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Afternoon at the Theater
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Afternoon at the Theater Seeing a movie wasn’t on the top of my list of things to do, but I was bored and felt like getting out of the house. Its was early afternoon, and I was feeling lazy, so I wandered down to the local multiplex and picked out a show at random. I got something to drink, found the right theater, and settled in the back. Passing the time watching other people arrive, I noticed you as soon as you walked in. Medium height, long dark hair, nice tits, and a very pretty face. Then I saw you were with some one. A dumpy looking guy who was obviously very excited about the movie. You steered him up the stairs to the middle of the center row. It looks like it will only be the three of us. The show begins, and I’m trying to pay attention to it, but my eyes keep drifting back over to you. I can see that you’re even less interested in the screen than I am. You keep trying to get him interested in you, but he’s keener on what the stars are after than what you are wanting. A few minutes later you look over your shoulder and make eye contact with me. We are both a bit slow to look away. The chemistry is instant; I can’t believe your man doesn’t notice it. You make some excuse about going for something. He nods and kind of waves you away. Down the steps you go, out one side of the seating, then back in the other side. Quietly making your way past the row you were in, you get all the way to the back and settle in next to me. “Enjoying the show?” you ask. “I see something I think I’d enjoy a lot more” I reply. You reach over and run you hand across my crotch. Feeling the instant hardness forming under your hand, you are encouraged to try more. I lean toward you for a kiss, our lips connecting with the same spark our eyes hinted at earlier. Soon we have our hands all over each other. Your boyfriend watching the movie is oblivious to it all. I slide my hand under your skirt, expecting to feel panties, but am surprised when my fingers slide against your wet lips instead. “I came expecting some fun” you tell me. Working slowly, I get a finger into your pussy, and work it back in forth. You start to flush with excitement, and begin to moan a little. Good thing it’s a loud movie. I’m so wrapped up in what I’m doing to you, and the response I’m getting, I totally don’t notice that you’ve managed to get my cock free of my jeans. As soon as its clear you push me back in the seat and bend down to take it all into your greedy mouth. Up and down, you bob your head on my dick. I can myself getting harder and harder. The head swelling to fill your mouth with each stroke you make. After 10 minutes of the best head of my life, I raise your head from my lap, and tell you its time for the main attraction. Lifting your little skirt, I pull you over onto my lap. You sit facing the screen, stuffed full of my meaty cock. Grabbing your hips and rocking you back and forth, I can feel the tip of my shaft rubbing against your g-spot with each little motion. Before long I get impatient and start bouncing you<b> hard up </font></b>and down, driving myself deeper each time. It doesn’t take much of this until we’re both cumming so intensely we can barely breath. You climb off me, sighing a little bit as I slide out. Then you turn and lick me clean before tucking my cock back into my pants. With a smile you give me your number, then walk back down to your man, who still hasn’t really noticed you left. We stay until the end of the show, where I see you two walk out hand in hand, with my cum still running down your legs. |
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