I love these final moments

and thus serving an entirely different purpose, I climbed out of the car and went inside to grab our drinks and the popcorn. In doing so, I also scanned the crowd to see if there were any of my buddies there. If there were, then sharing secret signals on how well we’d done. Unfortunately, there was no one there I hung out with, so my achievement would have to wait until the following Monday.

I was still relieving the experience second by second, running it over and over again inside my head when Rose returned to the car. I handed her her drink, and sat the bucket of popcorn on the seat between us. As I did so, I happened to glance over and saw that her nipples, both of them were still pressing even more firmly, more obviously than I ever remembered seeing them before against the material of her shirt. And then I knew why…Rose had removed her bra entirely!

**

Minutes later as the lights came down again, and the second feature started, Rose and I came together like a pair of magnets. I remember the tub of popcorn being knocked over, spilling onto the floor of my freshly cleaned and vacuumed carpeting. I could have cared less. And like magnets, my hand, or rather both of them actually, found each of Rose’s breasts, (braless breasts mind you) simultaneously.

Now I was touching both boobs (well sort of anyway) but the fact she was no longer wearing a bra, essentially giving me the so-called “green light”, once again a never-before reached level of achievement, (not even by John the God himself). I think every hair on my entire body was standing on end. Goosebumps galore raced up and down my entire body, along with my rock-hard prick, that was now almost painfully uncomfortable as I sat half twisted in my seat, both hands caressing Rose’s soft full breasts. But the best was yet to come.

Within a short span of time, I graduated from booby fondling, to nipple pinching. It was like graduating from high school early, and going on to college. The fact I was actually thumbing and exploring those hard little nubbins of flesh (even if it was still through her thin tee shirt) was well beyond my wildest imaginings. (Well ok…maybe that’s going a little too far), but…it was certainly more than I’d expected to happen during the course of the evening.

Once again, she placed her hands over both of mine, and then I thought, “Ok, so now she’s bringing things to a screeching halt,” perfectly content with that if she had. Already I had blown the roof off anything any of the other guys had achieved, including John, who in my mind no longer warranted “God status”, a title I couldn’t claim myself either as it had to be given to you by the others. But already I was imagining the official ceremony taking place come Monday.

With Rose’s hands now covering mine, I felt her lift them, still holding mine, almost pulling away, though she held each of mine in hers tighter still. In the next instant, I felt the touch of skin on skin, her hands now guiding each of mine beneath her tee shirt! I seriously couldn’t believe this was happening. Within seconds, I now had twin impressions permanently burned within the palms of each hand as I now covered those extended nipples of hers directly, palming and again kneading them at first, before delicately locating each within my finger tips.

Once again Rose moaned, her cry of pleasure easily heard as the couple sitting in the car next to us suddenly looked over. I felt prouder than hell as I saw the guy suddenly smile giving me the thumbs up. I’d seen him around at school, though I didn’t know him. But I also knew now that the story would spread, giving confirmation to my coronation come Monday.

I lost all sense of my surroundings along with my newfound status when I heard Rose say, “suck them.”

Everything else became a blur after that. As my mouth actually surrounded one of her hard little points, gathering it between my lips as I gently suckled her breast, three things seemed to happen at once. One, I came in my pants. It was quite unexpected and unplanned for. And though embarrassed that I had, I still had the secret advantage of her not knowing that. Secondly, it did at least alleviate the ever growing pressure I was feeling, and three,

it made it a hell of a lot more comfortable to sit there, even if I could feel the sticky moisture of my climax bathing my rapidly deflating prick. Which surprisingly, didn’t stay that way for as nearly long as I might have expected.

The only thing that really mattered now, was the fact I was going back and forth between each one of her breasts, sucking them, flicking them with my tongue, while my fingers played follow the leader on her other breast. It was only a few moments later when Rose did the one thing I would never have expected her to do in a million, trillion years. She came.

My orgasm had been a silent, secret, though messy one. I think I may have grimaced with my lips surrounding her nipple, but that was about as much as I gave away. Rose on the other hand, simply cried out, unabashedly, unashamedly, and uninhibitedly. I wish now I had looked over to our companions sitting on either side of us. I’d loved to have seen the expression on their faces then, but I was simply too busy still sucking and fondling Rose’s breasts to bother looking, tempted as I may have been.

Now, as stupid as this may sound, (and probably does) I still didn’t know, or grasp the fact she’d just had an orgasm. I wasn’t so naive as to believe girls didn’t…however, the mechanics I knew involved other things needing to take place before that could be achieved. And unless she’d been secretly fondling herself in some way that I wasn’t aware of, her cry of pleasure simply signaled to me that she was enjoying whatever the hell it was I was doing. So imagine my surprise when Rose finally pushed me away. Talk about confusion.

One second I’m thinking she’s hotter than she’s ever been, certainly hotter than any girl I’ve ever known or been with, and the next second, she’s calling a sudden screeching halt to the proceedings.

“Maybe you’d better take me home,” she says quietly, readjusting herself and sliding over closer to her own door, the crunch of popcorn beneath her feet as she does so. I knew better than to question her, or complain about the fact the movie we’d come to see wasn’t even half over yet, though for the moment at least,

I’d forgotten which one it was. I quickly, and carefully replaced the speaker back on the pole outside the window, started the car, much to the dismay of our neighbors, and then with lights off, backed out and exited the drive in theater.

I don’t know if the handful of honks from nearby cars were in tribute, or annoyance as we drove out, I didn’t really think about it at the time. It was Rose’s sudden silence that worried me far more.