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 In the Dumpster (ped, exh, Mf, Con) By Puera Amare

   I was on an out of town trip that took me to see clients in three
different cities.  I was on the last leg of my journey: St Louis.  I had
been away from the wife for a week and a half and was suffering some major
blue balls.  The hotel that the company put me up in was too fancy smancy
to have pay per view pornos and I needed some release.

   So I go in the rental car and went for a drive.  I was not sure where to
go so I pulled out Siri and asked her, "Siri, I want to see a fuck flick."

   "I have located five theaters nearby that are showing movies with a
rating of NC=17 or higher." She replied.  Isn't technology great?

   I chose the top one on the list and Siri started droning on the
directions.  It was not far, but it seemed buried down a bunch of side
streets.

   When I go there, there was one of those sheet metal buildings like they
used to build machine shops real cheap.  It looked like a small airplane
hanger.  Hung on the outside was a sign with a picture with a dumpster on
it.  No other markings.  There were a few cars parked out side, but
otherwise it all seemed quiet.  I looked at my iPhone and sure enough the
name of the place I was supposed to be going to was called "Behind the
Dumpster."

   I parked, locked up the car and headed inside.  When I got through the
front door it looked like your typical adult theater: a box office in the
front middle with a guy half asleep at the register and doors on either
side of him going into the theater.

   "What's playing?" I asked the guy.  He gave a shrug and pointed up to
the sign above his booth.  Honest to goodness I cannot remember what movie
was listed there.  I remember reading the words "No cumming on the floor or
seats.  Only in the dumpster"

   It seemed like the most absurd thing ever.  Are the guys supposed to go
out back and wank off into the dumpster if they felt the need?

   I was in a little bit of a daze trying to figure out what they meant by
this and apparently went into autopilot because I suddenly realized I had
paid the guy and was going through the doors.  There were a few people in
the place, everyone seemed to separate out from each other and were sitting
around the edges.  I picked an empty row and went into the middle and kind
of ducked down into my seat a little.

   The screen was as full of plot-less sex as can be expected.  If I
followed it right, the current scene entailed a Dorm RA helping a cute coed
fix her shower head.  Of course she is only wearing a towel and of course
the shower head breaks off and soaks him so that he has to take off his
clothes to put in the dryer (In a dorm room?  Really).

   But the actress is really cute and I find myself starting to get off on
her grunts and groans as the RA "Adjusted her plumbing."

   I was rubbing myself through my pants when something out of the corner
of my eye caught my attention.  There was a guy out near the aisle with
some girl in his lap.  And they were going after it something fierce.  It
was hotter than watching the screen.  I almost moved to get a better look,
but it was quickly over and the girl disappeared.  I suddenly realized that
little episode of voyeuring nearly had me mess my pants.  I backed off and
directed my attention back at the screen.

   The scene at hand was now a couple of people who were victims of a hold
up at a party.  The thieves, to make sure that no one followed them had
everyone strip naked and put their clothes and all belongings into a bag.
Then they were all tied up in pairs, boy to girl.  The obvious was
happening as cocks inflated against the will of the male prisoners being
strapped to a naked woman, and in many cases strangers.  And the women
wiggling to get free or get away from their victim partners would obviously
get their pussies accidently stuffed full of hard cock.  Then it was all
hard core fucking from there.  Many got loose and were still going at it
like animals.

   That was when I noticed another couple having sex in the theater.  I
could not make out much in the dark, but the girl seemed small and light
because she was really bouncing around on this guy and I could see her hair
flying around everywhere.

   Unconsciously I had my cock out of my pants and started pulling on it.
When I realized it, I glanced around and no one could really see me from
here and no one really seamed to care.  Besides anyone not looking at the
screen or the couple going at it really had problems.

   Before I managed to pop my load, the couple stopped and then I could not
figure out what happened to the girl.  I only saw the guy sitting there.  I
also remembered the dumpster warning and stopped before I came all over the
floor.

   I paid attention to the movie for a bit and let my cock stay exposed as
I enjoyed the feeling of the cool AC on it and no one could see anything
anyway.  The scene shifted to something of interest to me.  It was a young
couple getting amorous on a city bus.  They started off just kind of
kissing and lightly groping but it quickly escalated into her giving him
head and then they both stood up, she bent over and he slid right into her
regardless of all the people watching.  There were mixed looks of disgust
and excitement among the people watching and the camera paid as much
attention to them as it did the couple.  Before long I was pulling my pud
again for all it was worth.

   "You are supposed to come in the dumpster." A woman's voice said to me.

   I looked back and forth and did not see anyone.  I turned and looked
over the seat behind me and saw a young girl's face staring at my lap over
the seat.  She did not look but to be barely a teenager.

   I moved to cover myself and at the same time she climbed over the back
of the seat next to me and set next to me.

   "The owner hates to get cum on the floor, you are supposed to use the
dumpster." She stated flatly.  Her voice no longer sounded like a woman. 
This was definitely a girl.

   "What are you doing in here?" I asked while desperately stuffing my cock
into my drawers.

   She watched my hands for a moment fight with my zipper then looked at
the screen and said in a flighty careless way, "Well, my sister was sick
today, so she said I could fill in for her."

   She looked back at me and at that moment there was something bright
happening on the screen because her face lit up and I could make out all of
her girlish features.  She had amazing hazel eyes and everything about her
was young, smooth and soft.

   "Seems she is sick a lot lately." She said while smiling at me.  She had
pink braces.  "But I don't mind at all."

   "What does your sister do?" I asked fully aware of the absurdity of
chatting it up with some pre-teen in a porno theater and trying to put my
dick away when the dick obviously wanted to stay out and play.

   "She's the dumpster." She said as-a-matter-of-factly.

   "Dumpster?" I had a weird feeling about this.  My zipper was stuck and
my cock was pushing it back down again and emerging out the top of my
shorts.

   "Yeah, you know the sign?" she pointed back towards the box office.

   "The.  Sign." I said haltingly.  I knew what she was talking about, but
could not quite comprehend it.

   "Yes, it says to cum in the dumpster." She smiled real big at that
statement.  "And my sister is the cum dumpster."

   "And s-so she..." I stammered a little and then trailed off.

   She nodded her agreement.

   "And s-so you..." I swallowed.

   "Are filling in for her, yes." Her grin was very mischievous at this
point.

   She stood up in the chair next to me and stepped over the chair arm and
across my lap.  It was the first I got a good look at what she was wearing.
She had on a flimsy little belly shirt that while it covered her breasts
just fine, it just screamed out that it could be moved out of the way very
easily.  She looked to have little orange sized breasts hidden beneath.  On
her lower half she had a very short skirt.  As she stepped over me I got a
great view straight up into her pussy that was bare, wet and already
partially open.

   Before I could stop her, although I don't think I could have, she had
bent down and extracted my cock the rest of the way from its restraint.

   "Uh." Somewhere inside my head my brain tried to post an objection to
what it knew was about to happen.  My libido immediately found that part of
my brain and beat it senseless.

   The dumpster, having fully extracted me out of my pants turned around
and squatted down right in my lap.  I could feel the heat off of her sex on
my exposed privates.  Then she reached down and without much ceremony lined
up my cock with her pussy and sat the rest of the way down on my lap.

   She was not nearly as tight as I would have expected for someone her
age. In fact I would nearly describe her as loose except she knew how to
flex her muscles.  Boy did she know how to flex.  She just sat still on my
lap for a few moments and flexed.

   To say she was wet inside would be an understatement.  I suddenly had
the realization that my dick was buried in a well used and very recently
used pussy.  It was wet with the cum of all the other patrons in the
theater.  She was in fact the girl I had seen a couple of times already.

   Then she started to move and my mind was blown.  She started to twist
and shimmy her little girl hips on me and in combination of her constant
milking I knew I would not last long.

   I reached around her and my hands went naturally under her shirt and
cupped her small little breasts.  She moaned as I squeezed her nipples
between my fingers and that set her off bouncing.  She was practically
throwing herself in the air, nearly leaving my cock and then ramming
herself back onto it to balls deep over and over.

   I could not take it anymore and started pouring my load into the little
girl.  She sat down hard on me and grunted as her pussy muscles worked
their way up my cock over and over squeezing out every last drop of cum. 
When she was done I swear my balls had shrunk down a size or two.

   She pulled herself up off of me and jumped down on to the floor and held
out a hand to me.

   "What is this?" I asked somewhat wearily.

   "They don't pay us." She stated.  "We work off tips." She smiled at her
pun.

   I struggled to pull my wallet from under me, pulled a couple of
somethings out of it and gave them to her.  She smiled and skipped away.

   I think I will have to make more business trips to St.  Louis. 
------------------- This was a complete work of fiction and fantasy.  I do
not in any way condone unprotected sex or sex with minors.  If you have a
problem telling the difference between fiction and reality, please seek
professional psychiatric attention.  If you would like to email me about
anything, please send to pueramare@gmail.com