In the 70s, before video players, if you wanted to see
hard core, the adult theater was the place to go. I
have watched those grainy, black and white stag films
before but never an adult film in color.
One night I decided to get up enough nerve to drive to
the nearest adult theater. I parked some distance away
and quickly walked to the theater. Upon entering the
theater, I stood in the aisle waiting for my eyes to
adjust to the darkness.
In front of me, on the screen, was a big stud just
pulling out of a very hairy pussy. His cock dripped
with cum. I must have been caught up in the action on
the screen when I heard a voice behind me to sit down.
Walking down a couple of rows, I slid into my seat. To
my right was an older man who had his hand in his pants
Not wanting to stare, I turned back to the screen.
Shortly, the older man to my right slowly moved over to
the seat next to mine. Out of the corner of my eye I
could see he now had his cock out and was slowly
stroking it. As I started to pay more attention to him
then what was happening on the screen, he reached over
and placed his hand on my inner thigh, slowly stroking
my thigh while still stroking his cock.