Free Ruined by Scott Hildreth Page B

holding her face lightly in both hands. With her face firmly in my hands, I looked into her eyes. She gazed at me as if in a trance.
    “I really like kissing you, Erik. I don’t like kissing, and I really, fucking really like kissing you,” she said, her full lips moist and swollen from the kissing.
    Her head in my hands, I looked into her eyes and spoke, “Kelli, put my cock in your mouth, now. Get my cock out and suck it.”
    Looking intently into my eyes, her hand fumbled for my belt. She unbuckled my belt, unbuttoned my jeans, and lifted my tee shirt slightly. Slowly, she unzipped my pants, and reached down in between my thigh and the jeans. With a soft but firm grip, she pulled my full erection from my pants, and began to stroke it.
    Turning away from my gaze, she scanned the theatre quickly. After determining that the movie had started, and that the majority of the people were actually focused on the movie, she lowered her head into my lap.
    Her moist mouth encompassed the shaft, and her tongue circled around the tip. Her hair in my lap, and her hands fumbling to remove my jeans further, she began to slide her mouth up and down the shaft. Quickly, she was taking two-thirds of my length into her mouth.
    Her hands slid from my lap toward my outer thigh, and she began to force them between the seat and my ass. Pushing with my feet, I raised the pressure from my thighs, giving her some room to move her hands. Gripping my ass in her hands, she began to force herself onto my cock, swallowing the entire shaft, pressing her lips against lower stomach. The feeling of my cock sliding into her throat was more than I was able or willing to take.
    As I started to reach down and pull her up, she lifted her head from my lap, and looked up into my eyes.
    “Hold my hair, Erik. Hold it back in your hand, please.”
    Placing my hand lightly under her chin, I raised her face to meet mine, and kissed her passionately. Our lips pressed firmly into each other, my hand slid to the back of her neck, at the base of her skull. Massaging her neck with my hand, we continued to kiss. As our lips parted, I positioned her face beside mine, and whispered into her ear.
    “I will hold your hair from behind you, Kelli. Get on top of me and fuck me. Fuck me now, do you understand me?”
    She didn’t say a word. Moving across the seat toward me, she slid up onto my lap. Then, she stood in the aisle in front of me with her legs bent and lifted her dress above her waist. The muscles in her legs were well defined by the shadows cast in the theatre. Slowly, with her dress held above the waist, she lowered herself onto my lap. As she lifted her weight from my lap, she grabbed my full erection and began to lower herself onto me. As I felt her wetness surround me, she moaned. Placing her hands on the seat in front of her, she began to raise and lower herself onto me completely, her muscular butt hitting against my hips and thighs as she took my entire length inside of her wet pussy. She was extremely tight and wet, and the feeling of her contracting indicated that she was going to come to an orgasm quickly. As she moved slowly and steadily, she turned to me and smiled.
    “Grab my hair…and don’t….hold it….pull…it. Pull it. Pull my hair, Erik,” she said as she gasped for breath.
    She shook her head side-to-side and tilted it back, allowing her hair to fall onto my chest. I grasped her hair in my hand, and got a firm grip. As she continued to slide up and down slowly, she began to moan a little louder. I looked around the theatre, confirming that people were focused on the screen. Her breathing began to become shorter, and I could feel that she was contracting around the circumference of my swollen shaft. I pulled her hair toward me, forcing her to arch her back, and lean into me. As she did, I positioned my mouth to her right ear.
    “Stay there, Kelli. Lean back. Lean back and fuck me. Keep fucking me. Cum all over my cock, Kelli. Cum all over