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By HanSolo
Tina planned to give her husband a hand job in the cinema, but she made a mistake
Tina felt a thrill of anticipation as she and Paul planned their adventurous evening at the cinema. The idea of giving Paul a hand job in public had ignited a spark of excitement within her, the risk adding a delicious edge to their usual intimacy. She chose a long, dark dress for the occasion, one that would give her the freedom of movement she needed without drawing too much attention.
Once seated in the dimmed theater, the screen flickered to life with the previews, casting a soft glow around them. She whispered to Paul about her intentions, her voice low and sultry, her hand already wandering to his thigh. The movie began, and with it, so did their little game. Tina’s hand slipped beneath Paul’s jeans, her fingers teasing, drawing him into the moment with each gentle stroke.
But then, nature called. “I need the loo,” she whispered, giving Paul a playful squeeze before she left. She returned swiftly, her heart still racing from the excitement, but in her haste, she misjudged her seat, ending up in the row ahead. The darkness of the theater was deceptive, and she sat down next to what she thought was Paul.
Her hand, eager to continue where she left off, found its way into the lap next to her. The feel was off, but in the dark, with the rush of adrenaline and the movie’s soundtrack covering any potential sounds, she didn’t think much of it at first. The trousers felt different under her touch, but her hand proceeded, driven by the thrill of their earlier plan.
As her fingers traced the outline of what she assumed was Paul’s erection, she noticed it felt larger, more pronounced. She unzipped, her hand slipping inside, pulling out what definitely was a much larger cock than she was used to. Confusion mixed with curiosity as she began to stroke it, her movements slow and deliberate, the screen’s light occasionally glinting off the stranger’s member.
Her mind buzzed with questions, but the sensation was too intoxicating to stop immediately. She kept her gaze forward, her peripheral vision catching only the vaguest hint of the man’s profile. It wasn’t Paul. Yet, instead of pulling away, something within her, a mix of shock and excitement, made her grip tighten, eliciting a gasp from the stranger. The sound sent a shiver down her spine, her own arousal escalating as she felt her panties becoming damp.
She thought, “Oh fuck, this is mad, this chap must think it’s his lucky day,” as she used the precum to lubricate her strokes, her pace picking up, driven by a wild, newfound desire. She was acutely aware of Paul behind her, likely watching this unfold, his laughter almost tangible in the air around her, which only added to her heightened state.
With each stroke, her mind raced with the implications, the thrill of the unknown, but her body was in command now, her movements becoming more urgent. She covered the tip with her other hand as she felt the stranger tense, his hips subtly bucking into her grip, trying to maintain some semblance of control. As he came, she watched his face, his expression lost in pleasure, their eyes meeting in the dim light, a silent acknowledgment of their shared secret.
Afterward, with his cum in her hand, she massaged it back down his length, her touch now slow and soothing, until he relaxed back into his seat. She then excused herself to the restroom, her heart pounding with the adrenaline of what had just happened. Washing her hands, she couldn’t help but smile at the absurdity and the thrill of it all.
Returning to her actual seat beside Paul, she whispered, “Why didn’t you stop me or something?” His response was a grin and a playful, “What do you mean? I thought you were still in the loo.” They settled back into watching the movie, but now, every so often, Tina’s hand would find Paul’s cock, keeping him in a state of readiness for when they returned home. Her eyes occasionally darted to the silhouette of the stranger, her mind replaying the encounter, the size, the feel, the sheer audacity of it all.
The rest of the movie passed in a haze of arousal and reflection, the shared secret between her, Paul, and the stranger adding a new layer to their adventure. And as they left the cinema, the night air cool against her heated skin, she knew this would be a story they’d revisit, perhaps even recreate, in their future escapades.
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