A Night at the Movies

A Night at the Movies

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Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

An older man meets a younger woman at the cinema.

Summary

An older man meets a younger woman at the cinema.

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Submitted: September 10, 2015

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Submitted: September 10, 2015

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I've been wanting to write erotic fiction for a while but I've never had the courage to show anyone any of it. The following is a story I wrote years ago that I thought I would finally share.

 

All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental

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A Night at the Movies

I’ve been divorced from my ex wife for 4 years, my children have grown up and left home, but I had been too busy with work to take dating seriously and it had been a while till I had met someone new. I decided to take up online dating and found a woman my age who I thought liked me. We arranged to meet for the first time at the local multiplex cinema, maybe go for a meal afterwards to discuss the film. I had been waiting by the box office for over half an hour before I got a text message from her saying she wasn’t coming. I looked at the text. There were only a few words. “I was going to meet you but my ex husband called. I still love him. Sorry.” I was crushed. I needed some cheering up. So what was I going to do now? Sit at home alone feeling sorry for myself? No, I thought. I’m here now, and I’m at the cinema. I might as well just watch whatever comedy film was showing that night. Who cares if I’m watching this film alone, I was going to make the most of a bad night.

I don’t know whether it was my mood, the fact that I was watching the film on my own, but I just couldn’t get into it. The film wasn’t that funny. However everyone around me seemed to be laughing. There were a group of girls sat in front on me, all of them in their late teens or early twenties. They found it hysterical! 'Maybe this is what the kids find funny these days?' I thought to myself. Then one of them caught my eye. She was stunning. The kind of girl who could turn any mans head. I had to mentally tell myself to stop looking at her. 'You don’t want her to think you are a dirty old man', I thought to myself. I tried my best to ignore her and just carry on watching the film.

However the film was doing nothing for me, so for the first time in my life, I left a film halfway through.'What a waste of money.' I thought to myself as I searched the multiplex for the nearest toilets. By luck another film had recently finished so I followed the queue of women waiting for the ladies. 'The toilets must be this way' I thought. I turned the corner and found the gents toilets only to be confronted with a sign which read ‘Closed for refurbishment’. 'Typical!' I cursed to myself, kicking the door in frustration. To my surprised the door swung gently open. I checked to see if there were any staff watching but no one was around, so I thought I would take a look.

As I crept inside, I took a sigh of relief. The toilets were empty. In front of me the wall was almost completely mirrored. I guess it was to give the illusion that the room was larger than it was, as the toilets were small but spotless and smelt of citrus fruit. I could see by the reflection that the cubicles were all in a row on my right, next to the door I just walked through. I noticed that all of the toilet cubicles were missing doors. Whoever had been refurbishing this place must be in the process of replacing them? I then found all the new doors had been stacked in the cubicle at the end, waiting to be fitted. As I faced the large mirror I could see the door-less cubicles behind me, large steel urinal on my right and wash basins on my left. The wall above the wash basins was also mirrored.
‘They like mirrors in this place’. I thought to myself, testing a tap. Running water, that’s a good sign. I guess the toilets and everything else must be working too, so the only thing they haven’t finished yet was putting on the doors on. No problem for me, I thought. I only came for a number 1 not a number 2. I undid the zip to my files and did what I had to do. All of a sudden the door opened and in walks a girl. I instantly recognise her as the attractive girl who was sat in front of me during the film.
“Oh sorry!” she said with surprise, as I quickly covered up my manhood. “I didn’t think anyone would be in here. The sign said that these toilets are closed?” she continued.
“They are, as far as I know.” I said “And before you say anything, I know I shouldn’t be in here either. However you do know these are the gents, right?”
“Yes, I know. However the queue for the ladies seems to go on forever and I really need to pee. I thought I would try my chances in here. I hope you don’t mind. I won’t be long.” She said as she hurried to a stall.
“I think you’ll find that none of the stalls have any doors on. You may need to queue for the ladies after all” I advised.
“I can’t wait that long, just don’t look.” She cried.
Before I could do or say anything I caught a flash of her pussy as she dropped her jeans and panties and hovered over the toilet bowl.
I quickly turned my head away but the image I saw was burnt into my brain. I stood motionless for a second. I didn’t know where to look or what to do as I heard the sound of her peeing. I then noticed how suspicions, this looked. I had already gone but now I am just standing at the urinal with my penis out, not peeing. I tried to block out the impure thoughts of the girl with her knickers down, meters away from me but the sight I saw was already having an affect on my cock. I could feel it growing and throbbing in my hand. I started to panic. I hope she hadn’t noticed that I now sporting a massive erection. In the corner of my eye I could see her reflection in the mirrored wall. My eyes couldn’t escape the view of her shaved pussy as she pulled a tissue from the roll to cleaned herself. She dropped the tissue in the bowel and then she just sat there for a moment. Her legs seemed to spread further apart so I had a clear view of all of her glory. My hand moved slowly up and down my cock.
“This better?” she jokingly said. I looked away in shock, my face going bright red.
“I didn’t know I had walked in on you masturbating.” She continued.
I was about to protest ‘I wasn’t masturbating! I just came in to use the bathroom’. But how would she have known that? From her point of view I’m just man stood at the urinal with a massive hard on in my hand.
“Sorry… I, er…” I spluttered, trying to put away my throbbing embarrassment.
“It’s ok.” She said, still sat on the loo. “We all do it. I should be the one saying sorry really, for walking in on you doing your thing”.
Her words sounded old and wise, like a mother apologising for walking in on her teenage son. Not a girl talking to a man who was old enough to be her father.
It seemed to clear the air, but I still didn’t know what to say. I was just so relieved that she wasn’t screaming the place down and calling the police.
“I take it, it’s been a while since you’ve seen any action?” she whispered to me.
I sighed and thought of all the months alone at my place with just my TV, computer and tissues for company. “Like you wouldn’t believe!” I confessed.
She looked at me and smiled.
To my surprised she then kicked off her shoes and removed her jeans and kickers altogether. I just stood dumbfounded as she stood up. She was now naked from the waist down.
“Nice cock” She said as she walked passed me with a wink, heading to the exit.
I looked down and saw that my cock was still sticking out of my flies, ridged as a rock and standing to attention. I then looked up to see her beautiful peachy arse as it wiggled away to the door. ‘Is she going to walk out half naked?’ I thought to myself, only seconds later to see she had actually gone over to lock the main door.
“We don’t want anyone walking in on us now do we?” She said with a knowing look. Does she mean I should have locked door when I first came in? Does ‘we’ mean me? But these thoughts were the last thing on my mind when she walked up to me and said…
“So what do you want to do now?”
My heart skipped a beat. “Er…?” I mumbled.
There was a long pause which she filled with, “I know what you would like”.
She smiled as her hand reached out to my cock.
A shudder of excitement rushed through my body as she knelt down. Her mouth now around my manhood, one hand working my shaft and the other cupping my balls. She started to give me the best blow job of my life.
I could see us in the walled mirror. It was an amazing, yet strange sight. My middle aged form being sucked off by one of the most stunning girls I have ever seen. This can’t be happening? I must be dreaming? I could feel her mouth release me from this moment of pleasure.
“You do like to watch don’t you” she said, noticing that I had been fixated on the mirror. “How about I give you something more to look at?” she said slowly stepping away from me, pulling her top off over her head in the process. “Now you” she winked.
I stood speechless as I watched her remove her bra. My eyes gazing on her amazing breasts, as she stood there in front of me completely naked. Her head tilted to the side and she gave a look like I hadn’t been listening. I looked up confused.
“Take your clothes off, silly!” she instructed.
“Oh, yes? My clothes. Sorry!” I fumbled. I was like putty in her hand.
As I awkwardly removed my clothes she had sat on top of the row of wash basins. Her legs dangling over the side with her hand covering her mound. I moved towards her.
“uh uh, you stay there.” She said. “I’ll let you watch.” She then started rubbing her pussy in front of me. I took her cue and started beating away at my cock. I don’t know what excitement she got from seeing a naked middle aged man masturbating in the middle of a cinema’s toilets but who was I to question her motives. I was loving what I saw and obeying her every instruction.
Her moans fuelled my strokes and I felt like we were both getting close to climax.
“You can come closer now if you like” she said, as if she had let barrier down between us.
I walked up to her. Her body was waist high. My cock was inches away from her pussy. Was she really going to let me fuck her? She beckoned me closed with her finger.
“I want you to go down on me” she cooed, her finger now pointing to her pussy.
“Certainly” I said obediently. Without hesitation I started lapping away. My hands touched her for the first time. Her naked body felt so toned and tight. She let my hands explore her. I didn’t care this is all she was going to let me do. I was in heaven. I tongued her clit and paced my lapping to her moans. She tasted amazing, like no one I have ever been with before. As my tongue explored her pussy my hands caressed her buttocks and then her breasts. Her breathes got shallower and I felt her body tighten around me as she let out a moaning orgasm. I slowly pulled my head away from her pussy and gently stroked her body as it twitched from her orgasm.
“Thank you,” she said “That was just what I needed.” She exclaimed.
“No problem” I replied. “It was amazing for me to” I smiled.
“I bet it was” she smiled back. Then there was a pause “So, I got what I wanted but you never said what you wanted?” she teased.
“What I wanted?” I said confused.
“Yes, I asked you wanted to do, and you never told me… So what do you want to do?” she teased again.
“Er..?” I said turning bright red. I have never met a girl so forward in all my life. In my day you got a slap if you even suggested anymore more than a cuddle. All these dirty thoughts spinning in my head and all of them I was scared to let out. I could see her smiling at me, while I stood there, lost for words.
“You’re so sweet. Most guys my age just only think about themselves. They would have fucked me and left by now. Not caring if I had cum or not. But you’re different”
She then gestured with her finger for me to come closer. My body naked body loomed over hers. She then gently whispered in my ear.
“Do you want to fuck me?”
I shyly nodded.
“Then what’s stopping you?” she said pulling me even closer so the tip of my cock brushed up again her moist entrance.
“What about protection?!” I questioned.
“Don’t worry about it” she said taking a sharp intake of breath as she guiding my dick into her hole.
“Just fuck me” she ordered “fuck me hard”. My body was overcome with sensations. I looked in the mirror and could see me sliding in and out of her. I looked down and her body and just couldn’t believe my eyes.
“FASTER” she cried, grabbing my ass and pushing me deeper inside her. I slid in and out, ramming her as hard and as fast as I could, I could feel her building up to another orgasm but I did everything I could to hold back from mine. Her pussy held my cock tight and I could feel her twitch around it. She looked into my eyes and then came again but I kept going holding back.
“You’re holding back. Why? I want you to cum. Cum inside me!” she moaned.
“What if I get you pregnant?” I worried.
She just smiled and whipped the sweat from her brow “I’m on the pill. It’s ok. I told you not to worry about it. Just fuck me!”
I could see us reflected in the wash basin mirror in front of me and also in the walled mirror to our side. I slammed into her as hard as I could.
“You like to watch yourself don’t you?” She moaned as my balls bashed against her clit.
“I’m sorry. It’s just that you are the most amazing girl I have ever laid eyes on. Let alone fucked. I feel like I’m in a dream” I cried.
She smiled, “you got a phone?” she said “with a camera?”
“Yes?” I said, still pumping into her.
“Get it!” She insisted.
“huh?” I said pretending that I hadn’t wanted evidence of this encounter all night.
“Don’t play dumb with me. I know you want to remember this.” She snapped.
I pulled out of her and hurried to get my phone from my trousers, which were still on the floor and handed the phone to her.
“No, don’t give it to me, just film what you want to film. Just don’t show my face”
I took the camera back and started to record the moment. I panned down her body, past her breasts and down to her pussy. I looked down at my cock, and then filmed it slowly sunk in her hold and as it slowly pumped at her pussy. I pulled out again.
“Turn round, I want fuck you from behind” She got down from the basin and bent over it. I filmed my fingers close up as explore her holes. I then filmed my cock sliding into her pussy from behind. I rested the phone on the side so it could see everything and then I started banging her faster. Her groans begging me to fuck her deeper and faster. Soon the sensation was too great and I shot my load deep inside her. Ramming her hard with one last deep push. When I finally pulled out a trickle of cum followed, dripping out of her pink hole. We stood shaking for a minute.
“Are you ok?” I asked her.
“OK?” She said “That was the best sex I’ve ever had!” she smiled. I reached over to my phoned and stopped recording.

We slowly started to gather up our things and clean ourselves up.
“I don’t even know your name?” I said, looking for my underwear
“And I don’t know yours. Best if we keep it that way. Strangers in the night” she said.
“I guess you’re right” I agreed. “This still feels like a dream.” I said gazing up and down at her amazing body.
She smiled “well, you do have something to remember me by” she said signally to my phone as I put it back in my pocket.
“My friends are probably wondering were I am as I’m sure my movie must have finished by now.” She said.
“Yes.” I said. “I don’t want them to think some old man has kidnapped you!” I joked.
She laughed “You’re funny”.
I smiled but looked concerned “You should be careful though. I could have been anyone”
“Now, you are starting to sound like an old man.” She said as she put her last bit of clothing on. She then came over and kissed me on the cheek, and whispered in my ear. “Thank’s for the quickie. It was amazing” and with that she turned and left, and I never saw her again.

THE END.


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