At the Movies

You met me in one of the private booths in back. The screen came on and rolled

the movie I had selected. It was a story about a massage parlor, and when the

housewife went in and was surprised to get a woman to serve her, I wrapped my

arms around you and cupped your breasts, hefting them and letting my fingers

define their contours. Your breathing got slow as you watched the housewife

slowly strip, and I lifted the front of your skirt to run my hand down and up

your leg, ending at your panties which were already damp.

The woman doing the massage was rubbing and kissing the housewife's perky bottom

now, and I matched her motions by kissing your neck while I leaned you back

against me so I could work my finger into your panties and your hot slit. I

rubbed my finger up, down, sometimes in just a little, and you started writhing

from side to side. By this time the woman in the movie had the housewife's legs

over her shoulder and she was tonguing the woman until she cried out and pounded

her hands against the massage table. You took my other hand off your breast and

pressed it to your mouth, muffling your own cries as your other hand pushed mine

so I was slicking my finger down and rubbing my palm against your clit. You

shook hard several times and bit my palm a little...

You wiggled in my lap as my finger swirled in your soppy slit, The movie had

changed scenes without our paying strict attention and now there were three

women in the massage room. The housewife was on her back and one woman was

squeezing her breasts while the other was sliding a large grey dildo in and out

of her. The housewife was moaning loud, and I slipped my finger fully inside

you, moving it in and out in rhythm with the action on the screen. You finished

unbuttoning your blouse and slid your bra cups up and off to caress your own

breasts as I did this.

The woman with the dildo pressed it deep inside the housewife and leaned down to

suck her clit, while at the other end the woman massaging the housewife's

breasts climbed up on the table and lowered her crotch to receive the

housewife's tongue. I could hear your breath coming in short pants, and I worked

a second finger in between your legs. You began rhythmically squeezing your legs

around my hand, tight then loose, tighter then loose, and when the woman on the

table started shaking all over you grabbed my hand and moved it in and out fast.

You shook once, twice, then rubbed your ass hard from side to side against my

crotch as you came, quietly, breathing hard...

You sat in my lap, leaning back against me as your breath returned to normal. On

the screen the two women had tied the housewife's arms onto the table and were

tickling her with feathers. I watched the scene as you got up and asked me to

trade places. When I stood, you quickly undid my belt and zipper, and tugged my

pants down before letting my sit on the bench in front of you. You slid your

cool hands into my briefs, moving your fingers down to play with each of my

testicles. I was already hard, and the visual stimulation on the screen only

enhanced the tactile stimulation of your fingers.

You left one hand casually stroking the bottom of my ball sac as you withdrew

the other one. I watched the women on the screen lift the housewife's legs,

wondering, when your hand returned to the inside of my briefs, warm and

sticky-wet. You clasped me, making a loose fist, and started moving your grip

down and up my shaft, coming almost all the way off the head on the upstroke. I

opened my legs wider and breathed a low "aaahhhhh" as my erection grew. You took

advantage of my spread legs to wiggle your fingers down to the soft spot between

my balls and my ass, and I lifted my hips involuntarily when you teased me there

with a sharp fingernail.

Your fingers and palms were working me quickly into a lather, and when I opened

my eyes again I gasped at the scene on the screen. One woman had her face and

tongue nestled between the housewife's nether globes while the other was slowly

working an extremely large dildo in and out of the housewife's pussy. The camera

zoomed and I could see her labia stretched and tugging as the woman would pull

it out. That was the last straw, as I groaned and said "ohmy... ohhh I'm...

gonna..."

"I know," you said, and you started lightly squeezing my balls with one hand as

you slid your other hand up and down. My groin muscles spasmed and I jerked my

hips, thrusting up and back at your hand, sending wave after wave of sticky hot

semen up onto your wrist and hand, soaking my briefs (good thing you took down

my pants) and dripping down inside where your other hand rubbed the creamy stuff

into my balls. I closed my eyes as my jerks slowly grew farther between and

slower, less intense. Finally we sat there, your right hand lightly stroking my

balls as the movie came to an end and I heard you say, "So what's the second

feature?"