he comes in her mouth

"Abbie, I think I ..." Douglas stammered. She could feel him quivering in her mouth, feel the tension in his voice. "Abbie, I -- I'm about to -- oh god ..."

He pulled her head onto him, and held it there as his cock exploded in her mouth. Abbie winced a little, not expected to be pulled as hard as Douglas was pulling. She dug her fingernails into his thighs, and that burst of pain on his skin was enough for him to become even more forceful. His orgasm burst a second time, and Abbie could feel his warm semen in her mouth on her tongue.

She pushed back against his legs a little, and Douglas got enough of the message to release his hard grip on her head. She was in control again. She kept her mouth on him, taking his full load. He spasmed again. She kept her lips tight as she slowly pulled his cock from her mouth.

Once he had pulled from from her lips, she looked at him, and he looked back. She opened her mouth slightly to show him, as if to say, look, this is all you in here, look at what you've given me, though it was likely he didn't know what she meant. She closed her mouth again, and swallowed. She caught her breath, swallowed again, and ran her tongue along her lips to make sure there wasn't anything left behind.

Douglas quick to pop, and quicker to go soft again. The moment was over for him, whether she liked it or not. He pulled his underwear back on. "You like that?"

"Yes," said Abbie. "I did. Thank you." She stood, licking her lips again, holding on to the sensation of what had just happened.

Douglas was becoming more awkward again. He dressed quietly. He didn't say anything else to Abbie, nor even offer her a towel or anything. She looked around, looked at him. The room was still foreign to her, and she wasn't sure what would be best.

"Douglas," she said.

"Huh?" He looked up.

She smiled. "Did you enjoy that?"

He stared at her, as if that was an unexpected question. "I did. I mean, did you think I didn't?"

"I wasn't sure," she said. "But I'm glad to hear you did." She smiled again, recognizing that this moment wasn't likely to go anywhere further. She put on her underwear, pulled on her shorts and shirt. Douglas was dressed by now. He was kind of hovering by the door, as if he wasn't sure how to leave.

"Thanks for waiting for me," said Abbie. "Probably not good to leave me here by myself."

He nodded. She put on her socks and shoes, and then they left the costume shop together. Outside, they waved at each other, each walking off in a different direction. Abbie thought, theater people are an odd bunch, aren't they? And then she giggled to herself, got in her car, and went home.