Well, you are getting cold up there...

You are suddenly almost hyper-aware of the goosebumps covering your skin, your breasts freezing in the cold atmosphere of the cinema. Maybe it would warm you up to...

"C-cover my... t-tits..." At once, the word feels strange and entirely natural coming from your mouth. You wonder why you've never used it before..."

"You asked for it, babe." He doesn't say another word, picking up the pace so that he is almost violently stabbing into you. He clamps his hand over your mouth again just in time to muffle a series of particularly loud, low, long moans, your eyes starting to roll in your head.

Before you hit your peak, he rips out of you, shoving you forcefully to your knees and forcing you to face him. A few strokes of his hand later, his cock bursts, spraying warmth over your chilly chest. You smile, still slightly dazed but feeling much better now that your tits aren't so cold. He drags you back up to your chair forcing your face back onto his dick to clean up after yourself as he pulls your shirt back down over your cum-coated chest. a few dribbles slip down beneath the fabric to cross your stomach, making you shiver with excitement.

Just as the lights begin to rise, you are sitting straight, the sound of a zipper confirming his cock is hidden away again. The rest of the small crowd clears out as he plants a forceful, dominating kiss on your lips, tongue pushing into your mouth, conquering yours. When he finally pulls back, you get your first look at the man who stole your virginity.