Thanks WAA for the proofing and editing
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"But this is..."
"Obviously," Vikki giggled behind her hand at Ira stared at the Adult movie theater sign.
"Sis?! Why did you bring me here?" Ira asked, he had heard talk of the place in the hallowed halls of his school. Yet like everything that was gossiped in those cold, loud, white halls Ira never took the stories to heart. Clearly he was wrong; it did exist.
"Because," Bridgett said a wicked grin spread across her face as Ira looked at her, "Vikki and I like coming here and letting all those dirty men watch as we fuck."
"Oh yes, all those horny cocks stroking to us, wishing they could stick their cocks into our hot, tight, wet pussies," Vikki purred reaching over cradling Bridgett's right breast.
"So we thought we would torment the men," Bridgett said an evil light flared in her eyes, "with fucking you in front of them since they can never stick those wimpy cocks into us."
"Damn sis," Ira said a little taken back by his sister's demeanor.
"Didn't you know? Your sister can be very... bad." Vikki cooed. She loved it when Bridgett got like this. It was one of the reasons she was drawn to her in the first place. "So what do you say Ira? Do you want to go and make those men envious of you?" she asked turning in her seat.
"You know... if I saw your tits it might make my decision easier. It has been sometime since I've seen them," Ira said with a devilish grin.
"Should we?" Bridgett asked looking at Vikki.
"Mmmhmm," Vikki nodded vehemently matching her girlfriend's smile.
"Ira, baby brother, are these the tits you want to see?" Bridgett asked as she and Vikki revealed their 36B and 38C cup breasts, respectively, to him.
"Mmmhmm," Ira muttered his head bobbed rapidly.
"Do you like your sister's breasts Ira?"
"Of course, they're so perky," Ira said reaching out giving each one a light tease.
"Does that mean, if you get into our college, you'll fuck us in our lecture halls?" Vikki asked pinching her nipples.
"Oh, most definitely! I do wonder how..." Ira reached out cradling one their breasts in each his hands. Watching how they both bit their lower lips as his thumbs circled their areolas. "Just like how I remember," he said with a coy smirk.
"Ira," Bridgett said trying to steady her breath, "all you had to do was tell me and I would have shown you my tits, anytime, anywhere!"
"Oh yes!" Vikki agreed vehemently.
"I'll remember that for next time," Ira said removing his hands, allowing the girls to cover up, as he saw cars pulling into the parking lot.
"You here as guest this time, or entertainers again?" asked the thick red haired woman sitting behind the glass as they approached the ticket counter. Not that she was overly obese; it gave her body a very appealing prospect to Ira's eyes, and the woman knew it.
"Oh, we plan to put on a show Darsie!" Vikki said with a confident smile.
"Mmmhmm," Bridgett nodded, slipping her arm around Ira's waist.
"Oh? I thought you were... you know?" Darsie asked, giving Bridgett the once over.
"I am, but this cock...," Bridgett purred reaching down rubbing Ira's cock in front of her, "I just can't get enough of it!"
"Oh? Oh?!" Darsie's eyes widened as Vikki displayed Ira's length and girth with her hands to her. "Well..." Clearing her throat, feeling her cheeks heat as she pictured it in her mind. Looking over at the panel that displayed the private peep rooms that ran down the right wing of the theater, while the screening rooms were down the left wing, checking to see what was available... "Room four is open," she said while sliding the passcode for the door that lead to the service hall behind the private peep rooms. That way, should a customer get a little too creepy, the woman would be safe until the man could be properly handled. She slyly reached down, turning on the small monitor for room four; Darsie didn't want to miss this. She had to know what kind of cock would make a lesbian stray.
"See you in an hour or two!" Bridgett waved at Darsie as Vikki held the door open.
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Attention! Attention! Let's have a round of applause for the return of our two hottest ladies! But wait, what's this?! They brought a man, how strange... whatever could they be thinking?! To find out, you gents will just have to visit room four while these hot ladies are around
." Darsie's voice rang out over the intercom as Bridgett and Vikki led Ira by the hand towards the locked door.
"You can put your clothes in there," Bridgett said pointing to the locker on the left side of the door, "no one will bother them Ira," she said pulling up her shirt.
"How does this actually work?" Ira asked slipping out of his sneakers as he glanced at his sister and Vikki. Watching how they reached behind their backs, unclasping their bras.
"Focus Ira," Vikki said shooting him a seductive smile.
"You see those lights?" Bridgett asked pointing at the red light bulb overhead. A smile forming on her face as her brother's eyes glanced down at her tits, then looked at the bulb. "When we're ready, we flip a switch inside, letting Darsie know, then she will unlock the door on the other side, allowing customers into the viewing room. Use this to hide your face," she said handing Ira a Spartan inspired mask from the movie 300, "we wouldn't want people to know your fucking your sister," Bridgett cooed licking her lips as she saw how his underwear detailed his cock.
"So how are we going to do this, baby?" Vikki asked resting her arm on Bridgett's left shoulder as she watched as Ira tossed his underwear into the locker. "I want to get fucked in the ass today," she whispered into her ear.
"Then you go last," Bridgett said smirking at her girlfriend.
