The Porno Theater

Isaiah and I round the corner and head down Deuvane Street. It's only our second date but it feels like we've known each other forever.

We snuck a bottle of wine into this jazz-in-the-park thing, and then we checked out an underground karaoke bar my weird co-worker told me about. We talked about everything. It was effortless. Afterwards, we decide to buy a couple tall boys from the gas station and go for a walk.

We cut through the park and take a right at the taco place with the mural. Insects buzz the streetlights. It's eerily silent.

"I don't even know where we are anymore." I pause and look around. "Where did you take me?"

"I don't know. It's an adventure."

"I swear to God, if you get me mugged..."

We come upon a shambling porno theater stuck between a check-cashing shop and a boarded-up storefront. A tired man reads a newspaper in the dingy box office.

"Hey Taya, wanna go in?"

Isaiah winks at me.

"Totally, let's go!"

"Wait, are you serious?"

"I mean, I wasn't. But I could be. I'm pretty intrigued by 'Ass O'Plenty.'"

"Should we?"

I laugh and tug on his sleeve.

"Let's go. My treat."

I buy two tickets and we head inside. The hallway light flickers and it smells like cum. I grip Isaiah's hand and lean in.

"I feel like we're about to get murdered," I whisper.

"Bout to see someone murder that pussy."

"Oh my God."

"I thought it was funny."

"Okay, I did too."

The movie's already started. We're the only ones in theater. We sit right in the middle and kick our feet up. There's an enormous penis on the screen. It's kind of intimidating.

"Whoa! Look at that thing."

"I'm starting to feel inadequate."

I kiss his cheek and rub the crotch of his jeans.

"You are in no way inadequate."

Isaiah lifts the rickety armrest between us and we get comfortable. It's a little awkward at first. We've only had sex once, and the movie is pretty out there.

After a few minutes I start to get turned on. I rub my thighs together and touch his chest. He squeezes my shoulder. I carefully unbuckle his belt and lower his zipper. He's hard.

We both watch the screen as I slowly stroke his shaft. His skin is soft, smooth. He throbs. I grasp him tighter. He kisses my ear and touches my breast over the fabric.

"Kiss it," he says quietly.

"Kiss? Is that all you want?"

I take his cock out and quickly duck down. I massage the tip with my tongue. I move my mouth up and down rapidly while the actress on the screen does the same. He puts his hands on the back of my head and thrusts into my mouth. I swirl my tongue around his cock while he's inside me. He moans loudly.

"Oh, fuck yes... don't stop..."

My jaw aches as I move faster and faster. Isaiah's body tenses. My mouth floods with cum. I swallow it down and give him a kiss.

"Holy shit. That was amazing." He leans back and exhales deeply. "I feel like I'm gonna pass out."

"You better not, it's my turn."

"Yes, ma'am."

Isaiah tugs down the strap of my dress and exposes my bare breast. I look behind me and startle.

"Oh my God, when did that guy get here?"

Isaiah peeks back discreetly. There's a man sitting in the back corner, staring at the screen. He's wearing sunglasses and isn't paying any attention to us.

"How can he see with those things?"

"Maybe he's blind."

"Do you want me to stop?"

"I didn't say that..."

He traces his fingertips around my areola until my nipples are flushed and hard. He carefully kneels on the gummy floor and puts his head under my dress. He pulls my damp underwear to the side and licks my clitoris. He probes me with his fingers and presses against my g-spot. His stubble tickles my thighs.

I open my eyes and notice the man is watching me. I'm embarrassed at first. But I keep looking. He's cute. Much better looking than I would have expected. I notice his right arm moving furiously. I casually pull down the front of my dress. I close my eyes and play with my breasts. I can feel his gaze.

Isaiah grabs my ass with both hands and forces his tongue deeper inside me. I clench my thighs and he goes harder. I call out his name as I climax. He brings his lips to my ears.

"I have to have you. Right now."

I hold his face in my hands and kiss him. We stand up. The man is gone. We put ourselves back together as we run out, stifling our laughs. The man in the box office doesn't look up.

Isaiah pulls me into a long dark alley next to theater. The other end is closed off with a chain-link fence. I accidentally kick the dumpster, and a cat howls and runs off.

We kiss passionately, like we're the only people in the world. I fumble with his pants. He yanks my panties down, throws them to the side, and spins me around. I press my palms against the brick wall and spread my legs.

Isaiah drops his pants with a clank. He rubs me until I'm wet and rams his cock in. He pulls my ponytail and fucks me hard.

I hear a noise and look back. The man from the theater is holding Isaiah by the throat and rolling his balls in the palm of his hands. Isaiah digs his nails into my skin and moans in ecstasy.

I turn around and Isaiah enters me again from the front. He shoves my back against the wall. Pins my wrists above my head. Pulls my hips into him. Fucks me until my ass is bouncing off the brick.

The man spits on his hand and penetrates him. Grabs fistfuls of hair. Isaiah presses me harder into the wall. I gasp for air. They thrust at the same time, and it's so dark I can barely see their faces.

I hang on tight and let my body relax. I reflexively grunt as they bear into me. I cum, hard, and nuzzle into Isaiah's neck while they finish.

The man leaves silently. His feet don't make a sound. My knees buckle, my legs wobble. I can barely stand. Isaiah crouches and motions for me to climb on his back. I wrap my legs around him and hold on tight. He gets up and adjusts my weight. I kiss his neck.

"I'm usually not a threesome-with-a-stranger-on-the-second-date kind of girl. I hope you're not getting the wrong idea."

"Really? That's too bad. You should see what I have planned for the next one."

Originally published in "Stories To Bang By, Vol. 31: Dudes"