Sarah was frustrated. She’d just had a fight with her boyfriend and was pissed off. Once again, they’d ended up fucking, and once again, he’d left her high and dry. When they’d first met, he had been a wonderful lover, always ensuring she had an orgasm. Now though, all he seemed to do was to put his cock inside her, pump a few times, climax, and then just roll off her. Sarah felt she was just being used as a vessel for him to unload his cum into. It was ironic that this evening’s sex was supposed to be ‘making up’ sex; it certainly hadn’t felt like anything special to her.She’d tried many times to talk to him about it, but he refused to even discuss it with her. It had been like this for months. She could barely remember the last time he’d gone down on her; the last time he’d made her cum. Often she’d end up going into the bathroom afterward to play with her neglected pussy until she’d make herself cum. But that had gotten old, and now she just ended up pissed off that he had so little concern for her needs, hardly a state of mind conducive to masturbation. So, it had been weeks since she’d had an orgasm. He seemed more interested in watching the TV or going out with the boys.Tonight, she had just left, storming out of their apartment to wander the dark streets alone. Although their apartment was nice, and safe enough, less than a mile away was a rather sleazy commercial district. That is exactly where Sarah found herself when she finally stopped fuming long enough to look around.Right across the street from where she stood was a porno theater. She remembered once, long ago when Jack and she had gone there together. In the almost empty theater, they’d actually brought each other off with their hands while watching the flick.The memory made her sad and reminded her just how sexually unsatisfied she was. She surprised herself by thinking about going in. All she wanted to do was to be somewhere where she could be alone in her misery. She remembered the dark theater. She could sit in the dark, totally unseen by anyone else. Besides, it wasn’t exactly safe to be out here on these streets alone. Some guy leaned out of the window of a passing car and whistled at her. As she watched the car’s brake lights come on as it turned at the next corner, she quickly made up her mind, hurriedly crossing the street and entering the building.A guy sat behind the counter and lurid posters covered the walls as she hesitated. “What ya need, babe?” he slurred, and she quickly plunked down the money for a ticket. She followed the hall back to the double doors of the theater. As she entered the large screen on her right went black and she found herself in complete darkness.After a moment, during which she thought about turning around and leaving, a new reel started up and the light from the screen allowed her to see her surroundings. On her left were steps up to a balcony. To her right were long rows of empty seats. There seemed to be only two isolated men in the large theater. A sign at the steps to the balcony stated ‘Couples Only’ and knowing that it would be even darker up there, Sarah started Bolu Escort up the steps.As she found a seat to one side about four rows up, the movie started. Looking around she realized that she had the balcony all to herself. “Perfect,” she whispered to herself.The movie had very little plot, and lousy acting, as it quickly led into the first sex scene. A young-looking girl was being seduced by an older man. As she watched Sarah let her mind wander back to her lousy relationship. On the giant screen in front of her, she watched as the guy undressed the girl and then started to use his tongue on her. “Oh… how nice…” Sarah whispered, without realizing that she’d spoken aloud.It’d been far too long since she’d had oral done to her. Soon the girl was thrashing around, moaning in pleasure as the screen showed every detail of his tongue probing her young cunt. Sarah squeezed her thighs together as she felt herself becoming horny.She wondered if she should in fact get up and leave, but decided not to, after all, who could see her in here? And besides, she was becoming far too horny to want to leave just yet. She felt the heat rising between her legs as the couple on the screen began to fuck. She was getting wet.She wondered if she could get away with rubbing herself here in the darkness of the theatre. The very thought of masturbating inside a movie theatre horrified her and yet strangely thrilled her at the same time. After a few moments of debate, all the time getting more and more turned on, Sarah’s hands crept down between her legs.She didn’t take her eyes off the action on the screen as she raised her skirt toward her stomach, leaving her panties exposed. The scene had changed as another couple was now undressing each other. Again, the guy moved down between the girl’s outstretched legs. Sarah watched as the guy’s tongue started teasing the girl’s clitoris. God, how she wished it was her clit being licked by that tongue right now. She was so horny!Sarah slowly slipped the fingers of her right hand under the elastic band of her panties. Even though she was alone on the balcony, she moved slowly and quietly, trying not to draw any attention to herself as she did so. She slowly moved her fingers down toward her moist vagina.When her fingers touched her clitoris, it sent a thrill right through her. It’d been so long since anyone, even herself, had touched her there.Feeling braver, Sarah slipped her fingers back out of her panties and raised her butt off the seat, high enough to allow her to slip her underwear over her hips. She carefully pulled them all the way off and put them in her purse next to her. Raising her skirt again she moved her fingers back to her vagina.Sarah started playing with her clit, softly tugging at it with her fingers. She didn’t need to start slow as her clit had been hard even since she’d watched that first girl getting eaten out. She was enjoying the feeling of her fingers on her clitoris; they were now wet from her juices as she began to slowly rub the entire length of her outer vagina lips. Then, she carefully began Bolu Escort Bayan to insert her middle finger inside herself, at the same time, using her thumb to massage her clit gently and slowly.She wanted this enjoyment to last as long as possible. Sarah felt incredibly naughty doing this in the dark theater, and that feeling was making her even more excited. Besides, unless she played with herself, she was not going to have anyone’s fingers playing with her like this for god knew how long.Sarah closed her eyes as she felt her vaginal muscles gripping her finger like a tiny cock. Warm feelings were pulsing from her vagina to the pit of her stomach. Carefully and slowly, Sarah slid down on the seat so that her thighs were now spread wide apart, allowing her to insert a second finger inside herself. She had to bite her lip to stop from moaning out loudly with pleasure as she felt her vagina being filled with her wet fingers. She was thinking of when her boyfriend used to be a kind and caring lover, using his tongue, hands, and cock to bring her to mind-blowing orgasms. Her full attention was on the pleasure she was giving herself as she slowly plunged her finger in and out of herself.A sudden instinct caused her to open her eyes, and there two rows in front of her, turned in his seat looking back at her, sat a man. Sarah froze in terror at being caught with her fingers shoved deep inside her. She’d never even heard him arrive. Pulling her skirt down quickly she sat up. Her face was burning with embarrassment at being caught like this. He turned back to the screen. Sarah grabbed her purse and stood to go.When she got out into the aisle, Sarah hesitated. She looked at the big screen. Once again, it showed a man with his tongue rapidly flicking a girl’s clit. The girl was desperately jacking his impossibly huge cock as she appeared on the brink of orgasm. The action was hot, and so was Sarah. She felt a wet, warm trickle run down the inside of her thigh. Her legs were shaking, and she couldn’t determine if it was because of her horror at being discovered, or her desperate need to cum. The guy who’d seen her hadn’t been threatening, she reasoned, he’d just been watching. And god how bad she wanted to get her hands back on her needy cunt!Instead of leaving, Sarah moved across the balcony and into another seat. As she sat down, her pulse racing, it struck her that the fact that someone had seen her was actually adding to her level of excitement. Mere seconds passed before her hands were again traveling down between her legs. She marveled at the realization that she was apparently a closet exhibitionist. She remembered, back in college, getting a thrill out of giving teasing peeks of her body to the guy she and two other girls shared an apartment with, but she’d never thought of herself that way.Sarah kept her eyes open as she slowly slipped first the middle and then the index fingers of her right hand back into her soaking wet vagina. The heat and moisture amazed her and in just a few moments she was again plunging her fingers in and out, sending Escort Bolu little waves of pleasure through her body. Her left hand now joined in, her fingers gently massaging around her throbbing clit. Soft little moans escaped her lips as her excitement grew.Sarah glanced over at the other occupant of the balcony. He was looking over his shoulder at her. She kept her eyes on him, without being too obvious, as her hands continued ministering to her needy cunt.Glancing back at her again, the man rose from his seat and moved silently into the aisle. Was it her imagination or was there a huge bulge in the front of his pants? Sarah watched him as he slowly moved into the row immediately in front of her, stopping just two seats to her left, and looking down at her. She had not slumped as far down in her seat, nor had she raised her skirt as high as before, but Sarah knew the placement and movement of her hands must have been obvious to the man. Her hands slowed but did not stop their movements. “What the hell,” she thought, “he already knows what I’m doing.”She couldn’t believe that she was continuing to masturbate with this complete stranger only a few feet away and looking at her, but Sarah felt more and more excited as she continued. “God, I am a pervert,” she thought, “I’m actually getting off on him watching me!”The man sat down and immediately turned in his seat so that he could continue to watch her. Sarah was beside herself; her vaginal muscles every so often involuntarily contracting around her wet fingers, low moans escaping from her with nearly every breath. She wasn’t even glancing at the movie any longer, her eyes fixed on her personal voyeur. She realized with a start that the man had a hand in his lap, and that the hand was moving. “Oh, god,” she thought, “he’s really getting into watching me! At least someone finds me sexy!” The theater was too dark to tell if he had opened his pants, but clearly, that hand was moving over his cock.Sarah slowly, deliberately slid down in her seat. The movement forced her skirt up around her hips, uncovering her moving hands. As she watched him Sarah slowly spread her legs. The man’s eyes visibly widened, and he turned towards her even more in his seat. Sarah knew that there was enough light from the giant screen that he could see her wet fingers plunging in and out of her cunt. The thought very nearly sent her over the edge, and she had to slow the fingers on her clit to keep from cumming. Then she clearly heard the unmistakable sound of a zipper, and after a few seconds, she could discern the long slow movements of his left arm. “It’s official,” she thought, “he’s jacking off watching me!” The thought gave her another surge of excitement and a strange feeling of satisfaction.Another movement caught her eye and Sarah glanced up to see a man enter the balcony. The newcomer looked over at the two of them, seated so closely, but obviously not together. He moved towards them. Sarah reluctantly stopped her hands and smoothed her skirt down over her crotch. The first man glanced over at the newcomer but didn’t change his position.Sarah nervously realized that the second man was entering her row of seats. She held her breath as he sat just four seats over from her. “Now what?” she thought. She looked again at the first man, who didn’t seem to be at all concerned about another’s presence.