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Movie Ch. 01

By: tvr



She felt the almost electric sensation rush upwards through her body as the gust of wind threatened to blow up the short skirt she was wearing as they crossed the parking lot towards the theater. 

As the rule for the evening is that she could wear no underwear, the cool air on her bare skin caused an immediate reaction. She could feel her nipples pushing against the almost rough linen of her light top, their dark tips showing through slightly as they. She gasped as the cool air rushed up her smooth thighs, moving across her naked pussy, moving through the hair of her thick bush, making her slit tingle. Her nipples were engorged and full, the thin sweater draped over her shoulders barely covering their dark points, as the combination of cool air, and the growing heat between her legs stimulated them to their full hard length. 

As she walked, she was aware that the simple act of walking was now causing the slightly engorged lips of her slit to gently squeeze against her hardening clitoris, each step causing her to catch her breath. As they held hands walking towards the movie theatre, she was unable to help from clasping his hand tightly every once and a while as a sensation became to strong to ignore. She almost died when she felt his hand slip around behind her and raise the back of her skirt almost to her waist, before she wrestled it back down, glancing over her shoulder to see if anyone had been behind them in the parking lot. 

She chastised him but had to admit that it had caused another rush of wetness to further lubricate her now slick cunt lips. She ached to reach down and rub her fingers through the dark curls and quench the ache that was building between her legs but couldn’t dare as they now stood in the crowded lobby. The wait in line for tickets seemed to take forever, but fortunately they were able to get to their seats with only a few moments to the movie. 

As she sat, her now hot lips squeezed her throbbing clit so hard when she sat down, that she actually gasped out loud..she could wait no longer, allowing her hand to reach down, as if straightening her skirt, to push her finger hard against her crotch, through the thin skirt. She had to quickly pull her hand away as a couple walked down the aisle ahead of her to take their seats...suddenly, the lights began to dim , and the theatre became darker as the opening credits began to roll. 

Fortunately as the movie had been playing for a week two, the crowd was light tonight. There was no one close to them, and the late show meant even fewer had turned out, but people behind and in front of them forced her to try to keep movements and her breath even. She slipped her hand to her lap, slowly letting her fingers slip under the hem, and push upwards, tracing lightly up her thighs until they brushed against the wet slit. She ran her fingers up and down its length lightly, then slowly let her fingertip slide just inside. 

She felt her muscles clamp down as she slipped a second finger inside...she realized that she was starting to slide her fingers in and out, and that someone behind might be able to tell, forcing herself to slow down...her other hand reached across, resting in his lap for a moment , tracing the length of his hard cock through his pants... slowly she let her finger slide up his zipper, grasping the tab, before slowly lowering it all the way..her hand still stroking her wet slit, touching her clitoris as it poked out through her thick bush, she let her other hand rest against the open pants, before letting her fingers snake inside to grasp his hardness. 

She felt his body stiffen, and heard his breath as she slowly traced her fingers along it, circling the tip, until she felt the first wet drops of his juices on the tip of his hot cock...the feel of its slickness, made her own juices flow even stronger, making it even easier to slide her fingers deeper inside of herself. They played like this for over 40 minutes through an extremely boring movie, unable to concentrate on what was happening on the screen anyway. She had taken herself to the edge over a dozen times, each time swearing that she would not be able to stop the climax she so desperately wanted, but always held back, knowing that it would not go unnoticed...

She could tell that he was in the same condition she was by the rush of his breath more and more often...Finally she could take no more, and leaned over to whisper in his ear, zipped him up carefully and smiled. He too smiled , surprised by her boldness, but nodded in agreement. Slowly she rose, and moved to the aisle and made her way out to the lobby and down to the ladies room. The Trenton theater being so old, the washrooms were in the dark hallway just outside the seating area, and far from the lobby...after a couple of moment, he too rose and mad his way down the same hall...she had arrived and ensured that the woman's bathroom was indeed empty, and then waited at the door, motioning him silently to hurry...she reentered the bathroom, and entered the last stall, and waited for him to enter it behind her. 

As he did, she closed the door, quickly undoing his pants, and lowering them to his knees, and sat him down on the toilet...she leaned over, taking his hard knob in her mouth, sliding her mouth over it, making it wet and slick, while her hand rubbed furiously between her legs...she then had him raise his legs so his feet braced against the door and then turned and started to lower herself, legs spread, and wet gash gaping until she felt his hard, round knob pressing against her slit. She lowered herself taking it all inside of her...she could not believe what they were doing, although anyone coming in would simply see her feet, as if she were simply sitting on the toilet, unaware that she was levering up and down on the hot shaft of her husband...she almost lost it when she heard a girl come in and enter the next stall, slowing her movements but not wanting to lose it as she heard the girls zipper being undone, her pants being lowered, and then the sound of water on water as she peed. 

All the while, she continued to slowly rise and lower herself , deeper and deeper, hardly noticing the departure of the inhabitant of the next stall...finally, no longer able to control the desire, and fueled by an hour of tortuous foreplay, she gave in to the sensation and allowed what had to be the strongest orgasm she had ever experienced to overtake her...she was not sure if the sound of her breathing and moans were as loud as they seemed, but didn’t care as the sensations rushed through her body, her legs shaking as the climax washed over both of them...she could feel his hot juices shooting into her hot tunnel, felt then squeezing back out of her tight hole as he continued to pound into her, his hands still grabbing her hips tightly...after a few moments, they were able to discreetly make their way out of the theater and back to the car. 

As they drove home, she made a note to see what was playing tomorrow night...

Movie Ch. 02



Even though it was supposed to be Shawn's birthday night out, she was enjoying this as much as he was...she enjoyed watching as he strugged not to stare at her breasts every time she leaned at just the right angle...the fact that they were sitting in a restaurant made it even more fun. She had suggested dinner and a movie, and said she would meet him at Kelseys at 5, after dropping Rhiannon at her Nanas for the night. She had to be careful that morning so he wouldn't catch on, so she dressed as normal in a skirt and blouse and headed off to work. She smiled as she remembered the quick stop in the bathroom before leaving work to remove her bra. 

One more quick adjustment in the restaurant parking lot to undue the top three button on her blouse completed the task. As they talked, she glanced down to ensure that the last closed button, the one just beneath her breasts, was adequately veiling her firm breasts. As long as she sat straight, shoulders back, her nakedness was not obvious, and her hard nipples poking against the dark blue cotton blouse, were discreet but evident. However, the daring gap provided a teasing glimpse of her hard nipples every time she reached over to touch his hand, or leaned across the table to reach the salt. She had ensured that she sat at a table, and to his right, to ensure he had a side view for these opportunities, rather than directly across from him in a booth. He was enjoying the game, she could tell from the smile on his face, and the gentle shaking of his head as he commented that she was full of surprises 

Dinner was relaxed and fun, and she was constantly moving just so, to either give him, or deny him a better view...she had to admit it was kind of exciting to realize that a few passing patrons, as well as their waitress at one point, seemed to be distracted by her teasing views.

Finally, after a long and leisurely dinner, she realized that it was time to start out for the theater to catch the show. She made sure he got one more good glimpse before they got into their vehicles to head to the theater. She realized she too, was excited from the game, and knew he was as well. 

Shawn was still smiling as they parked and walked into the theater, her nakedness now covered by her jacket. Although it had been warming up, it was cool enough to warrant them both wearing their 3/4 jackets across the parking lot...she knew her nipples were feeling the cool night air, their hardness threatening to drive her crazy as they brushed against her blouse as they walked into the theater. They paused at the food kiosk, but decided they didn't need any more food and headed straight into the theater with only a few moment before the show started. Normally they sat in the middle, half way down, but Shawn didn't seem to care as she chose the left hand side of the theater, off to the side, and let him enter the aisle first, so she could again sit to his right. 

As they sat, he smiled understanding that she wanted to continue to allow him more of the views that had driven him crazy at dinner. She undid her coat, allowing it to slide off of her shoulders behind her, ensuring that he had a great view of her right breast, and dark nipple. The great part was that with no one to their left Shawn was the only one that could see into her blouse, which gaped slightly as she sat. Anyone to their right, or front would not notice anything. Shawn laughed as he leaned over and joked that he had better leave his coat on, and done up until the lights dimmed to hide the erection he swore was going to rip through his jeans...they giggled silently as the lights dimmed and the movie began. 

The movie was quite good, and she was surprised by the half empty theater. After a few moment, she casually reached over to touch his hand, noting that he did take a moment to glance down into her blouse as he sighed and returned his gaze to the screen. As they watched the movie, she innocently moved her hand over to rest on his leg. She noted how the leather of his coat felt cool under her warm fingertips, then slowly slid her hand just under the bottom of his coat, then slowly slid her fingers up the inside of his thigh. She felt him stiffen, and heard his breath catch as her fingers continued to trail upward, hidden from view by his coat, slowing as she reached the top of his thigh...

She paused, her fingers slowly tracing circles on the denim, before continuing, knowing she had reached her goal when she heard him gasp as her fingers touched sensed the round hardness that signaled the beginning of his hard cock. She allowed two, then three fingers to circle its roundness, then slid her fingers along its length, up and down, pushing just hard enough to make him squirm slightly in the seat. She sat still, facing forward, as if she was not initiating the sexual manipulations occurring under his coat. She could feel his eyes glancing over at the barely visible slope of her breast, then leaned forward just enough to let him see the dark circle of her nipple in the flickering theatre light. With her free hand, she reached up as if to move an errant hair off of her face, but ensured that her fingers caught the edge of her blouse as she lowered it, all but exposing her breast to him as she did. At the same time, she rubbed her fingers along the length of his cock, still tightly restrained in the tight jeans. 

She let her fingers trace upward, her fingers following the hardness of his cock to where it met his body, then continued upward along the cool metal zipper, past the metal tab to the waistband of his jeans, her fingers popping the round button through the buttonhole, undoing his jeans...her fingers then grasped the zipper tab, carefully lowering it, then slipped her fingers into the open crotch of his jeans to his underwear. She was glad he had worn a pair of his white briefs, the ones with the fly, instead of his bikini style...this made it easier, her fingers exploring them looking for the fly opening, letting her fingers slip inside, searching for his cock...her fingers touched the hot skin, feeling the blood pulsing through the thick veins of his manhood, feeling its length moving under her touch as his muscles reacted to her fingers. 

She gently grasped the round hardness of his knob, sensing the wetness at its tip, evidence of his excitement from her teasings. She slowly slid his shaft through the opening in his underwear, so she could wrap her fingers around it, her fingers closing around it as she began slowly stroking it, moving her hand slowly, ever so slowly up and down. She smiled, knowing that no one around them would have any idea what she was doing, even those behind them, her movements hidden by the seatback, and his coat. His breath was coming in small, rapid bursts, she thought even matching the pace of her hand, still stroking, and gripping his hard cock, occasionally feeling a wet, drop as it wet the end of his penis. She could tell he was getting close, as she could feel his thighs and legs straightening, and could sense his tensing...

She increased the pace, and pressure and as she sensed he was about to come, discreetly reached over with her free hand and lifted the coat back slightly, smiling as she glanced discreetly over, glimpsing the pinkness of the end of his cock as her fingers closed around its thickness,... she felt his hot skin pulse against her fingers, once, twice, then felt it harden, and lengthen, straining against her grip as the first white jet of his juices shot out from under the coat...she moved the jacket slightly, so she could watch as it stopped for a few seconds as she continued to stroke, then watched in awe as spurt after spurt shot out in front of him as she stroked...she could feel the hot, slick juices on her hand, lubricating her movements, as she slowed the pace. 

As his breath regained normality, she allowed the coat to again slip down over her hand, then slipped his slowly softening cock back inside his underwear. She then withdrew her hand, fingers slick as she reached into he pocket for the napkins she had taken on the way in. Shawn had been so distracted, he hadn't even noticed... she smiled and focused her attention on the rest of the show...