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DINNER AND A MOVIE

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By Mick J. Carlo To Patty....The Special One. It all starts innocently enough as a date for dinner and a movie. But given our inclination toward incessant mutual teasing in public places(especially restaurants), I knew it would be anything BUT innocent. Of course, you always gain the upper hand in these tests of endurance. You are well aware of the power you hold over me. Winning at these little sexual pranks we play on each other is mere child's play for you. The strategic knowledge you possess over your opponent gives you the advantage every time. Knowing I melt at the very sight of you smoking, especially in public where I can do very little about it, always puts the proverbial 'ball (or in this case; BALLS) in your court.' But I don't mind... I'm a good loser. I look forward to jumping over the net to congratulate the victor by... FUCKING THE LIVING HELL OUT OF HER PUSSY when we're finally alone! We're sitting at our table. We've just ordered our meal. There were a few moments of silence during which we looked deeply into each others eyes. I can only gaze upon your exquisite visage, in complete awe of the sexual beauty it projects. I'm already losing, my cock instantly stiffening under the fabric of my slacks, as I watched you pluck a cigarette from your pack. Even the graceful way you hold the cigarette between your fingers brings a throb to my dick, and pre-cum starts to coat the inside of my pants. In a sexy whisper, you asked me for a light before placing the filter between perfectly painted lips. People are milling about all around us. Waiters are dropping trays...But my attention is riveted to those full lush lips making contact with that lucky filter. My hands are noticeably trembling as I strike the flint and bring the flame to the tip of your cigarette. You steady my hand with your own and draw in the first drag. You know you've won...Even before you exhale the heady cloud into my face, you are aware that the game is in your favor. You decided at that point to tease me almost to a climax. But never intending to bring me off...to put me out of my misery. You drop the hand holding the lipstick-stained cigarette into my lap, and grasp the aching head of my boner through the soaked fabric. "This is too easy." you said as your tight squeezing grip brings a stifled groan from my dry lips. My dick is standing straight up by then. I let out a moan as you begin squeezing and fucking just the bloated head with your hand. Smoke from your cigarette rises up to my face... And I start to feel the explosion fast approaching. At this point, I'm bucking my hips, trying to fuck the cloth covered head of my throbbing boner into your squeezing fist. I'm just about to erupt a huge load of cum through my pants and all over your hand, when suddenly and purposely... you pull your hand away... leaving me to shake and shutter at the edge!! "Later my darling," you said with a wry smile playing upon your smoky lips. "There will be plenty of time for this later, back at our room." I sat there in disbelief, looking into your eyes... Caught between wanting to grab your hand and place it around my jerking prick again, or finishing the job myself! Instead, I calmed myself down and began to concoct a plan to rectify this injustice. Then it all crystallized in my brain! Just like a fortune teller gazing into a crystal ball, the future presented itself to me in unquestionable clarity! The exact same load of hot cum you denied me from blowing off into my pants...That same sticky jit, would end up exploding in fat lines across your sexy face....In the theater...Yes! The dark movie theater! THERE is where vengeance will become mine!............ The theater was crowded as expected. I could hardly contain myself as we made our way into the lobby. The ticket taker ripped our tickets in half and handed them back to us. I suggested getting popcorn before finding our seats. You thought that this was a good idea. So we walked up to the candy concession and I ordered the largest tub available. With tub in hand, I lead the way into the darkened theater. We immediately found seats in the middle of the back row in the smoking section of an upper balcony. (Hey, this is my fantasy. This theater allows smoking, okay?) After side-stepping our way into the row, we sat in our seats and began to get comfortable. Just before you could light your first cigarette, I stopped you. "Ah honey! I forgot." I said in a whining tone. "Soda! I forgot to get us something to drink. Could you be a sweetheart and go get us a large soft drink?" "Sure, I'll be right back. Keep my seat warm." You said as you gave me a sexy peck on the lips, and off you went down the row on your mission of mercy. I put my plan into action as soon as you were out of sight. I removed a small pocket knife from my pants. My cock began to stiffen again as I cut an almost perfect circle in the bottom of the popcorn bucket. Making certain that no one was watching, I quickly unzipped my trousers and pulled my already hardened prick out into the dim light of the theater. I slowly impaled the bucket over my protruding member and into the warm buttery popcorn, coating it completely during the decent. It actually felt rather good. The slippery warmth penetrated my stiff cock. My dick responded by getting even harder and pre-cum began to flow from the piss-slit to mix with the butter. I tried to gain my composure as you side-stepped your way down the row and took your seat beside me again. "I'm back sweetie," you said, "Is Coke okay with you?" "Fine!" I choked, "*Ahem*...Just fine." "Do you mind if I have that cigarette now?" "No. Go ahead." I said, "Although I may not be able to pay attention to the film." "Auh. You're sweet." you chuckled as you placed the filter between your luscious lips and lit the cigarette. Your beautiful exhale, lit by the flickering light from the projector, shown magnificently. It's cloud surrounded us as my cock gave a twitch in the buttery tub. After a drag, you placed your hand in the bucket and fetched a few kernels to eat. Time seem to pass slowly as you sat there smoking sexily and eating. The popcorn level began to drop lower and lower in the bucket...getting closer to the level of the head of my seeping cock. I knew that at any time now, your hand would make contact. It was going to be difficult not to cum with your first touch. My butter coated prick throbbed and twitched so hard, I was afraid it would knock popcorn out of the tub! Finally, your buttery hand reach into the tub again. But instead of your fingers touching popcorn, you gripped my waiting bloated cock head and tried to pull it out. You pulled and pulled, but your hand couldn't dislodge whatever it was! Each slippery tug brought me closer to spurting hot butter of my own! I watched from the corner of my eye as you took a drag from your cigarette and a look of puzzlement creased your lovely face. "What in the world...? You said as you leaned over to get a closer look in the tub. Your lips parted in a gasp as you realized what was happening. "I don't believe you Mick!" you said in a breathless whisper. "Is this because I wouldn't bring you off back at the restaurant?!" I nodded sheepishly, all of a sudden feeling silly for this sick attempt at revenge. But somehow knowing that this would end in my favor! "Okay mister!" You said with an evil, sexy smile on your painted lips. "You've made your bed. Now you're gonna have to lie in it." With that, you plunged your hand all the way to the bottom of the tub. You coated your hand with fresh slippery butter, grabbed the base of my aching boner and began a steady jacking motion up and down it's rigid length. Popcorn started to fall out of the bucket as you jerked off my stiff prick with your buttery grip. During this whole time, you continued smoking and watching the film, occasionally turning to blow smoke into my sweaty face. You soon lost all interest in the film and began to really get into jerking me off inside the bucket of popcorn. Your pulse rate jumped higher with every slick buttery stroke of your hot hand job. My ass squirmed in the seat, and my hips began a herky-jerky movement trying to fuck up into your squeezing, well-greased fist, as a bone shattering orgasm quickly approached. I knew it wouldn't take long since you almost had me shooting off in the restaurant. You were breathing pretty heavy too, knowing I was close. You took a deep drag from your lipstick-coated cigarette and then leaned over to see what was happening. Just as you started to exhale, I gripped the back of your head and coaxed your lips over the bucket to blow your smoke onto my dripping cock head. The cone-shaped exhale blew over my cock and the popcorn before the bucket's shape forced the smoke back into your face. Once done, I pushed your smoky lips onto my buttery dick, impaling your sweet mouth. Your head fluidly moved up and down my stiff throbbing dick until I could take no more. With every hot stroke of your lips, slimey pre-cum mixed with sweet butter to coat your tongue and my balls began to boil. The first hard spurt shot to the back of your throat with such force, you had to pull your mouth off my pulsing prick head in order to swallow. This didn't matter to me...this is what I wanted to see in the first place! I held your head just above the tub as my cock shot another forceful string of jit. It skidded along your cheek and dripped over your dangling earring. Two more fat ropes of hot life-giving sperm exploded against your face! AHHH!! Bullseye!! They slapped in sticky lines across those lush lips that just a minute ago blew teasing smoke over the aching head. My cock reared back and forcefully blew another three ropes of pent-up jit across your nose and other cheek. By this time, my runny cum completely coated your face and was dripping back down into the bucket, all over the popcorn and the squirting head of my prick. Your lips were parted in a perpetual gasp as I cream all over them and all over the rest of your lovely face. Finally, the heavy spurts of jit subsided. My cock pulsed out the dregs to flow over the head in slow rivers and onto the soiled kernels. Your breathing started to return to normal. You lifted your face from over the tub and sat back in the seat. I leaned over and kissed your cummy lips as we both licked the jism and butter from your face. "Game and match," I said with a cocky smile... we both began to laugh. During this whole experience, I kept a watchful eye on the movie goers in front of us. We had taken seats in the top row of the balcony. So there was no one behind us to worry about. There were many empty seats along side of us. The people who were in our row were too far away to notice this steamy scene unfolding. Too bad...It was better than the movie!...

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