After a light cardio workout the next morning, I went with Jenny to the local mall, where I let her roam the stores. I had a $250 gift certificate left over from a project bonus, and I was going to make up the difference in cash. She asked if she could split the shopping between Macy’s and Victoria’s Secret, so I gave her the certificate and fifty dollars.
“Knock yourself out.” I told her. “I’ll be in Galyans.”
“Don’t you want to see me try on the stuff?” She teased.
“I think it’s better you do this on your own; maybe you can give me a private show later.” There were way too many people I knew in town who might wonder at me shopping in Victoria’s Secret with a beautiful young girl who wasn’t my wife.
We finished the shopping and decided to catch lunch at the Cheesecake Factory, since there were a lot of relatively healthy meals there, in spite of what the store name might lead you to believe.
We sat across from each other, and I almost jumped out of my chair when her toes caressed the inside of my thighs on the way to my crotch.
“I love my new stuff,” she purred. “I can’t wait to show you some of the things I bought.”
“I’m looking forward to it.” I answered, reaching into my pants to straighten out my cock as it hardened. “What else do you have planned for today?”
“Nothing really. I’m dying to catch the Nicole Kidman movie. You want to try and make the next showing? It’s in about 50 minutes?”
We agreed and rushed through our lunch to head upstairs just as the previews were starting. The place was pretty empty, a Sunday Matinee, one of 16 movies being shown, but Jenny led the way to the top row, which we had to ourselves. Our only nearby company was a young couple one row down and about 5 seats over.
Her intentions where obvious immediately, as her hand dove straight for my lap. “God, I feel like I’m sixteen again,” she laughed softly.
I leaned back, put my arm behind her seat and pulled her toward me. She looked almost scared as I tilted her face to mine, seeking out her lips. We kissed like kids, long and exploring, her hand rubbing me through my pants. I reached over and opened her shirt, my hand inside her bra, playing with her nipple.
“I can’t wait for you to lose about 12 more pounds,” she whispered into my ear. “You’d be fucking my brains out right now.”
She reached for my pants and unbuttoned the top, then unzipped me. I scooted forward on the seat, giving her better access, but my underwear was still in the way.
She looked at me askance, as I pushed her away. Then I peeled my pants off one leg, and pulled the underwear off that leg, then put the pants leg back on.
“Naughty boy,” she murmured, as I reached in my pants, pushed the underwear halfway down the leg, then reached up and removed them from the bottom leg opening.
She took them and put them in her shopping bag, then made a show of removing her bra from inside her shirt, slipping the straps off one arm then the other. She held the bra up where I could see it, almost showing it off, before depositing it in the same shopping bag.
We made out for the length of the preview and opening credits. When the movie started, she told me to lean back and enjoy.
We watched the movie in quiet, my hand in her pants, her hand stroking my dick. We spent almost half the movie this way. She came on my hand a couple of times while she was playing with me.
“Let me know when you’re going to come,” she told me.
A short while later I was ready. “I’m almost there,” I warned her.
She leaned over and put her mouth over the top of my cock, her lips pressed against the head. That action put me over the top and I came strongly. She took the head in her mouth and caught every drop, gagging for a second, catching the attention of the young girl in the row ahead of us. They had been pretty busy themselves. Hard to believe we could distract them.
Jenny drained me, letting her mouth do a little extra play, then leaned back.
“That last part doesn’t count. I just didn’t want to make a mess.” She finally said, her hand back to stroking my now soft member. She took a big sip from her Diet Coke and gave me a sly smile.
“I’m not complaining.” I answered.
We watched the movie, and before long I was diddling her again, and she was pulling on my resurgent hard-on. We could no longer ignore the couple ahead of us. They had been peaking back at us occasionally, and we made no effort to hide what we were doing. No one else was within five rows, and from the way that she kept disappearing from view, it was clear they were up to some hijinks of their own. Now they upped the ante. They moved to our row, and watched our play for a while occasionally performing some of their own. They were young, maybe just out of high-school. She was the furthest away, and when she went down on him, he would pull back her hair, giving us a clear, unrestricted view. When the action on the screen was bright and well lit, so was her performance. Eventually she sucked him off to completion, while we watched. When they were done with their little show, she nodded to us, and Jenny, bless her heart, took the hint.
It was a little awkward, but luckily the arms of the seats at the theater could be pushed back. Jenny leaned over again, this time taking my cock in her mouth and pistoning up and down. She would occasionally look up at the couple two seats down, then go back to the sucking. The other couple were whispering, and they moved down again, switching places, until they were right next to us. I was now seated between the two girls.
Her hand reached out and touched my cock where Jenny’s mouth was working its magic.
Her boyfriend pushed her head down to my lap, and whispered to me, “Let her help. She loves to suck cock, man.”
Jenny pulled up, and the young girl replaced her, sucking me to the hilt on her first try. Jenny leaned back and whispered in my ear. “How do these things happen to you? Damn, you’re spoiled.”
“Yes, I am,” I responded, my hand in the stranger’s hair, while she bobbed up and down on my slick cock.
She turned in her seat, getting on her knees with her ass in the air, and her boyfriend flipped her skirt up, exposing a bare ass. I couldn’t see what he was doing to her, but she was like a wild-woman, gobbling my prick.
With a gasp, she pulled back, holding my cock out to Jenny, who responded in kind, going down on me aggressively, pushing my cock down her throat. She sucked me a short while, eventually letting our new playmate have a turn.
The young tart was determined to finish me, stroking me firmly while alternating the occasional suck. Every few times she would keep her head down there for dozen bobs or so, then renew the stroke/suck rhythm.
I was about to come, and I let them know.
“I’m close, very close,” I whispered.
The girl looked up, but never pulled her mouth off of my straining cock. Jenny leaned over and whispered, “Go ahead.”