Walking into the cinema now, I gestured for her to grab her snacks and drink.

“Whatever you want.” I said joyfully as she ran to the popcorn machine, grabbing the biggest bucket she could find.

No butter and no salt, shockingly she asked for it plain. To my surprise the teller heeded her request and passed over the massive tub of unsalted popcorn.

Following closely behind her, she grabbed a large cup and filled it with some cola soda from the fountain machine. Whipping her head around to smile at me we walked to the counter, paid and went on in.

I had hoped she’d like the movie, I assumed she was a horror buff and perhaps my assumption would blow up in my face, but looking over at her, her hands almost unable to carry her popcorn and drink, I smiled, hoping that, like me, she was already having a wonderful time.

Walking into the dimly lit cinema room, Georgia dashed in front of me and led me up the walkway, past multiple couples and single patrons to the far-most row.

Finding her seat, she nestled her drink and popcorn in the holders, before rolling her neck from side to side, a loud crack echoing in the near silent cinema.

Sitting next to her I felt her hand clasp mine again, squeezing it tightly. Every squeeze, very gentle caress had me raging like a bull at a gate, my cock firmly hardened once more. It didn’t take much of Georgia’s attention to have me begging for her. She had that aura about her, like a siren, you just couldn’t resist.

As more patrons packed in, the lights beginning to dim in preparation for the film I heard Georgia cry in her familiar bratty, sexually-charged tone;

“Oh no! I forgot to get butter and salt.”

Curling an eyebrow I recalled she had explicitly asked for no butter and salt. However, not wanting to upset the gorgeous goddess to my left, I went to reach for the popcorn bucket;

“I’ll take it back and get you a new one before the movie starts.”

Placing the bucket out of my reach she ran her fingers to intertwine with my now outstretched hand.

“So you’re saying, it’s okay if I get some salty seasoning for my popcorn?” She said her fingers tracing the back of my hand.

“Well yeah.” I replied, obviously wanting the date to go as good as possible.

Within seconds she dove between the seat in front of me and my legs. Pushing my knees apart and yanking my waistband she pulled my pants down rapidly, exposing my naked legs, cock and balls to the open air.

Already seeing my hardened, expectant member she ran her lovely hands along my leg, lightly scratching them before gripping my penis with authority.

Spitting saliva on it, the sound echoing in the semi-crowded cinema, she took me in her mouth, her warm sloppy mouth sucking and gagging on my hardened cock.

I was already twitching, my dick feeling like it would explode. Sliding up and down her fuckable throat I felt every nerve in my body come alight, as if lit on fire.

As the lights dimmed and the blare of the music started her motions grew faster and more desperate. Now concealed by the darkness and the wall of noise she sucked me with an enthusiasm unrivalled.

Feeling the deep hedonistic feeling bubble in my balls and shaft I knew I was only moments away. She was an expert and knew exactly how to push me over the edge. I was a toy to her; a fucktoy, and how I loved every second.

Taking me out of her throat she replaced her mouth with her hands and began stroking me, slowing down the pace only momentarily.

I looked down at her, nestled between the seats as I caught the visage of some patrons signalling there seats were in this aisle. They began climbing the staircase as Georgia sped up her tempo;

“C’mon baby, cum for me baby, please please please cum for me.” She said her words punctuated by soft, moans barely heard over the booming cinema sounds.

Unable to hold back I felt the pressure jet up my shaft, the pleasure earth shattering. With a quick move of her hand she reached out and grabbed the popcorn box. Pointing my dick towards it as she stroked me, I came into it, my massive load absolutely drenching her popcorn.

Sputtering and shooting my final shots, Georgia pumped me two more times with long deliberate strokes. Quickly, she jumped from the floor to her chair, placing the popcorn box on her lap as I desperately hiked my pants up, barely able to stuff my still dripping cock into my pants before the other movie goers entered the row.

Breathing heavy as Georgia smiled the patrons shuffled past us, making their way to the seats about four or so down from us.

As our attention turned to the massive cinema screen, the movie began to play. Smacking the drink into my chest, Georgia said firmly her eyes not leaving the screen;

“Drink up honey I don’t want you getting dehydrated.” Before happily shoving a mouthful of salty, cum-covered popcorn into her awaiting mouth.

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