We decided to go to the movies, to watch a movie Sonja wanted to see, because, she admitted, it featured her favorite star in real steamy scenes. A girlfriend had warned her it was hot, almost soft porn. It had been showing for some weeks so we didn't expect a crowded theater.
I wasn't planning on any misbehaving, but with Sonja, well, you never knew. And I always encouraged her; I loved to see her put the make on guys and do them.
She was certainly dressed for action, a little sluttier than her usual slutty self. Short short short wide skirt, bare midriff, tied-up, translucent, almost see-through top, no-bra, and fuck-me high-heeled wedge sandals. The sandals flaunted her bralessness, as they made her walk slow with her back slightly arched, accentuating her curvy ass and thrusting out those voluptuous, succulent breasts of hers and making them jiggle and twitch enticingly with every step she took. And the slinky short skirt showed off her sexy, tapered legs and most of her luscious, bare thighs. Of course, exposing so much skin in such a scanty outfit made her nipples stand out hard and noticeable under the very sheer top, and that's how we both wanted them. She was going to catch a cold at the movies!
Or a cock. She was really advertising! She had slut written all over her!
As luck would have it, we ran into Bill, an old acquaintance of ours, who was, go figure, delighted to see her, er, us. She snuggled against him to greet him, pressing into him, and wet her lips and kissed him hello right on the mouth. From my angle, it sure looked like she tongued him. She asked him to come watch the movie with us, and of course he said yes. The movie was no big deal, but sitting next to her and ogling her fabulous naked thighs was. He wasn't going to miss that! He'd probably heard some wild stories about Sonja and me, and here he was, going into a dark theater to sit right next to her to watch a soft-porn movie. Just to say hello she'd given him some tongue, and wow she was so hot!
I imagined Sonja's friend, the one who had told her about the movie, had mentioned something to Bill, because it just was too much of a coincidence meeting him here, mid-week, all alone. It also occurred to me that Sonja had talked to her friend about Bill. Well, if Sonja was already interested in him, and that's what it looked like, so much the better, and more than ok by me.
I could already tell by her "I'm so fuckable" body language and outright sexual flirting that she was going to be wilder than his wildest fantasies. Me, I was more than ready to enjoy some fine live porn right next to me, featuring my favorite porn star, Sonja, doing our friend Bill. Let's let her do her thing.
Anyway, the theater was almost empty. I took us to the darkest, furthest away row of seats, and had Bill enter first, Sonja next and me closest to the aisle. With Sonja between us, she would be accessible to either of us, we could both get at her.
The seats were the newest wide plush seats, and we retracted the arm rests, making a huge, comfortable sofa for ourselves. Bill let out a gasp when Sonja sat and we saw how short her skirt really was. We were still standing and looking straight down at her tempting naked thighs, exposed pretty much up to the v of her panties. She knew what Bill and I were looking at, and to tantalize us more, she crossed her legs and slid forward a little on the seat, making the skirt inch up even higher. Just hearing the rustle of her bare skin got me hard. Even in the darkness we could see something of her little panties. And we could very much see her soft, magnificent, impudently loose, mouth-watering breasts filling out the thin, sheer, almost nothing blouse. I knew what was coming, and I already had a full hard-on, and Bill, fantasizing as he probably was, must've had one too, even if he wasn't sure about what would happen.
My plan was to make out with her, kiss her and openly grope her, and pull on her skirt and blouse here and there and bare as much of her as she would let me. She loved that. She would get all worked up and horny. And Bill, being so very close to her, would get his cock nice and hard and aching for her. She loved that too. This would bring out the slut in her that I loved. She would feel sorry for him because he'd been left out, and she would invite him to "share." We'd done a few threesomes and we knew what to do.
The movie began, and I started doing her right away. With my arm around her shoulders I pulled her closer to me. Leaning her my way made her skirt ride up on Bill's side and expose more of her thigh and a little of her bottom, and there was now enough light that if she moved a little more she could show her panties to Bill. Of course that's what she wanted, so she squirmed just right to give him a good look-see, and I noticed that yes, he was looking, drooling with lust, but he didn't catch on that it was done purposely.
I dropped one hand high up her warm thighs, and with my other arm still around her shoulders I started groping and fondling the soft breast on Bill's side. Then I kissed her neck, breathing and slurping loudly. She turned to Bill, smiled that sexy, inviting open-mouth smile at him, looked him in the eye, and playfully opened up her thighs, not just for me, and also for Bill, in a not too subtle come-and-get-it. With one hand I fondled high up her thighs and with the other I slowly pulled and tugged on the blouse and more or less bared the breast on Bill's side. He must be desperate, sitting so close to her naked thighs, the v of her panties, and the deliciously exposed breast with the engorged nipple literally begging for a mouth!
I fondled, caressed, squeezed that hot breast while I kissed her, but what I wanted was for them to make out, I wanted to watch her do him. That is what got both of us off: she making out like a slut and me watching her and both of us building up. Sonja pulled away from me, got closer to Bill without closing her thighs, and gave him an exasperated look, like "look how he's misbehaving, look what he's doing to me," and talked to him in that low, throaty voice she had when she was all sexed up. She turned to him, teasing him, literally offering her succulent, splendid breasts, one almost out of the sheer top with an exquisite nipple jutting halfway out. Then she shifted in her seat so her breasts jiggled and swayed and bobbed, flaunting them at him, enticing him. And her skirt was now not covering much. She was driving him, and me, and herself, crazy! I took my hand out from between her thighs so he could see the warm and inviting v of her tiny panties and all the bare skin around them. She looked so provocative, so inviting, so ready for sex! And I knew she was aching for it just as we were! She was going to get his hands all over her any moment now!
She arched her back and thrust her luscious breasts at him and shook and jiggled them at him, this time obviously, clearly, blatantly offering them. He still hesitated, so she took his hand and placed it on the silky skin of the one mostly bare, smoldering breast. I swear I saw sparks when his fingers touched!!
She asked him if he wanted some of what I was having. In Spanish, compartir means get together, but it also means share. There you go!! You want some??
His hand inevitably started playing with her breast, caressing and fondling, and she sighted and closed her eyes and parted her mouth, obviously enjoying his affections. They were so close that without moving much she kissed him. I could hear the wetness of their mouths, and eventually their grunts and gasps and moans as she guided his face all over her neck and breasts. And they kept at it for the longest time, and all the while she was exploring his lap, and occasionally mine, until I nudged her that a hot scene was coming up in the movie. They didn't stop, but she opened her eyes towards the screen. She was enjoying Bill's hands and mouth all over her, plus now her favorite star was naked in a porn scene in the big screen. I didn't bother with the screen, the live show right next to me was so much hotter.
And then things took a turn for the wild, wilder than we had expected.
A couple of rows away was a young couple. They had come in after the movie started, chose a seat close to us, and kept glancing at us. Well, not just at us, more like at our goings-on. I'm sure they had seen Sonja make out with me, then make out with Bill, and they must have realized what was happening. There was pretty much nobody else at the theater.
I had kept an eye on them, as they were making out too, probably getting all hot watching what we were doing. Sonja was at it hot and heavy with Bill, and in one of her rare breathing breaks, she saw the couple and looked at them, and right at that moment they were looking at her. Eyes locked with them, she lowered Bills face to her exquisite breasts, turned to me and kissed me and tongued me, and made a show of making out with both of us. Then she said out loud, loud enough for them to hear, that she wanted the couple closer to us.
The couple did hear her. All of us now knew what she wanted.
I nodded at them and gestured at the seats next to us.
That's all it took! They came right over, the guy sporting a magnificent tent in his pants, the girl with her blouse unbuttoned halfway down her waist, her full, inviting breasts popped out of her bra. They sat right in front of us, turned around to us, heads craned, ogling, eager but not sure about what to do.
Bill noticed something was going on, in spite of being very busy mouthing Sonja's delicious, soft breasts.
