. I could feel the excitement myself as I my cock began to thicken more, but to be honest as much as that was erotic; I knew the best voyeurism was watching the real thing.

I turned to my left again and gazed upon two lovely ladies still voraciously making out. As I had my cock gripped firmly in my hand I felt more than a little reckless as I badly wanted one or both of them to see it. I didn't want to be just the voyeur, but I wanted to be an exhibitionist, too.

"Ahem." I heard someone clear their throat and then a hand was on the forearm connected to my stroking hand. "I see you are enjoying the movie." My wife retook her seat. "Or is it still that girl couple over there," She nodded past me down the row. Then as she settled in next to me she looked at me with an intensely serious and provocative expression with her hands poised at her blouse. "Wouldn't you prefer seeing the real thing up close and personal?"

She undid a button.

I felt a sudden wave of surprise. Although she can do her share of flirting, this was a bit much for her. The only thing I managed to stammer was "Well ..."

She turned towards me and undid another button. Her blouse only had one button left to undo above the waistband of her skirt.

She undid it, too.

I felt my cock swell in my fist as I watched her open her blouse. I stared at her mighty full and gorgeous 'twins' spilling forth from her bra. I also felt the twin waves of anxiety and arousal sweep through me. I was speechless and must have looked like an idiot with my mouth hanging open.

After what seemed like an eternity, she slowly lowered her hand, still staring at me intently and said, "Unless of course you want to go over play with them instead." She nodded past me again.

"No, I'm uh, I'm good." I babbled still looking at her sumptuous chest.

Then abruptly Mary Ann laughed, shrugged her shoulders with her blouse still gaping open and resumed watching the movie as if nothing had happened. I tried to be discreet, but she still caught me staring. Which, again to my surprise she reacted with a simple coquettish little smile. As I sat there staring on, she licked her lips and somewhat languidly turned towards me, slowly pushing her chest out as she did.

"Want to stick your nose down between them?" She whispered.

"What?" I blinked out of my trance and settled back in my seat.

"You practically are already." With that she shook her shoulders making her breasts sway before my ogling eyes.

My jaw dropped to my chest I'm sure. It was a miracle I didn't drool all over myself. But I recovered enough to think of a comeback. "I am very pleased at the sexy sight, but you shouldn't keep them a secret between us. If I'm going to hang out," I nodded down and gave my hard cock a bit of a tug, "you should make the effort to let the guys around us get a glimpse of your beautiful breasts."

She twisted around in her seat until she was fully facing me. I saw her shiver and shift a little to allow her blouse to open wider. "You would really let me do that?"

"It's up to you." I said in a hushed tone of voice.

I had the clear impression there was no real sense of hesitation on her part but she was playing our 'hard to get' game well.

"I just want to savor the thrill going up and down my body right now actually." Ever so slowly, her left hand went to the edge of her bra and with her head tilted back and her eyes closed, she caught the edge of the material with her long fingernails and eased it down off her right breast. I noticed that as she did so, the tip of two nails slid across her already distended nipple.

She let out a deep sigh and asked, "Do we have an audience?"

I looked toward the other row and saw two men trying to be subtle but were very obviously looking her way. "Yes, they are looking right at you." As soon as I said that I was afraid that might break the erotic spell she seemed to be. However, her response was to move her fingertips back to the nipple and begin gently moving them in small circles. Her other hand was suddenly very active in my lap as she squeezed and relaxed her grip on me.

"Yes, that's right, pinch your nipple for me and them," I called to her bit more breathily.

Her next response was immediate and beyond my wildest daydreams. Where I had expected a rather tentative and gentle pinch, she pressed her thumb and forefinger hard onto to the exposed nipple. I could see in her face, her eyes still closed, she was experiencing a combination of pain and pleasure. However, from the low throaty groan and smile on her lips I pretty much was sure pleasure was winning out. It was a truly magnificent sight, her floating there above her seat with those perfect breasts uplifted ever so sharply with a pair of rock hard nipples.

She paused for a second and smiled at me. "How am I doing?"

"Uh, I know you're turning me on."

Only I knew the guys around us were enjoying the show, her show, too. There were at least four men now ogling her. I couldn't see over all the seats to tell if they each had their cocks out as I did, but at least a couple arms were making a similar up and down motions. I imagined the others were at least rubbing a good bulge in the crotch of their pants.

Mary Ann opened her eyes finally, but made no effort to look out at her audience, instead she looked only at my face. "Are they still gawking?"

I just sighed and grinned very devilishly in the shadows.

"I feel so kinky, Don," she giggled as she continued squeezing and releasing her nipples one after the other. I noticed her eyes half close as a small moan escaped her lips.

While she continued to pinch I eased my hand to her skirt. She didn't jump or resist but rather opened her eyes wide, smiled provocatively and spread her legs.

"Is this what you want, sweetheart?" Mary Ann breathed out heavily. "I know you want to see her. Or maybe you want to feel first. Here ...," she reached for my hand and made a point of looking at me with a very intent gaze as she pushed my hand further under her skirt. Never lowering her gaze from my eyes, she slowly spread her legs still wider until her naked crotch grazed the tips of my fingers.

Yes, naked!

When she saw the shocked look on my face, she grinned up at me, "I took them off when I was in the bathroom. What do you think?"

I couldn't believe it! She had taken off her panties without any urging from me. To think my once very bashful wife would sit in a public place without any undies was absolutely amazing enough. That she would let me diddle her in public, with someone or several 'someones' watching was utterly incredible!

"Do you like the feel of my hairy wet cunt? That is what naughty girls have, a cunt right?" With those words Mary Ann again made a slow, subtle motion, this time shifting her weight slightly so that her legs spread apart a little further and my fingers stabbed through her pubes. I found myself looking towards her hemline as it rode up maybe another inch. I could feel her 'cunt' but still not actually see it.

"You intend to have fun tonight, I surmise." I only stated what to be a now more assured fact.

"I'm not sure I can get much hornier than I already am." Mary Ann squirmed her crotch up closer to my hand, my fingers felt the soft, damp puffiness of her sex lips.

I leaned over closer and whispered, "I think you just might actually. I also think I've created a sex monster."

She smiled up at me and said, "You may be right, but in any case, I'm your monster." With that, she leaned up and kissed me. I groaned as she darted her tongue in my mouth and my hand ran up over her bushy pussy. Her aggressive kisses and the eroticism of the whole moment nearly sucked the breath out of me.

It certainly cut off any questions I had about her commitment to playing in public as I became fully absorbed in our kiss.

But then...

She broke our kiss and took her hand off my penis suddenly, then sat back in her seat. "We shouldn't be doing this. And you should really put that thing away." She nodded down at my crotch. She also started to pull her blouse back together.

"We don't have to do anything..." I replied my manhood still standing tall out of my pants, of course, it screaming otherwise.

"I know, but what about them?" Mary Ann motioned toward two of the closest ogling guys in front of us. They had moved a few seats closer.

"What about them? They aren't going to get any closer than that. I won't let them. They are doing their own thing." I tried to be supportive, yes in a selfish way I suppose.

"We really shouldn't, but..." she stammered as if starting to convince herself. I could swear a cute smirk crossed her lips, too.

"We don't have to do anything if you don't want to." I spoke as I started to stroke myself and saw her eyes follow my fist moving up and down. "But I'm sure these guys would take you up on your offer of a live show, even if it was just a little more of a peek of your very beautiful breasts."

She leaned over with her head against my chest as her hand slowly reached for my manhood again. "I suppose I can at least finish 'him' off. Wouldn't want you to be deprived of your fantasy." She lightly caressed the flared head and it responded with a jerk for her. We both gasped, she giggled and began to slowly stroke my whole hard shaft. I sat back and let her have at it.

Looking down, I found her skirt was still hiked halfway up her thighs and her other hand was between them. So she wasn't done. I didn't need an engraved invitation, so I ran my hand over her thigh, easing my palm along the inside so that my fingertips came closer and closer to her opening. As I did her skirt pushed back until I could see her dark bush this time. Her lips were slightly reddened and swollen with excitement as they peeked out from under that thick thatch. As she gently squirmed against my touch I saw her lips shifting and threatening to part as her legs opened a little more.

"That looks very inviting." I commented as I nodded downward.

"Would you like to feel more of her?" She shuffled in her seat a little closer to the front edge. She leaned her head closer and whispered, "Touch me, please. Really touch me."

Now hanging over the seat edge, she managed to open her legs even wider and this time her lips did pull apart to reveal some enticing pink soaked in her womanly juices. The sight of the damp dark pubic hair and her aroused pussy really amazed me, especially knowing I was not the only one with the sexy view.

"I don't know about this, but I'm so very horny right now." Mary Ann gave me the sexiest look as she slid her hand down over my hard cock. I could feel her smear my generous pre-cum all the way down its length. The moisture allowed her hand to slide up and down very smoothly.

Her kinky hair was moist to the touch and when I placed my finger between the lips, it nearly eased in of its own slippery accord. I slid in and out a couple of times then I used two fingers to gently open the outer lips wider so I could see the butterfly within and the small nub of her clitoris just barely peeking out from under its hood. Gradually, her body began to respond and I was fascinated watching her hips move in a slow rhythm and her clit continue to swell emerging more from its warm hiding place. The hot wetness of her sex flowed over my questing fingers as I heard her moan gently against my ear. My two fingers found the depth of her vagina while my thumb teased the button of her clit.

Seconds later she was panting, her hot hand on my hard cock and my finger flicking through her moist pink labia teasing her clit. She moaned and then immediately coughed, I guess to disguise the illicit sexy sound she was making from anyone else who may have heard her. Only I'm sure her horny male admirers in front of us surely heard her. They all seemed to be stroking away quite nicely by then.

I smiled inside and out as I dove in deeper to her pussy with my two fingers. I moved them around a bit and then easily slid a third in between her extremely wet folds. Her eyes closed for a moment when my three fingers delved as deeply as they would go. When my thumb rubbed lightly over the swelling of her clit, she opened her emerald greens suddenly and gazed up at me.

"Mmmm, I like when you touch me like that. Oooo! I love your fingers; they feel so good inside me. I especially like to get my clit played with gently like you're doing it now. Mmmm..."

As my fingers continued their deep plunge into the depths of her pussy, my thumb moved in gentle circles over her clit. She writhed in her seat, pushing down onto my hand.

"Oh Don! It feels so good! Yes, play with me...please!" Mary Ann was panting hard now, her cheek pressed up against my shoulder.

The air in the theater was rapidly getting thick with the smell of sex. I wondered how many in the audience were getting as fired up as we were! Then out of the corner of my eye to the right, I saw a woman come walking down the aisle. She turned into the same row we sat on but on the other side of the aisle. I thought I recognized her and when I turned my head to verify, sure enough it was the female ticket taker.

She was followed by an older man.

They took a seat and didn't waste any time getting comfortable.

Mary Ann gave me a good healthy squeeze right about then and I rose up in my seat.

When I looked back over to the lusty couple I saw the woman already had the man's cock out and seemed to thoroughly enjoy working it to a hard state. She played with it as if she were showing it off, milking it with both hands, then waving it back and forth.

With my wife's hand on my cock, I couldn't believe we were in the same room not more than fifteen or twenty feet away from people on either side of us. I never thought I'd be this excited to see my wife and me in this position. I looked at Mary Ann and could see from the tilt of her head she was looking across the aisle now. It was clear she was dividing her viewing time between the movie and our exhibitionist neighbors to the right. I couldn't see her eyes clearly but I was sure she was feasting on the hard shaft in the woman's hand. I couldn't believe it at first, my wife letting me finger her as if she was a horny schoolgirl as she watched another guy getting jerked off.

"You little voyeur!" I blurted out.

"Voyeur-ette," she corrected me without taking her eyes off our row mates. "Besides it's only fair I get to look at them while you look at those girls." She leaned her head up and looked around me.

I looked back at the lovely young ladies. Now the blonde was on her knees between the brunette's thighs.

I couldn't deny it I suppose.

About then I heard a loud grunt back to my right. The woman's strokes on the opposite side of the theater had become faster and more rhythmic and the older guy was grunting and moaning as he hunched his hips up off the seat.

"She's really into it isn't she?" Mary Ann commented rather enthusiastically.

"She really is, yes." I agreed.

At that very moment the woman looked over at Mary Ann and I, smiled, and then licked her lips. With the sexy sounds on the screen, the sight of her hand sliding up and down the man's cock and the sensations of Mary Ann's fingers on my own very hard cock, I was getting so hot all I could think about was cumming. I fought the almost uncontrollable urge to grab my stiff pole out of my wife's hand and furiously jack myself off through to orgasm. But I still couldn't help to be amazed at what my wife was doing. My lust didn't match as hot and bothered as she appeared to be. Mary Ann no longer had any shy inhibitions, she was a fiercely horny woman lost in total sexual abandon. Several guys were watching her; and she knew it. Even another woman was paying close attention. Nothing else mattered to her now...nothing but her new-found sexual pleasure.

We both watched the young woman slowly run her fist up and down the older guy's cock while she rubbed his chest with her other hand. Her hand slid down to the base of his thick male organ, squeezing him, then slowly she began to pump his cock with long strokes from the base to the tip. Before long she leaned over and engulfed the mushroom-like head of his circumcised cock with her mouth. She began to suck on only that thick head as the hand she had wrapped around the base of the shaft shifted to capture his balls. The young lady then began to pull him in. Slowly, inch by inch, she drew him into her sweet mouth. She went lower and lower until I saw her nose press into his thatch of dark pubic hair. His entire length vanished between her lovely lips.

I shuddered involuntarily at the distant feeling of what that would be like.

As I eased back in my seat I looked down the row again to see a head of chestnut hair bouncing and bobbing in the guy's lap. She moved her head up and down, mouthing the full length of his cock. I could see her cheeks dimpling with the suction she produced, she sucked so hard.

"Oh, oh! I can't stand it anymore! Please!" Mary Ann suddenly called out as she writhed on my hand and stared up wildly into my eyes.

I took her hand and moved it to rest over her mound. "I want you to do it," was my reply.

She made no protest, but I could see in her eyes she was surprised by my request. "Hmm, you want me to do it for their benefit," she nodded at out at her audience that had grown to at least six men now, "or yours."

I was so astounded by what she said I couldn't come back with even the slightest smartass reply. All I could say was, "For us all."

Smiled and said, "Only for you, dear." And so she spread her legs as wide open as she make them, planted her feet firmly on the concrete floor and pulled her skirt up past her waist. I had the most beautiful view of her luscious pussy and so of course did a couple of guys that had newly settled into the row ahead of us. She leaned back in her seat and massaged herself down there far beyond any tender loving care I had been giving her. She was rubbing her pussy and fingering her enlarged clit for all she was worth. Her breathing got heavy very quickly and I could see her bottom raise up out of the seat, much like she does in bed when she is on the verge of cumming. I absently reached for my shaft and stroked myself while enjoying her incredible show.

Something made me look back passed my lustily engaged wife and saw our fellow lusty couple still going at it. The young lady's expert hand stroked downward as the older guy's hips started hunching up to meet her fisting. As I gazed on she leaned up and flicked her tongue over the head. With that, the man couldn't hold back any more. He groaned so loudly it was almost a yell as his first jet of cum shot out and up. The woman jumped back in surprise, but not before that first spurt hit her square on the cheek. She backed her head away some but then I swear the old guy loosed uncountable streams of sticky cream into her open mouth. Try as she might though, she couldn't keep the thick man-cum from running back out over her lower lip and the corners of her mouth. She continued pumping away with her hand as the next couple of shots splattered her chest and the rest gushed down over her hand.

"Oh my gosh!" Mary Ann nearly yelled out herself this time.

I looked down and saw her hand over her mouth as she tried to muffle her scream. Her eyes were glassy and while she was looking at me, I had the feeling she was not really seeing anything at all. With my free hand, I gently cradled her head and tilted it forward and toward me. Her breathing came in short, deep gasps and for a moment I was certain she was going to faint on me. It was all I could do to keep from cumming myself just from the scene before my eyes. But luckily I had stopped stroking myself, watching in amazement as my wife had one exquisite orgasm. She grunted and groaned, froze almost in mid-air arched over the theater seat and then slammed back down, breathing rapidly and moaning incessantly.

By the time Mary Ann had come down from her climactic high she tilted her head to look at up me and had a complete look of bliss across her pretty face.

"That was...oh, mmm...incredibly...uh, incredible!" She continued to lightly massage her very damp pussy until she her eyes widened as she looked toward the row in front of us. "He's looking at me! He can see I'm naked." Mary Ann squealed.

I looked and found a guy standing there in the row in front of us giving a good wank on his hard cock extending out through the fly of his jeans. At first I was taken aback, but then I actually laughed and said, "You have been very naughty, dear, acting up for our horny spectator. He's got a big smile on his face, almost as big as that cock in his right hand."

Not only was this young man well endowed, but his big fist enveloping his cock made everything he had look much bigger. I could tell Mary Ann caught his sexy approving gesture in spite of her efforts to act as if she was averting her gaze. I was surprised to find myself enjoying, rather than feeling jealous or threatened at their sensual exchange.

She had a devilish sparkle in her eyes and grinned. "He is rather big."

Well, Mary Ann's recent cumming must have seriously turned him on even though it took him longer to cum than the other men. They had already 'cum' and gone. This guy was making the most of it, but finally he leaned toward my wife jacking himself off with one hand and holding on to the seat back in front of him as he looked closer down at her still bared, very wet pussy. His large body tensed as he gave in to that sweet pleasure of his own cumming and he groaned loudly right before a long, thick stream of white cum leapt from his cock and arced into the air flying over the seat back. The thick jet of cum flew out so far it fell down across Mary Ann's right forearm.

I was certain this would have frightened Mary Ann to no end or at least brought back her initial nervous inhibited self. Instead Mary Ann smiled and with her index finger gingerly wiped the thick manly liquid off her skin and reached over to wipe it on the cloth seat next to her.

I heard the guy say a very hoarse 'thank you' before he turned to walk away, trying to stuff his wilted manhood back into his jeans.

Mary Ann looked completely content. "I guess he liked what he saw."

I laughed, "You made his night a little more exciting than he was expecting."

"Have you ever done anything like this before?" She asked.

"Nothing quite like this." I admitted. "I never got naked. Although more than once I did masturbate while sitting in one of these seats, but much more discreetly and never with anyone close around."

"I can believe that, you perv."

"Look who's talking. You're the one that has caused quite a stir here tonight," I laughed softly. "You are a very, very naughty girl"

"Am I?" Mary Ann replied and batted her eyes.

"You know you are," I smiled reached over for her hand. She didn't object as I placed it back on my still very hard cock. Her index finger spread the clear bead of my own moisture around my crown. Her other hand reached out to cup my balls and give them a gentle squeeze. I immediately buried my face in her soft neck as I moaned my approval. I also reached my hand back to her sex and massaged her wet lips wanting the extra inspiration. I figured she was quite happy to have my fingers there as she laid her head to mine and cooed. I began to slide my finger in and out of her wet womanhood in rhythm to her stroking of my perfectly hard manhood. I nibbled at her earlobe and watched her lick her lips as she jacked me off enthusiastically.

After a couple minutes of this she gave my cock a good squeeze, then smiled wickedly at me and pulled my mouth to hers. The kiss was long and passionate. When we broke it off my gaze went passed her head to our right.

A man had moved into our row, just three seats over from Mary Ann.

He smiled widely at us or rather I'm sure Mary Ann.

This was a little too close I was thinking. But before I could say anything, Mary Ann had looked over at him and I noticed the two of them making eye contact and he even winked. Mary Ann made no indication of being uncomfortable, in fact, she kept on stroking me as she reached up and tweaked her nipple.

I realized my newly uninhibited wife now had another special audience of one giving her his undivided attention. He sat there stroking his cock as he watched me finger my wife and she jacked me off. His mouth was slightly open as if he was in a trance, his eyes one moment going up and down, then back and forth as he alternated watching our hands manually stimulating one another. Then the light from the screen illuminated him more and I know Mary Ann caught full sight of his fully hard cock just like I did, and damn...this guy had the longest, thickest cock I'd ever seen, more than rivaling the studs in the movie.

Mary Ann had noticed. "Look at that thing. It's huge!"

"Shhh!" I tried to quiet her but actually grinned, fascinated at her interest.

"I'm serious. I've never seen one that big in person or, uh, well anywhere..." Mary Ann's whispered words caught in her throat as the well-hung guy looked right at her and smiled even wider as he stroked away. "It's been forever since I've seen a man's penis besides yours up so close and well, of all the ones I've seen tonight, his has to be the, uh, well, the best." Mary Ann said.

"Well, I'm glad you like it."

"You're not jealous?" Mary Ann asked as she settled back into the theater seat and it creaked.

"No dear, I'm not jealous at all, just enjoy the view you little vixen."

She instantly blushed, "You can't call me that. I'm a happily married woman!"

"Yeah, but I'm sure you wouldn't mind a taste of what he has between his legs if given the chance!"

She giggled and partially hid her face in her other hand. "Well, maybe I would. If I'm going to break out of my domestic housewife mold I may as well find someone with a mighty huge manhood so I get the maximum pleasure from the experience!"

My own cock gave a good twitch and swelled seeing my horny wife in her own bliss-filled ecstasy being watched by another man, one so up close and very personal.

"I can't believe this is happening." She called out a little louder this time.

"But it is happening." I replied.

"Well, as much as I may want a really big cock like that just once, if and only if in my fantasy, I think I may want his fingers even more. Look how large and muscular his hands are. I can certainly fantasize about what those thick fingers could do to me."

I saw her green eyes stare at the man beside her, her eyes now bobbing up and down to the huge hand stroking that baseball bat-sized cock. I looked more closely at his cock myself. It was as if I could see completely what she was seeing and knew what she was fantasizing about.

"On a scale of one to ten how would you rate his cock?" I asked.

She paused her hand on my manhood and dramatically put a finger of her other hand to her cheek in a thoughtful pose, then, "A twelve definitely!"

"Well, it sure looks like it's a good nine plus inches in length. And damn maybe just as thick, much more than you can get your fingers around."

"Who cares? I'm not going to touch it anyway."

"And he's not going to do anything but just look at you." But I could see she was doing something, she was literally beginning to drool. "Now dear, why don't you put on another nice show for this man?"

"Geez, this is so sexy." She whispered her pleasure as her hand came down over mine on her soaked pussy. "I can't believe how amazing it is to be half naked sitting here, or how wild it is to know people are watching us...uh, me." She let out a huge gasp. "By the way, have I ever told you that you have very talented fingers? And you know," she gasped for breath, "if you keep doing that I'm going to...uh...oh...cum...again."

"Isn't that okay?" I asked without halting the slow rocking movements of my hand.

"Oh yes...uh yes, oh dear yes..." Mary Ann breathed heavily.

I knew she was on the brink of another orgasm but I didn't want her to cum until she was really ready for the big one and our horny friend had his chance to cum. So I backed off and removed my hand from her sex. I sat back and commented. "You are so beautiful and so is she," I nodded down between her legs. I also brought my wet fingers to my lips and licked them. "And she tastes as good as she looks."

I winked at her.

"Damn you!" She nearly yelled in my ear. "Get those fingers back here!"

Mary Ann grabbed my hand and shoved it down between her thighs. I quickly obliged her and shoved three fingers easily back inside her. She groaned and I felt a strong vibration all the way deep inside her, where my fingers probed her sex.

The fire in her eyes amazed me as she looked up at me, "If you stop again, I'll kill you!"

"Never, my dear, never."

This was the sweetest torture I thought hazily, concentrating on the slow motions her fist was still making on my thick shaft. I also watched in pure fascination the look of concentration on our new friend's face. I looked at him as the thought of all three of us cumming together flashed through my mind.

What a sight that would be!

I lifted myself a little higher on Mary Ann's next stroke and also slid my fingers deeper inside her. I had just gotten most of my fourth finger in her pussy when I heard a groan beside us. I immediately looked over to our right in time to see the gentleman with the super-sized cock throw his head back and his mouth drop wide open.

"Unnnnnghh..." I heard his tremendous grunt just before I saw the first of his cum shoot up over the seat in front of him. The second splashed violently against the metal back of the seat splattering everywhere. I watched in utter amazemen