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     Was a most amazing theater.  Circular, its perimeter was a

ring of spotlighted alcoves under columned arches, in the style

of a medieval church.  Also well lit, but less brightly, was the

main floor.  It was terraced like a small stadium with a round

playing field; everyone in it was easily visible, and every

surface was heavily padded. 



     Patrons were lounging, talking, relaxing.  But this was no

ordinary club, for the only clothing worn was decorative.  No one

hid their genitals, buttocks, or breasts.  They were in couples

or small groups. Some were stroking one another, or masturbating. 

On the far side of the arena some young couples were fucking

slowly on the padded benches. 



     In each alcove was a woman or man or couple or group, turned

on and displaying themselves for all to see.  Some were quite

frenzied in the passion before orgasm, and as I looked around the

alcoves, a few could be seen cumming.  I had a rock hard on. 

Never had I seen so many people enjoying themselves so

shamelessly.  The performers would orgasm, and soon rejoin the

audience, to be replaced by others. 



     In one alcove, a large closed-circuit TV magnified a plain

glass dish.  Several men had cum in it, some of whom now lay

watching.  A girl stood in the center of the alcove, moving

slowly, heavily.  She was tall with large features, was deeply

tanned, and just verging on too-large.  A pack of batteries was

strapped to her waist, from which a wire led to her nude

completely shaved peach slit.  She was breathing deeply, covered

with perspiration, her breasts heaving.  In the bright lights, a

clear glistening trail could be seen running down her thigh and

leg.   Now she turned the vibrator higher, inhaled sharply and

ground her hips forward.  Her movement shook the dish on the TV

screen so you could see the glittering semen.  She leaned back

against an elevated platform to steady herself; I was fascinated

by the voluptuous spread of her soft buttocks against the

platform, and the delicate jiggle of her large nipples. 



     She spread her legs apart and we all saw the end of the

inserted vibrator.  She touched a finger to the contents of the

glass dish, and slowly coated in turn her left and right nipples

and their large, dark aureole, then her puffed labia with a

liberal coating, then her mouth and lips.  From the next alcove

entered a couple.  The boy had been sucked for quite a while and

was about to cum.  The girl held his penis over the glass dish,

and with a few expert strokes added large drops of his hot semen

to the mixture. 



     After he recovered, the couple rejoined the audience.  The

voluptuous woman turned up the vibrator again; her spread vagina

was quivering at the edge of orgasm.  She lifted the newly

replenished dish and poured some of its contents on her

protruding clitoris, then sipped the remainder to hold in her

mouth.  The audience drew closer to watch.  Her orgasm began with

several rapid contractions and a loud groan.  She slid lower as

she reflexively pulled her knees up, and closed her eyes tightly,

her long hair matted against her sweaty shoulders and the cum on

her face.  The contractions became slower but stronger; she sped

up the vibrator for a second, and an incredible squeeze hid the

vibrator, turned her anus into a dark puckered tuft, and gushed

honey down her buns and onto her thighs.  Her nipples were bumpy

and rock rigid as her breasts heaved.  A creamy trickle on her

chin betrayed the liquid she held in her mouth. 



     Eventually the contractions abated, and she threw her head

back, resting on her elbows on the platform.  The girl whose

lover had provided the last contribution to the glass dish had

been masturbating as she watched; now she rose and went to the

performer, who was still having mild contractions.  Bending

forward exposed her finger still rubbing her own clit as she

leaned to kiss the voluptuous woman deeply.  She was trying to

get the cum into her own mouth, but succeeded mainly in covering

both their faces with it.  As I turned my attention elsewhere,

the girl was returning to kiss her lover with now very slippery

lips, and the voluptuous woman had turned the vibrator up again

and was rising toward another climax. 

 

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     In another alcove, a well-built blonde was being

gang-banged.  She reclined on pillows, her arms shackled to the

stone wall behind her, knees pulled upward and apart by padded

rings on ropes.  Her position splayed her ample breasts, and

there was a dark wet area on the padding between her buttocks, so

wet it glistened.  Like a boxer between rounds, an older woman

was wiping her face while another mopped her shaved, swollen

vagina.  She squeezed hard, ejecting the last liquid over her

delicate anus, as the old woman cleaned her and applied more

lubricant. 



     Now into the spotlight walked a couple.  His wet erection

and her wet reddened mouth spoke of their preparation.  The girl

held his cock, and moved to sit next to the blonde woman,

snuggled against her hip.  She led the penis she had fellated so

that the tip touched the blonde's clit and rubbed it up and down. 

The blonde began to respond, which turned the girl on.  She held

his cock at its base and guided it into the blonde, fucking her

with it as she studied the blonde's reactions.  The guy acquired

his own motivation, and began to move powerfully, while his girl

pressed against the imprisoned blonde to feel her movements, her

hand still holding the base of his penis.  Soon the girl's face

showed she was feeling the throbs of his cumming, and she reached

now with both hands to cradle his pulsations while the blonde

wiggled against her.  Now she urged him to withdraw, knelt and

carefully and slowly licked the juices from his declining penis. 

The blonde, not having cum, was very hot; when the old women

began to wipe her, she motioned them quickly away. 



     A man with a very large hard-on was next in line.  He walked

directly to her, put his hands on her knees, and slid easily into

her well lubricated opening in one long stroke that filled her

vagina and opened her eyes wide.  He pumped her so vigorously her

breasts bobbed in rhythm.  He spoke her name as he tirelessly

pumped his massive organ, wet as he withdrew it on each long

stroke between her wet and oiled lips.  She began to grind her

hips to increase the force even more; her body tensed, her

nipples stood out, she strained against her restraints.  She

yelped as she came, and he stopped for a moment to feel her

throbbing.  Then he resumed pumping, she still climaxing.  Now,

as his face showed he was near orgasm, he pulled out and knelt

beside her, pressing his about-to-explode horse cock against her

face with both hands.  She became even more excited, struggling

vainly to reach it with her hands.  We watched his cock swell in

a final spasm, then pulsating shots of semen hit her face, her

hair.  He twisted to deposit large dollops on her belly and her

quivering breasts. As his orgasm faded, he milked several drops

onto a nipple.  Then he bent to kiss her, and as he left the two

attendants returned to prepare the still-undulating body for

another ride. 

 

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     Having moved close to observe the action, several of us were

crowded together.  I felt other bodies; I was realizing the

fantasy I have when I purposely rub against women in a crowded

saloon.  Soft breasts and buttocks brushed my skin, and my

erection touched some of them.  A woman whose butt my hard-on had

pressed against turned and gave it a squeeze, smiled at me, then

walked on.  I moved beside a short young woman and looked down at

ample, well-stuffed bosoms and a healthy sprinkling of freckles

in her cleavage.  Her nipples were erect; quite small for the

size of her breasts and very red, like strawberries.  I turned

and pretended to accidentally touch her, but as I did she took my

arm and held the back of my hand to her warm belly, pressing a

rounded breast into my arm.  I pulled her away from the crowd and

found a space on the padding, watching her buttocks undulate as I

walked behind her. 



     When we were sitting, she pulled a pill bottle from her bag. 

They were 'Ludes, she explained, and poured out two of them for

each of us.  We watched each other's faces as we swallowed them. 

We talked and touched hands for a while, and then the drug began

to loosen us like a few stiff drinks.  We sat facing and reached

to one another's genitals.  She studied my penis as she held it,

looked up to see the expression on my face.  A couple next to us

were masturbating each other with lubricant; we asked to borrow

some.  The woman produced a bottle and handed it to the freckled

girl, who began to rub some on me. 



     This woman was a tall, slender strawberry blonde; her long

hair was quite disheveled and she was covered with sweat.  Her

man was a well-muscled middle aged fellow sitting cross-legged

with his stout, heavily-veined penis standing proud and

glistening with lubricant, bobbing as it throbbed.  She stared at

the freckled girl with large gray eyes.  While her man continued

to grip her with his thumb on her clit and two fingers in her

pussy, she reached to help the freckled girl grease my penis. 



     Her hands began to stray, stroking the freckled girl, who

closed her eyes and became absorbed in the stroking.  Now she

pulled the freckled girl to lie beside her, then took my arm and

pulled me to lie beyond, facing her and the freckled girl.  The

woman turned on her side, and her man, who had lost the

stimulation she was giving him with her hands, mounted her from

behind.  I could see on her face when his penis filled her.  As

she became more amorous, she began to masturbate both of us. 

Panting a bit, she bent close to the freckled girl's ear.  In a

husky whisper, she told the girl that she would fill her with my

cock, and that she wanted to feel us cum. 



     She lifted the girl's leg, revealing her finger on the

girl's clit and the girl's swollen vagina.  Reaching between the

girl's legs, she pulled my cock near the honey-covered pussy and

stroked us both, expertly.  She said she wanted to watch my face

when I cum, and for me to watch her, and know she was filled with

a hard cock.  She said she had cum several times on this cock

already, but her pussy was squeezing it now, pulsating on it as

she spoke, and she was getting hot again.  It was having people

to feel, she said, to touch as they squirm and spasm in orgasm,

that was tingling her.  As I looked into her eyes, she moved my

throbbing penis into the girl. 



     I felt the hot wetness sliding over me as I leaned back to

fill her completely, the blonde woman's hand now on the base of

my penis behind my balls.  I could tell the girl had been

fucking; she felt soft and open, already wetted with semen.  



     The blonde woman was getting quite high, and her face had a

look of desperate pleasure.  She was looking directly into my

eyes, and her hand was pressing warmly and firmly on the base of

my cock as she moved me in and out of the ample girl.  She lifted

her leg high so I could see her man's cock moving in her, and

told us she was going to cum on the hard penis that was pumping

her, and hoped we would pleasure her with the feeling of our

cumming. 



     Her face began to tremble as she was tensing for an orgasm. 

She urged my cock deep into the girl, and pushed her thumb to the

girl's anus.  The girl put her arms around me and pulled herself

hard against me, and I felt her vagina open and then throb

sharply on me.  It was all I could take.  My cum rose quickly and

spurted into the girl.  The blonde looked at me as she felt my

cock spasming, then half-closed her eyes to savor my throbs as

she jerked with the first pulsation of her own orgasm.  And as my

orgasm continued, I saw the blonde's purple vagina throb on her

man's large penis, and then his pulsations, and creamy semen

began to seep from her as her eyes released me and slowly closed. 

It seemed the two women pulsated in concert, hungry suckling to

extract the cream from the firm warm organs filling them.



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