Private Show

I can’t remember the last time I went to a matinee movie. It reminds me of summers between school. Going into a cool, dark theater...coming out and the sun is still shining.

He paid for my ticket, despite my insistence that it wasn’t necessary. This is only our second date after all. So, I insisted on buying popcorn for us which he hugs to his chest as we make our way into the dark theater.

“Guess I’m not surprised we’re the only ones at an 11 AM showing.”

“Lucky us. We seem to have the theater to ourselves.”

He shoots me a naughty grin and his body brushes up against mine. His free hand finds its way to my waist. Mmm, that feels nice. We had sex last week on our first date and it’s kind of all I’ve been thinking about since. It was...good. Really, really good.His hand grazes my ass as he guides us down the middle row. A warm rush of desire runs through me.

I’m feeling the same excitement and adrenaline I had during our first date. It’s going to be hard to keep my hands to myself, especially in this empty theater.

Our arms press against each other on the armrest. I push my knee into his and steal a handful of popcorn from the bag in his lap. He grins over at me and I can feel his gaze on my lips. I wonder if he’s as keyed up as I am. If his heart is beating as hard as mine. I bite my bottom lip and give him a wink.

He leans over to kiss me. Mmm, I can taste the salt from the popcorn. He tastes good. His tongue massages mine and our kiss deepens. His teeth scrape across my bottom lip before he slowly pulls away.

Fuck. There’s no way I’m going to be able to concentrate on this movie. All I can think about is kissing him. His hands all over me. Fucking him.

I squirm a little in my chair. I wonder if he can tell how I’m horny I am right now. His eyes stay focused on the screen. His hand drifts over to my thigh and a shudder runs through me. Fuck...the chemistry between us is like nothing I’ve ever experienced before.

Every little touch, every kiss, it’s all so… fucking… good. I lean into his touch.

Would it be weird if I lift up the armrest so I can get closer to him?

Oh. He beat me to it.

With the armrest no longer separating us, he slides in a little closer to me. His hand massages my thigh a little. Mmm, fuck, that feels good. I steal a glance over at him and he’s still looking straight ahead at the screen. Is he really concentrating on the movie? Or is he purposefully trying to rile me up?

His fingers shift towards the inside of my bare thigh, just beneath my skirt. He brushes up against my panties and desire swells inside me. I need him...

We’re completely alone in this theater, but still… anyone could walk in at any moment. The person running the projector may even be able to see us.

He presses his fingers up against my labia through the thin fabric of my panties. He glances over at me and there’s nothing but lust in his eyes. I spread my legs just slightly, inviting him further in.

I grab the popcorn from his lap and hold it so that it might obscure anyone coming in from seeing what we’re doing. He strokes the outside of my panties a few more times.

Ohhh, fuck, I wish we were back at my place…in my bed. Naked and writhing up against each other. His cock buried in my pussy. His fingers slip behind the waistband of my panties and my toes curl in anticipation. I want to feel him working my clit… spreading my wetness around all over me. I slouch slightly in my seat, tilting my hips to give him better access.

He slips two fingers between my lips, coating them in my juices and then slowly sliding up to my clit. He circles that sensitive little muscle…

“Fuck…”

“You like that?”

I slowly tease my nipples through my shirt. I’d do anything to be able to take my bra off and have him touch them or suck on them. I push myself against his hand and grind into him. I’m trying to be quiet… but it’s so hard.

F-fuck, that feels so good. His fingers push deep inside and penetrate me. I bite my lip to stop myself from moaning louder.

I grasp onto his arm tightly and let my fingers drift down to his belt. I’m going to make him squirm just like he’s doing to me.I feel around for his cock and grasp onto the base through his boxers.

Oh, fuck, he’s so hard right now.

I grind against his hand while pulling back the waistband of his boxers. His cock points straight up as it’s freed. I draw my hand slowly up and down the shaft, spreading his pre-cum all over him.

His fingers drift back to my clit and make tight little circles around it.

Fuck, I’m so wet. And that feels so good. Oh, god, I’m getting close.

I feel him writhing next to me as my hand teases him. God, I love how hard he is...how his cock throbs in my hand. We’re both trying so hard to be quiet and failing.

“Fuck, fuck, I’m going to cum soon…”

Oh...oh god! He penetrates me again and fucks me with three fingers, thrusting in and out of me, in and out so hard––so fast––!

“I’m cumming! I’m cumming!”

I’ve hardly been able to catch my breath, but I stroke him faster and faster, working that sensitive shaft and making him squirm.

“Shit, I’m close… I’m close…”

I lean over, open my mouth, and slide my lips around the head of his cock. I slide my mouth up and down, sucking him off with quick, sloppy movements of my tongue. A warm spurt of cum shoots into the back of my throat.

“Oh… my...fuck.”

“Should we, um…?”

“Ditch the movie?

“Exactly. My place?”

“Let’s go.”

I slip my hand in his and lead the way out of the theater. I guess we’ll have to come back and actually watch the movie some time.