Chapter 1

The man on the movie screen had the biggest cock Lucy had ever seen in her life. It was a really stiff one, too, she realized, the kind of dick that was so hard it hurt to be fucked by it. Blood-engorged blue veins rose from the gleaming pink shaft. The knob was fat and swollen and purplish, and cream dripped from its tip.

"Oh, fuck," Lucy whispered. The thirty-six year old English teacher sat in the back row of the seedy downtown movie theater, staring wide-eyed at the screen as the actor rubbed his throbbing, spewing prick. Helplessly, her round little ass squirmed on the theater seat as she stroked her wet pussy through her jeans.

Watching the movie made her feel as horny as a bitch in heat. They said that women weren't aroused by hard-core porn, but she knew now from personal experience that that simply wasn't true. Her cunt was so wet that her fuck-juices had soaked the crotch of her panties. Every inch of her curly-haired pussy-mound ached and burned and throbbed. In the hour since she'd entered the theater, Lucy had already come once without touching herself, staring at the men on the screen with their huge, stiff cocks.

Now a woman entered the picture. She was naked and skinny and cheap-looking. Lucy was sure she was just a slut - who else but a filthy whore would allow herself to be seen in a movie like this? But she stroked her pussy that much faster, waiting anxiously to see what the woman would do.

The woman sat on the bed next to the man. The man smiled at her. Without ceremony, without a word spoken between them, the woman wrapped her fist around the cum-swollen shaft of the man's enormous dick. She started to beat his meat for him, moving her hand in a blur up and down his long, thick prick.

"Oh, God damn it ... " Lucy's huge tits jiggled in her blouse as she wriggled her ass on the seat. She glanced swiftly around the theater to make sure no one was watching her. Then she unzipped her jeans and thrust her hand under her bikini panties, groaning as she shamelessly massaged her dripping cunt.

"Suck him off," she hissed. Lucy managed to work two fingers into the clasping, gurgling slit of her pussy. She gasped as she began to jack off, heaving her rounded asscheeks off the seat. "Oh, yes, suck him," she whispered. "I want to see it. Suck his dick. Oh, suck it, oh God ... "

The woman on the screen opened her mouth wide and took the heart-shaped knob of the man's cock between her full, moist lips. Lucy watched excitedly as a flush spread through the woman's cheeks, as her lips compressed in a tight circle around the man's throbbing dick.

Then the woman began to suck him off. Up and down her head moved, fucking her throat with the length of his bursting cock. Her fingers closed around the thick base of his cock. She jacked him off as she sucked, tugging his cock-shaft into her mouth.

Back at home in the suburbs, Lucy knew her teenage daughter was probably wondering where she'd gone. There was work to be done around the house, too, and she had high school papers to correct for the next day. It was getting late in the afternoon. She'd only intended to stay in the theater a little while, to see what a dirty movie was like. It was high time to be getting home.

But she knew she wasn't going anywhere. Lucy had been so horny since her husband had passed away a year ago. It was said that a woman's sexual desires diminished when she didn't fuck regularly, but that wasn't true for her either.

It had gotten to the point where she fingerfucked her hot pussy three times a day, daydreaming about men and their long, throbbing cocks. Recently, she'd even begun to think about some of the handsome boys she taught in her high school.

Lucy knew she was going to get laid soon, and she knew she wouldn't have any trouble finding a real stud who could fuck her the way she liked it - good and hard. She was thirty-six years old now, with a daughter who was nearly full grown, but her good looks hadn't deteriorated one iota.

Her tits were still full and firm and very big - so large that they jiggled in her bra when she walked, with fat, red nipples that poked through whatever she wore and made men stare at her on the street. She had nice, long legs, a slender waist and a perfectly shaped ass. There were laugh-lines around her mouth, but she didn't have to dye her long, wavy blonde hair, and she was still as gorgeous as she'd ever been.

Certainly, she wouldn't have had any trouble seducing any of the men crowding the theater. Nor would she have been refused by this handsome, well-endowed man on the screen.

Who, Lucy realized, was about to come. His cock was throbbing and jerking violently as the woman sucked it, and her face looked completely stuffed with the thickness of his prick. Her cheeks were flushed and puckered as she expertly licked and kissed and sucked.

"Oh, God," Lucy whimpered. She stabbed her fingers rhythmically into the dark-haired slit of her pussy, wincing as she watched the screen. "Do it to him! Suck his dick! Oh, fuck it, oh, Christ ... "

Suddenly, the woman on the screen took the man's cock out of her mouth. His prick twitched painfully as she grabbed it with both hands and savagely jerked him off, as hard and as fast as she could.

Then he came. A gusher of thick, gooey cum spurted from the purplish knob of his prick, shooting all over his chest and belly and the woman's hands. The woman tightened her grip and jerked him off even harder, milking all of the jism out of his hairy balls.

The cum kept squirting out of his spongy cock-head, one torrential gusher after another, as if he hadn't blown his wad in years. The woman continued to jerk him off until the last milky drips had burned out of the tip of his prick. Then she lowered her head and started sucking him off all over again, as if she could never get enough of his salty, delicious cum.

Lucy rose from the seat and pulled her fingers out of her steaming cunt. She was so horny that she forgot to zip her pants.

She had to jack off. Men turned to stare at her as she hurried down the aisle, as if they could see her fleecy cunt-hairs through the opening in her slacks, or could smell the fuck-juice on her fingers. But Lucy didn't care. All she wanted was to get to the bathroom. If she didn't come right away she was going to scream.

In the lobby, the usher stared at her as she hurried to the door marked "Ladies Only". Lucy pushed it open and entered the grimy, uncleaned bathroom. Thankfully, it was empty. She was probably the only woman in town who would ever have gone alone to a theater like this.

Lucy rushed into the nearest stall and sat on the toilet without bothering to close the door. She pulled her jeans and panties down her long, sleek legs and splayed her thighs, exposing the hairy triangle of her dripping, throbbing cunt.

A wanton moan of relief escaped her lips as she buried two fingers in the pouting, pink slit of her pussy. Lucy began to finger-fuck herself, hard and fast, anxiously stabbing her fingers in the buttery sheath of her cunt.