19-10-2021, 10:01 AM
I was angry at Shrek for doing this to my friend, but I was actually getting hot over her having sex right next to three strangers. It was our ultimate dare and a big turn on for me. I thought there was no way Neha could beat me having sex on a bus, but she had found one. Actually, Shrek had found one.
"So,he gave back my dress but didnt allow me to wear bra and panty" Neha continued "After that, we drove to a hotel and had lunch. Just normal thalli meals filled with stares from the waiters hoping that they can x-ray through my dress.
Then we went to a small dilapidated cinema theatre which looked like it might collapse any day. The ticket usher gave us dirty looks and when I went into the theatre, I realized why."
"Oh, was it a soft-core porn movie?" I asked her excitedly. Some old theatres used to show such movies for decades to satisfy the Indian male curiosity before internet porn became mainstream.
"No. You and your dirty mind." chided Neha "It wasn't porn but some local language movie. It wasn't the movie why we went there. The entire theatre was almost empty except for a few couples sitting here and there enjoying their privacy from prying Indian eyes."
I remembered those theatres well as I went to one of them a lot during college times with my then boyfriend. I was curious to know what Shrek further did in this pseudo romantic spot for Indian couples.
"So, the theatre was dark and the movie had already begun. We sat in one of the isolated spots. The moment we sat down he pulled up my skirt to reveal my crotch. Then he pulled up my shirt to display my breasts. So we kept watching the movie while his hands were alternating between them. He unzipped his pants and pulled out his dick and made me stroke it."
"Didn't anyone notice?" I asked. I was getting very moist listening to Neha's very long 'five-minute' tale.
"Not at first," Neha replied.
"So they noticed?" I gasped.
"Well after a while. I started giving him a blowjob while seated and then he suggested I ride him in reverse cowgirl position. So I was riding him and watching the movie while he was playing with my breasts from behind. Maybe I was a little too loud and they heard my voice over the theatre music."
Neha was downplaying how loudly she moaned, as she sounded like those anime cartoon girls and she is very expressive in her voice during sex. I'm sure her voice would easily be heard by neighbors, except in our case it was the neighbor who came to our house causing the noise.
"So I was riding him," Neha continued "and then I noticed that almost every other couple had stopped and were looking at us even though they could only see silhouettes in that flickering light. But I made me feel embarrassed and a bit hot too. But I told him we should stop this.
He agreed and we adjusted our dress and went out, but immediately he pulled me into the toilet. It was very dirty and smelly. It almost made me want to vomit. But Shrek had no second thoughts. He made me put my hands against the wall and then bend over. He pulled my skirt up and slapped my butt cheeks. Then he started humping me from behind.
He pulled my shirt up and started cupping my breasts holding them for support. This was going on for some time until the door creaked open and I saw the shadow of a person enter."
"Oh my God!" I gasped.
"So,he gave back my dress but didnt allow me to wear bra and panty" Neha continued "After that, we drove to a hotel and had lunch. Just normal thalli meals filled with stares from the waiters hoping that they can x-ray through my dress.
Then we went to a small dilapidated cinema theatre which looked like it might collapse any day. The ticket usher gave us dirty looks and when I went into the theatre, I realized why."
"Oh, was it a soft-core porn movie?" I asked her excitedly. Some old theatres used to show such movies for decades to satisfy the Indian male curiosity before internet porn became mainstream.
"No. You and your dirty mind." chided Neha "It wasn't porn but some local language movie. It wasn't the movie why we went there. The entire theatre was almost empty except for a few couples sitting here and there enjoying their privacy from prying Indian eyes."
I remembered those theatres well as I went to one of them a lot during college times with my then boyfriend. I was curious to know what Shrek further did in this pseudo romantic spot for Indian couples.
"So, the theatre was dark and the movie had already begun. We sat in one of the isolated spots. The moment we sat down he pulled up my skirt to reveal my crotch. Then he pulled up my shirt to display my breasts. So we kept watching the movie while his hands were alternating between them. He unzipped his pants and pulled out his dick and made me stroke it."
"Didn't anyone notice?" I asked. I was getting very moist listening to Neha's very long 'five-minute' tale.
"Not at first," Neha replied.
"So they noticed?" I gasped.
"Well after a while. I started giving him a blowjob while seated and then he suggested I ride him in reverse cowgirl position. So I was riding him and watching the movie while he was playing with my breasts from behind. Maybe I was a little too loud and they heard my voice over the theatre music."
Neha was downplaying how loudly she moaned, as she sounded like those anime cartoon girls and she is very expressive in her voice during sex. I'm sure her voice would easily be heard by neighbors, except in our case it was the neighbor who came to our house causing the noise.
"So I was riding him," Neha continued "and then I noticed that almost every other couple had stopped and were looking at us even though they could only see silhouettes in that flickering light. But I made me feel embarrassed and a bit hot too. But I told him we should stop this.
He agreed and we adjusted our dress and went out, but immediately he pulled me into the toilet. It was very dirty and smelly. It almost made me want to vomit. But Shrek had no second thoughts. He made me put my hands against the wall and then bend over. He pulled my skirt up and slapped my butt cheeks. Then he started humping me from behind.
He pulled my shirt up and started cupping my breasts holding them for support. This was going on for some time until the door creaked open and I saw the shadow of a person enter."
"Oh my God!" I gasped.
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