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The silence was deafening. And although we had repeatedly spoken at length in preparation for this evening, we knew that talking about it now – though it might be stimulating – might also jinx the occasion. Plus, the mental images that we were likely both having might have been just as stimulating. We had discussed it enough and we both knew it was time to put our plan into action. Therefore, we both sat silently watching the car lights and dark landscape pass as we drove.There were so many inappropriate thoughts going through my happily married mind regarding the coming evening that I was literally a little light-headed. What would I do? How would be I accepted? How many men would there be? How would I be treated and how would I respond? As a conservative, married woman my thoughts were technically so wrong, but they were so hot! The images in my mind were quickly making me moist, but I kept them safe in my head for now. I know he was probably struggling with the same thing. How would his wife be treated? How would he feel seeing his wife touched and used by strange men? How would he feel if I liked it? If he liked it? But, this was his idea so if it went badly, it was his fault, right? Well, maybe.We both knew our plan, we also knew the risk. Not only the risk of things NOT going the way we planned, but the risk of them going the way we planned, and us not being able to deal with the results. So we’d have to share the blame I suppose. Regardless, we had planned this for months and we were committed to going through with it and seeing how it went.After several more miles of silence, he reached over, touching my stocking-clad leg, slowly sliding his hand up just under my skirt until he reached the lacy top where my garter was attached. This sent an electric rush directly to my bare vagina, now slightly more than moist with the growing anticipation.“Are you nervous?” DJ asked quietly.“A little,” I responded, as he continued to slide his hand further up, now on my bare skin.I instinctively opened my legs, knowing… hoping… that he would continue. He did. He proceeded gently, and with just a finger, touched my perfectly smooth, now obviously wet pussy lips ever so lightly. I let out a subtle gasp as a wave of excitement shot through me. He stopped there. I wanted him to esat escort bayan continue and slide his finger in me…I even parted my legs a little further to encourage him, but no, he knew how to tease me. I hated that. And I loved it.“Mmmm this feels too wet to be nervous… feels more like excited,” he said with a grin, slowly removing his hand.“Maybe a little of both,” I replied, disappointed that he’d pulled away. But I took the opportunity to hike my skirt up a little more, exposing myself almost fully. I then slid down in the seat and spread my legs wider making him smile. He knew where this was going. Without hesitating I slid my middle finger into my wetness, lubricating it well, and then proceeded to rub my swelling clit. I leaned my head back and closed my eyes as I circled my nub with increasing pressure. I knew we were now only a few miles away from our destination and really wanted to edge myself close to my first orgasm before we arrived. I was already almost there, lost in thought and self-stimulation, so a quick, successful orgasm was almost guaranteed.I was startled back to reality with the jolt of the car being placed into Park and his words of “Here we are” breaking the euphoric silence. My foreplay was cut short and I quickly pulled my skirt down, composed myself and came back to life.”Are you ready?” he asked.”I am,” I replied quickly so as not to allow myself time to overthink or fairly assess what we were getting in to.He got out and opened my door and we walked hand in hand to the dimly lit entrance, my heels clicking on the pavement. There were a couple of men standing outside smoking. One of them politely commented on my appearance and opened the door for us. We approached the counter and presented the membership card that my husband had purchased earlier when scoping the place out to make sure it was safe.”Couples theater down the hall first door on the right,” the attendant said as he boldly ogled me from head to toe.We walked down the darkening hall and opened the theater door as he buzzed us in. The light from the video playing was blinding at first, but our eyes finally adjusted to see at least half a dozen single men in the room; we were the only couple. Several men were sitting on couches facing the screen Escort etimesgut and a few were standing along the back wall. As we looked closer, we couldn’t help but notice that all eyes were now on us, more so me, and that several of the men had already opened their pants and were slowly stroking themselves. I started to feel that nervous energy again rushing to all of my sensitive areas.We moved to the rear of the room and noticed eyes following us. There was a small room at the rear of the theater with a window facing the screen and a couple of folding chairs, not much else. We entered, hoping to seclude ourselves long enough to get prepared and figure out our next move. The room was small but we could control it a little better. The couches out front were much more comfortable but left us much more exposed. Both had their distinctive advantages and disadvantages, but we decided to stay secluded this trip. DJ sat down and motioned for me to sit next to him. We looked out the glass and watched the movie for only a couple seconds before his hand had slid up my thigh and found my clit. He circled it only briefly before inserting a finger into my dripping hole, and then two, and began to finger me hard. I spread my legs and adjusted to make access as easy as possible for him. I needed it so badly by now, and his aggressive touch felt good. I impulsively reached over and opened his pants and pulled his swollen cock out and began stroking. It felt wonderful in my hand; hot, throbbing, erect and dying to be used!I couldn’t help but notice that something had his attention. A couple of the men had moved into the doorway of the small room and were standing with their dicks in their hands, slowly stroking as they watched the action unfold.“Look at their dicks,” DJ said discreetly.His comment caught me off guard a little, but their dicks were impressive. I moaned and squeezed DJ’s cock, bringing his attention back to me. I realized that I was turned on by being watched. I liked the feeling. I made eye contact with one of the men and a jolt shot through me, straight to my cunt now desperate for more than a finger or two. Knowing that they were getting off on us had obviously loosened my inhibitions a little more.I liked being the etlik escort center of attention and now felt compelled to perform for them. With my other hand, I raised my shirt and unclipped the front release on my bra, releasing my large, natural breasts. They dropped slightly and fell into the perfect view of the two gentlemen. They both moaned a moan of approval and their stroking got noticeably more intense. I was now on the verge of orgasm and needed a dick in me. I pulled DJ’s fingers out of me and tugged on his cock at the same time.”Fuck me,” I said. “I need you to fuck me!” was all that I needed to say for him to get the message.I leaned back in my chair, fixing my shirt so that my tits and now erect nipples were on full, unobstructed display for our audience which had now grown as two more men were outside of the glass watching the intensifying show. I raised my legs and placed my heels on the window ledge in front of us. Spreading wide, I exposed the wet, pink, inner folds of my pussy and my now gaping, hungry hole for perfect viewing of the horny men looking on. That thrill shot through me again as they responded exactly as I had hoped. I was getting more bold, and horny, by the minute. I needed to be filled, stretched and properly penetrated right now, but the sight of four strangers pumping their dicks in front of me, likely hoping that they may get lucky enough to slide those dicks inside of me was almost driving me to climax alone!I couldn’t help but notice that DJ was again mildly distracted by the group of strangers exposing themselves so freely, but my orgasmic body was now taking control and any inhibitions were virtually gone. I was now operating on pure animal lust.DJ stood and moved between my legs with his back to the glass. He dropped his pants and moved closer, holding his shaft and aiming the beautiful pink head directly at my dripping opening. Without hesitation, he buried his dick in me clear to the balls, smacking my clit and driving me wild. He pulled completely out and did it once more. SLAM! Hard into me again with one long thrust.He then began a slow and steady proper fucking of my desperate pussy, abusing my sensitive clit perfectly with each pump. I came immediately and my lust grew more intense. I could feel my juices start to flow. I began to rub my breasts as I came again, throwing my head back. I opened my eyes briefly to see that the men had moved close, very close, and now all four were IN the small room with us.”Can we touch her?” I heard one of them ask DJ.”Absolutely!” I heard him reply without missing a stroke.
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