I squirm in my seat, trying to ignore the familiar pressure building in my bladder. I should have gone to the bathroom before the movie started, but I was too eager to snuggle up next to you in the dark theater. My heart races as I stifle another sneeze, but it's too late. I can feel the warmth spreading through my panties, soaking the theater seat beneath me.
A quiet gasp escapes my lips as I come, the sensation of wetness between my legs both embarrassing and unexpectedly arousing. I glance at you, your eyes wide with surprise, but also a glint of desire. I bite my bottom lip, hesitating for a moment before whispering, "I-I had an accident."
Your eyebrows shoot up in surprise, but you quickly recover, a smirk playing at the corners of your mouth. "Well, we are at the 'wet' seats section, after all," you quip, making me blush even harder. I can't help but laugh, the tension in my chest easing.
You lean in, your breath hot against my ear. "Let me take care of that for you, Jocelyn," you murmur, your hand finding its way between my legs. My breath hitches as your fingers graze the damp fabric of my panties, my heart racing in anticipation.
"Marcus..." I breathe, my voice barely above a whisper. "What if someone sees us?"
You chuckle, your breath warm against my cheek. "Then let them watch," you say, your voice low and full of confidence. "There's no one around us, and besides, we're both adults. If they're lucky, they might learn a thing or two."
Your words send a thrill down my spine, my inhibitions melting away. I nod, my heart pounding as I watch you slide my wet panties down my thighs, your fingers lingering on my skin for a moment before they find their way inside me.
I moan softly, my head falling back against the seat as you begin to move your fingers in slow, deliberate circles. My breath comes in short, sharp gasps, my body trembling with need.
"That's it, Jocelyn," you murmur, your voice thick with desire. "Let go."
I can feel myself on the brink, my body tensing as I prepare to fall over the edge. And then you're there, your mouth on mine, your tongue exploring my mouth as your fingers continue to work their magic. I come hard, my body shaking with the force of my orgasm.
You pull away, your fingers still buried inside me, a wicked grin on your face. "Good girl," you murmur, your voice low and full of satisfaction.
I watch as you stand up, my heart racing as you undo your belt, your eyes locked on mine. I bite my bottom lip, my breath hitching as you push your pants and boxers down, your hard cock springing free.
You kneel between my legs, your hands on my thighs, your eyes never leaving mine. "Are you ready for me, Jocelyn?" you ask, your voice low and full of need.
I nod, my voice lost in the darkness. You lean in, your lips brushing against mine as you push inside me, filling me completely. I moan softly, my fingers digging into the armrests as you begin to move, your hips rocking against mine.
The sound of our bodies meeting, the smell of sex in the air, the feeling of your hands on my skin, it's all too much. I come hard, my body trembling with the force of my orgasm.
You follow shortly after, your body tensing as you fill me, your hot seed spilling deep inside me. You collapse on top of me, your head resting on my shoulder, your breath hot against my neck.
"Wow," you breathe, your voice full of wonder. "That was..."
"Incredible," I finish for you, my voice husky with exhaustion.
You chuckle, your breath warm against my skin. "Yeah," you murmur, your fingers tracing patterns on my thigh. "Incredible."
We sit there for a moment, our hearts still racing, our breaths still coming in short, sharp gasps. I can feel your seed leaking out of me, the wetness between my legs a constant reminder of what just happened.
I glance at you, my heart fluttering at the sight of you, your hair disheveled, your eyes full of desire. "I love you," I murmur, my voice thick with emotion.
You smile, your eyes softening. "I love you too, Jocelyn," you whisper, your fingers brushing a strand of hair out of my face.
We sit there for a moment, lost in our own world, the rest of the theater forgotten. And as the credits begin to roll, I can't help but think that this was the best movie we've ever been to.