John Adams: Wild young wife

Lynn vaguely heard the background music playing as the couple fucked. The man had the woman on her hands and knees. He was behind her, his long dick pumping her pussy with deep, powerful strokes.

The camera moved to the front of the woman. Her face reflected the ecstasy she must be feeling.

Her big tits hung down nd swayed with each brutal thrust of the man's hard cock. Lynn could see that the woman's joy was genuine. A strong feeling of envy came over the young wife as she watched the woman on the screen. Lynn wanted to take her place. She could almost feel that big prick in her own greedy cunt.

Lynn didn't really think about what she was doing. She wriggled around in her seat, making her short skirt bunch up around her hips. Her hand slipped between her hot thighs.

"Unnnnhhh!" she moaned aloud when her fingers found her wet cunt. Her pleasure was intense as she fingered herself and stared at the fucking couple. She forgot about the men around her. Her mind was filled by the filmed fucking, and by the pleasure she was giving herself.

The couple shifted position. The man pulled out of the woman's cunt and pushed her over on her back. Lynn's clit throbbed when she saw his big hard prick. The huge rod swayed and jerked under his body as he prepared to plunge down into the woman's waiting snatch.

Lynn wanted desperately to be where the woman was. She wanted to be under the man, spreading her legs for him, opening her hot cunt for his wonderful cock.

"Mnimmm!" she groaned again when her fingers pinched her aching clit.

The man began to pound the woman again. His ass lifted and drove. The woman's mouth opened in a silent scream of delight as she wrapped her long legs around the man's back. Lynn slid down in the seat so she had better access to her boiling twat.

Lynn was so involved with the movie, and with her fingering, that she didn't notice the movement to her right. She was startled when she looked up and saw a man moving down the row of seats where she was sitting. He was almost upon her before she realized what was happening.

"May I sit here?"

Lynn heard the man's question, but it didn't fully register in her dazed mind. Her hand stopped working; she knew that her skirt still barely hid her pussy from his view. She stared up at him.

The flickering light from the screen revealed that the man was young and attractive. He was dressed in a dark business suit. His dark hair appeared to be perfectly in place.

"Is this seat taken?" he asked as Lynn gazed at him uncertainly.

"No," the puzzled wife said with a barely audible voice.

Lynn wasn't certain what to do or say when he sat next to her. Her hand was still under her skirt, but she let it rest against her wet cunt. Her eyes went back to the screen and she waited for him to say something.

Several minutes went by and the man still didn't speak. She could hear his breathing over the music. She wanted to turn to him; the silence was awkward. After a few more minutes she had almost worked up the courage to speak when his arm slowly lifted to rest on the back of her seat. She held her breath and waited for his touch.

When his touch came it was tentative. He lightly cupped his hand around her shoulder, gradually increasing the pressure and moving his hand down toward her tit.

The excited wife felt her cunt respond immediately. The anticipation of where his hand was headed made her nipples harden further. The thrill of being touched by a total stranger was breathtaking. Her hand pressed against her pussy.

Lynn ran her tongue around her lips and stared at the movie. The man was really pumping the woman's cunt. The camera had moved in for a close-up rear-view. It was an open shot of the big prick as it fucked. The man's heavy balls could be seen slapping the woman's ass with each thrust he made. Cunt-juice was running from the flowing cunt into the woman's spread ass-crack.

The man next to Lynn still didn't say anything. He moved his hand down over her tit very slowly. Lynn held her breath and fixed her eyes on the screen. She could hear his heavy, loud breathing. It seemed to take forever before his fingers finally brushed over her nipple.

"Mmmmmm!" Lynn softly moaned when the warm sensation raced from her nipple to her cunt.

The stranger leaned over and put his lips very close to her ear. "Is it okay if I touch you like this?"

Lynn almost laughed at his question. It seemed rather silly considering that she hadn't made any objection.

"Touch all you want," she whispered in a hoarse voice.

He kept his mouth next to her ear as he squeezed her big, hot jug. She could feel his warm breath on her neck. Her finger probed her wet cunt again as she let him feel her and turn her on with his noisy breathing.

The hot wife thrilled to the dreamy unreality of what was happening to her. Letting a stranger touch her while she fingered her cunt was the most exciting experiance of her life. The heat in her body swept away any normal inhibitions. Her clit vibrated when she rubbed it. Her cunt flowed with thick twat-juice.

His hand reached down to pull up her blouse.

Lynn gasped when he touched the flesh of her stomach. She pushed her finger deeper into her wet pussy.

"Ooooohhhh!" she groaned when he felt her naked boob.

"You've got nice tits, baby," the man whispered when his hand closed over her aching jug.

"Thank you," Lynn hissed, her face twisting into a pleased grin.

Lynn wanted to feel his cock in her hand. She wanted to stroke his dick while she watched the big fucking prick in the movie. Keeping one hand on her cunt, she moved her other hand over the arm of the seat.

"Yeah, honey!" the man groaned when her fingers brushed his thigh and slowly teased toward his crotch. "Take it out, baby! Take it out and play with it!"

The horny wife found the hardness of his cock and softly rubbed her palm over it. She could feel the heat of his shaft through his pants.

"Get it out, honey!" the man moaned.

His zipper was very easy to pull down. Lynn felt her cunt twitch when she heard the exciting sound of the zipper sliding down. She had to turn and look down at his crotch. She wanted to see his cock when she freed it from his trousers.

"Yeah, baby!" he hissed when her warm hand touched his prick through his briefs.

His cock was big. It responded to her hand by twitching violently and throbbing. She moaned softly when she squeezed his hardness.

"Squeeze my tit harder!" she pleaded.

He did. His fingers closed around her jug until she groaned from the pain. It was a sweet pain, though. The sharp sensation made little needlepoints of pleasure run through her hot body.

Her hand still feeling her wet pussy, Lynn struggled to get his dick out of his shorts. She couldn't believe how much of it protruded from his pants when she finally pulled it up and out. It must have been nine inches long.

"Shit, woman!" he gasped when she wrapped her slim fingers around it and began to slowly pump it.

Lynn loved the hot, smooth feel of his hard shaft. But feeling it wasn't enough. She needed the taste of it in her hungry mouth. She wasn't sure how she was going to manage it, but she had to have that big thing between her lips.

It was awkward at first. The arm of the seat was in the way, but she was determined. By twisting her body around toward him, she was able to position her head over his lap. He shifted his hands so that he could reach under her and play with her tits.

She stared at the beautiful prick for a while. Even in the flickering light of the theater, she could see the stiff rod. The swollen head gleamed with moisture. The veiny cock looked delicious.

The man moaned with anticipation when her pretty face began to lower toward the tip of his jerking prick. His hands pulled her sweater up over her hot boobs. He squeezed them even harder than before.