Just a Movie

**This is my first attempt at writing on here so any feedback is greatly appreciated**

It was one of those gray, sweater weather days that just seemed to drag on. The weather had started to seep into my attitude, and I was feeling a little blah. Then Rob texted me.

"Boo," he said, his usual way of reaching out. "What are you up to today?" I perked up. Rob and I had just started seeing each other, but it was very new and still pretty casual. It was nice to know he was thinking of me.

We bantered a little bit before he finally said, "What are you doing tonight? I want to see you."

My favorite words to hear, but I replied honestly "I'm in a blanket and movie kind of mood, not a particularly sexy one." He still wanted to hang out, said a movie sounded perfect. Twenty minutes later, I was at his door.

Even in just sweatpants and a simple T-shirt, he looked so attractive. He had perfected the 5 o'clock shadow look, with slightly tussled black hair and a crooked smile that made his eyes light up. He hugged me, and I could tell he had just showered as I caught the scent of his cedarwood soap.

More to myself than to him, I found myself saying "I don't want you to get the wrong idea," as I took off my jacket. I had dressed for comfy, in just a tank top and yoga pants. "I'm just up for a movie tonight, is that okay?"

"I know," he smiled, "just a movie" and he led me into his living room.

On the couch, I noticed he had placed two folded blankets right in the middle and had chips and salsa already set out. The gesture did not go unnoticed. He had tried for me. I still mostly wanted to just chill, but a small part of me was glad I had worn a lacier bra and panties just in case.

We sat down on the couch for the movie, and I could tell he didn't know how to close to sit without seeming like he was still angling for sex. I moved closer to him, slipping under his arm and pulling the blanket over us a little. It felt good to be close to him and my mind wandered, thinking about just how good he has made me feel before. About 20 minutes into the movie, I realized I had not been paying the movie any attention, and I looked up at Rob. He seemed focused. How did he manage that?

The mischief in me couldn't hold back any more, I gave up on the movie. I repositioned slightly, this time casually resting my hand on his upper thigh. He didn't flinch, but I could tell he noticed. I snuggled in closer, rolling one leg slowly over his, my knee dangerously close to his crotch, and started moving my hand even higher up his thigh. This time, he reacted.

"Sierra?" He said, "What are you doing?" Always so straightforward, this one.

"Just...getting more comfortable," I said, looking up at him with a mischievous grin. "Are you comfortable?"

He gave me a dubious look like he couldn't quite tell how to respond, but replied "Yeah" as I inched my hand closer to his crotch. "Just a movie, huh?" he smirked, as my hand found what it was looking for.

I bit my lower lip playfully, one hand sliding back and forth over his cock, and with the other, I pointed back at the screen.

"Mmhmm. Better pay attention, this scene looks important," I said as I slipped my hand under the band of his pants and boxes and wrapped my hand around his member. He let out a small moan, but his eyes still followed my other hand, pointing at to the screen. He complied and began watch the movie while I stroked up and down. Feeling his cock grow hard in my hand was making me so wet.

Slowing it down for a second, I unwrapped my hand and slid my hand between his boxers and his sweatpants instead, lightly outlining his cock against his boxers.

"I've always thought the slit in men's boxers seems kind of funny," I said, as I ran my fingers teasingly over it.

"Oh?" he replied, eying me and a little more breathless now, but still trying to 'watch' the tv screen. I loved that he was trying. "Why?" he asked.

"I don't know, they seem unnecessary. It doesn't seem particularly hard to just slide your boxers down, who needs a slit?," and with that I started pulling gently on his pants and boxers. He responded, standing up to slide them off. I found myself fixated, watching his now hard cock swing free and standing to attention.

Sam caught me staring, and I blushed a little. "You still want to just watch the movie?" he said with a smirk on his face.

"I want You to watch the movie," I said as pulled him back to the couch. He still seemed unsure how to react. He was usually the one taking the lead, but he complied. I liked being the one to tease him for a change, it was such a turn-on.

I repositioned myself on my stomach, resting on his thigh. I paused at the view, taking in his eager, erect cock once more before lowering my head. I licked my lips and then began licking the head of his cock, twisting my hand around the base of his shaft at the same time. He let out a quiet moan. I loved the way he moaned. It was so sexy the way he let me know he was enjoying himself. I kissed him along the length of his shaft, down to the base, then back up the other side.

It was time to re-adjust. I moved off the couch and onto my knees, now positioning myself between his legs. Rob had stopped pretending to watch the move at this point but was still letting me take the lead. I took my shirt off, letting my C cup breasts and skimpy bralette be fully on display. He grabbed my breast in one hand and pushed the bra down. With the other hand, he tucked my hair back, muttering "God, you're so hot" in a breathy whisper that sent shivers down my spine.

I resumed my attention and began to lick his cock again, sliding my tongue from the base of his shaft back to the tip, savoring it with a quiet 'mmm.' I loved the way his cock felt in my mouth. I let my tongue linger there for a second, then took him deep in my mouth, feeling his cock twitch as it reached the back of my throat. This time he let out a deep moan, and my body tingled in response. I bobbed up and down, his hand gently guiding my head.

Enjoying drawing this out, I paused and moved to kiss his thigh. I caressed his balls, and he squirmed in my hands, and then I moved to kiss his other thigh. His cock was pulsing for me now, precum on the tip. Before returning to sucking, I swiped the pre-cum with my finger, looked him in the eye, and licked it slowly off my finger. He moaned again and muttered "Fuck, Sierra."

I returned my attention to his cock and began bobbing up and down, taking him as far as I could, in and out. I could hear his breathing getting heavier, and I slid my hand under him and squeezed his butt while sucking harder on his cock. He was bucking his hips a bit now, and I could tell he was getting closer.

"Oh Sierra...mm, so fucking good...I'm going to cum" he exhaled breathlessly.

"Mmm" I moaned, with his cock still in my mouth.

"Good, I want you to cum on my tits" and took my bra off entirely. If it wasn't obvious before, my excitement was now on display as my nipples poked straight out, hard as nails. My pace and intensity grew with each trip up and down his organ. I made loud slurping and sucking sounds with my mouth, and I knew he was about to cum.

This wasn't the first blowjob I had given him, but this orgasm seemed especially intense. So much cum jetted out as he exclaimed "OHH Fuuuck", coating my chest with his thick load. He sat back, looking spent for a moment, and then pulled me up onto his lap and kissed me deep and hard. We sat there for a minute before he looked at me with the cheekiest grin and a glimmer in his eyes, "Just a movie, huh?"