In The Wake of a Nymphomaniac
Part 5

By John Morrison

The girl sat in the back of the dark theater. There was only around fifteen people in the there. It was a boring Sunday afternoon. She looked around and saw a few pairs of boys and girls strewn about randomly. There was one guy only a few rows down from her sitting alone. The on screen couple started kissing and doing a little fondling. The scene cut away, its one of those things were everyone knows what happens without showing it. She gave in to temptation. She rose silently from her seat and walked down the three rows. She came to his row and turned to walk down towards him. He looked to be around 18 or so. She walked slowly toward him. He glanced over at her and quickly back to the screen. She sat down right next to him. It was an almost empty theater and she sat right beside him. He looked over at her in the dark. “Do I know you?” He whispered.
“Shhh”
She leaned over and pushed her lips against his, he didn’t resist. One brief kiss on the lips. She looked at his face now. He wasn’t objecting. She purposefully reached into his crotch and unzipped his shorts. He leaned back in his chair, allowing her better access. She got out of the chair and kneeled down directly in front of him. His legs split open, and she had gotten his limp cock out from its hideaway. Her face disappeared into his lap, lapping at his cock to excite it. This it did very well. Her moist and warm mouth surrounded and engulfed him quickly taking in his rod. She milked him to his full six inch form. Her head descended onto his manhood, taking it all inside her mouth. She deepthroated him, taking it all down. He couldn’t see a thing, but she didn’t even have her eyes open, sucking quickly. She bobbed up and down, pleasuring him and making some quiet wet noises that could be heard by some of the people in the theater. He was getting too close to fast, her pleasuring skills were more than anything he had ever experienced.