My name is David and my girlfriend Samantha is a bit of a nympho. She is constantly trying to push the limits. Now though, I had recently gotten her to do something she swore she would never do... anal, and it turned out she loved it. After that, I decided to push her and see what her limits were, since she liked to test mine.
Samantha had been asking to go to the movies, so that night we went to the local movie theater on the edge of town. There was some horror film out that was supposed to be good. I hate horror films but I love any opportunity to please her. I had my own ideas for the evening anyway since I had no intention of watching the movie. When we arrived at the theater I parked off to the side next to the employee parking.
"Why are we parking all the way over here?" she complained.
"Because, like always, if I park here I don't have to worry about door dings or assholes that can't park or drive. Besides it's not like I parked in the very back of the lot. So let's just get inside so we can see who gets hacked up first. My money is on the cute blonde with the nice rack."
Samantha stopped and gave me a look. "So you prefer blondes?"
I smiled. "Absolutely not!" At that she smiled. I continued, "You know I love my ginger." Now she was glaring.
"I'm not a ginger," she grumbled. She had long wavy dark red hair that went to the middle of her back and very pale skin. The slightest hint of sun and she would turn red as a lobster, and she knew it, and she hated it. "You are gonna pay for that. Now get in the theater before I decide to beat you here and now."
I laughed as I followed her in. That night the girl selling the tickets was a tall blonde probably 17 or 18 with what was probably a very nice large rack when it wasn't covered up by the stupid shirts all the employees wore. Samantha glared at us both while the girl looked confused as I got the tickets.
Now normally I would never waste the money on popcorn and a drink but I figured they would help with my plan so I made the purchase. The entrance to the theater was at the front near the screen. I led her to near the back and hoped no one would sit too close. I didn't figure too many people would be at the show since it was like the third week of the release. We made small chatter as we watched the coming attractions. I scanned the room. There were maybe a dozen or so other people watching the movie, all scattered and none too near us.
A few minutes into the movie, Samantha finally asked, "Why are you being so weird?"
"I'm not being weird," I whispered back.
"Yeah you are. You never get popcorn and I usually have to beg for a soda and you always want to sit near the middle for better viewing and sound, and you keep looking around. You're up to something."
Well so much for being subtle, I thought. I leaned in to kiss her and also slid my hand across her chest. She had worn a low cut shirt showing off her ample cleavage. Before she could protest I slid my hand down and pinched near where I thought her nipple might be. She broke off the kiss and gasped. Bingo!
She quickly pushed my hands away and looked around. "Stop it, David!" she whispered. "You're gonna get us in trouble. Now I'm trying to watch the movie. Behave!"
I smiled and winked at her. As many times as we have had sex, screwed, fucked, and made love I have been over every inch of her body, and I know how to get her to respond. But now she was on alert and I had to be more subtle.
I handed her the popcorn so as to occupy her hands. I leaned in, put one arm around her shoulder and stroked her arm and the other hand on her knee. She had worn a skirt that went maybe mid way down her thighs. She eyed me suspiciously and went back to the movie.
I slowly worked my way up her leg with one had and began to trace along her collar bone with the other. She stared at the screen but I saw that she had started to breathe a little harder. I stared down her shirt and watched her massive perfect 38 DDD tits move with each breathe. There was now a noticeable bulge as my cock strained against my pants. I also felt a wet spot as precum was already starting to leak out.
Samantha turned, looked at me and opened her mouth as if to speak and at that moment I struck. I kissed her hard and deep. My right hand that had been on her thigh I now slid up her skirt. Instead of going for the prize, she had a spot at the crease of her leg that was really sensitive when rubbed, and that was where I struck. She gasped between kisses, "We should stop."
"So stop," I replied and before I withdrew my hand from under her skirt I brushed over her wet panties, along her pussy lips, and gave her clit a little squeeze. I quickly scanned around to make sure no one was paying attention to us and unzipped my pants. My cock relished the freedom and glistened with precum in the lighting. "Put it away if you want me to stop," I mocked her.
She reached down and with the tip of her finger dabbed the precum and brought it to her mouth. She then began to jerk me off. I reached under her skirt and pulled her panties aside and began to finger her. We both knew how she normally liked to be loud but she bit her lip hard to stifle any noise. I couldn't believe how wet she was. Her pussy was starting to spasm signalling an impending orgasm. Suddenly with both hands she grasped my wrist hard and pushed my hand away from her.
"Not here," she hissed. She was shaking but took a few deep breaths. "I will definitely squirt this time and that will soak my skirt which is already pretty damp. Not to mention run down my legs and everyone will see and smell as we walk out of here."
I had been so close to cumming with her. "Then what do you suggest?" I asked in desperation.
"Let's leave now, go home, and fuck me 'til you pass out," she stated. I nodded and we straightened our clothes, stood up and quickly left with the movie barely half over. As we exited to the lobby several staff saw us leaving. I wondered what it was they were seeing as they watched us. I was praying no one noticed my raging hard-on or the slightly discolored damp spot on the back of Samantha's skirt, luckily it was a dark fabric and the lobby wasn't well lit.
We were both flushed and breathing hard as we practically ran out. One of the workers, the tall blonde that had sold us the tickets on our way in, called out to us, "Hey! You two okay? Is everything alright?" she asked.
Samantha responded without looking at her or breaking stride, "Yeah we're good. It just wasn't our kind of movie." She raced ahead of me and shot out the door.
I looked back and noticed the girl had started in our direction. "She forgot she doesn't like horror movies," I said and hoped that would be the end of it. I caught up to Samantha and put my arm around her. She turned and kissed me and rubbed me through my pants. I stayed with her to the door of the car.
"Open the damn doors and let's get the fuck out of here," she practically yelled.
I pushed her up against the door and kissed her hard. My hands moved up and down her body grabbing her tits, caressing her ass, as I kissed her. I didn't want to wait. I wanted her now.
"Please we need to go," she pleaded. I took another look around. I didn't see anyone else out in the parking lot. Where we were in the lot was fairly concealed. We were on the edge of the lot next to an empty field. There was a tree that kinda blocked the light from lamppost and we were between my car and a large truck. The truck blocked the direct view from the theater and the main part of the parking lot. I decided there was enough privacy here. I quickly slid down her body and also pulled her panties down to her ankles. I licked at her clit as I started to finger her.
She gasped and cried out, "No no no no... please you have to stop." Though her words told me no, she made no attempt to stop me and stepped out of her panties to spread her legs and leaned back on the hood. She grabbed my hair and pushed my head hard into her. She was getting close. She doesn't always squirt and usually even when she does it's only a little. But this time was different.
As she leaned back on the hood, I put her legs over my shoulders and she squeezed my head between her thighs. She had a death grip on my hair. I kept darting my tongue in and out of her opening and sucking her clit. I was swirling my tongue in circles around and around. I felt her pussy lips begin to spasm which signaled she was about to orgasm. She shouted and if anyone was around they definitely heard. "Oh fuck! Oh, God!...I'm gonna cum so hard! FUCK! I'M CUMMING!" And with that she let off the biggest gusher ever. The way she was latched around my head I thought I was going to drown. Her sweet pussy juice ran all over my face and down my chest.
She shook as I pulled away. "I'm gonna fuck you so hard," I said and I dropped my pants. She turned around and bent over the hood. I lifted her skirt and easy slid my rock hard cock deep inside. I rammed into her as I told her what I thought of this display. "I always knew you were a dirty slut! Look at you! Bent over the hood in a parking lot while you get fucked. And anyone could see you, at any point." Dirty talk always turned her on and with that she cried out as she came again. I pushed her down hard against the car. Then I grabbed a hand full of her hair with my right hand and put my left on her throat and squeezed.
"Take that dick, you slut!" I told her. "Take it! And when we get home I'm gonna fuck your ass! Would you like that, whore? Answer me!"
"Yes," she barely managed to get out since I was squeezing her throat. "Yes please, I love being a whore for you. I love your cock in me. Fuck me! Cum for me!"
I didn't know how I managed to last this long but at that point I was on the edge. I pounded her as hard as I could. We were both building up to an intense orgasm. And finally I shot my load deep inside her. As I came and gave my last pumps, Samantha reached down between her legs and gave her clit one final rub and again exploded. I collapsed on top of her. We were both panting and shaking.
Samantha turned her head and kissed me. "I can't believe I just let you fuck me in a parking lot," she said with a smile. We both shuddered as I pulled out and began to back away.
"Hey, my original plan was a hand job or blowjob during the movie," I replied. "And at least we didn't get caught."
At that moment I heard something and we both turned to look froze.
Standing there, at the back of the truck, staring at us was the blonde girl from the theater. She quickly pulled her hand out from her pants. "Sorry, I thought something was wrong and followed you," she stammered. "I shouldn't have done that or..." she trailed off. She was ten shades of red and her fingers were glistening as she wiped them on her pants. "Sorry," she said one last time as she ran away.
I wasn't sure who was more embarrassed, her or us. Samantha and I quickly got up, got in the car, and left in our cum soaked clothes. She left behind her panties. Maybe the girl found them later, maybe not.The adventures continue. If you like please comment and let me know. I may share more.
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