Robert Jenkins

Seducing Mom and Dad

CHAPTER ONE

All during the picture, Emma's cunt kept getting hotter and hotter.

She and Jack were sitting as close together as possible, considering the arm of the seat that jutted between them, gouging into their ribs. Emma cursed herself for being stupid enough not to wear a skirt; a good short one Jack could easily get his hand up underneath.

The picture was a sexy one, a foreign film with lots of bare tits and asses. When Emma saw the male lead's hand close over the heroine's big-nippled breast, her own tits throbbed in sympathy.

She guided Jack's hand to her closest tit. "Pinch the nipple a little," she whispered fiercely into his ear. Jack complied, his thumb and one finger worrying her taut little breast-bud. Emma squirmed in her seat. Now her cunt was really getting hot!

Emma's hand stole over towards Jack's crotch. He had a hard-on! Well, why not? He couldn't fail to notice how turned-on she was.

Emma began rubbing Jack's hard cock through the material of his pants. He almost groaned, but caught himself, biting off the give-away sound. His cock got harder and harder in his pants.

The couple on the screen were fucking. Or at least faking it very well. No bare hard cocks or gushing pusssies showing. It was too high-class a film for that. But a lot of bare flesh, slow writhing motions in the dim, suggestive lighting, and the low panting moans of both the celluloid lovers.

Emma and Jack were getting so hot they temporarily forgot they were in a crowded theater. Jack's crotch were pumping slowly up and against Emma's caressing hand. His own hand reached over and worked down into her pants. The waistband stretched, digging into Emma's back and sides. But she didn't care. Not with Jack's strong fingers slipping under her panties, prowling through the upper perimeter of her beaver.

"Mmmmmmmm…" she sighed as Jack's fingertip slid down into her wet steaming slit. She wriggled around in the seat, trying to thrust her hips upward so Jack's marauding finger could find her pussy-hole. Her hand grabbed desperately at his hard, hidden cock.

Then Emma heard the snickers around herself and Jack. She jerked her eyes to the side away from Jack. A young man was staring down at Jack's hand disappearing beneath the waistband of her pants. He had a huge bulge in the front of his own pants.