The movie was forgotten. There were in the back row. The afternoon crowd meant no one was within a half dozen rows of them. Raphael’s hand went to Anne’s bare thigh. A few more moments Raphael learned she had spent the day with him not wearing underwear. His finger traced along her slit. Anne moved her thighs open for his finger to get access to her womanhood. Two fingers were soon plunging in and out of her white married cunt while images flickered on the theater screen. While others were watching opening scenes to the chick flick Anne was getting finger fucked by the dark man she had brought on this “date”.
“Oh, God … you are making me cum.”
“Do it! Cum on my fingers!”
Anne kissed him to muffle the sounds of her pleasure. She relaxed with his fingers still inside as she came down from an orgasm like she had seldom before experienced. As the little shudders subsided and she caught her breath Anne reached out for the lump that was his cock in his pants. She freed it and it leaped to full length. It looked obscenely large in the dark theater and even more so when a lighted scene appeared in the movie.
“We need to go home now!”
“And miss your chick flick?”
“Yes, miss my chick flick.”
Anne had both hands on his prick, slowly working it up and down.
“Put it in me before we go. I have to know how it feels inside me.”
This crazy white wife was taking Raphael on a wild and twisted ride. First he wondered if he could fuck her. Now he didn’t know how to stop her.
“You’re going to fuck me in a theater?”
“Just enough to feel it, then we will go home so you can properly fuck me.”
Anne was quietly panting. Raphael moved down in the seat. Anne swung a leg over him and settled down on his black cock. After the recent fucking of Ed’s nine inches Anne soon had Raphael all in. Even his ex-wife hadn’t taken him that easily. Raphael filled her womb with spurt after spurt of his seed after she wiggled a couple of times with him buried deep inside her. Anne felt it and smiled back at him.
“My God! You’ve made a mess.”
“I know. Felt good!”
Anne got off him and back in her seat. She had her naked ass on the seat and her pussy over the edge so when the creampie she knew would come out did come out it wouldn’t be all over her.
“Go to the restroom and get something to clean me up. You really flooded me.”
Anne felt sperm gurgled towards her outer lips. The first surge splattered onto the concrete floor below the seat. The little dribbles afterward made a dripping sound into the puddle as she waited for Raphael to return. Several paper towels later Anne felt it was safe to try to stand to leave.
The light in the lobby was bright on their eyes, but nothing like the afternoon sun in the parking lot. Anne took Raphael’s arm.
“Now let the bastards look at us like I’m letting you fuck me.”
“Do you think three strokes counts as fucking?”
“You’ll do better at home unless I stop the car on the way to fuck you in the back seat.”
“Sorry I went off so fast. You were so tight and hot. I hadn’t fucked a woman since I did my wife before I left on deployment.”