Cinema sex. (M/F 40’s) (kissing, BJ).

I enter the darkened cinema and see you seated in the middle of the back row. There’s only a few other people scattered around; no one near the rear which makes me smile.

I sit down next to you and we kiss as the opening credits roll past. Your legs are crossed towards me, your sundress hem rests on your mid thigh.

I turn towards you a little more and move my left hand up your thigh from your bare knee. The smoothness of your thigh sends bursts of erotic energy through my brain and straight to my cock. I don’t know if you’re wearing panties or not and will find out shortly.

The kissing is making you pant a little which gets deeper as my hand moves upto your breast and starts teasing your nipple through your sheer bra. I feel it rapidly harden and I know that you will be more than wet between your legs now.

You squirm a little in your seat as the sexual energy rises. Your thighs clench together. I know from this you’re putting pressure on your clit in your subtle fashion. If it continues and with my tongue in your mouth, you’ll be coming in less than a minute…

While my hand is expertly circling and teasing your nipples, you slip a hand down your skirt and start putting a little pressure on your clit, flicking and pressing. All your senses are heightened, the risk of getting caught, my mouth on yours, your tongue searching, my hand on your breasts.

You come fast and intensely and it takes all your will power not to voice your pleasure.
After a few minutes of rest, you slide your hand over to my lap and feel your cock straining on the fabric of your jeans. You think “What I wouldn’t give to be able to straddle you and slip you inside me. I know you need a release so badly.”

You undo my fly and find I’m not wearing any underwear. My erect cock springs free almost with a sigh of relief.
I have a sharp intake of breath as your soft long fingers grasp its length.

Warm skin meets pulsating hot. You quickly glance around the deserted cinema to check on our fellow patrons and then holding your hair back, lower your mouth onto the head of my cock.

I watch your tongue give your full lips a quick moisten. They then encounter the glans of my penis, encircling it and sliding down a little, maximising the output from all the abundant nerve endings there.

You shift a little in your seat to get a better angle on sucking me and I free up your hand to help hold your hair out of the way.

Your mouth is full of saliva which you enthusiastically lubricate the head with, then bringing your lips together, you bob your mouth around like I’m an ice block and you’re cooling your pouting lips down with its iciness.
The feeling for me is, of course, intensely enjoyable, but there is more to come.

Reaching under my balls, you start caressing the soft spot of skin just past my scrotum. Further bursts of pleasure course through me.

Your head is moving increasingly faster, there are subtle slurping sounds and the ridges of my knob are getting a working over by your lips as you tense them a little to further the sensation.

Very close to coming and with a sharp intake of breath that I then hold, my ten fingers entwine through your hair and I hold your head still as the semen starts spurting into your throat. I can’t breathe as the sheer intensity of the orgasm makes me see stars. My cock pulses two, three, four times until there is nothing further to ejaculate.

You’ve taken it all from me and swallowed everything. With a dreamy, kinky look in your eyes you come back up to me and we once again kiss deeply, the fruity taste of my come richly present in your mouth.

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