Two Cocks, Too Tight Twat
Her Big Night at the Movies
TRUE STORY By EroticWriter. I was there and instigated this.
It was just another ordinary Saturday night at the porno movies as he walked in, chose a seat near the center, and sat down. About 30 minutes into the fuck flick, the 30-year-old man was still hoping and looking for that hot spot, the scene that would satisfy his ever increasing thirst for erotic viewing.
But the erotic viewing that night was to come from an unexpected source, right behind him!
THUMP! What was that? He swiveled his head and looked to the right, and there beside his ear and hooked into the edge of his seat was a high heel, a woman’s shoe, and in it was a foot leading back to a naked leg.
THUMP! That had come from his left. He swiveled his head and there, hooked into the space between his seat and the next was another high heel and foot.
‘What the fuck?’
He turned completely around in his seat and there she was, her legs spread wide with her feet up beside him on both sides, and her pussy was *******!
His head was partially blocking the reflected light of the movie screen from illuminating her pussy, so he moved to one side and the light, oh that wonderful light, had now made it possible to see her pussy, wide open and slippery shiny, and some guy sitting on her left was now turned towards her and was using his left hand to rub her clitoris.
Date and place: U.S. 40, Colfax Ave, Denver, Colorado, sometime in the 1980s.
No readers, I was not the lucky guy sitting in front of her. I was the even luckier guy who was seated beside her and loving on her naked cunt. This is a true story, and just like my story called Glorious Glory Hole Gals that happened in Denver, this story also happened to me...
Back in those days, before the VCR took over, you could still go into a full size theater and see a full length feature porn movie being projected on the big screen. This theater was not a beautifully decorated theater with a balcony such as The Bluebird that was running porn on Colfax, but it seated maybe a couple of hundred.
Pay your fee, get an expensive drink and popcorn if you liked, and watch a full length, usually two full length porn flicks with very pretty women and cocks projected eight feet long on the big screen. Bring a woman along and she would probably enjoy the movie with a plot, such as it was, but you would also be aware that men were gathering in the seats around you.
But this night, she came alone, this very attractive woman, early thirties, and she plopped down two seats to my right. Surprised that she was alone but not too, I watched her without being obvious about it. I figured that she was probably with a man who was out there getting popcorn or maybe he was in the restroom where there was a good chance some gay guy would be standing around hoping you might show hard. I remember someone had written 'show hard' on the wall of the restroom.
I waited, and after several minutes it became obvious that this lovely brunette was alone. There was only one empty seat between us. I didn’t want to scare her, so I waited and watched. Others were watching too.
Then I saw a tall slim black guy seated a row to the front and a few seats to my left, I was between him and the woman, get up and head back to the lobby. I was pretty sure that I knew what he was doing. I kept watch both to my right and left, and sure enough, in five minutes he came back into the theater using the left aisle and he was carrying two large drinks and two large boxes of popcorn. For all that he had left a 20 dollar bill behind.
He was planning to seat himself between me and this woman! I knew that I couldn’t allow this to happen, so as he started squeezing in front of legs and headed down my aisle, I immediately stood up and stepped next door. He was still two seats away and gave me a dirty look, but as I seated myself next to her, he slowly, reluctantly began moving off to the left.
I know that was mean of me, but hey, was there any reason for me to give up my chance? After all, she had chosen a seat almost next to me. So now here I was next to her so I had to say ‘Hi.”
She welcomed me, no, not with opened arms or legs, that was to come later, but with a friendly ‘Hi’ in return.
“Are you with anyone?”
“No.”
“Well, now you are.”
I don’t really remember much of the conversation because as we were talking, there was continuous fucking and sound effects going on several feet in front of us on that big screen. All I know was that not before much time had passed I was under her skirt and inside her panties.
I was a little worried at first. As I went under her panties I kept going down and feeling only hair, and no slit. I was beginning to think 'is this a guy and I haven't gotten down to his cock yet?" But then I went a little lower, and there it was, a slit.
Gee, I really wish I could tell you more about her, the real her in her other life, but tonight, in this theater, this woman wanted action, and I don’t mean maybe.
More men were gathering around, but not right next to us. They, like the black guy with the popcorn, might have been thinking that she was actually my woman and we had come in separately to play a game.
So these men, wanting to see some action, gathered around us, but not quite close enough to touch. In a couple of minutes, she was raising her hips off the seat and I was helping her get the panties off. I don't remember what happened to the panties, I think she might have put them in her purse.
And that was when, as I began rubbing her clit, that she slid her ass forward in her seat, opened her legs wide and one at a time, kicked her feet up noisily onto the seat backrests in front of her.
I couldn't believe it. Not only had she done that, but done it so rapidly and hard, setting her heels in place, that she had made noise in the process, and I am sure, bringing it to the attention of others in the theater. Deliberate? I don't know, but she sure wasn't being stealthy about it.
That man in front? It was weird, but he sort of acted embarrassed or maybe…cowardly, and after getting a good look, turned around to once again watch the movie. But her high heels remained beside each of his ears. They were all around us now, maybe five men, one seat between the two of us and them, and I took the lead, getting down in front of her and entering a very nice and snug fitting snatch.
On the floor, on my knees, the distance worked out pretty well and I was able to reach her pussy pretty easily.
I pumped her slowly. I didn’t want to hurry this, but still, I needed to hurry in case some busybody went back to the lobby and complained. What might they complain about? Well, people fucking in a theater featuring fucking of course. People are weird. So I slowly hurried and shot my load, and I don’t think she came, but close. I had not kissed her. It didn’t seem to be the time for that.
I wanted to keep her for myself, but since she was being so open in front of all these spectators, I figured she wanted to try more. It was the next guy’s turn, the younger than me maybe man who was closest to us on her left. So without asking her, I moved off to her right and invited him. So what did he do? HE DIDN’T! He could not get it into her. No, not because he had a big cock or her twat was tight (which it was) but because he couldn’t either get it hard or keep it hard.
While he was fumbling around while down between her legs, I was still standing in the aisle, sort of facing the back of the theater, and happened to look off to my left and there it was, this big and I mean BIG prick, fully illuminated by the light from the screen, and it was pointing straight up out of his trousers and unescorted by any hands.
He had seated himself down on her right, same aisle, and maybe five seats from where she was sitting. I'm not exaggerating about the size of his prick to make the story telling more exciting, it really was big.
It was a white guy maybe 40 years old, there was plenty of light from the screen, and he was sitting over there and watching the action, or lack of it, and he was smiling over at me.
His cock, that cock was just sitting there, pointing straight up, not in his hand, and it was waiting. I didn’t wait, inviting him with a nod of my head to replace the cock that could not enter. Yes, she was maybe too small for him to get a soft cock into, and she needed a cock that was hard. But one that large?
With a grin at me, he moved past me as I leaned out of the way, and without any objection by the two or three men still gathered around 'my' woman, he got down between her legs.
I was actually standing up now in the row and directing the action. There were people behind us trying to watch the movie? They were there, but no one was complaining because I was standing. It was interesting, that tight twat that only I had enjoyed so far took him in, that huge cock, and without complaint.
I was surprised because I was thinking that I would be hearing some moans and groans from her as he somehow managed to stuff it in. But she took him though in the dark of the theater I could not really see her face since he was blocking the light from the screen.
My memory is a little vague of what happened next but I remember that the only guys to enter her tight twat were that other guy and I. Then a black guy, not the one who had the popcorn, I don’t know what happened to him, came over and said to me that he had an apartment nearby, ‘right on Colfax Avenue,' and we could take her there.
She had not come in with me, but the way I had worked it, everyone thought she belonged to me and I planned to keep it that way.
Incredibly, she agreed, and as I watched, she pointed at three or four of us and said, “’ll take you, and you, and you.”
Of course I was a ‘you,’ as well as giant cock and the black guy who had made the invitation. I couldn’t believe it, but we gathered outside, and I was making sure to stay close, and she drove her own car as we followed the black guy to his apartment. Big cock rode with me.
Oh boy the conversation that went on as I drove, following her as she followed the owner of the apartment. Mostly, I did the talking as he could not believe it as I revealed that I, like he, did not know her, but I planned to go on letting the other guys think she was with me in order to protect her in case things got out of hand.
Also, in the back of my mind I was thinking, maybe sometime in the future I could get my wife to try him, but he was downright ugly in the face. My wife was used to me being out late at times and was safely at home this night.
Upstairs, my theater gal stripped down in his combination living room and kitchen, (we never saw his bedroom) and just as I had suspected, she had an incredibly firm and fine body, maybe five six, firm Bs, and a really great ass. Her skin was perfect, tight all over and without a blemish.
At that moment, out of maybe five people, I forget the exact number, she was the only person with all the clothes off. Surprisingly, she seemed not the least bit shy or embarrassed at being bare-assed.
Who was she? Why was she doing this? Taking a chance on strangers and coming into a stranger’s apartment with us at almost four in the morning? I like to think that she was feeling safe with me being there since I had sort of 'taken charge' right from the beginning.
I think she sensed the others thought she was with me and went along, perhaps in order to feel safe.
I think I really fucked up because I never asked her for a number or way to make further contact. But she wanted to play, and black readers, you might not like what I am going to relate, but truth in my stories is paramount.
She never fucked the black guy whose apartment we were in. I had screwed, sort of, the black guy with the popcorn, and now the next black guy, willing to be screwed by the beautiful woman, did not get screwed. By him. But it was his fault.
I know, I know, our black readers and many of the whites want to read about how black cock did its thing, but I refuse to change my history telling.
I’ll explain. Our lovely lady had a fantasy, and tonight, or this morning, she badly wanted that fantasy fulfilled. Her fulfillment was to have both her pussy and ass being filled, at the same time! I did not know what her fantasy was at that time, I learned it when she yelled it out. (later in this story).
I was in her first, but held off on having my second orgasm of the evening in her since I knew this might take a while. A few minutes later, there she was, down on the carpet and mounted on Mr. Big Cock. Something strange about her I might add. She never once made a comment about how big he was, or how good it was feeling. Maybe it was because she did not want to make the rest of us feel inadequate.
But now she was on top of my newly made friend, Mr. Big cock, she was halfway down over his shaft, but just holding there and not pumping. Yes readers, I made sure to get low behind her for a moment and take in the view. Her ass by the way, really really looked good in that pose.
The stretching of her lips? Oh shit.
But she wanted another cock, in her ass! I was willing to oblige as I, naked on the lower half as three fully dressed men watched, got onto my knees behind her and began pushing. Oh her anus was so cute. Little and clean and unwrinkled, but I couldn’t get it in!
Why? Yes, it was tight, but my buddy with the big cock was so big and filling her pussy so full that there was no room in her anus for me.
What? What, you say? No room in her anus? But the other guy is in her pussy, so what gives? Her ass would not give enough to accept my cock. I tried. I pushed my medium-sized head into her, and got pushed out. His cock had her so filled that the wall between her anus and pussy was being pushed out and leaving no room for another penis.
I even tried using the foreskin method I have called ‘shoehorn’ for decades. Can’t get your heel into a new shoe because it’s so tight? Just insert that metal spoon shaped object called a shoehorn between your heel and the shoe and you slip right on in. Even though you have, in effect, made the fit tighter by introducing the horn, the slippery surface allows you to slide.
It wasn’t working. I tried two or three times. Then I asked her to rise up and off his cock in order to create room for me to go into her ass. So she did, and I did, and it was feeling so good. I had full penetration! I gave her two or three strokes, and then she pushed her yummy pussy back down over him, and since I was not completely hard, or completely buried at that instance, I forget which, it pushed me out of her ass!
(Readers, when I say I don't remember, remember that this is a true story and I am trying to tell it as I remember. If I was making it up, I could easily fill in the blanks as I fill in her holes).
I got it back in, and then, when she went down over him, I stayed in but only because by now I was having some trouble keeping a hard on. Unusual for me for sure but it was like 5 or 6 in the morning. I looked over at the three other guys, and focusing on the black guy who owned the apartment, and who for some reason was staying over in his kitchen area instead of being close, I invited him to try. Readers, I swear, he shook his head ‘no.’
Maybe he was afraid to have other men, all white, see him naked, maybe. Or possibly because Mr. big cock was so large and hard, he didn’t want to be compared, so was declining a chance to fuck this lovely woman. Possibly he was worried about catching something, but this was before the AIDS scare had really taken hold so there was a cure....for everything else.
And then she yelled it out. “Isn’t my fantasy going to happen? Can’t somebody get it in?”
That line, I distinctly remember her saying.
I was still inside her but mostly soft now, and becoming discouraged. But I had to do something! I felt that I was basically responsible for this woman and her being here. Saying “Wait,” I went into the bathroom and washed my cock in the sink. When I returned, she was pumping over him but slowly. His boner was bone hard. There was no way that she wanted him to cum, not right now.
Of course they had already climaxed together in the theater. “It’s clean,” I said to her, "so suck it for a minute.” Though she so far had not sucked any cock, I was pretty sure she would do so now. I kneeled down in front of her and she sucked, right there while Mr. big cock watched from six inches below.
She was doing a fine job, loving on my cock actually, and I like to think, admiring it as it became rock hard and stayed that way.
Now completely hard and freshly inspired, I got behind her and once again asked her to go up, way up, and off that cock. She did, and in I went into that cute little ass. Now, pushing as deep and hard as possible into her, I told her to slowly repeat slowly go back down over that beautiful cock that she so enjoyed, I am sure, but had never expressed herself vocally about it.
She did, and as I felt his prick filling her and shoving through that wall and against my prick, (I could actually feel it pushing the wall out and against one side of my shaft as he moved up), I stayed hard, no pumping, and held my ground. At last! She finally had two hard cocks buried into her at the same time. But we had a problem. One of us three was going to have to do some pumping.
Mr. Big cock was being sort of restricted by us being over him. She couldn’t really do the moving to any great extent, so it was up to me. I had to pump, and somehow keep his cock from forcing me out. It worked. By staying as deep as possible, never coming back far enough to where my cock would bend and give under pressure, I pumped.
Three inches, very carefully, I pumped, never coming back more than that.
I knew that under other circumstances it might have felt better to her if I was fucking her anal sphincter muscles (the entrance) with the head of my cock. But I had no choice but to keep it deep.
Shit that was a tight fit! How was she managing to take this? All I knew was, if this was feeling this good to me, then she should be going crazy under me and over him. Finally it happened. This woman, until now so cool and quiet in her demeanor, began cumming, and I mean hard.
But what happens dear readers when a woman cums, and hard? Yes, her pussy contracts, her anus contracts, and with each contraction, half inch by half inch, she was forcing me out! I fought it. I quit stroking and I pushed back, my cock was staying hard, but she, it was her now, was pushing me out.
Her pussy quit contracting about the time my last inch was pushed out. We had succeeded. She finished moaning, giggled, and said, “I think you coming out a little at a time made it feel even better!”
I really don't know readers if she was aware that I had been trying not to come back and her pussy had actually pushed me out.
My reaction? “Get on your back for me.”
I was hard as a rock, granite rock. The fact that Mr. Big cock had not orgasmed, this time, was shoved aside, but I think he knew me now and was trusting that he would get to finish....later.
She did, bless her heart, or some other part of her body. She actually pulled herself up and off that huge cock and rolled onto her back and opened up to me. As three men watched, I think there were still three left besides me, I not only fucked her, I made love to her.
Flash! Headlines! Women readily dismounts from a huge cock and opens herself for one slightly above average in size!
I didn't care that they were watching as I changed this from a totally physical gang bang into something a bit romantic.
How does a woman keep a huge cock like that inserted into her for a long period of time and yet feel so snug for me? I don’t know, she had a magic pussy perhaps, but I loved on her, I slobbered on her a little, I tongue kissed her and caressed her firm body and perfect skin with my hands, I breathed into her ear, and I fucked that fine pussy like it was to be my last chance. And it was.
For a little while, maybe eight to ten minutes, we were alone, or so it seemed. She was into me as I was into her. She came with me, and it was a pretty good one for her I think because I saw a hint of tears in her eyes as we laid together and kissed afterward. This time I went a bit easier on the slobbery kisses. Her hands continued to caress my back and my firm ass, and we were one with each other.
You have read my other stories perhaps, and you know that often I write about how the big cock wins out, but this time I think I had won out, with her. Well, maybe for a little while I had.
But Mr. Quiet Big cock was smilingly and quietly sitting beside us and watching, and he was still big. As I got off he got on and bathed his cock in my warm cum. She sighed, and round two, no make that three for them began. She had taken him fully in the theater and been quiet in her orgasm. She had been taking him in the front while I was fucking her in the rear and she had climaxed, and again, despite how good it had been, she had been fairly quiet.
Now she was, finally, letting it all out. I like to think that I had warmed her up for him, hee hee. As the three of us watched, Mr. big cock was fucking her. I will give him credit; he was fucking her like I would probably do if I was in possession of such a hunk of meat. He was giving it to her fully, slow and steady, and she was responding. I took heart though in the fact that he was not kissing her, nor was she him.
To be honest, he was the opposite of handsome in the face and probably did not turn her on that much. Or maybe his cock was, because now she was fucking up at him and moaning. Was her orgasm any better with him than it had been with me as I had loved on her? It probably was, physically, but mentally I think I had won the fight.
I don't remember, honestly, what happened to the two or three guys that had came along but did not fuck her. They either left before or after we did. Again, I think they believed she belonged to me.
When I walked her outside, I was surprised to see that it was totally daylight. Sunday morning.
She drove off, and alone. I had made friends with the man who had very tightly shared her lower half with me, and there is another story there, about his cock and what I helped him do with it at a later date. But that is another story to write. I don’t remember his name and will probably have to make one up in a future story.
Who knows? Maybe while making up a name, I might hit upon the real one. Hey Mr. Big Cock, are you still out there? Maybe in Denver? If so, I’ll bet you have enjoyed reading this.
That woman really was very attractive and I must say that despite the way she had acted that night and morning starting with the theater, she seemed to be a very classy lady. I still kick myself for that, not asking her for future contact, maybe a number. But there is a good chance that she would not have given it out. After all, she had been wearing a big set of rings.
True readers. TRUE!
Her Big Night at the Movies
TRUE STORY By EroticWriter. I was there and instigated this.
It was just another ordinary Saturday night at the porno movies as he walked in, chose a seat near the center, and sat down. About 30 minutes into the fuck flick, the 30-year-old man was still hoping and looking for that hot spot, the scene that would satisfy his ever increasing thirst for erotic viewing.
But the erotic viewing that night was to come from an unexpected source, right behind him!
THUMP! What was that? He swiveled his head and looked to the right, and there beside his ear and hooked into the edge of his seat was a high heel, a woman’s shoe, and in it was a foot leading back to a naked leg.
THUMP! That had come from his left. He swiveled his head and there, hooked into the space between his seat and the next was another high heel and foot.
‘What the fuck?’
He turned completely around in his seat and there she was, her legs spread wide with her feet up beside him on both sides, and her pussy was *******!
His head was partially blocking the reflected light of the movie screen from illuminating her pussy, so he moved to one side and the light, oh that wonderful light, had now made it possible to see her pussy, wide open and slippery shiny, and some guy sitting on her left was now turned towards her and was using his left hand to rub her clitoris.
Date and place: U.S. 40, Colfax Ave, Denver, Colorado, sometime in the 1980s.
No readers, I was not the lucky guy sitting in front of her. I was the even luckier guy who was seated beside her and loving on her naked cunt. This is a true story, and just like my story called Glorious Glory Hole Gals that happened in Denver, this story also happened to me...
Back in those days, before the VCR took over, you could still go into a full size theater and see a full length feature porn movie being projected on the big screen. This theater was not a beautifully decorated theater with a balcony such as The Bluebird that was running porn on Colfax, but it seated maybe a couple of hundred.
Pay your fee, get an expensive drink and popcorn if you liked, and watch a full length, usually two full length porn flicks with very pretty women and cocks projected eight feet long on the big screen. Bring a woman along and she would probably enjoy the movie with a plot, such as it was, but you would also be aware that men were gathering in the seats around you.
But this night, she came alone, this very attractive woman, early thirties, and she plopped down two seats to my right. Surprised that she was alone but not too, I watched her without being obvious about it. I figured that she was probably with a man who was out there getting popcorn or maybe he was in the restroom where there was a good chance some gay guy would be standing around hoping you might show hard. I remember someone had written 'show hard' on the wall of the restroom.
I waited, and after several minutes it became obvious that this lovely brunette was alone. There was only one empty seat between us. I didn’t want to scare her, so I waited and watched. Others were watching too.
Then I saw a tall slim black guy seated a row to the front and a few seats to my left, I was between him and the woman, get up and head back to the lobby. I was pretty sure that I knew what he was doing. I kept watch both to my right and left, and sure enough, in five minutes he came back into the theater using the left aisle and he was carrying two large drinks and two large boxes of popcorn. For all that he had left a 20 dollar bill behind.
He was planning to seat himself between me and this woman! I knew that I couldn’t allow this to happen, so as he started squeezing in front of legs and headed down my aisle, I immediately stood up and stepped next door. He was still two seats away and gave me a dirty look, but as I seated myself next to her, he slowly, reluctantly began moving off to the left.
I know that was mean of me, but hey, was there any reason for me to give up my chance? After all, she had chosen a seat almost next to me. So now here I was next to her so I had to say ‘Hi.”
She welcomed me, no, not with opened arms or legs, that was to come later, but with a friendly ‘Hi’ in return.
“Are you with anyone?”
“No.”
“Well, now you are.”
I don’t really remember much of the conversation because as we were talking, there was continuous fucking and sound effects going on several feet in front of us on that big screen. All I know was that not before much time had passed I was under her skirt and inside her panties.
I was a little worried at first. As I went under her panties I kept going down and feeling only hair, and no slit. I was beginning to think 'is this a guy and I haven't gotten down to his cock yet?" But then I went a little lower, and there it was, a slit.
Gee, I really wish I could tell you more about her, the real her in her other life, but tonight, in this theater, this woman wanted action, and I don’t mean maybe.
More men were gathering around, but not right next to us. They, like the black guy with the popcorn, might have been thinking that she was actually my woman and we had come in separately to play a game.
So these men, wanting to see some action, gathered around us, but not quite close enough to touch. In a couple of minutes, she was raising her hips off the seat and I was helping her get the panties off. I don't remember what happened to the panties, I think she might have put them in her purse.
And that was when, as I began rubbing her clit, that she slid her ass forward in her seat, opened her legs wide and one at a time, kicked her feet up noisily onto the seat backrests in front of her.
I couldn't believe it. Not only had she done that, but done it so rapidly and hard, setting her heels in place, that she had made noise in the process, and I am sure, bringing it to the attention of others in the theater. Deliberate? I don't know, but she sure wasn't being stealthy about it.
That man in front? It was weird, but he sort of acted embarrassed or maybe…cowardly, and after getting a good look, turned around to once again watch the movie. But her high heels remained beside each of his ears. They were all around us now, maybe five men, one seat between the two of us and them, and I took the lead, getting down in front of her and entering a very nice and snug fitting snatch.
On the floor, on my knees, the distance worked out pretty well and I was able to reach her pussy pretty easily.
I pumped her slowly. I didn’t want to hurry this, but still, I needed to hurry in case some busybody went back to the lobby and complained. What might they complain about? Well, people fucking in a theater featuring fucking of course. People are weird. So I slowly hurried and shot my load, and I don’t think she came, but close. I had not kissed her. It didn’t seem to be the time for that.
I wanted to keep her for myself, but since she was being so open in front of all these spectators, I figured she wanted to try more. It was the next guy’s turn, the younger than me maybe man who was closest to us on her left. So without asking her, I moved off to her right and invited him. So what did he do? HE DIDN’T! He could not get it into her. No, not because he had a big cock or her twat was tight (which it was) but because he couldn’t either get it hard or keep it hard.
While he was fumbling around while down between her legs, I was still standing in the aisle, sort of facing the back of the theater, and happened to look off to my left and there it was, this big and I mean BIG prick, fully illuminated by the light from the screen, and it was pointing straight up out of his trousers and unescorted by any hands.
He had seated himself down on her right, same aisle, and maybe five seats from where she was sitting. I'm not exaggerating about the size of his prick to make the story telling more exciting, it really was big.
It was a white guy maybe 40 years old, there was plenty of light from the screen, and he was sitting over there and watching the action, or lack of it, and he was smiling over at me.
His cock, that cock was just sitting there, pointing straight up, not in his hand, and it was waiting. I didn’t wait, inviting him with a nod of my head to replace the cock that could not enter. Yes, she was maybe too small for him to get a soft cock into, and she needed a cock that was hard. But one that large?
With a grin at me, he moved past me as I leaned out of the way, and without any objection by the two or three men still gathered around 'my' woman, he got down between her legs.
I was actually standing up now in the row and directing the action. There were people behind us trying to watch the movie? They were there, but no one was complaining because I was standing. It was interesting, that tight twat that only I had enjoyed so far took him in, that huge cock, and without complaint.
I was surprised because I was thinking that I would be hearing some moans and groans from her as he somehow managed to stuff it in. But she took him though in the dark of the theater I could not really see her face since he was blocking the light from the screen.
My memory is a little vague of what happened next but I remember that the only guys to enter her tight twat were that other guy and I. Then a black guy, not the one who had the popcorn, I don’t know what happened to him, came over and said to me that he had an apartment nearby, ‘right on Colfax Avenue,' and we could take her there.
She had not come in with me, but the way I had worked it, everyone thought she belonged to me and I planned to keep it that way.
Incredibly, she agreed, and as I watched, she pointed at three or four of us and said, “’ll take you, and you, and you.”
Of course I was a ‘you,’ as well as giant cock and the black guy who had made the invitation. I couldn’t believe it, but we gathered outside, and I was making sure to stay close, and she drove her own car as we followed the black guy to his apartment. Big cock rode with me.
Oh boy the conversation that went on as I drove, following her as she followed the owner of the apartment. Mostly, I did the talking as he could not believe it as I revealed that I, like he, did not know her, but I planned to go on letting the other guys think she was with me in order to protect her in case things got out of hand.
Also, in the back of my mind I was thinking, maybe sometime in the future I could get my wife to try him, but he was downright ugly in the face. My wife was used to me being out late at times and was safely at home this night.
Upstairs, my theater gal stripped down in his combination living room and kitchen, (we never saw his bedroom) and just as I had suspected, she had an incredibly firm and fine body, maybe five six, firm Bs, and a really great ass. Her skin was perfect, tight all over and without a blemish.
At that moment, out of maybe five people, I forget the exact number, she was the only person with all the clothes off. Surprisingly, she seemed not the least bit shy or embarrassed at being bare-assed.
Who was she? Why was she doing this? Taking a chance on strangers and coming into a stranger’s apartment with us at almost four in the morning? I like to think that she was feeling safe with me being there since I had sort of 'taken charge' right from the beginning.
I think she sensed the others thought she was with me and went along, perhaps in order to feel safe.
I think I really fucked up because I never asked her for a number or way to make further contact. But she wanted to play, and black readers, you might not like what I am going to relate, but truth in my stories is paramount.
She never fucked the black guy whose apartment we were in. I had screwed, sort of, the black guy with the popcorn, and now the next black guy, willing to be screwed by the beautiful woman, did not get screwed. By him. But it was his fault.
I know, I know, our black readers and many of the whites want to read about how black cock did its thing, but I refuse to change my history telling.
I’ll explain. Our lovely lady had a fantasy, and tonight, or this morning, she badly wanted that fantasy fulfilled. Her fulfillment was to have both her pussy and ass being filled, at the same time! I did not know what her fantasy was at that time, I learned it when she yelled it out. (later in this story).
I was in her first, but held off on having my second orgasm of the evening in her since I knew this might take a while. A few minutes later, there she was, down on the carpet and mounted on Mr. Big Cock. Something strange about her I might add. She never once made a comment about how big he was, or how good it was feeling. Maybe it was because she did not want to make the rest of us feel inadequate.
But now she was on top of my newly made friend, Mr. Big cock, she was halfway down over his shaft, but just holding there and not pumping. Yes readers, I made sure to get low behind her for a moment and take in the view. Her ass by the way, really really looked good in that pose.
The stretching of her lips? Oh shit.
But she wanted another cock, in her ass! I was willing to oblige as I, naked on the lower half as three fully dressed men watched, got onto my knees behind her and began pushing. Oh her anus was so cute. Little and clean and unwrinkled, but I couldn’t get it in!
Why? Yes, it was tight, but my buddy with the big cock was so big and filling her pussy so full that there was no room in her anus for me.
What? What, you say? No room in her anus? But the other guy is in her pussy, so what gives? Her ass would not give enough to accept my cock. I tried. I pushed my medium-sized head into her, and got pushed out. His cock had her so filled that the wall between her anus and pussy was being pushed out and leaving no room for another penis.
I even tried using the foreskin method I have called ‘shoehorn’ for decades. Can’t get your heel into a new shoe because it’s so tight? Just insert that metal spoon shaped object called a shoehorn between your heel and the shoe and you slip right on in. Even though you have, in effect, made the fit tighter by introducing the horn, the slippery surface allows you to slide.
It wasn’t working. I tried two or three times. Then I asked her to rise up and off his cock in order to create room for me to go into her ass. So she did, and I did, and it was feeling so good. I had full penetration! I gave her two or three strokes, and then she pushed her yummy pussy back down over him, and since I was not completely hard, or completely buried at that instance, I forget which, it pushed me out of her ass!
(Readers, when I say I don't remember, remember that this is a true story and I am trying to tell it as I remember. If I was making it up, I could easily fill in the blanks as I fill in her holes).
I got it back in, and then, when she went down over him, I stayed in but only because by now I was having some trouble keeping a hard on. Unusual for me for sure but it was like 5 or 6 in the morning. I looked over at the three other guys, and focusing on the black guy who owned the apartment, and who for some reason was staying over in his kitchen area instead of being close, I invited him to try. Readers, I swear, he shook his head ‘no.’
Maybe he was afraid to have other men, all white, see him naked, maybe. Or possibly because Mr. big cock was so large and hard, he didn’t want to be compared, so was declining a chance to fuck this lovely woman. Possibly he was worried about catching something, but this was before the AIDS scare had really taken hold so there was a cure....for everything else.
And then she yelled it out. “Isn’t my fantasy going to happen? Can’t somebody get it in?”
That line, I distinctly remember her saying.
I was still inside her but mostly soft now, and becoming discouraged. But I had to do something! I felt that I was basically responsible for this woman and her being here. Saying “Wait,” I went into the bathroom and washed my cock in the sink. When I returned, she was pumping over him but slowly. His boner was bone hard. There was no way that she wanted him to cum, not right now.
Of course they had already climaxed together in the theater. “It’s clean,” I said to her, "so suck it for a minute.” Though she so far had not sucked any cock, I was pretty sure she would do so now. I kneeled down in front of her and she sucked, right there while Mr. big cock watched from six inches below.
She was doing a fine job, loving on my cock actually, and I like to think, admiring it as it became rock hard and stayed that way.
Now completely hard and freshly inspired, I got behind her and once again asked her to go up, way up, and off that cock. She did, and in I went into that cute little ass. Now, pushing as deep and hard as possible into her, I told her to slowly repeat slowly go back down over that beautiful cock that she so enjoyed, I am sure, but had never expressed herself vocally about it.
She did, and as I felt his prick filling her and shoving through that wall and against my prick, (I could actually feel it pushing the wall out and against one side of my shaft as he moved up), I stayed hard, no pumping, and held my ground. At last! She finally had two hard cocks buried into her at the same time. But we had a problem. One of us three was going to have to do some pumping.
Mr. Big cock was being sort of restricted by us being over him. She couldn’t really do the moving to any great extent, so it was up to me. I had to pump, and somehow keep his cock from forcing me out. It worked. By staying as deep as possible, never coming back far enough to where my cock would bend and give under pressure, I pumped.
Three inches, very carefully, I pumped, never coming back more than that.
I knew that under other circumstances it might have felt better to her if I was fucking her anal sphincter muscles (the entrance) with the head of my cock. But I had no choice but to keep it deep.
Shit that was a tight fit! How was she managing to take this? All I knew was, if this was feeling this good to me, then she should be going crazy under me and over him. Finally it happened. This woman, until now so cool and quiet in her demeanor, began cumming, and I mean hard.
But what happens dear readers when a woman cums, and hard? Yes, her pussy contracts, her anus contracts, and with each contraction, half inch by half inch, she was forcing me out! I fought it. I quit stroking and I pushed back, my cock was staying hard, but she, it was her now, was pushing me out.
Her pussy quit contracting about the time my last inch was pushed out. We had succeeded. She finished moaning, giggled, and said, “I think you coming out a little at a time made it feel even better!”
I really don't know readers if she was aware that I had been trying not to come back and her pussy had actually pushed me out.
My reaction? “Get on your back for me.”
I was hard as a rock, granite rock. The fact that Mr. Big cock had not orgasmed, this time, was shoved aside, but I think he knew me now and was trusting that he would get to finish....later.
She did, bless her heart, or some other part of her body. She actually pulled herself up and off that huge cock and rolled onto her back and opened up to me. As three men watched, I think there were still three left besides me, I not only fucked her, I made love to her.
Flash! Headlines! Women readily dismounts from a huge cock and opens herself for one slightly above average in size!
I didn't care that they were watching as I changed this from a totally physical gang bang into something a bit romantic.
How does a woman keep a huge cock like that inserted into her for a long period of time and yet feel so snug for me? I don’t know, she had a magic pussy perhaps, but I loved on her, I slobbered on her a little, I tongue kissed her and caressed her firm body and perfect skin with my hands, I breathed into her ear, and I fucked that fine pussy like it was to be my last chance. And it was.
For a little while, maybe eight to ten minutes, we were alone, or so it seemed. She was into me as I was into her. She came with me, and it was a pretty good one for her I think because I saw a hint of tears in her eyes as we laid together and kissed afterward. This time I went a bit easier on the slobbery kisses. Her hands continued to caress my back and my firm ass, and we were one with each other.
You have read my other stories perhaps, and you know that often I write about how the big cock wins out, but this time I think I had won out, with her. Well, maybe for a little while I had.
But Mr. Quiet Big cock was smilingly and quietly sitting beside us and watching, and he was still big. As I got off he got on and bathed his cock in my warm cum. She sighed, and round two, no make that three for them began. She had taken him fully in the theater and been quiet in her orgasm. She had been taking him in the front while I was fucking her in the rear and she had climaxed, and again, despite how good it had been, she had been fairly quiet.
Now she was, finally, letting it all out. I like to think that I had warmed her up for him, hee hee. As the three of us watched, Mr. big cock was fucking her. I will give him credit; he was fucking her like I would probably do if I was in possession of such a hunk of meat. He was giving it to her fully, slow and steady, and she was responding. I took heart though in the fact that he was not kissing her, nor was she him.
To be honest, he was the opposite of handsome in the face and probably did not turn her on that much. Or maybe his cock was, because now she was fucking up at him and moaning. Was her orgasm any better with him than it had been with me as I had loved on her? It probably was, physically, but mentally I think I had won the fight.
I don't remember, honestly, what happened to the two or three guys that had came along but did not fuck her. They either left before or after we did. Again, I think they believed she belonged to me.
When I walked her outside, I was surprised to see that it was totally daylight. Sunday morning.
She drove off, and alone. I had made friends with the man who had very tightly shared her lower half with me, and there is another story there, about his cock and what I helped him do with it at a later date. But that is another story to write. I don’t remember his name and will probably have to make one up in a future story.
Who knows? Maybe while making up a name, I might hit upon the real one. Hey Mr. Big Cock, are you still out there? Maybe in Denver? If so, I’ll bet you have enjoyed reading this.
That woman really was very attractive and I must say that despite the way she had acted that night and morning starting with the theater, she seemed to be a very classy lady. I still kick myself for that, not asking her for future contact, maybe a number. But there is a good chance that she would not have given it out. After all, she had been wearing a big set of rings.
True readers. TRUE!
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