We held hands and cuddled up together through the first part of the movie. By the time the FBI agents were taking our hero into custody our lips had drifted together and the movie was all but forgotten as we slid our tongues into each other's mouths contentedly. Our kisses became more heated, more frantic as the minutes ticked past. My erection throbbed in my pants, eventually bringing a dull ache with it, an ache that I knew would be pleasantly agonizing by the time this evening was over and would only be relieved in my bedroom.
Nina was similarly aroused. She clung harshly to me, pressing herself to me, her hands trailing up and down my body. She had removed her coat when we'd sat down and even with the dim lighting I could see that her nipples were protruding outward, visible through the material of her sweater. The sight of them nearly made me crazy and I longed to place my hand upon them, to slide my fingers under the hem of the sweater, to force my way into her bra. I could imagine what her flesh would feel like against my palm and the very thought almost made me have an accident in my pants.
Nina's lips left my mouth and slowly trailed down to my neck. She began kissing and sucking lightly, nipping at my earlobes. This made me tremble with desire and it took every ounce of my willpower to keep from trying to push her a little farther.
Near the end of the movie she pulled her lips from my neck. She was panting and her voice sounded frustrated. "Bill," She whispered in my ear. "Are my boobs too small?"
"What?" I panted back, shifting myself in my seat, trying to reposition my painful erection.
"Don't you like them?" She asked. "Are they too small for you?"
"No Nina." I told her. "They're beautiful. Really. But why…"
"Then why won't you touch them?" She asked.
"What?" I couldn't have been more surprised if she'd asked why I couldn't concentrate real hard and levitate my body into the air.
"I've been trying to push them into you for the past twenty minutes." She told me. "All my life I've heard about girls getting felt up at the movies. I want to get felt up Bill. So put your damn hands on my tits!"
I looked at her, feeling an extra burst of blood going to my wang. This was Nina talking like this! Nina! Her words almost made me lose control of myself.
"I didn't think…"
"No you didn't." She breathed. "Now touch me. Show me how much you like them."
She leaned forward and kissed me again, her right hand taking my left. She placed it on the swell of her breast and I felt the softness, the firmness that I'd fantasized so much about. Even through the sweater I felt the hardness of the nipple pushing into my hand. I groaned and began to softly squeeze her. She moaned back into my mouth.
It was less than five minutes before my hand slid down to the hem of her sweater and found it's way underneath. Nina offered no protest, in fact she arched her back to give me freer access. I felt the soft, smooth skin of her stomach as my palm worked it's way upward. I felt the ribs beneath the flesh and finally the wire and cotton of her bra. With a practiced push of my fingers, my hand was beneath and her breast was against palm, her nipple pushing into it.
Her breathing became frantic as I caressed her, her tongue plunging deeper and deeper into my mouth. Her own hand slid beneath my sweater, feeling my flesh, caressing it. Finally it slid back down, her fingers hesitating at the waist of my pants. They pushed on and her hand found the bulge at my crotch. She gave it an experimental squeeze; a squeeze which almost made me come right there.
"Oh Bill." She whispered, breaking the kiss for an instant.
"Uhhh." Was all I could say in reply.
She continued to caress me through my pants while I continued to feel her bare breasts beneath her bra. I switched from one to the other, comparing them, touching them, relishing them. All too soon the music from the speakers picked up a notch and we looked up to see the credits rolling across the screen. Around us other people were standing and heading for the exits. Reluctantly we broke apart, extricating our hands from each other.
She gave me one final kiss. "Good movie." She commented breathlessly.
"Yeah." I agreed. "The best I've seen to this point."
It was well before ten o'clock when I dropped her off in front of her house.
Our kiss goodnight was sedate and brief in deference to the fact that one or both of her parents were probably watching through the curtains. We exchanged "I love you's" and she stepped out of the Datsun. She paused at the front door, giving me one last wave. A second later she was safely inside.
I drove home slowly, my balls aching desperately, the pain increasing with each bump my sub-standard shock absorbers didn't absorb. The house was dark when I let myself in. I took myself upstairs and undressed. Ten seconds later I had myself in hand. Twenty seconds after that it was over. I rolled over and fell asleep.
She came over the next day to study for finals, which were coming up fast. We spread the books from our common classes on the coffee table and I put on a BTO album that I'd found in my Dad's record cabinet. I was actually interested in studying. I needed to nail down the Biochemistry test in order to keep my average high enough to qualify for the academic scholarship I had my eye upon. But Nina had other ideas.
She began kissing the side of my neck and rubbing herself against me. I could feel the press of her breasts against my arm and could remember how they'd felt against my hand.
"Nina." I protested playfully, not pulling away from her. "We're supposed to be studying."
She took my face in her hands and turned it towards hers. Her eyes were shining. "This is Bio-chemistry, isn't it?" She asked, putting her lips to mine, licking out with her tongue.
"In a way." I agreed, putting my arms around her.
We kissed and licked on each other's necks and ears. I tasted the salty tang of her flesh, nibbled on the softness of her earlobe, kissed the back of her neck just below the hairline. My hand found it's way beneath her shirt and bra again. I caressed her breasts gently, with more care than I'd been able to show the previous night in the movie theater. Her nipple pushed insistently against my hand. Her breathing quickened at my touch and her arms tightened around my back. She leaned backwards into the couch, pulling me atop her, allowing me to feel her entire body pressed against mine. My erection pressed into her hip and I couldn't help but push it more firmly against her.
She felt this and shifted beneath me, bring one of her legs outward until it was resting on the floor. Suddenly the crotch of my jeans was pushing against the crotch of hers. Her hands dropped down to my butt and pulled firmly, grinding me against her.
I groaned at the contact and our kiss broke. We looked into each other's eyes. Her's showed desire and the realization that things were getting very serious. There was some fear there as well. Finally she put her mouth back to mine and pulled me against her, encouraging me with her hips to push myself to her. I did, finding the sensation pleasantly unfulfilling.
The sound of our garage door opening made us pull apart. Dad was home. Was he early? A quick glance at the clock showed that he was actually a little late. Time had slipped by that quickly. By the time he entered the house we were composed again and studying away. If he had any suspicions to the contrary, he kept them to himself.
Nina and I made plans to do some more studying the next afternoon. Some REAL studying this time. She told me that she would be a little later than usual.
"How come?" I asked.