Unknown - The willing Usherette

The door to Aisle C closed soundlessly behind her as Betsy stepped into the darkened auditorium. All she had to do was watch for smokers, keep little children from running up and down the aisles and help the other two ushers when she was asked to. Mr. Simpson said it was the job he gave to all the new girls.

Mr. Simpson! Betsy was glad that no one could see her in the dark because she could feel her cheeks burning when she thought about him. A funny, warm sensation began between her legs every time that Betsy thought about the things that Mr. Simpson did to her. She knew it was wrong for her to let the man touch her and teach her those things, but it did make her feel good, just the way that he promised. Besides, it made Betsy feel grown up and daring just to know that a grown up man was interested in her like that!

Betsy passed down the aisle feeling important when some kids that she knew saw her and whispered excitedly among themselves. The pretty little girl passed between the first row and the screen and then walked up Aisle D.

"What is your name again, dear? I'm sorry but I was so busy earlier that I don't think I caught it."

Betsy was startled, she'd stopped by the candy counter and since the good looking blonde clerk hadn't spoken to her all evening, she hadn't expected her to do so now.

"It's Betsy Morrison, ma'am," the pretty little brunette said quickly.

Mrs. Borden smiled at her and tossed her blonde hair with a shake of the head. The motion also made the older woman's large, creamy looking breasts jiggle under her tight fitting uniform top.

"Ohhh, don't be so formal, Betsy. You can call me Grace, I work here just like you."

Betsy smiled shyly and nodded her head, she was impressed by how pretty and self assured Grace was. She was also painfully aware of how well built the blonde was and wondered if she was ever going to grow up and look half as nice as that.

Grace reached across the counter and gently brushed Betsy's long dark hair back from her shoulder, letting the tips of her fingers touch the girl's neck as she did. "You look so cute in your costume, Betsy. It's very becoming."

The blonde's green eyes moved down over her slim body and without knowing why, the pretty little girl felt nervous. Grace smiled again as she pointed up the stairs behind Betsy. "It's almost intermission. You'd better go up and check the ladies lounge and make sure that everything is all right."

Betsy scurried up the stairs and put her uneasy thoughts about Grace out of her mind. When she checked the restroom and returned, Betsy heard the film end and she helped the other usherette open the doors.

"How's it going?"

The other girl's name was Kathy. She was older than Betsy, about seventeen.

"It's always confusing on the first night, you'll get used to it." Kathy grinned, she had blue eyes and dark, auburn hair. "Well, I've got to go and help Grace behind the counter, see you."

Betsy watched Kathy hurry away and was impressed by the other girl's shapely legs and the sexy way that her round, firm bottom swayed when she walked. The little brunette looked down at her own slim legs and despaired of their ever filling out.

The evening flew by. Everything was so new and so exciting that Betsy hardly noticed. Twice she'd had to flash her light on customers and ask them to stop smoking and she was surprised to note that it gave her a sense of power that she'd never had before.

The pretty girl stopped just inside the doors and looked around the auditorium. This was the second showing and there weren't so many patrons. Betsy only glanced up at the screen from time to time. The movie was filled with gunshots and squealing tires and she didn't care for it much.

She wasn't sure if it was a movement or a sound that caught her attention, but something drew her to the seats just to her right. The only people in the last three rows were a couple and they were pressing against her and from the way that their heads were moving Betsy could tell that they were kissing.

The slim little usherette stifled a giggle and craned her neck so that she could see better. Mr. Simpson had told her not to say anything to neckers unless they got out of hand or that people around them complained. Betsy saw the man's arm move away from the lady's shoulder and dropped out of sight, in a few seconds the lady stiffened and then began to kiss him even harder than before!

It wasn't so funny now. Betsy felt a small trickle of excitement run down the full length of her spine. Deep inside of her belly the little girl felt her tight vagina twist and the muscles around it pull. She'd seen other people kissing and messing around before and wondered why this would excite her so much.

Moving carefully and slowly, Betsy inched forward so that she could see down the aisle and see what the man was doing to make the lady sigh and wiggle so. The scene on the screen was being done in daylight and it cast a glowing silver light around the theater, enough light for the shocked little girl to get her wish!

The man had pulled the lady's skirt up over her tummy and was working his hand between her parted thighs. The lips of Betsy's own little pussy grew hot and moist when she watched the woman jerk and then shake her hips like that. Wicked, naughty memories of Mr. Simpson teased and nipped at Betsy and before she knew it, the little girl was excited.

The lady moved a little and Betsy was faintly shocked when she saw that her blouse was unbuttoned and her bare breasts were gleaming in the silver light. Just then, Betsy saw a flash of something white in the man's lap and once she concentrated on it, she could make out what it was. The lady had his big, hard prick in her hand and she was playing with it!!!

Betsy shivered and remembered how exciting it was to run her fingers up and down the length of Mr. Simpson's big old thing and she wondered if that other man's cock felt any different?

The couple kept their heads together, kissing and whispering while they masturbated each other. Betsy was so excited that her knees were shaking as she pressed close against the arm of a seat and openly stared at them. The little girl found that by bending her knees a little, she could force the smooth wooden armrest against her burning little mound and then by flexing her thighs she could make it rub against her there.

As she stood in the darkness, rubbing her moist little groove against the armrest, the lady in the seat began to moan softly. Most of the sounds she made were drowned out by the film's sound track, but Betsy was certain that she could hear moans, squeals, and gasps as the lady stiffened in the seat and began to shake as the man's hand flashed between her spread and shaking thighs. She was cumming! Betsy was shocked to see it happen in public like this and the fact that it was made it even more thrilling to her!

The woman's hand was still working up and down on the man's white tube of a cock and when he groaned and pulled her close to him, Betsy knew that he was going to shoot his cum! The pretty little girl sighed softly to herself and rubbed harder against the seat as she watched the two struggle for a moment. Betsy saw the lady shake her head and try to pull back but the man was stronger and in just seconds he'd managed to grip her by the nape of the neck and push her head down in his lap. She was forced to slide out of her seat and kneel on the floor to keep from breaking her neck!

For an instant, Betsy was puzzled, but then she saw the woman's head begin to bob up and down and she understood! The pretty little girl felt an awful surging sensation in her belly when she realized that the woman had the man's thick cock in her mouth. She was going to suck all that messy goo when it shot out of him!!!

She'd heard about women doing that for men. She'd seen the name scrawled on walls but somehow Betsy never really believed that it happened! In spite of the revulsion she felt, the little brunette's excitement didn't die away. It even grew stronger!! Betsy's legs were shaking as she rolled her hips harder and strained to see every obscene detail of what was happening. She could see the lady's pretty face in profile and watched as her ovaled lips slid up and down on the man's erect cock. In the dim light, she could see the prick glisten wetly as the lady nursed on it. The pretty little girl's heart was hammering in her chest and she was so close to her own climax that she didn't see the door open or hear the footsteps behind her, until it was way too late!!