The Cinema Blonde

Dear Diary…

I went to the cinema tonight.  Watchmen was on and I’ve been looking forward to it for quite some time.

I sat about 6 rows down from the back, three seats in from the aisle.  At about 20 minutes in to the film, a girl and her boyfriend walked in, talking in hushed tones, but were obviously fighting.  They sat next to me, the girl immediately to my right, the bloke to her right.  They continued to argue for another 10 minutes, both ignoring the film.

As they fought I took a good look at her profile.  She was in her early twenties at the most, and had blonde hair, pulled back in a short pony tail.  She wore a black and white vest-stop, with one thin strap falling off her shoulder causing the top to drop a little further than intended.

Her breasts were a good handful in size, maybe a C-cup, maybe a D, and she wore not bra so far as I could see, since her tits were spread showing no definite cleavage, nor were there any bra straps to see. 

She wore a dark, short skirt which rested on her thighs and dark knee-high boots with no heals.

Just as I finished looking, and turned back to the film her boyfriend got up, called her a bitch just loud enough for pretty much everyone in the cinema to hear, and then stormed off, muttering something.

I leaned in and asked if she was ok, she looked at me with tears welling up in her eyes and said, he’s cheating on me.  She then started to watch the film like it was the most important thing in the world.

I turned and continued watching the film myself.

At about the half-way point in the movie, I felt my mind start to wonder, and suddenly the blondes manicured fingers were undoing my zipper and pulling out my limp dick.  She dropped to her knees before my and took my soft dick into her mouth and sucked slow, wrapping her talented tongue around the head, moving my cock over her lips until I was hard.  She shoved my dick right to the back of her throat and held it there, making herself gag.

The fantasy stopped there.  I could feel my dick pushing hard against my trousers, and heard a giggle to my right.  I looked over and saw the blonde had her eyes focused, not on the screen, but at my crotch.

I cleared my throat and returned to watching the film.  I just had to grin and bear the embarrassment until the end of the film!

After the movie finished I waited for the blonde to leave her seat, and for a few more people to follow her down the aisle, making sure there was enough space between us before getting up and leaving myself.

I walked home, taking the back ways, until I got to the cemetery.  It was dark in there among the trees.  And quiet too.

I pulled my trousers down around my ankles.  The night air cooling my balls.  My dick was still semi-rigid.  I leaned with my back against a tree and let my mind drift back to my cinema fantasy.

The blonde continued gagging with my cock in her throat.  Once again she pulled it out, this time letting go of it, turning around to drape her body over the chair in front, and hitched up her tiny skirt.

She wore no knickers, and had a shaven, hairless pussy.  I leaned forward and licked it once, tasting her.  Then I shoved my tongue deep into her asshole.  The blonde stiffened a little, and then relaxed as I dragged my tongue down to her waiting pussy again.  I shoved my face hard against her minge, licking deep and hungrily, she let out small yelps of please.

My dick strained harder, so I pulled her back into my lap, my dick sank into her pussy, she screamed loud.  Others in the cinema shhhh’d her, so she bit her lip and started thrusting hard onto my dick.

She reached around and shoved a couple of fingers into her own asshole, retrieved them and stuck them into her mouth.  I pushed her off my dick, and then pulled her hard back on to it, asshole first.  She continued to bite her lip.

I fucked her hard in the ass until I came.  Cum squirted deep into her anus.  The blonde draped her hot, sweaty body over the chair in front, reaching around to her ass again, this time to scoop cum in to her hands and push it hungrily into her mouth.

I wiped my messy hand on some leaves and left for home.

I thought the film was crap though.  Talk about an anti-climax!

A Special Service from the Service Desk Girl

Dear Diary…

Yesterday was a long day.  I had to walk all over town taking care of different things.  My first stop was the local council offices, I had to get some housing issues sorted.

While there I saw a few pretty girls.  One who, like me, was waiting to be taken into one of the small cubicle rooms for interview, was was a rather tall brunette girl, wearing tight fitting washed denim jeans that showed off her long shapely legs and pert ass.  She wore a tight pink, ribbed vest top that accentuated large boobs but showed no cleavage.  Her hair was lightly permed, but tied back in a pony tale.  I did not get a good look at her face, but I did see that her lip was pierced as was her nose and eye-brow.

The potential for a masturbatory fantasy later on in the day ended their.  I find facial piercings a big turn off.

Another girl, probably about 19 years old, skinny with a decent rack on her, sat behind the service desk looking up at me from behind a pair of thin, delicate reading glasses.

She wore a tight, black top that revealed no skin at all, and smart trousers.  Her hair was dyed a very deep shade of brown, almost black, and fell straight to just above her shoulders.  She was pretty, and very prim.

She spoke with a meek voice, barely audible above the already quiet waiting area, and I found that to be rather cute.  I thought to myself, while I stood in front of her at that service desk, how I’d love to mess her up – sweaty, dribbling her juices while she ate my cum.

As I sat awaiting my turn I watched the receptionist work.  At one point she stood up, turned and walked to the photocopier.  Her ass was wide but high.  Something to hold on to I thought to myself.

I felt by dick coming to life, and realised at that moment that I ought to stop looking at and thinking about this girl, otherwise in a minute I’d have to stand with my cock straining to get lose and the old woman sitting opposite me, even with her likely poor vision, would certainly notice!

I kept the service desk girl in my mind until later this evening.  After the house was dark and the wife was asleep, I pulled back the bed covers and started thinking of the service desk girl, while reaching to the side and playing with my wife’s big, naked tits.  I like wanking off in the night while laying with her big jugs and thinking of somebody else, it makes the experience a whole lot more fun!

My hard dick was straining in my hand while I jerked off, the service desk girl on my mind the whole time.  She had pulled off her tight black top to reveal two shapely breast (no bra) each topped with a hard nipple.  Her skin was white as milk, which was accentuated by her black, sating panties which she pulled to the left to reveal a hairy bush. 

I could see the glint of wetness on her pubic hair as she shoved three fingers hard into her muff, and pulled them out again, sucking each finger one at a time deep into her mouth.  Once again she shoved three long fingers into her damp mound, this time moving them in and out, in and out, crying out in pleasure as she watched me jerk off too.

She tore off her panties in one swift motion, then lay upon the cold slate floor, raising her hips she continued her furious masturbation, pummelling her pussy hard with her fingers.  She screamed as she came, and I came too, shooting my load all over her creamy body.  She rubbed the white batter into her skin then licked her fingers clean before reaching up to grab my cock and pull it into her mouth.  She gave me one long, hard suck, draining the last dregs of semen from my dick and disappeared.

I looked over at my wife, who continued to sleep, uninterrupted by my tit grabbing.  I looked at her tits and saw splashes of my cum all over them.  I thought about how to best go about cleaning her tits up, then thought fuck it.  I turned over and fell asleep.