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Written: 15 November 2018
Morning Cinema Club by Isabella Story Code: M/F, M/m, m/g, M/g, Public Sex, Incest, Brother/sister, Underage, Anal
The school teachers were worried, I was a little too, it wasn't that my daughter Sarah was being bad at school; it was Sarah herself that was the problem. She was just eleven years old and was already taller than me, as tall as her teacher at school and already had the body of an adult. I'd taken her to see the family doctor and he had made an appointment for her to see a Growth specialist at Papworth Hospital. Sarah had to miss a day of school, once the school bus left in the morning there was little chance of her getting from home to school by public transport...and anyway, my experiences of Papworth Hospital, four hours of waiting around time was a fast visit. We caught the early bus into Northampton, I paid extra for the express bus service from Northampton to Cambridge and we ended up in Papworth Hospital thirty minutes before our appointment time. We didn't even sit down in the waiting room, the first appointment of the day was stuck in traffic and had called ahead to say that they would be at least thirty minutes late. So, it turned out that instead of waiting around for hours, Sarah and I walked straight in to see the consultant. There were a battery of tests and ex-rays, sonograms and physical measurements and it was all over by ten o'clock. We had over three hours to kill before the bus back to Northampton, I was going to suggest lunch in a department store restaurant but before I got the chance Sarah asked if we could go to the cinema. The Vue Cinema in Cambridge was showing The Grinch. I'd never actually taken Sarah to the cinema before so it seemed like a reasonable thing to do as we were stuck in a strange town for a few hours. As we walked towards the cinema I started to remember why I'd stopped going to the cinema. My parents had been regular cinema goers as children in the sixties; they were both members of the Odeon Children's Cinema club. Every Saturday morning they would spend three hours watching short films, comedy, adventure and general interest films, there was always a Western and a serial that ran one episode each week. The club meant that their trip to the cinema was cheap and safe, the cinema only sold tickets to children under sixteen years old. The Odeon Children's Cinema Club ended before I was old enough to go but our local 'Flea Pit', the Savoy Cinema on Russell Street had bought a job lot of children's films and as they were struggling to turn a profit in the nineties, they started their own version of the Children's Cinema Club, they charged children one pound fifty for the show which caused my parents to complain that it was only seven shillings and six pence when they used to go every week and as I and my brother had to go, it would cost my parents three pounds but they did get rid of us for over four hours on a Saturday morning. Simon was thirteen years old when we started to go to the cinema club, I was just eleven years old...just like Sarah was now. The Savoy wasn't like the Odeon though, it wasn't a major chain cinema and it wasn't profitable...it was struggling financially and kids in the nineties weren't like my parents were in the sixties. On the first week of the new Saturday morning shows there were just thirty kids in the auditorium and that was just one and a half rows of seats taken up out of the twenty rows available.
The forty-five pounds in ticket sales wouldn't cover their staffing costs, never mind the electricity cost, rent, rates and the money the cinema had to pay to the performing rights society for showing the films in public. My parents said that in their day, there would be close to a thousand kids in the Odeon that went every single week. Simon and I went again on the Savoy's second week of their version of the kids cinema club but for the second week the sign on the door that had said, 'Under sixteen only, £1:50 each.' had been changed to, 'Children £1:50 - Adults £5:00.' We thought that perhaps the small number of children the previous week had happened because parents couldn't take their children to the show and that the addition of an adult's ticket was designed to remedy that. There were more kids on the second Saturday, probably forty or fifty kids and five adults but the adults didn't come with their own children, they came in as a group just after the first short film started. I saw the five men talking by the front entrance and then they split up like a sudden explosion, five men radiating out in all directions. Simon had chosen to sit in the middle of row ten, it was roughly half way from the screen to the back row and we were the only two sitting on row ten. One of the men sat at the end of our row, eight seats away from Simon. I was watching as the other four men spread out across the cinema. The first short film ended and a Daffy Duck cartoon started playing, I looked past Simon along our row just as the man hopped two seats closer to Simon. By the closing credits of the first cartoon, the man was just two seats away from Simon. The third film was a very old Cowboy film...I'm sure that it would have been old when my parents went to the Saturday Cinema Club...it was so dated now that it was actually boring to watch. I heard the rustle of a sweet bag to my left...Simon and I didn't have the money to buy sweets to eat at the cinema, it was enough of a struggle for our parents to give us the three pounds for our admission. We did see kids from wealthier families walk into the auditorium carrying buckets of popcorn, hot dogs, sweets and glasses of cola that were so big you could bathe a baby in them. I looked to the left, the man was now in the seat right next to Simon, he was holding a bag of sweets in his left hand and his body was twisted slightly so that he could offer Simon a sweet. I saw Simon's hand dip into the bag of sweets and take one, I saw something else as well, the reason the man was holding the bag of sweets in his left hand was because his right hand was on Simon's bare knee, he was stroking Simon's upper thigh from his knee to the leg of his shorts. I heard the man whisper, "My name's Brian...what's yours?" Simon told Brian his name and then Brian reached past Simon and offered me a sweet, "And what's your name darling?" I took a sweet and told him that I was Victoria.
Brian gave the bag of sweets to Simon to hold and told him to help himself. I actually saw Brian kiss Simon on his cheek, I expected Simon to push Brian away but he didn't, he just dipped his hand into the sweet bag and took another sweet and popped it into his mouth. When Brian's lips left Simon's cheek I saw Brian smile at Simon's lack of reaction. Brian lifted his right hand off of Simon's knee and draped it over Simon's shoulder; he pulled Simon's upper body closer to his and his left hand dropped onto Simon's upper thigh. Brian had twisted in his seat more so that he was now almost facing Simon and I watched as Brian's fingertips slipped up inside Simon's shorts. I stopped even pretending to watch the film. I watched the lump made by Brian's left hand inside the leg of Simon's shorts. I saw the lump cover my brother's cock had started rubbing up and down. Brian leaned in and said, "You like that don't you?" Simon didn't answer; he just shuffled his bum forward a little so Brian had easier access inside his shorts. I heard Simon's breathing change, he sounded like he was running but he was just sitting there. I saw Brian kiss Simon's cheek again and then heard him whisper, "Have you fucked a girl yet?" Simon looked shocked and his rapid breathing stopped dead with a gasp and then, after a second or two, Simon shook his head. "What, are you crazy? You live with a sexy sister and you haven't screwed her yet!" Simon looked over at me for the first time, his face was red, he was shaking his head as he turned back to face Brian. Brian was looking past Simon, looking over at me, "Vicky doesn't look like she'd mind you fucking her...actually...she looks very interested." Simon looked back at me and saw that I was looking down at the hump Brian's hand was making inside his shorts as he rubbed Simon's cock, Brian whispered, "Why don't you give your sister a kiss?" Simon was reluctant at first; it wouldn't have been the first time he kissed me but every time in the past it had been in front of our parents, in the light...not hidden by the darkness of a cinema. Brian egged him on to kiss me and Simon leaned to his right...towards me, his lips bumped against mine, I didn't even get to count a single Mississippi before Simon was back in his seat looking at Brian again. "That isn't how you kiss a girl you muppet, Brian's hand slipped off of Simon's shoulder and onto the back of his neck, he pulled Simons mouth to his own and kissed him passionately, I stopped counting at twenty Mississippi's and just sat there watching Simon and Brian kissing.
After Brian's mouth left Simon's Simon turned to look at me, his face was bright red but he had a smile on his face. Simon leaned over to me again and pressed his lips against mine, at five Mississippi's he opened his lips slightly and the tip of his tongue rubbed over my lips before forcing my mouth open and licking inside my mouth. We were still locked in our kiss when Brian whispered, "Unbutton the front of her dress, leave the top one fastened but undo all the rest. Simon struggled a little to undo four out of the five buttons down to the waist of my dress and once open, Simon had access to my bare chest below. As it was such a warm day I hadn't put a vest on under my dress, all I was wearing was a dress, knickers and shoes, not even any socks. Brian was telling Simon to rub his hand over my chest, feeling the soft pads of flesh that would soon become my breasts. My body responded to his touch, my nipples started to grow under his fingers, the first time in my life that excitement had puckered my nipples up rather than cold... We were still kissing when Brian told Simon to lift his bottom out of his seat. Brian slipped over the armrest between their seats and slid under Simon's bottom. Simon suddenly broke our kiss. I watched as Brian opened his trousers and took his cock out, it looked massive to me, not really fat but six inches long. Brian pulled Simon's shorts and underpants down before he pulled him down onto his lap. Simon winced in pain and his own cock suddenly jumped to attention. Brian kissed Simon's cheek and whispered, "It'll only hurt for a minute or two, just relax...it'll be fun once you get used to the feeling. Brian took my hand and placed it on Simon's cock, he formed my hand into a fist around my brother's cock and made me stroke my fist up and down his little cock. Simon's cock was only half the length of Brian's and only a quarter as fat but it grew a little under my hand. "Does it still hurt Simon?" Simon looked over his shoulder at Brian and shook his head, Brian let go of my hand and turned Simon's face a little more so that they could kiss each other on the lips and as they kissed, Brian started to hump his hips up against Simon's bottom. Simon gasped in pain twice and then he just leaned back against Brian's chest. I felt slime oozing out of the little eye in the end of Simon's cock and then Brian reached up and grabbed my neck, he pulled my face down into Simon's lap, he rubbed my lips against Simon's cock so that the slime coated my lips, "Open your mouth Vicky...suck Simon's cock for him." My head was pushed down so that my lips pressed against the few hairs that had started to grow around the base of Simon's cock and as Brian rocked his hips under Simon his cock slipped in and out of my mouth. The slime tasted disgusting and I kept trying to get his cock out of my mouth but Brian was holding my head in place... "Mum, I said, can I have a hotdog from the concessions stand...or a bag of sweets?" I had been dragged rapidly from thirty years in my past...
The smell of hotdogs cooking was all-pervading. I hadn't smelt anything quite like it since my visits to the Saturday morning Children's Cinema Club all those years ago. I'd actually blocked the memory of my visits to the cinema with my brother totally and had never been to a cinema since. I paid for our ticket and I bought Sarah a hotdog even though we were midway between breakfast and lunch but I knew that she wouldn't ruin her appetite, she seemed to be able to eat any amount of food at any time of the day...she didn't get fat though, she just grew taller and rounded out in all the places that adult women were rounded in but very few eleven year old girls. Cinemas had certainly changed a lot in the thirty years since I'd last visited one, in the Savoy, customers entered either at the front by the screen or they climbed two flights of stairs to enter behind the back row. Those stairs were where the toilets were situated on the first landing. Cambridge's Vue Cinema was actually multiple cinemas with one toilet block in the middle of the building that served all of the cinemas and the entrance to each cinema was just in one place, between rows 'F' and 'G' and the back row was row 'T' and the backs of the seats were against the back wall with no walkway behind them. We stood in the doorway for a moment until my eyes adjusted to the dark. The auditorium was totally empty...that's as I would have expected on a school day but then I spotted a movement on the back row. Two men seemed to grow in the middle of the back row, they must have been scooched low down in their seats when we entered and were now sitting upright. Sarah chose row 'G' and walked to the middle of the centre bank of seats, she chose that row for the legroom, and because there was an open rail separating the seats from the walkway through between rows 'G' and 'F'. The rail was three feet high with a second rail at a foot high and Sarah planned to rest her feet on the lower rail. We settled down into our seats and waited for the film to start. I heard a sound to my left and saw one of the two men that had been sitting next to each other on the back row walk down the left hand stairway, he walked out of the door and as the door closed behind him it opened again, I could see that it was the same man even though he'd taken his jacket off on the other side of the door before walking back in with his jacket over his arm. The man went into row 'F' and walked to a point that was directly in front of Sarah and me. After a few minutes he looked over his shoulder at us, with Sarah's feet up on the rail and the fact that she was sitting low in her seat I knew that the man in Row 'F' could see up under the back of her dress as she sat there eating her hotdog. I don't know if Sarah was doing it deliberately or just being absent minded but she was sucking mustard off of the end of the hotdog's sausage sticking out of the end of its bun and I was instantly back at the Children's Cinema Club again...sucking my brother's cock with Brian's hand on the back of my neck keeping my mouth in contact with Simon's cock. Brian's breathing sped up and he groaned...Simon did exactly the same just a fraction of a second later and suddenly the trickle of slime oozing out of his cock exploded in my mouth and down my throat. Brian let go of my neck and gave me a sweet to take away the nasty taste from my mouth.
Brian told Simon to go to the toilet and try sitting for a few minutes so that the mess went down the toilet and not down the inside of his underpants. While Simon was gone Brian pulled me onto his knee and started kissing me. It took him two minutes to get my knickers off and start massaging the little magic button between my legs. I had a massive orgasm on his fingertip just as Simon returned. Simon sat in the seat that Brian had been sitting in earlier and Brian asked him how he was feeling. Simon smiled and said that he was great. "Would you like to try fucking your first girl now?" Simon looked at me and where Brian's left hand was and he grinned before nodding his head. "Take your shorts and underpants off and slip to the edge of your seat." I watched Simon kick his shorts and underpants off, they joined my knickers on the floor of the cinema. Brian lifted me up and placed me on Simon's lap but not how Simon had sat on Brian's lap, Simon's back against Brian's chest, I was placed so that I was kneeling, straddling his naked hips. Brian's hand was between us and he guided Simon's fresh erection into my pussy hole. Simon humped up into me the the same way that Brian had done under him when he was sitting on Brian's lap. I was just getting close to my second orgasm when Simon lost control and I felt warmth spreading inside my pussy. It was all over, the film show was coming to an end and Brian gave me a linen handkerchief to wipe between my legs and as Simon pulled his underpants and shorts back on I looked for my knickers but couldn't find them anywhere. "What time are you guys expected home?" Simon looked at me and then back to Brian, "Our parents will be home at six, we're supposed to go straight home from here and wait for them." "So...we have five or six hours of free time, would you like to have another go at sex but in a bed this time?" Simon looked at me out of the corner of his eye before nodding his head. We left the cinema and walked down Russell Street to Gladstone Street and at the corner of Saint Peter's Avenue we crossed over to the London Road cemetery and walked across the cemetery towards our own house. Simon and I lived on Chestnut Avenue but on Larch Road we stopped short and turned into Willow Road. Brian lived above the shop on the corner of Hazel Road and Willow Road...a shop I'd been in many times to buy sweets.
Simon and I waited outside the shop while Brian went in and bought a large bottle of cider for us all to share. I was given a full glass of the strong cider and Simon and Brian had glasses with much less alcohol in them. While I was encouraged to drink my cider quickly, Simon was told to drink his more slowly. Brian had dirty books to look at and when Simon got his erection again I was undressed, not that there was a lot for me to take off, just a dress and shoes now, Simon stripped himself totally naked while Brian and I kissed. Brian took us through to his bedroom and positioned me on the bed with my legs wide open. Simon was given a master class in sex...practical 101...and I was the person he was practicing on. Brian undressed while Simon was screwing me and Brian could tell when Simon was getting close to finishing and kept stopping him, making him change position slightly or move me a little each time. I went through several pleasure cycles with Simon before Brian told him to go for gold and Simon bounced about like a demented kangaroo until he spurted into my belly again. My memories of losing my virginity weren't at all traumatic...far from it in fact...all I could remember was the pleasure that my brother had given me in the cinema and in Brian's bedroom so I was wondering why I'd blocked all memories of that day for thirty years. There was a sound in my right ear, I thought that Sarah had said something so I looked to my right to ask her what she had said and was confronted by a bag of sweets, "Would you like one?" I looked further round, the man that had been sitting on the back row was now sitting directly behind us and he was shaking a bag of sweets between Sarah's and my heads asking if we'd like one. Sarah's hand dived into the bag and she took a sweet...my reaction was to say no but with the memories stirring in my head from losing my virginity, I was very turned on. Sarah popped her sweet into her mouth and she grinned at me. "I'm Paul...you girls dodging work today?" I looked at Sarah...of course...he could have no way of knowing how old Sarah was, when I was eleven years old, no one could have mistaken me for older. Sarah winked at me, "Yes, I rang in sick today...just didn't feel like going to work on such a hot day." "So, what's your name then darling?" "I'm Sarah and my friend is Vicky." "Friend...she looks more like your sister!" "Yes, everyone says that...I sometimes wonder if my dad fooled around behind my mother's back." Sarah giggled at that comment. Paul stood up and moved over one seat to his right and then he stepped over the back of the seat next to Sarah and slipped in the seat to her right. The film started and the dark cinema got even darker. I saw the silhouette of the man from row 'F' moving along his row and watched as he came down our row towards me. He sat on my left and introduced himself as John. I stopped myself saying that my husband's name was John as well.
I heard Sarah sigh and then gasp, I looked over, Paul had his hand up under Sarah's dress and her knees were now wide apart and she was rocking in her seat as he fingered her. John pulled my face towards his and kissed me. His hand was soon fumbling under my dress, pulling my knickers to one side so that he could get his finger in my cunt. I started to climax really fast and my memory started playing all over again, Simon spurted into my belly for the second time and as soon as he finished jerking on top of me he was pushed away and Brian climbed between my legs and rammed his cock into me. I screamed out in pain, Simon had screwed me twice, fast the first time and much slower the second but his cock was so small that he hadn't even broken my hymen...Brian definitely broke me in though. Fortunately Brian was quick so my pain was short lived and as soon as Brian filled my belly I was given more cider to take my mind off of everything. I was also given a towel to use as a kind of nappy and we went into the living room of the flat and watched the TV. Brian had a Video player, the first I'd ever seen in a house...I'd seen the big machines in school and had heard that some posh people had smaller versions in their own houses but Brian's was the first. Brian had a collection of very rude films and he put one on while he sat with Simon cuddled on his lap. It took Brian twenty minutes to grow a new erection and then we all went back into the bedroom, Simon was pushed face down on the bed and Brian got on his back. I had an up-close view of Brian's cock disappearing up Simon's bum as Brian did to Simon what he'd done to me twenty minutes earlier. Even though Brian's assault on me had been hard and aggressive and had hurt me quite a bit, even that wasn't enough to make me block the memory of the day from my brain. I started to orgasm and pulled my mouth off of John's and looked towards Sarah guiltily. She had moved and was straddling Paul's lap in the same way that I had done with Simon on our first ever sex act, face to face, her knees straddling his hips and there was no doubt that they were fucking, and unlike when Simon fucked me, Sarah was actually doing the fucking, not Paul. I tried to ignore Sarah and went back to kissing John; I had his cock out of his trousers and was wanking him gently as we kissed. None of us actually saw any of The Grinch and after ninety minutes the lights came on and the cleaning crew came in so we had to leave. In the foyer Paul asked if we had time to go to their place with them as it wasn't far away. In the car I thought, "I wonder where Sarah was in her monthly cycle, was it safe for her to have sex and then it struck me...as I sat with Sarah in the back seat of the car I remembered another car journey, in a taxi this time, I was with my mother and we were going to a clinic.
Three weeks after I'd lost my virginity, my mum had gone to work as usual but had returned after thirty minutes because her lift had failed to turn up to collect her. She'd walked in the living room expecting to see me and Simon watching TV but the room was empty. She found us both in Simon's bedroom, we were both naked and Simon was fucking me like a stallion. Simon managed to escape the sweeping hand that was aimed at his cheek; he'd ran for the door pulling his trousers on as he went. That was the last time I saw Simon, he ran away from home that day. I was taken to the doctors who did a pregnancy test and gave us the bad news...Simon or Brian were about to be fathers. It took two weeks and two hundred pounds but I was taken to a clinic to abort my baby...there it was...the thing that had caused the memory block. I whispered in Sarah's ear, "We're going to make an appointment for you to get the morning after pill tomorrow and you're going on birth control... 4,690 Words.
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