My first sexual experiences were less than stellar. As a fairly young man, my level of excitement was so high that I (sadly) often finished way too soon. Thankfully, an older woman taught me two important lessons way back then. First, that initial ejaculation really meant very little, as my erection returned almost immediately (remember those days?). Second, as long as I satisfied her, she really didn't care how I did it. As a result, I learned to eat pussy. And, I am told, I learned to do it well. Getting a woman off orally a time or two before I penetrated her made sure she was already happy, and it often had the effect of lowering my racing heart rate, allowing me to keep my "composure" under control.Skill at cunnilingus is really skill at paying attention. Every woman is different. So we begin by softly exploring and experimenting. A bit of this, a little of that. Long laps or tiny flicks? Inside the labia or along the side? Fingers or not? Nibble the clit now or wait a bit a longer? By paying attention to her response, we learn what she likes and what she craves. We find the way to arouse her, hold her there and finally bring the warm relief she is aching for. Oral skills most certainly pay off in porn theaters. Many times, rather than reaching in and grabbing with the mob, I ask the lady if she might enjoy a little oral attention. If the question is appropriately timed, the response is usually positive. Needless to say, she is usually willing, if not eager, to reciprocate in some way. Even if she isn't there are rewards.
She went to the ladies room and he approached me, beaming with the smug pride of a man who brings a woman to a porn theater. He told me that this was their second time and that she loved it. In fact, he said, she was made for porn theater sex. About then she walked out of the restroom and headed toward us. Let me be clear, I am not Brad Pitt, Tom Cruise, or anyone's heartthrob. I long ago realized that most people look like most people, and that few of us are stunning, gorgeous, handsome or worthy of a second look. I can generally find attractive qualities (even physical ones) in almost anyone. But even with all that, this girl was homely. He was eager for me to play with her, and she seemed game. My Mom taught me to be polite, so I was having a hard time figuring out how to decline.
As she tugged me toward the curtained entrance of the theater, pulling me into the darkness and down the aisle, I gathered enough of my senses to say to her, "I want to taste you." With that, she found a seat on the end of a row, pulled her feet up to her ass and spread her knees wide. Her shaved pussy glowed in the darkness, and soon my tongue was probing her most secret parts. I should say, she smelled good and tasted great. Her juices flowed quickly as her lips and clit swelled under my tongue. It wasn't long before she was enjoying her first loud orgasm. I would have pulled away at that point, but she pulled my head deeper into her cunt.
I could hear her man offering her up her mouth to those who had encircled us. It took a bit, but finally, someone released his cock and slid it between her open lips. She opened her dress completely and I found her tits to be full and firm. Her nipples were hard and stiff. Soon other hands reached in toward her. Again, she climaxed with a shriek and a wave of sticky warm juice. She released my head for an instant, and I looked up at the guy getting head and suggested he might want to fill her pussy with his cock. She grunted her eager consent, and I moved out of his way, backing out of the tight circles of voyeurs. Frankly, she didn't get much attention that night, but she did get off.
I saw them again, a month later. I was standing in the back of the theater, letting my eyes adjust to the darkness. It was more crowded that night. Several couples were there. A few small groups of standing men scattered throughout the theater told me that some were playing. As I considered my options in the darkness, I saw a form approaching me. It was her. Again, she tugged my sleeve.
"Come lick my pussy."
As she led me down the aisle, I caught a glimpse of a couple who had been standing near me in the dark. I hadn't seen them until that instant. The look on the woman's face showed both surprise and maybe a little interest in my pursuer's request. Remembering our last encounter, I was able to bring her to climax more quickly this time. Again, by the second orgasm she was being distracted by others. Again, I took advantage of the moment to make my retreat.
I made my way to one of the small groups nearby. An older woman was blowing a much younger man. Wanting to see me options, I was moving again toward another group down front when someone took my arm. I turned to see the woman that I had noticed earlier in the back of the theater. She looked a little nervous when she asked, "Would you do that to me? Umm..lick my pussy?"
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I glanced a question at her husband. He nodded a silent consent as he shrugged his shoulders. We found an empty couch and I started to move in front of her, but she stopped me, indicating that I should sit next to her. She wanted a minute to get acquainted. It was her second night there. The first night they had stayed only a few minutes. She had gathered up the nerve to return, but was still nervous.
"I'm not exactly sure what I want. I mean, I think I do, but I don't know. You know? I know I don't want that." She pointed to a woman two rows ahead of us, facing the back of the theater as she kneeled on the couch, a line of guys formed at each end. "I would love to cum, in a room full of people, in a place like this. Like she did." She cocked her head back toward my previous encounter. "Can you do that to me?"
For the next 20-30 minutes I showed her that I could. Hubby kept the mob to a respectable distance and I took my time. She laid back on the couch and I eased that dress up, kissing her thighs softly as I did. She wore black lace panties that were soaked from both the inside and the out before I removed them. I enjoyed teasing her button through the fabric, pulling at it with my teeth, slipping my tongue beneath it and even pulling it tight down her slit with my hand. By the time I started working on her uncovered clit, it had already swollen, revealing itself to me. Her breath was both deep and short. It took her a bit to relax, but eventually that first orgasm washed over her.
She seemed ready to stop, but carried on, allowing me to lick her to a second orgasm. By then, any tentativeness that she had displayed was gone. She was completely aroused, and apparently unconcerned by her surroundings. She pulled at my belt, urgently, trying to release my dick. I helped her in her task, then sat with my pants around my knees as she took me in her mouth. She knelt on the couch, her ass high in the air. I pulled at the fabric, exposing her butt and pussy to the room. Hubby stood at the end of the couch, making sure that no one touched, as he stroked his own cock.
Before we were done, she was naked, lying back on that couch with her legs spread wide, letting me pound that sweet slit. I ground as deeply as I could trying to find the end of her pussy, before finally filling my condom. The crowd dispersed and we both looked for our clothes, silently dressing ourselves. I followed them out into the night air.
"Well, I sure didn't expect to do that," she said. "But I'm glad I did."
I, on the other hand, was glad that I had given head to a woman that I didn't find all that appealing. Turned out to be a win-win. She got off, and I got very lucky. As they say, word of "mouth" is everything.
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