I have never been a huge fan of going to see movies. For one thing it costs too much. I guess it's not exorbitant, but for someone who really isn't enjoying it anyhow, it's an unnecessary cost. I don't like the gamble you take when you go to see something that few have seen. You may get stuck in a seat, staring at a screen in the equivalent of pure torture. I have done this many times. I guess I am too nice to just walk out and end my suffering. I suppose I like to suffer with the others. Not to mention, the seats hurt my butt, no matter how cushy they are.
I sit back in my seat, midway through the theater. Mark likes the front, so close to the screen that you can see the actor's pores. Me, I like the middle. In my opinion it is a happy medium. And Derek, I'm sure you figured out that he likes the back. I wonder why? You don't have to be very smart to realize just why Derek likes the back. I guess if I was a smart girl, I would have let him pick the back. I was not.
"You know I like the back..." Derek breathes into my hair as I stare forward. He is so close, I can smell him.
"Mmm... I guess I forgot." I mutter as I glance over. I glance with my eyes, not my head. When I glance with my head, that tends to give Derek an excuse to plant a kiss on me.
"We could move..." Derek suggests as he looks at the side of my head. I sigh as I look up there, it is pretty empty. We could head up there. "Do you want to?"
"Okay." I finally agree. I have been caught doing things in this place do much, I'm fearful to move when inside. I almost half consider wearing a wig these days. Anything to hide my identity.
"Mark... We're going up there." Derek says with a smirk as he looks at his friend. Mark is no fool. He knows exactly why. The thing I don't get is how he can pass judgement. I'm sure that he is doing the same thing at home with his girlfriend.
"Yeah... Fucking leave me down here looking like a dumbass." Mark growls as he looks around. I can't blame him. If it were me, I would be just as angry. I would be sure that every person behind me was seeing the tragic image before them. That poor person had no one to come with them.
"You can come too." Derek says with a smile as he looks around. "As long as you don't mind moaning." He says with a smirk.
"Nice... No. Nope, I think I will head down to where I want to sit." He tells us as he looks around.
"You know, down there everyone will see you. No one will be in front of you. That means the theater will see that you are alone." I point out as I look around. It isn't full, but there are enough people.
"I don't care what they think." He tells me as he looks around and then gets up. Derek and I look at each other, shrugging at the same time. Sometimes Mark is a strange bird. There is no question about that.
"Okay then..." I say with wide eyes as I move down the aisle and up towards the top. I see people watching us. I am sure some of them realize just why we are making such a drastic move. "You just want to get me in trouble." I tell Derek frankly. I know that he loves to stay right there on the edge.
"Maybe." He says with a smile as he looks into my eyes. "That may be." He agrees as he buries his mouth in my neck. I'm not really sure why guys like to do that. They love to peck kisses and bury their faces. I hate kisses, but if they aren't on my face, I'm better than I would be.
"And what do you plan on doing for me?" I ask. It's all about me, or at least it should be. He should be pleasing me however and whenever I want him to. I know that I do more than enough for him.
"I think I can think of a thing or two." He says as he stands up. I look at him with a puzzled look as he peels his button up shirt off of his body. His tight white tee shirt only shows off his impeccable chest and makes him look absolutely amazing. I watch as he gently places his shirt on the seat. He makes sure the whole thing is completely covered.
"What is that for?" I ask as I look at him. Apparently he has picked up some sort of fetish in the last week that I am unaware of.
"That is for you. You always said you wouldn't sit your bare ass on the seat. Now you can sit your bare ass on my shirt." He says with a smirk. "So get up, peel off your pants, spread your legs and let me have it." Derek says with a smile.
"Way to get to the point!" I tell him as I stand up and unbutton my jeans, pulling them down. I go ahead and take the panties along with them. I should remember to leave them off for easy access. Someday I will learn. I quickly sit my ass down on the seat and look up with a smile.
"Put your feet up there." He tells me as he kneels between my legs. Dinner and a movie.
Ah yes, dinner and a movie. I sure hope Derek likes eating pussy, because that is what he is having. I have to admit, the man is a god when it comes to eating me out. I'm terrified of snakes, but the man has the tongue of a snake. He slithers it around in all the right places. He has rhythm. He has tempo. He has all the necessary tools to meet all of my needs. He can work it just the right way, taking me fast or slow. I can feel his hot breath on my nether region. I can feel my pussy beginning to drip in anticipation.
"Someone is wet..." Derek points out as he runs a finger over my slit, feeling his finger slide quickly. "Very wet."
"Someone needs you." I admit as I spread my legs and scoot down for him. I want to make sure the conditions are optimal for pussy eating. He needs to make it a good one. It is my birthday, after all. Even if I hate my birthday, I will accept a pussy eating gift.
Do guys judge your pussy? I have always wondered this. I'm sure they do, just as we judge their cocks. The thing is, guys aren't too perceptive. The don't notice fine details. They wouldn't notice a damn thing if a woman didn't point it out to them. I mean, when I am sucking a hard cock I notice things. Veins, bumps, thickness. I could say if Derek was two millimeters thicker than the last time. I feel the balls, seeing of they are plump or overly squishy. The truth is, I could probably spot out testicular cancer in a guy, and he could be in my pussy, eating a tumor and ever know it. So I guess guys don't judge. Maybe the tightness, but that is it. I doubt they would notice if one labia is a little large and higher than the other. And that, I would notice. I guess I will leave it up to Derek. I don't plan on eating pussy anytime soon.
"Someone is going to get it, then." Derek says with a smile as he looks up. Even in the dark, I can see his dark blue eyes looking up at me.
"Then shut your mouth, and give it to me." I groan throatily, feeling it so close I can't even take it.
At that, I feel his perfect tongue on my lip. A lick and a peck. A lick and a peck, and nip on the lip. He carries this out the whole way down my lip. I suck in a breath. He doesn't even have to hit the money shot to turn me on. My ample fluid comes down for his licking pleasure, softening the way for his hard cock that isn't coming. Derek traces his way up the other lip and looks at me and smiles. I swear, he likes eating pussy as much as I like him to eat my pussy.
"Mmm..." You taste good. He mutters and he runs his tongue along my center, licking up my wet cum. I'm not even there yet, and I am feeding him well.
Derek licks my center greedily. It only takes a little stimulation from him to please me. I don't need much to get more than hot. Luckily Derek knows me well enough to know when to give and take. I feel his tongue slide up to my clit. He is the master of the swirl. And pressure. He knows just the right amount of pressure to use, simulating his cock.
"Mmm... Oh yeah... That's the spot!" I tell him as I feel his tongue graze my sensitive clit. There is a feeling you get in the pit of your stomach when you know that pure pleasure is upon you. "Oh..." I mew as I close my eyes. The truth is, the whole theater could be watching, and I wouldn't care. Not if I was getting mine.
"Oh... You like that!" Derek says was he pulls away.
Sometimes, I think guys are stupid. Okay, that is a lie. Ninety-nine percent of the time, I think guys are stupid. More so, I think they have death wishes. Any man that is going to town on twat, and decides to stop and talk... He surely wants to be a dead man. Derek has just abandoned my clit to talk. Stupid man. Stupid, stupid man. I feel the need to shove him with my hand, and then kick him in the face.
"Why don't you shut up, and finish." I growl as I look at him. That is blue balling of my lady balls right there.
"Because you were very close." Derek points out. Okay, hello! This is my body. I know I was close. Maybe I was ready to blow. As I said, stupid man. Stupid. Stupid.
"I know this, Derek. If you don't fucking get down there, I am going to bite your cock off next time I suck it." I tell him as I grab him by the hair and pull him to my pussy. "Lick it." I demand as I soften myself, waiting for him to eat me.
"Demanding." He spits out before he goes back to town on my nether region. I feel him press his lips around my clit and suck gently, while running the tip of his tongue over it. It hurts. I try to pull away, but he holds me there, forcing my to take my orgasm head on.
"Oh... OH. Oh. OH." I cry out softly as he continues on. I brace myself. It is coming, and it is coming fast. Oh, god... Oh my god... Oh yeah... Oh, oh, oh..." I spit as he licks hard and fast. I can't even breathe as my belly tightens up. My legs, ass and belly are so tight, they are ready to spasm. I hold my breath as he takes one final lick, Sending me over the edge. "Oh god!" I say a little too loudly as he sends me over the edge into strong contractions. I feel my uterus and vagina spasm as he sucks me dry. He is so good at the clean up aspect of it. He does the work, while I pant, trying to get my breath.
"Mmm... You taste sweet, Mer." I hear Derek say. My eyes are closed, and quite frankly, I do not care what is going on around me. I'm feeing great. I feel wonderful as I come down.
"Mmm... Happy birthday to me." I moan as I open my eyes. Now what?
Now what. I can't believe I would ask myself that. It is a pretty straightforward, simple answer. Now we fuck. After good oral, comes a good fucking. I have to say, once I am all hot and bothered, I have no problem being a little risqué in public. All I have to do is think of Derek's big guy, and I am creamy and ready to go. I look at Derek and smile, I know he deserves some sort of prize for being such a good little eater. And I guess I will have to give it to him.
"Feeling good?" He asks me as he pulls himself from his knees. I know that he has to have sticky knees from everything that had been dropped on the floor before we came in.
"Very." I admit as I look over at him and give a faint smile. "How do you feel? Do you feel like you deserve some sort of reward?" I ask with a giggle.
"Maybe." Derek concedes as he sits down in the seat next to me.
Now me, my eyes are always moving. My brain is always running. I am looking around for a good place to spread my legs for him. I know that the seats are not wide enough to allow me to straddle him in a comfortable way. I finally see it. There is a half wall to the left of us that keeps people from falling far below. Derek could shove me against the wall and have his way with me. It is such a good idea.
"I guess I will have to do something about that, then." I tell him with a nod and a smile.
"Oh really? You think you can do something about this reward that I so deserve?" He questions as he looks down at his own hard cock.
"I think I can. See that wall over there?" I ask as I point. Derek nods his head and looks at me with an agreeing smile. "That is the perfect place to fuck. I just know it..."
"I think you may be right." Derek agrees as he stands up. There is something about a man and sex. If you say the word, or even hint to it, they spring to attention just about as fast as their cock can rise. Derek wastes no time walking down the short aisle and going to the wall. Such a good little soldier he is.
Now here is the kicker. I had taken off my jeans and my panties. I had taken them both off, and now I will walk, without any shred of clothing on my bottom half. This has to be crazy. I mean, you don't just walk across the theater half naked, although it is dark and no one is back here with us. Nonetheless, if I were seen, it would not be good. Crazy. But not that crazy. Not if you know what is awaiting you.
"You are such a bad girl." Derek tells me as he grabs my shoulders and spins me around. I feel my back hit the wall hard. I don't care. I like it rough, and any pain that has incurred will be washed out my by hard orgasm that will take me over soon enough.
"I am." I admit. I was submissive coming over here so quickly for him. He isn't the only one that wins in this situation. "Just... Fuck me." I breath throatily as I lean back against the wall. I feel Derek take a firm hold of my leg and pull it up around his waist. i have to admit, a small part of me likes his take charge attitude.
"I hope you're ready." Derek says as he presses against me. I know I am dripping wet and more that ready for his cock to enter my tight pussy. I feel Derek pressing the head of his cock at my entrance, ready to dive right in. "You are so... Tight." Derek groans as he presses his cock deep in my core and smiles. I love it when he looks at me and smiles. That is when I know I am pleasing him.
"Oh... Derek..." I moan as I feel his cock slide in and out gently. His hard muscle is rubbing against every nerve in my womanhood. I can feel every bit if perfection and imperfection as he slides in and out. His velvety head teases my folding leading the way to pure pleasure. "You... You need to make it fast." I groan as I lay my head on his shoulder, by body taking the brunt of his force.
"Yeah- Oh yeah." He grunts. I'm not sure if it is a pleasure grunt, or if it's him agreeing with what I said. He must be agreeing, because I feel that cock begin sliding in and out like greased lightening.
"Oh god... Oh yea... Faster..." I beg as I feel his gliding along, teasing my g-spot. "Oh god! Oh yes... Oh yes!" I gasp as he drives in and out. I know he has to be sweating just as I am. I feel tiny beads of sweat forming on my hairline and the small of my back. I am so ready to be there. I am ready for the thing that only Derek can do so well.
"Oh god, Mer... I'm going to cum... I can't- I- Fuck! Oh fuck!" Derek grunts as he sprays my core with his hot seeds. I can feel his hard cock pulsating and spurting as it sits, nestled in my folds.
"Oh! Oh!" I pant as I feel it coming on. My whole body tightens up. My belly is like a washboard, firm and hard, ready for it all to release. "Oh god!" I grunt as I feel myself fall hard, strong contractions taking me over and mowing me down. My whole body quivers and shakes as I choke Derek's hard member, tensing and releasing. "Oh yes..." I sigh breathlessly as I lay my head on Derek's shoulder. So bad. So very bad.
I can't remember if I told everyone...But I am in school and very busy. I have not abandoned any fics!