Page 17 of Baby Girl

“Well, you’re built the same, you have the same features, and your hair is about the same length. You’re just a little more serious than he is, but you could almost be his double,” she answered as she offered me a smile.

“Well, thank you, I suppose.”

She smiled, and placed her water bottle in the arm rest between us.

“Put that in the arm rest on your left, Kelli. I am going to eventually fold this arm rest up,” I said as I pointed to Kelli’s left.

“Oh, I didn’t know they moved,” she said as she moved her bottle of water to the arm rest on her left.

I immediately pushed the arm rest up between the two seats. The previews were beginning, and Kelli was looking at the screen intently. I placed my left hand on top of her right hand, which was resting on her right knee. Her hand curled slightly as I cupped her hand in mine. Rubbing her hand and wrist, I moved her hand to my left thigh and pressed it into my leg slightly.

She began to rub my thigh as the previews played. The rubbing became more energetic, and her hand began to slide closer toward my rapidly growing erection. Typically, I had tremendous control over my level of arousal, and in turn, my erections. I could mentally regulate if and when I obtained an erection, regardless of the involvement or actions of my female partner. This did not seem to be the case with Kelli. For my sense of satisfaction, I focused and attempted to make my now full erection flaccid again.

No success.

Focus, Erik, focus.

Rigid.

Margaret Thatcher naked in a snowstorm. Anchovy pizza. My obese third grade teacher, Miss Kratz. Children playing. Fingernails on a chalkboard. Trigonometry. Clowns. Midget porn.

No success.

Her hand slid up my thigh and encompassed my erection. She squeezed lightly. Her head turned from the screen toward me. I looked in her direction slightly. She smiled as she lightly squeezed my erection. Her hand began to slowly slide up and down my inner thigh, to my knee, and back up to my pelvic region.

I reached toward her with my left hand, and grasped her neck slightly. Slowly, but with a firm light grip, I positioned her face closer to mine. With our eyes focused on each other, our lips met. Passionately, aggressively, we kissed. Our moist lips pressed against each other, my tongue searched for hers. As our tongues met, I held the back of her neck tighter, pressing her lips against mine. As our lips parted, I lightly licked her upper lip with the tip of my tongue.

Immediately, we embraced in another kiss. Her hand stroking my erection, we continued to kiss. I slid my right hand to her left breast. With my thumb and forefinger, I massaged her nipple between my fingers. As she began to moan, the kiss became more passionate. I slid my hands up to her face, holding her face lightly in both hands. With her face firmly in my hands, I looked into her eyes. She gazed at me as if in a trance.

“I really like kissing you, Erik. I don’t like kissing, and I really, fucking really like kissing you,” she said, her full lips moist and swollen from the kissing.

Her head in my hands, I looked into her eyes and spoke, “Kelli, put my cock in your mouth, now. Get my cock out and suck it.”

Looking intently into my eyes, her hand fumbled for my belt. She unbuckled my belt, unbuttoned my jeans, and lifted my tee shirt slightly. Slowly, she unzipped my pants, and reached down in between my thigh and the jeans. With a soft but firm grip, she pulled my full erection from my pants, and began to stroke it.

Turning away from my gaze, she scanned the theatre quickly. After determining that the movie had started, and that the majority of the people were actually focused on the movie, she lowered her head into my lap.

Her moist mouth encompassed the shaft, and her tongue circled around the tip. Her hair in my lap, and her hands fumbling to remove my jeans further, she began to slide her mouth up and down the shaft. Quickly, she was taking two-thirds of my length into her mouth.

Her hands slid from my lap toward my outer thigh, and she began to force them between the seat and my ass. Pushing with my feet, I raised the pressure from my thighs, giving her some room to move her hands. Gripping my ass in her hands, she began to force herself onto my cock, swallowing the entire shaft, pressing her lips against lower stomach. The feeling of my cock sliding into her throat was more than I was able or willing to take.

As I started to reach down and pull her up, she lifted her head from my lap, and looked up into my eyes.

“Hold my hair, Erik. Hold it back in your hand, please.”

Placing my hand lightly under her chin, I raised her face to meet mine, and kissed her passionately. Our lips pressed firmly into each other, my hand slid to the back of her neck, at the base of her skull. Massaging her neck with my hand, we continued to kiss. As our lips parted, I positioned her face beside mine, and whispered into her ear.

“I will hold your hair from behind you, Kelli. Get on top of me and fuck me. Fuck me now, do you understand me?”

She didn’t say a word. Moving across the seat toward me, she slid up onto my lap. Then, she stood in the aisle in front of me with her legs bent and lifted her dress above her waist. The muscles in her legs were well defined by the shadows cast in the theatre. Slowly, with her dress held above the waist, she lowered herself onto my lap. As she lifted her weight from my lap, she grabbed my full erection and began to lower herself onto me. As I felt her wetness surround me, she moaned. Placing her hands on the seat in front of her, she began to raise and lower herself onto me completely, her muscular butt hitting against my hips and thighs as she took my entire length inside of her wet pussy. She was extremely tight and wet, and the feeling of her contracting indicated that she was going to come to an orgasm quickly. As she moved slowly and steadily, she turned to me and smiled.

“Grab my hair…and don’t….hold it….pull…it. Pull it. Pull my hair, Erik,” she said as she gasped for breath.

She shook her head side-to-side and tilted it back, allowing her hair to fall onto my chest. I grasped her hair in my hand, and got a firm grip. As she continued to slide up and down slowly, she began to moan a little louder. I looked around the theatre, confirming that people were focused on the screen. Her breathing began to become shorter, and I could feel that she was contracting around the circumference of my swollen shaft. I pulled her hair toward me, forcing her to arch her back, and lean into me. As she did, I positioned my mouth to her right ear.

“Stay there, Kelli. Lean back. Lean back and fuck me. Keep fucking me. Cum all over my cock, Kelli. Cum all over me. Now, fuck me like a good little girl. Fuck me, Kelli…..Fuck me Kelli…….Fuck…..me….Kelli.”

She continued to bounce up and down steadily, her butt slapping against my thighs, taking every inch of me inside of her. I pressed my hand on her lower abdomen as she began to climax.