Her blue eyes grew darker, blazing heat rising up in them. She licked her lips, a natural reaction, wanting to kiss him, to feel his tongue touching her's.
She was no longer saying "stop it," her smile wickedly sensual. He told her he wasn't listening, but she had to listen to him, to do everything he commanded her. "I will," she gasped, his hand reaching under her dress, rubbing the top of her thigh. Her legs opened when his hand slid down, in between her legs, softly circling her flesh, just above where her stocking ended. Moving teasingly slow, liking how in vain, she tried to hide what his hand was doing to her.
Eyes, now dark pools of deepest blue, skin flushed, a touch of blush in her cheeks, lips parted, breath slow, but very deep. Heat moving through her body, her sexy dress not hiding her nipples, now stiff, poking through the silky material, aching to be pinched, sucked, not content with just her dress rubbing over them as her chest rose and fell.
Lips full, wet from his teasing, clinging to her thin panties. A finger tracing one side of her lips caused her to gulp her wine, making her cough. People glanced over, seeing a nice couple enjoying their dinner, they returned to theirs, not knowing a orgasm just took place. Their waitress knew, seeing the woman's glazed, distant look in her eyes. Her nipples, easily seen, the aroma of her sex, pleasant, strong, making her wonder if her customers are into threesomes.
She had to bite her lip, sweet pleasure hitting her full force. His fingers pulled her panties straight up, thin material pressing down tight on her swollen lips and clit. Tighter he pulled, her legs closing in reaction. Juice,like squeezed from a sponge soaked through her panties. Her thighs damp from her sudden release. Her mind was dizzy, not hearing his whispered command. When he repeated it, she blushed and felt wicked at the same time.
It felt like every eye was on her, seeing under the table, the white linen cloth, her trembling hands inching down her panties. Cool air, seeming to come from nowhere, giving her chills she could not hide. Her nipples grew harder, poking more into her silk dress, the effect causing another few drops to tickle her skin under her pussy. Moving carefully, not showing what was going on, it was a few minutes before her left leg, her panties dangling from her ankle, stretched across his lap. Her panties in his pocket, leg removed, he signaled for the check.
Handing her money, she got out of the car, bought a ticket, and went inside. As instructed, she sat in the middle of a row. Her phone buzzed in her little purse, looking away from the screen, thinking the woman about to do anal was a virgin, she read the text, looking back at the screen, seeing a hot, long cock breaking her ass open for the first time.
A man sat next to her, his features hidden under a hooded sweat shirt. Her hand rubbed his bulging cock through his pants, his moan barely heard, Miss virgin ass was moaning in surround sound, taking a very big, thick cock in her ass. The text message simply said, suck him like you would me. One handed, she unsnapped his pants, the sound of his zipper coming down lost, moaning on the screen, her body being rocked from fast thrusts deep up her ass. Her hand slipping under his briefs, purring at his size, thickness making her lick her lips. His cock moved up, filling her hand, throbbing hard, tight muscle sex waiting for her sweet mouth.
Suck him like you would me. Let him touch you if he desires. She made that wager, not allowing to refuse. Sucking him was slow, savoring all nine inches, moaning as she tasted hot skin. Not here though, not in this place, brightness from the screen showed anyone willing to watch what she was doing. Roughly shoving his pants down, fingers feather touching his balls, her mouth sucking the large head, when he moved in, she swallowed him, not stopping till her nose touched his shaved skin. She felt her skirt pulled up, cool air on her bare cheeks, his hand squeezing, tracing her crack. Her head bobbed up and down, fast, lips, soft vice grips on his cock. Tongue sliding along shaft, under it, around the head. Her sucking was an intense vacuum, drawing him in deeper, ignoring the pull of her facial muscles. Not listening to the moans from the movie, the catcalls from those deciding this was better then the movie. She came when his finger slid in her pussy. A daylight scene illuminated the theater for all to see the cum on his finger. He swelled, filling her mouth a second later with thick white cum, quickly swallowed, its salty taste already a memory on her tongue.
Leaving him limp, passing by guys, all stroking hard cocks, she smiled, licking a drop of cum off her lips.
Warm water, feeling so nice on her body, clear drops rolling off her very erect nipples. She felt his hands on her shoulder, giving her a wicked chill, hands moving down her body, her front, cupping her breasts, squeezing her ache away, her back, spanking her bottom a bit. Slammed against the wall, leg lifted up, nine inches of sex fucking her very hard, hands held above her head, denying her squeezing his tight sexy ass. Her orgasms exploded, cum trailing down her legs. His cock spasing inside her, steel thrusting deeper, deeper as his cum bathed her contracting pussy. Whispering, "I could have done without the old Miss hoodie babe."