Date: Sat, 20 Nov 2004 04:16:19 -0800 (PST)
From: Marie LeClare <marieleclare@yahoo.com>
Subject: At the movies - lesbian encounters

This story is a work of fiction.  Names, characters, places, and incidents
either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously.
Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is
entirely coincidental.


At the movies FF
By
Marie LeClare
Copyright (c) 2004


It had been raining off and on when I got off work.  The streets were
smelling and looking clean like they had just taken a bath and scrubbed
clean. The sky was still gloomy with dark clouds. The buildings and the
cars looked dull.  There was a warm breeze but it was still chilly.

I generally don't like such weather but it didn't matter. I was a bit
tired. After all a secretary can't feel like being in heaven after a day's work.
Only I know how it feels after I have done with dancing my fingers on the
keyboard. I wasn't too anxious to get home. Sometimes I go to somewhere else
if I feel like it. Maybe to a movie or to a bar, or I just sit on a bench
by the river or just take a walk.  It was not one of those days. The only
thing I wanted then is to get into my warm apartment, have a hot cup of
coffee, lie down on couch and watch something good on TV. I guess this is
the way many of my afternoons will vanish into enchanting past.

 Maybe I should have gone home. Then I don't know why I decided to go to a
movie. I went to the nearest theater. They were showing a movie called 'The
lonely girl'. Ah, that's funny. Who could be more lonely than me? This
is perfect. A perfect lonely movie for a perfect lonely girl. I went
right in.

 There weren't many people inside. Only a few men and women like me. I
went to a corner and tried to relax. I didn't have to try very hard.
Relaxation came by itself. Before I knew it I was beginning to feel good. Soon
I felt I wasn't tired anymore. My mental joy drove away physical
tiredness. The film had started. It was the story of an office going
regular type girl. Everyday she goes out to her office, then comes back
home, goes to her friends, occasionally to parties and to date. Most of
the times she feels lonely. Nothing to do in her lonely times except for
three faithful friends, her TV, VCR and CD Player.

Wait a minute, what is she doing? She had started a porno movie on her VCR.
She was getting excited about it. The excitement was building in her face.
Oh my, she was a good actress or she was actually feeling that and letting
her feeling flow before camera. Whatever it was she was horny. She had just
started to caress herself, over her breasts, tummy, and thighs. Oh no, she
had started to do on her, real things. The rhythmic fingering was making her
more excited. Her excitement was making me hot. Wow, baby, this girl is good.
Now what is she doing? She had gone crazy. She was stripping herself. One
by one her blouse, bra, skirt, panties were piled on the ground. The
romantic figure of a beautiful naked girl emerged. She was pretty. Her shaved
pussy and puffy pink lips was far more beautiful. Her pink nipples were
rock-hard.

She started cupping her breasts with one hand. Her other hand was caressing
her smooth inner thigh. Soon she moved that hand over to her pussy. She
started to finger and play with her pussy lips. Lightly patting her
clit. Then she inserted her fingers inside, in deep. Oh shit, she's finger fucking herself.

As she was masturbating and watching hot sex her body was shaking. She was
vibrating. Her mouth opened as the moans beckoned forth.

She was not feeling comfortable in any position. She stopped
playing with her breasts with her hand. She started to move that hand
restlessly over her body. She was trying to feel the excitement on her
whole body. She became more and more excited, her hands started to move
more violently. Oh, oh, I could hardly watch. The agitation, the commotion,
all was transferring to me. The girl could not stand any more. She was
close to a powerful orgasm. Still she was stroking her fingers in and out
of her hot wet pussy, her other hand swimming over her body, rubbing everything it
finds on its way. Sounds of sexual pleasure started to come out of her
mouth. Her breath became shorter, movements more violent. She pushed
herself over the edge. Owwwwww... she screamed. With this shrill sound of
pleasure her whole body exploded in a mind blowing orgasm. She laid on the
couch with her joy of sexual ecstasy.

That was it for the girl of the movie. But it was just the beginning for
me. She started a fire on my body. She was just like me doing what I love to
do most. What a similar style.

I was so excited to see her do that, I didn't even notice that I put
a hand under my skirt. I generally wear nothing under my skirt. It always
comes handy. Whenever I want I can feel a little bit of my soft pussy.

Nothing refreshing like it during a tiresome workday.
There I was sitting inside a theater, excited, very excited.
I started to finger myself. I couldn't think anything else. I forgot
where I was. The movie was going on. I was siting there in a dark corner
busy with myself. Ummmm, it's so nice.
'Need any help?' A soft voice whispered beside me. I looked up. A woman was
sitting just left of me. I didn't even notice when she had arrived. She was a
gorgeous woman in her twenties. Beautiful, slender and sexy.
I was not sure about her complexion in the dark corner, but I am
pretty sure she was beautiful. Maybe she was a little dark, possibly
because of a tan. She wore a very short tight fitted black dress.
My eyes followed to her breasts. They were at least 38C. What huge ones for
such a slender lady. I could even see her stiff nipples under her dress.
My eyes were still going downward. I couldn't guess how she looked near
her waist area in the darkness. At last my eyes stopped over her long slim
legs. They were covered with black stockings. The stocking could not hide
the beauty of those smooth strong legs.

Oh my. What does this wonderful lady want to help me with? I couldn't
think anymore. What ever it is I wouldn't have missed it for anything.
'Yes, I would love that.' I whispered in the same quiet like tone.
She smiled. then asked, 'Do you know what I am talking about?'
What is she talking about? She is sitting beside a woman who is masturbating
like hell. Surely this girl may need some help. Wait a minute. Is she
talking about something else? No, it can't be. What else could she be
thinking about?

I didn't answer her. What I did was a little bold thing for me to do but I
put my hand on her thigh. She shivered a little. Her body was hot, very
hot. Now I was sure she was excited by the movie like I was, and doubly
excited by my activities.  She didn't say anything but replied by putting
her hand over and cupping my breast. She started fondling my breasts. I was
wearing a thin cotton bra and my tank top was not that thick either. I
could feel her every movement, her every touch. She surely knows how to
handle those boobs.

My excitement was heightened. My body started to burn. I couldn't stand it
any longer. I responded to her actions by caressing her thigh. My hand
caressed over her stockings. I decided to go further up. Oh my,
nothing. Nothing at all. Like me she also preferred wearing nothing under
that beautiful black dress.

I was not satisfied feeling and loving her thigh. I proceeded up further to
reach her pussy. It was so hot. So wet. I couldn't wait to taste her. She
moaned as I touched her delicate folds. She spread her legs and let me
through. I started stroking her pussy. Up and down, up and down, down and up.
I was producing my own juice. I could feel the wetness in my other hand
that was still fingering my hot pussy. Soon I felt another thing, a hand. She
also decided to help me with my pussy. I helped her inside my juicy pussy
and removed my hand. I was beginning to rely on her capabilities by then.
At least her other hand was doing a great job on my tits. 'Ahhhh, more
more', I hissed, slightly hesitating because I didn't know her name. She
said "it's Christine, Christine Manning", and I replied "Marie, Marie
LeClare".  Meanwhile my fingers on her pussy just found her clit.
That was a giant. I have never seen such a enlarged one in my entire lesbian
life. She seemed to have been electrocuted as I got hold of her clit. Her
hand and finger movement started to become faster. Her breath became
shorter and irregular. I knew I had hit the jackpot, the key to her cumheaven.
I started to stroke an cuddle her clit harder and harder. She responded
with a more aggressive motion. I knew she was getting there as she started
to bite my ear. Her breath was coming shorter and faster. She was squeezing
my tits hard. It seemed she was about to tear them from by body. Her nails
were scratching my tender puss. I was never fucked so hard and so brutally
in my life. That was a new experience for me. The pain started to make me
mad. I moaned, 'Tear apart my puss, oohhhhh, I can't stand it any more,
mmmmmm,  scratch my pussy to hell Christine.'

Pain and pleasure started to make me desperate. I was to a point where I
could cum or die. The woman was so mad. She put her one hand around my neck
and started to bite my tits. Ahh, she was hungry like a wolf. She wanted
to eat me alive.  I desperately pulled her clit hard with my fingers. That
was it for my partner. She came violently. Her expression of pleasure over
my breast also pushed me over the edge. My entire body exploded. I was
blinded by flashes of white light. My whole body was filled with intense
sexual pleasure. It felt so good.

I sat there loosing all my strengths. The lady's head was over my breast. A
little later she moved her head and lay there on her seat. There we were,
two completely satisfied women enjoying our sexual satisfaction at a dark
corner in a theater.  It was about couple of minutes before we could gather
ourselves. We dragged our body parts to sit in a decent position. After
some lazy movements we could smooth out our dress. Soon we were helping
each other to look as comfortable as possible.

The whole event was soon over. Even any sign of it also vanished. But the
pleasant experience was inside our mind. Our faces showed it. We looked at
each other, smiled the most beautiful smile in the world. Then we started
to watch the rest of the movie.

If you like this story please write me, MarieLeClare@Yahoo.com.
I also have a free women's only group on Yahoo that I post all my stories.
It's free and it's http://groups.yahoo.com/group/MariesFriends/