Yes, that’s right. Earlier today, I got felt up by a stranger at the movies. Now, admitedly, this not the first time that I’ve gotten groped at the movies and I’ll even admit that this is not the first time that I’ve been groped in a dark theater by someone I didn’t really know. The difference here is that, unlike those times in the past, I had no say in the matter.
I went to a dollar theater earlier today to see the movie Red. I went alone, which is unusual for me but I’m off work this week and I was bored so I decided to go see a cheap movie in the afternoon. The movie started at 2:30 so, as usual, I showed up at 2:10, bought my ticket, and got into the theater a good five minutes before the movie was scheduled to begin.
Well, even though I arrived early, the theater was packed with people. I was shocked to see how many people were packed into that theater and, as I’m a bit claustrophobic, I nearly turned around and left.
But then I spotted two empty seats at the very back of the theater, apparently the only two empty seats left. They weren’t a part of an aisle, instead they were just two separate seats that sat at the very back of the theater, one located next to the entrance and one agaisnt the wall. I settled into the seat against the wall and the lights slowly went down until the theater was dark.
As always happens, people continued to step into the theater even after the movie began. One of them grabbed the last empty seat. The rest would simply come in, stand at the back of theater, loudly discuss if there were any empty seats, and then debate what they were going to do. A few ended up standing in the back of the theater while the majority left.
And one dark shadow, spotting the previously empty seat next to the door, decided to search the dark for any more empty ones. Out of the corner of my eyes, I watched this shadow as it slowly approached my seat, vainly moving his hands behind him as he searched for seats that were not there.
(I say “he” just because the shadow was tall and heavy-set and it moved with a determinedly masculine gait.)
As the shadow grew closer, I whispered (because the movie had started), “I’m sorry, there aren’t any seats here.”
Yet the shadow continued his approach, still fumbling in the dark, and I thought to myself, Damn, he didn’t hear me. If I’m in a room full of people (especially a room full of strangers), I get shy and my voice get much softer. It takes more effort for me to form my words, largely because I’m scared I’ll slip up and my stammer will come out and then some stranger will delight in repeating my words back to me with an exagerrated stutter.
So, it’s probable he did not hear me the first time I spoke. And it’s just as likely that he didn’t hear me when, as I realized he was about to be standing directly in front of me, I repeated myself a second time.
As he reached me, I felt his searching hand brush against my shoulder. As I tried to shift over to the other side of my seat in order to avoid his touch, I started, “I’m sorry–”
I lost my words as his hand suddenly cupped my breast.
I wish I could say that this was a moment that I kicked ass. I wish I could say that, at this moment, I said something so witty and so clever and so brilliant that the man dissolved into a pathetic puddle of insecurity. I wish I could say that I screamed so loud that everyone else in the theater turned and stared before then jumping up and coming to my rescue. I wish I could say that my left leg immediately went up and, in a dazzling display of self-defence, I quickly turned this man into a eunuch.
But that’s not what happened.
Instead, like many before me, I said, “Excuse me, there’s somebody here.” because I wanted to believe that this was all just a misunderstanding, an accident. I said that because I wanted to believe that the man was just making a mistake, that he was still just searching for his seat, that he would be red-faced with shame when he heard my voice.
And he could have been. I don’t know. All I know is that, without a word, the shadow removed his hand and then left the theater.
And I watched the movie, feeling numb and unsure as to what had just happened. At first, I just silently cured the man for being such a dumbass and I thought to myself, He could have at least apologized. I was so happy that the situation was over that I decided to forget about it and enjoyed the movie.
About 90 minutes into the movie, I realized that, as much as I kept telling myself that I wasn’t thinking about it, it was actually the only thing on my mind. I kept telling myself that it was just something that happened. I’m a D-cup and whenever I’m in a crowded space, I know that there’s a chance that someone’s going to brush up against them accidentally. It’s something that I usually joke about. It’s a fact of life and I’ve always prided myself on the fact that I’m not one of those large-breasted women who tries to hide her boobs or who acts all offended whenever she catches someone looking at them.
C’mon, Lisa, I told myself, it was just an accident.
Except it didn’t feel like an accident. I sat there and tried to convince myself that his hand hadn’t grabbed my breast, that it had instead just accidentally fallen on it. But if that was the case, why did his hand seem to linger? Why didn’t he immediately pull away? Or had he pulled away? Was I just imagining things now, letting my paranoid mind get the better of me? And, I wondered, why hadn’t he apologized? Why did he respond by just silently walking out of the theater? At first, I thought it was because he was embarressed but the more I thought about it, the more I realized how silly and niave that was on my part. That was wishful thinking. I wanted him to be embarressed because if he was embarressed, then it would just be an accident. Or was I just being paranoid again? These are the questions that haunted me in that theater and they’re the questions that are still haunting me hours later.
And, as I replayed the incident in my mind over and over again, I kept telling myself, “Just because something happened in the past, that doesn’t mean it’s going to happen again. Just because some men are bad , that doesn’t make all men bad.” That’s something that, if you’re like me, you tell yourself and you try to believe but that doubt and fear will always be in the back of your mind. That doubt and fear is the price too many women pay for being survivors.
After the movie ended, I sat there in my seat until the entire theater was empty. I sunk down low into my seat, trying not to be seen and wondering if any of the strangers passing in front of me was that dark shadow that groped me in the dark. When I did leave the theater, I walked very quickly to my car, my eyes darting back and forth in a fruitless search for any dark shadows waiting for me in the parking lot.
And now, as I sit here, I wonder: am I being paranoid or should I have sceamed and kicked? The incident itself is not what continues to gnaw at me.
It’s the doubt that fires up and makes you search for hidden evils behind every accident.
So now, the question becomes: what are you going to do? Me, I’m going to keep on living my life and doing the things — like going to the movies on a whim — that make me happy.
Because, in the end, what else can you do?
Lisa Marie Bowman
Where the Nightbirds Settle 
Seeing as I’ve never been in the sort of situation you found yourself in I couldn’t say what I would do in your place. All I can say is that this event shouldn’t try to ruin an activity you really enjoy doing.
Hopefully, this incident doesn’t color how you feel about Red. 🙂
No, I liked Red as a movie. Just didn’t like getting groped by a total stranger while watching it. It’s debatable, I guess, whether this was an incident or an accident and there’s not much I can do about it either way besides venting about it in a blog post. 🙂
Whether it was an accident or not I think in the future you’ll probably vocally remind any future individuals in a forceful manner that it better have been an accident.
It happened to my wife and she was sitting right next to me. The man on the other side crossed his arms and began to fondle my wife’s breast. She was shocked at first but was not fearful as I was there. He continued for at least 30 minutes and my wife said later that in a weird way she was enjoying the attention. He then put his hand on her thigh and she was now curious how far he would go. He slowly worked his hand up her thigh and then rested about an inch from her panties and just slowly massaged her inner thigh. She got really turned on by this and I was paying close attention to the movie and did not notice. She felt his hand go the rest of the way and he was rubbing her pussy through her panties. She got very aroused by this and he must have known as she was really wet. He moved his hand up farther and found the waistband of her panties and slid his hand inside and down to her pussy. He did not do much as he probably thought he had pushed it all far enough until my wife parted her legs giving him free access to her wet pussy. He got things going and began to finger her with one then two fingers and she held back her moans of arousal for a while then let out a moan that I heard and looked over to see a strangers hand inside my wife’s panties and she was moving in pace with his hand so I knew so was enjoying this. She saw me look at her and just leaned in and kissed me and said what’s the harm? I told her to slide her panties off and she did and pulled up her dress so I could see him and put her panties in his pocket. When she did that he took her hand and put it on his cock which he had pulled out and she was stroking him to my amazement. She came soon after that and when he was about to come he pulled her head down and she took his cock in her mouth for about a minute before he came in her mouth. She sat back up and arranged her dress like nothing had happened. She had given him something with her panties and later told me it was her phone number as she might want to meet him elsewhere and fuck him if it was alright with me. I have not given her permission yet and he has called twice. I am not sure if I should let her but she has agreed to have him come over so I can watch and I was very turned on watching another man inside of my wife so I will probably say yes and get a camcorder to film it all.
So did you enjoy when the man in your situation felt you up or have fantasies about it later?
Lisa, I really think you wish he had gone further to answer your question. Maybe if he had reached up your shirt and into your panties he would have found that your pussy was wet from the excitement and ready for him to push two or three fingers into your curious pussy. After you get lustful enough from his pussy play you would have noticed his cock hard in his pants and unzipped him to release his hard cock. Once you looked at it and stroked it surely you would have taken him in your mouth and given him a good sucking. You might have also pulled off your panties and opened your legs so he could enter your cunt with his hard cock and pump you full of cum. After you would have got dressed and left the theater to go home. Your husband would have noticed your sexy look and reached up your skirt to find a huge cum load in your pussy and panties. You told him that is was not your fault and he bent you over and fucked your ass as payback while dialing his friends to come over for sloppy thirds. Lisa…just admitting that you are a cum slut and that is how your husband likes it is the first step to liberate your sexual freedom.
From the amount of time you have fixated on this indicates that you really enjoyed getting your tit squeezed by a stranger. You later probably wished that he had sat next to you so he could have done some real exploring like inside of your panties and fingering your sopping pussy while you pretend to watch the movie. If the armrests came up you could have turned sideways and lowered your panties enough to let him get his cock inside you and dump and big load of hot cum. After you could pull up your panties and go home and tell your husband what happened or just put his hand into your panties to find them full of cum with more still draining out of your cunt! He might be upset at first but the boner in his pants would give away his excitement and surely he would fuck you like never before while you gave him all of the dirty details. Including how you cleaned up the mans cock in your mouth and getting a second load filling up the mouth that he is frenching!
Beleieve it or not, it was an incident, there are guys who, instead of starting their day with a breakfast, start it instead with going around groping people like perverts. My friend too does it all the time, even though i tell him not to and each time he tries to be more ‘Creative’ in his ‘approach’ so that it looks like an accident but by accident, you can touch a boob, fall on it, but not grab it, its plain impossible.
Here’s a typical start of my friend’s day, he catches the bus and always gets off clumsily pusing people, especially women, then in the subway screens and chooses a beauiful girl and sits next to her and tries to caress her acting as if he’s getting comfortable in his seat. When i asked him, how do the girls react, he said that most of them enjoy it, some are confused, the little remaining who have an idea of what’s going on, barely speak, so he gets away 98% of times. i couldn’t believe hime so i began my Google seach and stumbled on your blog, and was tempted to leave a comment
I think girls should, react immediately if they feel something like that and kick such perverts in the nuts, or go for their face or something.Because if it doesn’t happen, it would encourage them further, and if girls really enjoy those boob gropings, then Who am i to say ??.
Shouldn’t let kno one touch u put him on his place scare him if he don’t stop u call the cops don’t let no one touch u have respect for your self. Hunny .
My wife and I went to see a film that friends had told us was very good and erotic and that they fucked as soon as they got to their car. My wife decided to dress sexy for me to see if she could create a sexcapade that I always wished she would instigate. she wore a short slip dress that buttoned all the way from top to bottom and had spaghetti straps. She was braless and she wore a pair of very see-thru panties that you could she her half bush cut if her dress blew up.
I was very pleased with her attire and told her how sexy she looked and that her big nipples showing through were a real turn on. She has 34C breasts and her oversized nipples point straight up.
We got to the movie a little late and the seating was limited and I wanted to play with her so I found two seats in the back row. The far seat had a handsome man in it so I directed her to that seat and I took the other. We were watching the movie and I had my hand around her shoulder and began caressing her breast to her delight. I could tell she was turned on as her strap fell off her shoulder and she made no attempt to fix it. With this opportunity I went inside her dress and cupped her breast and when I did this her dress went down fully exposing her naked tit. She was very aroused by this as her nipple grew to full length and I pinched it to make her large nipple even bigger.
The man sitting next to her noticed all of this and had a full view of her naked breast and she looked at him as he was staring and smiled to let him know she did not mind his staring. I also noticed this and decided to push the situation farther to see where she would resist. I moved my hand down to her legs and undid the lower three buttons which gave a view to all three of us of her very sexy panties. I rubbed her thighs and moved up to her panties and she parted her legs a few inches to give me better access. All this time we all knew that the man next to her had full view of everything. I had not pulled her top up and her breast with a huge rock hard nipple was just inches and in full view for the man next to her. I slid my hand up her dress to her stomach and the dress followed my movement fully exposing the outline of her pussy. I rubbed her tight belly and then got my hand under the thin elastic band of her panties and moved my hand fully down to her bare pussy lips to find her soaking wet and easily slipped in two fingers. She began to move up and down on my fingers as she was very turned on by all of this and the added attraction of being watched. I am sure that she was putting on a show for him as she was not usually this daring.
I asked her if I could take off her panties and she responded ” why don’t I do that as it will be more sexy” I was wondering for who of the three of us she was referring to but welcomed her willingness to explore this event fully and so she slid her dress up and then raised up and slowly slid her panties down, pausing at the point where her shaving began and then lowered them to the floor and picked them up and then her pussy and breast were fully in plain view of all of us and she wiggled her legs father open giving a great show. As I was fingering her wet pussy she was pinching her nipple and looking directly into the eyes of the man next to her as if to say come and get it. Her pussy was making the slurping sounds that a sopping wet pussy makes and she was lifting her torso up and down to meet my now three fingers.. She asked my if she could suck my cock and I jumped at the offer and lifted the armrest between us to give her more room and she pulled out my cock and was really giving her best sloppy blow job.
Her ass and pussy were in plain site and the man next to her looked at her and then me. I smiled as if to give him permission and he began to feel her ass and then her pussy. I lifted his armrest so he would have better access and also know I was ok with it. At first my wife though I was fingering her and then she saw both of my hands on my legs and realized that the stranger was fingering her. She looked at me to see if it was ok and I smiled a big grin and she stared humping his fingers to let us both know that she liked was happening.
As the armrest was up she was wide open to him and her dress was above her waist and her pumped his fingers into her humping mound of sex. He was sideways and I heard his zipper come down and he was stroking his cock and rubbing it occasionally of my wife’s ass so she knew that his meat was out and ready for whatever she/we would let him do. This time she did not ask me as she was in a state of erotic bliss that nothing else needed to be discussed. She reached back and began stroking his cock and that was a huge turn on to watch and she rubbed it along her wet pussy and she was getting his cock head sliding between her legs and ass. When his cock was in line with her pussy she pushed back and his cock went all the way in with one push. She let out a moan and he began to fuck her intensely and she was humping his cock like a pro.
This made me come in a massive load into her mouth and he dumped his load deep inside her. We all kept moving for an other minute not wanting it to stop and then we all realized that we needed to get dressed and hopefully not get in trouble. We all got dressed and had some small talk with her giving him her cell number. We left the theater and in the car she showed me how much cum was now in her panties. She wanted to leave them on and also sleep in them as she said she felt very sexy with another man’s load in her and see fingered herself with his cum several times during the night. I fucked her good in the morning and after the third thrust she pulled my cock out and sucked all of the cum, his cum, off of my shaft and then I continued and she wanted me to finish in her mouth which I was happy to do.
She called me at work that day saying how horny she was and I told her I could not get off work. She asked if she could call our friend to come and fuck her. I did not want this as everything before had been for us and now this would be just for her. I was very happy that she had gone along with our previous evening so I agreed he could come over. When I got home he had just left and she said that he fucked her four times and again in her ass like last night. She had not told me that he had ass fucked her as she does not let me do it although we have a couple of times. She said that she loved to start with his cock in her mouth and then her pussy and into her ass with a finish in her mouth. When she had kissed me a few minutes prior I knew that I could taste cock and maybe her ass as well. She fucked me after talking about all that she had done and got hot again but her effort seemed less than before.
When I came home the next night she was wearing only her panties and they were full of cum. I asked her why she did not call me and she said that he just came over and she did not think I would mind as he had now fucked her several times. I told her that she always needed to get my approval and she said she would. I was horny and wanted to fuck but she said she was to tired and went to sleep in her cum filled panties and I heard her fingering his cum a few times during the night.
The next night she was not home and so I called her cell and she said she was at a club with her friend and would be home soon. She got home a 4:00 am and had cum in her panties and in her hair as well. She said her friend had a hot room mate and he came home while they were fucking in the living room and she let him join in for a three-way that included a DP and that she had always had a fantasy to have two cocks in her. I was upset and told her she had to stop seeing him.
The next day she was out again fucking both of them and when she got back she said he had made a tape of there three way and would show it to her parents if she stopped. She said “No way” would her parents going to see this and that it had all started with me. She also said that they wanted her to move in with them and I could see her on a date night once a week. She said that she was going to do this because of the blackmail and that I would just have to understand.
That was six months ago and I see her to give her half of my paycheck and get a quick boring fuck so now I am alone and filing for divorce. I have learned a huge lesson about fantasies and now am looking for a sexy one man woman to begin again with.
If interested send me an email at bigtlc4u@aol.com Thanks, Mark