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duke9555 wanted to discuss old times in the David theater, among other places, where this story actually took place - over 40 years ago.
So... This is the only way I can figure out how to do that.
Join in, if you choose....
The story I wrote is a compilation of many experiences - some at the David; some at other porn theaters; and some in other parts of my life.
The "Dweeby accountant" was 100% real. The scenario leading up to him was partially real - I did get fucked which he apparently saw...
He did indeed take my clothes and go into the hallway - however, I sneaked after him, trying to be unobtrusive and I was actually terrified and angry.
However, by the time I caught up to him in the empty room and started to tell him off - my clothes were on the floor in front of him for me to kneel on - his hard cock was out - and he told me to shut the fuck up and start sucking....
Being a submissive slut - I did.
Every time somebody looked into the room he asked if they wanted to fuck my ass. No one took him up on it so, he finally fucked me, then pulling out and having me suck him off again, forcing his cum into me... (the hard fuck orgy actually happened in college after I lost a bet)
He did give me instructions to meet him the next day for lunch where he said he would use me again.
But... It was downtown Manhattan; I was not living in the City, and it was too much hassle to do that...
There were other adventures at the David plus the theater(s?) over around Chestnut Street. I wrote another tale of getting fucked while hitchhiking where I used the very large back room orgy room of a theater down around there as part of the whole scenario... Got fucked there too...
So... This is the only way I can figure out how to do that.
Join in, if you choose....
The story I wrote is a compilation of many experiences - some at the David; some at other porn theaters; and some in other parts of my life.
The "Dweeby accountant" was 100% real. The scenario leading up to him was partially real - I did get fucked which he apparently saw...
He did indeed take my clothes and go into the hallway - however, I sneaked after him, trying to be unobtrusive and I was actually terrified and angry.
However, by the time I caught up to him in the empty room and started to tell him off - my clothes were on the floor in front of him for me to kneel on - his hard cock was out - and he told me to shut the fuck up and start sucking....
Being a submissive slut - I did.
Every time somebody looked into the room he asked if they wanted to fuck my ass. No one took him up on it so, he finally fucked me, then pulling out and having me suck him off again, forcing his cum into me... (the hard fuck orgy actually happened in college after I lost a bet)
He did give me instructions to meet him the next day for lunch where he said he would use me again.
But... It was downtown Manhattan; I was not living in the City, and it was too much hassle to do that...
There were other adventures at the David plus the theater(s?) over around Chestnut Street. I wrote another tale of getting fucked while hitchhiking where I used the very large back room orgy room of a theater down around there as part of the whole scenario... Got fucked there too...
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