A night at the Movies

We had been messaging for a while, getting off on the illicit excitement of each other’s increasingly racy messages. But there’s only so far that will get you. We knew we had to meet in the flesh to see if the electricity between us was real, or just banter.

We decided our first date would be at the movies. Public, safe but also strangely intimate. It brought back nostalgic memories of fumbling in the dark, roaming hands and breathless kisses. It was all so adolescent but thrilling.

An hour before we were due at the cinema Alison messaged me. ‘What should I wear?’ Feeling flirty, I suggested something that allows easy access and leave your underwear at home.

I arrived first, waiting in the cinema foyer scanning everyone who came through the glass doors. The tension was unbearable. Would she really look like the photos on her profile? Neither of us were in our youthful prime, would she find me attractive? Finally, the doors parted and there was Alison. Gorgeous! She was in a striking crimson wrap around dress, figure hugging at the top and free flowing below. Her eyes searched the foyer until they found mine, she smiled. Had she acted on my suggestion? Was she naked underneath that dress? I couldn’t be sure until she walked towards me.

Given the explicit thoughts we had already shared online, we were both surprisingly shy at first. Smiles and a peck on the cheek, some mildly awkward chat as we stood in the que for our tickets and drinks. Alison chose our seats, in the corner at the back, well away from the other patrons in the auditorium. As soon as we settled into the chairs we relaxed and began to chat in earnest. The dim lighting helped; it brought back some of the anonymity between us. As the lights dimmed further Alison’s hand brushed against mine, her long fingers delicately stroking my skin. She continued all through the adverts and trailers, silently caressing my hand and forearm.

Then, just as the opening titles of the movie began, she leaned over and whispered. ‘Are you hungry?’

I was a bit taken aback. Neither of us had wanted snacks when we were at the counter buying our tickets but perhaps, she had changed her mind. I would agree and pop out and get us something to nibble quickly. ‘I could eat,’ I responded.

‘Good….. Eat me,’ Alison whispered. Her tongue darted out, flickering over my earlobe then slid into my ear. The sensation was exquisite, and I knew she wanted me to return the favour. My hand caressed her leg, gently rising up her thigh pushing the dress up.

Alison whispered in my ear again. ‘No, undo me.’ Lifting my hand, she placed it on the tie at her waste holding her wrap dress in place. It was a simple bow that came undone as soon as I tugged it. I unwrapped her like a present, carefully parting the fabric of the dress to reveal her naked body. Shimmering blue light from the screen played across her pale flesh, her nipples stood erect as she stroked her breasts, cupping them and gently pinching her nipples between her thumb and forefinger. She let out a little gasp.

I slid out of my seat and positioned myself in front of her. Pushing her legs apart I saw her pussy for the first time. Completely shaven, just the way I liked it. The folds of her labia swollen and slightly parted. Her lips glistened in the blue light; she was already wet with anticipation. I couldn’t believe what was happening, I was about to go down on her in a cinema while the other people watched the movie unaware. This was not a moment to be rushed, I lent forward slowly bringing my nose close to her cunt and inhaled her musky scent.

Gently I lifted each leg placing her feet on the chairs in front. She was wide open and longing to be licked. I kissed one of her calf muscles instead, then delicately placed kisses up her long leg slowly inching up her inner thigh. I felt her body shift forward in the seat, pushing herself toward my mouth. But before I reached her lips, I switched to her other calf and repeated the process. I heard a little snort of frustration, but she relaxed as my tongue tickled the soft sensitive skin of her thigh, she knew I would get there in my own sweet time and the anticipation was delightful.

While I was kissing Alison’s legs, I had carefully lifted the lid of my drink and pulled out an ice cube. As my tongue was almost there and she could feel my breath against the wet flesh of her labia I slipped the ice cube onto clit. She jumped, letting out a strangled squeal of shock. Did she attract anybody’s attention, I didn’t care.

‘Fucking hell,’ Alison whispered, but she spread her legs even wider, inviting me to go further. I carefully rubbed the cold ice cube over her clit and labia, it was melting quickly from her heat, cool drops of water trickling down her lips mingling with her juice and wetting the chair. The cube was almost gone so I slid my cold fingers knuckle deep into her cunt. Another gasp escaped but I could tell Alison was really getting into this. I glanced up at her. Her head was stretched back in her chair and her eyes were closed. She no longer cared if anyone saw us, she was totally in the moment, caressing her breasts and wriggling on my fingers, impaling herself on me.

Ok, she needed it now, if I didn’t lick her immediately, she was liable to ask anyone in the cinema for relief. Her clit would be numb from the ice, so the heat of my tongue would be amplified. I descended and I sucked all her labia deep into my hot mouth. Alison groaned deeply. My fingers were still inside her, swiveling them round I parted them slightly and began to slowly push up against the inner wall of her vagina, stimulating her clitoral tissue internally. My tongue pressed the swollen nub of her clit rolling it around in my mouth. Alison was breathing in shallow rapid breaths, and I could feel tremors running through her body, she was close already!

I intensified the speed of my fingering and began to suck deeply on her clit. Her whole body stiffened for a second, arching up in the seat and pressing her cunt hard against my mouth. I felt the muscles in her vagina contract, pulsing around my fingers and with a long moan from somewhere deep inside she collapsed down into her seat. I looked up and smiled, no doubt my face would be shiny with her juice, and I still had two fingers inside her. This would be a rather compromising position to be caught in.

Alison smiled down at me. ‘You have to do me again, I’m a sucker for punishment.’ I don’t need to be told twice when it comes to going down on a beautiful woman in a dark cinema, so I obliged.

Pulling my slippery fingers from her vagina, I spread her labia wide apart exposing her inner pink flesh. I had better start gently, her clit would still be hypersensitive from her last orgasm. Alison sank back further into her seat and thrust her bottom forward demanding my attention. Her legs were spread as wide apart as she could manage which gave me a wonderful view of her puckered anus and I had an idea.

I rubbed my fingers around her sopping vagina, covering them in lubrication before I started to lick. Down I went again, this time flickering my tongue ever so lightly over he clitoris. As my tongue and lips stirred her with the lightest of motions, my index finger gently touched against the raised flesh of her arsehole. Immediately I felt Alison tense and then relax as my finger stroked her sensitive opening. I kept my probing gentle, just stroking my finger around and around her anus occasionally probing her hole but never pushing right in. Meanwhile my tongue had reignited her passion. I could feel from those telltale shudders in her legs that she was close to cumming again. Her bottom started to thrust forward begging me to push my finger deep into her arse. Then Alison grabbed my hair with both her hands mashing my mouth hard onto her and grinding her cunt into my face. No more light tongue work, it was time to hold my breath and suck for all I was worth. Once again, her body stiffened and with a huge shuddering gasp she let go of my head and flopped back exhausted from her intense orgasm.

I climbed back into my chair and looked at her disheveled body. She looked down at herself. Legs still up on the chairs in front, wet vagina visibly pulsing with her heartbeat, breasts exposed, nipples swollen. Then Alison looked me in the eyes and grinned cheekily.

‘Jesus, H, Christ, that was intense!’ She leaned forward and kissed me slowly, savoring the taste of her own sex on my lips. ‘I think I had better get myself decent and then we can make a quick exit. I really must return the favour.’

‘You must.’ I nodded and smiled back.

Alison hurriedly adjusted herself, securing the wrap around her body and trying in vain to smooth some of the creases out of the dress.

As we made our way along the row and down the stairs from the back, I noticed that a couple were looking at us and grinning. ‘Enjoying the movie?’ I whispered to them.

‘Not particularly,’ said the woman.

‘But we definitely enjoyed your show.’ Said the man. That’s when I noticed her hand wrapped around his throbbing hard on.

To be continued……..