Sex at the movies
One night, my date and I went to see a show at the local theater.
Apparently, due to being a late show, during the middle
of the week, there weren't many people in the room. We sat
in the back, as usual, to get the view of the picture and of
the others that were watching it too. Well, the movie that
we were watching was a romantic thriller that was going
around (perhaps you heard of 9-1/2 weeks?). The movie
was starting to get interesting, when as the actors started
to get into one of the make-out scenes, my date had placed
her hand on my lap and started to rub my throbbing member.
I didn't expect this from this girl, since this was our first
date out, and guess that she was showing some interest,
in both the movie and myself.
I decided to take appropriate action; my hand moved onto
her leg, and started to trace it's way up under her skirt.
I could feel her move, to allow my hand better access to her
privates. I stopped for a second; It just came to me that
she wasn't wearing any panties at all, and that my fingers
were touching her moist, dripping vulva. As I probed her
canal with one of my fingers, i could hear my zipper being
undone and feel my throbbing member being taken out of its
restraints. after a few moments, we were both masterbating
each other, while the actors got into it on the screen. We
looked at each other, and must of thought the same thing.
...no
one was looking and the theater wasn't really packed...
She got up and sat down on my lap. I could feel her hands guiding
my pulsing rod inside of her dripping mound. As it was going
in, she let out a low moan, realizing that she dare not draw
any attention to us. Finally, she was sitting completely
on my lap, with my rod completely buried inside her. we started
to rotate our hips, grinding ourselves together as the
movie was going on. Everytime that the something exotic
was happening on the screen, we'd both be turned on by it
and change our rhythms to match the feelings.
After a few moments, we both built ourselves up -- maybe
due to the excitement of being caught in the theater, or
just doing it in a non-private place. Our bodies trembled,
as we both started to drench each other with our respective
juices. when the trembling stopped, i reached in my pocket
for a hanky, and we disengaged ourselves. I cleaned myself
up, as she reached into her purse for some napkins for herself.
We both continued to watch the movie, finding that it was
interesting that no one caught us in the act. After the movie
was over, we left the theater. This would be a night that
we'd both remember.