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Subject: {ASSM} Amsterdam surprise - his view (mf, voy)
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Date: Mon, 27 Jul 2009 18:10:01 -0400
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Part one of a story of a man having a surprse encounter when he
visits a sex show in Amsterdam.

John strolled through the roads of the pedestrian zone in Amsterdam.
He had been sent here by his company for a congress about new
financial regulations for banks like the one he worked for. It had
been a boring conference and he cursed the financial crisis forced him
to visit such boring events. Even worse, the T&E budget was cut down
so much, he had to stay in a small hotel outside the city centre and
he could forget about going to expensive restaurants and bars in the
evening as he did in the good old times. As the congress ended on a
Friday after Lunchtime, he decided to stay a bit longer, take a nice
hotel down in the old town on his expenses and fly back on Saturday
evening. He intended to meet his daughter who studied here at the
university, but when he called her earlier that day, she told him that
she already had plans for today and couldn't meet him, but they agreed
to meet at the airport before he left. Well, it was probably his fault
to think a 19 year old pretty girl would have time for her old dad on
a Friday night when he asked her on such short notice. "Guess I am
lucky my baby has some time for her old man on Saturday afternoon at
least" he smiled, looking forward to meet his blonde angel again after
three months. She was a lovely young girl now, growing up rapidly and
it made him sad when she told him she would go to Europe for six
months to finish her first semester.

He had now arrived at the famous red light district of Amsterdam and
decided to have a beer or  two in one of the clubs and watch some
girls dance topless. He was just about to enter a bar, when he saw a
little neon sign at the end of a small alley that blinked the words
"Live Sex Show" into the night. He hesitated. When he was younger, he
and his girl friend visited a swinger club a couple of times and it
always excited him beyond believe to watch other couples fuck - to be
honest, he loved to watch his girl friend being fucked by some
stranger they didn't know. He remembered how he stroked his thick
cock, watching them fuck, watching the sweaty bodies, listening to her
moans and whimpers of lust and the man's groans and grunts when he was
about to cum. A sound that always triggered his orgasm and made him
shoot his thick white semen all over her face and breasts as the
stranger unloaded his semen deeply into his girls womb.

But now he was 45, a valued member of the management in the company
and had some reputation to loose. But the memories of the events in
the swinger club were now back in his mind and he felt his cock stir
at the mental picture of a couple loosing them self in the lust of
their flesh. "Oh hell, " he thought, "It's not like I would run into
somebody who knows me, 5000 miles from home." and slowly went down the
alley, but not without looking over his shoulder as he did so.

He paid the entrance fee to the grumpy looking old man at the
entrance. "Funny" he thought, "I think the guys collecting the fee
always look a bit grumpy. One should think they look more cheerful, as
they most likely have free entrance to the shows now and then?" 
He entered the bar, his eyes trying to adjust to the dim light in
there. There were tables, arranged around the stage. Most tables had
like two, some four chairs. The stage itself, formed like a half
circle was lowered into the ground, so that the table were separated
from it by something that looked like a orchestra pit. But instead of
an orchestra, there were bar stools in that pit, allowing customers
sit right next to the stage without blocking the views of those
sitting at the table. Further in the back he saw three booth with
curtains, probably for the guests who wanted to watch the show with a
little bit more privacy. The whole place looked a bit shabby and John
thought that it probably had see better days. 
There were not many customers in the place but as the night was still
young, that was to be expected. Two guys, already slightly drunk, were
sitting at a table enjoying the show and one was sitting on a bar
stool by the far end of the stage. On the other end of the place,
facing the booth was a small bar with a blond guy behind it. He looked
young, maybe 19, 20 years old and he pretended to polish glasses while
his eyes were fixed on what was happening on stage. John smiled,
thinking that it looked as if it would be the first day in the job for
the guy and, if he did not pay attention to the customer sitting at
his bar trying to get his attention to order another drink, his last
day as well.

John shifted his attention to the show on stage. There was a girl
laying on a small bed, her back propped up against the headrest of it.
She was blonde, maybe 20 years old and she was busy masturbating with
quite a large dildo. Her legs were wide open, the heel of one foot
pulled against her ass and she offered quite a generous look on her
pussy lips that were stretched around the thick invader. John listened
to her quick breathing and moans and slowly walked closer to have a
better look. The dildo was shaped quite lifelike, with thick veins
running along it, veins that pulled and tugged on her lips with every
pull and push she did. He sat down at an empty table, his eyes now
almost level with the bed on stage and watched her show. 
He soon felt a bit disappointed as her performance looked rather
amateurish to him. The bar keeper came over to take his orders
(probably using the opportunity to get closer to the stage) and John
ordered a beer. He sipped his beer, watching her speed up her
masturbation, her moans louder now and John wondered if she was faking
her excitement or if the self fucking and squeezing of her firm young
breasts really excited her. She was pinching and twisting a nipple
with the fingers of her left hand as her other hand made the dildo
fuck her with fast deep strokes. He noticed the slippery sheen on the
plastic shaft and smiled, thinking that she probably had some fun too
and felt his cock swell a bit in his pants by the thought. He was
pleasantly surprised to see more and more of the fake dick being
pushed in her until she had almost all of its maybe 10 inches
penetrating her. 
He looked around and saw hat the guy on the bar stool had his cock
out, stroking it furiously watching the girl. His eyes were glued to
her sex and the penetrating fake cock and as the girl cried out,
signalling her rising lust, he grunted and seemed to be about to cum. 
John looked back at the girl who was now squirming on the bed. But
despite her lustful moans and convulsions on the bed, John was sure
she was faking her orgasm as she rammed the dildo all the way in and
announcing her climax with loud screams to the audience, screams that
seemed to be the signal for the guy controlling the lights as the
spotlights were turned off and the stage sank into darkness.

John leaned back in his chair, feeling a slight disappointment and
started to regret his idea to come here. He emptied his beer and
ordered another one, deciding he would wait for the next show and
hoped they would show more than just masturbating girls.

In the meantime, the club got fuller, more men had come in and he saw
most of them sit down on the bar stools close to the stage.  John even
noticed a couple that entered and vanished in one of the booth. John
smiled, they would probably provide a better show than what was
presented on stage. As he wondered if he should sit on another table
so he had a better view to that booth, the lights in the club dimmed
again and he smiled as what was now on stage promised to be more to
his taste. 

The blonde woman was with her back to the audience, wearing a short,
see through lace something that barely covered her small, firm ass.
She was petite and had to tilt her head back a bit to for the
passionate kiss she was sharing with the black guy. His big hands were
on her ass, a dark contrast to her pale skin and John wondered for a
moment how that ass would feel in his hands. She was petite, maybe 160
cm tall and her long blonde hair flowed over her shoulders. She wasn't
very curvy, but she wasn't thin either, she looked like a young
healthy woman who does sports and pursues a healthy lifestyle.

The kiss got more passionate and John watched the black man's hand
start fondling the firm ass, something she obviously seem to like
quite much as John heard her moan softly and watched her start to
squirm lightly, rubbing herself slowly on the black man's oiled body.
Her hands moved over his arms and chest, caressing, feeling the
firmness of the muscles until she broke the kiss, but only to kiss a
sensual path down the muscular body. 

The couple turned slightly as she kissed her way down, kneeling down
slowly and John realize the woman was wearing a black lace mask that
was covering most of her face. For him, it made her more mysterious
but also more desirable and he felt his cock swell in his pants and
shifted slightly in his seat. He watched her kiss the belly of her
lover, moving down slowly until the guy moaned and held her head,
directing her where he wanted to feel her lips the most.  Her hands
caressed the boxers and moved sensually over his ass as her full pink
lips kissed the quite enormous bulge his cock formed in it. She kissed
and nibbled on the hidden cock, causing her lover to moan more and
tighten his grip of her hair until her hands slowly pulled the boxers
down, revealing a bit longer than average, but almost obscenely thick
,dark, uncut cock that seamed to twitch with the heartbeat of the man.
Her soft tongue licked along the shaft, feeling the veins on it, as
she slowly licked up until she was teasing his cock head with the tip
of her tongue, drawing a line of precum from it. The guys hands now
caressed her blonde hair, as if he would try to convince her to
continue. 
John almost moaned in empathy as as her opening lips slided over
swollen tip of her lovers cock, welcoming it in the warm, moist cavity
of her mouth. Her black lover obviously enjoyed what she was doing and
started to move his hips slightly to increase the sensations. John
listened to the soft moans of the girl she continued to worship her
lovers cock with her tongue and lips and he was sure that this girl
was not faking her excitement and arousal. He heard the breathing of
the guy quicken, heard him groan and expected him any moment to fill
the blondes mouth with his semen.

But the man proved impressive self control as he pulled the girls head
back, lifting her up to kiss her again hungrily in a wild passionate
kiss. He broke the kiss and turned the girl around, so that both were
now facing the audience. He stood behind her , kissing her neck and
ear, causing her to squirm and moan as he slowly opened one button
after the other of her lace blouse, exposing first her small, firm
breasts. John felt his cock twitch in his pants as the the pink puffy
nipples of the young girl were now caressed and lightly pinched by
strong dark fingers. He tried to peek behind the black lace mask to
find out how old she might be, but all he saw were her closed eyes as
she enjoyed the sensations. He watched her tongue slide between her
lips, wetting them and making them glisten from her saliva as she
moaned loud. He noticed a small scar on her chin and felt his heart
skip a beat.

John knew this scar. He had seen it happen, when she was learning to
ride her bicycle. He had heard her scared scream as she felt and had
her chin hit the handle bar hard. He had tried comfort her as she ran
to him, her chin bleeding and her eyes filled with tears of pain and
he went to the hospital with her and watched the doctor apply two
stitches that caused the scar that was now almost hidden by her
makeup. He gasped as he watched the black mans hand cup her breasts
and caress the firm sensitive breasts of his daughter.

Her lover had now opened all buttons, exposing her naked body for all
in the room and John sat in his chair as if he would be paralyzed. He
know he should scream, jump on the stage and end the perverse
exhibition of his baby daughter, but he also felt his cock hard and
swollen in his pants and a perverted desire to see the scene unfold.
The surprise was so total, he never wondered what she was doing here,
why his baby was exposing herself to the eyes of horny strangers.
Strangers that only came her to stare at her and stroke their pulsing
cocks until they came, fantasizing about fucking her.
For the first time in years, he saw his daughter nude, and the sight
of her perky firm breasts, the sweaty sheen on her skin, the pink
signs of sexual excitement on her breasts and face made his cock
strain against the confinement of the pants. He saw the purple angry
cock head of the buy appear between her legs as he he pushed it
between her legsfrom behind, making it caress her pussy lips until it
was visible under her shaved crotch. John looked up from the obscene
sight and looked at her face, hidden by the mask. Her eyes were no
longer closed in lust but staring at him, wide open and her face
showed the deep pink color of embarrassment it always did when she was
caught doing something wrong. 

One hand of her lover was still fondling and playing with her breasts
while the other moved down her body to play with her clit. John
watched her squirm. For him it looked as if she was trying to brake
the tight embrace of her black lover, but for the audience it looked
as if she was about to be carried away by her passion. He watched how
her squirming movements made her lips slide over the shaft that was
trapped between her legs, he heard the mans lustful moans and listened
to her helpless whimpers that gradually changed back into moans. John
saw her right hand on the forearm of the man, he watched her try to
push the hand away from her sex as he fingered and teased her clit and
he groaned in perverse lust as the pushing motion of her hand changed
into a caress. 

He looked at her face again. Her eyes were closed and she was
breathing hard, the sensations of being exposed and watched, the
humiliation of having her father watch seemed to push her closer and
closer. John watched both of her hands reach up to hold her lovers
head and he watched amazed as the muscular men bent down, held her by
her knees from behind and lifted her off the ground, forcing her legs
wide open. 
John almost came as he watched her being lifted more and more until
her pussy lips were inches above the twitching, hungry cock of her
lover. The man forced her knees more open, giving everybody a clear
view of her shaved pussy, of her shimmering swollen pussy lips that
glistened from the juices of her lust and her exposed clit that begged
to be touched. He felt the desire to reach for it so strong he almost
got up to touch it.

He watched her lover lowering her slowly until her pussy lips touched
the swollen, threatening  thick cock head. It seemed impossible to him
that his baby would be able to take the cock without being torn apart.
And still he wanted to see it. He wanted to see it slide in her, open
her and he realized he wanted to watch his baby being fucked by that
fat, thick cock until he heard her passionate screams of lust. He
looked at her and their eyes locked. He watched the expression on her
partly hidden face, he watched her eyes open and saw her bite her
lower lip and he knew without looking down that the cock head was
about to enter her. The almost helpless look in her eyes as the cock
opened her tender flesh caused him to moan. Her breathing quickened
and he watched the pink sheen of arousal on her face darken and grow
on her chest. As the cock was almost in her, her lover stopped, giving
her time to feel the sensations of being filled to the point where it
almost hurt and then lifted her up again slowly until just the cock
head was in her. 

John watched amazed how her lover let her weight impale her on his
cock again, lifting her again and repeating it until his cock
glistened with the wet sheen of her arousal. He watched his daughter
reach down and rubbing her clit as her lover seemed to masturbate his
cock with her body and cunt. John looked up again realized she was now
staring at him, wanting him to watch how she was impaled on the thick
cock of her lover while she wantonly rubbed her clit. Their gaze never
broke as he heard her moans intensify. They were not the loud moans
and screams of a girl doing porn and faking an orgasm.It were the
intimate moans and whimpers of a woman making love and being brought
by her lover to the point of no return where nothing matters to her
but the passion and lust she feels about to explode. He watched the
expression of lust behind her mask until she looked as if she would be
in pain having her fingers dancing over her clit.
She screamed once and then her body shook and shivered and the
audience could see the spasmos of her belly as her orgasm started to
consume her body. She looked at him, she looked at her daddy with a
helpless look in her eyes, as if she would be surprised by the
intensity of her climax.

John heard the familiar grunts and groans of a man about to cum as her
lover felt the spasms of her cunt. He saw him pull her down on his
cock until he was completely buried in her and as John saw him pump
his semen in his beloved daughter, he felt his own cum rise like
molten lave through his cock. She looked in his eyes as he felt his
cock pump jets of hot semen in his pants, making him groan and shiver
as he lost control, shooting cum in his pants like a teenager on his
first date. 

Just as the spotlights went out and the stage sank back into darkness
again, their eyes locked again and for a moment he thought he saw her
blow him a kiss as she and her black lover vanished into darkness.
John felt a hot wave of guilt and quickly stood up, trying without
success to hide the big dark stain in front of his pants and left the
club, almost running.


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