Date: Sat, 24 Jun 2000 03:46:28 PDT
From: Nicole Jamais <nicolecd69@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Movies

05/06/2000
THE MOVIES

	It was a beautiful spring day and I think I was suffering from spring
fever. I decided to take the day off of work and wander around downtown
window-shopping. I had been out of high school for almost a year and was
working full time. I had not taken a sick day yet so now was the time. Even
though I was dressed for work, I would still enjoy the day.
	The day was sunny and warm. The birds were chirping and people were smiling
as they passed by. Everyone was happy the nice weather was finally here. It
was great to be outside enjoying the weather and sunshine. I stopped at
every store window and looked in. It didn't matter what kind of store it was
they all had something interesting to look at. I looked at clothes,
televisions, and stereo equipment and as I made my way further into the art
district there were more and more antique stores to stop and look into. I
found myself wishing I made a lot more money just so I could spend it on all
the things I had decided I needed that day.
	Along with the antique stores, there were more and more little theatres
that were showing second run films and art films. Occasionally I would stop
and read the movie posters in the displays. One in particular caught my eye
and I stopped to look at it. At first I did not know why, but then I noticed
the women were in seductive poses and then I saw the title, "Women in Love".
It appeared to be a film about lesbians. Sure enough, in the test of the
poster it said that the women did not need men, they had each other. I stood
before the poster and stared at the women. For some reason I was very
curious but you had to be 21 years old to enter or be with an adult.
Besides, if I went into the theatre, someone I knew might see me. 	I started
to walk away, but then I turned and went back to look again at the poster. I
stood before it again and admired the women on the poster. These were actual
photos not art work and the situations they were in were very erotic. I felt
that familiar feeling in my stomach and my curiosity was piqued.  I was
still hesitant to try and see the movie. What if someone I knew saw me going
into the theatre? Would I be able to pass for 21 years old? I didn't think I
would. Once again I turned away and walked down the street looking in a few
more shop windows.  I could not concentrate on what I was seeing. I was
still thinking about the movie. I knew if I did not try to see it I would
wonder for a long time what it was like. Should I try? I turned and walked
back to the front of the theatre and looked once again at the poster. I
wanted to go in, but I was loosing my nerve again.
I turned again to leave and I heard a voice behind me. I looked back and
there was a woman walking towards me. She was tall and slim and had on a
tailored business skirt suit. I said I was sorry, I did not hear what she
said. She asked me if I was having trouble making up my mind about seeing
the movie. I think she could sense my embarrassment. I felt awkward.  Her
smile made me relax and it was then that I noticed how attractive she was.
She said the movie was very good she had seen it five times already and was
going in to see it again. I could join her if I wished since she didn't
think I would be allowed to go in by myself. She told me she had noticed me
walking away and then returning a few times so she thought she would offer
her assistance.  Now was my chance to see it without taking a risk of being
turned away and if we walked in fast, there would be less chance of someone
seeing me. I agreed and we went in together. She even paid for my ticket.
She suggested that we sit together in case the management did an age check
during the movie.
The theatre was not very crowded and people were spread throughout the
seating area. We walked down the center aisle to the middle of the theatre
and the woman stopped and motioned me to take a seat. She whispered to me to
move into the middle of the seats to be away from the aisle. I went to the
middle of the row of seats and sat down. The woman sat right next to me and
once we were settled, she introduced herself as Barbara and held out her
hand and as I took it I told her I was Nicole.
	As the lights dimmed she told me the movie consisted of different stories
or vignettes, each one like a movie in itself.  The first one was called
"The Apartment". A young girl had a newspaper in her hand and walked up to a
row house and knocked on the door. A beautiful woman answered the door,
naturally dressed very scantily. She invited the young girl in and they went
into the living room of the house. Once seated the woman asked the girl if
she would like something cold to drink since she looked very thirsty from
apartment hunting.  The girl said yes she would and when the woman left to
get the refreshments the girl began to look around. The camera was her eyes
and as she looked around the room she noticed that all the pictures,
paintings and sculptures depicted two or more women together in different
erotic poses.
The woman returned with the drinks and as she bent over to hand the girl her
glass, she exposed her ample breasts to the girl. She then sat across from
her and her outfit fell away revealing her long sensuous legs to the girl.
The girl's eyes betrayed her awkwardness but also her curiosity. They
discussed the upstairs apartment and the rules associated with it and the
girl was still interested, so they got up to go take a look at it. The woman
stepped aside to let the young girl go upstairs first. And she followed
behind her. Her eyes were now the camera and they moved up from the girl's
tiny ankles up her slender legs and tight thighs, up under her short skirt
to reveal she was not wearing any underwear. The woman smiled. At the top of
the stairs they approached a door and the woman squeezed by the girl to open
the door to the apartment.
Once inside the apartment the woman proceeded to show the girl around and
point out highlights of it. As she bent over and stretched while she pointed
these out she noticed the girl sneaking peeks at her. Perhaps it was time to
make a move on this sweet young thing. She made her way into the bedroom and
walked around the room and then sat on the bed. The girl stood in the
doorway and the woman was telling her how comfortable the bed was as she ran
her hands over the bedspread. The woman asked the girl to come over and sit
on the bed and try it out, to make sure it was suitable for her.
I could sense Barbara shifting in her seat but I was scared to look over at
her. Suddenly I felt her knee against my knee. Was it an accident? I ignored
it, but it did not move away.  I continued to look at the screen, as the
young girl stood before the woman in her short skirt and crop top. I could
feel the electricity between them. The woman sat forward on the bed and
looked into the girls eyes and then raised her hands and started to unbutton
her own top to expose her breasts. The young girl appeared shocked but did
not turn away. She continued to stand in front of the woman. Slowly the
woman reached out with her hands and with her fingertips touched the inner
thigh of the young girl. I shifted in my seat and I could feel Barbara's
knee still touching my knee. My stomach was jumping and my throat was dry.
The young girl closed her eyes for a moment and enjoyed the touch of the
woman. Then she raised her arms and lifted her top over her head exposing
her pert young breasts and let it drop to the floor. Her nipples were
extended and seemed too big for the size of her breasts.  I heard Barbara
gasp. Moments later I felt her hand on my leg above my knee but below my
short skirt. I froze, but I soon forgot about it as I watched the scene
before me. The woman's fingers made their way up the young girl's thighs and
up under her skirt. The girl moved forward towards the woman who lifted her
head and flicked her tongue out at the nipple that was offered her. I could
feel my own excitement, my wetness. Then I felt Barbara's hand slowly and
lightly moving up my thigh. I was powerless to stop her I did not want to
cause a scene.  The woman had taken the girl's nipple into her mouth and was
sucking on it vigorously and nipping at it with her teeth as her fingers
busied themselves in the girl's wetness. I wanted to touch myself. Then I
felt Barbara's fingers under my skirt and I shifted my position, opening my
legs and myself to give her access. I felt her fingertips skim lightly over
my soaked panties as I watched the girl and the woman on the screen. The
girl held the woman's head to her chest and I watched as her eyes closed and
her head fell to the side, lost in lust as the woman's mouth and fingers
worked their magic on her. I felt Barbara pulling aside my panties and
dipping her fingers in me. I turned my head to see her staring at me, as her
left hand was busy under her own short skirt. While her right hand was busy
under mine. We looked into each other's eyes before turning our attention
back to the screen.
The girl and the woman were shifting position. The woman stood and dropped
her clothes to the floor, then guided the girl to lay on the bed on her
back. The woman got on her hands and knees and straddled the girl's head
with her knees and as she leaned forward she pulled the girls skirt up out
of the way. As she lowered her head to taste the girl for the first time,
the girl raised her knees and spread them as wide as she could exposing her
hairless womanhood and opening herself up to the older woman's tongue. At
the same time her tongue touch the girls, Barbara's fingers made contact
with me and I jumped a little at her touch. The woman's tongue circled,
licked and probed the young girl, lapping up her juices. The camera shifted
and showed the girl pulling the woman's wetness to her waiting tongue. Her
eyes were closed and her tongue dove deep into the woman.
I sensed the change of pace in Barbara's hand and I turned my head to face
her and there in front of me were the glistening fingers of her left hand.
Without hesitation, my tongue flicked out. I wanted to taste her; I wanted
to taste a woman for the first time. I tasted her saltiness as I drew her
fingers completely into my mouth and sucked on them. I reached out with my
right hand and placed it into her jacket and cupped her breast as she
continued to finger me as I sucked her other fingers. She tasted wonderful.
As I released her breast, she pulled her fingers from my mouth and placed
then under her skirt again. I turned to watch the screen. The girl continued
to plunge her tongue into the woman as her juices ran down onto her face.
The girl hung on to the woman's hips and then her fingers wandered around
the soft flesh of her buttocks. The index finger of her right hand traced a
path down the crease of her butt and stopped at the opening and circled it
before slowly burying itself inside. This caused the woman to buck wildly as
the girls tongue and finger dove inside her.
The camera shifted to show the woman's face pressed into the young girl, her
tongue rapidly probing and licking, harder and harder as the girl approached
orgasm. At the same time I could feel my own body reacting to Barbara's
fingers as I tried to push myself further on top of them.  Both the woman
and the girls' bodies began to spasm and the girl closed her legs tightly
against the woman's head as she drove herself down onto the young girls
tongue and finger. My spasms started and I closed my own legs on Barbara's
hand, trapping it there so it could not escape until I had finished. It felt
like my juices flushed out of me as I came. I turned to look at Barbara just
in time to see her close her eyes as her body began to spasm from her own
fingers.
We sat for a few moments not moving as the screen went blank then flickered
to life with the start of the next movie called, "The Business Woman". I
still held Barbara's hand tightly between my legs. She could not have left
if she wanted. We looked at each other and all she said was "I think we have
seen enough, I live just around the corner".


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