It’s was SUPPOSED to be a normal date between friends but NOOOOO of course I get the guy who is the sweetest guy on the outside, and the dirtiest turn on I’ve ever met. It was smooth and dandy, he was his normal jolly self, charismatic, funny, and just the friend I had gotten to know. Things changed once we got to the movie theater, I walked in normally, but of course he had to strut in. Tickets were gotten along with the typical movie going snacks popcorn, candy, soda. It was later I realized that he did all that to get even further into my good side. We walked (he was still strutting) and we sat down in a not to full not to empty theater, we sat in the middle but closer to the top. The closets people where 3 rows up and 6 seats over, so plenty of room for everyone. The movie begins and we get a decent way through it, of course I’m holding the popcorn (barley sharing) and he’s being oddly quiet for who he is. Then I felt it, his hand had made its way into my lap and past the brim of my leggings. I became startled, and with his other hand he grabbed my knee and whispered “be careful or you’ll make a scene.” His hand kept working its way down, past my underwear, every alarm in my head was going off, he was supposed to be the nice guy, the guy that I could rely on and not expect sexual favors in return. Now here we are in public and he is millimeters away from two knuckles deep, why I didn’t take away his hand and storm off, or even tell him to stop I’ll never know. I did quite the opposite, my body began to shake and shutter “damn you’re good at this, HOW ARE YOU THIS GOOD AT THIS!?!?” I began to gently grind against his invading fingers. “Shhhhhhh, the people might hear you” I guess I was starting to get a little loud, then all of a sudden he went from the sweet guy I thought of as a brother to the guy that hits on you in a bar. His fingers clamped down, I nearly threw popcorn to the ceiling, then the sadistic prick whispers to me “the car… Now”. I had never heard him talk like that, who was he, how long has he been like this. Without thinking I shot up and walked out of the theater, he followed closely behind. Once we left the theater and were walking our way back to the lobby in the long hallway, he pushes me up against the wall (having to pick me up a little bit so he doesn’t have to bend so far down… IM SHORT OK) the he says to me “well I can tell you you’re a walking thing of beauty tonight” so now I know he is sexual as hell but still as sweet as candy. I couldn’t help but give him a loving smile and a blushing “thanks” as we walk on. We parked a short walk away and I got to experience more of his sweet side, which wasn’t a bad thing. He had his arm around me and I had his jacket which was about 3 sizes too big on me, and I truly felt loved. When we got to the car I began to reach for my door handle and he grabbed my wrist. I didn’t realize he had followed me to the passenger side, as I looked back I saw a smile on his face that certainly wasn’t from his sweet side. His smirk almost scared me, but all he did was move my hand from the from door to the back door. A little confused I opened the door and got in, I watch him walk behind the door only to stop short. He then opened the back door on the drivers side and crawled in, with the same smirk on his face(I learned to fear and love this smirk at the same time). He scooted over to the middle seat, and in one swoop and almost effortlessly picked me up and put me in his lap. Then the sweet smile returned to his face, he began to kiss me softly and tenderly, but then he moved down to my neck. He pulled back to see what I’m sure was a growing lust in my eyes, he picked my legs up and placed them over my shoulders I rolled back and laid on the console between the front seats and when I opened my eyes and looked up I saw the sun roof cover has been open reveling the glass and showing the full moon shining through it, it’s scary how well he thought this out. Sometime while I was thinking of how sweet he can be he had removed my leggings and my underwear were around my ankles. His head sank between my thighs as the smile on my face grew cause of how nice he was. Then in less then a second my mouth went from a big smile to wide open and moaning. WHAT THE HELL WAS HE DOING!?!? I had been with my fair shared of girls but with the mix of his tongue and fingers, he seems to know me better than I did. My legs instantly wrapped around his skull try to get him that much deeper, fuck he was like a starving child at an all you can eat buffet. “YOU FUCKING BASTARD WHAT ARE YOU DOING DOWN THERE.” He came up for a breath and laughed, he took my hand into his, I guess to remind me he still had a sweet side. Then he stopped and moaned in pain, I looked down “what’s wrong” “your grip is like iron, remind me to not let you touch my dick” and without a second thought his tongue went back to work, and I kept swearing like a sailer. I could feel it coming on, I was about to blow like a volcano, and he knew, his tongue went from perfect to godly. I couldn’t contain it, I let out screams of pure bliss and pleasure so loud I’m sure my dead ancestors could hear me. He slowly picked me up sitting me back in his lap and began kissing me like he had before, all of my weight was held up in his arms, he looked me in the eyes “fuck… Looks like I lost the bet I made myself.” I was thrown off and confuse and I tried to ask “wh– what do you m-mean”. He quietly laughed and pulled me into a hug and whispered “you’re still a thing of beauty when your sweaty, your hair is a mess, and your make up is runny.” All I could do was laugh faintly. He laid down the passenger seat and buckled me up in it, I was still nude from the waist down. He begin to get something from the trunk, when the door opened he picked up my head and slipped a pillow under it and laid a blanket over me. He then began to drive away, he took my hand in his and I drifted to sleep with the biggest smile on my face.