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I clap my hands together. “Sounds fun.”
“I told you we’ll do everything you haven’t done,” Brad says.
I stare at him in wonder. He remembers everything I say. It’s a new experience to have a man who thinks everything I say is important. I could get used to this heady feeling.
The theatre is in a mall, and we get basement parking. Hand in hand, we walk to the elevators and go up to the fifth floor where the theatre is. Brad buys our tickets for a King Arthur movie and then leads me to the snack bar.
“Want anything?” he says.
“Water and popcorn, please.”
After we get our snacks, we enter the darkened theatre. It’s almost empty with only a few people scattered around. We pick two seats at the back and settle down. I feel like a girl on her first date.
Brad and I share the popcorn. We hold hands as the movie begins. I’m too aware of Brad next to me, and I can barely concentrate on the movie.
I lean to his side to whisper into his ear. “I’ve never made out in a theatre either.”
He chuckles softly and returns his water to the drink’s holder. “We’ll remedy that immediately.” My body tingles with anticipation.
Brad turns his body to me, cups my cheeks, and kisses me deeply. His hands slide down until they cup my full breasts over my dress. It doesn’t take me long to start moaning into his mouth.
I reach for the bulge I know is there, and Brad moans when I stroke his hard cock. He kneads my breasts and then pushes the straps of my dress away from my shoulders, baring my chest. Excitement courses through me. I can’t believe we’re making out in a movie theatre.
Laughter bubbles up to my throat, but I stifle it. Meanwhile, Brad pushes the cups of my bra up and pinches both my nipples gently. I cry out. My voice reverberates in the theatre but is muted by sounds from the movies. The ache between my legs intensifies.
We kiss and grope each other as the movie plays in the background. The bulge in the front of Brad’s trousers grows even larger. My mouth waters at the thought of fitting his huge cock in my mouth and tasting it. I look around. No one is seated near us.
I unzip his fly, and Brad hisses as I free his cock from his boxer briefs. His cock is rock hard, and I moan softly as I take it into my mouth.
“I love sucking your cock,” I tell Brad, and he inhales sharply.
With one hand, I feel the thickness of his cock, and with my tongue, I tease the plump head and lick off the precum gathered at the tip. I lick the entire width of his cock before taking it all into my mouth. I bob my head up and down, making sure that each time, his cock slams the inside of my cheeks.
Brad tries to be quiet, but every so often, a groan escapes his lips. He jerks his hips upward, almost choking me. My hand reaches for his balls, and I play with them as I suck his cock. I can’t believe that I’m doing this. A grown woman making out in a theatre. I’ve never done anything this crazy in my life. I feel alive. My pussy burns with need. I need some relief. I don’t give myself a lot of time to think in case I lose my nerve.
I get up and slither onto Brad’s lap, facing away from him. I raise my hips and pull my thong to the side, and with Brad’s help, I lower myself onto his cock. A gasp escapes my mouth.
The sensation of his cock filling me completely rockets me to unbelievable heights. My gaze bounces around the theatre, but the nearest people to us have their attention riveted on the screen.
I’m so wet for him. I’m sure that I’m coating his cock with pussy juices. I take a second to catch my breath before raising myself again. I place my hands on the back of the chair in front of us and use it as leverage. Brad’s hands snake under my arms to play with my nipples.
My eyes dart around the darkened theatre. Safe. Brad takes his hands away from my nipples and grips my hips. He drives hard into me, and I barely contain a scream. I whimper as each thrust touches a sensitive spot deep inside me. Our lovemaking is quick and intense. The danger surrounding us makes it even more delicious. We both want relief fast before an attendant enters the theatre, or someone notices what we’re doing.
An orgasm quickly bubbles inside me. I grip the back of the chair hard, as it builds up inside me. I lose track of everything except my desperate need for release. When it comes, it rumbles through me like a thunderstorm. Brad makes growling noises that tell me that he’s in the throes of orgasm. I clench and unclench my pussy, milking as much of his cum as I can.
