I’m wearing a skintight, black and grey striped tube skirt and a bright red off-the-shoulder, loose fitted, flowing top. My hair is knotted in a bun on top of my head and whenever I turn my head, my dangly chandelier earrings graze against my creamy, porcelain neck. You unlace your fingers and wrap your left arm completely around me, snugly fitting it below my breasts. With your right hand, you trail it down to the high hem of my skirt and just barely slip your fingers under the hemline, rubbing your fingernails and knuckles against my freshly soft and shaven thighs.
I feel the cool, smooth rayon of your basketball shorts rub the backs of my knees as you dip down to whisper, “What are you wearing under your skirt?” into my ear. You can feel the rise and fall of my chest as I breath deeper, heaving my breasts against your left arm still hugging me tightly. You stand to your full height again and I can feel myself blushing. I stand up on my tiptoes, grazing my ass against your crotch in the process, turn my head toward your ear and say, “That’s for me to know and you to find out.” I feel your left hand flex and feel your fingers gently dig into the ribs on my right side.
We get up to the window and purchase our tickets. As you’re talking with the ticket master, I glance down and notice the contrast between your big Nikes bracing in my fire-red painted toes in black flip flops. Looking at you locking my legs between yours, I smile. You move out from behind me with both tickets in your hand and reach for my hand with your other. You walk me toward to door leading to the concessions and open it for me, letting me lead first. You follow behind me until we’re in the middle of the concession center and then you grab my hips and spin me to face you.
You trail both hands down my arms to my hands and pull my arms up to encircle your neck. We’re pressed chest to chest and you say, “Do you want some popcorn?” I look up and straight into your face. I shake my head and murmur, “No, all I want is you.” You give me a small smile, barely curling up your lips and give me a quick peck on my mouth tasting of strawberry Chapstick. I wink at you and walk toward the entrance to the theaters, pulling you behind me with my hand in yours.
You give the young, gruff teenager our tickets, he rips them and hands back our stubs. He points down the hall to his right and mumbles, “Theater 7, down the hall on the left.” I say, “Thanks” and you wrap an arm around my shoulder and pull me into the side of your chest. I circle my arms around your waist and we walk down the hallway to theater 7.
We walk inside the theater and the wall sconces and walkways are alight. We look around and the theater is practically empty with the exception of a man already passed out on the right side and a young couple appearing to be about seventeen sitting on the floor level below the screen deep in giggly conversation. Perfect.
You grab my hand and we walk up the stairs and sit on the left side at the very top of the theater. The lights dim down and the movie begins. I’m sitting to your left, one seat spacing me from the wall, and you’re sitting to my right. You nudge the armrest separating us upward with your left elbow and tug me over to lean on you. My knees are angling toward your legs and you’re holding me flush against you. We’re not sitting there for long before you start to massage your fingers from the nape of my neck to my bun and scraping them back down. I love the feeling and absentmindedly begin to play with the bottom hem of your shorts hovering just above your left knee while staring off at the screen.
I start to move my hand slowly up your thigh on the outside of your shorts, squeezing deep but gently as I creep upward toward your apex. My left hand is at the crest of your thigh; you palm and squeeze the nape of my neck hard enough to make me look at you. I look up at you and your eyes are on me, dark and intent. You say, “You’re playing with fire, honey.” I don’t even realize what you mean until I look down at your semi-hard tent in your shorts. Overwhelming desire surges through me and I lick my lips. I look back up into your face and say with certainty, “Burn me.” You cup my chin in your palm and tell me, “Be very careful what you ask for, baby.” I stare at you and retort, “I know what I want. Do something about it.”
You lean down and kiss my mouth without hesitation, fast and deep and hot. Sexual need and awareness pumps through me and I instantly part my lips for you. You splay one hand on the back of my head just below my topknot bun and haul me closer to you. I brace my hands on your chest and can feel your heart beating just as fast as mine. I’m so excited and thrilled to be doing this with you, here. We could get caught and that wild recklessness turns me on harder.
I let myself go and whimper into your mouth. In turn, you nip at my bottom lip then suck at it hard. I want more than this. I crave you. You firmly tilt my mouth up with your thumb and index finger, snaring me so you can thrust your tongue deeper into my mouth. You’re daring me to resist you and challenging me to deny what you know I want so desperately. You’re taunting me with your mouth, punishing me for provoking you.
I can’t take this anymore, you teasing me until I’m crazy. Without warning, I hook my left hand into you shorts and boxer briefs, stroking down the length of you cock. You jerk at the surprise feeling you weren’t expecting. You pull back and look into my face. I’m still holding your cock, gently touching. I pump my fist once then twice and squeeze my hand completely around your cock at the base. When you feel me squeeze you hard, you clamp your mouth down on my neck and suck. I feel you groan into my delicate skin as I continue to stroke you deep and hard and long. You stop for a second and say, “You smell so damn good, baby,” then continue to turn me on and suckle my skin.
I’m full on jerking your cock and you’re growing harder in my palm by the second. I love the feel of you sucking my neck and knowing that your mark is going to be on me. I tilt my head and say, “God, I’m so wet right now.” You unlatch from my neck and say, “Prove it.” I lean back over in my seat and straighten. Then I slowly slouch down in the chair and you watch me slide my skirt up to the very top of my thighs; almost high enough so that you can see what kind of panties I’m wearing but not quite.
I look at you to my right and see your breathing is so deep and your fists are balled up to keep from touching me. I wink at you and reach my right hand under the elastic of my panties and sweep my three middle fingers from my asshole up to my clit. I pull my hand out from my panties and show you my fingers. You can see them glistening and covered in my juices and wetness. Before you can react, I push your shoulders back into the seat with my left hand and go to kneel between your open thighs. I start to tug your shorts down but I can’t do it with just my left hand. I tell you, “Help me take these off.” You oblige and help me to push them down around your ankles. I run the nails of my left hand up your right thigh and lean over your almost hard cock. I look up at you and deeply lick my tongue from your balls to your tip while our eyes are still locked. My right hand is still covered in my slickness and I wrap it around your cock.
I spread my covered middle three fingers all over the length of your cock, making sure to put all my wetness on you, and then continue to pump your cock with my hand. I lean forward and suck just the head of your cockin between my kiss-swollen lips. I’m sucking the head of your cock in my mouth while my hand strokes the length of you. I love the taste of my pussy on your cock, the mixing concoction of precum in my mouth. The tip of your cock pops out of my mouth and I look up at you and quietly say, “God, you taste so fucking good.” You look down at me and breathe hard; I glance to my left and see you gripping your armrest with your right hand. I know you’re loving this, what I’m doing to you, how I can make you want me so damn fast.
I suck the head of your cock back into my mouth and suction again, swirling my tongue around the head of your cock; nearing closer to the eye with every sweep. I gently grab your balls in my left hand and push them upward toward your shaft; pushing you closer to climax. You let out a guttural moan and I quickly reach my left hand up to your mouth, place my index finger over your lips and whisper, “Shhh.”
I take my hand off your cock and lay it flat around the base of your cock and your pubic mound; holding your cock upright and straight. I place tiny little kisses all around your cock, sucking and nipping very, very gently against your sensitive and aware skin every once in a while. You keep shifting your feet and I know you’re getting restless. You propel your spine forward from the back of the chair and say harshly in to my ear, “I can’t take this anymore. I need to be inside you now, babe.”
I reach into the pocket of your shorts drooping around your ankles and yank out a condom. I rip the top off and roll it down the length of your rock solid and throbbing cock. I push your right armrest up and you hook your hands under my arms and pull me upward. You tug me forward until I’m straddling you, my knees and shins resting in the crook of space between the cinema chairs.
You grab my ass in both hands and push me so I’m sitting straight up. You then tug the hem of my skirt up to my belly button revealing my panties and urge my hips back down to straddle you like I was before. You rub your thumb down and up the length of my slit, spreading my already big wet spot even further on my panties. You’re looking at where you’re touching me andsay, “Purple silk.” I sigh, “Mhmm.” The smallest scrap of my thin, purple, silk thong is too much of a barrier between us. You push your thumb against my clit and my breath hitches. You do it again and I gasp deeply. I look at you and beg, “Please.”
You rub the head of your cock up and down the outside of my absolutely drenched panties and I squirm; you’re driving me completely crazy. You sweep my panties to the side of the thick lips of my pussy with your left hand and place your cock right at my opening. My tight, pink, dripping pussy that’s throbbing; I’m waiting for you to slide your cock against my inside.
I can’t wait anymore. I need to take control. I grab your shoulders with both hands and slowly sink my pussy down onto every inch of your thick, long cock. We both gasp at the snug fit of my pussy grabbing and clamping down around your cock. We’re both on the brink, this isn’t going to take long for us to cum together. I rise up on your cock then push back down – forcing your cock all the way deep inside me.
You grab my hips and dig your fingers in then yank down my blouse and strapless bra in one pull and latch your mouth onto one of my tight, pebbled and aching nipple. I moan as quietly as I can and pump on your cock a little faster, letting my ass tug my pussy up and down on your cock. I’m riding you and am pushing us so close to the edge. My hands are gripping the back of your chair behind your head now and you’re alternating your mouth between my nipples. Swirling, teasing, tantalizing then completely turning me into putty. I’m rolling my body over yours and we’re meeting each other thrust for thrust.
I arch my back and hold my face close to yours, I’m so fucking close, babe. I’m biting my lip to keep from completely screaming and moaning like I usually do. I sink my nails into your chest and scrape them down your abdomen. I let out a little moan and breathlessly say, “That’s right, make me cum!” You’re pumping into me faster and I shatter as quietly as I possibly can and you cum and explode your liquid heat inside me seconds later. I canfeel your cum oozing around your cock in the condom that’s sitting inside of me. This feeling is so erotic with you.
I’m still straddling you, we’re both panting as you’re still inside me; resting and catching our breath. Realizing what we’ve just done. We could have been caught in the theater. I lift my head from you shoulder where it’s laying and peek around. The teens in the front are kissing and the man is still passed out. I snicker and look back to your face. You look down at where we’re still joined, smile, and say, “Look at what we just did, baby.” I look down too and am still completely turned on and aroused beyond belief. “Mmm, I know. I want it again. In the car,” I reply.
I pull my shirt and bra back up over my breasts. You hold my hips, helping me, as I ease off your cock. I stand in front of you and fix my panties and skirt; trying not to look like I just got the wits fucked out ofme. I grab a tissue from my purse and help you remove the condom and clean you up. I crouch down and place my hands on your knees and kiss the very tip of your cock ever so lightly. I look up at your eyes burning into me and wink. Then I grab your shorts and boxer briefs and pull them up as far as they’ll go.
I reach down and grab my purse and stick out my hand. You take my hand and stand up next to me and pull up your shorts to your waist. You splay one hand on the small of my back and kiss me tenderly but with enough lingering passion to make me insane. I grab your hand again and start to walk down the cinema stairs with you following close behind me.
You squeeze my ass with your left hand and keep your hand confined to the contours of my ass as we continue to walk out of the theater. Feeling your hand on me so possessively makes me walk faster, wanting you more with every step. I just cannot get enough. You’re smiling knowing what you do to me and I’m dragging you behind me and out to the car for round two.
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