Marilyn at the MoviesbyBrettLynn©
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?”
“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. She nuzzled her nose against it, then started kissing wetly against the dick in her hands. She felt it twitch and harden as she continued her attentions, and felt its owner shuddering, felt her hands in her hair stroking it, heard her moaning. By the time she reached the base, she stopped, blew all over the wet skin on the shaft, then starting kissing and sucking the skin on the balls.
“Oh yes…please, don’t stop…”
Love gave Marilyn a series of short, soft butterfly kisses on her balls. She gave them with the patience and caring one only gets with a connection between human beings. She used her mouth to show how much she liked doing this, covering the balls in front of her with kisses. Just as she was about to bring her lips back up to the cock, she a shudder from her partner and felt a hard tug on her hair.
“Are you OK?” Love asked.
“Uh..uh…yeah…just need to catch my breath. My knees just went jelly there. Damn, you’re incredible!”
“Thank you,” Love replied with a smile.
“C-can I lean against the sink? So I don’t slip and fall and hurt both of us?”
“Sure. Just let me do a few other things first.”
Love walked over to the end of the bathroom by the door. She quickly placed the wet floor sign outside the door, then took the time to lock the door from the outside and propped the garbage can up against the door.
“There we go. We should have plenty of private time now,” Love said with that infectious, almost innocent smile of hers. “Now lean up against that sink miss,” she said with a mock harshness, “we have some business to finish.”
Marilyn waddled over to the bank of sinks and leaned against the counter, bracing herself with her hands. Love kneeled on the floor, grabbed the half-hard cock with her hand, brought the tip to her mouth and sucked on it hard, flicking her tongue all around it. As it started to harden to completeness, she took more into her mouth, working her tongue all around the thick shaft she was struggling to fit into your mouth.
“Wow, you’re a *big* girl down there, if you know what I mean,” Love remarked as she took the dick out of her mouth.
“Yeah, I know.”
“Well, I think I can handle you though. Don’t worry. You won’t hurt me, and everything will be OK, alright?” Love posed with a smile and a gentle giggle.
“OK. Just lemme know if I’m hurting you.”
Love then quickly took 4 inches of cock back into her mouth, slobbering and moaning contentedly. She took the time to work her tongue around the huge dick and change the pressure she was sucking at as she worked her mouth up and down.
“Yeah…that feels so g-good…please don’t stop…don’t hurt me like that,” said Marilyn, nearly brought to tears by the sensations she felt. She leaned heavily against the counter as she laid her head back, closed her eyes, and tried to cope with the sensations shooting from her cock. She reached under her shirt and started to paw at her breasts as she felt that warm, wet, tight mouth bring her to a full erection and slip another two inches inside, caressing every inch with care. She felt hands stroking the rest of her cock outside of the mouth, and she opened her eyes and looked down to see Love working her mouth with lust-filled eyes and a smiling mouth. Marilyn stroked her hair in loving appreciation with one hand as she felt the strokes on her cock get longer and longer and deeper and deeper. When she felt a pair of hands grab onto the base of her cock as another two inches were sunk down Love’s throat, her hands went limp, not thinking that someone could make her feel this good. Too lost in her sensations to cum, she reached up her hands and brushed them by a pair of huge tits attached to the woman sucking her off. While one hand continue up to grab and maul at her own breast, the other lingered down there, reached in the tube dress and started rubbing on a breasts, feeling the hard nipple and bumpy areola. Just then, her hand went limp as she felt one very powerful suck that would have made her cum if she didn’t lose herself in the feeling in the first place.
Love then grabbed on tight to the three inches of the massive member not exposed, then slipped the rest out of her throat. She took a deep breath, now being able to breathe clearly without a dick in her mouth, and said coquettishly, “so, you wanna play some more, huh?”
“Yeah, I think I’d like that.”
“Why don’t we switch places? I’d like to just lay back and have my nipples bit and my pussy eaten. Besides, if you do a good job, I have some fun for us,” she said breathlessly with a wink and an incandescent smile.
Marilyn practically jumped off the counter and made room for her new friend, who immediately jumped up and sat on the counter. She then turned and faced her to hug her tight and kiss her hard, their tongues dueling in each other’s mouth. She grinded her chest against her friends, then disengaged so that her hands could fully explore the large mammaries in front of her. As she roughly mauled them through the dress, she felt Love press her chest against her hands, her tits oozing out between the fingers. Marilyn then grabbed the part of the dress over her breasts and pulled it down to her waist, exposing what she was checking out before. The boobs were very large, as expected, with a slight sag to them, topped with milk chocolate areola, bumpy all around, and erect half-inch nipples.
“Mmm…looks like someone stuck chocolate kisses on your chest,” Marilyn said to her new lover.
“Well, chocolate kisses just begged to be sucked and bit, right?”
“Well suck on them for me, baby,” she said with a smile. “Bite my nipples.”
Marilyn then took Love’s left breast in her hand and tentatively kissed at a nipple. She then kept kissing it with more and more passion until she was sucking on it hard, trying to pull it away from her breasts and lifting the breast up in the process. She then took the nipple between her teeth and lightly gnawed on it while her tongue was allowed to trace the rough terrain of her areola. She took her right hand from the left breast and used the fingernails on that hand to pinch at the other nipple.
“Mmm…yeah…that feels so good,” Love moaned out to no one as she grabbed Marilyn’s head tightly, weaving her hair through her long wavy hair and squeezing as hard as possible. “Oh, yeah, move your hands all over me…work me baby…”
Suddenly, Marilyn had an idea pop into her head, and she pushed her head against Love’s hand in order to get her to release it.
“Wanna play a game?”
“But aren’t we playing one now?”
“Well, you’ll like this one,” Marilyn said with a confident wink. She dropped to her knees, grabbed one of Love’s legs at the knees and stretched it all the way out from her body. She then slobbered her lips against the skin under the knee, looked up at Love and said “Are…”
She moved her lips to Love’s calf, pressing her skin against the resilient muscle and the sweet skin. “You…”
Finally, she tried to suck the skin off Love’s ankles, flicking her tongue fast against the skin. “Ready?”
“Fuck yeah…I wanna see what else you have to tease me with!” Love replied with a smile.
Marilyn slipped the high-heeled sandal off of her lover’s foot, allowing her access to the small, cute feet, capped with tiny toes painted in polish the same color as her lipstick.
“OK, here’s the game,” Marilyn said softly. “We’re gonna play a game of ‘This little piggy’ with a slight twist. Got me?”
Moving so that her mouth was by the big toe, she looked up at Love’s soft face and said softly “this little piggy went to market…” After she said that, she took the toe between her lips, swirled her tongue all around it, then sucked it into her mouth. She felt Love shudder all the way through her toes as she pumped her lips up and down the toe a few times, then pulled it out. “Are you ready for the next one?”
“Oh, yes, baby,” she replied as she reached up to palm her breasts. “I can wait until the last part,” she said with a lustful smile.
“Ooh, you’ll see,” Marilyn replied with a wink. “You’ll see. Now this little piggy went home…” She finished that line in a similar way she finished the first one, with a nice long suck of the next-biggest toe. She did this two more times, each time driving Love crazy, bucking her hips up off the counter and pulling her nipples hard. Panting, she looked down at Marilyn as said, “Mmmm…yeah baby…now how are you going to get the last piggy…” She then pulled up the hem of her skirt, exposing her g-string, pawed at her pussy at then said “…home?”
Marilyn arrogantly smiled, then said “…and this little piggy went wee…” She followed that up with a quick suck of Love’s little toe.
She then sucked and licked at the skin on the side of the foot, running her tongue down a bit to the bottom.
She then took the thick ankle, grabbed onto it with her hands, sucking and licking at the soft skin attached to the hard bone.
She then moved around to between Love’s legs and licked all over the soft calf.
“…all the way home!”
She then attached the legs with avengence, sucking and licking and kissing her way up the leg. She lapped away at her skin like a dog laps away at water. When her lips reached midway up the inner thigh, she felt Love shiver hard.
“Oh God, baby, make me cum, oh please make me cum!!!” Love moaned out in desperation.
So turned on by this display of lust was Marilyn that she raised her shirt over her braless tits, pinched at her nipples, then rubbed them lewdly against each thigh.
“Well, maybe, if you ask nicely,” Marilyn cooed in reply, then kissed closer to Love’s pussy, close enough to smell how much wetness she’d dripped onto the countertop.
“Please…make me cum…don’t do this to me!”
Marilyn kept playing with her tits in her hands as she nuzzled along closer to the pussy that so begged to be kissed. Just as she was about to touch it with her lips, she moved her lips over to the other side of her pussy to nuzzle against the juncture of the other thigh to her hip.