Exploitation Theater
Well as much as you don't want to, your girlfriend is right, you can't really let her wander around this place alone. You and her get up and you take one last look at the screen. Fortunately it's just talking right now so you don't feel like you're missing too much.
A quick walk down the theater hallway and you reach the bathrooms. Though given how dirty this place is, you're surprised your girlfriend hasn't insisted on you taking her home to use the bathroom.
You wait outside where things are relatively uneventful until three young black guys get out the White Devil Black Heart theater.
"Man, dat movie's some booshit! I wanted to be seein' Nightshade killin' her sum white people not fuckin' some fat ass cracker sheriff and his deputy!"
"Yeah I know what you mean."
"I dunno though I still liked seein' her titties floppin' all over the place. Besides she kilt dem afterwards."
"True true. But still if she had to be fuckin' it coulda had some more niggas in it man! At least that way I could pretend the dick she was suckin on was mine!"
"Sheet, yo' faggot ass probably just wanted to see more dick!"
"Hah!"
"Fuck you nigga!"
"But hey that scene where she was dykin it out with that hillbilly bitch was da shit, you gotta admit."
"Oh hell yeah "
At this point they notice you.
"What da fuck you lookin' at white mothafucka?!"
"Uh um nothing." You stutter and fumble trying to think up something.
"Hah! Look at his ass. Scared like a bitch. Whatchu doin' out here hangin' around in a place like this?" one of them asks as all three of them get closer.
You start to panic and in a split second you come up with several scenarios that involve severe bodily harm to you and most likely your girlfriend. In your heightened state of anxiety you come up with an outlandish story.
"I uh like to lick the women's toilets after they come out of "
You don't even finish when all three of them raise their hands to their heads and shout
"OHHH SHIT!"
"Ugh! Nasty mothafucka! I knew there be sum sick mothafuckas here, but damn!"
"Told you dem white people are into some crazy ass shit, come on let's get out of here. Ugh! My baby's mama should still be up, she can cook us up something, let's go."
You breathe a sigh of relief as they leave and continue to wait wondering if you're going to get anymore potential dangerous encounters. Eventually your girlfriend comes out and you head back to the theater only to see people coming out!
"Wha what? What's going on, the movie couldn't be that short!" you exclaim.
"It's not, the fucking projector broke down! And just when the movie was getting good too! The mercenary dude was killing all the slavers and planning on doing some serious fucking with those Shelter women! I'm getting my money back! Shit, I knew I should've just jerked off at home to internet porn tonight!" some disgruntled perv replies.
You look disappointed and your girlfriend tries to console you.
"Aww, I knew how much you were enjoying the movie, you want to go get our money back and see the other one?"
"No no I'm sort of done with this place. Guess you can't go home again. Let's just get out of here."
The drive home is uneventful and relatively quiet. You get home and go straight to bed since you're disappointed about tonight's course of events. However you are awakened to a pleasant surprise
Your girlfriend comes in completely naked and pulls down your underwear to fondle your dick. It doesn't take long for it to arouse from its slumber and soon she's mounting your blood engorged cock.
Anyway, so you and her fuck and its good for the both of you.
Then you both discuss something completely unrelated sex because you have a deep and complex relationship like that.
(Look they can't all be winners, if you want another sex scene description go read one of the other branches or use your damn imagination)
A quick walk down the theater hallway and you reach the bathrooms. Though given how dirty this place is, you're surprised your girlfriend hasn't insisted on you taking her home to use the bathroom.
You wait outside where things are relatively uneventful until three young black guys get out the White Devil Black Heart theater.
"Man, dat movie's some booshit! I wanted to be seein' Nightshade killin' her sum white people not fuckin' some fat ass cracker sheriff and his deputy!"
"Yeah I know what you mean."
"I dunno though I still liked seein' her titties floppin' all over the place. Besides she kilt dem afterwards."
"True true. But still if she had to be fuckin' it coulda had some more niggas in it man! At least that way I could pretend the dick she was suckin on was mine!"
"Sheet, yo' faggot ass probably just wanted to see more dick!"
"Hah!"
"Fuck you nigga!"
"But hey that scene where she was dykin it out with that hillbilly bitch was da shit, you gotta admit."
"Oh hell yeah "
At this point they notice you.
"What da fuck you lookin' at white mothafucka?!"
"Uh um nothing." You stutter and fumble trying to think up something.
"Hah! Look at his ass. Scared like a bitch. Whatchu doin' out here hangin' around in a place like this?" one of them asks as all three of them get closer.
You start to panic and in a split second you come up with several scenarios that involve severe bodily harm to you and most likely your girlfriend. In your heightened state of anxiety you come up with an outlandish story.
"I uh like to lick the women's toilets after they come out of "
You don't even finish when all three of them raise their hands to their heads and shout
"OHHH SHIT!"
"Ugh! Nasty mothafucka! I knew there be sum sick mothafuckas here, but damn!"
"Told you dem white people are into some crazy ass shit, come on let's get out of here. Ugh! My baby's mama should still be up, she can cook us up something, let's go."
You breathe a sigh of relief as they leave and continue to wait wondering if you're going to get anymore potential dangerous encounters. Eventually your girlfriend comes out and you head back to the theater only to see people coming out!
"Wha what? What's going on, the movie couldn't be that short!" you exclaim.
"It's not, the fucking projector broke down! And just when the movie was getting good too! The mercenary dude was killing all the slavers and planning on doing some serious fucking with those Shelter women! I'm getting my money back! Shit, I knew I should've just jerked off at home to internet porn tonight!" some disgruntled perv replies.
You look disappointed and your girlfriend tries to console you.
"Aww, I knew how much you were enjoying the movie, you want to go get our money back and see the other one?"
"No no I'm sort of done with this place. Guess you can't go home again. Let's just get out of here."
The drive home is uneventful and relatively quiet. You get home and go straight to bed since you're disappointed about tonight's course of events. However you are awakened to a pleasant surprise
Your girlfriend comes in completely naked and pulls down your underwear to fondle your dick. It doesn't take long for it to arouse from its slumber and soon she's mounting your blood engorged cock.
Anyway, so you and her fuck and its good for the both of you.
Then you both discuss something completely unrelated sex because you have a deep and complex relationship like that.
(Look they can't all be winners, if you want another sex scene description go read one of the other branches or use your damn imagination)
