I had been to theaters in the past when I was in the military. They were filled with servicemen and locals but the movies shown there were dull and no... as exciting as they are now. At that time there was censorship and no actual penetration as now. Mostly striptease and girlie solos without climaxes. No color and sound.This trip was quite different. It had been years since I had been to a porn theater and I expected the same as before. I expected the dull atmosphere as before but I was quite. Touch but not see.Cat was disappointed as Trina slid a skirt on, a busy pattern that hurt Cat's eyes replacing the stripes and smooth skin – it was rare she got the opportunity to study so shamelessly, even rarer when the recipient of her attention didn't seem to care.Trina turned to Cat, grinning, sure of her hotness. "Good right?" She nodded, waiting for Cat's affirmation. "I got these at-" I liked you better without them." Cat murmured, chewing her lip."The other outfit?" Trina said. "Fucking yesssssss," she hissed, the climax ripping through her, her stomach contracting as the spasms built to a crescendo. Her legs ached, and she lost contact with his cock. "Bed. Now." She lay back, legs spread. Jean-Luc knelt between them and fed his still hard cock into her. His right hand found her breast, fondling the flesh, the nipple solid under his palm. He pushed into her, filling her sopping cunt for a second time. Elkie was content to let him do all the work, grinding her hips. We met at a nice restaurant just down the street from the strip joint, where we ate and giggled and drank too much wine….just like we had planned. Afterwards we left our cars where they were and walked to the club with the sign that read “Totally Naked Guys” blazing in the darkened window.We were shown to a table near the center stage, and I spent a minute checking out the place and what was going on. The guy on stage was a good-looking, muscular guy who was gyrating his torso, and thrusting.