The New Experience [Fiction]

Hello, my name is Natalie, I am 25, but this story is 22 years old girl. Let’s call her Naty, she is shy, a little dumb just started exploring her life. She plans to go to a movie with some of her friends.

She is very excited about this outing with a friend, she chose her dress very patiently and choose to look cute. She wears a [white top](https://i.imgur.com/S9ihv8u.png), [Black Flared Skirt](https://i.imgur.com/Xmz52l5.png), and inside she chose to wear a [white bra](https://i.imgur.com/xRooJ0j.png) and [Black panty](https://i.imgur.com/lXMLr8A.png). She out for theatre. She met her all friends. She goes inside the hall and finds their way to sit. Hall is dark. She can’t even see her friends properly. She found her sit. But unfortunately, she sat in someone’s sit.

He was dark-skinned, and he was wearing black, she told her “Sorry mam it’s my sit”. She quickly replies “ohh sorry” she shifts one sit. Now this man is in between her and her friends.

The movie started, she quite enjoying the movies. Suddenly she felt a hand reassuring on her thigh. First, she thought that some of her friends. But suddenly it strikes on her mind between her and her friends the stranger is sitting. It’s the strangers’ hand.

She doesn’t know what is he doing. Suddenly she fills that he sucking his finger. She snapped her hand back. It was too risky. She couldn’t say anything to him without causing any kind of scene. But somehow, she fills those touches very seductive. She can’t say it loudly but she feels she need it more.

Again, she felt a hand in her thigh. And yes, he knew how to use the hand to electrify women. She was getting hornier by the minute and he was getting bolder. Oh, she couldn’t resist in her current state she is kind of hypnosis by his action. she leaned and twisted her body to give him better access.

She felt his fingers draw across the bottoms of both of my firm, round breasts. He went slowly and precisely as if he were using them as a guide to trace the letter “W”. she closed her eyes and leaned into his touch. As his fingers moved it was as if they left flames of pleasure burning on her delicate skin. His hand gently cupped each one, feeling the weight of each. She arched her back slightly, hoping to feel the sensation of her nipples against the skin of his palms. She bites her lip and was forced to release his hand so she could take a grip on the armrest. She felt her arousal mounting as the stranger finally began playing with her sensitive nipples. He stroked them and she felt them stiffen under his touch. He plucked them gently and circled them with those glorious fingers of his. She knew if he continued, she would be brought to orgasm just from this alone. She feels horny she wanted more. She gasped, trembling.

Her friend turned and look at her and give her a gentle call. That gave her a panicked expression, her body was contorted awkwardly and she braced for his fury.

“The movie is a scary one, I am fine here.” She replied to her friend.

The stranger kindly tugged it into place and he took his hand back. Her nipples ached for more stimulation.

His finger that plucked her nipples he traced her ear and cheek. She immediately got goosebumps and felt her face flush hot. Then he traced my neck and shoulder. Oh fuck…. she could feel her pussy getting eager and wet. her clit was so sensitive that just pressing my thighs together gave me miniature jolts of pleasure. she shouldn’t have moved this close to him. She was too shy to turn her head toward him to tell him to stop.

The stranger’s hand was under her top. He could no longer reach her tits or her face, but curled up like this, leaning, she had given him something better to touch. her ass was aimed right at him! His hand was gathering and moving aside the excess fabric of her flared skirt. He would soon be under the hem.

His bare hand groped the flesh of her thigh and she felt him squeeze it. He moved tantalizingly downward and He began groping her bottom. He cupped her flesh and kneaded it like she was clay being readied for sculpting.

She squirmed and shifted her weight so her ass was suspended repeatedly for a few brief moments at a time. he wasted no time during these opportunities to pull my panties down a few inches at a time until they were halfway down my thighs. In moments he had unrestricted access to my cunt.

He went back to squeezing the flesh of her ass and she felt like she was on fire. I clenched my teeth as I swallowed. Butterflies took flight in her stomach as finally, his fingers began to gently stroke the damp folds of my overheated pussy. With her legs curled like this, she couldn’t spread for him, but when he finally slid his two longest fingers into her the increased pressure of having her legs together boosted the sensation dramatically.

In and out, he went. Sometimes he would move his fingers between her legs so he could rub her stiff, aching clit. Then he’d slip back inside. she flexed her thigh muscles and squirmed rhythmically so that her engorged clitoris could still get a bit of stimulation while his fingers worked inside me. she resting her head against sit, she looked up at the screen as the villain plunged his knife again and again into his victim. Blood was grouting on screen and his fingers slid in and out of her cunt. Her lips parted and she felt a groan escape her.

The stranger kept working his fingers and she could feel her agonized pussy getting wetter and more eager. she wiggles and leaned into the pleasure as she felt it build and she clenched sit handle tighter…

Damn it! She had squeezed too hard!

She sat upright, no longer leaning over. his hand was now pressed between her bottom and the theatre seat. Two of his nimble fingers were still soaking in her wet pussy. He wiggled them a bit but she had effectively immobilized them with my asscheeks. She felt him reluctantly withdraw his hand. He squeezed her ass again as he did.

His face pressed close to the side of my head. she felt his hot breath. He flicked his tongue lightly across her ear and she heard him whisper: “I just tasted your cunt on my fingers…”.

The skin of her face flushed and she breathes intensely. her heart pounded. she bites her lip to stifle another moan.

She felt he unbutton her top’s top 3 buttons. Underneath it, he groped for his hand. His wet fingers closed around her and he brought her hand over to his thigh. He pressed it flatly against his pants, and she felt the outline of his cock straining against the fabric.

he unzipped his pants and take his dick outside of her pant. He put her hand on his liberated hard, throbbing dick. It was hot and thick. On-screen, the hero was savagely bludgeoning one of the villain’s men with a cricket bat. The bat was wet with gore and he brought it down repeatedly on the thug writhing in agony on the floor. Her delicate fingers grasped his cock and began stroking it firmly. her fingers became wet and sticky with his oozing pre-cum.

She gripped his shaft like a joystick and circled the head of his cock with her thumb. she made her hand into a fist and started pumping it up and down.

She felt his cock tensing up. She continued pumping. The hero on screen spun around and pummelled a lurking foe with his thick wooden bat.

Suddenly she perceived that he had leaned back in his chair and was biting his hand, facing away from the screen. The hero swung his cricket bat in a wide arc. It cracked the skull of his opponent and blood splashed from the wound. The rock-hard cock in her hand began spasming violently and she gasped as her fingers were coated with the first spurt of his cumshot. she tightened her grip and drew her hand up and down, occasionally splaying his fingers so she could mash his hot, sticky essence between each digit. Each spurt less forceful than the one preceding it.

she hastily wiped her hand on the stranger’s dick as she maneuvered his dick back. The movie was almost over and I needed to cum before the lights came back on.

On-screen, the hero was sneaking up on the final villain. His lady-love was a captive, tied up, and screaming in terror. she despaired that she would be unable to finger herself before the fight was over. her panties were still around her thighs, so there was no way for her to spread her legs and get her hand into his crotch. Maybe She could reach behind her backside and finger her cunt like that, but it seemed too risky. her pussy was pleading for release!

Stealthily, though, his hand was making its way back under my skirt and was gently moving aside the gathered folds of her skirt.

She felt her nipples stiffen as his hand kneaded her bottom again and he groped the entire crevice of her ass, which was pointing right at him, leaned over as she was. His fingers each rubbed her wet, swollen labia in turn and he made each of his digits slick. He smeared her cunt, her asshole, and the entries space in between with her wetness, all the while driving her to further heights of pleasure. her mouth was open and her face must have looked like I was in agony.

As the hero and the villain traded blows the lady’s screaming intensified. The music increased in pace and was almost deafening. He began furiously fingering her pussy, shifting his hand occasionally to rub her yearning clit masterfully.

He shifted and now his thumb was pressing firmly against her asshole as he fingered her clit. The pressure was something she wasn’t used to. It lingered there, and it drove her pleasure higher. He rubbed her anus with that slick thumb and she closed her eyes tight. Her breathing became more rapid and she could feel her asshole begin winking and dilating involuntarily as this new form of pleasure mounted. His thumb rubbed harder and I eagerly squirmed against his digit to enhance the feeling.

On-screen, the hero deflected the villain’s curved dagger and in one dramatic motion, he rammed it into his guts with no mercy. The tension in her cunt was almost at the breaking point! In and out his wet fingers worked. she took a deep, ragged breath. As the villain cringed, paralyzed in disbelief, the hero retrieved his cricket bat and aimed a mighty swing at the evil man’s skull. At this very instant, the stranger pressed inward and her asshole was filled by his thumb while his index and pointer finger went deeper into her quivering cunt. she was going to cum very soon! The pleasure was unbearable and as the hero’s bat burst the villain’s skull—her orgasm hit like an earthquake in her core.

She buried her face into sits head and shrieked with wordless, unrestrained pleasure.

The other women in the theatre shrieked as well and she imagines they cowered in the arms of their men too, shocked and horrified by the carnage on screen. her bottom was still spasming on the stranger’s digits. she squirted all over his hand and thanked heaven it wasn’t a g-spot orgasm. She felt a sublime pleasing sensation as his thumb withdrew from her asshole. The tight puckered ring of muscle in her ass was sorry to close up behind the departing finger. She marveled at this new knowledge. She had no idea that a girl could feel pleasure from having something in her asshole. she always thought it was just something dirty men craved, looking for a tighter sensation on their dicks. she filed the information away for later.

she could feel the stranger smearing his fingers against the soft skin of her rump, feeling her sticky essence as she had done with his. She gasped and moaned with relief into the fabric of his shirt while the waves of her orgasm subsided. She was shuddering. The stranger withdrew his hand from her bottom and soon there was nothing left under her flared skirt.

On-screen, the hero untied his captive damsel, and they embraced joyously. she gets her panties back in the proper place. she leaned back in her seat and gazed at the screen. Before the credits rolled, she hazarded a glance to my side. The stranger’s seat was empty; this time for sure.

As they departed the theatre, she fixes bra and buttoned her top.

She met her friend outside the theatre, she did diner with her friend. And take a cab to go to the house.

–[Naty](https://i.imgur.com/wAn0HoE.jpg)

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/jm8yd8/the_new_experience_fiction