`` I wonder what 's on at the movie theater tonight '' said my married woman suddenly. `` It 's ages since you took me to see a moving-picture show ''. We were sitting at home base with the TV on but not watching it, and both a lilliputian bored. I went online and found a film that we could watch. The film was only a 20 minute private road away and we could get there in plenty of clip. We quickly washed and changed, then headed out.

As we entered the picture palace, my wife asked if she could buy some popcorn. While she was at the sideboard the man standing following to her take off chatting to her. He was in his 40s, the same age as us and looked to be on his own. When my wife came over she said that he 'd been talking to her about the film and remarked that her tub of popcorn was vast. She 'd said that if she had any left over at the end of the picture they were his.

We sat down at the backbone on an empty row, there were only around 20 people in the cinema, and as the luminousness went down a man moved down our row and sat succeeding to my wife. I recognised him as the man at the counter. He asked if it was OK to sit there as it would n't be as far to walk to garner his popcorn later. About 10 minutes into the film my wife tapped my arm and whispered `` look ''. The man 's hand was resting on her shoulder and his finger's breadth were stroking her neck. He was staring at the screen as if he was incognizant what he was doing. My wife was making no try displace his hand and at one tip I'm indisputable she smiled. From being tensed up when I first looked, she now seemed to be relaxing and didn't react when his fingers slowly moved downwards, stroking their way to her breast. After about a hour his hand was covering her breast and slowly moving around. I looked at his font and he was still staring straight ahead. Then I noticed that his early hand was on her leg and was now moving up and down. `` What should I do ? '' she whispered. I asked if she wanted me to break him and she said"no, he 'll probably get bored and break off in a minute or two. I looked at the cover then when I looked over his bridge player was eminent on her leg, and stroking. I looked at my wife and she had her eyes closed. Then, right before my eyes, his finger's breadth started to slowly attract her annulus up, column inch by in. Pretty soon her thighs came into vista and his deal moved onto the one closest to him. I felt my cock starting to get hard as his hand moved under her annulus and slowly moved upwards. `` Oh my god '' she whispered a instant later `` he 's rubbing my pussy ''. I saw her legs starting to open, and heard her breathing get faster.

Then the man whispered something to her. She turned to me and very quietly said `` he wants me to film my step-in off ''. Before I could reply her deal went under her skirt, she lifted off the seat, and pulled her panties over her metrical foot. She passed them to me and I noticed that they were damp. By now she had her legs full open and was quietly moaning as his handwriting was busy at workplace. She turned to me again and whispered `` he 's rubbing my clitoris so toilsome, and keeps putting his finger's breadth inside me ''. I had to unzip my trousers, and free my heavy tool. I started to stroke it as I watched this stranger fingering my wife. After a few Sir Thomas More bit she moaned and said `` I 'm cumming, he 's making me cum '' I 'm indisputable some of the other citizenry must cause heard her. She was almost bouncing on her prat as her orgasm took over her physical structure and mine was not practically later. As my married woman slumped back in her seat, the man licked his finger, looked at me and said `` mmm she tastes nice ''. Then he stood up, took detainment of the Zea mays everta tub and walked out. After a few minutes my wife got up, grabbed my script, and said `` let 's go home, I really want to get it on ''.

In the car one of her bridge player went under her skirt while the other pulled down my zip and stroked my very hard cock. Once we got house we rushed upstairs and onto the bed. `` oooh digit me babe '' she kept saying. `` Rub my clit and force your fingers deep inside me '' All the fourth dimension I was fingering her she was telling me how wet she was. Then she moved around till she was sitting on my font telling me to puzzle out her. While I was licking at her soaking wet hole she unwrap my belt, pushed down my pant and boxers then took my cock in her mouth. After a few bit of 2 way sucking and licking, she stopped and said `` now it 's time to fuck ''.

She moved down my body, straddled my putz and slew all the way down, `` oh fuck yes, this is what I want '' she moaned, `` did you like watching me get fingered in the cinema babe, I 'm for sure he got three fingers inside my cunt. I was so wet my juice was pouring out. It was so hot watching you stroking and cumming while he was making me cum babe. I wanted to suck you while he was making my cunt wet but I could n't move. '' I knew she was getting close to cumming when she stared sliding backwards and forwards instead of up and down. `` Oh God '' she shouted, yess, yess, pee me cum with your big knockout turncock, give it to me, fuck me you bastard ''. Then she moaned, screamed, cursed and shook almost at the same time as wafture after undulation of climax took over her body. `` oh God, oh God, yes, fuck fuck, bonk my slit, give it to me, yes babe, I 'm cumming '' She was n't aware that I had cum inside her and she probably did n't wish.

After we had calmed down and set there quietly for ten minutes, slowly caressing each other, kissing, and touching, she suddenly said `` mmmm that was decent babe, I wonder what 's on at the cinema side by side week '' ?