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Special thanks to one of my readers (Shru), who has always been supportive and encouraging me to write more stories with her ideas and suggestions. Likewise, I would also like to thank Ashima (one of my readers), my long-time admirer.
Continuation:
After a fruitful encounter in the restaurant, Poonam’s approach towards me was very comfortable for her. There was no hesitation left between us now. Short encounters in movie theatres and restaurants had become a usual routine for us.
The physical relationship between us was restricted to kissing and ogling till now. Since we both are mature and I understand Poonam’s situation well, it’s not that easy to make out with her.
Every working woman in a city like Mumbai has to manage several things in her day-to-day life. That is when the relationship is discreet. She had to take care of her mother-in-law, her 7-year-old son as well as the daily routines of her husband.
Knowing her situation well, I never forced Poonam to have sex with me eagerly. I, too, was waiting patiently and wanted her to thrive first for her thirst. Whenever we used to be in a theatre, I made sure Poonam always switched on her erotic triggers.
We had a fixed restaurant near her office where we would get privacy together. We similarly had a fixed theatre to watch movies. Rather, it was a spot for some steamy stuff. The theatre was in Sion. Readers staying in South Mumbai would be aware of that theatre.
The theatre has a very unique concept of a lover’s box. It provides privacy for couples on one of the four screens that they have. Only 4 couples would be accommodated in that box. That was our fixed spot, especially when it’s a flop movie.
A small suggestion for couples: Whenever you want to make out in a theatre, go for flop movies only. The crowd is less, and your concentration won’t be on the screen. You can utilise the time well with your partners.
It was a weekday when Poonam and I had decided to watch a movie. In fact, we wanted to spend time together. I asked her to take a half day leave. Getting half-day leave bunking the offices is not a big deal for government employees.
I already had booked tickets for the show. As usual, the movie was a flop. It was going to be a routine movie for us, with some cuddling and kissing until something new was going to happen that day.
We both sat on the booked seats. Fortunately, there were no more couples in the lover’s box that day. Neither were there much public in the theatre. There used to be one staff member to watch out if any inappropriate things were happening in the box.
As we were the usual ones to visit the theatre, we were familiar with the staff and so were they with us. After the movie started, the staff was there for around 20 minutes, and he went away later on. We both were left alone with ample privacy.
As the movie progressed, with lots of chit-chatting, I advanced my moves. I kept my left hand on Poonam’s shoulder and started rubbing it. She felt the ecstasy in me and looked at me with lusty eyes.
Poonam: There’s no distraction for us today.
Me: Yes. Luck is on our side.
Saying this, I held Poonam’s chin and raised it a bit upwards. Her eyes closed, knowing what was coming next. I made my grip firm on her shoulder and kept my lips on hers.
In no time, we started smooching each other. We went into a different world, knowing there was no one to disturb us. The sound of the movie around us was working as a trans. I twisted my body more towards Poonam, exploring her tongue and licking her saliva.
We went into a passionate kissing and smooching. I was getting uncontrollable this time, and she was noticing my actions. My left hand was more firm on her left shoulder, and my right hand was caressing her hips.
Poonam’s right hand was around my waist, and the left hand was on my left thigh. Poonam started rubbing my thigh, which gave me more courage to advance. This was the first time her hands were nearly touching my erection.
I made sure not to lose the passion between us and kept kissing her passionately. Her nude lipstick was erased in no time. The sweat dripped down from her forehead. It showed me the heat she possessed even though the AC was in full swing.
Poonam made her grip firm on my back and started pricking my left thigh hard. That gesture of hers made me lose control. I shifted my hand from her hips to her left boob. She noticed it and quickly took out her hand from my thigh and stopped me by holding my hand going towards her boob.
She signalled her head with a no while looking straight into my eyes. I was already out of control and, like an immature lover, went into a dominating mode. I didn’t give a damn to her and kissed her harshly while pressing her boob hard.
Poonam felt a sudden spark when I touched her boob without her consent. Poonam knew it was already too late to keep me restricted now. She allowed me to touch her boobs and went with the flow. I kept kissing and smooching Poonam with passion and ecstasy.
She was experiencing this kind of love for the first time in her life. She wanted to explore her inner wildness as well. Both hands were moving on my back with a firm grip allowing my hands to roam on her boobs and her back.
Poonam’s mangalsutra was pricking me while kissing her neck and her shoulders. I asked her to remove it. She didn’t. Instead, she turned the face of the mangalsutra towards her back.
Me: Not willing to erase your marriage in the course of a discreet relationship?
Poonam: I want to make sure he sees his wife getting banged by someone else. Not in real but atleast through this mangalsutra.
Wicked thought. But am I “someone else”?
Poonam: Oops. By her lover, to be precise.
Saying this, Poonam laughed, pulled me towards her, and kissed me passionately. She took hold of my right hand and rested it on her left boob. This gesture of hers ignited more fire in me.
I started pressing her boobs harshly, making the act more intense. I wanted to feel her firm round boobs raw but unfortunately couldn’t do so. I already complimented her for her firm and round boobs the last time when I had touched them.
Those boobs were awesome to play with. Not even big, not even small. Perfect pair for a player like me to play with. Her tongue was rolling in my mouth, and so was mine. Pretty sure that my calories are going to burn a lot after the movie.
Our lovemaking went on till the interval. There was more to come in the second half. The movie was a flop, but our chemistry was a hit. I went to fetch some refreshments for us. Caramel popcorn is what she likes the most.
While coming back, I handed a 100 rupee note to the staff person who was standing near the door. I requested him not to come inside. As the staff person was a young guy, he too sensed my eagerness and said, “Enjoy, Sir.”
As the movie resumed, we were holding our hands for the next 20 minutes and enjoying the popcorn. I came in the mood again, and suddenly, I kept my left hand on her right thigh. She looked at me with her stiff eyes while eating the popcorn.
This time, she didn’t oppose and relaxed herself while still eating the popcorn. I showed as if I casually kept my hand on her thigh. After a few minutes, I started the action. My hand was moving on her thigh slowly.
Her kurta did not allow me to feel the transparency of her thigh. I shifted her kurta between her legs, allowing my hand to feel her right thigh with more transparency. The feeling was awesome while rubbing my left hand on her thigh.
Poonam was already getting dozed with ecstasy, and her eyes were about to get closed. I made my next move by pulling her towards me again and smooching her intensely. In the force of the moment, the popcorn fell and got half empty.
I picked the half-empty bucket and kept it aside. Took some pieces of popcorn and started feeding her. When she ate, I kissed her and forcefully inserted my tongue in her mouth. Her mouth went open, and the pieces of popcorn were rolling between both of our tongues.
I was holding Poonam’s back firm with my left hand. I inserted my right hand in between Poonam’s legs. She shivered with this action and pressed both her legs tight, not letting me touch her pussy. By now, I was already vigorous.
My force was strong enough to let my fingers reach her pussy. The moment my fingers touched her pussy, I felt a volcano eruption in her pussy over her pyjama. It was so hot there, and her pyjama was too sticky.
I felt the heat that she was suffering and kept kissing and rubbing her pussy. She was still pressing her legs more. It was getting uncontrollable for her now. A similar situation was with me as well.
Before we both got more intense and went more forward in the theatre, we both stopped our actions, knowing about the repercussions. We both knew what was going to come next. Tasting Poonam’s pussy was just a matter of time for me now.
We moved out of the theatre before the movie was over. We both were quiet and didn’t say anything till we reached her society. Before getting down, she said thanks to me for the lovely moments. I knew she was in favour of what happened between both of us.
In the next part, I will elaborate on how Poonam and my sex journey began on the hidden island of Mumbai. I’ll explain how we both spent the whole day together with no restrictions. This series is not going to end soon. Keep reading and supporting [email protected].