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Cinema Spanking

Posted by on August 1, 2020

You and I are at a movie theater. We have the
 back row all to ourselves. No more than a minute
 after the lights have dimmed, you begin slipping
 your hand beneath the box of popcorn on my lap
 to give me an unexpected massage. I flinch in
 surprise at first and slap your hand away out
 of propriety. But after you make another advance
 beneath the popcorn, I find myself with a rather
 powerful involuntary hard-on. My whispered warnings
 for you to behave go unheeded. By the time the
 previews have ended and the feature has begun,
 you’ve managed to unzip my trousers and have worked
 your fingers into my briefs. When I mention that
 you’ll soon be in for a bottom-warming, you simply
 giggle and continue your game of pinch the pickle.
 After a few more squeezes, I place the popcorn box
 on the floor, grab hold of you and pull your
 wriggling frame across my lap. For a moment or two
 I hold you firmly in place, rubbing and kneading
 your ass cheeks as a prelude to the spanking you
 so richly deserve. Then, as something loud happens
 on the screen, I give the back of your skirt a
 sound smack. I wait for more noise and when the
 audience breaks into laughter, I spank you three
 more times in quick succession. This goes on for
 several minutes- something loud happens in the
 movie and you get a swat. The audience reacts
 and you get two smacks to your shapely rump.
 Then, just as I raise my hand to continue,
 I am blinded by an usher’s flashlight.
 Momentarily stunned, I silently hold you in
 place as not to expose myself. The usher turns
 off the light and through the darkness I seem
 to make out a smile coming across his face.
 Instead of throwing us out, he simply points to
 a balcony overhead.    

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 “You’d be better off up there.” he says quietly,
 as he turns and walks away.  
 As the usher leaves, you push yourself from
 my lap and stand up. Poking my cock back into
 my underwear, I rise and zip up. Then, taking
 you by the arm, I lead you out into the lobby
 and up the stairs. Once inside the dark empty
 balcony, we begin kissing. Our bodies press
 against each other. Your lips are soft and wet.
 I reach down between your legs, hoping to find
 moisture there as well. You are quite damp.
 Your thighs clamp around my fingers.
 Slowly pulling my hand away, I guide you to
 the rear aisle and bend you over the back of the
 nearest seat. Throwing you skirt over your back,
 I raise my hand to give that stunning ass of
 yours another dose of correction. But now there
 is a quiet scene being played out on the screen
 and I dare not spank you for fear of attracting
 attention. So instead, I begin working your thighs
 and buttocks between my strong hands, occasionally
 allowing my fingers to gently probe your most
 tender regions. Moaning ever so softly, you reach
 forward, gripping the armrests and elevate your
 exquisite backside, providing a none too subtle
 invitation. I immediately unbuckle my belt,
 zip down and push my pants to my ankles.
 Taking my almost painfully stiff rod in hand,
 I playfully slap your rosy cheeks with it.
 You begin to laugh, then cover your mouth as not
 to be heard. I continue teasing you by sliding
 the head of my member up and down the crack of
 your ass until you begin to grunt and wiggle
 your hips impatiently. So I enter you. Slowly but
 with determination I ease myself deep into your
 warm inviting passage. I step forward, taking you
 by the hips as I push my cock in up to its hilt.
 I slowly withdraw, almost completely, only to
 slide in deeply once again. I continue fucking
 you slowly until neither of us can stand it
 any longer. For a moment I stop all together
 and then start again, thrusting with greater
 and greater speed eventually bringing our act
 to an intense, if muted, climax.   
 Afterwards, we share a quick kiss and a
 long embrace before putting our clothing and
 composures back in order. We sit and watch the
 film for a while, but for some reason it seems
 rather dull, so we decide to go home and continue
 making our own entertainment. Leaving the theater,
 we walk past the usher who is now manning the
 candy counter. He looks away politely as we exit,
 pretending not to notice that my hand is cupping
 your lovely bottom. 

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