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Asian Woman Brings GFE to Porn Theater Sex

Let’s be clear. Porn theater sex is dirty. That’s part of the appeal. If we wanted roses, chocolates, champagne and heart-shaped beds we would be somewhere else. The thrill, of course, is doing what you are not supposed to, with someone you’re not supposed to do it with, in a place where you aren’t supposed to do it. On top of that, a lot of porn theaters are dirty. Not all, of course, but many. So dirty sex in a dirty place usually does not lead to what hookers refer to as “the girlfriend experience”. There is no cuddling afterward. Nobody asks “was it good for you?” It’s all about the pure animal act. It is usually fast, often uncomfortable and always without emotion.

Almost always. If I ever saw a woman who made porn theater sex sensuous, tender and GFE-like, it was a memorable little Asian chick in Tampa.

Back in the early to mid-90s I took any excuse I could find that would get me anywhere near Tampa Florida. Tampa is still one of the best cities in the country for porn theater sex, and I have had countless experiences watching and participating as men have brought their wives there to enjoy watching them have sex with strangers in the warm darkness of an adult theater. The thing that I loved about Tampa in those years was the certainty of something happening. If you have played in porn theaters, then you know that some nights simply don’t yield results. I can count on one hand the nights that was true for me in Tampa over the years. If there wasn’t something happening at the AVC, or the Red Rooster (or whatever it happened to be called that month) or the Todd, you could be sure that something was going on at the Playhouse. The toughest choice was simply deciding where you wanted to start.

On that particular Friday, I had started at the Playhouse. When I walked in there were two women already drawing attention in the back row. One was a regular. She was a heavyset blonde that loved big black cocks, but she wasn’t overly discriminatory, especially once she was warmed up. She alone could send several dozen men home to their wives completely satisfied. The other was tall woman with firm, small tits that had a definite preference for younger men. Before the night was over, she found more fellows to her liking in the gay theater. 


A few minutes after my arrival, a third couple appeared. She was a petite Asian girl who flashed a nervous but killer smile when she walked in. Most of the spectators followed her and her tallish escort down the aisle, hoping to find prime seating. She wasn’t dressed in an overtly sexual fashion, choosing a simple, pullover top of some sort and a skirt that landed about at her knees. The sea of horny onlookers parted and they found a seat in the middle couch on the third row. The peanut gallery set up camp around them and waited, hopefully, for the show. It was not to be. By the time I left the Playhouse, they had been there for better than an hour, and had done absolutely nothing, other than watch the movie.

Blondie continued servicing men from both ends, but she wasn’t getting that much attention. The tall babe had gone to find the younger, leaner crowd that mostly preferred companionship of their own kind. Another couple had dropped in, and she gave him head for a couple of minutes, but the restless crowd of the Playhouse clearly made her nervous, so they took off.

At that point, I decided to go check out the Adult Video Center a few blocks away. (Now it’s called Fantasyland II). I always had pretty good success there and, as a general rule, the women who came in were a little better looking than the Playhouse crowd. It seemed to me that the AVC generally seemed to attract the curious soccer mom, while those who were eager for a no-holes-barred gang bang would gravitate to the Playhouse. Action – or even a show – wasn’t a sure thing with the AVC couples, but when things did happen, they were usually memorable.

In spite of the presence of two couples in the couples section, the place was fairly quiet. I was able to grab the center aisle seat of the last row of “general seating”. The two rows behind me were for couples only. One couple sat in each row. The lady in the back had her boobs out, letting her man fondle them as they watched the movie. The black woman in the row right behind me was stroking her man, but they, too, seemed mostly interested in what was on the screen.

About 5 minutes after I arrived, the Asian woman that I had seen earlier at the Playhouse and her man walked in. Rather than sitting on the couples side, they took their seats in the general population area, right across from me. She was on the aisle, he was one seat in. That’s fairly unusual seating in a porn theater. The man usually guards his lady by taking that aisle seat. He can then let others enter, if he chooses. They sat for only a minute before he stood up, unzipped and pulled out his cock. He stood directly in front of her, allowing her to lean forward and take his meat in her mouth. Her blowjob was skilled. She was deliberate with her motions and sensuous with her touch. She made eye contact with him often and smiled as she let her tongue dart out of her mouth to quickly circle his head, or flick the tip.

Suddenly, she leaned back and pulled her top off, revealing a toned torso, topped off with what appeared to be some very firm tits. It was hard to tell, since they were wrapped in a sexy, dark bra. It was lacey and low, revealing the tops of her boobs, but little more. She leaned back in and went to work on him again. The girl had talent, and just watching her caused my own cock to stiffen.

I wasn’t the only one. The other guys in the room started unwrapping their packages, and she noticed. At a point, her man sat down, they whispered between them and he leaned forward to say something to the guy immediately in front of him. He jumped out of his seat like he had been stung by a wasp and nearly climbed over the seats to plant himself in front of the lovely lady.

No, that's not her. Just a nice visual of the act.
See more of the same here.
She smiled at him as she took his dick in her hand and began to stroke it. Again, she took her time, caressing the full length of the stranger’s cock. The shared a few words between them and then she leaned in, kissing the tip of his prick, then teasing it with her tongue. At long last she opened her mouth and engulfed his full length. Then she pulled back, smiled up at him again, before returning to her work. Within a few minutes she found a rhythm that he seemed to enjoy and a few seconds later he was splashing his jizz on her breasts as she continued to stroke him.

I had the privilege of being second that night. She looked across the aisle at me, smiled and the next thing I knew I was standing in front of her. Her hand was warm and soft. Her touch was perfect.  She asked me to unbuckle my pants, which I was only too happy to do. As they dropped from around my ass she used her other hand on my balls, still just stroking. Finally, she leaned in, lifting my cock out of her way as she licked my sack. Soon it was soaked as she sucked one ball, then the other, all the while keeping that slow soft rhythm on my shaft.

I imagined that I heard her purr as she blew on my sack, the cooling sensation adding to my arousal. She let her hand drift around my hip, squeezing and massaging my ass cheek as she pulled my dick into her mouth. There was no hurry with this girl. Porn theater sex is usually rushed and urgent. This babe was just the opposite. Being the voyeur that I am, I generally am not that comfortable, standing in the middle of a room, getting head while a dozen strangers watch. That night, I was only vaguely aware that they were there.

As she sucked, her tongue fluttered somehow around my dick. After every three or four strokes, she would pull it out, and let her tongue do that same magic move on the bottom of the tip of my prick. I swear, it got a half inch longer every time she did. When she could sense me getting closer, she looked up at me with those gorgeous almond-shaped eyes. Her smile, her hand on my ass and that magic tongue worked together to create an unstoppable force. When I came, I launched hard, and she directed it all to her chest, letting it splash and run down the soft ravine between those breasts.

I thanked her for her attention, and she thanked me for God only knows what. Before I could step away, another horny perve was nearly pushing me aside to take my place. I stood in the aisle, pulling my pants up. Only then did I notice that the black chick was riding her man as they both watched the show.

I stayed a while longer, watching the Asian princess blow three more guys. She gave each one her undivided attention, as though she had absolutely nowhere else to be, and no one else that she would rather be blowing. And, at least on that particular night, none of us could think of anywhere else we would rather be either.

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