I’m standing just outside the theater playing the movie we’ve agreed to see together when I see you enter the building with some friends, all of you laughing at some joke or amusement from outside.

I take a sip from my drink and move inside to the darker room and start counting rows as I walk up towards the back, finally easing into the seats I arranged for us. There are only a handful of other people here for this film, so it won’t be hard to find me anyway.

You and your friends enter a short time later, the lights already dimmed and trailers playing. I see all of you pause and huddle together. Then three shapes break off and move to some seats in the middle, while your silhouette climbs the same steps I did and slip into the seat next to me.

We smile at each other, both of us a bit nervous and excited at this first meeting. I lean in and kiss your cheek, one hand resting on your exposed shoulder, the other on your knee. You turn your face towards mine, and I brush your lips with mine before leaning back into my seat, my eyes still on your face as you blush and smile.

If anything, your show of anxiety emboldens me, and I take one of your hands and place it on my thigh. Your mouth opens in protest and I feel you about to pull back, but I stay firm and hold it there. You look at me, faintly smile, and relax. I lift my hand off yours, and brush against the hem of your short dress as I mirror your hand placement and relish the feel of your soft, smooth skin beneath my fingers.

We sit like this for a while. Our hands exploring the other’s thighs, teasing anything higher up. Looking at each other. I’ve completely forgotten that there’s even a movie playing, and you seem similarly distracted.

With no real preamble, I slide my hand up higher until I’m well under your hemline and I can feel your excited heat. Your legs spread open for me and my fingers immediately find your panty covered pussy. You let out a small gasp as I slip my finders inside and begin to explore your lips. I’m amazed at your wetness and how slippery you are. I slid upwards to find your clitoris and begin lightly pinching it between two fingers whilst a third rubs you gently. I look at your face, and you’ve closed your eyes and leaned your head back to rest on the seat while you enjoy the sensations of a man touching you for the first time. The hand you had oon my thigh now hangs limply as all your concentration is in relishing what I’m doing to your body.

I twist in my seat so I’m kneeling over you and better able to move the hand pleasuring you and use my other to caress the rest of your body. I brush against your nipples as I feel your small, pert breasts. My palm follows the curves of your body down until I can slip it around your hips and reach under your to grope at your perfect ass and pull your harder into the fingers that are still working on your cunt.

Soon enough, the stimulation causes your body to twitch against me and your hip thrust up against my fingers as I increase the speed and intensity of my touch and your mouth opens up as if to scream. I cover it with mine and we share a deep, passionate kiss as your orgasm hits you. I ride it with you, timing my probes and rubs with the movement of your hips creating a feedback that prolongs the sensations.

Almost too quickly, you pull back as you come off your orgasmic high and become too sensitive to continue. I gently remove my hand from your panties and use my other to help ease you into an upright sitting position - your thrashing having contorted your body into a posture that wouldn’t be comfortable for long.

I withdraw and sit in my seat as your eyes flutter, your mind finally coming back to reality. I smell your virginal musk on my fingers and lick the thick juices off.

We both rest for a few minutes. Your legs still splayed open and your hips wiggling side to side every few beats as you both cool off and replay in your head what just happened. I watch this happen, smiling at how satiated you are.

Suddenly, your eyes open and lock on mine, and a mischievous grin comes to your face. You sit up straight and furtively look around the dark theater. You nod to yourself, then twist back to me, your hands immediately going to me crotch where you find my hardness straining against my trousers. Your fingers fumble in the dark as you try to unfasten things. I reach to help and you just look at me and shake your head. I take the hint and lean back, leaving your to your own devices.

After a short struggle, you free my cock. You stop for a moment, taking in the sight. Your hands begin to explore, feeling the hard, warm, and throbbing shape before you. I watch as your face is locked in an expression of mixed fascination and excitement. You trace the shaft with your fingertips, and feel all around the tip. You start in surprise as you feel the wetness leaking from the end, which you immediately lift to your nose to smell before looking into my eyes as you taste the precum.

Your attention soon returns to the penis before you, and you begin to softly stroke me. I ease me hand back down, and place it over yours, guiding you in how to grip and pace things. After a few moments, I leave you to it and you find a good rhythm. Both of your tiny hands are working together at first, but then you dip one lower to feel my balls. You heft them lightly, and you feel my cock twitch and harden even more at this added stimulation.

As your stroking and fondling continues, you feel my arm wrap around your body and pull you closer. Now it is my turn to start thrusting my hips and gasping for air as you push me to the edge of orgasm.

Just before I’m about to cum, my breathing catches and you look at my face. You smile, knowing the effect you’re having on my and anticipating what is about to happen. Before I orgasm, I pull your hand from my balls and place it over my cockhead, just in time for you to feel my cum hitting your palm as I explode. You keep stroking and several blasts of semen splash against both your hands. I reach to stop your stroking, the sensitivity now being too much for me to bear.

I collapse back into my seat, not even realizing how tensed up I’d been in the last few moments. You turn one hand over and bring it to your face, again smelling the fluid pooled there. As I watch, you begin to lap it up, smiling at me as you slurp up my cum and clean your fingers completely. You move onto your other hand and continue to greedily take in every drop you can get, taking pride not just in the work you’ve done by in the pleasure you’ve given me. Once your hands are clean, you bend your head down and lick and suck up what remains on me, tasting my cock for the first time in the process.

Once I’m clean, you sit up. I lean into you and whisper “Good girl.” and you respond with a soft “Thank you, sir”. We spend a few moments getting ourselves together. I kiss you again, this time a softer, less urgent one that lasts a long time. I pull back, and you smile at me one last time.

You turn away quickly and walk down to the row your friends are in and join them. I look at my watch and realize the movie has only been playing for about half an hour so far, but I’m not interested in staying for more of it. I make my way out of the theater, hearing some soft giggles as I pass you and your friends. I turn to look at you before stepping outside, and all of your are looking back my way. I can clearly see all of you in the light of the theater, but realize that I’m hard to make out due to the lighting. Your smile seems so bright just then, and I walk out the door.

I leave the building looking forward to the next time we meet.