Of course, we always sat in the back row. My boyfriend Carl and I had done this before. If done carefully, fucking in the movie theater was still possible. Definitely, giving head was a go.
We weren't sure how my little sister, Val, would react, but we would find out tonight. She was only one year younger than me and very sexually experienced.
A threesome in the theater? I doubted if she had had that experience.
She had flown in from Boston for a three-day stay, and on day two, we decided to see a late movie. It was a weeknight, and, to our delight, the theater was practically empty.
We placed Carl in the seat between us with the supersized tub of buttered popcorn, with sodas to wash it down. I grabbed a handful of napkins.
Halfway through the movie, with half the tub of popcorn eaten, I reached toward Carl's lap as if to get more.
Instead, I began rubbing on his cock. It stiffened immediately. Carl reciprocated, his hand suddenly on my pussy, sliding my shorts and panties aside, teasing my wet lips.
I massaged his hardness through the next couple of movie scenes, and then, with my other hand, I reached over and unzipped his fly.
Carl was sans underwear. With some maneuvering, I quickly had his hard cock standing tall in my hand.
I was pumping him with an easy stroke when Val finally took notice. I took her surprise in stride and gave her a wicked smile.
