Double Feature Picture Show [MF] [Exhibition] [Rough] [Long]

“See it’s like he’s dead or something.” Jenny said, having pulled the sides of her backless dress forward, pushing the fabric between her now bare breasts. She gave her shoulders a shake to jiggle them a little. I certainly looked, it wasn’t an unpleasant sight, but she didn’t break my concentration like most of the other guys in the parking lot. I continued to mix her drink and hand it over.

Those who have been to Rocky Horror are aware the culture there is much more relaxed than most places. People dressed in skimpy lingerie, both men and women, business suits, and sometimes just night shirts all together tend to learn and be accepting of each other’s quirks.

I had mentioned before in stories here that for one reason or another I just don’t have the same drive as most people. I wouldn’t quite classify myself as asexual, as I still enjoy sex. It’s not a chore for me, but I just lack the same amount of interest in it as others except for certain… cases.

This made me a bit of an oddity at the Rocky Horror here. It wasn’t an open sex party or anything like that, frankly it wasn’t that different from any night club. Some people came for fun, some people came to dance or drink, and of course, some people show up to find a hookup.

I had been going to this place for over a year with several of my friends from high school… and people had become increasingly confused whether I was straight, or gay… maybe bi? I never hooked up with anyone there, but was more than happy to flirt with anyone. Women, men, men dressed as women, women dressed as men… a few people that we weren’t sure if they were male or female. Whatever. Flirting was fun and harmless.

People would ask my friends, and they would admit that they had seen me dating girls before but… that was really about it.
It had also apparently become a challenge to some people to be the one that could get me into bed. I suspect there may even have been a betting pool on my orientation.

Jenny sighed as she put her tits away.

“Hey, I’m not complaining if you want to leave them out.” I replied. “Everyone likes boobies!” This is true by the way, boobies are awesome and just about everyone likes them.

This night though, one of the people in the crowd had an unfair advantage. One of the friends from high school, who by this point had known me for at least six years was a girl who I had slept with often. By which I mean actually just sleeping. We had been to a few parties together and were comfortable sharing the same couch when we passed out, or even the same sleeping bag, or cushion or whatever we could find on the floor. Apparently I mutter things in my sleep.

People had tried about everything from groping, stripping, kissing. Pretty much anything shy of what would be unacceptable behavior to the people around. Rocky is open about things and all… but the people there are not going to tolerate someone having their clothes torn off if they really don’t seem into it. No one had tried what she was going to go for though.

It was time to line up for tickets for the show, and as everyone was being searched by security it could sometimes take an hour to get in. So we all waited with our backs to the wall, talking to pass the time.

My friend, we’ll call her Kay, was next to me in the line. She quietly and gently took my hand, and squeezed it to get my attention. Her cheeks were red for the moment as she refused to look up at me. “Hey uhh…” Kay muttered. Honestly this amount of embarrassment was about the most emotion I had ever seen her express before. To this day Kay is somewhat infamous for having a flat affect and playing her emotions close to the vest. She regularly gives me a solid rodgering in games that rely on bluffing.

“Yes?” I asked, giving her hand another squeeze.

“Look uhh… do you think… maybe we could go out some time?”

I raised an eyebrow. When I had first met Kay a question like this would have honestly still gone over my head. As I had said before I was a dense son of a bitch for a long time. I wasn’t quite that stupid anymore though.

“Aren’t we already going out?” I asked teasingly.
Kay turned even more red and rubbed the bridge of her nose with her middle finger. “I mean… as uhh more than friends.”

“Like a date? Sure, I mean I like you too… are you sure you’re okay with that though?” I knew that Kay had a much higher drive than I did, and didn’t want to over promise anything. I liked her, felt comfortable around her, and had an interest, but I also knew she was just getting out of a relationship.

“Okay good… so you would be my boyfriend right? I could call you that?”

I nodded to her question, still a little confused about what was going on.

“Good… I would feel like such a ho if you weren’t my boyfriend and I did this…”

Without warning Kay pushed my back against the wall hard. I grunted as I slammed into it, less from the force and more from a trained response never to hold my breath when being struck. I started to push away from the wall when she stepped in front of me and pressed her body against mine.

Kay is pretty much the same height as me. At 5’9″ I guess I’m short for a man and she is tall for a woman. I had about 20 pounds on her, but she had more secure footing. Kay has pale skin, dark almond shaped eyes that I swear have a slightly red tinge to them, and dark brown, slightly wavy hair.

She was wearing a button up shirt and a thin jacket, and with her body pressed up against mine I could feel she wasn’t wearing a bra as her small breasts pressed into my chest. I could feel her heart beating fast and hard, her nipples already hard pressed through both of our clothes.

Her knee pressed into the wall between my legs, breaking my stance, and I felt her hips grind against my upper thigh.

I grabbed her sleeve under her elbow and yanked down hard, as I pushed her shoulder sideways above that point, planning to break her stance. I needed to push her off her center of gravity if I was going to get control.

Pushing her to the side broke the kiss and I saw the crowd around us, a half circle forming, no one exactly certain what to do. Of course if I had done this to her I would already be bleeding from so many places, but a girl doing this was still new to the crowd.
I had managed to break her balance enough that she shifted to the side. I pushed my leg forward to try and make some space for myself. This pressed my thigh harder between her legs and caused her hips to buck. I suddenly felt her lips on my neck before her teeth pressed against my skin. Not enough to leave a mark, but enough to express an animalistic need.

A growl of my own followed hers… and the crowd suddenly started to realize that this wasn’t maybe as violent as it looked.

My knees wobbled, but I still had the space I needed. I stepped the foot between her legs to the side, pulling her along with both arms now, rolling along it, I threw her back to the wall this time and took up a spot to hold against it now.

I started to open my mouth to say something, ask her what that was supposed to be, what was going on exactly… I caught her eyes and her grin, and I realized exactly what she was doing.
I could feel it already, the excitement, the rush. My neck stung a little still, but my heart was pounding in my chest just as much as her’s was now.

I stared into her eyes for a second more before suddenly surging forward to meet her lips. My leg slid between her thighs again and she lowered her hips, grinding herself against it. I felt her arms wrap around me, her fingernails digging into my back. We both moaned against each other’s lips… and the crowd looked on confused for a moment longer wondering if they should really do anything about this.

As time stretched on it became very clear we both were enjoying this, so except for occasional cheers and taunts we were left alone.

The line started to move and we finally broke our kiss, looking each other in the eyes again, grinning, and panting out of breath.
I stepped back and moved down the wall to get back into line and try to calm my breathing when Kay wrapped her arms around me again, nibbling along my neck and shoulder. My arms wrapped around her, one digging into her hair to massage her scalp while the other pressed the small of her back towards me.

People were kind of used to seeing PDA’s in the line… but there is a point at which it becomes excessive.

The people behind us cleared their throats to point out the line moved again and we scooted down the line. It was difficult for me to walk, as Kay already had me painfully hard just from this particular make out session, and the fact she kept pressing her hips against it wasn’t helping either.

I could tell the line was starting to get annoyed with us though and pushed Kay away, turning so she was behind me. Kay kept holding onto me though, biting my neck, nibbling on my earlobe, her breath still fast and warm on my skin.

“OKay, okay, c’mon stop.” I said, still panting myself.

“You don’t like it?” Kay asked, actually sounding a little hurt, but I shook my head.

“I like it, but if you don’t knock it off I’m not sure I’m going to be able to calm down when we get inside…”

“I know a way you can calm down…” she whispered teasingly in my ear, her hand shot around me and grabbed me through my pants.

“Fuuck… if you don’t stop I’m going to drag you into that alley…” I warned. At this point I definitely meant it. I didn’t even care the others in line could hear us.

Kay stepped around to stand in front of me, arms crossed over her chest as she looked me over one more time, maybe trying to see if she had the courage to go onto the next step. The grin returned to her face, though she didn’t look back into my eyes, she was staring down at my pants. “Do it. I dare you.”

The challenge in her voice alone was too much. An almost mocking tone like she didn’t think I had the guts… and that was exactly what sent me over the edge. I stepped to her, wrapped my arms around her center of balance and lifted her up into the air with another grunt, walking quickly with her at least out of the line.

Everyone knew exactly what was about to happen, but I didn’t care. We were at least out of sight of anyone that didn’t want to see it. They could deny whatever was happening… if someone wanted to see it well fuck it I didn’t care at this point.

I pressed Kay against the wall of the alley way, and licked along her neck and shoulder between gentle bites. She moaned again, then kicked both her feet out, and then back, pushing my center of balance backwards before kicking off the wall. I stumbled back to keep from falling over and slammed into the wall behind me.
Another grunt was pushed out by the reflex on impact, and the shock was enough to open my hands. Kay jumped down, put her forearm across my collar bones and gave me a hard kiss again. I started to resist until I felt her hand unzipping my fly.

I relented and she lowered her hand to meet the other, unbuttoning my pants and pushing them down just enough to pull my dick from my pants. She dropped quickly to her knees and started to lick up and down my shaft, swirling her tongue along the tip.

A gasp caught in my throat and my hands went to her hair. Her lips parted and she took me into her mouth with a long moan, the feeling of it vibrating every bit that her lips touched.

My hips pushed forward and I pulled her in a little more… and then felt her teeth. She applied enough pressure to give a warning, not enough to hurt, but enough to tell me that she would be controlling the pace for this part, not me.

I nodded and looked into her eyes so she knew I got the message, and I let my hands relax a little. She couldn’t help but notice a twitch on my part though when she used her teeth a little, just enough not quite pain to keep my blood flowing.

She bobbed her head up and down, drawing several more moans out of me as she did so. She lifted up her skirt, knee length, pleated and really out of place at Rocky for being almost prudish… but as her hand disappeared under the fabric I found myself not caring too much.

I looked down to Kay, breathing heavily again and whispered “God I want you…”

“What? I didn’t hear that…” she said after sliding my shaft out of her mouth, continuing to stroke it with her free hand.

“I want you…” I said a little louder.

“You want me to what?”

“I want to fuck you so bad right now.”

Kay shook her head up at me teasingly. “Oh come on you can do better than that…” she grinned. “I want you… to tell me exactly what you want to do to me. And don’t whisper… I want to hear it.”

I growled again, catching a shuddering of her breath and a slight dilation of her pupils at the sound. “I want… to pick you up, and pin you to that wall. I want to fuck you hard until we scream, and I want to see you covered in my cum, panting sweating.”

Kay bit her lip, her body gave another shiver as I looked down at her. “Only below the skirt.” she replied before standing up and letting me go.

I wasn’t exactly sure what she meant, but I grabbed her, dick swinging wildly through the air in what must have been the most comical sight ever, lifted her up and ran with her against the opposite wall. Kay lifted one leg, and slid her underwear out of the way.

I grabbed her leg to support it, and after a few failed attempts to enter her, she shifted her hips away from the wall, shoulders still pressed up against it, grabbed me and practically forced me inside of her.

I started bucking my hips into her with an almost insane need. I needed to feel her wrapped around me, I needed to feel her breath on my neck, her teeth on my skin, her nails in my back.

My breathing grew more ragged as I buried my face into her shoulder, biting and moaning as instinct directed. Hr free hand massaged her small breast while the other tried to hold some balance for us against the wall.

I am pretty sure this pace didn’t keep up for more than a few minutes at best, but already we were both covered in a sheen of sweat, out of breath, and barely able to stand. Kay’s knees started to give out and I felt my climax coming.

I grunted a warning and she nodded. “Don’t cum in me.” she panted.

I nodded to her one more time, slamming in deep and pressing my lips hard to hers one last time before finally pulling out. Kay lifted her skirt, baring her legs more. I started to reach for myself but she batted my hand away firmly with one of hers, grabbing my length she started to stroke me fast and hard, aided by the slickness still form both of us. I shivered a few times, tryin to hold back before she pushed me over the edge.

I covered her mons and thighs in cum before finally running dry. A few aftershocks ran through me as she continued to stroke me, though slower and less firmly, dribbling a little more cum down into her hand and down her wrist.

While I watched she lifted her hand to her mouth, and licked it clean before grinning at me again like she won. She probably did but I was feeling like I certainly didn’t mind losing.

I heard a couple cheers once my brain was back in the right place again, and looked to the street, suddenly blushing bright red as a couple clapped in either genuine or mock excitement, shouting “Good job!” and “round two!”

Kay pulled her panties down to her knees and stepped out of them before using them to clean up the mess I had made of her legs as best as she could. We btoh stil lsmelled strongly of sex, and sweat.. and had more than enough marks on us there was no questioning it, but she still wanted to clean up some.

Once she had gotten what should could cleaned from her skin, she took the panties and stuffed them into my jacket pocket after I had gotten my clothes in order.

“Hold onto these for me.” She said, patting my backside and stepping back into line, daintily straightening her hair… like it would make any difference.

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