You and I are at a movie theater. We have the
back row all to ourselves. No more than a minute
after the lights have dimmed, you begin slipping
your hand beneath the box of popcorn on my lap
to give me an unexpected massage. I flinch in
surprise at first and slap your hand away out
of propriety. But after you make another advance
beneath the popcorn, I find myself with a rather
powerful involuntary hard-on. My whispered warnings
for you to behave go unheeded. By the time the
previews have ended and the feature has begun,
you’ve managed to unzip my trousers and have worked
your fingers into my briefs. When I mention that
you’ll soon be in for a bottom-warming, you simply
giggle and continue your game of pinch the pickle.
After a few more squeezes, I place the popcorn box
on the floor, grab hold of you and pull your
wriggling frame across my lap. For a moment or two
I hold you firmly in place, rubbing and kneading
your ass cheeks as a prelude to the spanking you
so richly deserve. Then, as something loud happens
on the screen, I give the back of your skirt a
sound smack. I wait for more noise and when the
audience breaks into laughter, I spank you three
more times in quick succession. This goes on for
several minutes- something loud happens in the
movie and you get a swat. The audience reacts
and you get two smacks to your shapely rump.
Then, just as I raise my hand to continue,
I am blinded by an usher’s flashlight.
Momentarily stunned, I silently hold you in
place as not to expose myself. The usher turns
off the light and through the darkness I seem
to make out a smile coming across his face.
Instead of throwing us out, he simply points to
a balcony overhead.
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“You’d be better off up there.” he says quietly,
as he turns and walks away.
As the usher leaves, you push yourself from
my lap and stand up. Poking my cock back into
my underwear, I rise and zip up. Then, taking
you by the arm, I lead you out into the lobby
and up the stairs. Once inside the dark empty
balcony, we begin kissing. Our bodies press
against each other. Your lips are soft and wet.
I reach down between your legs, hoping to find
moisture there as well. You are quite damp.
Your thighs clamp around my fingers.
Slowly pulling my hand away, I guide you to
the rear aisle and bend you over the back of the
nearest seat. Throwing you skirt over your back,
I raise my hand to give that stunning ass of
yours another dose of correction. But now there
is a quiet scene being played out on the screen
and I dare not spank you for fear of attracting
attention. So instead, I begin working your thighs
and buttocks between my strong hands, occasionally
allowing my fingers to gently probe your most
tender regions. Moaning ever so softly, you reach
forward, gripping the armrests and elevate your
exquisite backside, providing a none too subtle
invitation. I immediately unbuckle my belt,
zip down and push my pants to my ankles.
Taking my almost painfully stiff rod in hand,
I playfully slap your rosy cheeks with it.
You begin to laugh, then cover your mouth as not
to be heard. I continue teasing you by sliding
the head of my member up and down the crack of
your ass until you begin to grunt and wiggle
your hips impatiently. So I enter you. Slowly but
with determination I ease myself deep into your
warm inviting passage. I step forward, taking you
by the hips as I push my cock in up to its hilt.
I slowly withdraw, almost completely, only to
slide in deeply once again. I continue fucking
you slowly until neither of us can stand it
any longer. For a moment I stop all together
and then start again, thrusting with greater
and greater speed eventually bringing our act
to an intense, if muted, climax.
Afterwards, we share a quick kiss and a
long embrace before putting our clothing and
composures back in order. We sit and watch the
film for a while, but for some reason it seems
rather dull, so we decide to go home and continue
making our own entertainment. Leaving the theater,
we walk past the usher who is now manning the
candy counter. He looks away politely as we exit,
pretending not to notice that my hand is cupping
your lovely bottom.