We had a date for Sunday afternoon at the movies. I arrived promptly at 2:30 and she met me at the door, wearing a flirty little skirt with matching blouse and tank top.

“Nice outfit.” I looked her up and down. The skirt was short, and I lifted it up to check out her panties. Good, she was wearing the little pink bikinis. Hooking my finger into the neck of the tank top, I could see her boobs easily. Plenty of room to feel her up; in fact the whole outfit was designed for easy access. Just like girls wear on a real date.

I grinned. “Are you ready for this?”

She smiled back. “I think so…”

We drove in silence to the theater. It was our first time out together in public, but we were pretty much at ease with each other. After all, we’d been fuck-buddies for a few months now, and didn’t feel much need for irrelevant conversation.

Inside the lobby, she rolled her eyes when I insisted on buying popcorn and a couple of drinks. Hey, this is what people do on a real movie date. We made our way into the theatre and I led us to the middle seats in a middle row.

“I thought we’d sit in the back row,” she whispered. “Isn’t that the necking section?”

“Uh, uh. It’ll be more fun down here.”

We settled in, popcorn on the chair arm between us, and I casually draped my right arm around her shoulders. When the lights dimmed down for the previews, I leaned over to kiss her. It felt a little odd, since we hardly ever kissed mouth on mouth. But as my tongue slid in, it felt pretty good. Soon she was responding and our tongues danced a little dance. I plunged my tongue deeper, reaching for the back of her throat and wow, it was suggestive of other things that could go down there. No wonder people called this foreplay.

I pulled back with a sigh as the screen blared with trumpets for the main feature, a thriller action film. The lights dimmed further, and I looked around at the rest of the audience. She’d insisted on an adult film so there wouldn’t be any families with kids. There were some teen-age boys catty-corner behind us, a single guy at the end of our row on the left, and a middle-aged couple down the row on our right. Other people were scattered around, but they probably wouldn’t be able to see us.

Good enough. I pulled her shoulders closer so I could drape my hand down lower. A little wriggling and my fingers wrapped over her tit. I casually munched on the popcorn with my left hand, while my right hand massaged and tweaked her nipple to hardness. We both stared at the screen and I could hear her breathing deepen. She leaned over to suck on the straw of her drink, so my hand could play with her whole tit. I saw the middle-aged man on our right glance over at us, and suppressed a grin.

Abandoning the popcorn, I put my hand on her bare thigh below the skirt, then slowly moved it under. As my fingers started stroking the inside of her thigh, she parted her legs slightly. Very slowly, my hand crept upward until I could brush a finger against the crotch of her panties. Were they damp already? I teased her with my forefinger until I was sure. When I wormed my finger under the elastic, she caught her breath and pushed down a little.

It was awkward from this angle, but I worked my finger around her pussy, running it lightly up and down her gash, spreading her lube juice around. Her eyes were fixed on the screen, but open a little wider than usual.

Now to get those panties down. Pulling out of her crotch, I hooked two fingers at the top elastic and eased it down as much as I could. I tweaked the string on either hip a bit at a time, and she lifted up so I could get the whole thing down below her butt.

Well, her skirt was pretty rucked up by the activity, and we’d caught the sidelong glance of the single guy on my left. I pulled her panties down below her knees and removed my hand. She took a quick glance at me and I just smiled.

“Anticipation, remember?” I whispered. I took a few more bites of popcorn so I’d have an excuse to lick the combined saltiness off my fingers. I resumed groping the little boob in my right hand, and she started swinging her knees together, then out, then together again. Teasing slut, she was really getting into this.

With only a little reluctance, I took my arm off her shoulder and slid my hand under the armrest between us. I pulled the skirt out from under her ass to get some room and reached over to clutch that eager pussy with my whole hand. I squeezed it hard and rhythmically as she smothered a gasp. Her knees were wide out now, the panties slung between them pulled tight.

There was a big car chase on the screen right now, and I resolved to keep this up until it finished. I pressed the heel of my hand on her mound and squeezed her soft cunt while it got wetter and squishier. Finally, one of the cars crashed into an underpass and I shoved two fingers into her slot. We both stifled our groans. She was so wet and so tight. I curled my fingers in and out slowly, and she sucked me in eagerly each time. When she started pumping her hips subtly, I heard the kids behind us shift seats and wondered what they were seeing.

I kept it slow for a long time and looked around to check our audience. The middle-aged man was watching steadily out of the corner of his eye. He was holding his wife’s hand and I wondered if he was squeezing it to our rhythm.

I leaned over and whispered, “Kick off your panties.”

Her breathing was erratic by now, and she held it for a minute. Pressing her knees together, she let the panties slide down to her ankles, then somehow unwrapped them and shoved them under the seat in front. With no subtlety whatsoever, she planted her feet flat on the floor, wide apart. Easy access indeed.

I obliged by increasing the speed and depth of my finger-fucking, and watched as she pressed her feet harder against the floor. Her legs were tensing up and she was getting ready to cum in front of all and sundry. It was really hot to watch her, so I delayed touching her clit until I was almost sweating myself. Then I pressed my thumb hard on the swollen thing and she exploded into my hand.

Her teeth were clenched and her neck stiff as she fought to keep silent. I could see the tremors running up and down her bare legs and feel the pulsing of her pussy as the rush ran through her. My cock whimpered in loneliness, but man, I did love to watch her cum.

When she finally relaxed, I squeezed her wet cunt one last time and withdrew my hand. It was sticky and wet, so I swiped it on her skirt, then used up two good napkins. Then I leaned over and kissed her again, exploring her mouth with my tongue. This was kind of all right.

I held her hand quietly for the rest of the movie, but I don’t think either of us paid much attention to it. My hard-on slowly subsided to comfort level, but I’d have to wait til later to take care of him.

We sat dumbly through the closing credits until the lights went on, then stood up to stretch. She started fishing with her foot under the seat for her panties, but I stopped her.

“Leave them there," I said. “Let the usher wonder what happened here.”

She actually blushed, and I laughed.

We held hands on the way out.

“Was that fun or what?” I asked. This time she just giggled.

As we worked our way to my car, I saw that the back of her skirt had a big wet stain. What a great cunt this girl had. My cock started to rise again as I thought about what we’d just done.

I turned to her once we were in the car and took her hand to lay it on my hard-on.

“Look what you’ve done to me,” I said. “What are you going to do about it?”

She massaged my rod through my jeans. “I can take care of this when we get home,” she said with a smile.

“I can’t drive with a hard-on,” I answered. “Why don’t you take care of me now?”

Her eyes went wide. “We’re in a public parking lot.”

I unzipped my fly.

“With empty cars parked all around? I can’t drive with a hard-on. It might break off on the steering wheel.”

She eyed my eager dick as I fished it out, but shook her head.

“Go down on me,” I whispered.

“Here?” she squeaked.

“Here,” I said firmly. “Come over here and suck me off. You’ll be down below the dashboard.”

I stroked myself slowly and smiled at her. “You can do it. Come over here and get me off.”

I knew she was going to give in, so I pulled her head down into my lap. With only a show of reluctance, she sucked the head into her warm soft mouth and I groaned. “Damn, that’s good.”

She nestled her butt down and went to work, rimming the nozzle with her lips and tongue. I clutched her hair and pulled her head forward so I sunk deeper into the warmth. Some footsteps went by and she tried to pull away.

“They can’t see us, babe, they’re just passing behind us.” I pulled her head down again and shoved myself into her mouth. She closed her eyes again and grabbed my rod with her sheathed teeth, sliding up and down. Soon she got pretty enthusiastic and didn’t hear the footsteps that paused by the window. A teenage boy was gawking at us and I just grinned at him.

She shifted a little and sucked my shaft in even deeper. Her blow-jobs were definitely improving. When I started bucking up into her, she just moved forward again to open her throat to my pounding nozzle. I opened my eyes to watch my cock sliding in and out, in and out of her wet mouth. Her butt was up in the air now and I slid my hands under her skirt to clutch her hot little cheeks.

Damn, there was a guy leaning against the car next to us, watching the show. I winked at him and stroked her ass to give him a thrill.

But my attention quickly returned to a particularly strong suck on my cock and I started pumping harder against the back of her throat.

I clutched her head again. I was getting ready to explode and I wanted to do it in her mouth.

“Swallow it this time,” I whispered. “Swallow my cum.”

She gave a little whimper, but I kept her head pulled down on me.

“I don’t want to stain my pants. You can do it, baby, you’ll love it.”

Suddenly I was spurting into her, and I held her down while I thrust hard into her mouth. She gurgled a little, but gulped it down and it felt so good to have her mouth so warm and wet around me. I stroked her back and whispered, “Ah, nice, that’s so nice.”

She pulled her head back and licked her lips, resting on my thigh. I stroked a finger on her cheek, and then she sat up again. She gave me a funny little smile as I zipped myself up.

“Quite a nice first date,” I murmured, and started up the car.