Losing one's virginity in the movie theater

My name is Vivian, and I'm a junior in college. Today is Ken's birthday, and coincidentally, we both don't have classes, so we decided to go out and celebrate. Ken is in the same year as me, but we study different subjects. We live in the same dorm and met at a Christmas party last year. He's six feet two inches tall, the captain of the tennis team, and not only is he handsome and dashing, but he's also intelligent and witty; being with him is never boring. Perhaps because of this, I quickly accepted him and made him my first boyfriend. Since I went to an all-girls high school, I didn't have many opportunities to date. Although some boys asked me out after I entered university, I remained unmoved until Ken appeared, changing my lonely life.

Although I'm not a tennis pro, I love sports and often practice with Ken after class, though he always lets me win. Like today, we decided to play tennis first, then watch a movie, and then have a candlelight dinner. I tied my long hair up, wearing a pink striped tank top and a white tennis skirt, which made me look even taller and slimmer. I'm five feet ten inches tall, with a well-proportioned figure and not an ounce of excess fat. I bought this new tennis skirt last week, and today is the first time I'm wearing it. The skirt is shorter than my old one, revealing most of my smooth thighs. Ken seemed a little distracted while playing, staring intently at me, especially my legs. Several times when I bent down to pick up a ball, he even secretly peeked under my skirt. Although we've been dating for over four months, his obsessive staring still makes me a little embarrassed.

After playing, I was covered in sweat, so I took a shower in the court's bathroom, which felt much better. "Oh no!" I suddenly realized I'd forgotten to put the change of clothes I'd prepared in my bag! My underwear was soaked with sweat again, so... Stepping out of the tennis court, Ken was already waiting outside. As soon as he saw me, he looked up at my chest and quickly noticed I wasn't wearing a bra. "Vivian, you look especially stunning today," he whispered in my ear, then hugged me tightly. In his arms, my soft breasts pressed tightly against his chest, my heart pounding. "You're so naughty!" I'd never been so close to a man before, and I was completely flustered, my face flushing red to the roots of my ears. His hands started to caress my back, making my heart itch... Just then, a group of people walked towards the stadium, and we immediately separated, looking incredibly embarrassed. Ken held my hand the whole way, and I was still thinking about what had just happened, my palms sweating, and I didn't dare lift my head. He seemed to sense my feelings and whispered in my ear, "Silly girl, cheer up!" Seeing that familiar, bright smile, I relaxed again.

We entered the movie theater, and because it was Sunday afternoon, there were very few people watching the movie. The theater was dark, and we finally managed to reach our seats at the very back. To attract young people, the theater had two adjacent couple seats in the last two rows. We chose the couple seats, while most of the other audience members were scattered in the front, so they were quite far apart. I rested my head on Ken's shoulder, and he held me tightly. This was a horror movie about a psychopathic killer who lured and murdered different women. There were many sex scenes, all real. When the male and female leads moaned, I felt uneasy. Watching these scenes, I felt inexplicably hot all over… At the same time, I felt a warm sensation on Ken's cheeks. I looked up at him and found him staring intently at me. He leaned down to kiss me, his wet lips tightly sucking on mine, our tongues intertwined.

I closed my eyes, accepting the intense kiss. As I fully savored that intoxicating, deep kiss, I suddenly felt a chill on my stomach. Without my noticing, his hands had sneaked under my shirt, slowly caressing my back, then gradually moving forward from my sides, finally landing on my breasts. "No!" I cried out in surprise. "Don't worry, I'll be gentle," he said softly, his breath on my ear sending a shiver down my spine. He continued to fondle my breasts, rubbing my hardening nipples clockwise with his palm. I thought of pushing him away, but I felt completely powerless, and my heart grew hotter and hotter, my lower body felt warm, like it was being bitten by ants.

After a while, he simply lifted my vest and licked my nipples like a nursing baby. By this time, we were in a semi-reclining position. One of his hands slowly moved down from my chest to my thigh, then stroked back and forth, making me even more itchy. Following the smooth path, his hand moved up my leg, finally reaching my private parts. Since I hadn't put on underwear after playing ball, he touched a wet swamp. He probably hadn't expected me to be without underwear, so when he touched the soft pubic hair, he couldn't help but breathe heavily, and his hand rubbing my breasts suddenly became stronger. "No..." I managed to utter this weak resistance with the last of my virginity. But when he kissed my earlobe and breathed into my ear, I was speechless, or perhaps I simply didn't want to. His hands skillfully caressed my vulva, deftly playing with my pubic hair. He slowly circled my genitals, from the outside in, from top to bottom. "Ah," I couldn't help but moan, my vagina releasing more fluid, wanting more and more.

He lifted me up, placing me on his lap, facing the screen, while he embraced me from behind (like two L-shaped figures sitting on top of each other). My buttocks pressed against his crotch, feeling the hard bulge, making my heart beat even faster. He spread his legs, causing mine, resting on them, to open as well. Then, he launched a full-scale attack on my genitals, his hands intertwining and caressing my labia before parting ways. One hand climbed upwards, constantly stroking my sensitive clitoris, while the other crawled downwards until it reached my already soaked entrance, then slowly slipped inside, like a nimble little snake, exploring the mysteries within, but only to a shallow depth, never penetrating to the very core.

"Oh, oh..." Fortunately, there weren't many people in the theater, and the distance between us was quite far, so no one heard my cries, and the female characters in the movie were even louder than me. But at this moment, I couldn't care less about that, because my heart was racing, experiencing this wonderful sensation. His fingers made a wet, slippery sound inside my vagina, while his penis grew harder and harder. He was burning up, gently pushing me away, quickly unzipping his pants, pulling his underwear and outer pants down to his knees. "Vivian, I love you," he said, holding my waist and slowly pulling me down until his penis was pressed against my vulva. "I'm scared..." I seemed to already imagine the next move. "Don't be afraid, just bear with it." He used one hand to rub his penis against my vulva, the large glans moistening my opening, while his other hand simultaneously kneaded my breasts, giving me unprecedented stimulation. As his speed increased, my vulva became soaking wet, and I just wanted that emptiness to be filled. "Ah... I... I..." I gasped for breath.

Ken seemed to guess what I was thinking: "Good sister, what's wrong?" "I... I..." He inserted the glans slightly, but immediately pulled it out, making me even more itchy and unbearable. "I... I want..." "What do you want?" "I... I want you to insert..." Before I could finish speaking, he immediately thrust upwards, reaching the bottom of my deep hole. "Ah!" I cried out. He hugged me and asked with concern, "Did I hurt you?" Perhaps because my vagina was already quite wet, the initial pain was slowly replaced by an unprecedented pleasure. He felt my love juice flowing out, and then slowly, one thrust at a time, afraid of increasing my pain. I felt a surge of adrenaline, the power, the touch, almost made me faint. Then, Ken gradually increased his strength, thrusting faster and faster, panting heavily. Later, he even held my waist and moved up and down, finally pushing me up, his semen erupting like a volcano from his glans, splattering all over the floor.

From then on, Ken cherished me even more. Our love for this indoor sport now surpasses even our love for tennis.

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