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By HanSolo
Another cinema hand job but this time Tina picks her victim on purpose
After the electrifying adventure of their last cinema escapade, the thrill had become an almost insatiable desire for Tina and Paul. They decided to escalate their game, planning another encounter, this time with deliberate intent. They chose a late-night showing for a film known for its low attendance, ensuring a setting ripe for their daring plan.
Tina dressed provocatively for the occasion, opting for a sheer, low-cut top that did little to hide her excitement, her nipples visibly hardening at the mere thought of what was to come. Her skirt was short, flirty, and easy to maneuver, paired with lacy, barely-there panties that were already slightly damp with anticipation. Paul wore looser jeans than usual, knowing he’d need the freedom.
Upon entering the theater, their eyes landed almost immediately on a lone figure—a tall, muscular black man who sat with an air of quiet confidence. Tina’s heart skipped a beat; this was exactly who they hoped to find. She whispered to Paul, “That’s him,” her voice barely containing her excitement, and with a mischievous grin, she moved to sit beside the stranger, while Paul took his position two rows back, his eyes locked on the unfolding scene.
The lights dimmed for the movie’s start, casting long shadows and providing perfect cover for their clandestine activities. Tina felt her pulse quicken, her body responding with an intense rush of arousal. She was acutely aware of every sensation, her breasts feeling heavy, her nipples straining against the thin fabric of her top. She leaned in, her lips almost touching the man’s ear, her voice a sultry whisper, “I have something very special planned for tonight… if you’re willing.”
He turned slightly, his eyes meeting hers with a mix of curiosity and excitement. His nod was all the encouragement she needed. Tina’s hand, hidden under her coat, found its way to his thigh, moving with deliberate slowness up toward his crotch. She felt the outline of his cock through his jeans, and her breath caught in her throat—it was massive, even through the fabric, and her excitement surged.
Unzipping him with a practiced ease, she pulled it from his jeans, her fingers wrapping around his impressive length. It was even larger than she had anticipated, and she let out a soft moan, her own arousal evident by the wetness that began to soak through her panties, her excitement making her even more daring.
“I want you to feel how much this turns me on,” she whispered, her voice low and thick with desire. She guided his hand under her skirt, pressing his fingers against her soaked panties, letting him feel the heat and slickness there. “Feel how wet I am for you.” His fingers brushed against her, eliciting a sharp intake of breath from Tina, her clit throbbing under his touch.
Her hand started to stroke him faster, her movements bold, unreserved, her grip firm yet gentle, feeling every vein and ridge. She was acutely aware of her own body, her pussy pulsing with each stroke she gave him, her juices leaking, making her squirm in her seat. She whispered encouragements, her own arousal peaking with each moan he gave. “I love how big you are… I bet you can make me come just like this,” she murmured, her voice a mix of challenge and longing.
As she felt his cock grow even harder in her hand, the precum aiding her strokes, she quickened her pace again, her own body responding with heightened sensitivity. She leaned closer, her breath hot against his neck, “I want to see you cum for me.”
His breathing grew ragged, his body tensing, and she knew he was close. She whispered, “Let go for me…” just as his orgasm hit, her hand covering his cock to catch his cum, feeling the warm spurts against her palm.
In a moment of daring, she turned to face him, her eyes locked with his, and she brought her cum-covered hand to her mouth, licking it with slow, deliberate strokes of her tongue, savoring the taste. “Thank you,” she breathed out, her voice rich with lust, before she stood up, leaving him in a state of astonished pleasure.
Returning to Paul, her body was alight with desire, her pussy practically dripping, the fabric of her panties clinging to her. She sat next to him, immediately reaching for his cock, her strokes matching the rhythm she had just used on the stranger. “I’m so fucking wet,” she whispered, guiding his hand to feel for himself, his fingers meeting the evidence of her arousal.
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By HanSolo
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