Rochelle and her boyfriend John were sitting in the back of the movie theater. They had come to watch an action movie at John's request. Rochelle didn't remember the title, nor did she really care to see the movie. She was certain John had likely seen it before otherwise he wouldn't have asked her to wear his "favorite" tank top and mini-skirt. Her top was a blue v-neck which gave ample view of her breast and her mini-skirt was actually a lot shorter than she would normally wear in public. When she bent over just right one could almost make out the tip of her panties. Both allowed very easy access to her body both visually and physically.
So it was no surprise to her when John began kissing her. She pressed her lips against his and enjoyed the savory impassioned kiss. As they were making out in the darkness of the movie theater, only the light of the screen the only illuminated their bodies. John moved his hand over her chest and into her tank top. He could feel her nipples hardening against the tips of his fingers as he glided them over the tips. While not particularly large, Rochelle's breast filled out her top nicely. A loan moan escaped her lips as he tweaked her nipple.
Rochelle shifted in her seat as the small amounts of pleasure slowly trickled through her. She hated being teased, but the buildup almost always lead to a much more powerful orgasm. She was certain that her skirt had ridden up she was sure anyone who looked up would get a full view on her panties. Not that she cared at this point because John was kissing on her neck filling her with lust. She slowly began to lose herself in desire as John removed his hand from her breast and started to slide it down her body and up the hem of her jean skirt.
Rochelle felt his hand on her inner thigh. His touch wasn't as soft as her own, but it still felt nice. It was making her wet and she could start to feel it moistening her panties. John continued to slide his hand further up her skirt until he reached the outside of her panties. He could feel the inseam of the cherries that were printed on them. He liked these panties, they cupped her ass just right. As he guided his hand around the outside of her pussy he could hear her breathing was starting to pick up and feel her was squirming in her seat more.
John loved how quickly he was able to turn her one. It aroused him greatly that he could have this effect on his lover. Not that the exchange was entirely one sided, his cock had stiffened in his pants and he could feel the necessity for a release building. That necessity only grew as Rochelle moved her free hand to his crotch and began to lightly rub against his cock. This excited John who applied more pressure against Rochelle's pussy, causing her to moan a little louder than she would have liked.
John looked up at his lover and whispered a gentle, "Shhhh" in her ear. A quick glance around the movie theater revealed that no one had heard them. There wasn't many people in the theater to begin with and the only person sitting close enough to them to make out what was going on was firmly watching the movie. Emboldened and turned on, John pulled Rochelle's panties to the slide and began to slowly rub her clit. He could feel her wetness collecting on his fingers and her efforts to stifle her own growing moans and arousal indicated he was on the right path.
Rochelle arched her back as she felt not one, but two fingers enter into her wet pussy. While the movie was loud, Rochelle's moans were slightly louder than she had anticipated. She had removed her hand from her mouth that was stifling her moans to play with her breast. Her arousal getting the better of her, overriding the need to be stealthy. John of course wasn't helping as he dug two fingers into her while still sucking on her neck.
As Rochelle began to get a big louder she drew the attention of the lady sitting below them. She turned around and was shocked and very turned on to see the woman above her getting fingered. She remembered when her and her bf used to do the same thing. Even though she was an attractive in her own rights, she was sadly single now. She had come to the movies to take her mind off it her loneliness, instead she was treated to a show. The memories of her past came flooding back instantly filling her with desire.
She wanted to turn around but instead found herself drawn to the two young lovers. She had an unobstructed view of the young woman's legs spread with her boyfriend's hand pressed firmly between them. Even in the low light of the theater she could make out the flushness of her white cheeks and blond hair becoming more disheveled with ever toss of her head.
The sit above her hand caused her to lean back in her chair and slowly start to stroke her breasts through her shirt. While she had masturbated before coming to the movies, the live show rekindled the fire she had sworn she put out. It didn't take her long to unbutton her jeans and begin touching herself. Soon her own moans began to emit from her lips as she closed her eyes briefly to enjoy the pleasure wave that took her. It was much louder than she had wanted and it drew the attention of John who didn't recognize the sound.
By the time she had opened her eyes, she could see John looking at her. A devilish smile on his face as he quickened his fingering of Rochelle. He had placed her hand back on her mouth to keep her from making too much noise. The stranger below them initially had a fearful look in her eyes at being caught. Ever instinct told her to stop, but the lustful look John was giving her encouraged her onward. John could see her loosen up more as she relaxed into her masturbation routine.
