'All I want is to see the movie. Leave me alone.'
'I'll make it a lot better for you, honey. I'll play with your dick and balls while you watch it, then when you want me to I'll give you a good blow job.'
'I don't want a whore. Get away from me and stay away!'
'Looking for a good-time girl? They don't know how to do shit, man.'
Ted jerked his arm away from her grasp and walked down the aisle, moving slowly in the darkness. His eyes were more accustomed to the dark now and he could see the shadows of other people in the theater. They seemed to be scattered far apart in singles and couples.
He sat down and looked at the screen. It was an action scene of a man fucking a woman who was crouching in front of him on her hands and knees. But it was something less than convincing; they were uttering groans and their faces were twisted, but he could see the man's cock swinging loosely between his thighs when the camera swung too far back.
A muffled noise from two or three rows in front of him caught his attention. A man was sitting with a woman on his lap, and she was moving slowly up and down as he sprawled back in his seat, moaning.
The woman was wildly fucking her partner right there in the theater. The real thing held more fascination for Ted than the scene up on the screen. He watched them, as the woman continued her motion for several minutes, gradually moving up and down with a more rapid pace as he put his hands under her arms, guiding her movements. Finally he held her still, her hips a few inches from his lap, and he moved with a rapid, lurching movement, driving his cock into her. He reached a climax with a fluffy of motion, then he collapsed in the seat with a gasping moan. The woman relaxed on top of him, lying back on him and putting her head on his shoulder as she turned her face toward his. They kissed and murmured to each other in quiet whispers.
The whole thing unnerved Ted and he felt his cock begin to swell in his pants. Then he felt movement in the seat beside him. The fragrant odor of an expensive perfume filled his nostrils.
The collar of her fur coat was up around her face, partially concealing it, but he could see part of her features as she looked toward the screen. She wasn't young, perhaps thirty, and completely out of place in the cheap adult movie theater. The coat was expensive, and the meticulous arrangement of her short hair was obviously the work of a beautician. Everything about her seemed affluent. Ted didn't move, waiting to see what the woman was going to do.
Her arm slowly slid onto the armrest between their seats, and her hand brushed against his.
Ted lightly laid his hand on top of hers, and she responded by curling her fingers around his, squeezing tightly. Her face was still neutral in expression and turned toward the screen.
Ted pulled her hand toward his lap. It came freely, without resistance, and she squeezed his cock and balls. It seemed as though her hand had a life of its own, massaging his cock and balls through the fabric of his trousers, then moved upward to fumble for the zipper.
Oh, my God, Ted thought, she's really going to do it! But not here, in a cheap, dirty theater. It wouldn't be much better than the whore!
But a thrill of anticipation raced through him as he pushed her hand to the side and pulled his zipper down. Her hand slid into the front of his pants and found his cock. His dick jumped to life and tiny chills quivered through his thighs.
She wrapped her fingers around his meat and pulled it out through the opening. Ted gasped faintly and put his arm around her as she kneaded and caressed his dick.
'Help me,' she whispered as she took her hand from his prick and started shrugging from her coat.
He held the shoulders for her as she pulled her arms from it, then she pushed it back into to the seat and rested against him, feeling for his cock. Her fingers poisoned around it, stroking up and down its swollen shaft.
Ted put his arm around the strange woman, feeling her soft, warm flesh through the clinging dress she wore. 'Would you like to go somewhere?' he said, putting his lips close to her ear. 'We could get a room.'
She didn't look up as she slowly shook her head.
'Have to get back home… husband will be in, find I'm gone… can't stay long.'
'But there's not much we can do here, like this.'
She turned her face and smiled at him. She was indeed beautiful, with smooth features enhanced to perfection by her makeup. But more than that, Ted saw the lust in her eyes. They shone like deep pools with the joy of what she was doing and the anticipation of what she was going to do.
Her hands moved to the back of her dress, and she pulled the zipper down to her waist and fumbled with the hook on her bra. The flimsy garment came loose, and she pulled her dress away from her as she lifted one of his hands and slid it down the front of her dress, pressing it to one of her naked tits.
Ted cupped her breast in his hand, squeezing and feeling it, and a warm cloud of mounting sensual excitement spread over him as she leaned forward.
Her head was against his belly and Ted could feel her hot breath on the head of his cock. She took his throbbing meat in both hands and began stroking it up and down. His huge shaft swelled immediately to it's full, incredible size.
'My God,' the woman whispered, 'this is the biggest cock I've ever felt!'
He leaned down to her ear. 'It would feel fantastic in your pussy.'
'Can't,' she mumbled, 'even though I'd love to!'
She dug back in his pants for his balls. Ted unfastened his belt and slid his pants down to his knees. She eagerly cupped his balls in one hand and squeezed them firmly as she stroked his huge cock with her other hand.
Ted moved his hand to her other tit, loving the velvet feel of the mound of flesh in his palm. His breath came in quick gasps, her playing with his cock and balls gradually working him toward a state of frenzied sexual excitement. He could feel her lips touch his cock.
He became absolutely motionless in the seat, holding his breath as every muscle in his body tensed with anticipation. Then her full, soft lips were kissing the bulbous head of his prick. The sensation was fantastic, and his breath came in hoarse gasps as he raised his hips off the seat, pushing his cock toward her mouth.
He could feel the dampness of the tip of her tongue against the head, then the warm pressure of her lips were against it again, kissing it. Her hands continued to massage his balls and the thick, throbbing shaft of his cock as she kissed the head of it. Ted could hardly bear the anticipation of feeling his cock in her hot, damp mouth.
Then he could wait no longer. He wriggled his hand out of the front of her dress and took her head between his hands. Carefully, he curled his fingers in her hair and forced her head down, down over his bloated prick.
'Suck it, baby, suck it,' he whispered hoarsely. Every muscle in his body quivered with tension as his cock slid easily between her soft lips and into the liquid warmth of her mouth.
'Owwww, yes, yes,' he hissed, 'take more, more! Take the whole fucking joint down your throat!'
He pressed her head down harder and lifted his hips from the cushion as the thick shaft of his cockmeat was at the back of her throat. She gagged, her mouth stuffed with the swollen shaft.
She remained passive and unmoving as he slid his cock into her, then when the head of it touched the back of her throat she squeezed his balls with a pressure that was just short of painful. She tightened her mouth around his cock, pressing it between her tongue and the roof of her mouth.
Ted took his hands away from her face and put one arm around her slender back, feeling the soft skin, then easing his other hand down the front of her dress again to feel her tits. He glanced briefly up at the movie screen, but what was happening to him was far more bizarre and erotic, and he quickly returned his attention, to the strange woman in his lap.
She held the base of his cock with one hand and continued squeezing his balls firmly with the other as she moved her head slightly from side to side, sucking hungrily on his big dick. Then she slowly pulled her head back up, letting his meat slide from her mouth a fraction of an inch at a time. She wrapped her tongue around the head and lapped at it damply as it slid from her mouth.
She stiffened her tongue and drove the tip of it into tile tiny slit at the tip. Then she stuck her tongue far out and wrapped it wound the head of his cock again, laying it wanly with her saliva. His prick was quivering and jerking wildly; she kissed around the head, then opened her mouth wide again, taking it between her lips. Then she pushed her head down until it was once more at the back of her throat.
