A Shared Secret

I've had a secret since my bestie and I were nineteen.

There was this guy we both knew, and I'll call him Max in this tale.

My name is Jennifer, and Hera is the bestie in question.

Max worked at a local movie theater that her and I went to fairly often. It's a pretty old building, kind of oddly constructed.

Most theaters these days seem to have projection rooms that are only accessible from outside, but for some reason this one had them inside.

It's a local place. I think it might've closed down during the pandemic actually, I'm not sure.

We definitely weren't the only girls who paid attention to Max. He was pretty hot.

He was a little taller than average, stocky, had dark, curly hair and a handsome face.

We would give him all kinds of looks when he took our tickets, watch his fingers as he tore the stubs off, and then he would come into the theater to do one of his "checks" while we were sitting near the back.

He would go into that old-style projection booth a couple rows above us and often wouldn't emerge until halfway through the show.

Hera and I would speculate, because, of course, he didn't need to change the reels once the film was playing, not since the world went digital some years before.

Our speculations got wildly out of hand, or so we thought.

My friend Hera was a complete troublemaker, so I wasn't totally surprised when, one Friday, she climbed over two rows of seats in the dark, ran to the booth and opened the door.

I heard her squeal, then heard Max say "close it!" sternly, but not angrily, heard the door shut, and heard giggles as she hopped back into her seat beside me, laughing.

She had this look in her eyes and kept covering her mouth with her slender fingers.

Max left the theater a few minutes later, glancing up at us once before he left our view.

I thought Hera was just being a weirdo, until after the credits rolled.

"He was jackin' it," she whisper-screamed.

My response was halfway between a shush, and an uncontrolled giggle of disbelief.

"Dude, he has such a big dick," she went on as I kept trying to shush her.

We talked about Max a lot that summer.

We kept going to the theater of course, so we saw him there nearly every week.

We'd make eye contact, he'd take our tickets and the giggles would start the moment we were out of audible range.

I wasn't sure if he was just embarrassed or if he heard Hera make one of her jokes, but he didn't visit the projection booth again after that.

He'd come in, do his little patrol, and then leave.

Then, one weekend, we were watching something really stupid.

I don't remember what it was called, but Hera was bored, I was bored and when I'm bored I sometimes get tangled up in her shenanigans.

Since we knew Max wouldn't be going into the booth we let our curiosity guide us.

We climbed over the seats together and when Hera opened that door, revealing the small, emptyish room with its one chair and big window looking down at the theater, I was a little disappointed.

Hera started digging through stuff on the table, probably hoping to get some worthwhile entertainment out of this misadventure.

I was about to tell her to knock it off when, looking out the window, I saw him.

"Oh my god, here he comes!" I hissed.

We both backed against the wall, as if it would conceal us any better, and watched him, with our hands over our mouths, as he walked up the stairs toward the back row.

He peered down the rows of seats, and I wondered, worried really, that he might notice us not in our seats.

He came up and stood right in front of the projection booth window.

Hera and I stood there, looking at the back of his head.

It seemed like he couldn't see us, maybe something to do with the lighting.

Then I looked at her, and she had this expression that I'll never forget as she unbuttoned her jeans and dipped her fingers down the front of her pants.

"Hera, what are you doing?!" I hissed as she leaned against the table, reaching between her legs and blushing as I watched her move her hand.

"I caught him doing it," she sighed, thrusting her hips as she fingered herself, her dark bush pressed between her hand and her pale pubic area.

I'd never seen her do anything like this, and I was shocked by it... and also... immensely turned on.

"What's he going to do if he sees?" she said with a grin, riding her fingers.

"Okay, well, if you're doing it, so am I," I said, my hand trembling as I unbuttoned myself, pulled open the front of my pants and reached down into my underwear, feeling immediately embarrassed as my soft fingers cradled my sex.

I stared at Max, who was just a couple feet in front of us as my fingertip stroked along my groove.

I wasn't expecting to enjoy it quite as much as I did. I felt my slit getting wetter and wetter and I felt ashamed of what I was doing but I got so moist that I couldn't help but push a finger inside myself, then two.

I let out an inaudible gasp as my vagina clamped around my digits and I realized that my clitoris was fully erect between them.

Max looked down at the theater patrons, possibly contemplating entering the projection room.

The thought of him catching us made my heart race and my pussy throb.

"Do you think he'll do it?" Hera gasped. I could tell her cheeks were turning red even in the dim light as she pulled up her shirt, exposing her small perky tits as if she was flashing him.

It was like she wanted him to see us.

"I don't know, I'm scared," I laughed, my voice trembling and my heart thumping as I lifted my shirt, getting goosebumps as Hera glanced at my big breasts with my wide areolas and puffy pink nipples.

She'd never seen my boobs before and I was embarrassed but it felt good to see her gaze at them.

There was a flood of moisture over my fingers as I rubbed along my crease and I reached into myself, stroking the roof of my vagina and clenching around my slippery digits while Hera and I looked at each other and then at Max, and then back at each other.

I watched her lips open wider and close a little, and watched her half naked hips jerk as she masturbated, her nipples growing erect atop her quivering boobs.

I couldn't believe this was happening. I was watching my best friend get herself off, right in front of me.

I listened to the sound of her breaths as she worked on herself, hips swaying slightly, her fingers curling against the table and the muscles of her arm tensing as she stroked inside her jeans.

I thrust my wet cunt over my slick fingers, letting their tips pierce the soft squeeze inside me, moistening the seat of my panties with my arousal while my clit throbbed and my wrist rubbed against my hairy pubic mound.

Max turned and walked past the window, toward the side with the door and I felt a moment of panic wherein I looked at Hera, writhing and pumping her hand between her thighs, my own fingers buried deep in my sex, my knees trembling.

I was so afraid that he was going to walk in that I barely noticed as Hera straightened and pushed her pants down, exposing her butt and upper thighs and then leaning over the table while she masturbated.

I looked at her briefly, seeing her breasts quiver and her mouth twitch as she rubbed quicker and quicker.

"Oh my god Jen, oh my... ahhh, ohh... I'm about to nut!" she squealed, driving her sex against her hand, letting out shuddering gasps that I'd never heard her make before.

When I realized I was watching my best friend have an orgasm I felt my pussy pinch my stroking fingers hard, felt my clit pulse and my juices swell around them and soak my inner thighs.

I fell into a crouch, clutching my cunt, working my fingertips through the gripping tight muscles inside my vagina and letting myself go.

I came, messily, through my trembling hand, thinking Max was going to hear Hera and find us both in the middle of this lewd act.

I bit my lip and shivered as my climax hit me in waves, my slick flower riding against my palm as I drove two fingers into the throbbing squeeze, my labia parting against my slippery knuckle.

"Ohhh... shit," I squeaked, flooding my pants, knowing that my cum was likely dripping off the crotch of my jeans as thrills of pleasure traveled up my spine from my spasmodically thrusting pussy.

"Ffffuck..." Hera sighed, her body quaking, her fingers just visible behind the curve of her bare ass as she leaned forward and stroked her gash.

She looked down at me, her lips parting in a silent cry as ecstasy pulsed through her.

We both gasped in sync with one another, and I could smell our orgasms while I gripped the edge of the table, squirting through my curled digits and laughing at the mess I was making.

I sat back as the throb of pleasure started to ebb, and I saw the cleft of Hera's sex part around her slender, glistening fingers, her press-on nails disappearing into the fold of her vagina and reappearing as she drew them out.

She turned toward me and pulled up her pants but the mental image of her, bent over, fingertips sliding into her wet crevice stayed lodged in my memory.

"That was fun," she said, staring at my large tits for a moment as she pulled her shirt down over her erect nipples.

"I just kept thinking about our Max, in here, fucking my brains out against that table and I just... ahh," she admitted as I stood up on wobbly legs, embarrassed that I'd made such a mess.

"Is he... ours now?" I asked, pulling my shirt and bra down over my big boobs.

"Do you wanna fuck him?" she asked, lifting both eyebrows and still gazing at my tits as I buttoned my pants and tried to cover up my soaked crotch.

"If you wanna ask him out..." I started, glancing out at the movie screen.

"Nah, I don't wanna date him, just fuck him," she said.

"You can date him if you want. He doesn't have a girlfriend does he?" she asked.

I thought about him taking me from behind, his pelvis clapping against my naked butt as he drove his engorged rod into my vagina. I thought about my cunt squeezing his stiffened glans as it struck into me.

Then I thought about Hera sitting there, watching him pump his prick into my slick pussy and masturbating, and I felt a flutter of arousal deep in my groin and had to stop.

At this point in my life I'd only had one boyfriend and it'd lasted about a month and had been okay at best.

We saw max on our way out of the theater. I don't think he saw how wet I was, luckily.

I was able to wrap a sweater around my waist and mostly hide my wet groin but at least one person seemed to notice the dark patch and looked away awkwardly while I blushed.

"God... that was fucking hot. He has no idea we both came just a few feet away from him," Hera laughed.

She wasn't wrong, and I was still incredibly turned on.

I thought about it the whole drive home, and then later in bed, Hera's slippery narrow fingers gliding through her peach while I sat in my puddle of cum, watching for the half-of-a-moment before she pulled up her pants.

We didn't talk about it very much after that and the next time me and Hera hung out together we were with our other friends.

The plan that night was to sit on the couch with Kyle and his girlfriend Aiden and watch this B-rated movie they'd found through some internet reviewer, and maybe smoke a little weed.

The smoking part happened and the sitting on the couch happened for a little bit.

About five minutes into the movie Kyle gave us this excuse that he, "needed to feed his fish," and went upstairs.

Aiden got a text from him about a minute later and, "went to help," leaving us alone together.

We tried watching the movie but it was maybe... a little on the too-boring-to-watch side of the B-movie spectrum for our tastes.

I don't know... it had its moments but after about twenty minutes or so me and Hera were more intrigued by the fact that this living room had a fairly wide walk-in closet facing the TV and couch with a wood-slatted sliding door that you could peer through.

"Wanna watch from in there?" I asked.

Hera bit her lip and shook her head like I was making a joke about our naughty adventure at the theater.

I didn't really think she'd go for it, but then five more minutes went by and we were ninety-percent certain that Kyle and his girlfriend were fucking upstairs, and then the movie we were watching dropped a bombshell reveal that all its build-up resulted in... dun dun dun... zombies.

"Alright, let's go," Hera said, and I followed her into the closet.

I watched her tug down her jeans, exposing the narrow strip of hair above her pussy lips and gazing over at me as I pushed mine over my hips, pulling my underwear away from my slightly moist sex.

Her fingers curled under her mons and dragged between her curtains and I could hear the gentle slish of wetness as she stroked along her groove.

I ran two fingertips across my entrance and felt my juices spread along my slit and drip down my inner thigh as I hooked my digits and pierced myself deep.

I looked up at Hera, seeing her gorgeous face shift between watching me masturbate and looking through the slats, the light of the TV through the closet door illuminating strips of her pale skin and the t-shirt she had on.

I watched her rock her hips, rubbing along the cleft of her cunt while I buried my fingertips in my vagina, feeling myself tighten around them as I gripped my hairy womanhood.

I dragged my slick fingers through my flower and over my aroused clit, trying to divide my attention between Hera stroking herself and our view of the room outside and mostly looking at her bare groin and her slender hand pumping briskly between her legs.

Then she lifted her shirt and I saw her perky nipples and perfectly shaped petite breasts, striped by flashing television lights while she parted her labia with one curled finger.

I followed her example and rolled up my bra and shirt, letting my big breasts drop free before grabbing my pussy again and stroking along its cleft.

"Fuck, this is so much fun," she sighed her hand starting to move quicker between her pale thighs.

I thought I could see her cheeks turn a little red as her lips parted and her nipples grew even perkier.

Her gaze was locked on my breasts and my pussy juices were streaming down my legs as my fingertips struck through the grip of my vagina.

Hera let out a little gasp and closed her mouth, lips tightening as she watched me hook my fingers and drive them into myself, riding their wet lengths as I drew them out along my flower, my clit swelling between my knuckles.

I think I might've lost it right there and ejaculated all down my legs and through my gripping fingers but we started hearing movement outside.

We both peered out through the slats and saw Kyle and Aiden return to the couch together. I heard them laugh about something while Hera and I both touched ourselves, hands moving slow and gracefully against our hairy cunts as we looked out and then back at one-another.

I could see some sort of question in Hera's gaze as her lips parted for another discrete gasp of arousal, her hand trembling as she rubbed along her groove.

Did she want to stop, was she worried we'd be caught this time?

I wondered as I sighed quietly, grasping one of my breasts and squeezing it while I pumped my slick fingers across my pussy, further lubricating my entrance and teasing my throbbing bud with brief caresses.

Then Hera reached out, her hand shaking as she gently, curiously, touched my other breast.

I felt a thrill of pleasure as she held it in her palm, testing the weight of it with her soft feminine hand.

My fingertip circled my swollen clit while she ran her thumb around my areola and squeezed my boob gently.

I moved a little closer and let her sample the feel of my breast with her hand, and then I put my hand on her chest, pressing her soft mound against my palm.

I felt her nipple grow firm in response and heard both of us make gentle wet noises between our legs as we stroked our slick pussies in rhythm with one-another.

We heard Aiden and Kyle laugh outside as we grasped each other's tits, our wrists flicking rapidly between our thighs and the smell of our arousal starting to fill the air between us.

My gaze dipped down to her lithely stroking hand as my fingers surged along my splayed sex, rubbing myself from my opening to the hood of my clit and feeling a rush of ecstasy as she kneaded and squished my breast with her fingers.

I heard her sigh as I drew my gaze up across her bare chest to her open mouth, her nipple erect between my finger knuckles and my cunt drooling through my pumping wet digits.

I felt her hot breath against my lips and I came hard, my vagina tensing around my thrusting fingertips as I curled them through my labia, releasing a flood of moisture all at once and clamping my thighs tight around my hand.

"Ah..." I squeaked softly, my face burning and my legs wobbling.

I grabbed Hera's shoulder and dragged her to the floor with me, our cheeks touching and our arms working as we both stroked ourselves into a climax, her warm exhalations across my earlobe sending me deeper into my orgasm.

"I'm cumming..." she sighed as she pressed my right breast against my chest, her wrist rubbing against mine as my pussy clamped tightly around my surging digits and my cum pulsed between them.

Then as we were both gasping, biting our lips and being as quiet as possible at the height of pleasure we both turned our mouths toward each other and kissed.

I could feel her shoulder move as she continued to jerk herself off and I thrust my tongue into her mouth as we locked lips, drawing it across her palate and inhaling the scent of her perfume and the moisture of her body.

"Mh mhhh..." she moaned and I could tell she was having an intense orgasm from the way she was shivering and her shoulders were heaving and the way she was kissing me back, her tongue gliding through my lips and across my gums while I pinched her nipple between a thumb and forefinger.

I drove my fingertips through my tightened pussy muscles, feeling my sex squeeze my narrow digits together as my clit throbbed in my naked palm.

Then her hand moved down from my breast and wrapped around my wrist.

Her lips pulled away from mine and from the slivers of light from the tv screen I could see that her face was bright red.

She brought my hand to her mouth and sucked my fingers clean, thrusting against her hand while she pulled her lips along my slippery digits, sending goosebumps up my arm.

I reached down and cupped the wet knuckle between her legs, feeling it work firmly over her pubic mound and feeling her inner labia spread around her fingertips as they sank into her vagina.

Our breasts were pressed together and my fingers were stroking along her tongue as she raised her pussy hand to my lips.

I could smell her orgasm all over it and I opened my mouth and inhaled deeply as I tasted her, pulling her juices over her slick finger knuckles.

Her arousal was sweet and the smell of her made my nipples stiffen and my hips thrust with need.

She pulled her lips off the tips of my fingers and placed her head on my shoulder as her wet hand slid out of my mouth and ran shakily down the side of my neck.

We sat like that for about a minute, both of us shivering uncontrollably, breasts touching.

I couldn't tell if she was in shock at what we'd just done or if she was just too deep in that post orgasm bliss to think straight.

"Where the hell are they?" I heard Kyle say, and Hera must've heard it too because we each straightened and started shimmying back into our jeans.

We stood up, fully dressed, maybe smelling a little like sex, but, what can you do in these situations really?

I looked at Hera and she looked back at me with a look of mischief on her face.

I had no idea how we were going to get out of the closet without raising suspicion and I was mentally panicking a little when Hera suddenly let out a raspy zombie moan.

"Hey, what the f..." I whispered and she clapped a hand over my mouth and giggled.

I got another good whiff of her sex juices off of that hand and felt my nipples prick up.

Then I heard the movie pause and I looked outside.

Kyle was standing up and Aiden was cowering behind him and they were both looking at the closet.

My heart thudded in my chest as he approached and just before he opened the sliding door Hera threw it wide.

"Mrrrooaahhrrh!" she moaned, emerging in a zombified lurch.

Kyle flinched in surprise and Aiden shrieked, making me jump.

"Oh my god, we waited in there for like half-an-hour," Hera panted, laughing at how successfully she'd spooked our two friends.

We didn't really talk that night about what we'd done, or... almost done, together, but I got this warm feeling from her like she wanted to, like she wanted to be a little closer to me.

When I dropped her off at home she looked me in the eyes before getting out.

Maybe I should have leaned over the console and kissed her, but I was still so confused about it all so we said goodnight and she smiled and went on as normal.

The next week Hera texted me asking if I wanted to go see a movie.

Thinking back on our last trip to our local theater together I was immediately exhilarated and a little scared.

There were several movies that I wanted to see, but I suspected I'd be... distracted.

"Let's watch Armadroids Seven: The Revenge of Yargon," I suggested.

I got three cry-laugh emojis back from her.

I didn't even know who or what the fuck Yargon was. It wasn't the kind of thing either of us would normally watch.

"Let's do it, winky-face-emoji," she answered back after a suspiciously long pause.

I found myself reading that message again and feeling aroused.

When the day arrived I showed up at the theater wearing a camisole and a skirt, no panties underneath, and my usual leather jacket.

Hera was wearing some short shorts and a loose-fitting sweater that showed off her shoulders and the fact that she maybe only had a bra on underneath.

I remember counting the minutes sitting in the theater next to her and listening to the projector guy move around in the booth.

Then my heart raced as he shut the door and started making his way down the theater steps.

The projector whirred to life and Hera and I climbed over our back-row seats as the Armadroids logo roared across the screen behind us.

When I saw the inside of the booth the memory of that weekend made my vagina slick with anticipation.

I walked into the room, moving up to the long table the projector was on, and turned to face Hera.

This time she moved in close, wasting no time, pressing her mouth to mine, grabbing my breasts and backing me up against the table.

I sat on the edge of it and inhaled sharply as Hera's hands slid under my camisole and bra and squeezed my naked tits, her tongue thrusting across my palate and her lips opening wide against mine.

Her breaths warmed my cheek as we made out, my hands caressing her hips while hers explored the bare curves of my big breasts, her thumbs tracing the edges of my nipples and the seam of her shorts riding against my naked sex as I gradually spread my legs for her.

Her lithe tongue lashed through my lips as I started grinding against her, drawing a line of moisture along the front of her zipper, feeling her soft fingers knead my boobs while I sucked her upper lip.

"Mmh," she moaned into my mouth, thrusting against my bare pussy while she groped my chest.

Her lips pulled away from mine and I caught a whiff of her perfume as she planted kisses down my face and neck, squeezing my tits firmly as she went down on her knees.

She lifted my skirt and smiled when she saw my naked pussy, covering it with her mouth and sucking my aroused clit without any hesitation.

"Ahh, ohh my..." I gasped as she licked along my furrow up to my swollen nub, her lips pulling over its hood while I ran my fingers through her hair, watching in near disbelief as my best friend went down on me.

I felt her tongue stroke along my opening and I bucked my hips impulsively, driving my pussy against her mouth and seeing her blush as she squeezed my hips and worked her way through my labia.

"Ohh Hera..." I sighed as she licked into my vagina, her slender nose pressing into my bush as she reached into me with the tip of her tongue, her saliva dripping down my butt crack while she peered up from between my legs.

My fingernails scraped against the table surface as I held onto her head with my other hand and felt her dip into me, moaning as she swirled her tongue just inside my entrance, pulling my juices through my wet flower and sucking it off of my inner labia.

My clit throbbed and my toes curled as Hera reached up my chest and grasped my naked tits again, gripping them firmly while she drove her slick tongue into my vagina.

"Ahhh..." I sighed, thighs quivering as I fought to keep my legs open, my hips rocking as she licked into my pussy, scooping my nectar along my splayed sex and over my pulsating clitoris.

"Ahh, fuck!" I squealed, unable to contain myself anymore. I clamped my thighs around Hera's head and came on her lashing tongue, feeling myself squirt over it as she covered my opening with her mouth, feeling my cum run down the curve of my ass as she continued to lick my thrusting cunt.

Hera gripped my tits tightly as I came in her mouth, ejaculating in hot pulses through the pull of her lips and hearing her grunt as she drank my orgasm.

"Ffffuck Hera..." I sighed, voice trembling as I watched her cheeks redden between my thighs and felt her suck my swollen clit, my fingernails raking across her scalp while flashes of intense pleasure erupted from my groin.

I opened my trembling legs and felt the cool air against my wet sex as she pulled away, kissing and sucking my labia while she dug in her purse for something, still grasping my right breast and smiling as her lips played against my flower.

"Oooh..." I moaned, feet wobbling as they hung in the air above her shoulders.

She reached down with both hands like she was maneuvering something into place under the table.

In the theater behind us I could hear the distant rumble of the speakers and the tinny voices of one of the animated characters talking while I watched Hera's mouth press against my womanhood and pull away, her wet tongue striking along my gash each time she leaned in.

Then she stood up and I could see what she'd been doing before.

She had a harness under her shorts which were now splayed open in the front with a neon purple cock affixed to her groin from within.

"Turn around," she said, licking my cum off her lips.

I felt myself blush and did as I was told, flipping myself over on the table and laying my bare tits on the cool surface as Hera lifted my skirt and put her hands on my ass.

She pinched my cheeks, spread them apart and I felt the round head of her dildo part my labia and glide into me.

"Ahhhh..." I sighed as the hard length of her penis slid up my vagina, prising my inner muscles wide around its bulbous tip.

My knees wobbled as she drew its broad head back through my tightening sex and drove it deep again, pressing her groin against my naked flower while my pussy squeezed its unyielding girth.

"Oooh, god you have a nice ass Jen," Hera moaned, gripping my cheeks while she thrust into me, my cunt slicking the hard shaft as it stroked smoothly through my clench.

She gave my ass a playful slap and I gasped, looking over my shoulder and giggling as she drove her hips against me, making my butt jiggle as she pumped her prick through my pinched pussy muscles.

I gripped the edge of the table and moaned as she fucked me with brisk strokes, her soft hands gliding over my bare ass while her cock cleaved through the tight press of my vaginal walls.

"Ahh ahhh ahhh... ohh Hera yes!" I gasped, feeling a new orgasm creep up from my groin as my pussy rode over the hard shaft of her penis, stroking it from base to tip while my juices squirted down its length and ran down my legs.

"Ohh yeah, cum all over my dick!" Hera growled, grabbing my hips and driving the bulb of her prick deep into the crush of my vagina while I came against her thrusting pelvis.

Then as my limbs were quivering, my heels raised off the floor and I arched my back, cheeks clapping against Hera's driving hips while her cock surged through my slippery cunt, and I saw Max walk past the projection booth window.

"Ahhh..." I sighed, trying to form words through my orgasm when suddenly the door flew open beside us.

Hera's dick pulled through my gripping pussy muscles and I felt my cum squirt from my opening and dribble down my cleft as she stepped back.

I turned my head and saw Max standing in the doorway with a look of absolute shock on his face.

I felt myself turn beet red as he stared at us, my ass out, my bare boobs on the table, my orgasm streaming down my thighs.

"Well don't just stand there, come in or shut the door," Hera said, thinking fast.

There was some hesitance but he stepped inside and closed the door behind him.

"What... is going on?" he asked as I stood up straight letting my skirt fall over my naked butt.

"Wanna have your cock sucked Max?" Hera asked, slipping her shorts and the strap-on harness down her hips and exposing her pussy to him before pulling up her sweater to reveal that she only had a bra on beneath it.

Max looked dumbstruck, but I could see the shape of his erection bulging against the inside of his pant-leg.

He looked at me as I slid to the floor, still blushing like crazy, then he turned toward Hera as she leaned against the back wall and started stroking her hairy sex with two fingers.

"Alright then," Max answered finally, unbuckling his pants and pulling out his cock.

Hera had been right, he had a pretty big dick.

"Don't point it at me, she's the one who's gonna blow you, I just wanna watch," Hera said with a grin.

I gave Hera a look that said, "oh... really?" before deciding that, yeah I really did want to suck his dick, but mostly because I wanted to watch Hera get off to it.

I pulled my camisole all the way off so the boy could look down at my big breasts while I sucked him and crawled toward him on my knees.

It probably looked submissive and sexy but it was mostly because I still felt wobbly from cumming.

I grasped the shaft of his prick, feeling it harden in my hand as I stroked it, gazing up at him, my cheeks still warm.

"It feels really big," I said, running my hand up and down his smooth length, dragging my knuckle up against the bell of his member and seeing a clear bead of precum form on his tip.

I stuck out my tongue and licked the underside of his penis, feeling his sweet nectar flow down the center of it as I pulled it into my mouth.

My lips touched his bell and parted and I heard Max gasp as my slick palate slid over his cock, lubricating its swollen end with his syrupy arousal and frothing spit as I pumped over him.

"Ahhh, Jen... wow," he sighed, gazing down in disbelief as I gripped the base of his shaft and dragged my mouth up over his round and slippery tip, sucking his precum off of it and combining it with my saliva as my lips stroked down his cock again.

"Mmmh mmmm..." I hummed, milking his penis, spreading his juices over his stone hard erection while Hera pumped two curled fingers along her slit, shivering audibly while she flicked beside me.

"Ohhh yeah Jen," she moaned as I bobbed along Max's cock, my tongue riding along his smooth underside, his vein throbbing as it slid over my bottom lip.

He put his hand on the back of my head and thrust through my fingers and mouth, his bell swelling as it pumped toward my throat, his shaft slicking my palm with spit and precum.

"Nngh nggh... ngglluk," I gagged as his cock drove deep and choked me. I coughed and pulled my mouth away, salivating down my chin and looking up at him as he dragged the bell of his penis across my face.

"Do you wanna fuck me?" I asked, capturing the head of his dick with my lips and letting it cleave tightly through the press of my tongue and palate, feeling his tip pulse with arousal as it reached back.

He nodded enthusiastically while I pulled up against his flared head and sucked it, stroking his girthy shaft and tonguing slippery precum from his drooling bulb.

My mouth slipped off of his tip as I stood up and turned around and leaned over the table just like I had in my fantasy.

Goosebumps crept up my back as Max put his hands on my ass and pressed the glans of his erect penis into my flower, driving it through my taut vagina muscles.

His spit-covered prick slid through my slippery wet cunt and I gasped as my pussy strained around his mass.

"Ahh... so big..." I moaned, feeling Max's cock glide up against my cervix as his length surged into me, his balls beating against my splayed sex as he drove into me at a steady rhythm.

Hera laid across the table beside me, her hand pumping between her legs, her petite breasts completely exposed now as she rubbed her pussy, blushing, lips curling while Max's hips clapped against my bottom, shaking my tits and thighs.

"Ohh fuck you're hot," Max shuddered as he thrust into me, his hard tip gliding deep into the crush of muscles, my vagina squeezing his erection and my clit swelling as I took the full length of him, feeling the crisp slap of his groin against my butt and listening to Hera's gasps of pleasure as she watched us.

"Yeah she is," Hera agreed, her chest heaving as she masturbated, face twitching, cheeks pink as Max's thick, slippery dick pumped up my juicy sex, my arousal moistening his balls as they swung against my labia.

I felt his penis engorge fully as it pierced my constricting pussy, its tip and rod swelling like he was about to cum hard in the grip of my womanhood, and then I heard Hera squeal and saw her bite her lip and clench her thighs together, her nipples perking and her blush deepening.

"Ohhh yeah... ohhhh fuck..." Max moaned as my cunt slicked his driving member, pinching the sides of his shaft as it cleaved my flower wide, his underside bulging and his head flaring as it stroked into me.

"Ohh I'm... cumming, ahhh," Hera sighed, and I felt Max dig his thumbs into my lower back as he pummeled my splayed slit with his wet stones, his stiff cock dragging my moisture out along its length while he fought the urge to ejaculate in my tight sex.

"Mmm, it feels so good..." I sighed, my eyes rolling back as my breasts and ass rippled from the force of Max's thrusts, his penis gliding smoothly into my vagina, its swollen tip massaging my cunt, making me shudder, and curl my toes, and cream on his surging manhood.

I heard Hera let out a trembling sigh and I felt a thrill of ecstasy as Max's prick stabbed through my clenched pussy muscles and I nearly came from the sound of her, feeling my juices swell around him and trickle down my cleft as he pulled his fat bell toward my entrance.

Hera's slippery fingers curled into my open mouth and I closed my lips around them, tasting her orgasm as I turned my head and let them stroke over my tongue.

"Mmmmh," I moaned, sucking her cum off of her lithe digits and feeling Max tug his pulsing tip through the pinch of my cunt and thrust its slippery underside along my butt crack while my vagina throbbed and let a trickle of moisture down its open furrow.

"I can't... I'm gonna bust..." Max shivered and Hera pulled her fingers through my lips and leaned over my bare back.

I heard him gasp and heard her grunt as she took him in her mouth, sucking him off above the curve of my ass.

"Ahhh... ooooh fuck," he moaned as she slurped noisily along his cock, her short hair ticking the arch of my back as he came into her throat, warm droplets of cum dripping onto my asshole as his load escaped her stroking lips.

Hera squeezed my naked butt while she bobbed along Max's squirting penis, humming while he ejaculated.

I was savoring the taste of her orgasm, licking it off of my mouth and humping the edge of the table while she got a mouthful, drooling hot strands of it onto my naked ass, when I saw something outside.

It was the operator, I realized. Looking up at the theater screen and noticing that the picture was slightly cut off at the top, possibly from us, jostling the table that the projector was on.

That's when I started to panic.

"Oh fuck, the guy's coming," I said, shifting underneath Hera.

I heard her squeal and felt cum dribble down my back as she pulled her mouth off of him and rolled off of me.

"Shit, shit... shiiit," Max cursed as I hunted for my camisole, didn't see it and then gave up, pulled my coat over my arms and zipped it up to cover my tits.

I saw Hera pull her sweater over her head and shove her bra in her purse as I went for the door.

I knew the guy would see me walking away from the projector booth if I went toward my seat so I just sat down against the wall like I'd been there all along, watching from the very back like a total weirdo.

When Hera appeared from inside she followed my example, sitting down next to me and gripping my hand nervously while Max exited the booth and moved to intercept the projectionist.

We each let out sighs of relief as we heard Max talk to the guy over the rumbling racket of Armadroids, then we saw the man come around the corner.

He looked at us, raised an eyebrow and glanced back where Max was as he opened the booth door and slid inside.

I giggled, squeezing Hera's hand.

She turned toward me and as the theater screen flashed I saw a sprinkle of Max's orgasm on her cheek.

She leaned close and kissed me, her lips salty and wet, and as I opened my mouth and let her tongue slide inside I tasted more of his cum, his warm load stroking across my palate, swirling in our saliva.

"Mmmh," she hummed, pressing close and spitting it all into my mouth, then rolling it around, licking the slick liquidy stuff along my gums.

I sucked her thrusting tongue as it retreated and then expelled the mouthful back through her lips, feeling my bare nipples stiffen against the inside of my jacket and noticing how slick my naked vagina was and closing my legs as I realized I was basically flashing the back row of theater patrons, not that anyone had noticed.

I heard her swallow as my mouth slid away from hers and I licked the side of her face and then the corner of her mouth before our lips found eachother again and our tongues surged together.

My pussy convulsed as we traded Max's cum back and forth, the smell of his cock clinging to our faces as we swished thick salty saliva.

We made out until... probably the last twenty minutes of the movie.

I'm not sure why we sat and watched the end of it, it wasn't like we had any investment. I think we were both just in a kind of post-coital bliss, and maybe a little worried someone at the theater would know what we did.

I thought about going back to get my camisole but I had this weird naive idea in my head like there'd be just a note on it with my name or something else embarrassing waiting for me in there.

I never did figure out what happened to it.

No-one but me and Hera and max seem to know that this all happened.

You would think that all of this would have triggered some kind of realization between the three of us, maybe even the formation of some kind of open, polycule, or semi-romantic triangle, but the sad thing is, we didn't really talk to Max after that.

He kept working at the theater but he never approached us, just gave us awkward grins when his boss wasn't looking.

We were all pretty young at the time, so maybe that's it.

As for Hera and I, we made out some more, and even had a few discreet grinding sessions on her couch and both came on eachother, but we never dated and she moved away when she went to college, leaving me in our home town by myself.

Maybe she just wasn't as into girls as I am, maybe she was ashamed of all of it, or maybe she just enjoyed the whole one-and-done nature of the act, who knows.

To this day my friend Hera lives in my fantasies like a kind of wet dream faerie, who has a secret shared only by me and one other person, and I still wonder, if things had gone differently... just what if.