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The Cinema
by Paola Kathuria
Paola@limitless.co.uk
[inspired from a fantasy in Nancy Friday's _Men in Love_]
Sitting at the back of the cinema, I am alone in the last five aisles.
The air is still and quiet; the place is lit by a dark crimson glow. The
seats are a deep scarlet velvet and the dark thick curtains are closing.
The film has finished and people file by slowly, murmuring quietly. I am
lost in thought, head down, hands in my lap, the people from the film in my
head, continuing their lives, as I watch it replay and evolve in my mind.
There is a noise next to me and I look up to see several dark forms next to
me. No one speaks. I look from one to the other. They are in their early
twenties, clean-shaven, dark hair, in jeans. They look at me without
expression, just watching and seemingly waiting. My breathing quickens.
They don't look as if they want to do me any harm. I wait to see what they
will do, but I can already feel myself become wet as I realise what they
could do.
The one behind me pulls my hair down so that my head is forced to lean
on the back of the chair. His face moves close to mine and then he is
kissing me hard, forcing his tongue into my mouth. I start to struggle,
whimpering, feeling scared. I put my arms on the chair so that I can lift
myself out of it. As I start to shift, hands take hold of me, holding my
arms down and I feel them start to push up my skirt, leaving my legs bare,
as they bunch up the cloth at my waist. The mouth on mine is insistent,
the face moving, pressing against me. I realise that my own mouth is open
and that my tongue is pressing against this new dancing tongue. I relax my
head, arching my neck, as I groan against this man's mouth, his hand
releases my hair and grazes my neck with his fingers. I feel his hand slip
under my blouse, moving towards my breast, as I feel others stroking my
legs, my thighs, moving up. Someone pushes my legs open, whilst two hands
from different people squeeze my breasts, pull away my top and pull down my
bra. There is a brief instant of warm breath before mouths and teeth and
tongues make contact with my nipples, drawing in my breasts, kneading with
fingers, biting, tweaking, nibbling, swirling. Fingers have now reached my
panties, whilst hands are over my belly, lifting my top.
There is a sudden moment of nothingness as I am released only to have
my legs dragged forward and thrown over the seat in front. A mouth returns
to mine; the man kisses me hungrily, his hands over my body. My legs are
pushed open again, my blouse is open, my bra pushed and pulled aside
leaving my breasts bare, and my skirt has been put out of the way. While
hands stroke the insides of my thighs, a finger is dragged lightly over my
panties, from my ass across my clit to my belly. A moan escapes my lips. I
begin to pant in the man's mouth, as my ass shifts, pressing against the
moving finger, trying to find it again.
My panties are pushed aside and fingers rub my lips; they pause for a
moment as they find me wet, then resume quickly, hastily spreading my lips.
The fingers retreat, and then I feel something else between my legs; a
stiff cock enters my lips, being moved up and down my cunt, bumping over my
clit, then sliding down to push into me. My hips begin to rock as I start
to gasp. The hands on my breasts and thighs hold me down. I am being
licked and bitten by unseen mouths, my cunt feels wet and warm. My panties
are pulled off. I feel someone scrabble on the floor as my skirt is
lifted. The man between my legs pushes his cock in slowly. I groan loudly
into the mouth on mine, sucking his tongue further into mine, grabbing his
neck with my now free hands to pull him closer. The cock withdraws slowly,
and a hand grabs my mound and clit, whilst the palm moves side to side
quickly. I am nearly out of the chair from thrashing. I can hear the
sound of my wetness as the cock is thrust into me quickly. Then I suddenly
feel cool hands on my buttocks, as my cheeks are licked then spread. A wet
thumb is forced into my ass gently and my body starts to shake. The man
who was kissing me is now holding his cock and, without even looking up at
him, I turn my head to face him and grab it with my hands and mouth. I
swallow him as far as I can take him, my hands moving up and down his thick
stiffness as I pull my mouth away. I hungrily lick the underside of his
cock, sucking in his head and flicking him with my fingers, then take him
quickly in my mouth again.
He starts to move his hips so that he pushes himself deeper into my
mouth. My flowing wetness can be heard as the other cock is thrust into my
aching trembling cunt, and the thumb in my ass has been replaced by fingers
and a tongue. Hands are still over me; my nipples are being alternately
squeezed and rolled, my clit is being rubbed frantically every two or three
strokes, and my ass begins to lift off the chair, into the path of the
thrashing cock, as my cunt goes into a spasm, the cock leaves my mouth, as
I shut my eyes tight, and we all grunt and thrash and come, cocks in hands,
cunts, fast flying fingers, sweaty bodies, groans and then a panting
stillness.
When I open my eyes again, they are gone.
Paola
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The Cinema
by Paola Kathuria
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