As I walked into the dimly lit theater, my heart raced with excitement and nervousness. I had been looking forward to this date with Prajwal all week, and I could feel the tension between us growing with every passing moment. We had been dancing around the idea of taking our relationship to the next level for some time now, and tonight felt like the perfect opportunity.
We found our seats near the back of the theater, away from prying eyes. The movie hadn’t started yet, and the darkness enveloped us like a blanket. I could barely make out Prajwal’s features in the dim light, but I could feel his gaze on me, hot and intense.
He reached over and took my hand, and I felt a jolt of electricity run through my body. Our fingers intertwined, and he pulled me closer, our thighs touching. I could feel the heat radiating off his body, and I couldn’t help but shiver with anticipation.
Slowly, Prajwal leaned in, his breath hot on my cheek. I closed my eyes, my heart racing as I felt his lips brush against mine. It was a soft, gentle kiss, the kind that made my toes curl with pleasure. I kissed him back, my arms wrapping around his neck as I deepened the kiss. As the kiss grew more passionate, I felt Prajwal’s hands begin to wander. He ran his fingers through my hair, gently tugging at the roots as he kissed me harder. I moaned softly, my body growing hot and bothered. I could feel the wetness pooling between my legs, and I knew that I wanted him.
Prajwal must have sensed my desire, because he pulled away from the kiss, his eyes dark and intense. “Do you want me to touch you?” he whispered, his voice low and husky. I nodded, unable to speak. I was beyond words at this point, my body screaming for release.
Prajwal’s hand slid up my thigh, his fingers teasing the edge of my skirt. I gasped as I felt his fingers brush against my panties, the fabric wet with my arousal. He rubbed gentle circles against me, and I moaned, my hips bucking against his hand.
I could feel the tension building inside of me, my body begging for more. I reached down and grabbed Prajwal’s hand, guiding it inside my panties. He groaned as he felt my wetness, his fingers sliding easily inside of me. I bit my lip, my body trembling with pleasure as he began to move his fingers in and out of me.
As Prajwal fingered me, I could feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge. I knew that I was close, my body on the brink of exploding with pleasure. I grabbed onto Prajwal’s shoulder, my nails digging into his flesh as I came hard, my moans filling the theater. Prajwal didn’t stop, his fingers continuing to move inside of me even as I came down from my high. I could feel myself growing wetter, my body aching for more. I reached down and undid his pants, my hand wrapping around his hard cock.
Prajwal groaned as I began to stroke him, my hand moving up and down his shaft. I could feel him growing harder, his cock twitching in my hand. He pulled his fingers out of me, his hand going to his cock as he began to stroke himself.
I watched as he jerked himself off, his hand moving faster and faster. I could feel myself getting wetter, my body begging for him to fill me up. Prajwal must have felt the same way because he suddenly stopped, his cock glistening with precum.
He grabbed my hips, pulling me onto his lap. I straddled him, my skirt riding up around my waist. I could feel his hard cock pressed against me, and I moaned softly. Prajwal reached down and positioned himself at my entrance, his tip just barely breaching me.
I sank down onto him, my body stretching to accommodate his size. I moaned as I felt him fill me up, my body trembling with pleasure. Prajwal’s hands went to my hips, guiding me up and down his shaft.
We moved together, our bodies moving in perfect harmony. I could feel myself growing closer and closer to the edge, my body begging for release. Prajwal must have felt the same way, because he suddenly thrust upwards, filling me to the hilt.
I cried out as I came, my body trembling with pleasure. Prajwal followed shortly after, his cock twitching inside of me as he filled me up with his seed.
We sat there for a moment, our bodies still connected. I could feel Prajwal’s heart racing, matching my own. I leaned down and kissed him, my lips soft and gentle.
“That was amazing,” I whispered, my voice barely above a whisper.
“Yeah, it was,” Prajwal replied, his voice just as soft.
We sat there for a few more minutes, our bodies still connected. And then, slowly, we pulled apart, our bodies still humming with pleasure.
The movie had started by now, but neither of us paid much attention. We were too wrapped up in each other, our bodies still trembling with the aftershocks of our lovemaking.
As the credits rolled, we finally pulled ourselves away from each other, our clothes still disheveled. We left the theater, our hands still intertwined, our bodies still humming with pleasure.
And as we walked out into the cool night air, I knew that this was just the beginning of our story. Our love had only just begun, and I couldn’t wait to see where it would take us.