Bred in the Balcony

The intermission was over and I got into place to watch the second half of Thran Raider’s set. The balcony I was in was partially blocked off by parts of the new light and sound system they installed two years ago into the old theatre. No one should have access to this area, but since my father used to be the general manager here, I’d stolen a copy of his master key. I hadn’t found a lock here yet it didn’t open.

I was leaning over the equipment with probably a better view of the stage than anywhere else in the theatre. This used to be a luxury box back when this place was more prosperous back in the 20’s, but it hadn’t been used in decades so they blocked it off in favor of a better sound system. In my opinion, they made the right choice.

I was leaning over a piece of equipment, feeling the vibrations of the music and my right hand down in my panties lightly stroking my clit on my way to orgasm-town when I felt a hand between my shoulder blades.

A body pressed itself against me and I could feel his hardon nestle into my butt crack. “What are you doing up here little girl?” He said in my ear so he could be heard over the music. I think he already knew the answer to that as he continued to grind his cock into my ass.

“Just looking around, I’m sorry, I’ll go back to my seat now”

“Bullshit little girl,” he said punctuating his words with a thrust of his hips.

I tried to get up but his hands held me down. “You had to get through two locked doors to get here.” His hands were on my shoulders and rubbing them. With the constant grinding in time to the music, it was starting to feel good.

I moaned, I couldn’t help it.

“I think you’re starting to like this!” He said with an evil note to his voice. His hands pulled my torso up a bit and reached around and ran them across the band shirt covering my braless little b cups. My nipples were already hard and he twisted them cruelly.

I struggled a little but it probably only felt good to his cock, I know it felt good to me! His right hand moved down and slipped into my unbuttoned shorts. I trembled as he kissed me behind the ear. I shuddered as his fingers caressed and teased my opening and clit. More kisses on my neck and ear kept coming and with the music, the vibrations, his hand in my panties, his hand massaging my breast, and those oh so damnable kisses; I was on the verge of cumming and he knew it.

Suddenly, he grabbed my shorts and panties and yanked them down to my knees. I tried to raise up, but he pressed my torso back down again on the equipment box. Immediately his cock was back rubbing me, only now it was just the fabric of his dark khaki pants separating us. I began moving on his bulge. “Grind on me slut, I want you to soak the front of my pants. I want to feel you shudder as you contemplate my sticking this long hard bad boy way up inside you.”

I was doing that all right. I removed my shirt so I was all but naked now. His hands roved all over my body, first squeezing my ass, then twisting a nipple, then running down my arms.

I grunted and pushed back again his bulge for all I was worth as I came.