Message-ID: <10867eli$9805050847@qz.little-neck.ny.us> From: john_dark@anon.nymserver.com Subject: {Kathuria}JDR"The Cinema"( M+/F nc reluc )[1/1] Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Note: This message was posted by a secure email service. Please report MISUSE OR ABUSE of this automated secure email service to . Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <6ik10d$akj$1@sparky.wolfe.net> JOHN DARK REPOST The following story is posted for the entertainment of adults. If you are below the age of eighteen or are otherwise forbidden to read electronic erotic fiction in your locality, please delete this message now. The story codes in the subject line are intended to inform readers of possible areas that some might find distasteful, but neither the poster nor the author make any guarantee. 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If you keep the story, *PLEASE* keep the copyright disclaimer as well. ======== Reposted by permission of the author. ========== 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 ========== The Cinema by Paola Kathuria -30- -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us |