Sally's Saturday Double Matinee - Sex Stories

Sally's Saturday Double Matinee

... next show starts. There is a seven minute intermission between shows.” “Do you have to pee daddy?” “Very inviting baby, but I have to stay here and make sure everything goes smoothly. Now go and come back wearing something sexy for me.” I rushed into the ladies room and took off my wet clothes. I reached inside my bag and took a wash cloth out. I regulated the water and soaped up the rag. My make up was the first to go. I rinsed the rag and was washing my tits and pussy, when Miss Jones walked in. She looked a little disheveled and disorientated. “Are you okay? “Oh yes Sally. That orgasm you gave me just blew my mind. I need to reciprocate. What can I do for you?” “Well I need to get washed and dressed for the next show but I know something you can do for me.” “Anything, just name it.” “Are you familiar with the term golden showers? I just experienced my first today with a man and was wondering how it would feel with a woman. Are you up for it?” “Mmm yes…you sit first and I’ll sit facing you on your lap. I can cum just thinking about the sensation. If you’re ready, let’s do it.” Her tits were right in my face and I couldn’t resist fondling them and sucking her nipples hard. When the first feeling of pee hit I could feel her tense up. She actually aimed her pee into my slit and worked it up and down. Every nerve in my body tingled and I sucked her harder. My pussy and hers met and we grinded ourselves to cum. Her fingers reached inside me and she licked them and offered it to ...

... me. The taste was incredible and we ended it with a deep kiss. “Hurry up in there,” Rusty was saying as he rushed in the door. “Looks like I missed some of the fun. Damn girl, you better get yourself together, you have about four minutes. Excuse me Miss, are you staying for the next show too?” “No, I was just here for the women. If this is your girl Mister, you have a keeper.” “Goodbye Sally, nice meeting you and we will have to do this again sometime.” She walked to the door and before she left, wrote her number down on the wall, then turned to me and winked. Rusty was going through my bag and came up with a black mesh cover up that you use over a bathing suit. “Are you serious? It shows everything. Nothing left to the imagination at all.” “I like it and I’m a man, so I’m sure the others will too. Trust me on that.” So paired with my black stiletto heels, we walked out hand in hand, waiting for the next group of men and women. The crowd started trickling in as Rusty and I were making out behind the concession stand. I thought I heard a familiar voice pass by. I peeked out and saw my manager and his wife looking for seats. They both sat apart from each other which I thought was odd, but who am I to judge. When I mentioned it to Rusty he told me to go for it, just to see the expression on Mr. Wallace’s face. I waited until the theater lights went out and sat next to him. He had a bucket of popcorn in his lap and immediately offered me some. I took a few pieces in my hand and ...