This story was written with help from my friend Tim. Thank you!
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It was my fourth date with Tim. We'd had a lot of fun the past few times, dinners, dancing etc. Tonight, the plan was dinner and a movie, and maybe a little extra something back at my place. Dinner had gone great. Great food, great wine, and great conversation. Seen as Tim picked the restaurant, I got to pick the movie. I chose the newest comedy, but after about 10 minutes, realised it was a mistake. The "laugh-a-minute" reviews couldn't have been more wrong. My attention started to wander...
I looked around the screen. It was a late showing, so the only other people I could see were a young couple in the front row, miles away from Tim and I. I turned to look at Tim. Even in the darkness, his eyes seemed to shine. I rested my head on his sturdy shoulder. Running my gaze down his muscular chest, down to his jeans. I started thinking about what might be hiding in there. We hadn't done anything sexually together yet, just a bit of kissing at the end of each date. Just thinking about the kisses...
I reached my head up and planted one on him. We felt like teenagers, smooching on the back row. I rested my hand on Tim's knee. He was too busy pushing his tongue into my mouth to even register the touch. I started slowly sliding my hand up his leg. It wasn't till I was half-way up his thigh that I knew he'd noticed me. I felt his breath catch, midway through our kiss. I slowed slightly, but never ceased my slow ascent towards his crotch. Getting closer and closer, I noticed some slight movement in the zipper region. And as my hand reached his crotch, I felt his semi-erect dick pushing back at his jeans.
I still don't know why it was so exciting. The childish fumble in the dark? The fact we could get caught? Or just that it was my first time touching him? Either way, as I slowly ran my hand slowly up and down Tim's bulging member, I could feel both of our excitements building. It was growing in my hands to point where I thought his jeans would burst open from his hard cock pushing against his fly. My nipples started to get hard as I guided his right hand to my firm breasts. Even with my bra on I knew he was getting excited from feeling my erect nipples poking through the thin material. I couldn't wait any longer. I slowly unzipped his jeans and started to run my finger up and down his shaft. He started to breathe harder from the teasing. The feel of his thick penis getting me wet.
He started to undo a couple of buttons on my blouse and placed his hand on my chest, rubbing and caressing over the top of my breasts. The fear of being caught at any time made it feel so intense and naughty. I loved it. I stopped kissing him for a moment as I checked that the coast was clear. Reached in and pulled out his rock hard cock. It was perfect. Long, thick and hard in my hand. He let out a quiet moan from feeling me slowly start to rub his shaft up and down. I pushed him back and as I leant over and spat on his cock, then I started to pump his cock up and down. I tightened my grip slightly, which started to drive him wild. All I could think about was feeling this thing deep inside me. It all felt so naughty.