[M]y [F]irst time watching 50 shades at the cinema (but not my last) Part 1

Well, this was a few years ago on valentines day, I’d been talking with a girl I’d met via a few friends. Her name was Laura, she was younger than me (21 at the time to my 29), cute, blonde, some nice curves and incredibly clever. She was also a little shy and inexperienced with men. Not to say she was innocent, I’d found out when she’d gotten drunk one time that she was far from it, just lacked experience.

Since that night our texts had gotten flirty and suggestive from both sides. About a week before Vday she mentioned offhand that she wanted to go see 50 shades but nobody would go see it with her. At the time she had plans with friends so we couldn’t find a date that would work but, the day before she messaged me saying they’d been cancelled so I suggested it. She agreed she’d meet me in town and we’d go see the movie and grab some food. I really wasn’t expecting anything, when she arrived dressed casually in a knee length dress her hair pulled back and giving off a “friends” vibe that didn’t help. We got tickets, snacks and the movie started, being valentines day the showing was busy but we’d managed to get a corner to ourselves which meant we could happily sit and chat quietly without disturbing those around us.

Well, as those of you who have seen it will attest, the movie is bad, the sex scenes are lacklustre and the whole thing lacks spark. I made comments on how to get a better sound or a nice mark in the spanking scene, discussed the chemistry, the phrasing, the fact that foreplay is a cursory thing. During a quiet part Laura asked me what I’d do differently, deciding to have some fun I smiled. Leaning in I whispered in her ear, “first, I’d make her strip for me, slowly, savouring every moment until she’s naked. Then, with my hands wandering over every inch I would guide her to the bed, tying her arms above her head to the frame using something like bondage tape. Once I was sure she was secure I would let my fingers, my lips caress her, starting at her shoulders and working down, avoiding anywhere too sensitive. Down her arms” at this point I let my fingers trail down her arms “down her sides, and up and down her legs”. At this point I pushed, just a little, letting my fingers rest on her knee, her dress had ridden up but still, only an inch or two above the knee was visible so my fingers stroked that and toyed with that and the hem of her dress. Maybe not quite everyday but not too much of a push. “I’d make her squirm, beg, let my fingers roam, barely touching anywhere she wants, moving up” now, at this point, what I wasn’t expecting was for her to open her legs, just slightly. The effect it had was my hand was suddenly under her dress, the fact she said and did nothing left me encouraged so I trail my fingers, slowly up. Looking up at her and she was looking at me, I’d bet anything flushed if I could see her. “I’d trail up, stroke that soft skin of her legs” my fingers moved up, letting her object if she wished. Nothing. “caress slowly” moving further up until I could feel the heat coming from between her legs. “Then, when they reached the top, when she thinks that she’ll get what she needs” my fingertips slide over to her other leg and I stroke down, “she’ll have to beg”.

Laura lets out a small sigh and my fingers continue to stroke her inner thigh, after a short time of actually watching the movie she looks to me and asks, quietly, “so, what comes next”. I raise a brow in surprise, “it depends, depends on what the girl would like” my voice suggests more of a question in return, Laura sighs. “everything” she says quietly, prompting a laugh from me that I quickly explain “I don’t think you want everything, but I understand the sentiment, there are a few things at least that may very well put you off”. After a moment she nods and we sit and watch the movie, my hand resting just above her knee. “Have you done that” she whispers at the flogging, I nod, “I prefer a paddle” she pauses, “it looks scary, but hot” squeezing her knee, “maybe a gentler introduction” her turn to nod. Pretty soon the film is over and we leave, “wanna grab some food?” I ask as we walk out of the cinema. Shes looked pensive and I figured maybe she didn’t approve of the touching in the cinema, I was about to apologise when she looked up at me. “Can we go back to yours?” well, that was unexpected (in hindsight, maybe not) “sure, just so we’re clear, you mean…” she blushes, “maybe we could try some of the things you talked about”. I nod, “if you’re sure, I would love to”

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