My visits to the adult theater continued for several years, and as I went I started to recognize the regulars. I went during the day and listened to rumors of the wild weekends when couples sometimes came, but I did not see a woman for my first several visits.
Then on a Wednesday afternoon, I was sitting in a seat midway down the middle aisle when a couple in their early or mid 60s walked in. Having trouble adjusting to the dark, they slowly made their way almost to the front of the theater and sat just a few rows ahead of me. They were barely seated when several men followed them and sat in the seats around them.
The lady was wearing a cotton dress that buttoned down the front and seemed to be motherly as she adjusted herself in her seat. It was obvious that they had been there before because within minutes a system seemed to develop. The man was her husband and he directed traffic, inviting one after another of the men to sit on her left as he remained on her right side. One by one, the men slid into the seat next to her, pulled their penises out, and then enjoyed her mastubating them. Most of the men were quick, lasting a minute or two. When they came she handed each of them a napkin.
I had already been in the theater for an hour and I had been actively playing with myself the entire time so I was already enormously horny. Several times I stopped just short of cumming. As I watched her my arousal grew even stonger. When most of the men had finished, the lady's husband motioned for me to take my place next to her, which I did. Unlike the men before me I sat down without taking my penis out and kissed her slowly. I was afraid that I might cum almost instantly. My lips travelled from her cheek to her ear and then her lips. As I kissed her I unbuttoned her dress beginning at the top.
My explorations revealed lovely breasts and as soon as I had released them (she was not wearing a bra) I slipped down and began to kiss her nipples which were huge. My attention to her breasts was obiously making her excited as she began to squirm in the seat and make heavy breathing sounds.
Her husband tapped me on the shoulder and told me to take my penis out for her, which I did. Then as I nibbled on her nipples she gripped my penis in her hand and began to manipulate it. Within a few seconds I lost control and shot streams of cum all over the place.
She laughed and her husband commented that I was just a kid. But I could tell that she was really diappointed. For some reason, cumming that day barely slowed my arousal. Without getting completely soft, my penis began to come back to life. I knew that I would be able to do it again.
Instead of getting up and walking away like the other men had done, I slipped onto the floor in front of her seat, knelt in front of her and began to unbutton the rest of her dress. She was not wearing panties. I didn't know if she would object, and I worried because she began to whisper to her husband, but when I had opened her dress, I slipped my head into her lap and began to kiss her tummy and breath gently into her pubic hair. As I did so she uttered a little gasp and opened her legs for me.
A few minutes later she had a massive orgasm making sounds that attracted the attention of everyone in the place. I slipped back into my seat grabbed my penis and began to masturbate again. As I did her husband reached over her, put his hand on mine and helped me and as he did that she started manipulating him as well. We both came at the same time. Then when we were both cum, she took my hand in hers and pressed it back into her vagina guiding my fingers skillfully until she had another orgasm.
When they left I followed them outside to the parking lot and asked if they would give me their phone number but they declined telling me that they were regulars at the theater and that I would see them again. But I never did.