It was a Friday evening in late March 2019. My wife was halfway through her two-week overseas trip to visit her brother, and I had the house to myself (except for my cat). Earlier that week I’d texted Jamie to see if she was up for a visit to one of our local XXX theaters, a possibility we’d tossed back and forth since earlier in the year. She and I met the previous October, when a buddy of mine had arranged a gang bang as part of our group’s ongoing activities. Using Craigslist personals, our cadre of six to eight guys, aged 50-plus, had fucked close to a dozen women over the previous year. With that platform’s demise, activity was down considerably, but we’d had one great last party, with Jamie as the target. She’s in her mid-30s, a petite 5’1” and just slightly more than 120 pounds, a natural brunette with dyed-blonde streaks, a shaved pussy, and 34B tits. On that October 2018 Sunday afternoon, five of us guys (ranging in age from 53 to 67) worked her over for the better part of three hours. Every hole was violated multiple times, she had semen leaking out of both lower orifices (not to mention the multiple shots she’d taken down her throat), and her orgasms had easily surpassed the two-dozen mark. Driving her home later that day from the hotel room where we’d done our dirty work, Jamie insisted she’d had the time of her life.

Five months later, I contacted her to ask if she wanted to accept the offer I’d made on that drive home. Jamie returned my text midday Thursday, and I agreed to pick her up the following evening for a night of as much semi-public debauchery as she could handle. It turned out she’d just been released from jail that day, having served five days in the county lockup for failing to appear at a DUI hearing. Subsequently bailed out by a friend, she announced how horny she felt, clearly ready for some action.

She popped into my car wearing a black mesh see-through top (no bra), covered by a light zip-up jacket, plus a black micro-mini skirt (barely covering her ass) and ankle boots with four-inch heels. I asked what she was wearing underneath the skirt, and in reply she grabbed my hand and shoved it between her thighs. “Black crotchless panties. You like them?” she asked. Her pussy was silky smooth and already wet.

We drove over to Circus Cinemas, the XXX movie house in North Denver. The downstairs area is an adult store, featuring tons of videos for sale plus every possible type of sex toy you can imagine. Upstairs there are three theaters, each showing hardcore fuck films. One is devoted exclusively to gay porn, while the other two show a constantly rotating mix of professionally shot hetero porn drawn from studios like Brazzers, Vixen Video, etc. A few years ago, the owners had installed new fold-down stadium-type seats with armrests in between each. The theaters have seven or eight rows of five seats each, but the place rarely has more than 12-18 patrons at any one time.

I paid our $12 entry fee and we headed up the stairs. This place has CCTV with monitors in each theater, so it’s possible for customers to see who’s coming in and whether they’re heading for one of the movie theaters. Women don’t come here often, so the appearance of a female always draws considerable attention. Couples seem to fit into one of three stereotypical roles. Most are there for stimulation, so they come in, watch the screen for 20 or 30 minutes (some sit stoically while others might engage in some light petting), and then split, presumably to return home to fuck while the juices are still flowing. A smaller number are there to show off, gladly allowing those around them to watch-and-jerk while they engage in oral sex. We usually see the girl go down on the guy, suck him dry after a short spell, and then they leave.
The third group, by far the rarest, is where the woman is there to engage with random customers. This almost always involves her performing blow jobs on assorted guys, while her companion either (a) simply watches, (b) finger-fucks her at the same time, (c) either goes first or patiently awaits his turn, or (d) joins in. In all the times I’ve gone to CC, I’ve never seen any full-on intercourse – well, except for that one time a truck-driver type fucked a cross-dresser in his ass.

Jamie was clearly ready for us to be part of that third group. We slipped into Theater One, where she promptly led me down to the front row. Most of the action takes place in the darkened recesses of the back row, but it’s a cramped space. Jamie clearly preferred the front, where there were no obstacles for anyone to approach her. It was 7:30 on a Friday, but the place was pretty empty. I counted five guys in both theaters, and none of them seemed ready to hit on Jamie. She slipped her hand into my sweats –I’d worn sweatpants commando-style, anticipating the action to follow – while I reached over and started to play with her pussy. After about 15 minutes of this, and with no one coming forward she said, “Let’s get out of here and head over to Pleasures.” On our way out, she talked me into buying her a pint-sized vibrator from the bargain bin, which would come into play much later that evening.

West Colfax in Denver is an old Jewish neighborhood that is now mostly Hispanic. A fixture at King & Colfax is the old Act I & Act II porn house, which was bought out a few years ago by the folks who operate multiple Pleasures adult stores around town. They remodeled the place, which mostly involved splitting the two big theaters into five mini-ones, and thankfully solved the problem of the place always smelling like piss. It’s a pricier entry fee ($24 for a couple), and they’re adamant about two things, both of which were told to us several times while I waited for the cashier to hand over my change. No unaccompanied women – ever – and couples are required to stay together the whole time.

We walked through the entry door into a dark corridor lined with viewing booths. Another aspect of this place is the melding of an old-time porn theater with modern booths, each with its own video screen and hundreds of XXX movie options. Your ticket price includes unlimited viewing over a six-hour period, although I’ve never seen anyone’s ticket checked to see if they’re overstayed their welcome. There must be 40-50 booths in all; some have doors that lock on the inside, but most are fairly open. The hallways wind around in a way that you almost wish you’d brought some breadcrumbs to scatter so you can find your way out again. This place was far better attended, and Jamie certainly attracted a lot of attention as we worked our way toward the east side of the building and its multiple mini-theaters.

Each theater shows a different porn genre, and it’s marked on the doors so you know what to expect. Only one runs pure hetero porn, though, and that’s where we were headed. It’s the theater farthest from the entrance, with two rows of five padded theater seats WELL PAST their sell-by dates, plus fairly spacious aisles all around the block of seats. Jamie again led me to the front row, but this time we had plenty of company. The first guy, around Jamie’s age, wasted no time in unzipping his jeans and pulling out his semi-hard dick. She tugged on his trouser leg to urge him closer and immediately sucked him all the way into her mouth. Then she wrapped the fingers of her right hand around the base of his shaft while working her lips around the cock-head, meanwhile reaching over to me with her left hand and grabbing my wrist. She pushed my hand in between her spread-apart thighs, and I responded by shoving two fingers into her pussy and pressing my thumb against her clit.

This first guy lasted maybe three minutes and pulled out just as he was coming. Some of his semen landed on her outstretched tongue, but most got deposited on her chin. Before she had a chance to wipe it away, however, a much older guy (mid-50s?) jumped in front of her with his pants already down around his ankles. She went to work on him immediately. Meanwhile, I climbed down off my seat and knelt as close to her front as possible. Once she realized what I had in mind, she twisted toward me while pushing her companion over to the other side. This gave me much clearer access to her pussy, and I took full advantage. I did everything to her that she liked, with two fingers deep and up against her g-spot, my tongue flicking her clit and occasionally sucking on it hard between my lips, and pulling out my fingers to replace it with a rigid tongue. She loves to have her asshole worked as well, but with the narrow confines of the seating and the fact she was sucking off a guy who partially blocked my full access to her crotch, that was one maneuver that would need to wait until later.

Old Guy neatly shot his wad down her throat and got replaced right away by some hefty Hispanic dude. I kept eating and fingering her pussy, and she rode up against my face through three or four orgasms plus a total of four blow jobs to completion. My knees were getting sore, so I stood up just as Guy No. 4 (a chubby white guy in his 20s) blasted her face. At that Jamie was ready for a break, so I helped her up and scraped most of the jizz off her chin before feeding it to her. The crowd of guys, which had grown to about 15 from the time we’d started, let out a collective “Ooh.” She called out to the group, “Don’t go too far, boys. I’ll be back shortly.”

We found our way through the maze to one of the bathrooms, and I locked the door behind us as she sat down to take a pee. “Did you bring any condoms?” she asked. I admitted to be holding half a dozen, so she smiled and said, “Oh, good. Let’s go back and see who wants to fuck.” As we walked into the mini-theater to return to our seats, Jamie stopped short and confronted the same old guy who’d been her second oral customer. “You’re still here,” she stated rather than asked. “You got enough left to give me a good fuck?” He appeared speechless and could only nod, so she grabbed hold of his shirtfront and half-dragged him behind her as she made her way to the front row again. “Give him a rubber,” she instructed me, so I did and then went to lean against the side wall to watch what came next.

Jamie reversed herself and knelt on the sagging theater seat, halfway leaning over the back while spreading her legs. Old Guy dropped his drawers to display a reasonably erect dick, tore open the condom wrapper and expertly slipped it on. He leaned up against Jamie, trying to find the proper height to allow him entry. Meanwhile she reached down between her legs and helped guide him into her pussy. There was a bit of confusion and halfhearted thrusts as they tried to work out between them who was going to do what. But they eventually fell into a satisfactory rhythm, and Old Guy gave her everything he had. The room was quiet except for the XXX video playing up on the big screen, so it was possible to hear clearly the guys grunts as he thrust forward, the slap of his thighs on her ass, and the moans coming from her mouth as she rubbed her clit while getting fucked.

At this point the room was pretty full of guys. Most of them had their dicks out and were stroking them. Off in one corner I noticed, for the first time, two fairly hefty cross-dressers who were clearly T-gurls, complete with breasts on display by their low-cut outfits. The smaller one was on his knees, sucking some skinny guy’s cock. Meanwhile the larger one – at least 6-4, 275 – pushed away a couple of guys who were standing in the row behind Jamie. I later learned s/he went by the name of Brittany, since as we were leaving an hour or so later, Jamie made a point of collecting a phone number. Anyway, Brittany stood right in front of Jamie as she was getting fucked, waited a beat or two to size up the situation, and then moved those feminine garments aside to reveal a massively thick cock. Without saying a word or waiting for Jamie’s reaction, s/he pulled Jamie’s head forward with one hand while guiding that dick between her lips with the other. The sight of her choking on that monster may have been too much for Old Guy, because he quickly finished up inside her and withdrew.

Jamie forced her way off that cock and asked Brittany to fuck her. S/he grunted by way of reply and went to the front of the room. I offered up a condom as s/he passed by, only to be told in a high, lispy voice, “No thanks, I’ve got my own.” Brittany ripped open a Magnum, worked the latex over the massive cock-head and down the impressively thick shaft, and took Jamie fairly brutally. S/he grabbed Jamie’s buttocks and lifted her up off into the air, which was the only way Brittany could achieve full penetration without kneeling on the floor; that’s how much of a height difference there was between them. This repositioning forced Jamie’s head down to the bottom of the seat, her face plastered against the faux-velvet-covered seat back. Brittany pounded her mercilessly for at least 40 or 50 strokes before letting out a most unladylike bellow and freezing in place while “her” cock pulsed inside Jamie’s pussy. After withdrawing, Brittany spun Jamie around and stuck that jizz-covered dick into her mouth. Jamie calmly licked it clean and then tilted her head back so she could drain the cum from the used condom she’d grabbed out of Brittany’s hand and suspended up above her face. Those still assembled (literally) gave her a standing ovation.

As all good actors know when it’s time to leave the stage, Jamie decided the conclusion of her encounter with Brittany was the perfect exit line. She stood up, somewhat shakily it seemed, pointed to the jacket she’d shed so that I knew to grab it, and then took my hand as we made our way out of the theater. Knowing I hadn’t gotten much of Jamie’s attention so far, although I’d enjoyed the show immensely and was proud to have used my oral skills to make her cum multiple times, as we headed toward my car she said, “Let’s go back to your place and try out some of those toys you told me about. I can’t wait to run my new vibrator over my clit, and my ass needs some serious Zac-attention.” But the rest of the evening’s activities will have to wait for another time to be told.

I have a lot of fetishes. Like a frotteurism fetish, exhibitionism, and a granny fetish(Im 23). And today they meshed quite well. I went to good will in some thin womens work out pants that are slightly see through to bulge flash people, and saw this hot granny looking at shoes. I walked past her and brushed my hand against hers. She didnt react so I waited a minute and walked past her again. The aisles are narrow, so I went behind her and I swear to god pushed my hardon into her ass and rubbed it against her as I past her. I said excuse me and she just said mmm-hmmm. She bent over to try on shoes and I pretended to bend to get a shirt by her ass and pressed my dick against her ass again. Still no reaction. I stayed there for like ten minutes makeing sure she got a good view of my dick sticking up at her, precum seeping through. I even told her some shoes looked really cute on her and talked to her for a few minutes. Its so hot flirting with old ladies. Her husband called so I left. I really wanted to fuck her. Anyone else like the grannies?

I am a real mother fucker... for real.

Me: 25yrs
Her: 37yrs

We met online and had chatted for a bit. I told her that I was into older women, and she said that it really turned her on to have a younger man lusting after her. After a few chats she gave me her cell number so that we could chat a little more as our online encounters were not meshing with our schedules. We would text message each other regularly and eventually got together for a "date". It was just a casual dinner to feel each other out in person. She then went on to tell me that she is a divorced mother of 2 boys (one 10 the other 14). We went on a couple more dates until two nights ago. After the movie she said she wanted to get a hotel for the night and I obliged. After checking in we went to the elevator to go up to the 12th floor where our room was. As soon as the doors shut she was on me. Her tongue was all over my mouth and her hand trying to work it's way down my pants to my cock. With my right hand I grabbed her tits through her dress and used my left to pull up her dress and slide my fingers across her pussy. The elevator 'dinged' and we stopped and waited for the doors to open. We stepped out slowly and looked around to see if anyone was near, and then ran down to our room as if some one was fallowing us. By the time I shut the door and turned around, she had already taken her dress off and was on the bed working on her thong. I stood there for a minute and stared at her body. For a 37 year old, she was amazing. Smooth glowing skin, perky tits (I know right?) and such curves! I ran over and jumped on the bed making her bounce and giggle. She reached for my belt and I took me shirt off. She practically threw me down and tore my pants off. Grabbing hold of my cock with her right hand she shoved it in her mouth and began to give me the best blowjob I'd ever had. Her left hand was busy fingering herself. I played with her tits while she continued to blow me. I don't know how long I lasted, but I told her I was going to cum and she pushed her head down as far as she could without gagging on my cock.. I let out a moan and blew my load into the back of her throat. My eruption had her choking a little from the huge amount of cum. When I quit thrusting and riling around she pulled herself off of my cock, swallowed, smiled and the spun around presenting me with her pussy. She grabbed my cock and pushed it into her pussy while I was going limp. She said "let get this hard again, right now"... I couldn't agree with her more. She stuffed me inside of her and she sat back onto me. As soft as I was her pussy was tight, and extremely warm. Once positioned and settled she began to wriggle her his and flexing her pussy. It's like she was giving me a hand job with her vagina, and let me say that I got hard QUICK. Once she felt me hard she leaned forward and began fucking me. I started to trust a little and her moaning increased. I couldn't believe it. This WOMAN was fucking me! When I couldn't take it any more I told her I was going to cum and she rolled over and opened her mouth. I jumped up, spun around and stuck my cock right where she wanted it. I blew a small load and she ate it up just as the first, with a smile and a wink. She pulled her legs up and said "My turn, get down there." I love it when women are bossy. We continued to fuck eachother for as long as we could until we just passed out in bed.

We woke up late in the morning in eachothers arms. I said, "I think we need a shower"... she smiled and said "I'll wash your dick for you." Getting up she grabbed my cock and drug me to the bathroom and started the shower. She got down on her knees and began to suck me off. When we noticed the steam we climbed in and I stood behind her with my dick in my hand. She leaned forward and stuck her ass out at me and spread her butt cheeks and said "pick a hole". I said "Either one?" She said, "Yes, any one you want." So I took my dick and poked her anus with the tip and I heard her moan, "Thank god". I told her this would be my first anal experience and she squealed with excitement for me. I took my cock and pushed it hard into her tight anus. She moaned and let out a gasp, and then I pushed for home. I was in, all the way in, balls deep in. She was quivering and making all kinds of squeaks and coo's. I grabbed her hips and began to slowly trust. She took her left hand and started to rub her pussy. I asked if she was ok and she replied, "I'm in heaven! My ex never did this for me! I had to use my dildo if I wanted anything near my asshole." I stated to make my trusts longer and a little harder and she'd moan with each movement. I cannot tell you how tight her ass was wrapped around my dick. The harder I got, the more I thought she was going to break it off. Every time she panted, her ass would grasp me and I'd struggle to trust. After getting a rhythm she told me to, "Cum in me ass!" I speed up my thrusts, slamming my hips into her ass. Her moans and cries of pleasure got louder and louder. I said, "I'm cumming!" and she stood up and grabbed me with her arms to pull me closer to her. After I stopped convulsing she stepped away and my cock fell limp from her ass. She turned around and grabbed the soap and proceeded to wash my cock. She kissed me on the lips and said, "Thank you".

We finished our shower and got dried off and dressed. We sat on the edge of the bed chatting, me rubbing her leg and she twiddling my hair. We talked about our experience and how much fun we had. I told her I'd never though anything like this would ever happen to me and she said the same. Kissed and stood up and exited the room. We checked out at the lobby desk and went outside. We said our thank yous and kissed each other and parted ways. Not a minute later she texted me as I got into my car, it said, "Lets do this again real soon. ;)".

I cannot wait to see her again.

Rose sprawled across her king-sized bed, her voluptuous figure hugged by a sheer black lace bodysuit that accentuated her D-cup breasts and flared hips. The busty brunette's long waves tumbled over her shoulders as she thumbed through Bumble, her profile a siren call for no-strings hookups. At 28, with an hourglass shape that screamed temptation, she fired off invites to a string of matches: 'Over now to pound me doggy and fill me up. Door's unlocked.' Replies pinged back fast, and she lined them up tight, starting at 8 PM, one every half-hour.

Jake burst in first, spotting Rose on all fours at the bed's edge, the bodysuit's crotch snapped open to bare her slick folds. The tall jock wasted no words, shedding his jeans to unleash his rigid length. He gripped her hips, aligning his tip with her entrance, and drove forward in one forceful shove, burying himself to the root. Rose gasped, arching as his girth split her walls, the lace clinging to her swaying tits. He hammered into her from behind, balls slapping her clit with each brutal thrust, her ass rippling under the impacts. She clawed the sheets, pushing back to take him deeper, the bodysuit's fabric rasping against her skin. 'Breed me,' she panted, and Jake obliged, his cock swelling before unleashing thick jets of cum straight into her core, the excess oozing out around his shaft. He pulled free with a slick pop, zipping up as she stayed bent over, semen trickling down her thighs. 'Send the next,' she murmured, and he was gone by 8:25.

Mark arrived at 8:30, the inked bad boy eyeing Rose's posed form, ass high, bodysuit framing her curves like a second skin. He dropped trou, his curved rod springing erect, and mounted her immediately, plunging into her cum-smeared pussy with a grunt. The angle let him grind deep, his hips pistoning against her plush cheeks, churning Jake's load into a creamy froth that leaked with every withdrawal. Rose moaned, her heavy breasts straining the lace as they jiggled forward, nipples peaking through the mesh. His fingers dug into her waist, yanking her onto him harder, the room echoing with wet smacks and her sharp cries. She clenched around him, milking his impending release, and soon he tensed, flooding her depths with fresh spurts that overflowed, dripping onto the mattress. By 8:55, he was out, leaving her quivering, the bodysuit damp with sweat and seed.

Tyler knocked at 9:00, the stocky brute finding Rose already repositioned, knees spread on the bed, the open snap exposing her puffy, glistening slit. He freed his stout cock, rubbing it along her folds to coat it in the mingled mess, then rammed home, stretching her anew. Rose bucked back, the pounding making her tits bounce wildly within the lace confines, her brunette mane whipping across her back. He rutted like an animal, hands spanning her ass to spread her wider, his thickness battering her cervix while prior cum squelched out in rhythmic pulses. She reached between her legs to circle her clit, heightening the burn, begging for more as pleasure coiled tight. Tyler's pace faltered, and he buried deep, roaring as ropes of hot semen erupted inside, adding to the sloppy fullness until it seeped past his base. He withdrew at 9:25, and Rose collapsed briefly, only to rise for the next, her body humming with excess.

Alex showed at 9:30, the polished suit stepping in to see Rose braced against the headboard, bodysuit taut over her flushed skin, rear presented invitingly. His trimmed shaft throbbed as he approached, sliding into her drenched heat without pause, the easy glide thanks to the building reservoir within. He gripped the lace straps crossing her back, using them for leverage to thrust long and steady, her ass cheeks flushing red from the slaps. Rose's walls fluttered around him, the friction sparking sparks as mixed loads bubbled free, coating his balls. She twisted to glance back, urging him on with husky demands, her breasts heaving against the fabric. As climax gripped him, he slammed forward one last time, pumping viscous cum into her overflowing channel, the warmth spreading deep. Out by 9:55, he left her panting, the bodysuit's lace now sticky and translucent in spots.

Derek pounded the door at 10:00, the burly laborer entering to claim Rose on hands and knees once more, her form a debauched display in the clinging black lace. His enormous cock, veined and heavy, nudged her entrance before surging in, the stretch drawing a throaty whine from her lips. He dominated the position, broad frame eclipsing hers as he pounded relentlessly, her body jolting forward with each powerful drive, tits threatening to spill from the bodysuit's cups. The accumulated semen frothed around his invading length, slicking their union, while Rose ground back, chasing the edge amid the fullness. His callused palms kneaded her ass, spreading it to watch himself disappear inside, grunting promises of breeding. She shattered first, pussy spasming, and he followed, unleashing a torrent that brimmed her to bursting, rivers of cum cascading down her legs as he finally eased out.

Dequan arrived at 10:30, the towering black man with a massive, thick cock that strained against his pants as he locked eyes on Rose's cum-soaked form, still arched on all fours in her black lace bodysuit. The fabric clung transparently to her sweat-slicked skin, her ass cheeks parted slightly from the night's fucking, pussy lips swollen and leaking a steady stream of mixed semen. He stripped quickly, his dark shaft springing free, long, girthy, and veined, easily the biggest she'd taken yet. Without a word, he positioned himself behind her, gripping her hips firmly and pressing his bulbous head against her drenched entrance. Rose whimpered in anticipation, pushing back as he thrust forward, his enormous cock spearing into her pussy inch by inch, stretching her walls to their limit around the slick reservoir of prior loads. The intrusion pushed out globs of cum that splattered onto the sheets, her body quaking from the fullness as he bottomed out, his heavy balls resting against her clit.

He began pounding her doggystyle with raw power, each slam jolting her forward, her D-cup tits swinging heavily in the lace cups, nipples scraping the fabric. Rose cried out, her fingers twisting into the bedding as his girth battered her depths, churning the accumulated semen into a frothy mess that coated his shaft and dripped from her folds. She rocked back to meet him, the burn of his size igniting fresh waves of pleasure, her pussy clenching greedily around every ridge and vein. Dequan's hands roamed her body, one sliding up to squeeze her breast through the bodysuit, pinching her nipple hard, while the other spread her ass cheek wider for deeper access. The room filled with the obscene squelch of his cock plunging through the sloppy wetness, her moans turning to screams as orgasms ripped through her, walls fluttering wildly.

After several minutes of relentless pussy-fucking, Dequan pulled out with a wet slurp, his cock glistening with the cocktail of cum and her juices. He didn't give her time to recover, instead aligning his slick tip with her tight asshole, the pucker already loosened from the night's exertions but still resistant to his immense size. Rose gasped, nodding eagerly as he pushed forward, the head popping past her ring with a pop that made her arch sharply. Inch by agonizing inch, he sank into her ass, the stretch burning deliciously as her body adjusted, the black lace bodysuit framing the erotic sight of his dark length disappearing between her pale cheeks. Fully seated, he groaned deeply, then started thrusting, slow at first to let her acclimate, then building to a punishing rhythm, his hips slapping against her ass with hard impacts.

Rose's body trembled, the dual sensations of fullness in her ass and the lingering ache in her pussy driving her wild. She reached down to rub her clit furiously, the added stimulation sending her over the edge again, her asshole spasming around his invading cock. Dequan gripped her waist tighter, pounding harder, the friction in her tight channel making his balls tighten. With a guttural roar, he buried himself to the hilt and erupted, thick ropes of hot cum flooding her ass, the excess bubbling out around his base and mixing with the streams running from her pussy. He held there for a moment, grinding deep, before withdrawing slowly, leaving her gaping and overflowing, semen from both holes trailing down her thighs.

Rose remained on the bed past 10:55, her busty silhouette sheathed in the rumpled black lace bodysuit, thighs slick with the night's collective deposits now amplified by Dequan's massive loads. Her pussy and ass throbbed, sated yet sparking ideas for another rapid round on Bumble, the thrill far from over.