Oh. It's you.

Somehow, you aren't surprised to see the teenager who had been at the counter when you first arrived. He probably knew how empty this theater would be and decided to take the chance. Probably got one of his buddies to cover for him.

"H-hi..." He stops, clearing his throat. Obviously, he hadn't thought through to this point. "You were really good, you know."

Something feels... off. The rest of the room is empty, but no one is coming in to clean up. Extended privacy was probably part of his deal here.

You suddenly let out a loud whimper, eyes closing and lip quivering as you feel his fingers probing at your slit again.

"You're way better than my girlfriend... and the one before her... Y'know, any of my girlfriends."

You find it hard to believe that someone as awkward as this guy has seemed would have one girlfriend, much less a chain of them.

"And none of them were virgins."

Oh, gee. Thanks.

You gasp as three fingers enter you at once. He's silent for a moment, seemingly enjoying the sounds you make as he pumps the digits in and out at a steady, moderate pace. You bite your lip so hard you fear you might draw blood. He forces you to part them as he plants a demanding kiss on you, forcing his tongue between your lips and teeth; it's not difficult, considering how surprised you are that he is being so assertive suddenly. Guess he finally found some courage.You moan loudly into him, barely moving your tongue in response to his feeling up the entirety of your mouth. He works a fourth finger inside you, driving your pitch higher. Your breathing gets heavier as he picks up the pace, forcing his tongue nearly to your tonsils as he finger fucks you urgently.

Your head is swimming, the warmth within you growing to consume all of your thoughts. You fail to hear the dropping of a zipper, the rustling of cloth, or feel your body being pushed back as the cup holders get pushed up out of the way.

You scream in surprise, the sound muffled by his face still glued to yours as his cock enters you again. Your head feels light as you try to pant, feeling the lack of fresh air entering your lungs from having your mouth occupied. He is soon pounding into you furiously, holding both of your legs back towards your head, doubling your body over. The effect is clear as you feel him striking previously untouched regions within your depths.

The heat keeps building exponentially, causing you to sweat heavily as you start trying to push his tongue out of your mouth, trying to **** him to let you catch your breath. He answers this with a sharp thrust which strikes directly into your cervix, pushing another shriek through your throat which he swallows with a slight chuckle rumbling in his chest.

Finally, you can't handle it anymore. With an ecstatic scream, your muscles contract and orgasm rolls through you almost violently. He grunts loudly, losing all sense of rhythm to your milking muscles. Were you capable of clear thought at that moment, you would be concerned that he was going to come inside you.

Eventually, he barely manages to pull away, finally freeing your mouth as he starts spraying his second load all over your lower lips immediately after parting from them.

You pant heavily, **** to catch your breath as you smile absently, feeling the warm, viscous fluid spilling across your skin. When you finally open your eyes, his instantly capture them, a broad, almost devious smile spread over his lips.

"Damn, you are really fucking sexy."

You can't help but blush at his words. Automatically, you avert your eyes, looking down between your bodies. Your eyes widen as you see that he is still hard, maybe even harder than before!