This story is absolutely true – I have previously put it on a “Truth or Dare” site (under a different name), but it is mine, and I guess that it will appeal to SH readers. My most extreme sexual adventure happened about 25 years ago, when I was in Sydney, Australia, for a conference. I was at a loose end one evening, and ended up going into a rather dreary-looking XXX cinema. It was the usual run of "suck & fuck" movies, nothing special. After about 20 minutes, the film stopped, and a girl came on the stage, and did a striptease. She finished and the film started again. A bit later, it happened again - another girl, and a very sexy strip, then back to the movies. By this time, I could see the pattern, and I wanted to get a better view of the next stripper, so I moved to the front row. The next girl to come on was wearing a bikini, with chains on it; she was heavily made up in a Goth style - jet black, spiky hair and a black "lightning streak" on her pale face. Not my type at all, but she had a fit body, and I smiled at her and licked my lips. She came to the front of the little stage, and seemed to be performing just for me. Then to my amazement, she beckoned to me, and got me to go up on stage. I was not too keen, but I couldn't back down, not in front of an audience. I went up, to the cheers of the crowd, and she started dancing close up to me, inviting me to hold her neat little tits, and stroke her body. Then to my horror, she undid my buttons, and removed my shirt; then my jeans came off (getting a round of laughter and applause for the Pom with the white M&S underpants!) followed rapidly by my underwear. I really didn't know what to do – at that time, I was not an exhibitionist in normal life, but there I was, stark bollock naked, with an almost naked girl holding my cock, in front of about 60 noisy and excited Australian men. I could only go along with it. Of course, by now, I had a real hard-on - it couldn't be disguised. The girl (I never found out her name) kept dancing, rubbing up against me and encouraging me to help her remove her bikini top and bottoms. When we were both naked, she made me lie down on the stage (sideways on to the audience), and she squatted over me, at first sitting on my chest, and encouraging me to hold and squeeze her firm, pointed little tits. Then she slid down my belly (I can still almost feel her wiry pubic hair rubbing along my tummy). When her crotch was on mine, she actually held my cock firmly down, away from her pussy, but this wouldn't have been obvious to the audience - she bounced up and down on me, and it must have looked as though I was screwing her deeply. In fact, at one point, I was feeling so aroused that even I thought that I my cock had gone inside her cunt, but no such luck. After what seemed an age of pretend fucking, she got off me, and knelt beside me facing the audience. She then kept on wanking my rigid cock, timing it so that I didn't cum too quickly. Then, as her music came to an end, she increased the wanking and I came in an almighty gush, the cum going all up my chest, to the cheers of the audience. She then cleaned up the cum with paper towels, and got me to stand up, and take a bow, still stark naked. Then I was taken back-stage to clean up; I made my exit and went back to my hotel, absolutely knackered. Every word of this is absolutely true; nothing like it has ever happened to me before or since, but I shall never forget the time I stripped in front of an audience, "fucked" a girl I had never seen before, and was wanked in public to have the biggest cum of my life. Just writing this, after all these years has made me feel so horny, I'll have to try to repeat that wank!