I look over to my left and his eyes are fixed on the screen. He is smiling and enjoying the movie. His smile makes me smile. I look back to the screen where there is a car chase happening. I love action movies; they always make me horny. I think it's the excitement of it all. I look over at him again, I see his hand resting on his lap, I reach over and place my hand on his. He looks over at me and his smile widens. His teeth blue from the screen. He takes my hand and our fingers are interlocked on his lap. I smile back and turn my focus back to the screen.
I sense him turn his attention back to the movie. Suddenly the main characters jump out of their respective cars, and a fist fight ensues. For some reason watching two men fight so viscerally makes me readjust in my seat. An idea crosses my mind that makes me smile. Without looking I pick up his hand and place it on my thigh and open my legs, thinking to myself that I'm glad I was wearing a dress. From my side vision, I can see him turn his head sharply to look at me. I keep my eyes on the screen and put my hands on the armrest. He looks at me for a couple more seconds and turns his head back to the screen.
I feel his full hand slide up my thigh pushing my dress up, I moan softly at his touch. It is warm on my cool skin. I look around to make sure no one can see or hear for that matter what I hope is about to take place. There are only two other people both at the opposite end of the theater. His fingers trail up and down my inner thigh gently and softly, making me wetter. He slides his fingers further up and strokes my pussy softly through my panties the lightness of the touch tickles making me shiver with pleasure. The pressure of his fingers on me increases and I can hear guns shooting in the background.
I open my eyes to see the shooter still pointing his gun. At the same moment, I can feel two of his fingers slide past my underwear and enter my dripping hole. Without warning he rams his fingers deep and hard enough to make me forget where I was. I moan with a longing for more. I feel his breath in my ear,
"Shut the fuck up" with a quivering I respond,
"Yes Sir"
"Good girl." As he explores my pussy deeper and faster my eyes close and my head turns toward the ceiling. My breath growing ragged. A third finger meets my pulsing pussy and the heel of his hand begins to grind my clit hard. I stifle my moan by biting my lip hard and bringing my hand to my mouth. He moves my hand from my mouth. He is kissing my neck and bites my earlobe, he asks,
"Tell Sir what you want?"
"I want to cum,"
"You want to cum?" He curls his fingers inside me touching my g-spot, and his fingers stop, but the heel of his hand still grinds my clit.
"Yes please" I moan from deep within my throat.
"I want you to tell sir when you're close." He begins to move his fingers again this time faster still hitting my g-spot. I moan loud and throw my head back. I can feel my body getting closer, my hips lift off the seat and begin to move on his hand.
"Didn't I tell you to shut the fuck up?" His voice his deep and is almost a growl which turns me on even more. I can't respond so close to the edge.
"I want you to answer me," the heel of his hand grinds harder, and my back bends backwards in my seat.
"Ahh ahh sssorry Sir,"
"Your pussy is so wet, I love it, I want to be inside it." He pulls his fingers out slowly and puts my panties back in place. Stroking my pussy lightly again.
"I want you to go into the bathroom and wait for me there do you understand?"
"Yes."
"Yes who?"
"Yes Sir."
"Now go." I stand up my legs shaking slightly and pull down my dress. I start walking up the isle I look back and see him smiling at my ass.
The bright light of the hallway is almost blinding, and I speed to the bathroom. I look under the stalls to make sure the bathroom is empty. I wait for him for about five minutes and my pussy grows wetter in anticipation. I look in the bathroom mirror and fix my fro. My breasts look great in the dress. I fix them slightly in my bra. A knock on the door and I rush over to open it. Seeing his smile walk through the door makes my knees buckle.
"I want you to turn around and put your hands on the sink, and bend over" As I walk to the sink, I slowly lift my dress to expose my ass in my thong. I place my hand on the sink and put my ass out. He stays by the door watching me
He walks behind me and our eyes meet in the mirror. He puts his hands on my outer thighs sliding them up to my waist.
"Aren't you going to lock the door?" I ask.
"No," He smiles at me in the mirror
"Is my pussy wet and ready for me?"
"Yes, sir"
"Good. Now what did I tell you in the theater?" He begins to rub my right ass cheek softly and slowly. I close my eyes and I feel my pussy throb.
"Sir told me to shut the fuck up," he brings both hands back to my waist, his thumbs hook at the side of my panties and pulls them down to my ankles slowly. He goes down with them, now face to face with my ass. He kisses each cheek then stands up. He begins to rub my ass again. I know what is coming next and I get wetter just thinking about it.
"Open your eyes," I do as told and he is looking me in my eyes through the mirror.