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It was a most
amazing theater. Circular, its perimeter was a ring of
spotlighted alcoves under columned arches, in the style
of a medieval church. Also well lit, but less brightly,
was the main floor. It was terraced like a small stadium
with a round playing field; everyone in it was easily
visible, and every surface was heavily padded.
Patrons were lounging, talking, relaxing. But this was
no ordinary club, for the only clothing worn was
decorative. No one hid their genitals, buttocks, or
breasts. They were in couples
or small groups. Some were stroking one another, or
masturbating. On the far side of the arena some young
couples were fucking slowly on the padded benches.
In each alcove was a woman or man or couple or group,
turned on and displaying themselves for all to see. Some
were quite frenzied in the passion before orgasm, and as
I looked around the alcoves, a few could be seen cumming.
I had a rock hard on. Never had I seen so many people
enjoying themselves so shamelessly. The performers would
orgasm, and soon rejoin the audience, to be replaced by
others.
In one alcove, a large closed-circuit TV magnified a
plain glass dish. Several men had cum in it, some of
whom now lay watching. A girl stood in the center of the
alcove, moving slowly, heavily. She was tall with large
features, was deeply tanned, and just verging on
too-large. A pack of batteries was strapped to her
waist, from which a wire led to her nude
completely shaved peach slit. She was breathing deeply,
covered with perspiration, her breasts heaving. In the
bright lights, a clear glistening trail could be seen
running down her thigh and leg. Now she turned the
vibrator higher, inhaled sharply and ground her hips
forward. Her movement shook the dish on the TV screen so
you could see the glittering semen. She leaned back
against an elevated platform to steady herself; I was
fascinated
by the voluptuous spread of her soft buttocks against
the platform, and the delicate jiggle of her large
nipples.
She spread her legs apart and we all saw the end of the
inserted vibrator. She touched a finger to the contents
of the glass dish, and slowly coated in turn her left
and right nipples
and their large, dark aureole, then her puffed labia
with a liberal coating, then her mouth and lips. From
the next alcove entered a couple. The boy had been
sucked for quite a while and was about to cum. The girl
held his penis over the glass dish, and with a few
expert strokes added large drops of his hot semen to the
mixture.
After he recovered, the couple rejoined the audience.
The voluptuous woman turned up the vibrator again; her
spread vagina was quivering at the edge of orgasm. She
lifted the newly replenished dish and poured some of its
contents on her protruding clitoris, then sipped the
remainder to hold in her mouth. The audience drew closer
to watch. Her orgasm began with several rapid
contractions and a loud groan. She slid lower as she
reflexively pulled her knees up, and closed her eyes
tightly, her long hair matted against her sweaty
shoulders and the cum on her face. The contractions
became slower but stronger; she sped up the vibrator for
a second, and an incredible squeeze hid the vibrator,
turned her anus into a dark puckered tuft, and gushed
honey down her buns and onto her thighs. Her nipples
were bumpy and rock rigid as her breasts heaved. A
creamy trickle on her chin betrayed the liquid she held
in her mouth.
Eventually the contractions abated, and she threw her
head back, resting on her elbows on the platform. The
girl whose lover had provided the last contribution to
the glass dish had been masturbating as she watched; now
she rose and went to the performer, who was still having
mild contractions. Bending forward exposed her finger
still rubbing her own clit as she leaned to kiss the
voluptuous woman deeply. She was trying to get the cum
into her own mouth, but succeeded mainly in covering
both their faces with it. As I turned my attention
elsewhere, the girl was returning to kiss her lover with
now very slippery lips, and the voluptuous woman had
turned the vibrator up again and was rising toward
another climax.
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In another alcove, a well-built blonde was being
gang-banged. She reclined on pillows, her arms shackled
to the stone wall behind her, knees pulled upward and
apart by padded
rings on ropes. Her position splayed her ample breasts,
and there was a dark wet area on the padding between her
buttocks, so wet it glistened. Like a boxer between
rounds, an older woman was wiping her face while another
mopped her shaved, swollen vagina. She squeezed hard,
ejecting the last liquid over her delicate anus, as the
old woman cleaned her and applied more lubricant.
Now into the spotlight walked a couple. His wet erection
and her wet reddened mouth spoke of their preparation.
The girl held his cock, and moved to sit next to the
blonde woman, snuggled against her hip. She led the
penis she had fellated so that the tip touched the
blonde's clit and rubbed it up and down. The blonde
began to respond, which turned the girl on. She held his
cock at its base and guided it into the blonde, fucking
her
with it as she studied the blonde's reactions. The guy
acquired his own motivation, and began to move
powerfully, while his girl pressed against the
imprisoned blonde to feel her movements, her hand still
holding the base of his penis. Soon the girl's face
showed she was feeling the throbs of his cumming, and
she reached now with both hands to cradle his pulsations
while the blonde wiggled against her. Now she urged him
to withdraw, knelt and
carefully and slowly licked the juices from his
declining penis. The blonde, not having cum, was very
hot; when the old women began to wipe her, she motioned
them quickly away.
A man with a very large hard-on was next in line. He
walked directly to her, put his hands on her knees, and
slid easily into her well lubricated opening in one long
stroke that filled her vagina and opened her eyes wide.
He pumped her so vigorously her breasts bobbed in
rhythm. He spoke her name as he tirelessly pumped his
massive organ, wet as he withdrew it on each long stroke
between her wet and oiled lips. She began to grind her
hips to increase the force even more; her body tensed,
her nipples stood out, she strained against her
restraints. She yelped as she came, and he stopped for a
moment to feel her
throbbing. Then he resumed pumping, she still climaxing.
Now, as his face showed he was near orgasm, he pulled
out and knelt beside her, pressing his about-to-explode
horse cock against her face with both hands. She became
even more excited, struggling vainly to reach it with
her hands. We watched his cock swell in a final spasm,
then pulsating shots of semen hit her face, her hair. He
twisted to deposit large dollops on her belly and her
quivering breasts. As his orgasm faded, he milked
several drops onto a nipple. Then he bent to kiss her,
and as he left the two attendants returned to prepare
the still-undulating body for another ride.
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Having moved close to observe the action, several of us
were crowded together. I felt other bodies; I was
realizing the fantasy I have when I purposely rub
against women in a crowded saloon. Soft breasts and
buttocks brushed my skin, and my erection touched some
of them. A woman whose butt my hard-on had pressed
against turned and gave it a squeeze, smiled at me, then
walked on. I moved beside a short young woman and looked
down at ample, well-stuffed bosoms and a healthy
sprinkling of freckles in her cleavage. Her nipples were
erect; quite small for the size of her breasts and very
red, like strawberries. I turned and pretended to
accidentally touch her, but as I did she took my
arm and held the back of my hand to her warm belly,
pressing a rounded breast into my arm. I pulled her away
from the crowd and found a space on the padding,
watching her buttocks undulate as I walked behind her.
When we were sitting, she pulled a pill bottle from her
bag. They were 'Ludes, she explained, and poured out two
of them for each of us. We watched each other's faces as
we swallowed them. We talked and touched hands for a
while, and then the drug began
to loosen us like a few stiff drinks. We sat facing and
reached to one another's genitals. She studied my penis
as she held it, looked up to see the expression on my
face. A couple next to us were masturbating each other
with lubricant; we asked to borrow some. The woman
produced a bottle and handed it to the freckled girl,
who began to rub some on me.
This woman was a tall, slender strawberry blonde; her
long hair was quite disheveled and she was covered with
sweat. Her man was a well-muscled middle aged fellow
sitting cross-legged with his stout, heavily-veined
penis standing proud and glistening with lubricant,
bobbing as it throbbed. She stared at the freckled girl
with large gray eyes. While her man continued to grip
her with his thumb on her clit and two fingers in her
pussy, she reached to help the freckled girl grease my
penis.
Her hands began to stray, stroking the freckled girl,
who closed her eyes and became absorbed in the stroking.
Now she pulled the freckled girl to lie beside her, then
took my arm and pulled me to lie beyond, facing her and
the freckled girl. The woman turned on her side, and her
man, who had lost the stimulation she was giving him
with her hands, mounted her from behind. I could see on
her face when his penis filled her. As she became more
amorous, she began to masturbate both of us. Panting a
bit, she bent close to the freckled girl's ear. In a
husky whisper, she told the girl that she would fill her
with my
cock, and that she wanted to feel us cum.
She lifted the girl's leg, revealing her finger on the
girl's clit and the girl's swollen vagina. Reaching
between the girl's legs, she pulled my cock near the
honey-covered pussy and
stroked us both, expertly. She said she wanted to watch
my face when I cum, and for me to watch her, and know
she was filled with a hard cock. She said she had cum
several times on this cock already, but her pussy was
squeezing it now, pulsating on it as she spoke, and she
was getting hot again. It was having people to feel, she
said, to touch as they squirm and spasm in orgasm, that
was tingling her. As I looked into her eyes, she moved
my throbbing penis into the girl.
I felt the hot wetness sliding over me as I leaned back
to fill her completely, the blonde woman's hand now on
the base of my penis behind my balls. I could tell the
girl had been
fucking; she felt soft and open, already wetted with
semen.
The blonde woman was getting quite high, and her face
had a look of desperate pleasure. She was looking
directly into my eyes, and her hand was pressing warmly
and firmly on the base of my cock as she moved me in and
out of the ample girl. She lifted her leg high so I
could see her man's cock moving in her, and told us she
was going to cum on the hard penis that was pumping her,
and hoped we would pleasure her with the feeling of our
cumming.
Her face began to tremble as she was tensing for an
orgasm. She urged my cock deep into the girl, and pushed
her thumb to the girl's anus. The girl put her arms
around me and pulled herself hard against me, and I felt
her vagina open and then throb sharply on me. It was all
I could take. My cum rose quickly and spurted into the
girl. The blonde looked at me as she felt my cock
spasming, then half-closed her eyes to savor my throbs
as she jerked with the first pulsation of her own
orgasm. And as my orgasm continued, I saw the blonde's
purple vagina throb on her man's large penis, and then
his pulsations, and creamy semen began to seep from her
as her eyes released me and slowly closed.
It seemed the two women pulsated in concert, hungry
suckling to extract the cream from the firm warm organs
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