Marilyn at the Movies
Keywords: the, at, Marilyn, Movies,
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"So, after about a bit of a hiatus, the shemale that you love is back. Well, at least I love her. After all she is an alter ego for me. Now if I could parlay that into some cash, I"d be good to go. Anyway, it"s good to be back in the saddle, especially the way college has been getting to me. This story, and the next few I plan on writing, will be stroke stories, meant for some happy action fun time with yourself.? I might do another series, but it depends on buzz for the next few stories. So, if you like them, WRITE ME! Comments are my only motivation for this right now, so please show your love by writing me at the address in my profile. That being said, I must show you the disclaimers before some mother in Iowa writes me about corrupting her precious innocent child…
This work of fiction is for the non-commercial use of its readers. Permission to copy and distribute through electronic media for non-commercial purposes is granted. All commercial and non-electronic rights are reserved by me, the author. Please do not read this story if you are offended by adult material, reading this material is illegal in your legal jurisdiction or, if in the United States, under the age of 18. It ain't like this disclaimer is going to stop the determined, but I gotta try."
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"Man, am I glad to get off that bus! It"s apparent that bus driver confused the concepts of cold and fucking antarctic! Plus, now I"m nipped out too."
Marilyn stepped off the bus into the quiet, cool Queens afternoon. She was on her way to see a movie. Any movie. Just anything to escape civilization for a couple of hours. She had a tendency to do that whenever she had a bad week. This one sure qualified as one. First, she had a whole pile of tests thrown onto her at once. Plus, she had to write a 6 page paper for her least favorite subject, English, on some Shakespeare play. And, of course, it seemed that as fall descended, the sex drives of the fine men of the Bronx seemed to rise. It seemed as if someone had slipped something into the water or something. So, with Kat busy with a school project, she decided to head into her native borough to relax for a bit and return to the Bronx with her batteries recharged. As she was thinking this, she nearly walked right into the glass at the box office.
"What movie is starting the soonest?"
"Um, well, we have "Autumn in New York" starting at 1:40…"
"One ticket please?"
"That"ll be $8.25 ma"am."
Fishing a $10 bill out of her pocket, she slipped the money through the opening in the box office. "Here you go."
"OK, your change will be $1.75. Here"s your ticket and enjoy the show!"
"Yeah, yeah," Marilyn thought to herself. "I just need to relax. Forget this fake friendly crap." Her dress belied her attitude. Underneath her thin Tommy Hilfiger jacket, she wore a ratty little t-shirt with enough of the bottom cut off to show off her belly. She dug up some track pants, wore some green lace panties she just happened to find clean this morning, and finished it off with some old basketball shoes. As she handed off her ticket to the ticket taker, she barely paid enough attention to him to figure out where the theater where the movie she was supposed to see is playing.
She quickly bounded up the stairs, then half ran into the small movie theater, as if the doors could somehow keep me safe. She decided to take a seat in a back row, the better to stretch her legs. "Ah, the sweet joys of American escapism. What would I do without them!" she sighed to no one particular. "Oh shit, there"s some time before the movie. Let me get a soda right quick…"
Marilyn returned to her seat just after the previews started rolling. She put her large soda down on the floor, shucked off her jacket, then plopped down in the padded seat. She reclined slightly, then picked up her soda and placed in against her partially exposed belly. "Mmm, that feels good," she thought to herself. "If this wasn"t in public, I"d be tempted to whip it out right now and stroke myself off." Then she took a glance around the movie theater. Save for a few girls her age, a middle-age couple and an older couple, the theater was vacant. "What would I do for a place to think without Hollywood churning worthless crap? Got to a library?" she thought. Then, she chuckled out loud, nearly spraying the soda she was sipping on.
As expected, the movie was crap. However, it gave Marilyn a chance to clear her head. After all, when you had a week like she had, you just need to just let your mind free associate for a bit, take it out for a jog if you will. So, Marilyn stared blankly at the glowing screen, sipping on her soda, idly scratching and squeezing on her braless breasts. After not too long, her soda was finished, and her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier. "If I didn"t have to pee, I"d be able to get a nice long nap out of this movie," she thought to herself. Her legs stiff from sitting, she stretched her long, built body up, then stepped out of the movie theater towards the bathroom.
The women"s room was fairly quiet when Marilyn stepped in there. It seemed too large for it"s own good, especially considering the "prodigious" crowds that filtered through the movie theater this time of day. However, along the long wall of sinks, she did notice someone interesting. First off was the woman"s hair, dyed a bronze hue, shoulder length, and despite a bit of a curl towards the bottom, in need of a fresh perm. However, the face that she spotted in the mirror seemed permanently fresh. A cross between the cute chubbiness of a baby and the subtle intensity of sensuality, the woman"s caramel-hued face was staring intently into the mirror, placing mascara on her eyelashes. Now situated directly behind the woman, Marilyn looked at the rest of her body. The stranger"s body appeared the epitome of "ghetto fabulous", with her thick body, huge round butt and large, slightly sagging breasts encased in a simple black tube dress that barely covered her big, soft thighs as she bent over the sink.
"Not bad, not at all," Marilyn though to herself as she tried to slip in backwards into a stall, trying to keep a glimpse of that body as long as possible. When she slipped down her pants, she noticed that she has developed a bit of a hard-on. "Cute. Now I"m gonna have to angle myself as I sit down not to get my tip in the water," she thought to herself, carefully not to say anything out loud to give her away. She then took care not to think any more of the beautiful woman outside of her stall as she relieved herself, not wanting to have to entangled her manhood from the toilet. Finished, she tucked herself back up between her legs, pulled up her pants and panties, then opened the door to her stall. She caught herself staring at the beautiful stranger in front of her, watching her as she put her wine red lipstick on her soft lips.
"Like something you see?"
"What?!"
"I saw you staring at me ever since you came in here," the stranger said as she looked at Marilyn through the mirror. She then turned her head around to look behind her and said, "I"m kinda flattered."
"I"m saying though, um, well, I just thought you were…"
"Fine? Sexy? If you were a man, you fuck me this second? What difference do the words make? I know you want me," the stranger responded as she turned to face Marilyn and stood up. Marilyn took this time to check out the whole package, from her cute face and cherubic lips, to her huge tits, to her slight belly that looked so cute on her, to the thick thighs all the way down to her 3 inch platform heels. She felt the stranger eye her from top to bottom and said, "you ain"t half bad yourself. I wish I had a body like yours. Then again, I have had bodies like yours in that special way."
"S-so I take it you like women?"
"And men. What difference does it make?"
"M-my name is M-marilyn? What"s yours?"
"Just call me…Love, and we"ll leave it at that. Besides, I like looking at you better than that damn movie I was watching."
At that, Love reached up, looked into Marilyn"s eyes and lightly squeezed at Marilyn"s breasts. She repeated the squeezing motion again, this time lightly pulling on Marilyn"s nipples through her shirt. Her hands kept slowly moving as they cupped and massaged her breasts, then moved her hands down to caress her soft belly. When her hands brushed against the ebony midriff, Love gave the stomach a playful squeeze, looked up at Marilyn with big eyes, smiled innocently and said "mmm…this looks yummy!" Her lips moved down to where her hands were and gave Marilyn"s stomach a few light pecks. She then sucked on the exposed belly button, kissing it and flicking at it with her tongue.
"O-ooh, that feels good," Marilyn managed to gave out between shivers of pleasure.
"You like that, huh?"
"Yes, very much."
"I might do some more of that later. Meanwhile, I have something else to attend to," Love remarked with a wink and a mischevious smile.
She then reached between Marilyn"s legs to grope at her crotch. As she ran her hand back and forth against the smooth crotch, her eyes bulged out in surprise. "Hmm…looks like I"ll get to find out whether the "If you were a man" situation really is true." She reached her hands inside Marilyn"s waistband and pulled her pants down to midway up her thighs. She then pulled aside the green lace panties, letting Marilyn"s dick pop out and hang slightly outward and down.
"It looks like someone"s getting excited."
"Yeah," Marilyn nervously chuckled, "y-you could say that."
"Well I got something more exciting for you.…"
With that, Love pulled the dick out until it was parallel to the floor, then bent over and gave the tip. She then slobbered Marilyn"s tip a bit and licked all around the head to the little ridge at the base of the tip. Her lips caressed the sensitive skin as she dragged her lips from the tip down to the shaft, her tongue flicking out as she did this. Her free hand was stroking the piece of dark meat in her hands, part out of admiration, part out of lust, part out of caring as one would a pet.
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