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Movie Madness
There are certain experiences in your life that profoundly alter
your perception of reality. I thought soap operas were too ridiculous
but after seeing the O.J. trial, soaps are not too far off from the
truth. When I was in college, I experienced my eye-opening event and
it was not in a formal classroom. Along with the endless hours of
classwork and studying, the greatest lesson learned was the ability to
live and learn from other peers. This social interaction taught me to
view all genders, creeds and nationalities as equals, despite the
stereo-typing by t.v. and cinema. I especially found that
pornographic movies misled men into the fantasy of sex-craved women
that allowed you to debase them for some grand pleasure. They are at
least entertaining as well as acrobatic, but far from the truth. At
least I thought so until one night...
I had friend named Lisa. She and I had met at a party and hooked
up that night. We did have sex but only with the encouragement of a
keg. Afterwards, we ackwardly developed a friendship. We realized
that we were better friends than lovers. We talked about everything
from family problems to new and old lovers. Through all of this
honesty, we both knew that we knew each other too well to date.
However, there was still the excitement of sexual tension. Lisa was
short, 5'2", 115 lbs., long straight blonde hair, and an incredible
body. Her breasts were so perfect. Her tits stood out like
Kilimanjaro off the plains of the Serengeti. They were large and soft
and sensitive and perfect. They did not sag for she worked out
regularly but stood with a pride all their own. Oh how I fantasized
about her but I only climbed that mountain once, that is before my
awakening.
We lived in an apartment complex on campus. It was very
comfortable living for students because of all the space. And it
jammed many people into one spot. It was not unusual for a stairwell
to become family, friends, enemies and lovers all in one semester.
Lisa lived in a stairwell that had eight apartments, two on each
level. The apartments were unisex but the stairwells were coed.
Below Lisa's apartment was one particular group of guys that embodied
the college experience, a keg in the tub, music blaring at all hours,
a floor hidden under a carpet of clothes, biological experiments gone
bad in the frig, pizza boxes in the tons lining the walls. Lisa's
roommates and her four female neighbors became good friends with the
pig sty below.
It was a mutual relationship with the men providing the depravity
with the women supplying food, washing, detergents, basically
everything found in the civilized world. Lisa had a never ending
story of the antics between the sexes. One of her narratives
described how during a sophisicated discussion of movies, the boys
dragged it in the gutter by supporting porno movies. The argument
became heated in the circles of humanity, degrading women, male
attempt at control, etc. The guys made the out right observation that
none of the girls have seen a porno and so can not judge them. With
this logic, the open-minded women agreed to a video night featuring
adult movies. The night was a success. The discussion of the movies
went on for days after the premier. Lisa had filled me in on the
event after the first night and said that it was all they could talk
about with the positions and toys and sizes and sounds and it all.
She invited me to the next showing.
It was a real event. It was held in the other girls' room. All
the chairs and sofas were placed in a "U" facing the t.v. and throw
pillows laid on the floor. People started to pour in with popcorn and
drinks, talking about the upcoming feature. In all, about twenty
people showed for the viewing, split almost evenly between men and
women. Lisa claimed a single chair for her own while I sat in front
of her on the floor. I could not help but to turn around and look at
her for I was eye level with her crotch. She wore over-sized shorts,
a t-shirt and a baseball hat. It took all of my will not to stare at
her thighs and her panties. When the movie began I leaned back
against her chair and she draped her leg over my shoulder. This was
not unusual. We had watched movies before and we tend to lean against
each other, but this was different. Her legs were freshly shaved and
felt like silk to my touch. I all but shuddered from the sensation.
My crotch became warm with blood then subsided. Then the flick
started.
The plot consisted of farmers doing it in every part of the farm.
They fucked in the fields and banged in the barn. One woman even got
it on with a horse. The crowd hissed and cheered, booed and
applauded, ohhed and ahhed. Someone always had a comment that sent
the group into a roar. The women fixated on one guy who had a ten
inch dick, and they agreed that it would just hurt, alot. And of
course, there were several scenes of lesbianism, toys, and multiple
partners.
The movie finally finished and most of the crowd dispersed.
Eight remained, three men and five women. We cleaned up a little and
talked about the movie. Lisa in the middle of the conversation asked
me to help her take a chair of hers back to her room. I readily
obliged. When back in her apartment we grabbed a drink and continued
to talk about the movie. She had some questions and I tried to
answer them. What took me by surprise was when she admitted that the
lesbian scenes really turned her on. She thought that she would
never try it but found the women alluring and the sex steamy. I
could not contain myself. My erection buldged from my shorts. She
noticed my excitement and began to say how she wondered I was like in
bed when sober. I just stared at her and said that there is only one
way to find out. I leaned to her and kissed her.
We stood there for sometime kissing and slithering over each
other. My hands kneaded her back and slid across her ass. Her hands
did the same with an occasional grasp of my hair. It was incredible.
The urgency pressed our desire into overdrive. At one point, I
reached underneath her baggy shorts, below her tight cotton panties,
to her bare skin. I traced the curves to the opening between her
thighs. The damp heat radiated from her sex, inviting me to explore
further. My fingers followed the edge of her pubic hairs across her
swollen labia, then seperated them to get a dip in her love pool. Her
juices were on the move and my finger urged for it to come out. My
slick fingers pulled away from her backside and up to my
mouth. I stopped kissing her for a moment to lick her love off of my
digits. She just stared at me and a muffled moan leaked from her
mouth.
We left the living room for her bedroom. It was neat with
pictures of U2, a Monet print, and some college postings on the wall.
Everything was in its place, and we took ours on her bed. We
continued to ravage each other, grasping and pushing at each other's
body. I tugged on her shirt and she pulled away to allow me to pull
it over her head. I just stared at her as she laid back on her bed.
I was stunned by her breasts. My imagination nor my memory did
justice to them. I dove forward and smoothered myself in between her
cleavage. The warmth and softness made my mind drift away from my
body. It quickly jolted back when I noticed her hands pushing her
breasts out of their captors and towards my mouth. Her nipples
towered above the large areola. I leaned to it as a babe famished.
My hand replaced hers as I cupped her tit trying to coax the
nourishment out but nothing physical came. My hunger only increased.
I wanted more.
Her bra came off and lay on the floor on her shorts. Her panties
were at my feet as I knelt before her spreading thighs. I could smell
her moisture emanating from her sex. I reverently approached her,
kissing and licking her thighs until I was devouring her. The taste
was exquisite, a mixture of sweet and raw. She squirmed slightly as
my tongue explored the intricate folds leading to her opening. I
licked and lapped, softly then with pressure. I knew she enjoyed this
special attention and I gladly gave it to her. Her hands tugged on my
hairs and stroked my face as I continued my tonguing. She began to
pant.
My hands were on her stomache until she urged them to her exposed
sex. She wanted me to finger her but I was not assuming anything.
She kept grabbing my hand and pushing it near her opening, always to
no avail. Finally, she took my fingers and pushed them into her. As
she stopped, so did my hand. Somewhat fustrated but very wanting, she
kept manipulating my hand like a dildo. She controled the pace and
the angle, as I sucked on her clitoris. The excitement was building.
I could not throttle back my enthusiasm. I began to control my own
hand as I jabbed her with two fingers. I varied the speed and
pressure of both hand and tongue. She was close, real close. I
quicked my pace. My hand blurred as I fucked her with my fingers. My
tongue dug into her clitoris, moving with a deftness and strength all
its own. Her hips gyrated and her legs popped up and down. She
moaned and gasped for breath, went rigid and then limp. Her juices
flowed from her and I lapped at it as best as I could.
With little time to rest, she pulled me up onto her and told me
to fuck her. I undressed fanatically then reassumed my former
postion. I laid on her bare. The softness and warmth made my mind
swim with pleasure. She reached below and grabbed my cock. It did
not need any encouragement. With her finger, she spread my precum
over its opening. I trembled. Then she guided me into her. Words
can not describe the bliss I felt. I had never felt such a feeling.
The last time I barely remembered her naked, let alone this feeling.
I stopped fully in her. We could not get closer than we were at that
moment. Our bodies pressed against each other, our sexes embraced.
Then I felt her walls close around my cock. She let out a yipe not in
pain but from utter enjoyment. Slowly I began to move in and out of
her. She breathed heavily into my ear and I into hers. Our pace
picked up. She met each of my thrusts with one of her own. We
fucked, not in a rude or crass manner but with the rawness of carnal
pleasure.
I wanted to explode in her, but I knew I could not without
protection. She knew my every thought and told me to cum on her. And
that is what I did. After and few minutes of stoking our fires, I
pulled out of her and climbed to her stomach. She tried to pulled me
further to her mouth but I never made it. I shot a lode onto her
stomach and tits, as she jerked me in a frenzy. Cum oozed out of my
opening through her hand and onto her body. The trail was obvious and
obtuse. The additional lubrication made her motions on my cock
intensify and I felt as if I were going to orgasm again, but it slowly
subsided.
She took hand away from my cock and felt the wetness on her body.
She lingered through the mess and even spread it to new areas. Then
she did something that totally took me by surprise. She scooped some
of my cum off of her breast and brought it to her mouth. She licked
it off as if it were an ice cream cone, trying to savor it before it
melted and ran away. I just stared at her as she looked at me and
smiled. All I could think of was she looked like one of the girls in
the movie, loving cum and not able to get enough of it.
We cleaned up by taking a shower and then went back to the party.
Hardly anyone was left. They said that the movie had caused many of
the watchers to go off to their bedrooms. With that, Lisa and I
turned to each other and smiled.
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