Chapter 2

Her full boobs, were another story. They quivered, shivered, and jiggled like jelly any time she moved, that being the part of her anatomy that men always looked at hard, after staring at her face. Sometimes it became most embarrassing when men stared at her tits, even though it did turn her on and make her feel especially sexy. When they looked, she would fantasize about having the person staring, also sucking and making love to her tits.

That was if she was facing a man. If he was behind her, Lisa knew that it was her curved ass that they liked as they looked.

One of her favorite tricks, was to look suddenly over her shoulder and catch some poor man staring at her ass, look him straight in the eye and then smile. Most of the time they got caught looking, they turned red and looked away, but sometimes, when they smiled back, Lisa would feel the heated moisture gather in the folds of her soft pussy.

Men had always been easy for her. Her figure had changed when she was fifteen. She had decided on her fourteenth birthday that she’d always be a skinny bean pole, then with a spurt that amazed everyone who knew her, she had turned from a skinny girl into a full woman, all by harnessing her power over a few years.

First a thickening of fine peach fuzz on her groin then, a thick patch of curly soft ringlets.

Her nipples grew first, then her breasts started swelling, continuing to grow for more than two years.

She could remember that every time her mother bought her a bra, within a month or two it was too tight. Her tits never stopped growing until she was over eighteen.

Casting her eyes over her nude body, Lisa decided that she was lucky that she was a beautiful woman as she dashed from the bathroom to her closet. The power worked. She really was a stunningly beautiful woman. She slid the hangers in her closet to find a dress to make it easier to have her pussy touched when Bill got turned on. She picked a silky jersey dress with a button down front and picked a wide black soft leather Italian belt to go with the dress.

She decided not to wear hose, letting her long slim legs be smooth and naked under her dress, quickly finding a pair of new panties in her dresser, changed into the new lacy bikini bottoms that showed the curvaceous cheeks of her ass.

Slipping the dress on over her head, buttoning the top, leaving a generous cleavage of her soft tits showing. Her tiny waist cinched even tighter made her luscious figure even more sensual.

At the last instant, she turned, rummaging through her drawer full of lingerie, finding at the bottom a pair of dark hose cutout at the top of the thigh to leave her pussy bare. Pulling them on, Lisa snapped off her bedroom light.

Leaving the bedroom, Lisa sauntered downstairs.

“Does this look like what the well dressed wife wears out when she goes to a fuck movie?” Lisa twirled to show off her dress, the dark orange jersey dress swirled around her slim legs. Her full busted tits strained against the warm fabric, quivering with no support from a brassiere.

Bill admired her dress, patted her curved ass and grabbed her hand.

“Let’s get going sweetness, before I pull that dress off

your gorgeous body and fuck you right here on the floor.”

“No Sir, No sir! You said you were going to take me to a movie, and then make love, or maybe even fuck, which ever comes first, and I’m holding you to that,” Lisa said, pulling Bill to the door, smiling at his compliment.

The theater was dark, Bill guiding Lisa to the steps that led to the upper balcony, walking higher up the long steep steps until they were at the back row. Peering, they both tried to see if anyone was in the seats at the rear.

The rear row darkness was illuminated when one of the patrons lit a cigarette with his flicked lighter. In the flash of his lighter, they could see most of the seats in the center of the row were unoccupied, Bill guiding and following Lisa as they settled into the soft seats. Of the thirty or so seats in the last row, most were empty, as they settled back and looked at the screen.

The screen had two young women licking on the erect cock of a young man lying on the floor of what appeared to be a living room. Both girls slowly sucking and twirling their wet, pink tongues around the head of his prick, while one held his testicles, gently kneading and squeezing.

Lisa watched with interest, her initial embarrassment being in the theater slowly leaving her, as the triad on the screen fitted themselves into ever increasing sexual situations, the male ran his hands over the tits of one girl, pressing the soft flesh and pinching the pink nipple gently, then running his hand down to slide a finger into the wet hole of the other. The juicy cunt he was finger fucking left a slick coating of oily lubricating wetness on his finger.

Lisa could feel the juices from her own pussy wetting her opening and she squirmed slightly in the seat and leaned over closer to Bill’s arm, turning to face him, whispering in his ear.

“I’ll answer your question now,” Lisa purred. “Yes, seeing a hard cock turns me on, and the pussies do too! I’m starting to really get horny now. I can really feel my pussy getting very juicy. wouldn’t you like to feel?”

Bill caressed her thigh, running his hand over the warm fullness of her upper leg. His fingers touching the hem of her dress, raising it and drifting his fingers over the smooth warmth curved of her leg. His hand drew her dress higher, his fingers touching the silky band at the crotch of her new panties, feeling the hot slick wetness seeping through the silky nylon.

Lisa squirmed again, slightly spreading her thighs so Bill’s fingers could have access to her tingling cunt. Her eyes on the screen while his finger teased at her pussy through the wetness of her panties. Her breathing became shorter as he stroked the length of the crevasse between her thighs, probing and moving around in the sweet wet junction between her legs.

Lisa sensed a movement to her right and saw a man moving closer to them. He seated himself one seat over, leaving an empty seat between them. Lisa started to pull her dress down over her exposed thighs, then she realized that whatever the man could see was no different than what he could see on the screen.