There was hardly anyone in the theater and I began to hatch an idea. I chose us seats in the back row. By the time Thiago made it into the theater only 4 more people had shown up and they were all seated at least ten rows ahead of us.
“Perfect,” I thought to myself. Thiago found me in the back row and took a seat beside me.
When he sat, I handed him my soaking wet panties.
“What the?” he asked before realizing what he had in his hand. “You are such a bad girl,” he purred in my ear. The feeling of his warm breath against my neck had me coming undone.
By the time the lights went out I was ready to climax simply from the anticipation of him touching me. And as soon as the theater went dark, I felt his hand move slowly up my leg.
I turned and ravaged him with my mouth. I had not been so turned on in a movie theater since I was a teenager. He felt my wetness and growled into my ear. “Somebody needs to be fucked.” He took my hand and put it on his throbbing cock.
I made quick work of undoing his pants and crawled on top of him. I wanted to scream out in delight at the feeling of his thick cock stretching me. His girth was something I don’t think I would ever get used to.
Instead, I slowly, quietly moved up and down his shaft as he tore open my blouse and feasted on my breast. The entire thing was so incredibly erotic, knowing that anyone could look back at any time and catch us in the act.
Thiago pulled down my bra and gently bit at my nipples and that took me over the edge. I came in a fit, shuddering and quaking on his thick cock and the sensation of my climax led him to his.
I moved off of him as quickly and quietly as I had mounted him in the first place.
He leaned over and whispered. “That was so fucking hot, but I’m sorry to say you don’t get your panties back.”
—
As the first day came to a close, a page from one of the studios rushed up to me with an invitation.
“This looks fun,” I told the crew when they were done snapping pictures. “These guys have rented out some club downtown. They’re doing heavy hors d'oeuvres and wine downstairs and dancing upstairs. We should go.”
“I don’t know,” Adrienned said with a sigh. “I might just make an early night of it. When else do I get to turn in early?”
“Yes, but when else do you get to stay out late,” Thiago pushed.
“He’s right,” Ryan agreed. “Plus, your boyfriend’s going so you kinda have to go or they will think we’re in a fight.”
“Haha!” scoffed Adrienne. But I could tell he and Thiago had her nearly convinced.
“Come on,” I squealed, grabbing her hand. “Let’s go get a blowout and our make-up done at that tent we passed earlier and meet them there. Does eight work for you boys?”
“Yes ma’am,” Michael said. “This is gonna be a great night!”
“Good deal!” I pulled Adrienne with me. “I have to tell you what Thiago and I just did,'' I said as we rushed off to begin primping. “It was so fucking hot!”
“Damn,” said Adrienne. “I wish one of my guys had been able to come with me on this trip. Watching the sexual tension between you and your men has me wound tighter than a drum. I’m going to jump all three of them when I get home.”
“Something tells me your guys won’t mind that one bit,” I teased.
“You got that right!” she replied, and we wandered off to get ready.
—
Two hours later Adrienne and I were all dolled up and ready for a night on the town. I had been down on the idea of freebies until I needed them. The blowout and makeup that I’d gotten done looked amazing and I couldn’t wait to see my guys.
Thiago’s eyes found me first as we walked into the club. “Wow,” he mouthed at me from across the bar. I found myself flushing at his attention and the thought of what we had done earlier that day.
“He’s got it bad,” commented Adrienne. “But then who am I kidding? They all do.”
I reddened and smiled at her. They weren’t the only ones. Every day I spent with them I felt more and more like this was right where I needed to be.
The guys flocked around us complimenting our hair and makeup. Since this was an industry event, Ryan had to stick close to Adrienne so they could keep the rumors of their love swirling. Hollywood sure did love to see their leading actors in love.