It Started With A Story

7

Michael decided to go out to the movies after the park so we walked over to Times Square.

We went to the theater and got seats near the back. He got some popcorn, candy and drinks placing them in the seat and cup holder next to him.

The movie theater wasn't packed but it wasn't empty. The closest people near us were three aisles in front of us. The lights dimmed and the trailers began.

"Take off your dress."

I looked at him in disbelief.

"What!" I whispered.

He just looked at me with a you heard what I said look.

I looked around. It was really dark but what if someone walked past to use the bathroom or someone walked in. If they squinted they'd be able to tell.

"But...but.."

He leaned over to whisper in my ear.

"I want to look at your body so take it off."

His lips grazed my ear then my neck.

"Do it....Do it..."

He whispered it over and over until finally I began pulling the dress up over my legs, my thighs. I lifted my butt pulling the dress up. I pulled it over my belly, my breast then finally over my head. He took my dress from me placing it in the seat farthest away from me.

It was chilly and goosebumps were raised all over my body. He took the box of whoppers he bought and opened it. He took out two and leaned over me.

"Open those legs for me."

I opened them slowly afraid but excited about what was happening.

He took a whopper in between his fingers and brought it to my pussy and pushed it into me. His fingers pushed it deep into me and I inhaled sharply. I shuddered clamping my thighs over his wrist trying to keep his hand in place.

He leaned over kissing my neck and biting me.

"Open Kia."

I almost ignored him knowing he would take his hand from me but I did as he asked. He did remove his fingers but only momentarily to get another whopper and slide it into me with the first one.

I was gripping the armrest of the seat, I was so excited my body was slightly shaking.

The movie had already started but my entire focus was on him. How calm he could be watching the movie with me naked with melting whoopers in my pussy. I couldn't take my eyes off him. Ten minutes in he opened up his drink and removed an ice cube from the cup. I inhaled sharply knowing it was for me.

He turned toward me and smile on his lips and took the ice cube between his fingers and began to slowly oh so slowly rub it around my areola. My nipple could probably cut concrete they were so hard. He did it to the other areola as well. Back and forth over and over until the ice had melted and there was nothing but water droplets falling down my chest.

He leaned over me again and took his pointer and middle finger placing them between my thighs and without warning sliding them into me.

Slowly he removed them and brought them to my lips. The scent of chocolate and my arousal on his fingers. I opened my mouth and licked his fingers holding in a moan as he pushed his fingers over my tongue back and forth cleaning his fingers with my mouth.

He removed his fingers gripping my chin and turning my head so that he could kiss me pushing his tongue into my mouth tasting me throughly. His fingers were pinching my nipples, pulling them and squeezing them. My fingers ached from squeezing the armrest.

He was roughly abusing my mouth with his as he slid his hand down to my pussy and began sliding his fingers over my clit. I sighed and his tongue entered my mouth even more. He gripped my clit between his fingers and began squeezing and rubbing it. Quickly then slowly, I was no longer kissing him to busy trying to remember to breathe. Yet that did not stop him from tasting my mouth and continuing his assult on my sensitive clit.

"Michael? "  I whispered.

He bit my lip.

"Pleas..."

He bit it harder. Shut up he was saying just enjoy it.

And i did.

He seemed to know exactly the moment I would cum because his mouth covered mine entirely muffling my cries as he pushed his fingers into me as I came. I could feel myself squeezing around his fingers. My orgasm was strong and exhilarating and just when I thought it was over his fingers began to savagely pump into me. The orgasm continued going stronger my eyes rolling in my head a small strangled cry escaped even though he continued to kiss me. My thighs were shaking uncontrollably and I couldn't breathe.

His fingers left me and I slowly came down from my orgasmic high. I was slightly slumped in my seat and my legs were still having small tremors. When I found the strength to sit up and look at Michael it was to find him watching the movie as if nothing happened.

I smiled though knowing he was effected though. His forhead had a light sheen to it and his nostrils were flaring no doubt because of the pussy whopper scent surrounding us.

Before long the movie was coming to an end and Michael passed me my maxi dress which I gratefully threw on quickly.

We were walking hand and hand out of the movie theater when I asked him what he thought of it.

"Beautiful"

"Really, you thought paranormal activity was beautiful. "

"I was talking about you."

I smiled and squeezed his hand following him wherever he was taking me.