What's on at the Cinema ?

"I wonder what's on at the cinema tonight," said Carol, my wife, suddenly. "It's ages since you took me to see a film."

We were sitting at home with the TV on but not watching it, and both a little bored. I went online and found a film that we could watch. The cinema was only a 20 minute drive away and we could get there in plenty of time. We quickly washed and changed, then headed out.

As we entered the cinema, Carol asked if she could buy some popcorn. While she was at the counter the man standing next to her started chatting to her. He was around the same age as us and looked to be on his own. When she came over she said that he'd been talking to her about the film and remarked that her tub of popcorn was huge. She'd said that if she had any left over at the end of the film they were his.

We sat down at the back on an empty row, there were only around 20 people in the cinema, and as the lights went down a man moved down our row and sat next to Carol. I recognized him as the man at the counter. He asked if it was OK to sit there as it wouldn't be as far to walk to collect his popcorn later. About 10 minutes into the film Carol tapped my arm and whispered "look."

The man's hand was resting on her shoulder and his fingers were stroking her neck. He was staring at the screen as if he was unaware what he was doing. Carol was making no attempt move his hand and at one point I'm sure 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 minute his hand was covering her breast and slowly moving around. I looked at his face and he was still staring straight ahead.

Then I noticed that his other 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 stop him and she said "no, he'll probably get bored and stop in a minute or two."

I looked at the screen, then when I looked over his hand was higher on her leg, and stroking. I looked at Carol and she had her eyes closed.

Then, right before my eyes, his fingers started to slowly pull her skirt up, inch by inch. Pretty soon her thighs came into view and his hand moved onto the one closest to him. I felt my cock starting to get hard as his hand moved under her skirt and slowly moved upwards.

"Oh my god," she whispered a minute later, "he's rubbing my pussy." I saw her legs start 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 take my panties off."

Before I could answer her hands went under her skirt, she lifted off the seat, and pulled her panties over her feet. She passed them to me and I noticed that they were damp. By now she had her legs wide open and was quietly moaning as his hand was busy at work. She turned to me again and whispered "he's rubbing my clit so hard, and keeps putting his fingers inside me."

I had to unzip my trousers, and free my hard cock. I started to stroke it as I watched this stranger fingering my wife. After a few more minutes she moaned and said "I'm cumming, he's making me cum."

I'm sure some of the other people must have heard her. She was almost bouncing on her seat as her orgasm took over her body and mine was not much later. As she slumped back in her seat, the man licked his fingers, looked at me and said "mmm she tastes nice."

Then he stood up, took hold of the popcorn tub and walked out. After a few minutes Carol got up, grabbed my hand, and said "let's go home, I really want to fuck."

In the car one of her hands went under her skirt while the other pulled down my zip and stroked my very hard cock. Once we got home we rushed upstairs and onto the bed. "oooh finger me babe" she kept saying. "Rub my clit and push your fingers deep inside me."

All the time I was fingering her she was telling me how wet she was. Then she moved around till she was sitting on my face telling me to lick her. While I was licking at her soaking wet hole she undid my belt, pushed down my trousers and boxers then took my cock in her mouth. After a few minutes of 2 way sucking and licking, she stopped and said "now it's time to fuck."

She moved down my body, straddled my cock and slid 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 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 couldn'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, make me cum with your big hard cock, give it to me, fuck me you bastard." Then she moaned, screamed, cursed and shook almost at the same time as wave after wave of orgasms took over her body. "oh God, oh God, yes, fuck fuck, fuck my cunt, give it to me, yes babe, I'm cumming."

She wasn't aware that I had cum inside her and she probably didn't care.

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