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Groped by a Stranger

You would be fun to meet. Just meet, nothing more. We?re not seeking new friends, we have plenty already. Ahh . . . but an anonymous adventure . . that?s another matter. We don?t care about your real names (Jane & John will do nicely), or your age, where you live, your work, where you went to school, your hobbies or any other personal facts about who you are or what you do. We?re not looking to be invited over to play bridge, go camping, or play tennis, take a cruise together, or even meet for supper or drinks. Hmmmm . . . but a movie, that sounds enticing. Hooking up at an uncrowded matinee in a darkened movie theater might provide some erotic thrills. What a great place for an assignation!

Perhaps it might happen something like this. You?ll plan to attend an afternoon performance, of an obscure movie at an uncrowded cinema. Hopefully you will wear loose fitting ?comfortable? clothing. Jane you should sit in the back row of the theater so that when the lights go down you?ll be cloaked in darkness. John could sit a couple of rows in front and off to the side a bit so that he can ?keep an eye? on you. We (call us Bob and Beth) will follow closely and find seats in the same two rows. As the feature begins, Jane, I?ll brazenly move over and sit right next to you. I appear to be respectable. . . perhaps ?safe but not too safe? or ?sweet but not too polite?? Words are not exchanged but almost immediately you feel my forearm brushing casually against yours. Your heart skips a beat but possibly the touching is inadvertent. However, when I reach over and chance to graze my palm against the front your blouse you can tell that it?s no ?accident?. Then when my hand drops casually onto your leg your nipples stiffen and your blood begins to race.

The hem of your skirt slides up easily as my hand slips stealthily beneath it and I lightly caress the bare skin along your shapely legs with the tips of my fingers. (or do you prefer to wear stockings?) I hear you start to breathe a bit more rapidly as your knees begin to part. I need no further invitation to slide my hand up your naked thigh and feel you tense as I discover the fabric of your already damp panties. Your own hand reaches down and joins mine between your legs. You lift the leg band of your briefs, and insert a finger inside yourself discovering just how turned on you actually are. Your dripping finger pops out and you pass it beneath my nose so I can sniff your excitement and then . . you poke that damp digit into my mouth to let me taste the sweet, tangy juices dripping out of your pussy. Suddenly I am also aware of a stirring between my own legs!

I lean over to your ear and whisper, ?take off you panties?, a suggestion that?s both a request and a command. You willingly comply, slipping your thumbs into the waistband and begin to slide your underpants down over your bare ass. Before they reach your knees my hand is in your sopping crotch stroking the velvety down that covers your furry mound. My fingers go straightaway up into your love tunnel and I begin vigorously masturbating you . . . reaching far up inside you with my fingers as I press my palm against your aroused clitoris. You arch you back and begin bucking hard against my busy hand. We feverishly match thrusts as I jack you off there in the darkness of the back row. Suddenly you lift up your blouse and expose your tits to my eager mouth. Do you always go to the movies braless? I hungrily begin sucking on them and nibbling on your nipples as I continue my assault on your vagina. Your body feels electrified and the squishing noises excite and arouse both of us. You wonder if the sound can be heard by others but you can?t suppress a moan of relief and are unable restrain yourself from voicing little cries of pleasure. Neither of us wants to be caught in this compromising situation and the ecstasy is too great to stop now. In order to help you remain quiet I pull your panties all of the way down your legs, over your feet. and stuff their pussy soaked crotch into your mouth. You bite down hard and surrender yourself to muffled moans and the thrill of spreading your naked legs and exposing your succulent goods to anyone who cares to look.

Your passion has also had its effect on me. Would you like me to unzip my pants and take out my hard dick? Would you like to return the favor and stroke my rigid shaft as I finger your sopping snatch? Does it add to your excitement to feel a man as he gets his rocks off and empties his balls? Do you like being used as my sex toy? Do you savor the feeling of cum flowing down your bare thighs or dripping from your firm nipples or oozing between your fingers? But, this isn?t about me . . . it?s about your passion.

The scent of sex fills our nostrils and further excites you as you continue your frenzied thrashing against my probing fingers. Your excitement is contagious and I can contain myself no more. Before you know it I am on my knees in front of your seat. Your legs hang over the armrests and your feet push hard against the row in front of you. You feel my head between your fleshy thighs and my face making love to your womanhood. You celebrate the feeling of my tongue exploring the slit between your lips before plunging deeply that secret cavern between your legs. Then my mouth engulfs your throbbing love button and as I suck your engorged clit I simultaneously massage it with the tip of my tongue. At this point it?s not even clear just who is assaulting who. You can hold back no longer. You groan through your panties as your body convulses and you buck hard against my face as you obtain your release . . . flooding my face with your pussy juice and cumming into my eager mouth.

But what about John? Is he also becoming aroused as he watches his wife being groped by a stranger? Can he feel the stirring in his crotch as his member grows between his legs? Would he be equally excited when he feels Beth?s hand in his lap rubbing this crotch? Would he like it if Beth unzipped his fly and wrapped her fingers around his rigid cock? Would John also get off by being jacked off in a public theater. Would he explode when he feels the warm moisture of Beth?s mouth as her tongue licks his balls and then engulfs his manhood?

After the movie concludes we aren?t interested in going out for supper or even coffee . . not even a friendly chat over a relaxing drink. However, if you are still aroused I might follow you to your car to help get you ?off?. Or perhaps you might enjoy a visit to Publix to check out all of the groceries on those lower shelves or lean way over the freezer chest exposing your ?goods? from behind. Would it be fun to go shopping for some new shoes and give the sales guy an eyeful up your skirt as you try on several pairs? Would some risky public nudity at the almost deserted mall cause you to gush? What about a naked auto ride down the interstate as you slowly pass by several horny truck drivers?

So many possibilities . . . . .