Standing in the line to buy her movie ticket, she stared at the scrolling message board listing the movie times. She couldn't find anyone to go see the new romantic comedy that was out, so she finally decided to go on her own. She had decided to dress up a little on the chance she found some single man to sit with or to make her feel better because she didn't have a date. She was wearing a jean skirt and a red top that showed off just enough cleavage to toe the line between flirty and slutty. She had on black ballet flats and bare legs. She stepped up to the window, buying her ticket, frowning slightly at the look of pity in the ticket seller's eyes when she bought her ticket. She smiled and shrugged and went inside the theater. The usher tore of her ticket stub and she giggled when his eyes settled on her breasts and her laughing caused them to bounce a little.
The usher blushed and turned away to the next person in line.
She went into the theater and was surprised at how empty it seemed. There were a few couples scattered around the theater. She wandered up the steps to the back row of the theater and chose a seat in the corner away from everyone. She settled in and looked around at the people there. A young girl and her boyfriend were wrapped in each other's arms, kissing noisily, much to the disapproving glances of the older couples nearby. She smiled, wishing she had a man to play with.
A tall man came into the theater and looked around. He started up the steps and sat down a few seats away from her. She was mildly annoyed; she wanted to have some space between herself and other people. She liked playing with herself while watching movies, and she couldn't do that with a guy sitting so close to her. She sighed and settled in to her seat. The previews started and the guy got up and came down the row towards her.
"Excuse me?" He asked quietly. She looked up at him and her breath caught. He was gorgeous! He had dark curly hair, was tall and muscular. He was dressed in a dark shirt and jeans. "May I sit with you?" She nodded and straightened in her seat as he folded himself into the seat. "I hate seeing a pretty girl sitting alone during a movie. I thought you wouldn't mind the company." She smiled.
"Thank you." She whispered. A few minutes later, his hand slipped off the armrest and on to her knee. She jumped in her seat and when she looked at him, he just smiled at her. They set next to each other in silence and he slowly ran his fingers from her knee to the hem of her skirt which was now midway up her thigh. She let her hand rest on his knee, feeling the strength of his leg under her hand. Her fingers danced over his jean covered leg.
The movie continued playing and during a particularly steamy sex scene, she felt one of his fingers slip under the hem of her skirt and run over her skin. Figuring he was testing the waters to see when she would push his hand away, she slid a little lower in her seat, causing her skirt to ride further up her hips. He looked down at her and smiled. He could see a patch of white between her legs and his smile widened. He let his finger wander over her covered mound and watched her eyes flutter closed. He cupped her mound with his hand and squeezed gently. She moaned, barely audible over the sound of the movie. Her hand cupped his cock through the jeans and rubbed over the large bulge.
She stared at her hand through her nearly closed eyelids. She couldn't believe she had her hand on the cock of a complete stranger. And she definitely couldn't believe that he had his hand on her pussy.
He leaned close to her, "Do you want me to stop?" She shook her head no and he laughed quietly. He pulled his hand from her pussy and pulled her out of her seat; he slid into her seat after lifting the armrest and then settled her on his lap so she was leaning against the wall. Wrapping his right arm around her shoulders he pulled her close and they kissed. Her lips were soft against his and she was going crazy with the way he kissed. She would occasionally nibble on his lip and slip her tongue into his mouth, dueling with his. He moaned into her mouth and she giggled quietly.
His cock throbbed against her ass and she reached between her legs to rub his cock. His hand slid under her top and lightly tickled her stomach as it traveled up to her breast. "The clasp is in front." She whispered. He smiled and unhooked the clasp, feeling her large breasts spill out of her bra. He grasped one in his hand and she gasped. Her nipples were hard and she swore they were throbbing. His left hand pinched a nipple as his right hand played in her hair. The continued kissing, she rubbed his cock and was trying to work down the zipper on his jeans. He helped her by holding his pants still and undoing the button. She worked her hand inside his pants and into his boxers. She pulled his cock out and rubbed it against the skin of her thigh. She felt him throbbing and pulsing in her hand as his cock continued to harden and the blood pump through the veins.
He pulled up her shirt, holding it up with his right hand and held her right breast in his hand. He slid down in the seat a little and slipped her nipple into his mouth. He sucked at it for a few minutes, feeling it harden against his tongue and then he gently held it between his teeth as his tongue rapidly flicked over it. She was squirming in his lap and she lost a grip on his cock. It rested against her pussy and she moaned as she felt pulse against her. He continued sucking on her breasts, alternating between the two as she writhed in his arms.
