Movie Theatre Fun

It was a nice breezy Sunday night and my beloved suggested we go see a movie that had just been released.

I changed into leggings, big woolen coat and of course, my ugg boots. We Aussies practically live in them during winter.

My man wore his light hoodie, skinny jeans and a backwards cap. Whenever he wears it, it reminds me of how we used to hang out casually before marriage. We would always laugh at how casual we looked compared to dressing up neatly for Sabbath service every Saturday morning. (We’re Seventh-Day Adventists, in case anyone wondered.)

We bought our tickets and popcorn then headed into the theater. For a popular movie, barely anyone was in there. So we decided to pick a seat closer to the screen, away from the other couples and the rowdy teens sitting in the back.

He held my hand, giving me a peck on the cheek as the lights dimmed and the movie started. It was action-packed and humerous at the start.

“Funny,” I thought to myself. “It’s been an hour and no sign of a…..oh wait.”

You guessed it. A sex scene.

Now, I don’t mind racy love scenes here and there. This one, though, was intense.

Through my peripheral vision, I saw my hubby slightly shift in his seat. Then he turned toward me. Like he knew what I was thinking, he leaned in.  

“We can do this when we get home,” he whispered.

I gave him a cheeky smile and we turned back to the screen.

Then a thought occurred to me. I didn’t want to wait until we got home. Nope. Not gonna wait.

Without taking my eyes off the front, I grabbed my husband’s crotch and began rubbing through his jeans.

It didn’t even take a second for his bulge to get bigger.

“Baby!” He whispered sharply as he grabbed my wrist. “What are you doing?!”

I didn’t answer. Just my seductive side glance told him all he needed to know. I unzipped his fly and let his member out.

He quickly turned his head around to see if anyone had noticed. No, no one had. They were all absorbed in the sex scene on the screen.

But I was getting absorbed in our own. I stroked him up and down gently, feeling his dick pulsate and grow in my hand.

His pre-cum began running down onto my fingers.

“Baaabe…” He moaned. I grabbed him tight, and with my other hand I brought my finger to my lips.

“Shhhhhhh,” is all I said. I continued to stroke his now erect and stiff cock. 

As I ran my fingernails along his dick he twitched a little in his chair. Gosh, how it makes him move.

I gripped him tighter and tugged on his cock faster. I heard his breathing getting heavier. He no longer cared about who was around, and neither did I.

I mouthed, “Cum for me.”

His panted heavily and tried his best to keep quiet. “Its gonna go everywhere, baby… I can’t–“

“Don’t worry,” I assured him.

With a few more strokes, I quickly leaned down into his lap and took his gorgeous thick member in my mouth. Mmmmmm, yes!

Seconds later his cum exploded down my throat. I love how he tastes. So salty and sweet at the same time. Mmmm, nothing compares to it.

I sucked him dry and tucked his member back into his jeans. Licking my lips, I turned to see him staring at me. I gave him a shady smile and a look that questioned him.

“You never cease to amaze me!” He grabbed my face and gave me a sweet kiss.

I simply replied, “I love you. But you’re missing the movie, babe.”