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VIDEO DESIRES
By
Robert Steele
It had been a long drive and Travis sighed with relief as he
pulled into the driveway. Thankful that the summer season was upon
him and his studies at college would wait for a couple of months, he
smiled as he once again pondered how he was going to waste his summer
by pursuing pleasure.
As he turned off the car's ignition, he looked up as the front
door opened and his mother stepped out into the evening sun. Stepping
out of the car and closing the door, Travis walked slowly to where his
mother stood waiting for him at the edge of the porch. Reaching the
foot of the steps, he hesitated as he beheld the changes in his
mother.
Seeing her son's hesitation, Diane smiled as she struck a
seductive pose.
"You like the new me?" She asked with a slight giggle in her
voice.
"Wow! What did you do, find the fountain of youth?"
Diane Singer smiled as she remembered how she looked when she had
last seen her son, Travis almost eighteen months ago. After her
divorce almost four years ago, Diane had allowed herself to go to hell
by gaining weight and drinking heavily. When Travis had gone upstate
to college, she had awakened one day with the realization she was
allowing her past to ruin her. With an effort of will, she had quit
drinking, started going to the gym, reducing her dress size to a ten,
and had colored her once greyish blonde hair to the soft auburn it was
now. She had also begun to take special care in how she looked and
dressed.
"It's amazing what a fresh shave and a shower will do, huh
Travis?" She laughed.
"I guess," Travis acknowledged as he looked over her lithe form
with appreciation. "One would never guess you are thirty-nine years
old, Mom. Hell, you look like you need ID just to buy beer!"
"Not so, young man, but thank you for saying so," Diane said as
she stepped down to hug her son.
"Lets get you stuff inside. I have dinner almost ready." Diane
said as she released him and gave him a small kiss on the cheek.
They chit chatted as they walked to the rear of his old Chevy and
began to remove the suitcases and boxes contained in the trunk. Once
everything had been moved to the house, travis began to unpack a
couple of the boxes.
"I have something here you might like," Travis said with a smile
as he removed a rectangular device from the bottom of one box.
"I know you always wanted one, so I picked this VCR up from one
of the guys at school. He graduated this year and felt he wouldn't be
needing it any more."
"Cool! I guess now we will have to go rent some movies, huh?"
Diane said.
"I already have some. Here is "Gone With the Wind" and "Jaws",
and there are some more in here that I don't know what they are."
Travis walked over to the TV and began to hook the device up.
"You go ahead and finish dinner while I put some of this stuff away."
Diane noticed one particular box that was taped together.
"What's in there?" She asked pointing to it.
Travis blushed slightly and then said in an off hand manner, "Oh,
just some personal stuff, you know, letters, pictures, etc."
Diane smiled as she noticed his discomfiture. "Oh, girlfriend
stuff, huh?"
"Yeah, well sorta." Travis mumbled.
The rest of the evening passed as they got reacquainted and
caught up on old times. During the process, Travis learned his mother
wasn't dating anyone and didn't particularly care to start. He also
divulged that though he had some girlfriends at school, he really
didn't do much dating either as he didn't have the time nor the money.
Diane was sad about that as it took all she could afford to help pay
his tuition while he worked to pay the rest of expenses at college.
The next couple of weeks passed quickly as Travis relaxed for a
while and then found a part- time job at a gas station. Then a series
of events transpired that was to change them both forever.
________________________________________________________________
One Saturday afternoon while cleaning the house, Diane she would
do Travis a favor and thoroughly clean his room. Up till now she had
pretty much stayed out of it, deferring to his sense of privacy. As
she vacuumed the floor under the bed, she felt a thump as the floor
attachment struck something solid. Bending down, she looked under the
bed to see what it might be that she hit.
She saw a small box, the one that had been taped together when he
had first come home. Now, however, the tape was removed. At once
curious, she pulled the box out from under the bed.
"I wonder what it is that he feels he has to hide under here."
She thought.
Slowly she opened the box. Inside were a couple of porno mags
laying on top of another small box. Smiling, she picked up one of the
magazines and opened it up.
The magazines were hard core rags devoted mostly to pictures of
women masturbating with fingers, toys and sometimes different
vegetable products.
"Whoa!" She exclaimed. "I wouldn't have expected this."
The next magazine was a little more ragged around the edges than
the first. It had obviously seen a lot of use. This one was similar
to the first but the women in the pictures were older and more mature.
One page was loose and fell to the floor. Diane picked it up and
looked at it. It was a picture of a man and a woman, seated next to
each other on a couch. They were both nude and busy masturbating
themselves while closely watching each other's activities. The woman
appeared to be in her thirties while the man was young, barely out of
his teens.
Diane felt the page in her hand. There were a couple of wrinkled
places in hit that appeared to have gotten wet at one time.
"This must be his favorite jerk-off picture." She mused aloud.
Staring at the picture, Diane was startled by the sudden vision
she had in her mind. For a moment she was picturing her son, standing
over the picture with his cock in his hand, shooting his jism on the
page. Shaking her head as if that would clear the vision from her
mind, she carefully placed the picture back into the magazine.
As she placed it on the floor, she noticed the smaller box within
the larger one. Carefully she opened it. Inside were two video tapes.
One was in a commercial box, the cover of which depicted several women
masturbating with fingers and dildos. The other was unmarked. As she
extracted it from the box, a small piece of folded paper fell out into
her hand. As she unfolded it, she began to read. "Thank you for
responding to our ad. As we stated in our ad, my wife loves to show
off and masturbate while being watched by men and women. It really
gets her hot to know she is turning people on so much that they have
to masturbate also. Her favorite thing is to go to porno movies and
jill-off while people around her watch and do the same thing. She
also likes for guys to come on her tits. This always drives her over
the edge. We hope you enjoy the video as much as we did making it.
Warm regards, Laura and Bill."
"Well, I'll be damned!" Diane said aloud as she read the note
again.
Holding the tape in her hand, she stared at the doorway to the
room. Then she remembered the blush on Travis' face as he responded
to her inquiry about the box. Now she understood even better than she
did when she saw the magazines.
"Well, I guess I know what gets him off," She thought to herself.
As she started to put everything back in the box, she hesitated.
"I wonder what is on that tape?"
Looking at her watch, she realized that it would be a couple of
hours before Travis got home. "Hmmm, plenty of time."
Standing up, Diane strode purposely out of the room, tape in
hand. A few moments later she had it in the VCR. As she settled back
on the couch, she hit the play button.
The video opened up with a petite blonde of about thirty-five
opening a front door to allow three men and a dark-haired woman into
the house. Two of the men were middle aged. The third was much
younger, though his face didn't come into view. The woman appeared to
be in her early forties and the wife of one of the men. As they
seated themselves on the couch, the blonde served beverages.
Soon, the blonde took a seat in a chair across from the visitors.
As she did so her short summer dress rode up her thighs. She then
began to talk about how hot the day was and how the heat affected her
libido. Soon, she began to caress her breasts as she freed them from
the loose fitting dress. She appeared to be engrossed in her
activities as she allowed on hand to pull up her skirt and explore her
panty clad pussy. She then looked up and asked the guests if they
would like to get more comfortable.
Diane watched in amazement as the blonde began to masturbate
herself. The camera panned across the room to reveal that the two
middle aged men who were sitting on either side of the other woman had
their pants down and were stroking their cocks while the woman had her
skirt up, hands busy between her legs. The younger man was sitting to
the side in one of the other chairs. His cock was out and he was
stroking it lovingly.
Diane squirmed on the couch. Without realizing it, her hand had
descended to her own pussy and was pushing on her mound.
Soon, everyone in the room was nude. The dark-haired woman had
extracted a small curved dildo from her purse and was fucking herself
with it as she gazed at the blonde who was very into her own
masturbation. Most of the video seemed to focus on her, but once in a
while it would pan across the room to show what the others were doing.
By now, Diane was fully aroused. She hadn't had sex or
masturbated in years and was rediscovering the delicious sensations
her own sex was capable of. Slowly she removed her shorts and
panties. She spread her legs as she slid her ass to the edge of the
couch and inserted her middle finger into her moist pussy. Her left
hand started to pinch her nipples as she watched the video while her
right hand played in the froth of her arousal.
"Damn, this is really something else!" Diane exclaimed as the
beginnings of a small orgasm enveloped her. Plunging her middle
finger deep inside herself, she hooked it forward a little to rub that
special spot she had almost forgotten about. Then it hit. With a
cry, she brought both hands to bear on her now soaking sex. Her
stomach muscles rippled as she experienced her first orgasm in many
years.
As her spasms waned, she once again turned her attention to the
video. By now, the two older men had stood up and were standing over
the masturbating blonde. The audio was filled with groans, moans and
grunts as the men jerked their cocks while the blonde rubbed her
pussy. As they started to ejaculate, Diane once again began her own
pussy play.
Suddenly, she reached over and his the pause button. "I need
something inside me besides my fingers," She mumbled aloud as she
shakily stood up. Walking to the kitchen, she pulled her halter over
her head and allowed it to fall to the floor. Standing in the doorway
she paused to reflect. "What can I use for a fake cock?"
Then thinking of the pictures upstairs in Travis' room, she
remembered the vegetables.
"Yes, that'll work." She said as she walked over to the sink and
picked up the cucumber she had cleaned for tonight's salad.
Brandishing it in her right hand she hurried back into the living
room. Once again settled down on the couch, she rewound the tape back
to where the men got up off the couch and walked over to the blonde in
the chair.
After throughly lubing up the cucumber with a combination of her
saliva and the sauce from her over-heated pussy, she slowly eased it
into her depths. Once the cucumber was throughly ensconced in her
pulsing cunt, she hit the play button. As the men stroked their
cocks, she slid the vegetable in and out of herself in time with their
strokes. As the men came again, Diane felt the rumblings of another
approaching orgasm. Then the video panned over to the couch where the
young man was now sitting next to the other woman. He was a slumped
down on the couch as she was. Both of them were furiously
masturbating themselves. Their eyes were riveted to each other's
crotch. Diane thrusted faster.
It took a moment for it to sink in, so involved was she in the
display before her. But just as she started to cum again she
recognized the young man on the screen, for it was the first time that
his face had been exposed to the camera.
The young man was Travis! There he was, wanking an impressive
piece of meat while he watched this woman fuck herself with her dildo.
Diane froze, the cucumber forgotten as she watched her son. Travis'
face was filled with lust. His mouth hung loose as gaped at the
woman's hand which was moving at a blurring speed. The woman brought
her other hand down and started rubbing her clit as the dildo slopped
in and out of her gaping hole. Travis brought his other hand down and
cupped his balls. Then he spoke.
"Yes Mom, fuck yourself! Make yourself cum for me!"
Diane gasped. Quickly she paused the tape and rewound it a few
feet so she could hear it again.
"Yes Mom, fuck yourself! Make yourself cum for me!" Travis once
again said in a guttural voice.
Diane once again paused the tape. Then she just laid there and
stared off in space for a minute. She recalled the pictures in
Travis' room and especially the one where the young man and older
woman were masturbating together on the sofa. That combined with what
she just heard on the video answered the question that had arisen
earlier in her mind.
"He's fantasizing about me!" Diane gasped. "My son has erotic
fantasies about me. What a concept."
As she lay there thinking her hand idly returned to it's
manipulation of the cucumber. Somehow, the idea that her son
fantasized about her turned her on. Without warning the VCR took
itself off pause (as it was designed to do) and the video continued.
Diane's eyes were once again drawn to the lascivious display on the TV
screen.
"Oh yeah, my cock is gonna explode, Mom," Travis said. "Lemme
know when you are going to cum."
"Oh Baby, I love for you to watch me fuck myself. Shoot your hot
cum all over me. I wanna see it splash on my tits!" The woman on the
screen said throatily.
Unknown to Diane, Travis had gotten of work early as they were
shutting down the gas pumps for repair. As he pulled his car into the
driveway he noticed his Mom's car still parked there. He knew she had
planned to go shopping this afternoon, so he figured she had already
gone or was taking a nap. He decided that if she were in fact taking
a nap he would let himself in quietly. As the front door closed
softly behind him, he walked slowly toward the living room. As he
approached the doorway he heard voices.
".......Shoot your hot cum all over me. I wanna see it splash on
my tits!" A woman's voice said.
""Yessss! Oh yes! You are a nasty boy! You like to watch you
mother play with herself, don't you Travis?" Diane's voice rang in
the room.
Travis peeked around the corner of the doorway, afraid of what he
might see. Realizing that his mother had found his stash of
pornography, he hesitated. Knowing that hiding would be fruitless, he
took a deep breath and stepped into the room. What he saw made his
heart skip a beat and froze him in his tracks.
There was his mother, splayed lewdly on the couch, fucking
herself with a cucumber while she gazed intently at the TV screen.
"I'm gonna cum!" Travis said on the screen.
"Oh Baby, do it! Jerk that cock off. I'm cumming too!" The
woman on the screen said.
"Yeah, show me how you do it, Travis. Show your mother how you
jack off while you think about her naked body." Diane said as her
hips started bouncing on the couch.
Travis felt as if his cock was going to split the front of his
pants open. He couldn't believe what he was seeing and hearing. His
fantasy come true, In Spades! Frantically, he snatched his zipper
down and extracted his aching cock from the confines of his trousers.
He watched avidly as his mother began to cum. "Oh yes, oh so very
good! Cummming!" Diane cried out.
Just then Travis bumped into the end table. The noise prompted
his mother to open her eyes. "Oh My God!" She screamed as she
beheld her son's presence there in the living room. But her orgasm
was not to be halted. She continued to thrust the cucumber into her
hungry snatch, even though she was mortified with shame and
embarrassment.
Gradually though, she came down from her high. It was only then
that she became aware of the fact that Travis was frantically jerking
his cock as it began to spew it's milky load over the living room
floor.
After removing the cucumber from it's warm nest, she sat up and
silently waited for Travis to say something. For his part, Travis was
speechless. Red with the same embarrassment his mother must have
felt, he slowly walked over to the couch and sat on the far end away
from his her. Hanging his head, he just looked at the white splotches
on the hardwood floor.
Finally, he broke the silence. "I'm sorry Mom. I didn't
mean....."
Seeing her son so deflated almost broke her heart. With a sigh,
she moved over and sat next to him.
"It is I who should apologize, Travis. I had no business going
through your personal things."
Then she stopped for a second as she realized the words she been
had saying just before she came. Now truly mortified, she wondered if
he had heard them for she realized she would seem even more perverse
because of her reaction to the video and the fact that her son was in
it.
Reaching out, she cupped her son's chin in her hand and brought
his face up to look in his eyes. The smouldering lust she saw there
and the way he glanced down at her breasts and then at the cucumber
told her he had heard it all. She noticed his hand as it descended
once again to his lap. Then she realized he had another erection and
was slowly starting to stroke it. She returned her gaze to his eyes.
"That really got you off, didn't it Travis?"
"It was definitely hot," He said with a slow smile.
"What did you like the most?" Diane asked coyly.
"Watching you fuck yourself to orgasm while watching the video."
He said. "I especially liked the things you said."
"Well, it was a real turn-on to find out you had erotic thoughts
about me. It was really hot watching you cum on that woman. I just
couldn't help myself. Travis, I haven't had an orgasm in years! I
haven't dated and I haven't even masturbated since your father and I
split up." Looking down at his slowly moving hand, she continued, "The
whole thing was a turn on anyway. To be honest with you, I was
jilling-off long before I realized it was you in the movie. Just
watching everyone watching everybody else play with themselves was
kinda neat. I had never even heard of such a thing! Imagine, people
wanking off while other people watched. That was sick at first but
real exciting after I watched for a few minutes."
"Oh yeah, Mom. I love to jerk-off. That is one of the reasons I
didn't date much at school. I would go to the porno movies and watch
people jerk themselves and each other off. It was real cool and cheap
too!"
"You mean real people actually go to these movie houses and play
with themselves in public?"
"Oh yeah, all the time. Well, mostly on Saturday night.
Sometimes there would be ten or more couples in there. They would
throw you out of the movie if you were fucking, but for some reason
they didn't care if you masturbated."
Diane felt her pussy jerk. The most disgusting thing she used to
imagine, the raincoat crowd as she used to call them, now became
incredibly exciting. Also, the idea that women also liked to go to
these movies intrigued her. The thought made her pussy ooze. Without
thinking, she reached down and gave her clit a little flick.
"Mom, are you upset with me?" Travis asked as he watched his
mother's hand descend to her crotch.
"No, I think not. As a matter of fact, though I think it is a
little unusual and somewhat perverse, I am actually excited by what
you have done and what you find arousing." She looked down at his
slowly moving hand. Then she looked down at her own.
"You wanna get off together?" She asked in a husky voice. "I
want to watch you as much as you want to watch me."
"Oh yeah! I wanna watch to fuck yourself again."
Diane leaned back and spread her legs apart. "Take off your
clothes, Travis. I want to see all of you."
As soon as he was nude, Travis sat down next to her on the couch.
By now, Diane had three fingers squishing away in her pussy. She slid
her left leg over so that it was touching his.
"Jack-off! Fuck it! Jerk that big cock while I frig myself
silly!" Diane gasped.
"Oh, yeah. Get into it, Mom. Listen to the wet sloshing of you
hot pussy. It makes me real hard to watch you spank that monkey."
Travis hissed.
"You have a foul mouth, Travis, and I like it. I like this. I
like being a horny slut and I like watching my horny son Jack his
meat." Diane groaned as she looked into her son's eyes.
"Travis, I'm cumming! I cumming for you! Cum with me, please!"
"Yes...... oh yeah......CUM!" Travis grunted as his cock once
again spewed forth.
Diane screamed as she hit her peak. The hot cum from her son,
struck her leg. That is all it took to drive her over the edge. With
both hands frantically working at her sex, Diane doubled over as the
intensity of her orgasm wracked her body. "Oh Shit, oh God, oh FUCK
MEE!" She screeched.
She began to cry. The sobs shook her body as incredible
sensations ran up and down her frame. Her hands still between her
legs, Diane fell over and allowed her head to rest on Travis'
shoulder. Slowly she calmed down and gently, Travis reached over and
wiped the tears from her eyes.
"Are you OK, Mom?" He asked softly.
"Oh yes, I'm fine. I just have never experienced anything so
intense in my life! That was the cum of all cums! Shit, I'm still
cumming!"
They sat there in each other's arms for quite a while. Finally,
Diane sat up and looked into her son's eyes.
"I know you didn't plan this but you have awakened something in
me I thought long dead. As a matter of fact, you stirred something in
me that I didn't know I had. Travis, don't think badly of me but I
want more! I want to experience things. I want to see things!"
"No Mom, I don't think badly of you. Matter of fact, you have
now made my greatest fantasy some true! I have always wanted a female
jack-off partner and I have ALWAYS wanted it to be you."
"Well, I certainly didn't think I would ever want to, let alone
ever DO such a thing, but I think I am going to like it a lot! But I
also want to watch other people masturbate too, men and women. How
can we do that?"
"Well, there are porno movies and peep shows......"
"Oooo, yes! I think I would like that." Diane said as she
licked her lips.
______________________________________________________________________________
CHAPTER TWO
______________________________________________________________________________
Six hours into his normal three to eleven p.m. shift, David
pushed his chair back away from the desk and threw his hands up in
disgust.
"God Damn piece-of-shit fucking network!" He snorted. "Three
fucking times in as many hours this horse shit pile of junk has
crashed! How do they expect me to ever get this project done when I
can't even access the fucking data base!"
Fairly jumping to his feet, David stormed off toward the MIS
department. Slamming the door as he stormed into the brightly lit
office, he barked at the skinny little guy who was staring intently
into the computer screen before him.
"What the FUCK is wrong now?"
Cowering in the face of David's righteous indignation, the
computer geek murmured, "The hard drive controller took a shit."
"Well, fix it! I've got a fucking deadline to meet and you just
trashed my whole night's efforts."
"I will, but I can't get another controller until tomorrow."
"You mean to tell me that you don't have a backup server here?"
"Nope, the boss wouldn't spring for backup parts. Hell, it was
all I could do just to get him to mirror the hard drive and put a CD
writer on the system," The little guy said as he regained his
composure. "So don't blame it on me. It is all I can do to keep this
old system running with his tight fisted attitudes."
Saying nothing further, David turned and walked out of the little
office.
"Might as well go the fuck home, can't do anything more here
tonight." He mused as he picked up his briefcase and headed for the
door.
Driving home in the fog enshrouded darkness, he reflected on how
surprised his wife will be. For over a year now they had been working
opposite shifts. Debbie had tried to get her shift at the hospital
changed from the 11-7 it now was to the 3-11 shift so she and David
could spend more than just the weekends together. It was especially
difficult right now as they had just moved into a new house. The
shortness of available time had even prevented them from meeting their
new neighbors, an attractive woman who appeared to be in her late
thirties and her son. David licked his lips as he thought of the next
door neighbor.
"Damn fine looking woman," He mused aloud as he reached down and
rearranged his cock. "Wonder if she has a boyfriend?"
Pulling into the driveway, David noticed the lights were out in
the front of the house. Thinking his wife was still asleep he made
his way quietly into the house after removing his shoes at the door so
as not to wake her.
"Shit, I was hoping she would still be up early!" David cursed
under his breath.
Slowly he made his way up the stairs to their bedroom which
overlooked the back yard. As he stepped through the doorway he froze
in his tracks.
There, seated in front of the window was his wife. She was
sitting in an arm chair that she had pulled over to the window. Her
legs were draped over the arms and her hands were caressing her nude
body. The lamp next to the bed cast a warm glow into the room and
illuminated her in soft light.
As David started to blurt out the obvious question, the words
caught in his throat as he saw her right hand glide down to the furry
patch between her thighs. Her middle finger nestled itself in her
velvety slit and David watched breathlessly as she slid it up and down
over her swollen clit. As his gaze moved up to her face he could see
she was staring intently at something out of the window.
Softly, David moved around so he could see what she was peering
at. Looking over her head he took in the sight that had Debbie so
mesmerized. There, not fifty feet away was the open window of his
neighbor's family room. Seated inside the room on the love seat was
the woman David had been fantasizing about on his way home. Directly
across from her was her son, seated on a small chair. They were both
nude and both of them were working their hands frantically at their
genitals. Both of them seemed to alternate their attention between
the room they were in and the room in which he now stood.
Fortunately, David was in the darkened part of the room and his
presence had not been detected by any of the people involved in this
voyeuristic/exhibitionistic display. Slowly and quietly, he made his
way out of the bedroom. Once back downstairs, he went over to the
wall unit and retrieved his video camcorder. Then he made his way out
of the house and into the back yard.
Staying in the shadows, he maneuvered himself so that he had an
unobstructed view of his bedroom window. Raising the camcorder to his
eyes, he found his wife in the viewfinder. The lighting was poor but
adequate so he began to film this lascivious display. After a few
minutes of this he then panned across the yard so as to capture the
activities going on in his neighbor's house. By this time his cock
was screaming for attention, but he wanted some different footage
before he took the time to seek relief.
Since the two houses were on a cull-de-sac, they were oriented at
a slight angle to each other. It was David's intention to capture
both the bedrooms in one frame. It took some fancy climbing of a
small tree and hanging out precariously on a limb but he was able to
capture the shots he wanted. With both houses in frame, he then could
slowly zoom in and out so that there would not be any doubt as to
what, who, where and when was going on. Satisfied with the results,
he finally descended from the tree. Then he made his way back toward
his bedroom window.
After ten years of marriage, David had never seen his wife
masturbate and doubted if she ever did. Seeing her now so wantonly
splayed, her fingers thrusting rapidly in and out of her gaping pussy
while the digits of her other hand rubbed her clit furiously, sent
shooting messages of urgency to his loins. He didn't know if she was
getting off on being watched or watching and he didn't really care.
By now he had his cock out of his pants. After spitting several
times on his palm, he began to work it rapidly up and down the turgid
length of his engorged manhood. As he felt his orgasm approaching, he
watched his wife's face closely. He wanted to cum with her and slowed
his strokes. Soon he saw her close her eyes and rock her head back.
Her legs dropped from over the arms of the chair and straightened out
in front of her. With her knees locked and heels drumming on the
floor Debbie reached for and achieved her orgasm. Watching as her
thighs slammed together, locking her now still hands between them,
David exploded in one of the more intense orgasms he had ever known.
So engrossed had he been with his wife and his own antics, David had
all but forgotten about his neighbors. Their cries of ecstacy now
carried softly over the intervening space and David shifted his gaze
to the source of the sounds.
The young man had by this time moved to where he stood right in
front of his mother. David watched in fascination as the cum spurted
out of the boy's cock and landed on his mother's breasts. She reached
up with her right hand and scooped some of it up. Then she brought
her hand back down to her soaking wet pussy and rubbed the sticky
substance all around her clit as she thrust three fingers of her left
hand deeply into her warm abyss. She stared into her son's eyes as
her body quivered and jerked in spasmodic delight.
David came again as he watched the two hedonists finish their
masturbatory affair. Realizing that Debbie would be taking a shower
before leaving for work, David put himself back together and waited
until he saw the bathroom light come on. Then he once again made his
way to the front of the house and let himself in. After putting the
camcorder away, he walked upstairs to the bedroom.
"Oh, David! I didn't know you were home!" Debbie exclaimed as
she stepped out of the shower and saw her husband standing in the
doorway.
"Yeah, network crashed so there wasn't any point in staying. I
only wish I could have been here a little earlier. We might have had
some more time together."
Debbie blushed as she recalled the activity she had been engaged
in earlier. "Thank God he didn't come home any sooner," She thought
as she walked over to the dresser and began to get attired for work.
"Yeah, this is really getting old, Honey. Maybe if I just
transferred back into general nursing and resigned as shift
supervisor....."
"No, Debbie. You have worked too long and hard to get to where
you are now. We'll manage. It shouldn't be but a couple of more
months and my project will be completed. Next time I'll work one that
has a little more flexibility in it."
After Debbie left for work, David walked over to where the chair
now sat in it's normal position by the doorway. Looking down he saw
the wet little circle left there by his wife. As he stared at the
chair, his mind became filled once again with the vision of Debbie's
self-induced orgasm. He could feel his loins stir as a plan began to
formulate itself in his mind.
David woke up early the next morning just as Debbie was getting
home from work.
"My feet are killing me!" She exclaimed as she plopped down on
the couch. As she removed her shoes, David surveyed his bride of over
a decade. Beginning with the shoulder length red/brown hair, high
cheek bones and full curvaceous lips, small pert breasts nestled
comfortably in a 36-C bra, her lithesome form fit snugly yet
sensuously in a size 8 nursing uniform. Her dark tan was discernable
even through the white mesh of her stockings. As she lifted her leg
to rub the bottom of her foot, David gazed fondly up to the dark patch
between her legs, visible through the sheer white panties she always
wore to work.
Seeing his gaze, Debbie dropped her leg and closed her thighs.
"Not now, you old horn dog. Let me get some sleep and then we can
have a little matinee."
"Sorry, Hon, just can't help myself. You do look good enough to
eat."
"Go fix yourself some breakfast if you are hungry, but hold that
thought until later, ok?"
"Sure, Baby. You get some rest, you do look beat."
As David finished washing the dishes from his repast, he gazed
out the window. The woman next door was in the back yard puttering
around in the flower bed.
"No better time than the present," David mused as he wiped his
hands and headed for the back door.
David stopped at the low fence that separated the two yards. He
watched in silence as the woman bent over and pulled a blossom from
one of her roses. Standing up, she suddenly swung about and gave a
little start.
"Hi there! My name is David Bowman. We are your new neighbors."
David said as he smiled warmly.
"Hi. Pleased to meet you. My name is Diane Fisher." Diane said
as she walked over to the fence. "My son and I used to wonder if any
one was ever going to buy that house."
"Your son? What about your husband?" David asked.
"Don't have one, don't want one, don't need one," Was Diane's
curt reply.
"Sorry, didn't mean to pry," David said with a small look of
chagrin on his face.
"That's ok, just stating the facts,"
David looked her up and down while recalling the previous evening
as she bent over to pull a sticker out of her heel. As her gaze moved
back to his face, she caught a glimpse of the growing bulge in David's
tight fitting shorts. Blushing, she averted her eyes as she felt her
nipples swell in the tight confines of her bikini top.
As they carried on small talk, David began to get uncomfortable
with the position of his cock. He noticed how Diane would glance at
it occasionally so he was unwilling to reach down and rearrange it.
It was almost as if she was holding his attention in a deliberate
attempt to see if he would reach down and fix himself. Finally, he
could stand it no more and leaning forward he reached inside the waist
band of his shorts and moved his cock to a position of less strain.
Diane's eyes flew wide and she gave an involuntary "Oh," as
David removed his hands from inside his shorts.
"My apologies, Diane. These shorts are just too damn tight!"
David said as he flushed red with embarrassment.
"That's quite all-right, David. My son does that all the time so
it really doesn't bother me. But don't you think you would be more
comfortable in something a little less constricting?"
"Well, to be honest with you, I generally run around the house in
the buff. The last place we had was way out in the country so I would
even do my yard work in the nude. It is going to take some getting
used to living in a place where I have to be clothed all the time."
"I know what you mean. I too feel that clothing is more a
hindrance than a benefit."
"Look, since tomorrow is Saturday, why don't you and your son
come over for dinner tomorrow night? We don't have to work Saturday
or Sunday and my wife Debbie and I would love to have you over."
"I suppose we could, but isn't it more traditional for the new
neighbors to be the guests instead of the hosts?" Diane said with a
smile.
"I reckon, but I have this tremendous recipe for ribs and I
really like to cook, so?......."
"Ok, we'll be there. What time?"
"Say, about six? We can lounge about, maybe do a little hot tub
if you like," David said.
"Great, looking forward to it," Diane replied. "Well, I gotta go
take care of some errands. I look forward to meeting your wife too."
"I'm sure she feels the same way," David said as he chuckled to
himself.
Saturday morning saw David up early again. After his wife went
to sleep he hooked the camcorder up to the VCR in the living room and
copied the tape over to a VHS tape. Then he watched the tape to see
if it recorded correctly. Satisfied with the results, he rewound the
tape, put the camcorder away and began to prepare for the evening's
activities.
Debbie had been a little put off when David had told her of his
inviting the neighbors over for dinner. Understandably, Debbie was
nervous and very reticent to meet the people with whom she had shared
such an intimate act. However, she could not come up with a valid
reason for making him renege. Consequently, she was on edge all
afternoon as David smiled and hummed to himself.
Finally, the doorbell rang and David hurried inside. He stopped
off by the kitchen and grabbed his wife by the arm. "Come on, Honey.
They're here."
Meekly, she followed him to the living room.
"Hi there, neighbors!" David exulted as he opened the door.
"Come on in."
As Diane and her son Travis walked in the door, David turned and
introduced his wife.
"Diane, this is my wife, Debbie. Debbie, this is Diane Fisher."
"Hi Debbie. Pleased to meet you," Diane said as she reached out
and took Debbie's hand.
"David, Debbie, this is my son, Travis."
As the introductions were being performed, David couldn't help
but notice the flush on his wife's face and the nervous smile on
Travis'.
After fixing drinks for everyone, David ushered them all out back
to where the table was set. Over liquor and hors-de-oeuvres they
slowly relaxed. The booze had the desired effect and soon everyone
was conversing in a casual manner.
As the sun settled below the horizon, dinner was served. During
the course of the meal David began to steer the conversation toward
things sexual. He began with his aversion to clothing and how he
really missed being able to run around nude all the time. "My
husband, the nudist," Debbie remarked as they cleared the dishes from
the table.
"Oh, I agree with him whole-heartedly," Diane responded.
As they all headed into the living room to escape the mosquitoes,
Travis put in his two- cents worth.
"There is nothing more beautiful than the human body. It is a
shame to hide it behind fabric and stuff,"
"True, though there are some that I would prefer stayed hidden,"
Diane remarked with a laugh.
The four of them settled into the furniture. Diane and Travis
took the sofa while Debbie and David took the love seat which was
positioned ninety degrees to the sofa.
"Yeah, having no clothes on makes it a lot simpler to masturbate
too," David leered.
Diane and Travis flushed at that remark but Debbie's reaction was
more severe.
"David! You're drunk! What in the hell made you say such a
thing?"
"Well, it's true! Don't you agree Travis?"
"Well, yeah. I guess so. Never gave it much thought but it damn
sure keeps the cleaning bill down."
"You too? Travis, just because my husband chooses to be uncouth
doesn't mean you have to follow suit!"
"Oh come on, Debbie. We are all adults here. Everyone
masturbates and we all know it so what is the harm in discussing it?"
Diane snickered.
"Well, I never....." Debbie flustered.
"What do you mean, 'I never'?" Are you going to sit there and
say you never masturbate?" David asked his wife with a grin.
"Well, ........uh, sure I do, but I just don't discuss it!"
"Hmmmm, you know what, Honey? I would love to watch you do that
sometime," David leered.
"David! Don't be perverse!" Debbie snorted.
"Actually, it is kinda neat to watch someone masturbate," Diane
mused as she stared into her glass. Then she looked up and stared
into Debbie's pleading eyes. With a smile, she moved her head
slightly from side to side as if to say, "I won't divulge our little
secret if you don't."
Rising from his place on the love seat, David said, "I saw the
most interesting thing the other night. It was probably the most
erotic incidence I have ever experienced. Fortunately, I had my
camcorder handy and captured it on film. Would you all like to see
it?"
Debbie just stared at him with a perplexed look on her face.
"This is the first I have heard of it. When did you see this, David?"
David just smiled as he turned on the VCR and the TV. Glancing
over at Diane, he thought he saw a glimmer of suspicion.
As he returned to his seat, he hit the play button on the VCR.
He had edited the tape so that the panoramic views were first and the
closeups came much later.
The silence in the room was deafening then it was shattered by
Debbie's screech. "Oh my God!" She cried out as she started to rise.
David reached out hand drug her back down. "Yes, Honey. I saw
it all. I don't know how the three of you got into that situation but
I found it to be the biggest turn-on I have ever experienced. I had
to jack off out there in the back yard. I timed it so that you and I
came together, Debbie."
Tears streamed down her face as Debbie looked into her husbands
eyes. "I couldn't help it. One night I happened to come into the
bedroom a little earlier than usual and as I started to get ready for
work I happened to look out the window and saw the two of them seated
together on the couch. They were playing with themselves as they were
watching a porno movie. At first I was disgusted but I couldn't turn
away from the sight. It made me so Wet! I started to remove my
clothes and to masturbate myself. I was so intent on watching them
that I forgot that I had left the light on in the bedroom. That's
when Diane saw me."
"Yes, that's true, David. My son and I have been enjoying this
mutual self-masturbation activity for a few weeks now and we truly
love it! I have often discussed the possibility of Travis and I going
to adult clubs or porno shops so I could watch other people spank off.
As a matter of fact, we were just talking about it that night when I
happened to glance up and see Debbie here, standing in the window and
just rubbing away at her sweet little pussy. Man, you don't know how
hard I came right then."
David smiled as he looked into his wife's eyes. "It's nothing to
be ashamed of. Hell, I've whacked off several time just watching this
tape. As a matter of fact, this whole situation has got me horny as
hell and I think I am going to take matters into my own hand right
now. Since I've seen all of you jerking off, how would you like to
watch me?"
"David! What are you doing?" Debbie asked as her husband stood
up and removed his shorts.
"I'm going to jack my cock while you watch. You guys can do it
too if you want."
"Oooh yeah. Show me that cock that I have been fantasizing
about," Diane said as she stood up and began to disrobe.
Debbie sat in mute disbelief as she watched the three of them
strip of their clothing and sit back down, hands working at their
crotches.
David stood right in front of his wife and slowly stroked his
throbbing member as he gazed into her eyes. "For ten years I've
wanted to see how you masturbate. For ten years I have wanted to get
off this way with you but I always figured you were too uptight and I
was ashamed of my desires. Now you know the truth."
In spite of her own shame and embarrassment, Debbie felt herself
getting wet. Her legs began to saw together like a cricket. She
glanced over at the couch where Travis and his mother were sitting
side-by-side, legs touching and caressing themselves as they watched
David. Debbie's hand went to the hem of her skirt. Slowly she
pulled it up to the tops of her thighs. Gazing into her husbands
eyes, she allowed her right hand to slip inside the waist band of her
panties. Now she turned her attention to his cock.
"Oh yes! There is something incredibly erotic about watching a
man stroke his cock. Fuck your cock, David. Fuck your cock for me
while I finger my hot pussy!" Debbie said in a guttural tone as she
pulled her panties down to her knees.
Debbie brought her left hand up to her breasts and began to
squeeze them through the fine cotton fabric.
"Take your clothes off, Debbie. I want to see all of you as you
Jill-off." David gasped.
As Debbie stood, David looked over to the couch. Diane's
attention was riveted on David's hand as it stoked up and down the
length of his 7" cock.
Debbie walked over and sat down next to Diane. Now totally nude,
Debbie spread her legs and allowed one of them to lay on top of
Diane's. Travis stood up and walked next to David. The two men stood
in front of the women and slowly jacked their meat as the women
brought two hands each to bear on their swollen pussies.
"Look at that, David. Look at these two beautiful women fucking
themselves. Have you ever seen anything hotter than that?" Travis
asked as he spit on the head of his cock.
"Nope. I never knew watching a woman beat off would be so
exciting. This is like the turn-on of all turn-ons." "Yeah, you
oughta see it when the women go to porno movies and jack-off."
"Really, there are women that go to those movies houses and
masturbate?" Debbie asked.
"You bet! Some of them are exhibitionist and some of them just
get so damn horny they can't help themselves. Sometimes they try to
hide what they are doing but usually when they get close to cumming
they forget all about discretion and just let it all hang out."
"And of course all the men are jacking off too, right son?"
Diane asked as she shoved three fingers into herself.
"Yeah, and some of them actually jack each other off. A few gays
even blow each other but that is usually in a different area of the
theater."
"Oh, God! This is so hot, I can't stand it! I'm gonna cum,
Honey!" Debbie said as her legs shot out in front of her.
"Oh yeah, she really cums hard," Diane said. "I love to watch
her cum."
"Oh, unh, ungh, YESS!" Debbie exclaimed as her heels drummed on
the floor.
"Oh, me too!" David grunted as he shot his sperm on his wife's
tits.
"I'm almost there! Cum on me Travis! Help me get over the
edge!" Diane shouted as she rubbed her clit frantically.
"Cumming mother. Oh yes, gonna cum all over your beautiful tits.
Ahhh Yes!" Travis said as his cock erupted send jets of hot jism over
both Diane and Debbie.
Debbie opened her eyes as she heard Travis' exclamation. As the
young boy's hot sperm hit her left thigh, she once again went off.
This time her hips bucked wildly against her hand and she thrashed
about on the edge of the couch for almost two minutes. Finally, she
fell to the floor and collapsed in a little heap at her husband's
feet.
David fell back on the love seat as he surveyed the tableau
before him. Slowly he smiled as he drank in the smell of sex. "This
is just going to get a lot better," He mused as he languidly caressed
his now diminished manhood.
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CHAPTER THREE
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Needless to say, the four of them became very fast friends.
Instead of watching each other through windows and across the expanse
of the back yard, they now frequently could be found in each other's
houses doing the Monkey Spank. As new and exciting as this was, the
novelty soon wore off and by the end of the second week they were
beginning to show signs of boredom.
Once again it was Saturday afternoon. Seated in David and
Debbie's hot tub, the four of them began to discuss other aspects of
voyeurism. After relating how he first got involved in voyeurism and
how he came to be in the home movie that Diane had found, Travis once
again brought up the issue of porno movie theaters.
"It can really be exciting in there. I used to go every Saturday
night. The movies are always kinda droll, but the activities of the
audience can be most titillating," He said with a wink toward his
mother.
"Yes, I imagine that is true, but I am not sure I could bring
myself to enter a place such as that. Suppose we are seen and
recognized?" Diane remarked.
"As professionals, our careers could be devastated if word should
get out about our proclivities," Debbie added.
"Hmmm, well there is always driving down to Sacramento," David
said. "It is only about a forty-five minute drive from Auburn and I
doubt seriously if we will see anyone there we know."
"True, but where is there such a place in Sac?" Debbie asked.
"There is this Adult theater on Watts Avenue, just south of
McClellan Field," Travis responded. "I've been there a few times and
the show is usually pretty good. There is a couples only section that
is fairly well lit with some soft light mounted on the walls. Single
guys aren't allowed in there, but I have seen as many as 15 couples
there on a good night."
"Oh really?" Diane smirked. "And what could you see if you
weren't in the couples only section?"
"Oh, I would sit as close to it as I could. Sure, it wasn't as
good a view as if I was right in there with them, but it still was
good enough so that you could see what was going on." Travis smiled.
"And were they all playing with themselves, or what?" Debbie
asked.
"Well, like I said before, some of them were jacking off, some of
them would play with each other, some would be giving each other
head....Shit, all kinds of things were happening."
"What about the cops?" Wouldn't they bust a place like that?"
David inquired.
"I suppose they could, but the management kinda keeps things
under control by periodically taking a walk-thru of the isles. They
will kick you out of they see you performing oral sex or having
intercourse, but just about everything else goes. So the general rule
is, if you want to do some heavy duty stuff, you just wait until right
after the usher makes his pass. Then you know you have an hour before
he'll come back again."
"You got that pretty well pegged, don't you Travis?" David
laughed.
"Sure, all you gotta do is learn the rules and every one has a
good time." Travis smiled as he began to stroke his cock under the
water.
David watched his wife as her eyes dropped down to Travis' busy
hand. As she watched the young man manipulate himself she too allowed
her right hand to slowly stroke her slit.
"Methinks my darling little wife has the hots for that young
man," David whispered to Diane who was seated on his left.
"I think you're right, David. She's not the only one with a
roving eye, you know," Diane said as she turn and regarded him.
"I don't think I follow you, Diane," David said with a bemused
expression on his face.
"Never mind, we'll talk about it later," She responded.
"So, what do you think? Shall we take a little excursion into
the big city?" Travis asked.
"Sounds good to me, what do you think, girls?" David replied.
"Well, I'm game if Diane is," Debbie averred.
"Cool! Let's do it!" Travis exulted. "The best time to get
there is around 10:00 p.m. and it usually gets good around midnight."
A couple of hours later, as they were getting dressed, David
regarded his wife thoughtfully.
"Debbie, I've noticed you seem to pay a great deal of attention
to Travis. Do you have the hots for him?" Debbie's hand stopped in
mid air while she was applying her make-up. Looking in the mirror at
her husband's reflection, she paused as she considered how to respond.
Finally, she spun around on the stool and took a deep breath.
"Yes, I admit it. Forgive me but I want to fuck him, David! I
love you more than anything in the world but the thought of having
that young man make love to me and fill my womb with his seed has been
a masturbatory fantasy of mine for several weeks now. Watching him
jerk off is such a turn-on, especially when I am close enough for his
cum to splash on me. It is driving me absolutely crazy! Hell, I've
even taken to frequent trips to the ladies' room at work to relieve
the tension such thoughts provoke in me."
David just looked down at her, then he smiled. "Nothing to
forgive, sweetheart. I want Diane too, and I know you are aware of
it. I just never allowed my desires to manifest themselves in any
overt way for fear of upsetting you. I felt it was one thing to have
these circle jerks, but quite another to actually go to bed with
someone else."
Rising slowly, Debbie reached out and took David's hand. "Truth
is, David, jerking off together is just another form of having sex.
What difference is it if you cum in your hand or in the woman's pussy
you have been gawking at. Personally, I find it a bit of a waste."
"Yeah, you're right, I guess. Sure, I really love the
masturbation sessions. I love watching you and I love watching her.
Hell, I even get excited watching Travis! If I'm sick, so be it, but
I know what I like and I'm am not going to ever deny it again."
Debbie laughed. "Funny, after ten years of marriage we are only
now fully becoming uninhibited and honest with our sexuality and
desires. To be honest with you, I like watching Diane get off too!
Hell, I find I get turned on by just about anything sexual any more.
Guess I'm becoming a wanton slut, huh?"
"No more so than I," David laughed. "Let's finish up here, they
are probably waiting on us."
Although the drive down I-80 seemed interminable, it was only 40
minutes. The sexual tension in the car was so pervasive it was almost
a palatable thing. Though the four of them chit chatted and laughed,
they all seemed rather anxious to reach their destination. Finally,
they arrived in the parking lot. Debbie grasped David's hand firmly
as they approached the ticket window.
Once inside the theater, they stepped through a set of double
doors. On the immediate left was the couples-only section. Ten
chairs deep and 15 rows long, it was dimly lit by a small light
fixture located about 10 feet above the floor on the adjacent wall.
Covered by an opaque reflector, it only allowed indirect lighting to
penetrate the darkness. But it was lit well enough so that one could
see the entire section.
The rest of the theater was plunged into gloomy darkness, lit
only by the reflection of light from the screen. Scattered throughout
the remainder of the theater was about 20 men, sitting well apart from
each other. Most of them were hunkered down in their seats, attention
riveted on the screen. A few turned their heads as the foursome
entered the area.
As they walked a few rows down, they came upon a couple sitting
right next to the isle. The woman was in the isle seat, her mate
next to her on the inside. She had a short red latex skirt on which
was pulled up around her waist. Her blouse was fully open and her
pendulous breasts hung freely for all to see. As the four of them
paused, she reached her right hand over her to her mate's lap and
dipped her fingers into a four inch jar he was holding. Then she
placed her hand between her legs and continued rubbing herself. She
looked up and smiled at the two couples then she turned her attention
back to the movie on the screen.
Debbie couldn't help but stare at the brazen display before her.
Movement from the other side of the isle caught her eye and she turned
to regard it's source. Seated all along the edge of the isle were a
number of men, most of them staring avidly at the brunette and her
wanton display. One of the men kept moving his head as if to see
around where Debbie stood.
"Come on, Honey, let's find a seat. We are disrupting their
view," David whispered in her ear.
They moved down to the fifth row and seated themselves in the
center. The two women sat between the two men with Diane closest to
David. As they settled in, a low moan came from behind them. As one
they all looked back at watched as the woman on the isle seat pushed
herself to an orgasm.
"She's been coming here for over a year," Travis whispered. "She
really likes having the guys watch her jerk-off."
"So I see," Diane acknowledged.
They didn't notice at first but there was another couple seated
right in front of them. In this case, the man seated on the left had
his left hand on his partner's breast while she was busy pulling on
his cock. Diane leaned forward to get a better view. As she did, the
woman turned to her and smiled. "Hi," She said as she regarded the
foursome behind her.
"Hello," Diane said. "You cum here often?"
The woman giggled, "Three or four times a night, sometimes more.
You?"
"This is my first time here," Diane said nervously.
"That's cool. Relax and enjoy yourself. Perhaps we might get
together later, ok?"
"Maybe so," Diane said as she leaned back into the seat.
"Friendly people here," She muttered in David's ear.
"So I see," He smiled. "What's she doing?"
"Jacking him off while she plays with her pussy," Diane
responded.
David leaned forward to see for himself. In the dim light he
could see her short skirt was pulled up to the tops of her thighs, her
legs were spread about two feet apart at the knees. As he peered into
the darkness, the woman brought her right hand to her lips and stuck
her fingers in her mouth. She looked David right in the eye as she
sucked on them noisily. Then she brought them back between her legs
and inserted two fingers into her pussy.
"Hot Damn!" David snorted.
"You like to watch?" She whispered to David.
"Damn right! We all do!" He laughed.
"Can we come back and sit with you guys?"
As David looked over at Diane who nodded her head in
acquiescence, he noticed that Travis had already freed his cock and
was lovingly fondling his balls. Debbie's attention was riveted on
his actions while her skirt was bunched up between her legs and she
was pushing firmly on her crotch.
Smiling, David turned back to the woman seated in front. "Sure,
come on back."
The couple rose and made their way back. The woman seated
herself right next to David and her husband took the outside. Once
seated, he reached over and opened her blouse and once again began to
tweak her nipples with his left hand as he extracted his cock from his
trousers with his right.
Not to be undone, David undid his pants and pushed them down to
the edge of the seat. Then he grasped his cock as he watched the
woman pull her skirt up and reveal her darkly thatched bush. Even in
the half light David could see little pearls of moisture clinging to
her pubic hair.
Diane, who elected to wear a wrap-around dress, undid the tie at
the waist and opened it just enough to reveal the fact that she had
nothing on underneath.
"Oooo yes! You are decidedly our kind of people!" The woman
said as she slid down in the seat so that her ass was barely on the
edge. "What's your name?" She inquired as she slid two fingers into
her waiting pussy.
"My name is David, this is Diane, next to her is my wife Debbie
and on the end is Travis."
"I'm Sandra, and this is my husband Carl. We like to watch also.
We like watching people fuck, suck, masturbate, you name it. I love
it when people watch me, it gets my pussy real juicy."
"Well, you sure are a fine one to watch!" David exclaimed as he
now surveyed her form.
She was in her late 20's, about 5'8", 125#. Long brown hair that
reached almost to her waist. Her skin was peaches and cream and
fairly glowed in the semi darkness. Her nipples, distended now with
lust, were surrounded by small rose colored aureolas. Her thighs, now
spread widely apart to allow access to her thrusting hand, were soft
and velvety smooth as David reached out to lightly touch them. Her
brown eyes flashed in the dark and her petulant lips frowned slightly.
"Look, but don't touch, at least not yet," She whispered as she
shook her head.
Chastised but undisturbed, David moved his hand back to his own
lap. As he did so he felt a soft caress of fingernails trailing
gently on the back of his hand. Looking to his left he saw Diane
gazing up into his eyes as her right hand reached down and gently
cupped his scrotum.
"You can play with me if you like, David. I'm tired of doing
this by myself."
Thoughts of Sandra now forgotten, David reached over and cupped
Diane's breast. Rolling the dark brown nipple between his thumb and
forefinger, he bent down and nuzzled her neck. Slowly he trailed his
hand down her stomach. He pushed gently on her mons and smiled as her
legs slowly parted. Slowly he eased his middle finger between the
folds of her sex. Lightly he flicked her clit and was rewarded with a
slight jerk of her hips as a low moan escaped from her parted lips.
David gently slid his finger up and down the length of her inner
labia, gathering the moisture that was beginning to leak out of her
vagina. Once adequately lubricated, he slowly inserted his finger and
hooking it slightly, probed the hard little nub behind the pubic bone
that gives women so much pleasure.
"Ahhh, oh yess!" Diane groaned as she slumped even lower into
the seat. As David began a methodical thrusting motion with his
finger he felt his cock engulfed in Diane's small yet warm hand.
Momentarily, she removed her hand and brought it to her mouth. After
depositing a significant amount of moisture on it, she returned to
stroking his cock as he began to thrust two fingers inside her now
pulsing womanhood. As he picked up the pace, so did she.
"David, I want you. I want to feel you inside me. Fuck me
David!"
Diane's exhortation got the attention of Debbie and Travis who
locked their attention on the hotly engaged couple. Seeing this as
her opportunity, Debbie reached over and started manipulating Travis'
cock who responded in kind.
As Diane started thrusting her hips in response to David's
manipulations, David felt his seed begin to boil in his now raging
manhood.
"Shit Diane, I'm gonna cum!" He mumbled.
Sliding down in the seat, he closed his eyes as the first wave
started to hit. Then he suddenly opened them as he felt a pair of hot
lips descend upon his swollen erection. Looking down he beheld the
long dark tresses of Sandra as she began to suck ravenously on his
cock while trying to thrust her whole hand inside her soaked pussy.
Diane looked down at the sight of the young woman sucking David's
cock. It was too much for her and she exploded in orgasm as her head
rocked back and a chocked cry escaped her lips.
The blast of hot jism shot into the back of Sandra's mouth. She
swallowed it and continued to suck and lick the head of David's cock
as his hips thrust against her ravenous mouth. Spent, he leaned back
in the chair as Sandra lifted her lips from his cock and then reached
over and kissed him full in the mouth. Then she leaned back into her
own chair and whispered something to her husband, Carl. He reached
into his coat and extracted an 8" dildo which he handed to her without
uttering a sound. Sandra thrust the mighty toy into her waiting
opening and proceeded to fuck herself with wild abandon.
David and Diane looked on with lust glazed eyes as the young
woman brought herself to an earth shattering orgasm. About that time,
the theater door opened and a man started making his way down the isle
with a flashlight in his hand. Quickly, the people throughout the
theater rearranged themselves as the man made his slow tour of the
isles.
Beside herself with lust, Debbie could barely restrain herself as
the usher finally left the theater. The door hadn't even finished
closing when her head was diving for Travis' cock. She cupped his
ball in her right hand as she slowly took the length of him in her
mouth. Softly she began to make a humming sound as she made slow love
to the young man's burgeoning erection. Then, to her own surprise,
not to mention that of everyone else, she slowly stood and positioned
herself in front of him. Raising her skirt to her hips, she lowered
herself on his cock and wrapping her arms around the surprised man's
neck, she began to rock herself in his lap, pushing her very erect
clit against hit pubes while the pulsing of her pussy tried to milk
his cock.
In total abandon, Debbie fucked him. She didn't care who knew,
who saw or what the consequences might be, she just knew she had to
have him right there and right now.
"So Good! Oh so very damn GOOOOOD!" She moaned as she ground her
hips against him.
In mute astonishment, David watched as his wife fucked the young
man. In spite of himself and his recent orgasm, he felt his cock
growing. Glancing down he noticed that Diane once again had her own
hands busy at the juncture of her thighs. Without hesitation, David
got down on the floor and moved in front of Diane. Burying his face
in the moist softness of her widely splayed thighs, he probed her with
his tongue as he brought his upper lip to bear on her throbbing clit.
Diane rocked her head back over the seat as she brought her hands
down and held David's head against her bucking hips.
"The Hell with it! I'm gonna fuck her right here!" David
thought to himself as he rose up and positioned himself between her
legs. Slowly he dragged the head of his cock across the opening of
her sex. Then, he lunged in. Furiously he pounded her, his balls
making slapping sounds as they rebounded off her tight ass.
"Harder, harder! Give it to me David!" Diane hissed as her
fingernails dug into his ass.
"It's been so long......OH YES!" She exclaimed as he thrust
forward with enough force to drive her back into the seat. "David,
FUCK ME!" She shouted as she started to cum.
Just then the door to the theater opened again and the usher
scurried down to where all the commotion was.
"You people are going to have to leave!" He barked. "We can't
allow this kind of activity in here! You want everyone to go to
jail!"
By now the whole theater seemed to be crowded around the writhing
couples. Men and women alike were flagrantly masturbating themselves
and snickering at the wanton display.
Meekly, the four of them regained their composure and after
arranging their clothes, they slowly made their way out of the
theater. As they exited into the parking lot, they stopped as they
heard a shouted, "Wait!"
They turned around to see Sandra and Carl coming out of the
theater. The couple approached where the four huddled together.
"That was incredible!" Sandra exclaimed. "Would the four of you
like to come over to our house for a drink?"
Thinking about Diane's sweet pussy, David hesitated. "I dunno,
it seems the four of us have some unfinished business."
"You can do that at our place if you want. Matter of fact, Carl
and I would love to join you. You see, we're swingers. We just
exercise our voyeuristic tendencies here at the theater."
David look at his wife and then at Diane and Travis. They all
just shrugged their shoulders as if to say, "Whatever."
"Ok. We'll follow you."
Note:
Further installments may be forth cumming. It only takes
response from readers such as yourself. I would be particularly
interested in hearing from women who may find this type of erotica
exciting. I would also welcome constructive criticism as I am trying
to develop my writing skills.
BTW. The theater mentioned in the story actually exists (or at
least it did a couple of years ago). I have spent many a Saturday
night there, seated on the isle as I watched various couple perform.
Once in a while we would even get a very adventuresome couple that
would sit in the singles section. Believe me when I tell you, it was
hot an exciting. Only wish I still lived in the Sacramento area.
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