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   Movie and dinner By Angelo MFm, mF, exh, cons, oral, public, movie

   We had gotten tired of going to the lake every weekend, so a few days
ago my wife Britney asked me if I'd like to go to a movie instead. 
Checking the listings, we decided to go see the new batman show but do it
at the noon matinee.  It being the summer, I asked her to wear one of her
cute little dresses.

   We got to the theater a bit early and got our tickets then went to the
pub down the street to waste the hour or so we had before the show.  We
both had a beer and then I noticed they were doing a Saturday afternoon
special on jagerbombs.

   Now I know that the song says that tequila makes a clothes fall off, but
for Britney, it's a jager.  I ordered us each a shot.

   "George," she said teasingly, "you know what jager does to me." I nodded
and smiled.  We took the shot and she let one hand drift up to her the top
button of her dress.  "Just for you," she winked at me, and unbuttoned it.
I smiled a little wider and leered at her.  At thirty she was just
beginning have that real hotness that some women only develop much later in
life.  She has that confidence that just screams "Look at me!", while still
keeping her cute little petite build and firm little b-cup boobs that she's
had since I met her.  She uses it to her advantage with dresses that drop
down and show off her lightly tanned chest.  Her boobs are small and perky
enough that she doesn't have to wear a bra and she knows how much I like
when she goes without.  Her dress today was a light cotton material that
cut to a wide V between her boobs.  It had a long line of buttons holding
it together down the front and came just above her knees as she sat on the
bar stool.

   "How about a button for every shot?", I said, "just to make it
interesting." I waved the bartender over and he poured us a second round.

   "Yes, but can you take how interesting it will be?" She smiled at me and
took her second shot.  Dramatically now she used both hands to undo the
second button, pulling it apart briefly so I could see smooth breast bone.
It was unbuttoned now to the bottom of her breasts.  I looked at the long
line of buttons leading down between her thighs.  I almost fainted right
there with anticipation.

   We turned back to the bar so that the bartender wouldn't notice anything
out of place.  We watched sports and chatted and she stayed turned so that
I could glance sideways and down her top.  During a commercial break I
looked at my watch and ordered two more shots for each of us.  She gave me
a wicked and questioning smile, and I said, "well, we only have a few more
minutes until the movie." The shots arrived and I said, "Ready?" She nodded
and downed the tasty liquid.  The bartender was encouraging us now,
although he didn't notice her dress open, and he was cheering on our
obvious celebration in an otherwise empty bar.

   When he turned away, Britney turned to me and unbuttoned first one
button then the other.  It was unbuttoned now below her breasts, into that
risqué area above her navel.  The bartender was looking the other way
cleaning something behind the bar and Britney grasped the sides of her
dress and slowly pulled the apart, first showing me the soft curve of the
underside of her breast then the dark nipples, hard and pointed outward. 
She knows how I like it when she slowly and deliberately exposes herself. I
stopped breathing for a second, then she closed her top and turned back to
the bar.  Her nipples were hard and pointed through the thin cotton.

   "Thank you," I said, grinning.  She shrugged and smiled.  We had about
another five minutes and I tried to keep up my side of the conversation but
she was very distracting.  When she sat back, the only thing you could tell
was that her nipples slightly prominent under the top.  When she leaned
forward however her dress fell away from her shoulders and you could see in
from the sides, her beautiful breasts, nipples and everything.  After I had
paid and we were getting ready to leave and older gentleman came in and sat
several seats away on the other side of Britney.  She leaned forward, and
waited, continuing her conversation with me, until she was sure she'd seen
him notice out of the corner of her eye.  He noticed after a just a few,
and over the next few minutes continued to glance over at her.  I think he
was trying to get up the nerve to say something to her.  I could see her
blushing with her own excited exhibition, then she jumped up and grabbed my
arm and said, "Let's not miss the movie."

   As it turned out we were cutting it close with the timing.  When we got
in the theater the it was already dark and everyone else was watching the
dark atmosphere of gotham.  "Where do you want to sit?" she whispered in my
ear.  I told her go up top, and she lead us up the very top row.  Then to
my amusement she went and sat down right next to a teenager who was in
there by himself.  "Is this too close?" she whispered to me, "it was in the
middle." I shook my head no, that it was fine.  The rest of the theater was
not that full.  We were the only people up on the top row except for our
neighbor here.  I guess it came from having 4 theaters all showing the same
movie and it being the middle of the day.

   Now one of the things I know about Britney is that she drinks diet coke
like crazy in a movie theater.  It's something about how nervous she gets.
The dark sinister action of the Batman flick was doing nothing to help.  I
usually put the diet coke in the far side of my chair so she has to reach
across me, and I can grope her inconspicuously.  I notice during the movie
that she was getting diet coke fairly frequently, and each time she did, I
would slip my hand inside her dress and cup her breast, pulling the nipple
softly between my fingers, so that looking across at her you could see the
peak of her nipple very clearly under the light fabric.  I peaked across
her and could see that the teenager in the next seat had certainly noticed
and was trying his best checkout her perky tits through the thin fabric and
dim lighting without turning his head.

   About half way through the movie she got up and went to the restroom
reaching down and squeezing my upper thigh as she left.  When she got back
I noticed immediately that more buttons were undone.  I'm sure it was a
good movie, but all I could watch now was the rise and fall of her chest.
The dress was unbuttoned but it was only slightly apart.  Then she reach
across me for some more diet coke, holding the straw in her lips and
sucking it meaningfully while she looked into my eyes.  My hand at the same
time stroked across her tit and down until it reached the next closed
button.  I unbuttoned it and I could feel her navel.  As she pulled away, I
hung onto the side closest to me and pulled it so that as she sat up her
dress was obviously open.  Her skin from her neck down to her bellybutton
shown in the cool electric cast of the movie screen.  Only the weight of
the cotton held the dress down covering her tits and nipples.

   I was sitting in a dark theater and Britney's dress was unbuttoned
almost down to her waist, and I was obviously hard as a rock.  I was about
to cum just looking at her, and I must have moaned or she picked up on my
arousal.  She slipped a hand into my lap and I felt her deftly unzip my
jeans and pull me out and start stoking me gently.

   Britney is a master of handjobs and has wonderful, tiny, soft hands.  I
closed my eyes, feeling her stroke me - keeping me hard but not taking me
over the edge.

   Then I felt her pause, and then she started again, and she leaned into
me and said, "Our little teenage neighbor has gotten a hard on looking at
my tits." I love it when she talks dirty, and in a breathy whisper I asked
her how she knew.  She looked up into my eyes greedily, "because I have his
cock in my other hand."

   I started at this point, leaned forward slightly and saw that indeed she
had his cock out and was stroking it in rhythm with my own, she squeezed my
cock hard.  I closed my eyes and saw colors on the back side of my eyelids
as I came.  I felt my thick white sauce bubbling out over her fingers.  She
squeezed my cock even harder stopping the burst in the very middle.  When
she did this I always knew that she wanted me to save some so she could use
it again.  True to form I stayed rock hard and she brought her cum covered
fingers up to her mouth sucking my seed.

   "God you taste so hot," she said.  "He's getting close too," she
whispered in my ear, "I can feel him throbbing." She had this hot dreamy
expression on her face, even as she whispered to me.  I reach across her
and pushed her dress off of the tit closest to the boy.  "You want him to
see my tittie?" she whispered to me, "you think it will make him cum for
me? I think you're right.  Oh, George I can feel his little cock throbbing
in my hand.  Oh, he's about to, he's..." and then she sighed.  I could feel
her jerking with her other hand, her tit bouncing lightly in the flash of
the gotham city movie.  Her motions slowed and stopped.  "Button me up
please," she said.  I buttoned the two buttons right between her tits and
she got up abruptly and started walking towards the exit.  I quickly zipped
up my gear and followed her.  She had stopped for me in the dimly lit
hallway.

   "Look at this," she said, and she held up her hand.  She had a small
pool of cum in her hand, and her hand was slick and sticky looking and she
had spots of more cum all the way up to her elbow.  "Now watch me," and I
watched my beautiful Britney bring her and to her mouth and slurp up the
teenagers cum, then like a foxy little cat she licked the stray droplets
from her arms, sucking her fingers and licking between them.  "That is so
hot," she said.  I couldn't think of anything to say, I just agreed with
her and caressed her butt with my hands, awestruck.

   "Now for you," she said, reaching down and grabbing me through my pants.
For a second I thought she was going to get me off in the hallway right
there.  But she squeezed me then went out into the main area, looked around
and led me into another movie.  I caught the name as we snuck in.  It was
another comic book knock off, not nearly as popular as Batman and halfway
into its run time.  Britney peeked in then led me up to the top row again.
There was almost no one in the theater this time but there was another
teenager in the top row.  And I always wondered why they pick these seats,
I chuckled.

   This time, she sat us three seats away with me between them, and as soon
as we were seated she wasted no time in unbuttoning her buttons and resume
stroking me.  She glance over and saw that the teenager was watching her.
She made a little mewing sound then turned sideways so as she turned to
grip my cock with both hands she was facing both of us.

   "You can show him my tits, if you want to," she said looking up into my
eyes, her soft little hands swirling around my cock.

   I wasted no time, pulling the top of her dress apart, her firm little
tits falling forward in the glow of the superhero movie.  She made another
little mewing sound then lowered her head to my lap, swallowing my cock to
the base before raising up keeping just the head of my cock in her mouth,
giving me room to massage her boobs with both hands.

   Because we were in the back row, from anywhere else in the theater it
would have just looked like I was sitting by myself.  But in facts, she was
softly sucking and tonguing the head of my cock, letting her drool run down
it, and jerking me rhythmically into her mouth.  I was already so turned on
that it took her almost no time, before I was throbbing and releasing into
her mouth, rope after rope of salty sperm.  I had a huge orgasm and I could
feel her completely drain my balls, keeping the head of my cock in her
mouth until I was empty.  She raised her head and held it out on her
tongue, and let me watch her swallow.  Then she smiled at me.  I could
still see the sticky gloss of cum still on her teeth.

   "It looks like our friend may need some release too," she whispered to
me, still stroking my slick cock, still hard even if it was empty at the
moment.  I glanced over.  The youth had his cock out and was jacking off
watching us.  "Do you think I should help him out?" she looked up at me and
all I could do was smile and nod.  It was like a fantasy come true.

   Britney paused to give me a moment to back out, then seeing that I was
turned on she got out of her seat and walked quickly over to the young man,
taking a seat next to him.  She wasted no time but dropped her head to his
lap.  For a minute I wished I had a better view, because all I could see
was her back and her head beginning to bob up and down.  She knows me
pretty well though, and a moment later she slid out of the chair and down
to the floor between his legs.  She pulled her dress off her shoulders so I
could watch her boobs swing softly as she sucked him into her mouth.

   All of the sudden the movie went silent and the only sound in the movie
theater was the soft lewd sound her gulping and sucking and his high
grunts. My heart surged into my throat.  For a second I thought, oh my god,
we've been caught.  Then I looked at the screen and realized it was just a
dramatic pause in the action.  My heart was still racing to the sound of
the slurping three seats to my right, and I could sense all the other movie
watchers turning and seeing only two heads and imagining where the third
was.  The movie music started again though it seemed like it had been
forever.  I could see him jerking after only a few more seconds of her
treatment, she lunged down around him.  She loves to take as much of my
cock in her mouth as possible, with her tongue rolling back and forth
across the bottom, and now she was treating this youngster.  I could
imagine that wonderful sucking feeling.  Then he settled back into his
seat, and she moved back over to the seat next to me.

   "How was it?" I asked her.  She smiled then opened her mouth.  It was
still full of his load.  She wiggled her tongue around in his sperm then
swallowed for me.

   "Take me home and fuck me," she said.

   I looked at her and smiled, her dress around her waist, her tits proud
and nipples hard, and her lips glossy with three loads of sperm. 
"Absolutely," I said, "but we're going to have to come see batman again
sometime soon."

   "Perhaps," she said, "or maybe we can just invite the neighbor's kid
over and have a movie night."

   She buttoned up her dress and we left before the movie had even reached
its climax.  But we didn't miss it one bit.


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