Reel Quick Dating [German Shepherd; Public Sex]

Reel Quick Dating [German Shepherd; Dating, Humor, Public Sex]: Now that Anon and Winny are a happy couple, they get to do all the things couples like to do. Going to the movies is pretty standard, but the German shepherd is never quite happy with "standard".

Link to "Speed Dating" (part 1): https://pastebin.com/bLyCRBNu

>”How about a dumb dick flick like ‘Metal Agu0r’?”
>You actually wanted to see that one, so you don’t want it spoiled
>”Fine, ‘Night of the Drunken Werewolf’ then?”
>Not really into romcoms…
>Dammit, Anon. This isn’t something we’re going to be actually watching!”
>Right, right
>The German shepherd taps her nail on her phone lazily
>”Here, ‘Super Jackal’. Half a star. Nobody’s going to be there, and it’s starting soon.”
>Sure, why not?
>You and Minny are driving to the budget cinema, where all the already-out-on-video flicks are trying to squeeze out a few more ticket sales
>The crowds are always sparse, and the place gets most of its revenue off overpriced concessions
>Empty seats are what you’re counting on
>The first date you had with your canine girlfriend ended with public lovemaking in an art museum
>It may have ended in tears, but looking back it was a pretty passionate night
>One that Minny suddenly got the urge to try again, now that her life is a little happier
>But, doesn’t her ex-roommate have a bunch of friends who work at the theaters?
>”Shit….”
>Her face then lights up with smugness
>”Actually, that’s perfect. I’d love word to get back to her that my Anon and I have such a close bond now.”
>Guess old grudges die hard
>…Damn, that would have been a good movie to see together

>The cinema definitely looks like it’s budget quality
>The carpets are torn, there are broken bulbs all around the posters, and you’re lucky if you can find a working arcade machine
>You get the tickets, and she gets the snacks
>”Gotta mix the sweet with the salty,” she says with a nudge to your ribs
>You kind of feel bad, considering how much more expensive the food is in comparison
>Then again, she knows you can’t complain about what candy she picks this way
>As you walk toward your theater, Minny runs over and grabs a massive handful of napkins
>”We may need these.”
>Just like you hoped, the room is completely vacant
>You timed it excellently, and the previews are ending just as you sit down in one of the loveseats
>The movie itself is…pretty bad
>You and Minny spend the first half just riffing on the terrible plot and acting, not caring about the volume of your voices
>Now you’re getting anxious to begin your little tryst, but you both agreed to give it some time in case a few last-minute viewers drop in
>Every so often a kernel of popcorn ricochets off your face
>You turn to Minny, who’s nonchalantly watching the screen
>”What?”
>*Bap*
>What?
>*Bap*
>This repeats for some time
>Your cheek is coated in salt and butter
>Minny leans in and licks it off, then moves in for a full kiss
>The two of you share the moment repeatedly, with only a few brief pauses for refreshments
>”Hey, can I have a Sugar Splotch?” she eventually says
>Whoops, all gone
>”What?” she scoffs. “You’re a fucking chowhound! That’s MY favorite candy and you ate a whole box by yourself!”
>She pouts and stands up, hopping over the seats to sit in the row in front of you
>You shoot a kernel at her in revenge
>It sails through her pointed ears like they were goalposts and bounces off her snout
>She turns around and slams the bucket out of your hands, spilling popcorn all over the place
>Guess the fun’s over
>You lean forward and pinch Minny’s ears when she’s facing forward
>She folds them back with a growl
>You start rubbing the base of her ears
>Now you’re scratching them as well as the back of her head gently
>She lets out a content sigh with her tail wagging through the back of the seat, slapping your legs
>Your hands move down to her shoulders, giving them a soothing massage
>”You’re not…getting off that easily,” she hums
>Well, you hope not either
>The massage goes on for a while
>She’s almost catatonic in her relaxation, but the purpose for you two being here floods back to her
>”Alright, loverboy. Let’s do this.”
>Minny turns back around and rests her arms on the seat
>”How should we decide who starts? Maybe about some ‘rock, paper, scissors’?”
>Sure
>”Cool…wait, what’s scissors look like, again?”
>You hold out two fingers
>”Huh? You want to go second after all?”
>She holds up two fingers mockingly
>That fucking girl…
>”You lost. Get over here.”
>You move to her row and forced to the floor
>Uggghhh, it’s sticky
>”Quit your complaining, that’s what the napkins are for.”
>She didn’t want to get quite as cleaned up enough to wear the dress she wore on your first date, but she’s got a pretty short skirt on instead
>Nothing else down there, either
>She grabs the hem and lets you stick your head underneath
>Her legs spread out a bit, giving you full access to her swollen lips
>You grab her waist and go to town
>Her thighs reflexively clasp around your head
>Between the stifling air under her skirt and her own body heat, you’re already starting to sweat
>She pushes down on your head, trying to grab it through the fabric
>”H-ha…An~on…n-nggahhh.”
>There’s only so much noise you can get away with even in an empty theater, and Minny’s trying her hardest to restrain herself
>Oh?
>Looks like there’s a little red dot of candy down there as well
>You glide over it with your tongue, sending a shockwave of pleasure through the German shepherd
>”OoooohhhhOOOHHHH!”
>She quivers at the climax, then slumps over in her seat
>Well, they said, “turn off your phones”, but…
>You pull yours out and bring it under the skirt
>”What, you gonna’ take a picture while you’re down there, you per-AAAHHH!”
>You had kicked on the vibration on your phone, and now you’re pressing it against her slick box
>The sensation almost pushes her over the edge again, but she clamps down with her hands and squeezes you with her thighs again
>”E-enough of that!” she pants. “You’re gonna’ lose your phone if you keep pulling shit like that!”
>That would probably void the warranty, too
>”Alright, get up here.”
>You hop onto the loveseat next to her
>Minny unzips your pants and fishes around for what she wants
>”I hope you won’t make a girl get down on that grimy floor for this,” she chuckles
>You’re about to object to the unfairness, until her muzzle dips down and her tongue laps at your groin
>She coaxes it to full length before you can finish inhaling
>One arm’s around your backside while the other rests on your legs
>She gives it a few more licks before taking the whole thing into her mouth
>You shakily stroke her neck as your other hand intertwines with her paw
>It would be the ideal way to watch a movie, if your eyes weren’t glazing over from the sucking
>You grunt her name as you get close, but she just seals her lips as tightly as possibly
>Your release is quickly swallowed in a few short gulps, and Minny brings you back down by delicately cleaning your shaft
>When she’s done, the German shepherd reaches back to the drink holder and plops down next to you, sipping her soda as though nothing happened
>You can’t even remember how the movie ended
>As the credits roll Minny swings her legs over and sits on your lap, holding on to your neck
>You can already feel your arousal growing a second time
>”So, champ. How do you feel about a ‘double feature’?”
>A poor teenage cat enters the theater to begin cleaning up
>He sniffs the air in confusion
>You’re already thinking of apologies for making such a mess on the floor
>And for the popcorn as well