Dinner and a Movie
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Category:
Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
4
Views:
15,621
Reviews:
15
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
The Movie
Dinner and a Movie
“Hurry up, we’ll be late again.” I never did understand the jokes about women taking forever to get ready, my husband had been looking for “something special” for about ten minutes before I began to get impatient.
A moment or so later he appeared back in our bedroom with a strange grin and something in his hand. “Are you sure that’s what you want to wear?” I looked down at my clothes, a simple peasant top and a rather long floral print skirt. I didn’t feel like getting dressed up, but I knew that he wanted to go to this particular semi casual place, so I had done my best to pick something appropriate.
He waved the object in his hand in front of my eyes. I felt my cheeks flush as I recognized it, it was a vibrator I had seen in a few Japanese mangas. I used to tease him about getting me one, and I was a bit surprised when I actually saw one available in an online shop. This particular model was only the size as the tip of a finger, and it had a remote control the size of a beeper.
“So, are you sure that’s what you want to wear?” He questioned softly and pressed his lips to mine. I blushed again as I pulled away and began looking through my dresser. My heart fluttered unnaturally in my chest as I produced a short pleated skirt and a silk blouse and showed them to my husband. He began kissing and licking at my lips then and I felt his hands settle on my hips as he began tugging my long skirt down. I kissed his lips forcefully as I stepped out of it and began putting on the shorter skirt before he stopped me again.
“I don’t think you’ll need those.” His eyes traveled to my crotch and I felt my face heat up more as I began sliding my panties down my legs. He nodded in the direction of the bed and so I sat. He knelt between my legs and carefully exposed my clitty and attached the vibrator right on top of it, I don’t think he was able to resist giving my pussy a farewell kiss before he began nibbling on the side of my neck.
“Get dressed, I’ll meet you downstairs.”
I slipped off my top and put on my blouse, as I was slipping one leg into the skirt I felt a soft vibration, which when pressed directly against my clit felt like the most intense shock of pleasure I’d ever felt before. I leaned back and moaned loudly and dropped the skirt. A second later, the vibrations got harder, and then began a staccato rhythm of alternating soft and hard vibrations after each pause. I was still moaning, and now writhing on the bed. Then the vibrations stopped. It took a few moments for me to compose myself, and I shakily began slipping into the skirt and I zipped it up.
He was downstairs just as he promised, holding my jacket. It wasn’t very cool outside, so he didn’t try to put in on me, instead, he pressed his lips to mine roughly and slid his tongue into my mouth as he held me flush against his body. I moaned softly and wrapped my arms around his neck.
“I guess the remote works hm?” His warm hand gradually slid along my thigh and rubbed my bare ass softly. It was all I could do not to turn beet red again as he continued to manipulate my body, but I managed to murmur that we would be late, so he finally stopped and nudged me towards the door.
--
All was quiet under the drive to the theater. He would press soft kisses along my neck at every stop light, but that’s the way it always was when we went out, of course today, it made me much more flustered than usual.
He picked the movie, something poorly directed and with even worse actors. There was few people in the theater, but we still sat in the back. Already my heart was thundering in my chest from the fear that someone might know what we intended, after all, who sits in the back for any other reason? Just the same, my pussy was still getting slick from my excitement of the idea of doing anything in such a public place, but my husband made no move towards me when the lights dimmed.
Twenty minutes into the movie, I noted that the theater was quite dark, the horror film took place mostly in the deep woods and so there wasn’t very much light. It was then that I felt a soft tap on my shoulder, I turned and felt his lips pressed warmly against my ear. His soft whisper tickled my ear, “I want to feel your luscious lips on my cock, my sexy kitten... and I want to feel him probe and squeezed by your tight, wet pussy.” I felt my cheeks flare in embarrassment, but I moaned just the same. I heard the soft sound of him unzipping his pants and in the flickering light from the screen, I saw his cock standing proudly up for inspection, and the small pearl of cum on its tip. The vibrator buzzed to life and I swallowed my moan as I leaned forward over the armrest and began lapping softly at the tip of his cock. I blushed very deeply, knowing that right now, my ass was pitched in the air, my wet pussy available for anyone to see, and I didn’t care enough to stop. I devoured my husband’s cock happily, swirling my tongue around it and suckling on it as if it were the source of life itself. The vibrations kept their gentle pace and before long I felt a moan bubbling up in my throat as I felt my orgasm hurtling forward. He was moaning softly into his hand. He stopped long enough to tug my shirt down so my breasts swung freely as I pumped him quickly in and out of my mouth. My heart thundered loudly in my ears as I felt my pussy almost aching to explode in orgasm, and I knew I was very close and as was normal for me, a large moan was coming with it. I stuffed his cock into my mouth to muffle the sound, his hands were on the back of my head, his breaths were unsteady and he was shaking a bit now. All at once a felt a rush of my juices trickle down my thigh as the explosion of pleasure settled over my happily twitching pussy and seemed to travel along my back and into my nipples as well and the rush of cum down my throat as my husband gripped my hair tightly and pumped gently into my mouth. The soft satisfied moan I expelled anyway luckily enough came when the audience seemed to gasp at once, so it wasn’t as audible. Once the aftershocks had passed, I realized just how exposed I was, and just how public the theater was, so I began dressing again, my heart pounding gently in excitement. He began to fix himself up as well, and he pressed a chaste kiss to my lips before gently dragging me out of the theater, somewhere along the line he turned off the vibrator, but at a certain point, it all felt the same to me.
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Next up: Dinner
“Hurry up, we’ll be late again.” I never did understand the jokes about women taking forever to get ready, my husband had been looking for “something special” for about ten minutes before I began to get impatient.
A moment or so later he appeared back in our bedroom with a strange grin and something in his hand. “Are you sure that’s what you want to wear?” I looked down at my clothes, a simple peasant top and a rather long floral print skirt. I didn’t feel like getting dressed up, but I knew that he wanted to go to this particular semi casual place, so I had done my best to pick something appropriate.
He waved the object in his hand in front of my eyes. I felt my cheeks flush as I recognized it, it was a vibrator I had seen in a few Japanese mangas. I used to tease him about getting me one, and I was a bit surprised when I actually saw one available in an online shop. This particular model was only the size as the tip of a finger, and it had a remote control the size of a beeper.
“So, are you sure that’s what you want to wear?” He questioned softly and pressed his lips to mine. I blushed again as I pulled away and began looking through my dresser. My heart fluttered unnaturally in my chest as I produced a short pleated skirt and a silk blouse and showed them to my husband. He began kissing and licking at my lips then and I felt his hands settle on my hips as he began tugging my long skirt down. I kissed his lips forcefully as I stepped out of it and began putting on the shorter skirt before he stopped me again.
“I don’t think you’ll need those.” His eyes traveled to my crotch and I felt my face heat up more as I began sliding my panties down my legs. He nodded in the direction of the bed and so I sat. He knelt between my legs and carefully exposed my clitty and attached the vibrator right on top of it, I don’t think he was able to resist giving my pussy a farewell kiss before he began nibbling on the side of my neck.
“Get dressed, I’ll meet you downstairs.”
I slipped off my top and put on my blouse, as I was slipping one leg into the skirt I felt a soft vibration, which when pressed directly against my clit felt like the most intense shock of pleasure I’d ever felt before. I leaned back and moaned loudly and dropped the skirt. A second later, the vibrations got harder, and then began a staccato rhythm of alternating soft and hard vibrations after each pause. I was still moaning, and now writhing on the bed. Then the vibrations stopped. It took a few moments for me to compose myself, and I shakily began slipping into the skirt and I zipped it up.
He was downstairs just as he promised, holding my jacket. It wasn’t very cool outside, so he didn’t try to put in on me, instead, he pressed his lips to mine roughly and slid his tongue into my mouth as he held me flush against his body. I moaned softly and wrapped my arms around his neck.
“I guess the remote works hm?” His warm hand gradually slid along my thigh and rubbed my bare ass softly. It was all I could do not to turn beet red again as he continued to manipulate my body, but I managed to murmur that we would be late, so he finally stopped and nudged me towards the door.
--
All was quiet under the drive to the theater. He would press soft kisses along my neck at every stop light, but that’s the way it always was when we went out, of course today, it made me much more flustered than usual.
He picked the movie, something poorly directed and with even worse actors. There was few people in the theater, but we still sat in the back. Already my heart was thundering in my chest from the fear that someone might know what we intended, after all, who sits in the back for any other reason? Just the same, my pussy was still getting slick from my excitement of the idea of doing anything in such a public place, but my husband made no move towards me when the lights dimmed.
Twenty minutes into the movie, I noted that the theater was quite dark, the horror film took place mostly in the deep woods and so there wasn’t very much light. It was then that I felt a soft tap on my shoulder, I turned and felt his lips pressed warmly against my ear. His soft whisper tickled my ear, “I want to feel your luscious lips on my cock, my sexy kitten... and I want to feel him probe and squeezed by your tight, wet pussy.” I felt my cheeks flare in embarrassment, but I moaned just the same. I heard the soft sound of him unzipping his pants and in the flickering light from the screen, I saw his cock standing proudly up for inspection, and the small pearl of cum on its tip. The vibrator buzzed to life and I swallowed my moan as I leaned forward over the armrest and began lapping softly at the tip of his cock. I blushed very deeply, knowing that right now, my ass was pitched in the air, my wet pussy available for anyone to see, and I didn’t care enough to stop. I devoured my husband’s cock happily, swirling my tongue around it and suckling on it as if it were the source of life itself. The vibrations kept their gentle pace and before long I felt a moan bubbling up in my throat as I felt my orgasm hurtling forward. He was moaning softly into his hand. He stopped long enough to tug my shirt down so my breasts swung freely as I pumped him quickly in and out of my mouth. My heart thundered loudly in my ears as I felt my pussy almost aching to explode in orgasm, and I knew I was very close and as was normal for me, a large moan was coming with it. I stuffed his cock into my mouth to muffle the sound, his hands were on the back of my head, his breaths were unsteady and he was shaking a bit now. All at once a felt a rush of my juices trickle down my thigh as the explosion of pleasure settled over my happily twitching pussy and seemed to travel along my back and into my nipples as well and the rush of cum down my throat as my husband gripped my hair tightly and pumped gently into my mouth. The soft satisfied moan I expelled anyway luckily enough came when the audience seemed to gasp at once, so it wasn’t as audible. Once the aftershocks had passed, I realized just how exposed I was, and just how public the theater was, so I began dressing again, my heart pounding gently in excitement. He began to fix himself up as well, and he pressed a chaste kiss to my lips before gently dragging me out of the theater, somewhere along the line he turned off the vibrator, but at a certain point, it all felt the same to me.
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Next up: Dinner