My girlfriend and I have been going out for months already. After sharing our first kiss on our first date as a couple, she began to loosen up toward sexual and erotic behavior. Since she was very conservative and God-fearing, she didn’t like the idea of going to motels, but for some reason liked the cinemas a lot. We frequented SM cinemas since they were often dark and not well elevated, perfect cover for us while making out.
Few more months and our cinema make out sessions started to go further in terms of bases. She put my hand on her breasts and let me play with them while I did the same with her. The first time we did so, we were almost caught by the guards who warned us of our actions by flashing a light at us. From then on we resorted to the cover of darkness with a little help from a jacket or coat either of us wore most of the time.
Under the dark jacket my hands would be wrapped around my girlfriend’s waist, lifting up her shirt while stroking her waist, slowly, making my way up to the bottom wiring of her bra. Her breasts aren’t big but full enough to get a grab on. She usually wears lace underwear which makes it easy for my fingers to navigate blind behind the jacket. I would feel for the hook and unlock it to give my other hand space to slip in between the cups of her bra and her breasts. Soft, supple breasts, definitely a feeling unlike any other. I’d massage her breasts and play with them while we made out until the movie hit its climax and neared its end, then we’d stop and fix up.
We went on like this for a while until one cinema date had her wanting to return the favor.
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I had been going on about increasing our sexual acts for a while already, asking her about how I could make the breast massages feel better for her. I was suggesting that she wear different kinds of clothes so that my hands can enter at different angles to touch her in different ways. She then asked me whether I felt the same the same pleasure from her playing with my breasts (I got man boobs. And that’s the only way she’d play with me back then). I told her that it feels good and all, but every time we make out, I give her a standing ovation that would feel much better played with than my man boobs. She innocently eluded the answer and pretended not to know what I meant. I of course explained and she giggled with a bit of naught in her smile.
The next cinema date we had, we were doing our usual thing. The cinema was unusually empty since we were watching a B movie that didn’t appeal to block buster audiences. It was five rows away till the next occupied seats and the movie wasn’t as good as we expected it to be. As I locked lips with her and unhooked her bra in discretion, she whispered to my ear, “What were you talking about when you said standing ovation?”
I looked at her in a bit of shock since she disliked sexuality (until I made her breasts feel good with my hands that she kept longing for my breast massages) and asked her, “Would you really like to know?”
With a bit of hesitation she replied, “Yeah, show me.”
I felt my pants grow tighter as the little man was already in full standing position. It was throbbing already and if I were home in front of my computer I’d be wanking it to a Maria Ozawa gangbang. I told her, “Are you sure? You won’t be able to see it in here…”
With a raised eyebrow she answered, “Yeah I’m sure. Just…”
So I grabbed her hand and pulled it under the jacket that covered us. I kissed it first and then guided it to my already stiff staff and gently let her finger feel part of the erection.
She pulled away her hand after touching it and in a small voice said, “Ew…” and then slowly went back to wanting to touch it again, cautiously moving her hand nearer as though it were a dead rat.
When she finally rested her hand on the bulge in my pants, she leaned toward me, placed her head on my shoulder and whispered, “It’s so hard…”
I just shrugged off the remark and gave her a light, “Hehe”
She continued to squeeze it on different parts of the shaft, a pleasure on my part since she’s the first person other than myself to touch it. I was used to having my hand touch it, but something about hers felt more pleasurable, a lot more pleasurable. I was in heaven, the cutest girl in the world had her hands on my shaft and was poking around on it.
“So how do I make it feel better than me playing with your boobs?” she jokingly said while continuing to squeeze parts of my shaft between her index finger and thumb.
My mind went haywire going, “Oh my gosh! Could this be!? I’m about to receive my first hand job, heck, this might even lead to my first blowjob!” But I showed nothing of it to her and simply replied, “Well, I do it by stroking it up and down.”
“How is that?” she asked while squeezing through my pants.
“Like this,” as I grabbed the hand that was on my stiffy and guided it up and down like in normal masturbation (or at least my normal masturbation).
“Oh…” as I released her hand and she began stroking me through my pants on her own. It felt really good even if it was through several layers of clothing. The barrier, however, meant that I wasn’t getting enough pleasure and each stroke she did was just a tease, making my wood want to be played with even harder, faster and most importantly… more!
I closed my eyes in the pleasure of her hand running up and down my crotch massaging my penis through my pants, but the tease was starting to become unbearable and I needed more. I looked at her and said, “Do you want to actually feel it?”
Being a shy girl, she stared at me for a few moments and got lost in thought, probably figuring out what to say.
So I asked her, “Would you object to touching the actual thing?” to which she shook her head.
Gently I pulled her hand away from my crotch to I could move to a more comfortable position and began to unzip my pants. The pressure in my penis was really starting to build up and the unzipping of my pants was like the opening of a valve which much necessarily relieved it.
She saw what I was doing and started grabbing for my penis again, trying to look for it within my anatomy (wasn’t hard to find 
). Now only my boxers stood in the way between her hand and my rock hard staff.
I grabbed her hand again and whispered, “Ready?”
She nodded and so I placed her hand inside my boxers where she immediately felt and grabbed my penis.
It was a unique feeling, having someone else’s fingers wrapped around my penis. She began giving me light tugs, moving her small soft hand up and down my shaft with a light gentle grip. It was ecstasy. I could tell it was her first time to do this sort of thing because of the awkwardness of how she stroked me.
I guided her hand with mine, tightened her grip and moved it up and down in a more comfortable position. She seemed turned on by what she was doing since she used her other hand to pull me in for a lip lock that had me moaning into her mouth from the pleasure that I was experiencing for the first time.
She kept stroking me faster and faster as our tongues wrestled between our lips, each stroke drawing me closer to the climax. She pulled me in tighter into our kiss as she felt my rod throbbing in her hand. She went faster and faster and faster and faster until I felt I could hold it in no longer. With a big gasp, sucking her lips, I let it out on her hand while she continued to jerk me off, spewing my little white men all over her hand.
This was her first time to have semen on her hands and the creamy, slippery feeling made her uncomfortable. Her hand stopped and she asked me, “What happened?”
I grinned and replied, “It’s done.”
“Ew…” she said while letting go of my wood, “So what do I do with this?” referring to the semen on her hand.
“Just wipe it, I guess.” I replied. Luckily I had some tissue with me and she was able to wipe it off her hands.
I closed up my pants again and we were able to enjoy the rest of the movie, me panting from the first handjob I’ve ever gotten, her hugging me tightly from the intimacy we just had.
When the movie was over, she washed her hands thoroughly in the comfort room while I fixed myself up in its male counterpart. This would be the start of many an intimate sexual experiences to come.
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This is my 1st time to share my experiences. Comments and suggestions are duly appreciated. 