I have never been an exhibitionist. I have never wanted to just show off my body for the sake of having someone see it, however being young with a very large chest it comes with the territory. Men always looking at me regardless of my age.

Bring us to today and I have photos online showing the world what is under my clothing. All my fleshy bits and I don’t think that I ever really thought about if I enjoy people seeing me naked or I enjoy being appreciated for how I look naked. Being a bigger girl that appreciation didn’t always come easy.
I had been sleeping with this man for a while and when he asked me to fuck in a sex theatre my initial response was not a chance. Of course, the never say never voice didn’t say that it was more of an ill think about it.

Why would I want to have sex in a place full of dirty old men watching porn? All I could imagine was cummy sticky floors. The smell of bleach (not the cleaning kind. If you know you know). The heavy panting of men jerking off to some hardcore porn on the screen. The shy ones rubbing their hard cocks on the outsides of their pants while the more comfortable ones were making that slapping sound. You know the one you get with their closed hand around their cock hitting their base.

So, after a few weeks of convincing I decided I was ready to give it a go. We picked a Sunday afternoon which worked for both of us and honestly seemed like the least likely time for it to be busy. He told me he has been there a few times before and it was safe.

Now let me take a minute to describe this man. He is a lot older than I am by more than 20 years. If you know me you know I love an older man with a cock that doesn’t quit. He is pretty fit and has clearly spent time in the sun. Piercing blue eyes, almost uncomfortably striking. He is quiet and reserved. Almost like a hidden treasure for someone who likes to get fucked really well and repeatedly.

Moving on, we decide we will meet at Peaches and Cream on that Sunday to give this a try. I am pretty distinct in appearance and worried about people who know me seeing me enter this place. I put my hair in braids and I wear very little makeup, a black dress and a long grey sweater. I am wearing panties and a bra which doesn’t really make sense now that I think back to it. By the time I arrive he has already been inside and paid our entrance fee. I hang onto him like I am heading to my death. There are so many things running through my mind while he is cool calm and collected.

As we enter the back hallway, he is pointing out the different rooms to me. There are gloryhole areas and private couples’ rooms. We aren’t stopping for any of those, we are headed to the main theatre. This feeling of dread comes over me. What am I walking into? As we turn the corner to the main room I stop and take it all in. I sniff the air and there is no scent thank God. To my right there is a large flat screen with a scene of hardcore porn playing. One of those where the woman is unrealistically fit and riding a cock like her thighs weren’t about to give out. She is loud and obnoxious. Straight ahead in the middle of the room there are baskets with plastic bags in them.

On the other side of the bins there is a long black couch. To the left there is an arm chair and as I scan around the room counter clockwise it is just a sea of side-by-side couches and arm chairs. I am exaggerating because I am too far in my head to really take count of anything right now. I am still clutching onto him and my body is betraying me. I am getting aroused and begin squeezing my thighs together in anticipation of what is to come.

There is a man in the room already. He is seated directly in front of the screen. Sitting on the couch like he comes here often almost like it is home. His legs are on the sofa like he is settling in to watch a good showing of cinematic excellence. I take notice of him but I am far to nervous to really pay attention. He grabs my hand and leads me over to the three-seater sofa opposite the bins and we take a seat. To my surprise the seats are clean and have covers. There is still no smell and nothing sticky. Id like to believe it is because it was just cleaned and still early in the day.

I shimmy out of my sweater and stare at the screen. Trying to distract myself from my growing wetness. He slides his arm around me and starts squeezing my breast on the outside of my dress. I turn and we kiss while as I lay my hand on his growing bulge. It’s a friendly reminder of how thick his cock is.

I shift the straps of my bra off my shoulders and pull my tits out over the top of my dress. My nipples are so hard and the only thing keeping my tits from slipping back into my bra. He pinches one and I swear I could of cum in that moment. The excitement and nerves are almost too much. I feel him shift a bit in his seat and take his cock out. Its perfect. Thick, Cut and hard. I take a gentle grip of his cock slowly stroking it. I spread my legs and hike my dress up over my thighs and slide my hand into my lace panties. Two fingers making their way between my wet slit. I can feel the throbbing of my clit and I make sure not to make direct contact as that will send me over the edge. Those same two fingers plunge deep into my tight wet pussy and in that moment, I forget where I am. I forget I am in public and there is someone watching me stroke a cock and finger myself.

He has had enough of me stroking his cock and wants my warm mouth. He stands up from his seat and I watch him kick off his jandals (Flip Flops) and drop his shorts. He is not a man of many words but I feel his hand on the back of my head guiding me towards my treat. My greedy pussy releases my fingers as I shift to the edge of the couch. My tongue is already spreading my lips eager for the tip of his cock. He is salty and warm. My lips wrap around the swollen tip and suck. My fingers don’t come close to wrapping around his cock but I grip what I can. Slowly twirling my tongue around his throbbing knob. I am lost in a world of cock. Sucking, licking and stroking.

He pulls his cock from my mouth forcing me stand and I know he is going to fuck me now. I am suddenly rushed back to reality. Very much aware of the woman faking her orgasm on screen and the other sets of eyes on me. He guides me over to the arm of the sofa and bends me over. My warm breast making contact with the cold fake leather of the couch. I feel my lace panties hit my ankles. He pushes me further over the arm so my hands are bracing my weight on the seat. I am on my tippy toes and I feel his hard tip pressing against my entrance. There are some days when my tight pussy isn’t playing ball and entry is denied but today isn’t one of those days. I can feel my wet lips parting around his thick tip. He is pushing me further forward as he is sliding deeper inside me.

There is a relief when I have his entire length into me. I feel full and satisfied for a moment. His fingers gripping my sides thrusting in and out of me. I am moaning but muffling them because what if the people watching this porn are actually watching the porn and I am interrupting that experience. I am a fool I know. I am in heaven being fucked hard. Feeling him become more and more frenzied in his strokes. Keeping my eyes mostly closed because I really don’t want to make eye contact with who ever is watching me get fucked. My fingers are gripping the pleather as he goes harder and harder. My pussy squeezing his cock, milking him from the inside wanting to be filled with his warm load. I feel him getting close and I begin to let go. My nerves leave my body and I open my eyes, looking over my shoulder I make eye contact with a stranger that causes me to cum. Covering his cock in my juices and in the same moment he is cumming deep inside me. Thick throbbing cock coating my insides.

My fingers relax and I am slightly limp hanging over the arm . Panting and my head slowly clearing, I feel the sensation of his cock sliding out of me. The mixture of our cum dripping down my legs. He grabs some tissues and wipes up what he can before pulling my panties back up. Still catching our breathes we take a seat back down and relax for a bit watching the terrible porn on the screen. In that moment I sit there with my eyes down. I am not making eye contact with anyone.

Once we were calm we decided to leave. I stopped on the way out to buy lube because I felt bad using their place of business to fuck and not buying anything. I call it Canadian courtesy whatever.
I haven’t been back since for that but I want to go again just not sure when and with who.