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Skinny- Flicks
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
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* SKINNY-FLICKS *
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* By John Rayfield *
* © June 1987 *
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About two weeks ago a new secretary began working in our office, and
from the second I laid eyes on her I knew I wouldn't be satisfied
until I'd tasted her soft, sweet juices. Terri's hair fell all the
way down to her sumptuous breasts, and her moist lips always seemed to
form a tempting,teasing pout when she looked my way.
The problem, if anything, was that she was TOO sexy! From her slinky
jumpsuits to the fine, round curve of her backside - everything about
her said 'I Want it' in body language. But this just made it harder.
Something told me that the usual dinner, drinks and 'my place or
yours' wouldn't do the trick, and I racked my brains for a way to
approach her.
To cut a long story short, when I finally asked her out, I asked if
there was anything special SHE waould like to do. And to my infinite
surprise, she had an answer ready. "Porn Flicks", she said, her
voice lowered to a husky, horny drawl. "I just love them, but I can
hardly ever find a man who wants to go".
I nearly keeled over, but I did my best to keep cool. In fact, what I
did was smile. I could tell she was testing me, and I shot her a
knowing glance to let her see I knew just what she was after. We made
a date to see the hottest film we could find, that very night, and I
left her half-blushing, half-beaming behind her typewriter.
The rest of the day my prick literally ached with anticipation. When
4:30 p.m. rolled around, I stopped by her desk and she smiled as if
we shared some saucy little secret. Our office is around the corner
from Greek Street and in a few minutes we were strolling past a whole,
horny array of skin-flicks.
Each time we passed another lewed foyer, her fingers tightened their
grip on my arm. We finally decided on a foriegn double-bill, 'Nympho
Madness' and 'Danish Ball'. I could feel her body heating up even as I
paid for the tickets. By the time we got inside the dark theatre, her
breath was hoarse and rapid, and she pressed her luscious tits against
my shoulder while we found seats.
"The back is best", she whispered, already entranced by the horny
images on the screen. A beautiful girl lay spread-eagled on a beach,
her blonde pussy exposed and juicy for the camera. Her fingers grazed
accross it's shimering lips, idly dabbing at her clit and sliding
into the deep, pink wetness while she threw back her pretty head, and
sighed.
"This is great", Terri mumbled, settling in our private nest at the
very rear of the theatre. The girl was joined by a brunette, who
cupped her swelling breasts in her hands as she stepped forward. Her
thick black gash filled the screen and my date moaned helplessly,
letting her hand fall down to her own cleft and working her palm
slowly over the satin-covered groove. "I'm getting too worked up
already. My pussy's sopping", she hissed.
By this time, I was burning up myself, and I reached down and placed
my hand on top of hers. The two girls on the screen were now locked in
the lewdest embrace imaginable, with the brunette's face mashed into
her young lovers silky muff.
Terri had now unzipped her jumpsuit, exposing the hot flesh beneath
from her cleavage to the first, scant curls of her velvety pubes. She
guided my hand inside and pressed it against her lips, still pinching
her clit, and squeezing my own bursting cock with her other hand. I
was too excited to be nervous at our public exhibition. Tucked in the
corner of the cinema, with all heads in the audience glued to the
action at the front, it seemed doubtfull that Terri's and my
performance would be noticed.
But a minute later I was not so sure.A middle aged man strode down the
cliff to the stretch of beach where the young tarts were sucking and
eating each other's gleaming pussies. His monster dong was clearly
outlined in his trunks, and a few feet from the writhing pair he
dropped them to expose a solid eight inches of sizzling cock.
The sight of this was too much for Terri, and with a little cry, she
slid all the way out of her clothes, then hopped over to my seat with
her hand still clutching at my organ. It all happened so fast..
Before I knew it she was ramming my hot prick ionto the sopping-slick
entrance of her hole, stuffing inch after throbbing inch up into her
without taking her eyes from the screen.
Had anyone turned around, anyone spied us in our lust crazy act,
there would have been a riot. But I was too far gone to care. Terri
humped furiously on my meat, clutching the seat in front of her and
jamming back to take it all inside of her. Her pussy-lips clamped me
in a tight kiss. I grasped her bouncing tits, her pert nipples wedged
between my fingers, and took in the porn, while performing myself in
the corner of the theatre.
Just as the movie reached it's hottest point, when the camera showed
the man's enormous prick forcing it's way into the dainty blonde's wet
pussy, Terri began to shake and rock on top of me with such fervour
that I thought she would scream. Her whole body jammed down against my
muscle, slamming me inside her wet, hot hole to its' very hilt.
"Just keep fucking me, ram your cock-meat in", she whispered
franticaly, and had to lean forward and sink her teeth in her hand to
keep from shouting out to the whole audience. It was the most amazing
screw I had ever had. Watching the giant cock sliding in and out of
the girls on the screen, seeing the blonde lock her legs accross her
lover's back and lap wildly at the brunnette squating on top of her
face - all of this cinematic raunch fired us even further.
The second the screen exploded with the guy's gushing come, I felt my
sperm shooting into Terri's pussy and blending with her own hot
bursts. As the trio writhed in 'Nympho Madness', my sex-mad lover
matched them lunge for lunge, until we all semed to collapse at once,
almost too drained to move. Terri sneaked back to the seat beside me
and zippered up. The rest of the movie, we alternatly fingered,
sucked and laved each other's sex, and by the time the first feature
came to it's horny climax we'd both come as much as the performars
we'd paid to watch. There was no point hanging out for 'Danish Ball',
and drenched with sweat and passion, we pulled ourselves together and
prepared to leave our horny hideaway.
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