Ann was excited about seeing the movie. After a lot of flicking and sucking, it was nice to relax and watch other people doing it for a while. Once in a while she even picked up a new trick, but not terribly often. After all, when a woman has devoted the last twenty years of her life to sex, there wasn't too much she hadn't tried at least once. Still, sex technique was an infinite art, and there was always something new.
The theater was fairly crowded, but they found two seats near the front. They both liked sitting close to the screen so they could see every hair and every gone bump. The movie started and the two women settled down to watch. The characters were young and good-looking, and Ann didn't have any trouble getting into the spirit of the film. She imagined herself playing every role. Rose was a more vociferous movie fan, and she whistled and yelped and applauded at everything in the film that turned her on, mainly the perky chicks.
As they sat watching a scene that showed a man fucking two young girls, Ann was so engrossed that she imagined she felt the man's hand on her hip. The illusion was so real that she couldn't believe it. On closer examination, it turned out that there really was a hand on her hip. It belonged to the guy sitting next to her. At first she didn't know what to do. She thought of telling Rose about it and having her punch the guy out, but she didn't want to act rashly. She looked over at the guy and found that he was a nice-looking and relatively young stud. Maybe she should take advantage of the situation, she thought.
She let the guy was her side for a while, then leaned towards Rose so she could lift the ass-cheek near the guy, giving him access to her bottom, if he wanted to take advantage of it.
He did. Taking Ann's movement as an invitation, he slipped his hand under her and felt the warm fullness of her ass. Ann was beginning to enjoy the guy's attention and her cunt was dampening her pants. She wondered if the guy could feel the moisture through her clothing.
She had put her crotchless panties on again before leaving Rose's place, and she was flying to figure out bow she could manage to get this guy's fingers in her pussy. He was pushing his fingers against her cunt and it felt peat, but that wasn't enough for her; she wanted to feel his fingers in the wet fold of her snatch.
Slyly, she unfastened her pants and loosened the waistband. Tugging the top of the pants down on the side where the guy was sitting, she provided an entrance for his hand. He didn't fail to notice, and in a second, he pulled his hand out from under her and stuck it in her pants.
There wasn't much room in her tight-fitting jeans and the guy had to wiggle his hand around and shove hard to get to the region of her cunt. When he did, though, and found that her underpants had no crotch, he dove right in with his strong fingers.
Ann gasped as she felt him enter her twat. He knew what to do with a hot cunt and Ann started getting the rewards of her generosity immediately. Ann lifted the leg near the guy and put her foot on the back of the seat in front of them so he had a little more room to maneuver in. He was sticking one finger after another in her until he had all four fingers tucked in her soaking twat. He had to leave his thumb out considering the difficulty of the situation.
Ann wanted to spread the joy, so she reached for Rose's belt and unfastened it. In another minute, her fingers were creeping into her girl friend's match. She copied every move the boy made in her cunt, in Rose's. When he slipped his middle finger up her tunnel, she did the same to Rose. Meanwhile, they were getting off on the movie, too.
With the visual excitement of the film and the tactile stimulation she was getting from the guy's fingering and the thrill of fingering Rose, Ann was having a ball. Electric waves of pleasure were rising in her and she knew she would have to have this guy bring her off. Being fair about it, she put her hand in his lap and felt the hard bone in his pants. The guy unzipped his fly and she pulled his rod out. Then, as he massaged the interior of her cunt, she stroked his prick. She pulled the loose skin up and down with a steady rhythm. Now both her hands were busy giving sexual rapture to two different people. It made Ann feel great to be handing out so much pleasure. The fingers in her cunt were making her feel pretty good, too.
Rose wanted to repay Ann and reached for her cunt. When she began probing, though, she found the area taken care of. She looked at Ann and they smiled gleefully at each other. The owner of the fingers in Ann's cunt looked to see who was trying to move in and saw what Ann was doing to Rose. So, a copy-cat, he noticed. Well, that was okay. When they til knew what was going on, they sat back and watched the film and kept their fingers at work.
Ann and Rose began feeling their lust rising to the point where it was getting difficult keeping quiet. Ann could hear the guy next to her begin to grunt, too. The three of them were making muffled sounds of ecstasy and they wondered if the people around them could hear what was going on. Every now and then, a gasp or moan would escape unmuffled and everyone in the theater could hear that something as going on over there, near the front. If anyone looked in their direction, they would have seen three people squirming around in their seats with passionate sensuality.
›From the corner of her eye, Ann saw a white pearl leap high in the air over the prick she was stroking, and a second later felt the hot wetness seep over her hand. The guy was trying, without much success, to be quiet about his ecstasy, but his groans of pleasure could be heard clearly.
Ann and Rose, were moaning in harmony as they began to come. The ringers in Ann's cunt had positioned themselves skillfully to give her the maximum mount of pleasure. Two fingers wen stuck up her cunt cave and two others were nabbing her clit. She was using her fingers in the same way on Rose's cunt. Rose grabbed Ann's other hand and they squeezed their hands together as they came.
When her climax was completed, her aggressive neighbor removed his hand. Ann leaned over and thanked him, then offered him some of her popcorn. She didn't want it any more, because she wanted to enjoy licking both her hands clean. As she watched the cocks on the screen spurting and the cunts drooling, she could taste the flavors of the real thing on her own hands. After the movie, Ann and Rose talked about it and about the finger-fucking they both received. They giggled and laughed like they did when they were teenagers. The two of them always had a good time together and that night was one of the best.
Ann dropped Rose off and found herself on the freeway once again. She was on her way home after another great day. She had a lot of fun and managed to keep big pricks out of her cant to let the poor thing recover from the night before. When Ann crawled in bed that night, she thought about how lucky she was to be able to pursue her hobby full-time. A lot of money and a beautiful body had made life very pleasant for her. CHAPTER SEVEN The next morning Ann woke up feeling great The sunlight was streaming through her bedroom window and she knew it was going to be a beautiful day. Stretching lazily, Ann decided to treat herself to a long, lazy tub bath.
Ann lay in the tub for a long time. When the water began to cool off, she turned on the hot faucet and heated it up again. Her skin was turning pink and wrinkly and her muscles were turned to icily, but she still didn't want to get out of the tub. As she soaked, the phone rang. Ann picked up her bathroom extension.
It was Jane, her sister. She was going to be in town for a few days and waned to see her. She was with her husband and their son. They made arrangements to meet for dinner.
Ann was glad that her sister and her family were in town. They didn't see each other often and Ann. liked her sister. It seemed that families were always splitting up these days, and Ann thought that was too bad. Well, she would have to get put of the tub before dinner time, anyhow. Until then, though, she could lie there and soak. For a while she even actually fell asleep. When she woke up, she realized that she would have to get out of the tub anyhow; she was getting hungry.
Her hunger overcoming her laziness, she got out of the tub and threw her robe on. As she prowled around the kitchen looking for food, she decided to go out for lunch. It was that or peanut butter and after-dinner mints. She would have to do some shopping soon. When she went into the bedroom to get dressed, she found her wardrobe in the same condition as her pantry: depicted, nothing clean. There was another possibility, though, and it might turn out interesting. If it worked out, she could have her cake, or in this case, her pizza, and eat it, too.
She called her local pizza parlor and ordered their biggest pizza with everything on it. She wrote a note that said, "Please come right in with the pizza," and put it on her door. Then she hopped back in the tub, congratulating herself on her ingenuity. When she was in the tub again, there was nothing to do but soak and wait for her lunch.
Before long, she heard someone enter the front door. "I'm in here," she hollered.
She heard someone walking around and she called out again. Finally a young kid stuck his head in the open bathroom door. He was good-looking but seemed reluctant to come in. She had to tell him to put the pizza down on the table that held a vase full Of flowers. The boy was obviously shy, but he kept stealing glances at her. Her huge tits floating in the tub were quite a sight.
"I don't have any money on me," she said. "Will you be a dear and bring me my purse?" She told him where he would find it.
The boy looked bewildered but interested. Ann could tell he -was drinking up the water from the tub in his imagination to get a better look. She was glad she hadn't used any bubble bath this lime and the water was crystal clear. The boy came back and handed her the purse. Ann gave him money and a big tip. She could feel his gaze on her submerged body.
"Would you like to stay and help mc eat. the pizza?" she asked.
"Gee I just ate a whole one myself a little while ago," he said sadly.
"Well in that case, I guess there's no reason for you "But I guess I could eat a little more," he interrupted. She knew he wasn't going to leave if he didn't have to.
Ann sent him into the kitchen to get a couple of beers. When he came back they began eating the pizza. Between bites, Ann asked him about himself and they carried on a casual conversation. The poor kid had trouble keeping track of what was being said. Ann's naked body was a big distraction. She knew exactly what was going on in his mind, of course, because she had the same thing in her mind. With her experience she was able to remain in control and the boy was about to go nuts. Ann enjoyed his frustration and knew she was going to make it up to him.
She ate piece after piece of pizza while the delivery boy was nibbling on his first piece. Ann sent him after another bottle of beer for each of them. She was in no hurry. When she was full, she wiped her mouth daintily with a napkin.
"Delicious," she said. She looked at the boy and could see that he didn't want to leave. He didn't say anything, but kept glancing at her tits.
"Would you like to hop in the tub with me?" Ann asked nonchalantly, and almost laughed when she saw the boy's reaction. His eyes opened wider than she would have thought possible and his jaw dropped to his chest.
When he just stood there dumbfounded, Ann repeated her invitation.
"S-Sure," he finally stammered, and began pulling off his clothing.
When he pulled d6wn his pants, and his stiff prick sprang into view, Ann was pleased with herself once more for thinking up the idea of ordering a pizza. I had a beautiful prick standing out from his crotch, twitching in the allegro rhythm of lust. He stepped into the water and sat facing her, with his back against the opposite end of the tub. They intertwined their legs. The boy's prick-head broke the surface of the water.
Ann slipped her foot into the boy's crotch and touched his balls with her toes. Lightly, she jostled the floating gonads. She felt his foot wiggle its way to her pussy and poke the hairy mound with his big toe. As they goosed each other with their feet, they looked at each other with smiles on their faces. When the foot work was getting tiring, Ann motioned with her finger for the kid to join her on her end of the tub. With a lot of splashing, the kid moved beside her. The tub wasn't quite wide enough for them to sit comfortably side by side, so they turned on their sides facing one another.
Ann put her arms around the boy's neck and pulled herself tightly against him. As her tits pressed into his flat, hard chest, their lips met. With opened mouths and lashing tongues, they kissed wildly. All the horny passion that had been mounting in the youth as he sat watching Ann in the tub, began to flow from him via grasping hands and a devouring kissing style. His lust was contagious, and Ann was getting crazy, too. Her juices were mingling with the bath water.
The boy was becoming more enthusiastic by the second. He was handling her tits roughly, squeezing them and bouncing them around. The firm tit-flesh was being kneaded like a big lump of dough that refused to take the shape of a loaf and teased the baker into trying harder. Her nipples were hard and sticking out from the ends of her jugs at least an inch. The kid pinched the gum-drop nipp1es and poked them into the pillow of tit, then let them pop out again.
He was wrapping his legs around hers and his cock poked her in the thigh and belly. They were rolling around wildly in the tub as water splashed
fingers wrapped around it felt so good that he didn't want to do that.
Ann squeezed his cock-head tightly but gently. Then she slid her hand down the length of the boner, her fingers raking softly over the 'veiny pole. When she reached the sac at the base of his tower, she took it in her outstretched hand and held it seductively. Her fingertips were spread around the circumference of the sac, way down under his crotch. She massaged the tender area under his balls, near his asshole. Her ball-holding was having a calming effect on the kid and he wasn't splashing around nearly as much.
Instead, he lay beside her and reached for her pussy. His large hand wrapped around the curve of her mound. He held the soft padding of her snatch tightly and squeezed the juice from it. Ann trembled slightly as the fatty tissues of her outer lips pressed her cut and sensitive inner lips in a tight bundle. Releasing his grip on the curved twat-mound, he slipped his middle finger into the slit. Ann was pleased to find that the kid knew his way around a cunt. He moved the probing fingertip over her~ gash, spreading it and releasing the copious fluid that was flowing down her tunnel.
His finger traveled all around with the gash, feeling, exploring and massaging. Ann threw one leg over the rim of the tub to spread her crotch wider. The warm bath water flowed into her snatch with the boy's finger. Ann moved her hand from his nuts, back to his- prick. She didn't want to be too rough with the throbbing rod, because she wanted to make him last as long as possible. She used all her talent to caress his prick with excitement, yet not get him too excited. Rather than jerk the skin of his cock up and down, or use any obvious type of stimulation, Ann tickled him with her fingertips, then squeezed his rod and made it vibrate in a frenzy of horny energy.
The boy slipped a finger past the inner mouth of her puny and entered the satin-lined chamber. The walls of her cave were oozing with warm lubricating fluid that covered his hand. He felt the contours of that pocket with his finger and was surprised when the walls compressed on his searching finger, as Ann used her clever cunt muscles to give him an encouraging squeeze. The kid added a few more lingers to the on already in there and by spreading them, he stretched the walls of her twat canal until it was a wide cavern. Ann gasped as he shoved his hand farther in her hole.
When lie had all four fingers in there, he put his thumb on her clit and wiggled it around. He. was. turning out to be a good lover. Ann was going wild with passion. The fingers in her pussy were stirring up her lust and it was showing in her fast, heavy breathing. They were still kissing; but suddenly he slid down and gabbed one of her hard nipples in his mouth. He sucked the whole thing in, and began sucking strongly on it. The hard nipple felt good on his tongue as he licked it with passion. His soft, warm tongue stroked the hard knob over and over. He could feel the bumpy skin of her areola around the protruding nipple on the moist surface of his tongue.
Ann wanted the kid to bring her to an orgasm with his finger, then fuck her. She would try for another orgasm with his prick as the stimulant, and come with him. She was nearing an orgasm already, and she still kept the kid relatively cool by not giving his prick too much friction. The pleasurable sensation his tit-sucking was sending through her, joined with the lust from her twat, and collected in a reservoir of sexual bliss.
"Ohh, that feels so good," she said in a desperate voice. "Suck me a little harder, yes, that's it. Ahh." Her words spurred the boy on to better efforts. His lingers sped up their pussy-diddling and he worked his mouth on her nipple harder and greedier.
"I-I-I'm coming!" she gasped breathlessly. "Ahhh! Ohh! OH!" her voice rose to an ear-shattering screw and the boy kept his mouth and ringers going until she began to quiet down and her tense body relaxed.
"Keep your fingers in there but take it easy," she whispered to him.
She took his face away from her tit, turned his head and rested his cheek on her billowing breast. After a short rest, she would be ready to take his prick into her oven, but meanwhile, she held it in her hand and continued to massage it gently to keep it ready and able. The kid was getting impatient, she knew, and as soon as she could, she pulled him on top of her. He took his position and brought his twitching organ to the spread lips of Ann's pussy. With an aggressive thrust of his hips, the boy drove his prick deep into Ann's waiting cunt. Her body jerked with the shock of having her cunt nailed so quickly. The poor kid had been waiting far a chance to get into her for quite a while, so Ann couldn't blame him for not being gentle. As he began to pump his hips back and forth, Ann's just-spent passions came immediately to life. The feeling of a hard, teenage cock sliding in and out of her twat always had its effect on her, and this cock was doing its work very well. With every lunge, her cunt stretched over his driving rod. As he withdrew on the back stroke, the big knob on the end of his dong pulled at the silky sleeve that held it. All the juicy folds of her cunt were being twisted, stretched and squeezed by the battering ram the boy wielded. As his cock contorted her cunt, the clit, lying among the folds of pink flesh, was getting a real workout.
Once again the water was flying as they humped in the tub. The pair of them, gripping each other tightly, couldn't get hold on the porcelain of the tub so they slipped around on the smooth, wet surface' and had to work much harder to get friction between their organs. They were both huffing and puffing with the exertion, but they were also getting it on. The sound of grunts and moans of pleasure proved their rapturous delight. Ann was holding onto her lover with her arms around his shoulders and her legs around his hips. The boy was holding her tightly around her shoulders.
Ann's fits were flattened against the kid's chest and their bellies slapped together loudly with every forward thrust. The thick, long prick appeared between their crotches, under the water, and then disappeared up her snatch again about twice a second as they fucked with all their energy. The water in the tub was a maelstrom as their bodies churned it up. The walls and ceiling of the bathroom were dripping with water splashed from the tub. If someone walked into the room at that minute, they would think a naval battle was going an in the tub.
Ann heard the boy's grunts grow louder and she knew that he was about to shoot his load. Her own orgasm was near, too, and she hoped they could come together. There was nothing in the world as nice as coming, and holding someone in your arms who is also coming. On the threshold of their orgasms, the two fuckers were using every bit of their strength to make it a good climax. They held each other with all their might, while they pumped their hips back and forth, driving that huge cock in and out of Ann's pussy as fast as they could.
As they both cried out in ecstasy, they came. The boy's prick began spewing hot jism into Ann's sucking twat. She could feel the hot wads searing her cunt lining. As she orgasmed, her cunt convulsed and the muscles gripped the kid's prick with an irregular rhythm. They continued pounding away at each other until they both got every ounce of pleasure from the fuck. Then they stopped. Most of the water had been splashed out of the tub and they lay there, his body rag-like, draped over her, in a few inches of lukewarm water. Neither of them had the strength to move.
They didn't know how long it was that they lay there like that, but finally the boy said, "Wow." That was all he could manage.
"Yeah," Ann agreed.
As the water cooled, they decided to get out. They climbed slowly out of the tub and stood on wobbly legs. The boy fumbled with his clothes and Ann went into the living room and sank down on the couch. When the boy came out of the bathroom, dressed in his soaking wet clothes, he thanked her and left. Ann -was too spent to do anything but wave. With a big effort, she staggered out on her terrace and lay down in the warm sunshine. The sun dried her while she rested.
Shit! she said to herself when she remembered her dinner engagement. How would she ever be able to get ready for that? She felt like she would need at least a week's rest.