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  Robbie went into the kitchen and waited while the old guy set up at the tap with his gear. He then returned to the balcony to find Tamika holding her robe open while Mark looked at her. She smiled through a blush when he met her eyes. “I’m just showing him again,” she said. “But not out here, she then said to Mark, and she stepped inside with him following, and Robbie followed too.

  “Yes it looks like the problem is with this whole pipe system,” Barker called out.

  Tamika stopped just before the kitchen doorway and edged along the wall there. She turned to face her husband and his buddy and she slipped her robe from her shoulders, letting it fall to her elbows, and then she allowed it to slip off completely. She tossed it to Robbie and bit down on her smile as she stood there completely nude.

  Robbie and Mark sat at the dining table. Tamika waited, wringing her hands in front until the old neighbor appeared at the kitchen doorway and his jaw dropped open. Her blush intensified as she met his gaze. She removed her hands from in front though and let him see her pussy.

  “Mmm, that’s nice,” he said, low and calmly. He glanced back at the table and nodded. “Very nice,” he said.

  “Would you like to stay for a beer?” Tamika asked. She walked past him. “I’ll get you one.”

  He turned to watch her in the kitchen, leaning there in the doorway. Robbie leant over the table to see. Tamika was at the fridge, peering back over her shoulder while the neighbor checked out her pussy from behind.

  “You kids do this exhibitionism a lot then?” he asked.

  “We’ve just started,” Tamika blushed, approaching and handing him his beer. “I never knew how exciting it would be,” she said to them all.

  She slipped on a frilly yellow apron and addressed the dirty dishes in the sink. Her tits were still visible easily from the side. They all watched her tight little bum as she worked. When she would bend over to put something in a lower cupboard or get the oven tray, she would look back over her shoulder. “Are you all ready for another look at it?” She was putting the oven tray back.

  The three men were in the kitchen by then. She kept her legs straight and bent at the waist.

  “Yeah that’s nice,” Barker groaned.

  “Thanks,” Tamika said sweetly. “I’m glad you like it.” She turned around and lifted her apron to show the old neighbor from the front again. He bent down to look closely at her pussy. She looked to her husband while he examined her. She held the apron up above her belly and waited while the old man had a good long look at the slick little slit between her young thighs.

  “Yes, very nice,” he declared, sitting up and then standing to finish his beer. “I should get a move on,” he said.

  His eyes rolled back to Tamika. She pulled the string behind her back and lifted the apron off. She walked to the door with the old neighbor, holding the door wide open as he left and turned for a final look from the top of the stairs. “I’ll show you again if you don’t tell anyone, Mr. Barker…”

  ****

  An hour later Tamika was standing between Robbie and Mark in line to get their cinema tickets. A few other guys were watching her. She could feel the gaze of a red-headed guy along the line a bit and two older men waiting while their wives bought tickets it seemed. She had on a knee-length flowing skirt, but the top she had chosen was a white lacy trim singlet that she had never worn without a bra before.

  She looked down at her nipples poking at the tight fabric then blushed over at the two older men. From the side they were watching from, the white roundness of her left tit was visible. They could see the underside of the perky little thing too.

  She was led into the theatre and up to the back corner. Her husband put his arm around her. His buddy was sitting on her left in the seat beside her. She cuddled up to her husband's chest. After a little while into the movie, Mark started rubbing her knee, his hand just beneath the hem of her skirt.

  Tamika noticed Robbie watching what Mark was doing. He was just squeezing her at first, but began stroking and feeling up higher with his fingers reaching around to her inner thigh.

  She lifted to whisper in her husband's ear, "Are you just going to cuddle me like this while he fingers me? Would you, Robbie? It would be amazing to be held close by my husband while another guy plays around with me."

  Robbie met her kiss and pulled her closer. She swivelled around onto her side more fully, with her back to Mark and her bottom poking out towards him.

  He rubbed up the back of her thighs, working his fingers between them. He pressed into her crotch, feeling between the lips of her pussy.

  "Mmm, he's touching it now.... He's touching my special place, Robbie."

  "Your special place..."

  "Uh huh.... He's making me wet and getting me ready for what you men like so much.”

  “You’ve got panties on eh?” Mark whispered to her.

  “Uh huh, but you can pull them down,” she whispered back, and she lifted while he tugged at them and pulled them down to her knees. “Is that better?” she asked him sweetly.

  “Yeah, perfect. Just keep this leg forward a bit.”

  Tamika shifted her upper leg forward as he had asked. He then rubbed her wetness around and inserted a finger.

  “Aw yeah, she’s so fucking wet,” he told her husband.

  “Try not to get any on my skirt, okay? You can make me cum if you want, but if I’m dripping too much just rub it into my legs please?” Tamika squirmed back against Mark’s fingers. “Yeah, like that…. Rub me like that and I’ll cum really fast.”

  Robbie held his wife’s head, stroking her hair while his buddy’s arm jiggled away and wet squelching sounds could be heard, disguised by the sound of the movie fortunately. Mark kept his hand under the back of Tamika’s skirt the whole time. She clung to Robbie’s chest with her nails digging in as her first orgasm hit. Mark then slowed down fingering her but kept softly rubbing, and when she settled he obviously inserted again.

  “Mmm – is that two fingers or three?” Tamika moaned. “Don’t stretch me too much.”

  “Yeah, it’s three,” Mark said. He adjusted though. “There, that’s only two now.”

  “Mmm – two’s nicer.”

  “Yeah…. And deep like that?”

  “Uh huh – deep and slow….”

  “Damn, your wife’s got a nice pussy, man…. Nice of you to share her with me,” Mark grinned.

  “Wait. The attendant guy’s coming,” Robbie said.

  There was a man walking up the aisle with a flashlight, checking everyone out.

  “It’s alright. You’re allowed to cuddle up like that,” Mark whispered.

  “So I’ll just stay like this? Can you see my panties?” Tamika brushed her skirt down.

  Robbie checked for them. “Where are they?”

  “They’re below my knees, but they’re white and satiny…. He’ll be able to see them if they’re showing at all.”

  Mark pulled them up a bit for her. The guy was almost there. He helped Tamika tug her skirt back into place. She was giggling excitedly. The guy flashed his light over them. He was just doing a standard inspection, it seemed.

  “I think they always do a walk through and check everyone out,” Robbie said as the guy walked back down the aisle towards the exit. “I don’t think he was checking us.”

  “Yeah, I think we’re pretty safe up here in the corner,” Mark agreed.

  “Plus it’s exciting with all these other people around – but not noticing what we’re doing up here,” Tamika added.

  “Here, let me just give you another quick finger bang,” Mark whispered.

  “Okay,” Tamika uttered, and she wriggled down in her seat. She giggled as Mark pulled her panties down again. “Make sure no one comes,” she said to her husband, and she lifted her top up to show her breasts. She moaned as Mark felt them and pinched her nipples. His hand then went under her skirt and his fingers entered her. “Mmm – finger me,” she moaned softly. “Make me cum, Mark, and you can cum in
my mouth again later,” she whispered teasingly.

  Robbie felt one of her tits so she smiled at him. The young married couple then looked down at the front of the wife’s skirt with the other man’s hand moving beneath the thin fabric. The sound of her wetness was audible as the guy’s fingers moved in and out of her. Tamika’s panties had dropped to her ankles, which allowed her to part her knees and spread her thighs wider.

  “I’m going to cum again in a minute,” Tamika whispered, peering from her husband to their friend.

  “Yeah? Do you like fingers in deep when you cum?”

  “Uh huh…. I like them in deep,” Tamika uttered, beginning to pant.

  Mark forced his middle and ring fingers up her firmly and rubbed back on her G-spot as she convulsed into orgasm. Her little tits shuddered as she squirmed down onto his hand. She clung to his arm and squeezed her thighs together. Mark lifted the front of her skirt to have a look at her pussy. He watched as he withdrew his fingers. He rubbed her juices into her thighs. “I don’t think your skirt got too wet,” he whispered.

  “Thanks,” Tamika blushed in the flickering light from the big screen.

  She turned and tucked her legs up on her seat, cuddling to her husband. Mark tugged her little satin panties from where they had caught on her heels. “These really are shiny in this light,” he grinned. “She looks good with her panties around her ankles, Robbie.”

  “Yeah – good thing that guy didn’t see them though,” Robbie chuckled.

  “It feels nice with them pulled down here in the cinema,” Tamika whispered. “It feels sexy with them all the way down to my ankles like this.”

  Mark resumed rubbing Tamika’s legs, feeling the back of her thighs but allowing her pussy to recover after her orgasm. “So you said before about blowjobs, but how many other guys have actually fucked you, Tamika?”

  “Um – not many. Apart from you there have been four.”

  “And did any of them get to do you bareback?”

  “Yeah, that’s a good question, “Robbie added with interest.

  Tamika bit down on her lip. “Um…. Well yes. They each used to have me bareback sometimes. All four of them did.”

  She had looked up to meet Robbie’s gaze as she said that. He stroked her hair.

  “So that’s six different guys who have cum in you so far,” Mark went on. “That’s not a lot I suppose…. Do you guys think there will be others?”

  Tamika giggled. “Um – maybe….”

  “Yeah, there probably will be others,” Robbie added.

  Mark grinned. “Awesome. So you’re going to let other guys actually fuck her?”

  “We’ve been thinking about it,” Robbie went on, still stroking Tamika’s hair and looking at her face. “I think you want it too, don’t you, Tam?”

  “Uh huh. I guess so,” Tamika uttered. “I guess that would be alright.”

  “Cool…. And bareback too?” Mark asked.

  Robbie nodded. “Yeah, I think bareback is best. It wouldn’t be like the real thing if the guy doesn’t actually cum inside you – don’t you think, Tam?”

  “Yes, I think so too,” she uttered in reply. “I think any other men should be bareback so they can cum inside me. Maybe I should go back on the pill for a while? It would be best to do this before we start having babies.”

  “Yeah, plus we wouldn’t have to worry about another guy getting you pregnant.”

  “Uh huh. Although, I think it would be safe for the rest of this month….”

  “And what about tonight?” Mark asked. “We could swap ends, Robbie. You could take her mouth this time and let me fuck her?” He forced fingers deep into Tamika as he said that. “She’s so fucking tight to finger. Must be amazing to fuck her.”

  “But you’ve already fucked me once,” Tamika whispered. “Don’t you remember how I felt?”

  “Yeah, but you feel even tighter like this. I can only just get two fingers in.” He looked to Robbie. “I’ve got two fingers in her now, man, and she’s crushing me.”

  “Looks like the guy’s coming back,” Robbie said.

  It was actually a different guy with a flashlight this time. He was heavier set.

  “I don’t mind if he sees my panties this time,” Tamika uttered, biting her grin. “You can pull them down to my ankles if you want.”

  Mark chuckled. “Cool.” He tugged them down over her knees and left them around her ankles.

  “And my skirt,” Tamika said. “Lift it up so he can see my pussy…. The other guy probably told him.”

  Mark did as she asked. He lifted the back of her skirt up over her hips. They were only three seats from the aisle. Mark was closest, and Tamika was in the next seat with her back to the aisle. The guy stopped and flashed his light. It flicked across Tamika’s bottom. Then the beam of light returned from beyond and moved more slowly, touching on her shiny panties, then lifting up to focus on her pussy.

  The guy held the light steady. He sat in the end chair. “That’s nice,” he said easily.

  “Yeah – hot isn’t she?” Mark offered.

  Tamika was lying across her husband. The light lifted to her face and she bit down on her lip, peering back at the guy.

  The end credits of the movie were rolling. An old man from a few rows down was craning his neck to see what was happening. Others were all filing out of the cinema. The lights had brightened enough to see. The old man edged close beside the cinema attendant. Another two young guys walked up from below and stood watching.

  Tamika got up on her knees and lifted the back of her skirt to show her bottom.

  “That’s her panties around her ankles,” one of the young guys said, grinning

  “Uh huh,” Tamika uttered, peering back over her shoulder.

  She was holding her husband’s shoulder for balance, and she reached down and tugged her panties up above her knees as she shuffled around to be facing the four strangers. She then lifted the front of her skirt and held it above her waist while they all had a look at her shaved slit.

  They all groaned and Tamika smiled. The fat attendant held his flashlight at his groin and stroked it. It was a black metallic shaft smooth and rounded, though a bit longer and thicker than a penis.

  “Um – that looks interesting,” Tamika blushed.

  Mark stepped over the back of his seat and stood beside Tamika. Robbie was standing at her other shoulder. The four strangers were lined up in front of her. The attendant knelt on the end seat and placed his flashlight on the one next to Tamika. He sat the lens on the seat with the handle sticking directly upright. “How’s that – still interesting?” he asked Tamika.

  She checked back with her husband. “Um…. Do you think it looks interesting?”

  Robbie shrugged. “I guess – kind of, I suppose.”

  The fat attendant grinned cheekily. “One smooth shaft and one smooth looking opening…. Seems only natural for one to go in the other.”

  Tamika checked down towards the exit. The guys all looked around too.

  “It will be a little while before anyone comes in to clean up,” the attendant said.

  Tamika nodded, still biting down on a lip. She looked at the flashlight. “It’s quite long. I don’t know if I will be able to go all the way down on it.”

  “Aw, fuck yeah – she’s going to do it,” one of the young guys exclaimed. His buddy was grinning huge, his eyes bulging.

  “Only if someone wets it first,” Tamika challenged them.

  The fat attendant dribbled on his flashlight and rubbed his saliva all around the shaft.

  “Are you still wet?” Mark asked.

  “Uh huh,” Tamika answered. She was checking. Everyone was watching her fingers. She accepted the slathered flashlight and positioned it beneath herself. She aligned the rounded end with her slit opening over it, then she clutched Mark’s arm and lowered a little. “Ooh that’s big,” she said, her eyes widening.

  “Yeah, fucking slide down on it,” the same young guy from before said.<
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  It was halfway in. Tamika released it and gripped Robbie’s arm for balance either side. Robbie and Mark were leaning over to see. The others were leaning in close too. Tamika relaxed down a bit further with the thick shaft pressing in as deep as she was used to.

  “That’s it – all of the hand grip is inside now,” the attendant said.

  “How much more is there?” Tamika asked him.

  “About two more inches to the tapered bit.”

  “Okay,” Tamika uttered, and she lifted, feeling the heavy flashlight slipping out of her. Then she lowered and lifted again while the young guy told her to fuck herself with it. “Uh huh, but it’s so huge,” Tamika said as she squirmed down harder and felt the flashlight pressing even deeper…. She pushed down against the discomfort, holding her breath and wincing a little until the resistance lessened.

  “Yeah, that’s it. She’s down to the lens. The whole handle is inside,” the attendant informed everyone.

  Tamika was sitting on her heels with the end of the flashlight stretching her pussy open and the length of the handle speared up inside of her and the rounded base pressing against her cervix. Her shiny panties were stretched between her knees. Mark was holding the front of her skirt up while the six men examined her opening.

  She didn’t want to have sex with them but she was thrilled to be exposed like that. She lifted and lowered slowly for them, letting them watch the flashlight slide in and out of her, excited by the way they cheered and urged her on – the way they gloated amongst themselves at the show they were getting in a public cinema.

  Mark was feeling her up and Robbie rubbed her swollen clit until she had an orgasm. That happened while the flashlight was deep inside of her, and she writhed down on it with her belly clenching.

  “Yeah, cum on it, darling,” the fat attendant urged.

  “Uh huh,” Tamika moaned softly.

  The intensity of the contractions faded and the flashlight obligingly squeezed out as she lifted. It was creamy with her juices. The fat attendant grinned as he claimed it and showed it around.

  “Is this all her goo or have you guys been fucking her?”

  “I fucked her a few hours ago,” Robbie answered.