Chapter 295: BJ In The Cinema (R-18)
West felt her fingertips brush against his leg. He glanced down before staring at her face.
She was still watching the movie with an innocent expression but her hand was tracing slow patterns on his inner thigh.
He leaned in and whispered. "Mei... what are you doing?"
"Shh," she whispered back, not looking at him. "The movie’s at a good part."
Her hand crept higher as she dragged her nails lightly against the fabric of his pants.
She reached his crotch and paused, hovering her palm over the growing bulge there. Then, she slowly began to massage him through the fabric.
West looked around quickly in concern but the darkness of the theater made their actions invisible to everyone but themselves. A few people were nearby, but they were all focused on the screen.
"Mei," he muttered again. "We’re in public."
"I know," she whispered with a tone of mischief. "That’s what makes it exciting."
She grabbed the popcorn bucket from his lap and placed it over his crotch, using it to block any prying eyes from the sides. Under the cover of the bucket, her hand resumed its work, more confidently now.
She massaged his cock through his pants, feeling it harden beneath her touch. She traced the outline, palmed the length and squeezed lightly at the base.
West pretended to keep his focus on the screen but all his attention was on Mei’s hand.. the way she was working him.
After a few minutes of steady massaging, she made a decision.
She slowly and carefully unzipped his pants. The sound seemed impossibly loud in the quiet theater, but the explosions on screen covered it. She reached inside, brushing her fingers against his briefs before pulling his cock out.
It sprang free, already fully hard, thick and heavy in her hand.
She wrapped her fingers around him and began to stroke from base to tip. She used her thumb to spread the precum that had already started to form, lubricating her movements. Her grip was firm but gentle, exactly the way her mother had taught her.
West’s hand gripped the armrest, surprised at Mei’s sudden boldness.
The Mei he had first met would never have done something like this in public. But ever since her her mother gave her a few tips, Mei had been itching to try them out.
It was almost like... she was a completely different woman right now.
Mei continued stroking, increasing her pace and feeling his cock throb in her hand.
She had suddenly become so skillful over night that even the use of her fingers was slowly building his release. But she wasn’t done yet because she had something else in mind.
She leaned down.
Her head disappeared under the cover of the popcorn bucket as she leaned down. West felt her warm breath against the tip of his cock as her lips slowly parted, and she took him into her mouth.
West let out a low "hmm" as Mei worked him slowly at first, swirling her tongue around the head and tasting the saltiness of his precum.
Then she proceeded to take him deeper, inch by inch, relaxing her throat the way her mother had taught her. She breathed through her nose, focused on not gagging, and soon she had taken him all the way down.
Her mother’s voice echoed in her mind: "Relax your throat. Breathe through your nose. Push through the gag reflex."
She did exactly that, holding him there with her lips pressed against the base of his cock and her throat wrapped around him.
West’s hand found her hair, gripping it tightly, but he didn’t push. He let her set the pace.
She pulled back, then took him deep again... over and over, building a rhythm. She used her tongue, her lips and throat. She cupped his balls with one hand, massaging them gently while her mouth worked his shaft.
West could already feel his climax building, coiling tight in his gut.
His hand tightened in her hair, and he pushed her down hard.
Mei’s eyes widened, but she didn’t resist. She let him guide her, forcing his cock deeper down her throat than it had ever gone before. It felt like he was reaching her stomach, like he was touching something deep inside her chest. She gagged once, but she forced herself to relax and take it...
And then, West cock throbbed heavily before shooting hot, thick cum shot down her throat. He kept pushing her down, kept spilling his seed directly into her stomach.
She swallowed, and swallowed again, taking every drop. She didn’t pull away until he was completely drained.
When she finally lifted her head, her eyes were watery and her lipstick slightly smeared.
She swallowed one last time, licking her lips clean.
"That," she whispered with a hoarse but satisfied voice, "was amazing."
West leaned back in his seat, looking at her with a mixture of awe and desire. "Where did you learn to do that?"
Mei smiled with a mischievous look. "A girl has her sources."
She tucked him back into his pants, zipped him up, and grabbed a handful of popcorn from the bucket, munching on it as if nothing had happened.
The movie continued playing and no one around them had any idea.
•••
About an hour later, the credits rolled across the massive screen, but Mei barely noticed.
Her thighs pressed together in arousal, and every pulse of her heartbeat throbbed between her legs. She had swallowed every drop of West’s cum during the movie, yet instead of satisfaction she felt an aching emptiness that demanded to be filled.
She leaned close, brushing her lips against his ear. "I need you inside me right now. I’m dripping."
West’s brow lifted, amused. "The movie just ended, baby. You sure you can wait until we get home?"
"No." She grabbed his wrist and stood, dragging him toward the exit. "There’s a restroom down the hall. Now."
He let her drag him through the thinning crowd with her heels clicking urgently. They slipped into the single-occupancy restroom at the end of the corridor and locked the door behind them. The space was clean, modern, with a wide mirror above the sink and a small bench along one wall.
Mei turned to face him with her chest heaving. West stepped in, sliding his hands down her sides until they reached the hem of her tight black bodycon dress.
He hooked his fingers under the fabric and slowly dragged it upward, bunching it at her waist. Her white lace panties came into view, already darkened at the crotch from how soaked she was.
"White panties under that slutty dress," he murmured while running a finger along the damp center. "You really were planning to be bad tonight."
Mei bit her lip as her hips twitched forward while West turned her around and bent her over the sink.
West pulled the thin fabric aside, exposing her smooth, glistening pussy. Two fingers parted her folds and rubbed slow circles over her swollen clit.
Her knees buckled as she gasped while he teased her entrance without pushing in.
"Smith... please," she whimpered.
He chuckled, withdrew his hand, and freed his already hardening cock. He pressed the thick head against her opening, sliding it up and down her slit, coating himself in her wetness.
Every time the tip nudged her clit she shivered violently with her thighs trembling.
"You’re shaking," he teased, rubbing the crown in lazy circles. "So needy after sucking me off in the theater."
Mei’s let out soft pants as her juices coated his shaft, making obscene wet sounds while he continued to grind against her without entering.
She reached back, gripping the edge of the sink for support.
Finally he positioned himself and thrust forward smoothly, burying half his length inside her tight heat.
Mei eyes widened as she let out a cry.
West didn’t give her time to adjust; he pulled back and drove in again, deeper, until his hips met her ass.
Then, he reached up with his fingers, gripping her jaw and forcing her to look straight into the mirror. "Watch yourself while I fuck you."
Their reflection showed how her dress was hiked up, panties pulled aside and West’s thick cock disappearing into her with every thrust.
Her mouth hung open and her lips parted as her eyes turned glassy with lust. Each intense stroke made her breasts bounce inside the tight dress and her ass ripple from the impact.
"Fuck... look at you," West growled while pounding harder. "You look like a total slut getting railed in a public restroom."
Mei moaned louder at the words while the sight of her own debauched expression pushed her closer to the edge. West shifted his grip to her hips and changed the angle, hitting deeper. The wet slap of skin on skin echoed off the tiled walls.
Pah!
Pah!
Puuh!
Puuh!
Paah!
He pulled out suddenly, spun her around, and lifted her onto the edge of the sink.
Her legs wrapped around his waist as he slide back inside, facing her this time.
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