Rihanna's POV:
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I had always been curious about the adult theater on the outskirts of town, but I had never mustered up the courage to go until one fateful night. I was driving home from work when I saw a familiar face in the dimly lit parking lot - it was Bey, a stunning black woman with piercing green eyes and a body that could make any man's head turn.
We had always had a flirtatious relationship, but we had never taken it to the next level. That was about to change.
"Hey, Bey," I said, rolling down my window. "What are you doing here?"
"Just looking for a little excitement," she replied, biting her lower lip. "You want to come in and watch a movie with me?"
I hesitated for a moment before nodding. "Sure, why not?"
We made our way into the theater and found ourselves a secluded row in the back. The movie was already playing, but we were more interested in each other than in the screen. We started making out, our hands exploring each other's bodies.
I could feel her hard nipples through her shirt, and I couldn't help but pinch them gently.
"Oh, yes," she moaned, breaking away from our kiss. "That feels so good."
We continued to make out, our tongues dancing together in a rhythm that was both familiar and exciting. I could feel her hand making its way down my pants, and I let out a sigh of pleasure as she started to rub my dick through my boxers.
"I want to see you," she whispered in my ear. "Take off your clothes."
I did as she asked, stripping down to my bare skin. She followed suit, and soon we were both completely naked.
She straddled me, her pussy wet and ready for me. But before I could enter her, she stopped me.
"Not yet," she said, her voice husky with desire. "First, I want to taste you."
She started by licking my dick from base to tip, her tongue swirling around the head. She took me into her mouth, her lips wrapping tightly around my shaft.
I let out a moan of pleasure as she started to suck, her head bobbing up and down in a steady rhythm.
As she was sucking my dick, I reached out and started to finger her pussy. She was so wet, and I could feel her getting closer and closer to orgasm.
I could tell she was enjoying it when she started to squirt, her juices flowing freely onto my hand.
"Yes, yes, yes," she moaned, her body shuddering with pleasure.
But she wasn't done with me yet. She climbed back onto my lap, her pussy now wetter than ever. She started to ride me, her hips moving in a slow, steady rhythm.
I could feel myself getting closer and closer to orgasm, but I didn't want to cum yet. I wanted to prolong the pleasure for as long as possible.
That's when I noticed Nicki, Bey's best friend, standing in the doorway. She was watching us, her eyes wide with excitement. I nodded my head, inviting her to join us.
She walked over to us, her body just as stunning as Bey's.
She started to kiss Bey, their tongues intertwining in a passionate dance. I could feel Nicki's hand on my dick, stroking me in time with Bey's movements.
I reached out and started to rub Nicki's clit, feeling it swell beneath my fingers.
Bey and Nicki started to scissor, their pussies grinding against each other. I could feel their wetness on my fingers, and I knew they were both close to cumming.
I started to rub their clits faster, harder, and soon they were both moaning in pleasure.
"Yes, yes, yes," they cried out in unison, their bodies shuddering with orgasm.
I couldn't hold back any longer. I let out a moan of pleasure as I came, my cum spurting onto Bey's stomach.
She and Nicki collapsed onto me, their bodies spent and satisfied.
We stayed like that for a few minutes, our bodies entwined in a post-coital bliss. Then, we got dressed and made our way out of the theater, our minds filled with the memories of our passionate encounter.
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Thoughts ?
