It was February of 1986. Kelly and I were both twenty-five. We were intrigued by the ads for the newly released movie “9-1/2 Weeks” so we decided to have a Saturday date night. Around halfway through the movie, my cock was stiff as a board and Kelly’s breathing had become shallow. The theater was perhaps a third full and people of lots of different ages were nearby. It wasn’t the place to do much of anything other than softly rub each other through our blue jeans.
The weather was cold and shitty but we got home as quickly as we could. We were both naked in moments and under the comforter. I was still hard and Kelly mounted me as I lay on my back. We talked as we fucked. Well, we started talking after Kelly was done slamming her sopping wet cunt on me for a few strokes to get her first orgasm out of the way.
We agreed that overall, the movie was fucked up. The characters were fucked up. The ending was fucked up. The story was fucked up. Yet, I was rock hard, her panties were soaked, and we couldn’t have gotten home fast enough to get naked and fuck.
We felt like for the first time we discovered what “erotic” meant. We had been fucking like horn-dogs since we were sixteen. We fucked in public. We fucked other people. We fucked while other people watched. We talked to other people about our fucking. You name it. We were “sexual” as all hell.
I always thought it was, in my mind, because Kelly was built for sex. Five-foot-two, blue eyes, dishwater-blonde hair that hung to her butt, 32-F boobs, long legs, short torso, and a cute little bubble butt. And on top of all of that, she was gorgeous and had a hell of a sexy smile. If I was near her, my cock was at least stirring. It was the depth of winter, so her beaver wasn’t shaved although it was very neatly trimmed.
One orgasm for Kelly was like a nibble of an appetizer. Three or four during a love-making session would be the norm. Eight to ten and her toes were curled until they cramped and that would be an event she would remember.
I guess we were also very visual people. We liked to watch. We left the lights on. We watched the action as it happened. We would shove back the covers when things got going. We had a mirror hanging next to our bed. We enjoyed watching porn as we fucked. We enjoyed watching ourselves fuck.
Well, all we really knew was that movie had us turned on big time. Kelly slammed my crotch some more and on her third orgasm, I launched a rocket load of cum from my cock that filled her up. She knew it was a big one and immediately rolled over and used her hand to keep it all in for a moment so she could run to the toilet, release, and pee.
She crawled back into bed and we snuggled as we both quietly thought about the movie some more. We spent plenty more time thinking about the movie over the next several days and fucked pretty hard several more times that week.
We concluded that we probably missed seeing a lot of the movie because it had us both so cranked up. The only solution was to go and see it again. We decided to see it again the following weekend. We knew we wanted to “fool around,” as Kelly put it, while we watched. Who would venture out on a Sunday morning to see a movie like that? So that was our plan, to go to the first Sunday showing.
I conveniently forgot to wear underwear that morning. Kelly kicked me out of the bedroom as she got dressed. She emerged wearing her super heavy-duty winter coat, which went from her hood down to below her knees. She wore her Eskimo boots with it. All I could see of her in the car on our drive there was her nose and a couple of inches of bare leg between her boots and her coat. We arrived a half-hour early for the eleven-thirty showing.
We ordered popcorn and drinks to build up our energy. When we entered the theater (the smallest auditorium of three in the “multiplex” at our local mall), we were the first guests. We sat in the top row in three or four seats from the aisle.
A handful of other couples arrived right before the movie started. One couple slowly made their way up the aisle nearest us. I thought it a bit odd as it seemed like they were looking for something or someone. They sat down directly across from us in the three-seat section. Kelly was a little disappointed that they sat so close to us, but I could tell it wouldn’t derail her plans. She had been rubbing my cock through my jeans since we’d sat down.
The couple, on a glance, looked to be college age. The other handful of folks were all at least four rows below us. Kelly was sitting closest to the aisle.
Kelly peeled out of her huge coat and passed it over for me to toss on a seat. I got to see that she was wearing a dress that pretty much looked like a really long polo shirt that came to mid-thigh and had buttons down the middle, to about her nipples. She sat down with her feet, still in her boots, hanging over the seat in front of her. It was clear that there would be no panties or bra in our way.
The back of her dress hung away from her legs and I had been feeling her up, rubbing her leg from her knees hanging over the seat in front of her down to her bare butt on her seat. Kelly nudged me barely fifteen minutes into the movie. The girl on the other side of the aisle was kneeling on the floor, ass toward us, clearly blowing her dude. I could see her head bobbing up and down in his crotch.
Kelly loves to play, so she slipped down to her knees as I unzipped my jeans and pulled out a half-erect cock. Kelly was also aiming her butt across the aisle. As she got me harder and harder I was slowly gathering her dress with my hand in the middle of her back. The effect was that I was pulling the hem of her dress across her butt and eventually to her waist. Kelly didn’t complain so I had kept going, completely exposing her bare ass and her fuzzy slit.
I was watching the other guy for a reaction and a couple of minutes later he flashed a thumbs-up at me. I could tell he was saying something to his partner. She pulled off his cock and glanced over her shoulder at us. Then she stood up and pulled her jeans down to her knees and went back down on his cock. And two bare fannies were aimed at each other. Unfortunately, it was too dark for me to make out anything between her cheeks.
Kelly came back up and sat down after a few minutes because she didn’t want to miss the movie and she didn’t want me to blow my wad so soon into the movie. We were both quite surprised when during a darkly lit scene the other couple got up and moved to seats next to us. They left one open seat between the women.
Then a minute later the girl moved to the seat right next to Kelly and began whispering back and forth with her. I couldn’t hear what was said, but I saw Kelly nod her head several times and she was clearly agreeing with that the girl was saying. Maybe they both loved the movie?
A couple of minutes later the other girl, who I could now clearly see was younger than us, stood up and peeled off her blue jeans. They had still been to her knees as she shuffled over by us. She had kicked off her boots so she was bottomless. She slid low in her seat and started to play with her pussy. Soon her guy joined in and they had all four hands working on her clit and vagina. She had one leg hanging over the seat in front of her. She had her legs spread wide but she had probably never shaved and had a pretty hairy beaver. It made it difficult for me to see anything pink.
Kelly, however, had a front-row view of the other couple and the sight was getting her pretty hot. She pulled her dress up to her waist, slid down and started playing in her own wet pussy. She got herself off very quickly.
She leaned over and told me to get my jeans down and to sit in her seat so she could ride me. I followed orders with a huge grin on my face. I sat down with my jeans to my ankles as Kelly stood in front of me facing the screen as she prepared to back up onto my cock.
The other girl and guy stopped playing in her twat as they watched Kelly slide down onto my dick. The girl sat up and whispered something else to Kelly. Kelly slowly stood back up and left my wet cock dangling. The girl reached over and stroked my wet, hard, slippery cock a few times then held me straight as Kelly sat back down on me. What the fuck was that?! I kind of wanted the new hand to come back and jerk me off.