Our long-time friend Katie X has submitted Part 1 of a new dynamite International Couple's Flash Report, and here it is in all it's glory.
As our London correspondent, The Good Doctor relies on her insight into what is going on with the adult theater scene in the UK.
So ladies and gentlemen, please give a warm welcome back to the very sexy and VERY naughty Katie X!
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Hi Doc,
I though I would give you a report on my latest trip to Fantasy Video in London, and probably my last there. The locals have successfully lobbied to have the place closed down, so sadly I will now have to look further afield to satisfy my urge for this thing of ours.
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| Katie X During a Visit to Fantasy Video Years Ago |
My hubby was unable to join me on this trip but I was lucky enough to be accompanied by a friend, Anton who really knows how to treat a girl like me. He's a broad-shouldered Italian with a big cock that I met in a bondage dungeon years ago. As per my usual routine, we started with a couple of pints at the Old Red Lion pub to help warm me up for my session. Anton is a bit of a sadistic bastard and he told me that I wasn't going to be allowed to leave the cinema while I could still walk straight. This immediately made me wet.
We made our way across to the cinema at about 4 o'clock in the afternoon. It was a Saturday. I was in my cinema uniform of black high heels, black lacey knickers, black t-shirt dress and small tan coat. The dress is really not much more than a tshirt stretched over my hips. It plunges in front of my tits and only just covers the bottom of my panties from the back. That's why I wear a little coat over the top in public.
I checked my coat at the front door and we descended the stairs into the darkness. I absolutely love this place. It's so seedy. There are (were!) two cinemas in the complex and men are always walking from one to another, often with their cocks in their hands. The whole place smells of disinfectant and the muted moans of porn sluts echoes out from each of the screens.
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| Katie X |
We reached the bottom of the stairs, me in front and Anton behind me when a guy exited one of the rooms to cross to the other. He has his cock out and Anton caught the guy's eye, nodded almost imperceptibly, and directed me onto my knees in the corridor. 'Start here', he said. And so I did. We hadn't been in the place more than 60 seconds and I was already on my knees in the darkness with a rock-hard cock plunged down my throat. This was going to be a great day.
I couldn't tell you much about the guy I was blowing, other than he was a more mature gent with a nice, smooth, medium-sized cock. And it was hard. Rock hard and at attention. At first I don't think he could believe his luck, but he soon warmed to his task, and I to mine. After licking him slippery and getting him really firm, I looked up and said 'fuck my mouth like it's a cunt'. For some reason, this always gets guys excited. I've no idea why. He bunched up my hair in one hand and proceeded to do exactly as instructed. He absolutely pounded my face, pushing his cock as far as it would go down my throat. My nose buried into his pubic hair as he held me in place momentarily, before continuing his assault on my mouth with vigor.
This proceeded for a few minutes, with me being allowed up for air every now and then. Anton watched approvingly before the guy looked up at him and asked, 'does she swallow?' Anton nodded and said what I always love to hear. 'It does.' Fuck I love a good dom! My new friend really worked up a stroke now, and I could fell the tension in his shaft rise to deliver me what I deserved. Again, he held me in place as he grunted and pumped his sperm directly into my stomach. Wad after wad of that beautiful, molten jizz forced its way down my throat. Thank fuck for a well-trained gag reflex.
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| Katie X |
As his climax retreated, my man removed his cock from my mouth and smeared his spit-and-sperm covered rod over my willing face. He'd taken Anton's cue very well. I heard someone say, 'oh fuck' and realized there were a couple of guys standing around stroking their cocks and watching the performance. I thought I was going to be put to work right there and then but Anton helped me to my feet and said, 'don't worry gentlemen, it's going to be here all night' as he slid his hand between the legs. 'And I can tell you it's very ready for service,' he said with a smile.
I was directed to the end of the corridor and into the men's toilets. The brightly lit, white tied room made for a stark contrast. 'You're going to be my unpaid whore tonight, do you understand?' Anton said as he grabbed and squeezed my face. Through my distorted lips I replied meekly, 'yes'. Anton held his grip and slid his hand down the front of my dress and worked it into my panties. He started to masturbate me as he brought his face closer to me ear. His voice lowered. 'You are a whore. An object for use. You will take whatever you are given. You are not to refuse any cock for the night, no matter how old, large or small. Tonight you are going to be humiliated. Men will leave here tonight and masturbate for the rest of their lives thinking of you. Thinking of the filthy slut they met and fucked in a porn cinema.'
I started to shake as an orgasm rose up in me. He stopped working my clit and held his hand firmly on my stomach. 'You are not here for your enjoyment. You are here for mine. You don't come until I tell you that you can.' He pulled my dress down and lead me back out into the darkened corridor. I was almost faint with anticipation...
~End of Part One~
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Doc here again... Many, many thanks to Katie X on this new report from London. We will be waiting for Part 2 with baited breath!
Thanks,
Doc
