Lusty Adventure #2 (remember that some of this is real, some embellished)
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My phone chirped at me.
J – What are you wearing?
I smirked.
Me – Leggings, long shirt, slippers? Suuuper sexy eh?
I set the phone down and wiggled my slippered feet.
Chirp!
J – Actually, that’s perfect. Let’s go see a movie.
I raised an eyebrow.
Me – Don’t want me to change and look human?
J – Nope. Come.. as you are ;)
I swallowed, heat pooling in my belly. I went into the bathroom and pulled my hair up, a sloppy bun and loose curls. I stared at my glassy eyes and raised my eyebrows.
He had something up his sleeve.
Not five minutes later, he honked from the driveway. I pulled on my sweater and grabbed my phone and wallet.
I climbed into the passenger seat and he leaned over to give me a quick mind melting kiss.
“Hello,” he said, his voice lower than usual.
I poked his nose. “Hello to you too.”
He smiled and pulled out of the driveway.
“What movie are we seeing?”
“Preferably something loud and obnoxious.”
I looked at him. “But, why?”
“Because then no one can hear you.”
I swallowed.
“Hear me how?” I hated that my voice squeaked.
All he did was look at me and shrug with a grin.
We arrived and he held my hand as we walked inside. Once we had our tickets, we grabbed a thing of popcorn and a couple drinks. He led me inside the dim theater, and I followed him to the back corner of the room. He put me in the corner seat, and lifting the armrest, he sat next to me with his hand possessively on my thigh.
I set the popcorn and my drink on the floor, turning in my seat to look at him before it started.
“Is this a game for one? Or two?” I asked, voice sweet.
“Oh it can definitely be for two.”
I grinned. Leaned forward and pressed my lips to his quietly as I ran my hand over the front of his pants. He was already getting hard. He growled when the lights turned off and the previews started blaring.
I pulled my leg under my butt and scooted closer to him, my thigh against his. My heart was hammering away inside my chest, my hands curled in my lap. He kissed my head and I thought he had forgotten. Not sure what he had forgotten.
After the last of the previews faded from existence, some terrible and impossible to interpret rap came on, and revving car engines blared. His hand appeared on my thigh again, fingers splayed. I laid my head on his shoulder and my own hand fell to his thigh. The muscle twitched beneath my hand.
His hand slid up my thigh. Mine followed suit. His pinky brushed my crotch and I twitched in my seat. He chuckled very softly.
I got brazen, my hand moving to lightly rub his cock through his jeans. His breathing stopped. His hand moved to cup my pussy through my pants. The heel of his palm rubbed, and I barely quieted myself. The movie fell silent for a minute. But that didn’t stop Jace.
His hand moved to the waist of my pants, easily sliding inside. I shifted and opened my legs further, my left leg moving to drape over his knee.
I jumped when a vehicle exploded on the screen, and he chose that moment to slide his fingers down my folds, making me squirm. I lifted my hand and pulled at the zipper of his jeans, gently lowering it. I reached my hand inside and found his cock bare beneath it.
“Ease of access?” he whispered in my ear. I shivered, and his fingers slid inside me. I pressed my other hand against my mouth as his thumb found my clit.
I wrapped my own hand around his cock, and he shifted in his seat to unbutton his jeans. I looked down and admired nature’s handiwork. He moved his jacket to cover his crotch as I started to stroke. His hand shook as he did.
Maybe he wasn’t as nonchalant as he acted…
I felt heat bloom in my chest as his thumb rubbed my clit, his fingers slowly pumping in and out of me. He watched me for a minute, watched my hips move with his hand. Silently begging. Pleading for all the things.
My grip on his cock never waned. I stroked him, my thumb spreading the ever present precum. I used it to lubricate my hand, stroking him longer.. and faster. His breath caught as I twisted my hand, sliding my palm off of his cock. I turned my head and put my lips to his ear.
“What now?” I asked.
He thought, his hand still inside my pants. I lifted my hips, reminding him I was indeed a willing participant. He pulled his hand out, licking his fingers before gingerly fixing his own pants. He leaned down to my ear.
“Leave and head to the bathroom. I’ll meet you there in a minute.”
I nodded and got up, my legs shaky but carrying me from the theater none the less. I made it to the dim hallway housing the two small bathrooms and the small closet. I stood at the wall, just waiting. Soon enough, he came down the hallway, grabbing my hand and pulling me into the closet.
He grabbed my face, kissing me like I was the greatest thing he’d tasted. His tongue and lips devouring me, his hands holding me there for his taking. He pressed me against the door, his hands moving to my pants and lowering them in one swift move. He turned me to face the door, his hands lifting my shirt to palm my breasts.
“All I’ve wanted to do was fill you since you climbed into my car,” he breathed in my ear. His hands left me, and I heard his zipper. Then his hands were shifting my legs, spreading them enough for his hand to find my wet arousal again.
Then, about fucking time, his cock slid inside me. The breath exploded from my chest as he filled me completely.
“Ah, fuck,” he muttered, his head against mine. His hand wound around me, dropping to my crotch to find my clit as he started to thrust. I pressed my ass back against him as he moved, the quiet plea for him to do his worst. Or best?
Or just… fuck me senseless.
His hand was relentless, and soon I was tumbling into a hasty and hard orgasm, my muscles convulsing on his cock as he kept moving inside me. I barely contained my moans, and his hand kept on rubbing at my clit.
“One more time,” he whispered at me, and while I shook my head we could both feel my body disagreeing. As I covered my mouth, another orgasm tore through me and his low groan as he ground his hips against my ass told me I took him with me. I could feel his cock throbbing inside me, as he stopped moving to breathe.
I could feel my legs wanting to give way. And my heart was still racing inside my chest. He brought his hands up my stomach to my breasts again, giving each a warm squeeze before kissing my head.
He pulled out of me and held me up a moment as I trembled against my door. He leaned down and pulled my pants up for me. I turned and slumped against the door as I watched him right his own pants.
He leaned forward and kissed me one more time.
“Shall we finish the movie?”
I laughed and told him to lead the way.
We finished the movie all tangled up in each other, eating popcorn and watching each other enough to make sure we both knew what we’d just enjoyed was fucking perfect.
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