{ASS} RP Afternoon Theatre  {by Mr_Ed} (mg, cons, fist, 
anal, pett)

DISCLAIMER:
The following story is factitious, is provided for 
purposes of personal interest and I hope entertainment 
to the reader.  Should you find such matters (as 
indicated in the subject line) offensive, please do 
not read any further.  If you are not at or over the 
age of majority, it should not be read, for the 
relationship should not be tolerated, would be 
illegal, and does not explain the dangers of such 
action that would exist for a youngster of eleven 
years of age.  A child is not physically ready to 
engage in sex.


Afternoon Theatre

by:  Mr. Ed


STORY:
Bruce liked to sit at the back of the movie theatre, 
and was often the only one to be in that row.  If the 
movie happened to be really good, then there might be 
another few sitting in the same row, but it was 
unusual.  So when a girl came and sat down beside him, 
it was a really unexpected event.

Considering asking her to take another seat, or moving 
himself, he glanced down and liked the shortness of 
her skirt, and seeing half of her thighs exposed.  
Maybe this wasn't so bad after all.  Turning to look 
at her, he could see the mounds of her breasts, even 
though they were not so big, and the large arm holes 
of her shirt.  Looking closer, he realized it was a 
guy's pull over vest undershirt, and in the brightness 
of a scene on the screen, he could see the nipples 
through the fabric.  What he also noticed, however, 
was she could not be much more than nine or ten years 
old!  That was only two-thirds of his age of fifteen, 
and awfully young.

"Are you going to watch the show or me for the next 
couple of hours?" she asked.

"You're far nicer than the show, so how about I watch 
you?" he questioned.

"That's okay by me," she said.  "I'd rather you 
touched than looked, but if you will do both then that 
is fine with me."

"Are you serious?" he asked, not believing his luck.

"Look, guy!" she said.  "I came to this place to get 
felt up and groped.  If you don't want to, then I can 
see an older guy down there that will do it for me.  
What's it to be for you will never see me again?"

"Trust me, I'd be happy to satisfy your wishes," he 
told her.

Before trying for her leg, he reached out and took 
hold of one of her titties.  She took his hand off the 
shirt front, moved it aside, and put his hand back on 
her bare breast.  The signal was loud and clear, and 
while he used his one hand to fondle and feel up her 
breast, he reached down and put his hand on her inner 
thigh, and began to rub it back and forth.  When her 
legs spread apart for him, he knew he was being 
invited up higher, and slid up under her skirt and to 
her naked crotch.  She was not wearing any panties!

"You must have felt sexy walking around with no 
panties on," he stated.

"It was incredible," she told him.  "I've not had such 
fun in a long time, especially when the wind came up 
and cooled off my ass and cunt."

"Didn't the wind lift your skirt?" he asked as he 
fondled her vulva.

"It wasn't strong enough to do that," she said.  "I 
saved that part for you."

"You've done this before, haven't you?" he questioned.

"Not that it's any of your business, but yes I have.  
The first was a guy about his age," she said pointing 
to a guy of about forty years of age, while the next 
one was an older man still.  This time, I felt like 
trying it with a younger guy, for they both wanted 
more than I wanted to give them."

"Well so do I, but will be happy to take what I can 
get," he told her.  "What are you, about nine?" he 
asked.

"Eleven," she said.  "You can pretend I'm younger if 
that turns you on, though," she suggested.

"This is so hot!" said Bruce.

Without a word, the girl slipped off her seat, stepped 
between his legs, and then bent down in front of him.  
Expertly, she undid his pants fastener, and zipper, 
fished out his cock and began to suck it in her mouth.  
Moments later, his seed was shooting out into her 
mouth, for he had been very close.  She remained 
sucking it for a couple of minutes, taking up every 
drop that came out.  Then she returned to the seat 
beside him.  "That should make you feel better, and 
save you from wetting your pants while you play with 
me."

There was no hesitation on Bruce's part any longer, 
and he reached out under her shirt and took both her 
breasts in his hands, starting to knead them as if 
they were his own to play with.  She allowed this 
without hesitation, and even allowed him to take a 
look at them when the theatre was brighter because of 
the picture on the screen.

Still, there was no hesitation or effort to stop him 
when he raised her skirt and looked at her lower 
parts, even spreading her legs wider for him to look 
in between them.  Reaching out, he put his one hand 
over her vulva, and then slid one finger down the slot 
until he found and entered her vaginal opening.

"That's what I want," she whispered.  "Feel me up 
good!"

"Why do you come to movies to get felt up?" he asked.

"Because I can get felt up, but not raped," she 
admitted.  "I love having a guy feel me up, and you 
are doing a good job.  I have some Vaseline in my 
purse if you want to feel up in my ass," she told him.  
"Kleenex too!"

"How about after, cause right now, I'd like to try two 
fingers instead of one," he told her.

"You can get your whole hand in if you want," she told 
him.  "A larger fist than yours has already been up 
there, and I loved it!"

It took some working at it, but sure enough, Bruce 
found he had managed to get his entire hand up inside 
the girl, and was able to feel all around inside her 
belly with his hand in all the way to his wrist.  That 
was when she climaxed for the first time, and grabbed 
his arm to make sure he did not remove it while she 
experienced the climax.

For the near two hour show, Bruce got to feel up her 
asshole, everywhere on her cunt and chest, plus 
several trips up into her cunt, sometimes with his 
finger, and sometimes with his fist.  He also received 
another blow job when he got excited, and once again 
she swallowed every drop before coming off and 
allowing him to return to his assault on her body.

Near the end of the two hours, the girl said, "I'm 
going to get some popcorn," took up her purse, and 
left him sitting alone, but very satisfied.  When she 
didn't return, he went looking for her, only to find 
she had disappeared, and that the unwatched movie was 
over.

As he headed home, he had a memory he would not easily 
forget, and a far better understanding of the female 
anatomy, with all of its charms.