"Let's see this movie! I heard it's terrific," Kelly said, standing outside the theater, pointing at one poster.
"Eh..that looks awful," Sabrina countered.
"Come on Bri, it'll be good!" Jill insisted.
"I'll pay your ticket."
"Ohh, alright."
"Good! Come on hurry, it starts in a minute and there won't be any good seats," Jill said. She grabbed Sabrina's arm and pulled her into the theater. It was already pretty full, but they were able to spot three empty in the back row. Sabrina scooted down to the first seat, exchanging a brief smile with the man next to her as she sat down. Jill settled into the seat on her left.
Soon Kelly came in and sat down on the aisle seat next to Jill. She handed her a soda to pass down to Sabrina and had a large bag of popcorn for them to share.
40 minutes later Sabrina's chin rested heavily on her hand, propped on the armrest. Her soda cup was already drained and now she had nothing else to do. The film was less than enthralling. She crossed her legs.
Why are these floors always so sticky?
"Kelly, this movie's boring," Sabrina whispered to her.
Kelly shushed her, her eyes glued on the screen. Jill was just as absorbed.
Sabrina rested her head back and looked up at the ceiling of the theater, beginning to count the tiles.
Geez, how is everybody else watching this movie? Isn't anyone else bored
? she thought, scanning the theater.
She looked again at the guy sitting next to her. Not bad looking, she thought.
Is he here alone?
Her mind began to race, thinking up a better plot than the one on the screen.
What if I just reached over and grabbed this guy's dick? What would he do?
she thought to herself with a chuckle. Though she meant it only as a passing thought her mind kept returning to it. She grew wet between the legs and delightfully uncomfortable.
Stuck in here like sardines, all hot and horny and can't do a thing about it,
she thought to herself, encouraging her secret arousal. Something really turned her on about being horny in public and unable to satisfy herself, that sweet helpless torture. Her fingers crept up her skirt and she dipped her fingertip between her pussy lips. She felt plenty of warm cream there and rubbed the slippery juice onto her clit. Even if she fingered herself here and now it would never do. She was already past that point. Gathering her courage, she upgraded her new form of entertainment and reached for the man sitting next to her.
He blinked in surprise as her hand rested on the crotch of his pants. His eyes found hers rather confusedly in the dim light and she smiled back at him calmly. He made no protest so she found his zipper and opened it, reaching inside to find his dick. She pulled it out of his pants and held it in her hand on his lap, rubbing it softly and feeling it growing larger already.
He could hardly believe his luck and shifted in his seat, allowing the girl better access. Her hand ran up and down the length of his rapidly stiffening shaft. Her fingers twirled around the head and ran up and down the sensitive underside. She played with his balls, feeling them in her hand, cupping them, weighing them, and massaging them. Her finger dropped lower, pushing down to his asshole. She brushed lightly over it several times, teasing and stimulating.
Next she was pumping her hand tightly up and down his cock. He felt a drop of precum leak from his tip and drip down the side. She rubbed it all over his shaft, making it even more slick for her hand to glide up and down. At his full hardness she could barely close her fist around him.
The man's eyes darted around the theater, concerned that at any moment somebody would come shine a flashlight on them. What would he say? There would be no way to explain away a random girl giving him a handjob in the middle of a movie theater. The element of danger only excited him, making his cock throb wildly in Sabrina's hand. She squeezed him lightly in her fist, feeling the veins in his shaft pulsing as she masturbated him. Now and then she switched to stroking very softly with only her fingertips, almost tickling him. The sensation drove him crazy.
He clenched his teeth, feeling the semen rising from his balls. Both realized he was almost there. Sabrina leaned over and sank her lips down over his veiny cock. She took him all the way down her throat on the first plunge. The sensation took a moment to register and he let out a sigh. Her mouth pulled back off and after another breath she began to bob her head in his lap, slurping quietly and trying not to draw attention.
Now he was past the element of danger and frankly didn't care if anyone was watching. In fact, he thought, what a turn-on if people were watching him get his cock sucked. His hands gripped her head as he felt the hot liquid shooting up inside his shaft. A semi-fruitless attempt to steady his legs did little to keep him from bucking uncontrollably in his seat. His cum squirted onto the back of Sabrina's throat, making her cough and pull back. The second blast of sperm fired into empty air landing, unbeknownst to anyone, onto her hair.
She quickly moved back in and took his cock into her mouth just as it twitched to fire another shot. She held him firmly between her lips, eagerly accepting the next warm jets of his thick, salty load. Her hand kept pumping steadily around the base of his shaft and she swallowed as more spurted and filled her mouth, being careful not to spill any. Her lips remained firmly sealed around his cockhead. She sucked hard, coaxing out the last drops of semen that spilled into her mouth. After swallowing she quickly licked his shaft clean.
He sat there breathing heavily, looking down at his cock. It pointed straight up in the air, then slowly shrank until it rested limply in his lap. When he came to his senses he quickly tucked it back in his pants and zipped up, glancing around at the other people.
He looked at Sabrina, who was looking right back at him and licking his cum off her fingers. He reached over and put his hand on her leg, running it slowly up her skirt along her inner thigh. He found her pussy already wet and occupied by her other hand. Pushing hers aside, he teased her opening with his fingertip. He stroked her hard little clit lightly, wetting it with her juices.
A glance at Kelly and showed her still oblivious. Jill sipped her soda absently, wrapped up in the movie.
His finger slipped past her clit and plunged inside her. She gasped, quickly looking around to see if anyone had heard. Evidently she was not as loud as she thought, and settled back down in her seat as he kept fingering her. She was burning hot inside in contrast to the cool air inside the theater. He rested his palm over her slit as he pumped his middle finger up inside her. She breathed just loudly enough for him to hear.
The man slipped another finger into her, listening to the resulting barely-audible gasps. He curled his wrist with each stroke to plunge as deeply as possible into her. Slipping his thumb up, he began to rub her clit at the same time. His fingers were being squeezed hard by one incredibly tight, silky, sopping wet, searing hot pussy. He pumped hard, trying to go as fast as he could.
