Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

My name is Nithin. This is an incident occurred when I visited a theatre with my wife Aditi Rao Hydari during our honeymoon.




A place blessed with beauty dazzled our views. My wife wore a silk skirt and jeans. I did not approve of it, however being the second week of our marriage I did not argue. I donned jeans to match her style. When people stare at Aditi, it makes me uneasy and Aditi being voluptuous only made matters worse. Her boobs jiggled as she walked even though she wore tight bra. Her ass was a carved piece on which the skirt made a second skin.



It was with great effort during our honeymoon I got permission to go out alone with Aditi. People did not seem to realize we needed privacy. Wherever we went aunties, uncles or their children followed us. Therefore, this time I told it was an official visit. Aditi did not seem to mind the guest; in fact, she was happy to have all of them around her. She was surprised to see us go to a cinema hall instead of my friend's house as we planned. When I told her, I wanted some time in private she seemed to be more surprised which irritated me.

'Was she such a naïve or was I the sex hungry guy?'



This film had been running for a week now and I didn't expect any rush. Leaving two seats from the sidewall, to keep our helmet and bags, we sat down like college students. Some people came and looked, then seeing us, they moved on to different seats. Some guys came and sat near me. As lights dimmed, I placed my hands on Aditi's hand as she cuddled on my shoulder and smiled. We were immersed in the movie when suddenly someone flashed a torch at our faces. It was the ticket checker. I soon looked for the counterfoil in my pockets.

"Is the seat occupied?" he asked flashing the seats where we had kept the bag.

"No," I said.

Immediately he flashed the torch to someone and a light was flashed back. Another person accompanied by two men came.

"This seat is not taken."

Before we could say anything, they moved in, handing over our bags on the seat to us.

"Isn't there any other seats?" I asked.

"The theatre is full and moreover the seat is not for placing your things," he said.



He was an old man and the way he looked at me was as if he was disapproving me with the girl. He probably did not realize we were married and perhaps thought we were here to grope and feel each other. I wanted to explain but then let it go. We should have taken our things and moved to the sidewall but it happened so fast that we never thought of that. The two men sat near Aditi.

The film was an action packed movie with good songs. I sat back to enjoy the movie. After around half an hour, Aditi whispered to me that the people were troubling her. I looked at them giving my sternest look hoping to frighten them and it did. They remained well mannered until the interval. Fifteen minutes after the interval, I felt Aditi`s finger signalling me. I looked at her. One of them had his hand on her thigh. He was using his fingers to lift up her skirt slowly. She was busy pushing off his hand. I coughed and looked at him. He withdrew his hand quickly. Aditi looked at me and smiled. I wanted to move her from there but the person near me seemed worse. Our only choice was either to create a scene and become the laughingstock or leave the theatre. It was only after months of waiting that we were able to go out, so I did not want to spoil it. I looked at them and they seemed under control now.



After some time, again I felt the fingers of Aditi. I turned towards them. The person near her had unzipped and his underwear-covered dick was pointing out. Suddenly the theatre went silent and dark. I wondered what had happened and looked around. It was only the setting of a song, which started with silence, then a bang. All of a sudden, the screen was filled with mini skirt girls followed by a cabaret dancer. Her movements were sexy and her moving around showing glimpses of panty was titillating. For a second I forgot about Aditi. It was Aditi's pulling that brought me back. While I was deep into the movements of the song, the person near her had begun his movement. This time his eyes were glued to the screen. Therefore, I could not stare him down. His hands were roaming around Aditi's thigh like a spider. My eyes were fluttering back to the screen as the cabaret dancer swirled her legs apart to the tune and did a fucking gesture with her legs apart giving a sudden view of a camel toe. The tugging of my sleeve continued. My brain was telling me turn however; my dick was rising and wanted to see the nakedness of the women on screen. Torn between the two I looked at the screen then to Aditi thigh and then back to screen.



All this was happening in a matter of seconds though it looked like hours. While the actress parted her legs to show her panties and began to thrust, the person near her had pulled Aditi's skirt above her knee. Aditi expecting me to intervene had not given her full strength to stop him. She was pulling my sleeve with one hand while she held her skirt as the person tried to lift it. This disadvantage was an advantage to him. He heaved at her dress and placed his hands on her naked thigh. His hand was like an electric shock to her. She almost jumped up. My eyes were glued to the screen and her voice was falling on deaf ears. I tore my eyes from the screen to the person.