She accepts
From Torg Adventure
{LAST_NAME} whimpers softly and starts working on undoing your fly, “Do it now.” She whispers in a commanding voice.
You help her free your aching erection from your pants and have to bite back a groan as she immediately begins to stroke up and down your length. You know that you can’t stand it anymore. It’s obvious that {LAST_NAME} isn’t just goofing around with you, and that she is really ready for this. It would be ungentlemanly to not give her what she wants to badly, especially when you want it too.
You slide your hands up and under her skirt and easily pull the article of clothing down her legs, while she continues to massage your muscle. You’re having trouble concentrating on the task, and keeping a clear head, but you know what you are going to do, and now that you’ve started there is no reason not to finish. As you pull her panties over her ankles and off of her completely she lets out a playful moan and smirks at you. You put the moist piece of fabric into your pocket and smile as her as she slowly takes her hand away from your tool.
You quickly descend down onto her pressing your lips down against hers to muffle any noise that she was going to make. Your hands quickly slip down to hold her hips and you burry yourself deep inside her. You thrust repeatedly into her, your hands pulling her up into your thrusts. Her legs instinctively wrap around your hips and pull you further down against her, while helping you to pull her up, and all the time bringing you deeper into her. Her hands have reached behind your back and dig deep into your back to pull your upper body down on hers.
Your tongue slowly slips past your lips and gently runs along hers as if asking permission for entrance. She opens her mouth, either to willfully accept your tongue, or because she couldn’t hold back the moan anymore, in either case you accept it as a good omen and push your tongue into her open mouth, exploring the recesses of her mouth, memorizing everything as you gently run your tongue along it.
While the actions of your tongue may be gentle, the actions of your lower half are anything but. Your hips continue to thrust hard against {LAST_NAME}’s and now that she’s wrapped her legs around your waist her ass is connecting hard against the seats that your on over and over again. Luckily for you the cushioning of the seat is absorbing all of the impact and no noise is being produced from it, or the other people in the theatre might stop paying attention to the movie and start paying attention to what was going on behind them instead. A part of your mind is spurred on by the idea that you might get caught. The adrenaline rush that it gives you makes you want to pound into {LAST_NAME}’s dripping snatch harder and deeper so that when someone does catch you they get one hell of a show.
The part of your mind that screams at you to go harder and deeper is the part that you listen to in the end. Really you don’t care if anyone sees you, you just want to make sure that {LAST_NAME} remembers what is happening to her for a nice long while, and maybe make her walk funny for a while. The thought of her soaking her panties every time you mention a movie theatre from now on makes you smile, and you want to make sure that she does just that.
Suddenly all of the thought of your own orgasm vanish and instead you are completely focused on bringing {LAST_NAME} to orgasmic highs that she’s never been to before. You want her to get wet thinking about this night, and on those lonely nights that she has for her to think about this when she’s having fun with her fingers. You want her to forever remember the feeling of your hard cock pounding in and out of her dripping pussy in the back aisle of the movie theatre as you swallow her moans so that no one will catch you.
{LAST_NAME}’s hands have turned into fists, grabbing great clumps of your shirt and holding them tight as you pound harder into her snatch. She is making more moaning noises into your mouth as you try to get deeper with every thrust. Her ankles press hard against your ass, pulling you deeper. It’s become obvious from the frantic nature of her actions that her orgasm will arrive soon, and it makes you proud to know that you are bringing her to that point.
Your grip on her ass tightens slightly as you start to notice the telltale signals of your own mounting orgasm. You try to hold out. There is no way that you are going to let yourself come before you have finished pushing {LAST_NAME} over the edge. You aren’t willing to let yourself go before you get her to orgasm, and you aren’t one who fails at something once you have put your mind to it. Your eyes squeeze tight and your thrusts quicken. It can’t be that much longer before she hits her peak, you remind yourself.
And as you think that, her arms tighten around the back of your neck, her ankles dig further into your buttocks, and she lets out a powerful moan that is muffled by your mouth, hopefully enough that no one else in the theatre will notice it. Her muscles ripple around your shaft and the stimulation is finally too much for you. You erupt, spraying your seed deep within her pussy.
Your spent body lays on top of {LAST_NAME}’s for a few moments before you gently break the kiss and pull away from her. A nice sheen of sweat covers both of your bodies, and both of you are panting slightly from exhaustion. You smile softly as you look down at her and let out a soft chuckle as she smiles up at you.
“Wow…” She whispers softly, bringing her hand up to caress your cheek, “That was amazing…”
You smile softly as you look down at her and gently help her back into a sitting position while you move into a sitting position of your own. You put your deflated shaft back into your boxers and zip up quickly, smiling as you reach into your pocket to return her undergarments.
Her hands reach over and wrap around your wrist, “No. Just keep them. If I put them on now, I’d just have to take them off again later.” She gives you a lusty smile.
You smirk, “Thinking about more action already?”
She smiles trying to look innocent, “Aw…it looks like we missed most of the movie. Maybe we should go somewhere else.” She leans over and whispers into your ear, “Somewhere where it doesn’t matter how loud we are.”
What does she have in mind?
