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Anything Goes
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Straight Male / 32
This goes back to when I was 14. I used to go to the movies almost weekly. I sat in the same row and seat in the center where I liked it. I'm not a movie muncher so even in the rare event when I would go with friends, I turned down the popcorn, etc. I recall this was around the time when almost anything would give me a stiff.
I recall going during the winter, wearing a coat and almost always, putting the folded coat in the next seat, which was usually empty. In fact, in the early PM the entire theater would usually be nearly empty, which is why I went at the time.
Also, I recall the first time it happened. A woman, not old but not a girl, sat next to me. I felt her hand rest on my lap. Then, she rubbed my thigh a bit and while a bit shocked, I did not feel like removing her hand. She rubbed around while still looking at the movie. Then I felt her go for my crotch and my head spun, I was so excited. My cock grew hard in an instant and she grabbed it, still looking at the movie.
She was so obvious in wanting to hold my cock that I unzipped and pulled it out. She began to masturbate me, steadily, and with a lot of style and manipulation. I noted she shifted from her entire hand to fingers then back, rubbing my glans and once in a while reaching for and cupping my balls. I just sat there but could not concentrate on the movie. Being a heavy wanker at the time I knew when my climax approached so I took out my handkerchief and placed it over my stander, then came, my cock still embraced by her hand as it pulsed out my cum.
The woman released my cock, then wiped her hand a bit with my handkerchief and left.
It happened several times, same time, same place and I looked forward to it. I would be crestfallen when she did not show up. When she did, I was prepared with more than one handkerchief. We never uttered a word to each other. It was just some kind of sexual reaching out that satisfied both of us.
Until a friend told me about this "confession" site I had just about forgotten this strange incident. I stopped going to the movies each week after graduating from High School so I never saw the woman again. I can still feel her fantastic manipulations on my stiff and that often begins a masturbation session. in the passing years since, I tried to reach g/friends how to do it like her, but they never duplicated it. Some of us need very little to get off. I did back then.
I recall going during the winter, wearing a coat and almost always, putting the folded coat in the next seat, which was usually empty. In fact, in the early PM the entire theater would usually be nearly empty, which is why I went at the time.
Also, I recall the first time it happened. A woman, not old but not a girl, sat next to me. I felt her hand rest on my lap. Then, she rubbed my thigh a bit and while a bit shocked, I did not feel like removing her hand. She rubbed around while still looking at the movie. Then I felt her go for my crotch and my head spun, I was so excited. My cock grew hard in an instant and she grabbed it, still looking at the movie.
She was so obvious in wanting to hold my cock that I unzipped and pulled it out. She began to masturbate me, steadily, and with a lot of style and manipulation. I noted she shifted from her entire hand to fingers then back, rubbing my glans and once in a while reaching for and cupping my balls. I just sat there but could not concentrate on the movie. Being a heavy wanker at the time I knew when my climax approached so I took out my handkerchief and placed it over my stander, then came, my cock still embraced by her hand as it pulsed out my cum.
The woman released my cock, then wiped her hand a bit with my handkerchief and left.
It happened several times, same time, same place and I looked forward to it. I would be crestfallen when she did not show up. When she did, I was prepared with more than one handkerchief. We never uttered a word to each other. It was just some kind of sexual reaching out that satisfied both of us.
Until a friend told me about this "confession" site I had just about forgotten this strange incident. I stopped going to the movies each week after graduating from High School so I never saw the woman again. I can still feel her fantastic manipulations on my stiff and that often begins a masturbation session. in the passing years since, I tried to reach g/friends how to do it like her, but they never duplicated it. Some of us need very little to get off. I did back then.
