Theatre Date

We were both so worked up it didn’t take all that long. The thick veins in his cock stood out, his flesh hardened and throbbed, I felt his cock pulse, then he was flooding my cleavage with stream after stream of gooey, hot come. Some of it spurted up onto my face, my lips. The rest melted down between my tits and trickled over my sides, tickling as it went. What a mess! I was slipperier than the buttered popcorn.

He grabbed the cold, wet napkins from his drink and helped me clean up a little, but we were both chuckling, and in the process he couldn’t help but warm me up with a few hot kisses.

I was sorry to miss the last part of the movie, but we decided discretion was the better part of valor, and retired to the car, where I’d only driven about five miles – just far enough to get us out of town – before he started teasing me again, his hand on my thigh creeping closer and closer to my cock.

By the time we got back to my place, we were climbing the walls again. We piled into bed and he flung my legs over his shoulder, fucked me like a champion while I stared up at his movie-star features and talked so dirty to him that I swear he started to twitch.

We both came together that time – delicious and delightful, his hard cock pumping another creamy load into my ass as I gushed between our sweaty bodies – and we lay in a tangle in the sweaty sheets, grinning in contentment.

The best part is that he’s coming over again next Friday. We’re renting the movie we missed watching all the way through. I have a hunch it’s going to be rather tragic. But that’s okay. With Kev around, I’m guaranteed a happy ending!