Harem House - Selene Pt. 14

Mindy nodded, still idly stroking him with her hand as he pulled into the mall parking lot. "Take me wherever you want me, Boss. Whenever."

Arthur laughed.

"Sorry." Mindy blushed a little. "I know this isn't a typical date, but between last night and today - I've been messaging Selene and Kat all day - I really want to be one of your girls. And I'm really, really turned on right now."

Arthur nodded. "It's a turn-on for you? To be one of many?"

Mindy thought about it for a moment. "More like one of a select few. One of the elite." She admitted. "But yeah. I don't care how practical it is. I'll take my fantasy wherever or whenever you want to give it to me."

"Careful, I may take you up on that." Arthur smirked.

"I sincerely hope you do." Mindy smiled. "I am part of your harem now, right? One of your girls? Your personal secretary and slut?"

Arthur seemed to think about it for a moment. "If you want to be." He said with a nod.

"Uh... yeah. I want to be." Mindy giggled. "I don't think I'd let you stop me at this point."

Arthur laughed. "Well, we should probably fix our clothes before we go in." He said as he pulled into a parking spot at the far side of the lot. It was pretty far from the mall entrance, and there were no other cars around and no risk of pedestrians looking into his car to see them, so long as Mindy kept low.

She pulled up the top of her dress, re-tied the halter straps, and then refastened the sweater. Then she fixed her skirt, pulling it down and straightening it. Then she reached over and tucked Arthur Jr. away, pouting to see him go.

"Once the movie starts, I'm all yours." Arthur consoled her as he checked his fly and turned off his car.

Mindy smiled, nudged his arm with her shoulder, and opened her door. She stepped out of the car, and Arthur did the same. She came to his side, looped her arm through his, and walked together to the mall entrance.

They made their way to the concessions with the tickets pulled up on her phone. He got some pretzel bites, and she got skittles. Arthur paid for both, giving her hand a short squeeze when she tried to protest. Once in the theater, they only had a few seconds to wait before the lights dimmed.

The seats were arranged in rows of recliners in sets of two. Each pair of recliners had an armrest that could be lowered between them or lifted to make them a bench. Mindy lifted the center armrest before they sat down and then curled up on the seat next to Arthur, tucking her feet beneath her.

"Oh, we should have taken a selfie at the bowling alley." Mindy frowned.

"You want to take a selfie here?" Arthur suggested.

"Okay." She said with a smile. She pulled up her phone and held it out above them both. Arthur looked up into it, his face pressed next to hers as they pushed together and smiled. She snapped the photo.

Mindy turned her head slightly, kissing his smiling cheek, and snapped another. She turned her face back, and he turned his face toward hers just as she turned back toward his. They kissed. Mindy forgot to take the photo.

Arthur felt Mindy melt against him as she hugged his arm and kissed him. The lights dimmed, swallowing them in shadow before the previews started to play. That moment of silent darkness was filled with their breathing and the press of his tongue against hers as they danced together. Mindy pulled away eventually, lifting her lips from his slowly, and tucked her phone into her purse.

She leaned on Arthur as he sat more or less straight in the recliner, his feet on the floor. She raised her footrest and leaned her backrest back with the motorized control. Her left arm was wrapped around Arthur's right, and her right hand was on his thigh.

"You're really good at that." She whispered up to him.

"Hm?" Arthur asked, looking at her for a moment. "Good at what?"

"Kissing." Mindy giggled. "I didn't want to stop."

"Good news." Arthur smiled. "We don't have to."

They kissed again. The more they kissed, the hotter Arthur felt, with Mindy's soft body pressed against him and her hand eagerly massaging his thigh. He brought his left hand over and cupped her face, letting his fingers trace back behind her ear, holding her lips to his as they kissed, and their tongues began to dance.

The previews ended, and the movie started. Arthur couldn't recall the names of any of the films they'd just 'seen' trailers for, and he didn't care. He noticed that there weren't alone anymore, but they were so far back in the shadows that even when the people who'd bought the seats in the front row of the mezzanine came in, they couldn't see Arthur and Mindy making out.

Arthur whispered back to Mindy. "You're good at that too."

"I have a lot of talents, Boss." Mindy whispered. "I'm sure if you give me a chance, I can show you how hard I'm willing to work. I won't disappoint you."

Arthur kissed her again. "I can be demanding." He warned her. "I will work you pretty hard."

"Promise?" Mindy asked in a whisper as the title screens finally gave way to the film's opening shots.

Arthur kissed her in answer, and the two of them relaxed into the recliners as they kissed. Arthur leaned back, and Mindy laid on her side to kiss and stroke him as his right hand slipped under her skirt and started gently rubbing her from outside the lace panties. Mindy gasped slightly as pleasure flickered through her at his touch. She pressed into his hand as much as she could.

"Think you can stay quiet?" Arthur asked in a whisper. "We're not alone."

"Do you want me to stay quiet?" Mindy whispered back. "Or do you want an excuse to gag me?"

"I don't want to get kicked out." Arthur answered. "If you make too much noise, I might shove those panties in your mouth."

"I can be quiet." Mindy nodded. "But if not, do what you have to do, Boss. You'll hear no complaints from me."

Arthur's dick twitched in his pants at that, and she felt it under her hand. She smiled.

"Can you be quiet?" She asked back. "I wouldn't want an usher shining his flashlight on us while I'm bouncing up and down your cock."

Arthur's dick pulsed again. "I can be quiet." He whispered back. "If I get too loud, just stuff your tits in my mouth."

"Yes, Boss." Mindy whispered, then kissed just below his ear on his neck and gave him a small nibble. She kept playing there, gently kissing his neck, nibbling, and hugging his arm as his hand played under her dress but over her panties. She returned the favor by finding his cock and stroking it through his pants until it was nice and hard.

Arthur hardly noticed when she undid his belt. He felt a slight tug when she undid the button on his pants. Her pull on the zipper was so slow that it didn't make a single noise, but it felt like it would take forever. Arthur glanced toward the aisle where the stairs dropped off in levels on the mezzanine, then leveled off into a pathway, dividing the mezzanine from the rest of the seats in the theater. The path from the door was blocked by a sloped wall, turning it into a hallway. He couldn't see if anyone else would come in, but judging by the current lack of audience, he felt they were safe.

Arthur could see the tops of the two heads in the front row of the mezzanine, but he couldn't make out anything about the people that had come in. They were shadows, formless humans watching the movie playing on the screen as far as he could tell. Arthur was watching it, too, kinda. The woman on the screen was having a bad first day on the job, having run into the owner earlier without knowing it, and telling him off. She was a good actress, but it was difficult for Arthur to care about anything other than the slow stroking of Mindy's firm grip after she pulled him free of his pants.

"What are the rules?" Mindy asked in a whisper.

"What?" Arthur asked.

"What are the rules, Boss?" Mindy asked. "What am I allowed to do, or do I need to ask permission before each thing?"

"You can do whatever you want." Arthur answered back in a whisper. Having to ask permission each time she wanted to do something might draw too much attention. "What am I allowed to do to you?"

"Whatever you want." Mindy answered back, also still whispering. "I remember my safe word. Don't you?"

Arthur nodded. Mindy smiled. He could just make it out. He hooked his finger and slid it between her legs to see her reaction. She twitched against him and tightened her grip on his arm and member in a flare of pleasure as it flicked through her but made no noise that he could hear.

She kept her rhythm, stroking his cock slow and steady, watching it, and him, for signs of pleasure or disapproval. No signs of disapproval came, but he did not seem like he was about to lose his composure. She was surprised; with all the teasing they'd done, her ex would have likely exploded all over her hand by now.

Mindy pulled on the strings of her sweater one by one and took it off. She left it on the seat beside them.

Arthur reached over with his free hand and ate a pretzel nugget.

Mindy was torn between giggling at the silliness of it and huffing in anger at the frustration of not arresting his attention. She quickened her pace.

He was hard, and occasionally she could tell when she kissed or bit a sensitive spot on his neck or collarbone by the way his dick pulsed in her hand. She noted the different locations as she worked, doing her best to please him.

Arthur let his fingers return the favor, probing the inside of her thighs, her pubes, and her folds. She wasn't ready for him yet, but she was getting there. She was hot already, and now he was working on making her wet. Once his fingertips were suitably slick, he shifted his arm and brought them to his lips.

Mindy watched him taste her and watched as his expression turned from curiosity to pleasant satisfaction. She kissed him and felt his dick pulse in her hand once more. She loved making that happen, and every time it did, she squeezed back in return, enjoying the slow stroking she gave him almost as much as he did. The taste of herself on her lips was new and strange, but it didn't taste like much of anything to her.

She took the opportunity of his hand being raised from between her legs for a moment to slide slightly away. Not that she wanted him to stop, but she wanted to do more than give him a handjob.

She slid down and sideways in her seat so her head was on his lap, facing him, with her knees tucked and pressing against the back of the chair. She stroked him with her left hand while lying on her right side. Then she brought her lips to his member. She kissed the underside of it in soft, quiet kisses from the tip of the shaft to the bottom.

She stayed at the base for a while and then worked her way up the underside of his shaft. She let her tongue do most of the work. Occasionally she took him into her mouth and sucked him as hard as she could while being careful not to graze him with her teeth or make a sound. She didn't want the people in the theater to turn their heads around to find the source of a stray slurp or shlorp.

She was cautious every time, but his dick in her mouth still felt amazing. Arthur closed his eyes and tilted his head back, putting his hand on the seat in front of Mindy for a moment.

Mindy took his hand and slid it under the front of her halter dress, giving him a handful of boob. He squeezed, and she closed her eyes in bliss at the feeling of pleasure that moved through her. They stayed like that for a while until Arthur felt the cool air of the theater brush against his cock as she pulled away for a second.

Suddenly, she slid up, grabbed her sweater, and threw it on the floor in front of Arthur. Then she slid away and moved into a squat in front of him. She pressed his legs apart with her hands on the inside of each knee. He was about to ask her what she was doing when she positioned her sweater and knelt on it between his legs. Leaving it between her knees, thigh-highs, and the floor. Then she went back to work.

She was in a much better position to blow him from this angle, and she slowly took more and more of him with each slow but steady thrust of her head into his lap. He looked down to watch as he face fucked her in slow motion.

Arthur reached down and untied the straps of her dress. He let them fall forward and let the front of her dress drop to reveal her breasts again. The front of her body was mostly in shadow, but every now and again, the light flickered enough to let him see her large oval breasts and dark round nipples.

She lifted the front of her skirt and tucked it into the waistband of her garter belt. Arthur couldn't really see what she was trying to show off at the moment, but he could see the lines of her panties, and he could remember how she looked in the car well enough to imagine what he might see if the theater were fully lit.

He reached down and massaged her scalp. She put one hand on the inside of each of his thighs and squeezed her appreciation, rolling her eyes back to look up at him. Arthur smiled. She bobbed her head forward, and he felt himself press against her throat.

Mindy took a breath and did it again. Each time, more of Arthur pressed against her throat until she was nearly there without having to make a sound. He expected her to gag or glug, but she was careful. She went slowly, and he held his lips tightly together to keep from making a sound himself. He hoped she didn't gag. There was no way to cover up before one of the front-row mezzanine seaters looked over their shoulder.

The thrill of it made his grip on her head tighten. She lifted her hands off his thighs for a moment and put her hands on his. He expected her to remove his hands from her head, but she didn't. She slid them back until each one hit the tie of a pigtail. Then she curled her fingers over his, making him grasp a pigtail in each hand. She pushed against his hands gently, forcing him to bring her head down onto his cock, where she took the tip of his cock into her throat with a quiet swallow. She gave him a thumbs-up with both hands and looked at him to make eye contact.

He pulled her pigtails toward him, impaling her throat with his cock, and her eyes kept on his the entire time. He watched as she swallowed him to the base until her nose was pressed firmly against him, and her tongue dipped out of her mouth to lick his balls.

Arthur rested his head back for a moment and closed his eyes. Then he looked down at Mindy again. She squeezed his thighs gently with her hands. Then, after a few seconds, more urgently. He watched her eyes, face, and front still somewhat in shadow except for the occasional flicker of light that would pass over her from a bright scene on the screen.

Finally, she rapidly squeezed his thigh, digging her nails in, and he slowly started to release her back off his cock, using her pigtails to direct her head. She took a deep breath through her nose as soon as he came out of her throat, and then he pulled her back down onto it. She retook him without protest.

They stayed like that for a scene or two of the movie, with Mindy kneeling in front of him and Arthur using her pigtails as handlebars to slowly fuck her face and throat in slow and steady strokes. It felt amazing. Every now and again, his dick pulsed in her throat, and she would swallow in anticipation, but it was just the twitch of pleasure, not the spasm of ejaculation she kept expecting.

She watched him from her place on the floor the entire time, looking at him with watchful eyes for any sign of approval or its opposite displeasure. She saw only a look of intense pleasure and contended happiness. For him, this was part of a fantasy made real, and he enjoyed every minute of it.

After a while, she took a hand off his thighs and groped her breast, letting her eyes close in pleasure. Arthur could make out the outline of her tits in the shadows and had to grit his teeth a little at his pleasure in watching her pleasure herself while throating his cock. She pulled up but not off of him and scooted in closer on the floor. She pushed her breasts up and forward until they were in his lap.

With her mouth on the tip of his cock, she swallowed the base of it up with her tits. Now soaked with her saliva, it slid between them easily. She moved back a little, and Arthur moved forward, but never once did she remove her mouth from his cock. She sucked on it eagerly the entire time.

He wanted to moan as she squeezed her breasts against him, but he kept himself silent, settling for a deep inhale. He spared a glance for their fellow theater patrons, but he could only see the backs of their heads. They seemed interested in the movie. If they were even aware of Arthur and Mindy, they made no sign of it, much less their activities.

Arthur let go of her pigtails, and she lifted her face off his cock for a moment. She smiled at him and started moving up and down, stroking his cock with her tits. Arthur relaxed in his chair and enjoyed the slow and steady tit-fucking with more patience than he thought possible if he didn't have the distraction of the movie to focus on. The pleasure of it was enormous, and her breasts were perfect for it.

This went on for another two scenes. Arthur was surprised she hadn't complained about how hard the floor was, though she had her sweater and thigh-high stockings between her and it. He hoped it was clean, at least. Movie theater floors could be notoriously sticky, and there was a chance they might add to that by the time they were done.

Finally, she didn't seem to be able to take it anymore. She pulled herself up and retook her seat next to him. He got a good view of her exposed breasts then, and he couldn't help but smile.

"Aren't you ever going to cum?" Mindy whispered after she leaned close to his ear. "Am I not doing it right?"

Arthur leaned back over to her. "You're doing fine." He assured her in a returned whisper. "I'm... not the fastest shooter." He didn't know if she watched enough Westerns to get the joke, but it was hardly a euphemism one could miss. "And I'm distracted." He took his eyes off her and glanced at the screen for the first time since she'd started. This happened with the Netflix and Chill, too, but he didn't feel the need to mention that. He took Kat's warning about comparisons to heart regarding all of his girls, not just the sisters.

Mindy smacked his arm gently, which made more noise than she expected. Luckily, it was at a particularly loud part of the movie with voices raised, so the other patrons didn't turn to see her if she was heard. "You're not supposed to be actually watching the movie. You're supposed to be watching me." She whispered accusatorily.

"I am watching you." Arthur said defensively.

Mindy pouted and shook her head.

"I warned you I was going to work you hard." Arthur shrugged.

Mindy nodded at that and thought about it. Then she seemed to come to a decision. "Alright. I'll just have to work harder."

"Mount me." Arthur instructed.

She looked at him for a moment.

"Straddle me, and sit on my cock." Arthur whispered. "You want me to cum? I want to fuck you. Now do it." He pinched her nipple when he said 'now,' and Mindy covered her mouth with her hands to keep from making a noise. He released her, but her quick, heavy breathing through her nose continued.

She stood up for a second and hesitated. Then she reached under her skirt and pulled down her panties. She stepped out of them and placed them in Arthur's waiting hand. Then she straddled Arthur's lap as instructed. She put a knee on either side of him, which placed her tits directly in his face.

Arthur sucked one into his mouth as he hit the button on his recliner so the motor activated quietly, put his feet up, and leaned back. Mindy's head rolled back, so she was looking at the ceiling as his tongue rolled her nipple around between his teeth.