"Shit! Another pair of pantyhose I have to change!" an exasperated Ann said.
Even if she was a top executive in one of the cities largest firms, Ann was going to enter a world she knew nothing, or very little about. She was now constantly thinking about sex, so this might help. Her thoughts weren't of romantic moments, loving caresses, or tender kisses either. Her mind was filled with lewd and pornographic visions. Ann knew it was normal to speculate about these things from time to time, but was it okay to dwell upon them the way she had been. Ann wasn't just preoccupied with her perverted thoughts, she was obsessed by something she could only describe as a depraved lust. There wasn't a single moment, sleeping or awake, when she didn't think about fucking or wrapping her lips around a cock.
Ann's customary thoughts were usually about work and her other opinions were very conservative. She usually dressed modestly, always watched her language, and never flirted with men. These admirable traits were now being tossed away like yesterday's newspaper. Ann had experienced a sexual ecstasy she never thought was possible over the last couple of days, and wanted to explore and know more about it. Still, she had to be careful. Ann wouldn't mind Sam using her for sex, but she didn't want him to take advantage of her position in the company. Maybe this is what excited her.
Danger! Risk! Were these the things she was drawn to? Had her life been too orderly, too well planned and organized? That certainly wasn't the case when she was with Sam. With him, there was adventure, the unknown. He was always surprising her, sometimes is a sick way, but still, he was full of surprises. Ann was suddenly startled from her daydreaming by the phone.
"Finance, Ann speaking."
"Get dressed slut!"
"It's only..."
"I don't want to hear it! Dress up!" Sam cut her off.
"Sam, please! I need to..."
"I'll tell you what you need and when you need it, now pay attention! There's a theater at the corner of 6th and Main. I want you to buy a ticket and wait for me in the middle of the last row. You got that?"
"But, I..."
"Knock it off! Just be dressed up, and have your ass parked in the middle of the last row in one hour!" Sam said and hung up.
She was expecting him to call later in the afternoon, not before lunch. Still, Ann experienced a thrill listening to his voice over the phone. Sam seemed to have a knack of judging how to turned her on. She didn't know how he did it, but he always did. Ann cleaned off her desk, told her secretary she'd be gone the rest of the day, then prepared herself to meet Sam.
After she locked her office door, and while she removed her work clothes, Ann was trying to imagine what might happen and almost had an orgasm thinking of the possibilities. After she was naked, she got some cologne from her purse and applied a small drop to her already swollen mound. If she was going to act like a bitch in heat, she didn't want to smell like one. Ann was very excited and looking forward to showing herself off again. She selected an outfit that would highlight all her charms from the trusty flight bag. The piece of luggage had become a regular fixture in her office closet, like her overcoat.
When she picked out the clothes, Ann got dressed. First, she put on a black, crotchless panties/garter belt combination. The seat of the panties was transparent, and only veiled her small rear end. She shaved closely that morning and her pussy, totally exposed and puffy, was outlined by sparkling rhinestones bordering the cut-out in the crotch of the panties. Looking down, Ann thought the sexy garment was a blunt statement that she wanted to be fucked, and loved the appearance. She then put on a pair of black silk stockings. They were extra-long and came high on her slender legs. She attached the exquisite lace bands of the nylons to the garters, then stretched the straps tight, leaving a scant few inches of luscious creamy thigh between the stockings and her sexily displayed pussy.
The dress she picked out was a black number that hugged every curve of her fine figure. It was a stark contrast to her golden hair and soft white flesh. The front was open wide and plunged to the waist, revealing most of her firm breasts and flat stomach. The lower portion of the dress embraced her hips nicely, and came down mid-way on her calves. It had two long slits running down both sides, showing off her shapely legs in a provocative manner. Ann finished dressing by putting on a pair of shiny black pumps with thin 5 inch heels. She then sat at her desk and applied fresh makeup. Paying special attention to her mouth, Ann used a generous amount of lip-gloss over the deep red lipstick she on. Finally ready, she put on her overcoat, grabbed the flight bag and her purse, and headed out of her office.
Sam saw her car coming down the street. For the past fifteen minutes, he kept other people from parking in the spot Ann was now pulling into. It was only a little past one in the afternoon. He already bought his ticket and was inside the theater. There were maybe 10 or 15 people seated all around. 6 or 7 looked like business men on a lunch break. The others looked just as dirty as the man selling tickets out front. He counted 5 men in the second from the last row, but none in the last. When Ann arrived, he quickly went to the men's room down the hall, and watched what she did from there.
When she shut the engine off, Ann got out of her car, locked it up, walked around to the sidewalk, and stepped up to the ticket window.
"Just one, please."
"You sure, lady?" the grubby looking man asked.
"Yes, only one!" Ann said.
"That'll be five bucks."
After grabbing her ticket, Ann went inside. From what she could see, it was an old theater, but a clean one. She walked down the hallway, opened the first door, and went in. The sudden darkness caused her to be blinded, but she stepped to her left, and worked her way to the center of the last row.
"Excuse me! I'm sorry." Ann said twice as she hit the heads of two people.
She wasn't trying to make any noise, but couldn't help it as her high heels clicked on the concrete floor while she kept bumping into people. When she thought she was in the center, Ann took her coat off, sat down, and placed her purse and coat on the seat next to her. She then looked around to see where Sam was.
She noticed several men get up, and move closer to her. One guy even climbed over the row in front of her and sat down only two seats away, right next to her things. Ann grabbed her purse and coat defensively. The man calmly got up, and sat down next to her. He kept his head pointed straight, but Ann could see his eyes were roving to her. She lightly, but firmly, nudged his elbow, letting him know he was crowding her. The man took the hint, and moved his arm a little. Off to her left, she noticed the door open and a huge man entered. It was Sam. He made his way to her, and sat on her left.
"Put that stuff under the seat." Sam said, pointing to her purse and coat.
Ann placed her things under her seat.
"Turn around." Sam ordered.
"Why?"
"Just do it!"
Ann faced the stranger on her right. He politely smiled, and she politely smiled back. His eyes traveled down her dress, and his smile got wider. Ann blushed, and her heart skip a beat, but she did nothing to hide the view she was giving him. She saw his gaze wander lower, and his eyes opened real wide. Sam placed something around her neck, and told her to bend her head down. When she did, Ann saw what the stranger was looking at. Her garter straps and stocking tops were revealed in the bright glare coming from the movie screen.
"Don't take that off!"
"What is it?" Ann asked and quickly turned around, trying to adjust her dress.
"The dog collar you bought."
Sam had it engraved. Later, she would find out what was engraved on it.
"Now, put these on."
She looked at the shiny metal objects he was holding, then at Sam's face.
"I said put them on!"
"Come on, Sam?" Ann pleaded.
The way she looked, said she was embarrassed, but not shocked.
"Do it!" Sam barked.
Ann turned her back to the stranger on her right, then took a pair of handcuffs from Sam. She was shaking so much she nearly dropped them. After getting it locked around her right wrist, she took the other set and put them on her left wrist. Ann's favorite fantasy was to be held down while her boyfriend ravished her, and the handcuffs reminded her of it. This, plus knowing the stranger on her right was watching, had Ann's pussy steaming in seconds. She was excited, and tried hiding that excitement from Sam.
Grabbing her left arm, Sam secured the open end of the handcuff to the armrest, then leaned across her and did the same to her right arm. He then shook the handcuffs, making sure they wouldn't come loose. The men sitting close by turned their heads when they heard the chains rattling. Ann's heart was pounding like crazy. She thought of the man next to her, and turned slightly to look at him. His jaw was open, and he was staring down at her wrists.
"How's the movie?" Sam asked.
"Uh... I... I don't know." Ann stammered.
"Well, look up and find out!"
"Oh my... I have to get out of here!"
On the large screen, two women were sucking and licking an enormous cock while they were being fucked from behind by two other men. This was in a porno theater! Ann's blood pressure shot up, and she began to have a hard time breathing.
"I'll be back in a couple of minutes." Sam said and stood up.
Not wanting to be left alone, Ann quickly started to follow him. The chains on the handcuffs rattled, and she was jerked back into her seat. Hoping nobody heard the clinging and clanging sound she made, Ann tried to pretend nothing happened by looking straight ahead, as though she'd been watching the movie the whole time from her slouched position. This didn't fool the people around her, and it didn't help Ann.
Up on the screen was a triple close-up of the fuck film. The left image showed the pussy of one woman getting fucked. The right image showed the other woman being fucked in the ass. The middle one showed the huge cock being deep-throated by one of the women while the other one licked and sucked his hairy testicles.
Ann wasn't embarrassed about watching the movie, she and her boyfriend had viewed many XXX-Rated tapes. But, that was in the privacy of his apartment, NOT in a public theater! He tried talking her into going to a place like this, but she always was able to talk him out it, saying the movies made her horny, and she didn't want to get that way unless he could do something about it. She didn't lie about that. Ann was horny and getting hornier by the minute.
Without moving her head, Ann looked around, eyes pivoting like a ventriloquist dummy's would. Several of the men were stealing glances at her every now and then, especially the two men sitting to the left and right in the row in front of her. Her whole body suddenly stiffened when she felt a hand on her right knee. Ann tried to cross her legs, but the sweaty palm of the man next to her held her leg down.
"If you don't get your hands off me, I'll call the manager." Ann whispered.
"Go ahead! Then ya gotta explain this!" the man said, shaking the handcuffs and slowly moving his hand higher up her leg.
Ann wanted to die! There was no way she could explain the handcuffs, and she certainly didn't want to create a scene that would attract attention to herself either. She genuinely was frightened now. This wasn't like the other day. At least then she had a couple of drinks to loosen her up and deaden her senses. Being stone-cold sober while a complete stranger fondled her was very terrifying. It put a knot in her stomach the size of a baseball, and made her blood pressure to a dangerous level.
Ann watched and felt the man next to her rub her leg, his calloused hand quickly sliding up and down her nylons from the knee to the lace band high on her thigh. Ann couldn't bear to look as he went higher with each hot caress. The two men in front of her were no longer watching the movie. Sideways in their seats, they looked at what the man was doing between her legs. As soon as she glanced at them, she felt the same excitement as in the bar the other night. Their lustful gazes made Ann's nipples harden, and her pussy began to tingle and churn in its juice. She noticed the one on the left had his dick out, and was jerking-off. Ann inhaled sharply when she felt the fingers of the man next to her reach above her stockings, gripping the goose-bump covered flesh close to her mound.
One last time, Ann tried to put her legs together. The stranger suddenly pulled her dress up, and spread her legs farther apart. Ann's jewel-outlined pussy was now visible to everyone, and audible gasps came from all the men in her vicinity. When some of the other men in the theater heard this, they turned around, saw what was going on in the back row, and started changing seats. Ann was soon surrounded by seven men as the stranger on her right continued to fondle her.
He placed the palm of his hand on her exposed mound, causing her to jump and sigh from the direct contact on her aroused clit. He then pressed hard against her pussy, and began to move his hand up and down. An involuntary moan escaped from Ann as she threw her head back. Seeing that the pretty blonde enjoyed having him play with her, he leaned over, grabbed her dress, and began raising it to her waist. Almost in a trance, Ann lifted herself as she stared into the man's eyes. Suddenly, he covered her legs up with the dress and quickly took his hands away from her. Sam was making his way to his seat.
"Is the movie any good?" Sam asked, not realizing how loud he was.
Ann didn't reply, but unintentionally, Sam started a wild conversation as comments were shouted from small crowd around them.
Ann didn't reply, but unintentionally, Sam started a wild conversation as comments were shouted from small crowd around them.
"What movie?"
"The movie's back on?"
"I got a stiff neck."
"Fuck your stiff neck, I got a stiff cock!"
"Hey fella, there's an empty seat next to me."
"Ah, who cares! Who's got the stiff neck?"
"How'd he get it stiff?"
"Will you guys pipe down! I'm beating... I mean, I'm watching the movie!"
"My hands are nice and warm."
"Jesus Christ! Somebody should give HIM a stiff neck!"
"Promises, promises!"
"Let's go! The balcony's empty." Sam said as he got the key out, and unlocked the handcuffs from around Ann's wrists.
"Can I watch?" a guy asked.
"Fuck that! Hey buddy, you need some help?" another one asked.
"We'd like to be alone. Give us a couple minutes, okay?" Sam said.
"One Mississippi... two Mississippi... three Mississippi..." the man who fondled Ann started counting.
Led up the stairs by Sam, Ann's yellow hair and white skin shined brightly. The balcony had been lit because of complaints. The management figured it was easier to light it up than close it off, then have to hire someone to make sure nobody went up there. Sam and Ann walked until they reached the center of the balcony. He then made his way down a row of seats, pulling Ann by the arm. Once they were in the brightest area, he stopped. Grabbing her coat and purse, Sam dropped them onto the chair in next row, and told her to sit down.
Ann felt as though she were only along for the ride. She knew Sam had something in mind, but couldn't figure out what it was yet. Even though the balcony was lit, she was glad he brought her up here because she was afraid of what might have happened downstairs.
"I hope that dress wasn't expensive." Sam said as he undid his belt.
Standing right in front of her, Sam pulled his pants completely off, threw them on her things, then leaned back on the seat in front of her. He was naked from the waist down, and staring at her. Ann's mouth was almost watering the minute Sam took off his pants. She was still amazed by his size. Soft, he was thicker and longer than any man she ever saw. Totally astonished, Ann watched as his dick grew and throbbed before her eyes. He was slowly becoming erect, and he wasn't even touching himself! Ann looked up. She immediately became more excited. Sam had the same hungry look for her as the men downstairs.
"Put your feet up here." Sam said, patting the seats on either side of him.
Ann raised her legs, placing her high heels on backs of the chairs Sam pointed to. He grabbed both her ankles and pulled them until her feet were dangling over the seats. When he did this, her legs parted, and her dress bunched up to her waist. Sam stared at the lingerie she had on, momentarily stunned by the erotic sight she made.
"You're learning." he said and tightly gripped his dick.
Ann, her eyes glazed over, mutely nodded her head as she watched Sam place both hands around his dick, slowly stroking himself. She was sure it would stand straight out from his loins if he let go.
"Tell me what you want, Ann."
She couldn't answer him. Not because she didn't want to, but because she couldn't make up her mind what she wanted first.
"What's the matter? Hell, I can see your cunt is wet. You want to suck my cock, or just have me stick it in your pussy?"
Ann slowly brought her legs down and spread them wide open.
"So, the slut can't talk, but she wants to fuck. Okay, stand up and bend over."
Standing and turning, Ann closed her eyes and bent over. She tilted her head back a little, and let out a sigh when she felt Sam's hands on her shoulders. He pushed the top of her dress down, baring her breasts to the world.
"Lift your dress up like a good slut."
Without delay, Ann pulled her dress up to her waist, spread her legs, and stuck her ass high in the air. Sam heard some noise, and looked around. Several men were coming upstairs. Chuckling to himself, he decided it was time for Ann to put on another show.
"Put your face in the chair, and stick your ass in the air higher!"
Ann bent over as far as she could and stood on her toes, her dress falling and covering her head completely. Sam buffed her pussy with the head of his dick, but didn't put it in. Instead, he turned around and waved at the men in the balcony, indicating he wanted them to sit closer. All the men got up and moved to them.
Ann didn't hear the sounds of shuffling feet and wouldn't have cared anyway. All she thought about and concentrated on was the wonderful feeling of Sam's huge cock rubbing the full length of her pussy-lips, gently nudging her clit when the head poked through her thighs. She was already close to having an orgasm. Sam grabbed his dick and wedged just the head of it into Ann's moist hole. She moaned and pushed herself back at him. He put his hands around her narrow waist and held her steady. His hips were far from her, but the head of his cock was inside her wet opening. Lazily rotating himself in circles, he teased her with his dick, not letting Ann push back at him and not pushing into her.
"I'm not going to fuck you until I'm sure you're ready for it." Sam said loud enough for everyone to hear.
Ann raised her head and turned toward Sam.
"Please! Do me now! I'm ready. God, am I ready!"
"Oh? Well, maybe I'm not."
"Don't tease me. Do it, Sam. Do it!"
"You know what I want to hear. Say it."
"God, Sam! Please! Fuck me!"
"Still not good enough."
"Fuck me with your beautiful cock. Please! I need it!"
"Come on, say it!"
"I'LL BE YOUR SLUT! Okay? Is that good enough for you? I'll do whatever you want me to do! Just fuck me, Sam! Fuck me now!" Ann screamed.
Sam reached around to the front of Ann's dress, undid the snaps he found, and took it off her. Throwing it onto the growing pile of clothes, he then leaned back on the seat behind him. Putting his feet between Ann's legs, Sam pulled her up. His dick rushed inside her when he pushed Ann down into his lap. Being suddenly impaled by the full length of his enormous cock, Ann's mouth gaped opened and her head jerked up in shock.
With Ann's silky legs straddling the outside of his, all the men collectively groaned when Sam spread his legs wide open, revealing his penetration to everyone. Their audience was impressed by not only how deeply he had entered her, but that the blonde wasn't screaming in pain. Sam began to squeeze Ann's breasts and gently pinch her nipples, causing her to moan with pleasure. The whole balcony began to reverberate with thunderous applause, whistles, and cheers.
The loud uproar made Ann open her eyes in surprise. Feeling like she'd been caught in the middle of some horrendous criminal act, Ann trembled. She was caught! Caught with Sam's massive, black cock buried deep inside her pussy while half a dozen or so men sat within arms reach. She never felt so wicked as she did then. Her exhibition in the bar was kid's stuff compared to this vulgar display of her desire to be fucked. Quickly looking around, she saw that every man had his dick out and was jacking-off.
"Well, you wanted my cock. What now?" Sam said from behind her.
Momentarily, Ann had forgotten about Sam. Slowly bending forward, she placed the palms of her hands on each of Sam's thighs and gingerly raised her rear end. Her squeezing vagina felt every millimeter of his huge dick withdraw as she lifted herself up.
"Look at her cunt!" one of the men groaned.
Ann looked, too. Her pussy was clamped tightly around the dark shaft of Sam's cock. This was one of the images she had daydreams about. The thrill of actually seeing it was much better than thinking about it. She lifted higher and watched the pink inner flesh of her pussy slowly unfolded, clinging to Sam's thick cock and leaving a glistening trail on it as they slid up his shaft. There was absolutely no pain. All Ann felt was a marvelous sensation deep inside her wonderfully stretched pussy.
Sam still couldn't get over the tightness of her pussy. As wet and as hot as Ann was, he thought she would have expanded, but she didn't. He wanted to start fucking her, but allowed Ann to set the pace. If she wanted to go slow, that would be fine. Since she would be fucking him in front of all these men, she couldn't later deny she was his slut.
"Maybe when I'm done, I'll have you fuck these guys. How would you like that?" Sam asked.
"Oh my God!" Ann exclaimed as she heard Sam, and felt him shove a couple of inches of his cock suddenly back into her.
The idea of fucking all these men set off fireworks in her mind, and Ann started moving faster. She raised herself as high as she could, but there was still over a quarter of Sam's dick in her. She couldn't go up any further because her legs were off the floor and she had nothing to push on. Ann lowered herself and moaned loudly, sensations spreading throughout her entire body like liquid fire. She quickly raised up again.
"Go for it, baby! Go!" a man said.
"Yeah! Come on, fuck his black cock you slut!" another yelled.
"I can't wait to fuck her!" a man in front of her said.
"You gonna fuck all of us?" one asked.
"I hope she does!"
"I'll settle for a blow-job!"
"Hey buddy, you mind if we fuck her when you're done?"
"You kidding? This slut's so hot! I've never met a woman who loves cock as much as she does. I'll bet she could fuck and suck all you guys twice, and not even break a sweat! How about it? All those hard cocks. Makes your mouth water, doesn't it, slut?" Sam said as shoved hard into Ann.
With all the men and Sam talking about her, Ann became delirious and started to work herself up to a beautiful climax.
"Just fuck me! Fuck your slut, Sam! Fuck your slut!" Ann muttered as she had her orgasm.
Sam felt, and everyone saw, Ann's body violently shake when she came. Grunting like an animal, she ground herself into Sam's lap, brought her head up, shut her eyes, and let loose with a wail that gradually turned to a sigh,then finally a long moan as she quickly was building up to another climax.
"Lets really show these guys what kind of slut you are." Sam said, lifting her from his lap and off his cock.
"Go on, sit down!" he told her.
Ann didn't so much as make a peep. She sat in the chair in front of all the men. Sam stepped up and leaned over her, jacking-off. Everyone got up and moved closer to get a good look.
"Tilt you head back and open your mouth. I got a present for you." Sam said.
Fluffing her hair over her shoulders, letting it fall over the back of the chair, she saw all the men standing around behind her. Three or four of the men were doing the same thing Sam was, beating off above her face as she leaned her head way back. One man to her left was first to come, shooting a stream of thin, milky sperm past her nose, followed by a second that hit her forehead. Unexpectedly, everyone started to come at once, even Sam. Cum came at flying at Ann's face from every direction, soaring past her face, landing in her hair, onto her neck, and in her ears. The last thing she saw before closing her eyes and having her face drenched was Sam's black cock advancing toward her mouth. Sam shoved his dick between Ann's lips and emptied the rest of his load inside her sucking mouth while the other men continued to come all over her face. He could feel the vibrations of her moans and her tongue on the head of his dick, licking furiously as his cum came pouring from it.
"Fuck man! Look at her! She loves it! Shit, she's even got her fingers in her snatch!" one of the men said.
It was true. Ann was stroking her pussy at the same time the men were jacking-off all over her face. She was shaking and whimpering like crazy as she continued to suck Sam's cock. All the men waited patiently for Sam to finish after they came, watching while he kept his huge dick shoved in her mouth and the beautiful blonde sucked it for all she was worth.
"Well, is this a slut or what?" Sam asked the crowd.
The men were silent, looking at the big man. None of them could speak.
"Let's clean her face off, then you guys can have her." Sam said as he pulled his dick from Ann's mouth and stepped back.
Several men took handkerchiefs from their pockets, and gave them to Sam.
"Why play with yourself when there's all this cock." Sam said, and slapped Ann's hands away from between her legs.
"Okay, here's the rules. You can fuck her or have her give you a blow job, but only two guys at a time. Nobody fucks her in the ass! Got it! Also, if you have to piss, go to the bathroom! She's not a fucking toilet! She might be a slut, but she's still a lady, so I don't want any rough stuff either! Understand?" Sam told the anxious and horny men.
They all shook their heads in agreement while Sam explained everything, and cleaned Ann up like a mother would her child, rubbing her face and neck as though he were scouring a pot. Ann was totally astonished by what just happened. Standing up when Sam was done, she looked at everyone. She didn't care what they thought of her or what they did to her now. How could she? She just let them come all over her face and loved it! The lust in their eyes was all she wanted to see. It started her pussy foaming again. Ann knelt on the chair and put her arms on the back.
"No, sideways! Get on your hands and knees over two seat so everybody can see." Sam said and pointed to the men.
Ann turned, put her high heels through the armrest behind her, and leaned on the other seat. All but two of the men sat down in the row of seats right behind her, each with a perfect view of what was going to take place.
"The movie's back on?"
"I got a stiff neck."
"Fuck your stiff neck, I got a stiff cock!"
"Hey fella, there's an empty seat next to me."
"Ah, who cares! Who's got the stiff neck?"
"How'd he get it stiff?"
"Will you guys pipe down! I'm beating... I mean, I'm watching the movie!"
"My hands are nice and warm."
"Jesus Christ! Somebody should give HIM a stiff neck!"
"Promises, promises!"
"Let's go! The balcony's empty." Sam said as he got the key out, and unlocked the handcuffs from around Ann's wrists.
"Can I watch?" a guy asked.
"Fuck that! Hey buddy, you need some help?" another one asked.
"We'd like to be alone. Give us a couple minutes, okay?" Sam said.
"One Mississippi... two Mississippi... three Mississippi..." the man who fondled Ann started counting.
Led up the stairs by Sam, Ann's yellow hair and white skin shined brightly. The balcony had been lit because of complaints. The management figured it was easier to light it up than close it off, then have to hire someone to make sure nobody went up there. Sam and Ann walked until they reached the center of the balcony. He then made his way down a row of seats, pulling Ann by the arm. Once they were in the brightest area, he stopped. Grabbing her coat and purse, Sam dropped them onto the chair in next row, and told her to sit down.
Ann felt as though she were only along for the ride. She knew Sam had something in mind, but couldn't figure out what it was yet. Even though the balcony was lit, she was glad he brought her up here because she was afraid of what might have happened downstairs.
"I hope that dress wasn't expensive." Sam said as he undid his belt.
Standing right in front of her, Sam pulled his pants completely off, threw them on her things, then leaned back on the seat in front of her. He was naked from the waist down, and staring at her. Ann's mouth was almost watering the minute Sam took off his pants. She was still amazed by his size. Soft, he was thicker and longer than any man she ever saw. Totally astonished, Ann watched as his dick grew and throbbed before her eyes. He was slowly becoming erect, and he wasn't even touching himself! Ann looked up. She immediately became more excited. Sam had the same hungry look for her as the men downstairs.
"Put your feet up here." Sam said, patting the seats on either side of him.
Ann raised her legs, placing her high heels on backs of the chairs Sam pointed to. He grabbed both her ankles and pulled them until her feet were dangling over the seats. When he did this, her legs parted, and her dress bunched up to her waist. Sam stared at the lingerie she had on, momentarily stunned by the erotic sight she made.
"You're learning." he said and tightly gripped his dick.
Ann, her eyes glazed over, mutely nodded her head as she watched Sam place both hands around his dick, slowly stroking himself. She was sure it would stand straight out from his loins if he let go.
"Tell me what you want, Ann."
She couldn't answer him. Not because she didn't want to, but because she couldn't make up her mind what she wanted first.
"What's the matter? Hell, I can see your cunt is wet. You want to suck my cock, or just have me stick it in your pussy?"
Ann slowly brought her legs down and spread them wide open.
"So, the slut can't talk, but she wants to fuck. Okay, stand up and bend over."
Standing and turning, Ann closed her eyes and bent over. She tilted her head back a little, and let out a sigh when she felt Sam's hands on her shoulders. He pushed the top of her dress down, baring her breasts to the world.
"Lift your dress up like a good slut."
Without delay, Ann pulled her dress up to her waist, spread her legs, and stuck her ass high in the air. Sam heard some noise, and looked around. Several men were coming upstairs. Chuckling to himself, he decided it was time for Ann to put on another show.
"Put your face in the chair, and stick your ass in the air higher!"
Ann bent over as far as she could and stood on her toes, her dress falling and covering her head completely. Sam buffed her pussy with the head of his dick, but didn't put it in. Instead, he turned around and waved at the men in the balcony, indicating he wanted them to sit closer. All the men got up and moved to them.
Ann didn't hear the sounds of shuffling feet and wouldn't have cared anyway. All she thought about and concentrated on was the wonderful feeling of Sam's huge cock rubbing the full length of her pussy-lips, gently nudging her clit when the head poked through her thighs. She was already close to having an orgasm. Sam grabbed his dick and wedged just the head of it into Ann's moist hole. She moaned and pushed herself back at him. He put his hands around her narrow waist and held her steady. His hips were far from her, but the head of his cock was inside her wet opening. Lazily rotating himself in circles, he teased her with his dick, not letting Ann push back at him and not pushing into her.
"I'm not going to fuck you until I'm sure you're ready for it." Sam said loud enough for everyone to hear.
Ann raised her head and turned toward Sam.
"Please! Do me now! I'm ready. God, am I ready!"
"Oh? Well, maybe I'm not."
"Don't tease me. Do it, Sam. Do it!"
"You know what I want to hear. Say it."
"God, Sam! Please! Fuck me!"
"Still not good enough."
"Fuck me with your beautiful cock. Please! I need it!"
"Come on, say it!"
"I'LL BE YOUR SLUT! Okay? Is that good enough for you? I'll do whatever you want me to do! Just fuck me, Sam! Fuck me now!" Ann screamed.
Sam reached around to the front of Ann's dress, undid the snaps he found, and took it off her. Throwing it onto the growing pile of clothes, he then leaned back on the seat behind him. Putting his feet between Ann's legs, Sam pulled her up. His dick rushed inside her when he pushed Ann down into his lap. Being suddenly impaled by the full length of his enormous cock, Ann's mouth gaped opened and her head jerked up in shock.
With Ann's silky legs straddling the outside of his, all the men collectively groaned when Sam spread his legs wide open, revealing his penetration to everyone. Their audience was impressed by not only how deeply he had entered her, but that the blonde wasn't screaming in pain. Sam began to squeeze Ann's breasts and gently pinch her nipples, causing her to moan with pleasure. The whole balcony began to reverberate with thunderous applause, whistles, and cheers.
The loud uproar made Ann open her eyes in surprise. Feeling like she'd been caught in the middle of some horrendous criminal act, Ann trembled. She was caught! Caught with Sam's massive, black cock buried deep inside her pussy while half a dozen or so men sat within arms reach. She never felt so wicked as she did then. Her exhibition in the bar was kid's stuff compared to this vulgar display of her desire to be fucked. Quickly looking around, she saw that every man had his dick out and was jacking-off.
"Well, you wanted my cock. What now?" Sam said from behind her.
Momentarily, Ann had forgotten about Sam. Slowly bending forward, she placed the palms of her hands on each of Sam's thighs and gingerly raised her rear end. Her squeezing vagina felt every millimeter of his huge dick withdraw as she lifted herself up.
"Look at her cunt!" one of the men groaned.
Ann looked, too. Her pussy was clamped tightly around the dark shaft of Sam's cock. This was one of the images she had daydreams about. The thrill of actually seeing it was much better than thinking about it. She lifted higher and watched the pink inner flesh of her pussy slowly unfolded, clinging to Sam's thick cock and leaving a glistening trail on it as they slid up his shaft. There was absolutely no pain. All Ann felt was a marvelous sensation deep inside her wonderfully stretched pussy.
Sam still couldn't get over the tightness of her pussy. As wet and as hot as Ann was, he thought she would have expanded, but she didn't. He wanted to start fucking her, but allowed Ann to set the pace. If she wanted to go slow, that would be fine. Since she would be fucking him in front of all these men, she couldn't later deny she was his slut.
"Maybe when I'm done, I'll have you fuck these guys. How would you like that?" Sam asked.
"Oh my God!" Ann exclaimed as she heard Sam, and felt him shove a couple of inches of his cock suddenly back into her.
The idea of fucking all these men set off fireworks in her mind, and Ann started moving faster. She raised herself as high as she could, but there was still over a quarter of Sam's dick in her. She couldn't go up any further because her legs were off the floor and she had nothing to push on. Ann lowered herself and moaned loudly, sensations spreading throughout her entire body like liquid fire. She quickly raised up again.
"Go for it, baby! Go!" a man said.
"Yeah! Come on, fuck his black cock you slut!" another yelled.
"I can't wait to fuck her!" a man in front of her said.
"You gonna fuck all of us?" one asked.
"I hope she does!"
"I'll settle for a blow-job!"
"Hey buddy, you mind if we fuck her when you're done?"
"You kidding? This slut's so hot! I've never met a woman who loves cock as much as she does. I'll bet she could fuck and suck all you guys twice, and not even break a sweat! How about it? All those hard cocks. Makes your mouth water, doesn't it, slut?" Sam said as shoved hard into Ann.
With all the men and Sam talking about her, Ann became delirious and started to work herself up to a beautiful climax.
"Just fuck me! Fuck your slut, Sam! Fuck your slut!" Ann muttered as she had her orgasm.
Sam felt, and everyone saw, Ann's body violently shake when she came. Grunting like an animal, she ground herself into Sam's lap, brought her head up, shut her eyes, and let loose with a wail that gradually turned to a sigh,then finally a long moan as she quickly was building up to another climax.
"Lets really show these guys what kind of slut you are." Sam said, lifting her from his lap and off his cock.
"Go on, sit down!" he told her.
Ann didn't so much as make a peep. She sat in the chair in front of all the men. Sam stepped up and leaned over her, jacking-off. Everyone got up and moved closer to get a good look.
"Tilt you head back and open your mouth. I got a present for you." Sam said.
Fluffing her hair over her shoulders, letting it fall over the back of the chair, she saw all the men standing around behind her. Three or four of the men were doing the same thing Sam was, beating off above her face as she leaned her head way back. One man to her left was first to come, shooting a stream of thin, milky sperm past her nose, followed by a second that hit her forehead. Unexpectedly, everyone started to come at once, even Sam. Cum came at flying at Ann's face from every direction, soaring past her face, landing in her hair, onto her neck, and in her ears. The last thing she saw before closing her eyes and having her face drenched was Sam's black cock advancing toward her mouth. Sam shoved his dick between Ann's lips and emptied the rest of his load inside her sucking mouth while the other men continued to come all over her face. He could feel the vibrations of her moans and her tongue on the head of his dick, licking furiously as his cum came pouring from it.
"Fuck man! Look at her! She loves it! Shit, she's even got her fingers in her snatch!" one of the men said.
It was true. Ann was stroking her pussy at the same time the men were jacking-off all over her face. She was shaking and whimpering like crazy as she continued to suck Sam's cock. All the men waited patiently for Sam to finish after they came, watching while he kept his huge dick shoved in her mouth and the beautiful blonde sucked it for all she was worth.
"Well, is this a slut or what?" Sam asked the crowd.
The men were silent, looking at the big man. None of them could speak.
"Let's clean her face off, then you guys can have her." Sam said as he pulled his dick from Ann's mouth and stepped back.
Several men took handkerchiefs from their pockets, and gave them to Sam.
"Why play with yourself when there's all this cock." Sam said, and slapped Ann's hands away from between her legs.
"Okay, here's the rules. You can fuck her or have her give you a blow job, but only two guys at a time. Nobody fucks her in the ass! Got it! Also, if you have to piss, go to the bathroom! She's not a fucking toilet! She might be a slut, but she's still a lady, so I don't want any rough stuff either! Understand?" Sam told the anxious and horny men.
They all shook their heads in agreement while Sam explained everything, and cleaned Ann up like a mother would her child, rubbing her face and neck as though he were scouring a pot. Ann was totally astonished by what just happened. Standing up when Sam was done, she looked at everyone. She didn't care what they thought of her or what they did to her now. How could she? She just let them come all over her face and loved it! The lust in their eyes was all she wanted to see. It started her pussy foaming again. Ann knelt on the chair and put her arms on the back.
"No, sideways! Get on your hands and knees over two seat so everybody can see." Sam said and pointed to the men.
Ann turned, put her high heels through the armrest behind her, and leaned on the other seat. All but two of the men sat down in the row of seats right behind her, each with a perfect view of what was going to take place.
"Okay, she's all yours! Have fun, and remember what I said." Sam told the men as he grabbed his pants and walked away.
Someone knelt on the seat in front of Ann, his dick hard and ready for her. She automatically lunged forward, mouth open and tongue pressed flat. She was then suddenly hauled in the other direction by the man behind her. She felt the penetration of his dick into her pussy. The man's cock was nowhere near the size of Sam's, but it felt great all the same as his balls started pounding against her pussy. Ann heard him loudly slapping her scantily covered rear end with his belly as the man fucked her, and she could feel the stones outlining the crotch of her panties rub back and forth over her clit. At least this was some consolation for not being able to suck the cock pointed right at her face.
"What the hell are you waiting for?" Sam asked the man kneeling in front of Ann.
"She doesn't mind?" he asked.
"Jesus, are you blind? She's pretty and all that, but she's a fucking slut! Go ahead, fuck her mouth!"
Ann, her mouth still open, licked her lips and sighed as she felt her pussy clutch at the cock inside her. She responded to the friction of the man swiftly fucking her, and was amazed her hole could re-adjust so fast, as though the man had pushed a button to make her pussy shrink around him. In a way, he had. Because of his constant thrashing and the chafing of her crotchless panties, her clit was fully extended and throbbing with excitement. This was Ann's button! This tiny, yet remarkable, piece of flesh was the source of unbelievable pleasures and the reason she couldn't control her own physical desires.
The man in front grabbed the sides of her head and shoved his dick at her face. She immediately began sucking. Sam, like the rest of the men, marveled at how passionate Ann was. She wasn't just putting on a show like the women on the movie screen. Ann enthusiastically making love to the man's cock with her mouth! Her muffled moans and almost crying whimpers were evidence that she was totally aroused by what was being done to her. Her lips wetly slid back and forth over the dick plunging into her mouth while she was vigorously fucked by the man behind her.
After he got his pants back on, Sam sat down in a chair in front of them and watched, looking for any sign that Ann might not let all these men have her. Glancing around, he counted seven men.
"Think you can handle all these guys, slut?" he asked her.
Without skipping a beat, Ann shook her head yes, and grabbed the ass of the man in front of her, forcing his cock to slide into her throat. The guy quickened his pace as Ann dug her fingernails into him, urging him to come in her mouth. He obliged, pumping as fast as he could. Groaning loudly, he shoved himself at her real hard, shooting his load down her throat. Ann greedily sucked and licked his cock, all the while holding onto him, even though he was trying to move back and shoot his cum on her face. Swallowing every drop of sperm he squirted into her mouth, Ann started to come herself. When the dick between her lips lost its stiffness, she removed her mouth from it and gulped for air.
"Oh, yes! Harder! Fuck harder! Come on, harder!" she shouted at the man behind he.
Before she could enjoy herself and come again, another man jumped from his seat and took the place of the guy that came in her mouth. Grabbing a handful of her hair, he pulled her head to his dick and drove his cock between her lips.
"Yeah, that's it! Suck it up! Lick it some more. Okay, slut. Get ready. I'm gonna shove it down your throat!"
Not that she had a choice in the matter, but Ann really didn't mind the way the guy was treating her. In fact, she thought it was appropriate, and the type of punishment she deserved. She was suppose to be at work, not sucking and fucking a bunch of men in a sleazy theater. She should be treated like this.
"You guys better remember what I said. Nobody fucks her in the ass or treats her like a toilet! I'm going downstairs for something to drink." Sam said to everyone and left.
All the men went crazy, and began acting out fantasies their wives or girlfriends wouldn't let them. When one man finished with Ann, someone else took his place. This went on and on, cocks exploding in her mouth then in her pussy. Over and over Ann was fucked. After the last one had her, the men made Ann lay on the floor in the wide area between two sections, her nylon encased legs spread wide apart. Several men told Ann lick their cocks clean when they finished fucking her a second time, laughing and making comments about how much she loved cum. Some of them just wiped their dicks with her hair, or on her face. Others squatted down over Ann's mouth, and told her to tongue their ass while they jacked off on her tits and stomach.
Only once did Ann try to say anything, and was quickly cut off by having a cock shoved in her mouth. She wasn't going to complain about what the men were doing to her. Not exactly, anyway. She wanted to tell them to slow down so she could enjoy the fun! They had her on the brink of a coming so many times that it was driving her crazy. Just as she was about to orgasm, the guy who was fucking her would pull out, leaving her frustrated. When another man finally got began fucking her, then the man she was sucking would thrust his cock into her throat until she couldn't breathe. Ann wanted and needed to come just as badly as they did, but the men wouldn't give her enough time to do it. They fucked her mouth or cunt as fast as they could, blew their wad, and pulled out. After the two movies ended, Sam went back upstairs. He heard yelling and shouting. When he got to the balcony, he could see a group of men standing in a circle.
"Yeah! Suck his cock!" a man shouted.
"Look at her throat!" another said.
"She swallowed the whole fucking thing!"
"Come on, John! Fuck her face like you fucked her cunt!"
"Yeah! I wanna hear her yell. She ain't yelled yet. Make the slut yell."
"Come on, slut! I'm gonna keep fucking your face till ya yell!"
Sam, now standing just off to the side, saw what was going on. Ann was kneeling on the floor while a big, burly guy stood above her. He was roughly fucking Ann's mouth, both hands full of her golden locks as he kept her head still. Ann's facial features were hidden as the man mercilessly fucked her mouth and throat.
"HEY, ASSHOLE! Enough is enough! Get away! And I mean NOW!" Sam yelled.
Everybody turned when they heard Sam's booming voice, and started to trip over each other to get out of the way, especially the one who had a hold of Ann.
"DAMN YOU! I was almost there!" Ann yelled, lunging for the man who had been viciously fucking her face.
Surprised, Sam could only shrug his shoulders.
"Sorry. I thought you were hurting her." he told the man.
With her eyes completely covered with cum, Ann blindly reached out and pulled the man back to her. When she found his dick with her groping hands, she spoke.
"Like before, honey. I almost came. Do it again!" Ann pleaded.
The man looked at Sam.
"Go ahead." he told the man.
The guy grabbed Ann's hair again, brought his dick back up to her lips, and hauled her open mouth over his cock with all his might, penetrating her throat in one shove and snapping her head back.
Sam looked around. There were eleven men standing in the isles, and only the guy she was sucking had a hard dick. He didn't believe it! His plan had worked! It didn't take as long as he thought it would either. Even better than that, Ann was a lot more eager than he ever thought she would be. The beautiful and highly successful business executive was now his slut, draining and fucking or sucking the balls off of anyone he told her to.
It looked as though the man in front of her was trying to pull Ann's hair out by the roots. She didn't seem to mind, though, because her fingernails were digging into the flexing muscles of his ass, urging him to keep his cock in her throat each time he tried to pull it out. The man couldn't take the warm feeling of her sucking mouth any longer, and began coming. Everyone could see the ecstatic way Ann acted as the man forced her forehead against his abdomen while his exploding dick squirted its cum down her contracting esophagus. Ann swallowed his cum as though it were water and she'd been crawling in the desert for a week. As his cock jerked one last time, Ann slowly brought her lips up his shaft when he loosened the grip of her hair. Lovingly running her tongue along its length as it passed by, Ann moaned in delight and brought her hands around to squeeze every drop of sperm from his deflating shaft. Still moaning and groaning with pleasure, she licked the head of his dick then tilted her head to tenderly kiss and suck his balls.
All the other men could only stare at the blonde on the floor. They had never seen a woman who was not only as skillful as she was at giving head, but who was also was the most avid cock-sucker any of them had ever met. On top of this, she was beautiful and sexy to boot.
Ann wasn't as lovely as when she first entered the theater, though. Perspiration was dripping from her face, along with a great deal of cum. Her hair was disarrayed and wet, both her nylons had runs in them, and her back, knees, and hands were filthy from the dirty floor she had been laying and kneeling on. Ann's well-fucked and swollen pussy looked red and sore. Most of it was covered by a thick soupy mess of sperm, grotesquely dripping down herthighs, or to the floor.
"She needs a rest guys. Somebody help me clean her up." Sam said and grabbed the still sucking Ann from the floor.
When she was on her feet, Ann looked up and smiled at him.
"Jesus, Sam! That was so unbelievable!" Ann whispered so only Sam could hear her.
"You earned these." Sam said and pulled an envelope from his pocket.
Ann looked at him, then the envelopes. She was about to make another decision, and was trying to find the words to express what she felt.
Someone knelt on the seat in front of Ann, his dick hard and ready for her. She automatically lunged forward, mouth open and tongue pressed flat. She was then suddenly hauled in the other direction by the man behind her. She felt the penetration of his dick into her pussy. The man's cock was nowhere near the size of Sam's, but it felt great all the same as his balls started pounding against her pussy. Ann heard him loudly slapping her scantily covered rear end with his belly as the man fucked her, and she could feel the stones outlining the crotch of her panties rub back and forth over her clit. At least this was some consolation for not being able to suck the cock pointed right at her face.
"What the hell are you waiting for?" Sam asked the man kneeling in front of Ann.
"She doesn't mind?" he asked.
"Jesus, are you blind? She's pretty and all that, but she's a fucking slut! Go ahead, fuck her mouth!"
Ann, her mouth still open, licked her lips and sighed as she felt her pussy clutch at the cock inside her. She responded to the friction of the man swiftly fucking her, and was amazed her hole could re-adjust so fast, as though the man had pushed a button to make her pussy shrink around him. In a way, he had. Because of his constant thrashing and the chafing of her crotchless panties, her clit was fully extended and throbbing with excitement. This was Ann's button! This tiny, yet remarkable, piece of flesh was the source of unbelievable pleasures and the reason she couldn't control her own physical desires.
The man in front grabbed the sides of her head and shoved his dick at her face. She immediately began sucking. Sam, like the rest of the men, marveled at how passionate Ann was. She wasn't just putting on a show like the women on the movie screen. Ann enthusiastically making love to the man's cock with her mouth! Her muffled moans and almost crying whimpers were evidence that she was totally aroused by what was being done to her. Her lips wetly slid back and forth over the dick plunging into her mouth while she was vigorously fucked by the man behind her.
After he got his pants back on, Sam sat down in a chair in front of them and watched, looking for any sign that Ann might not let all these men have her. Glancing around, he counted seven men.
"Think you can handle all these guys, slut?" he asked her.
Without skipping a beat, Ann shook her head yes, and grabbed the ass of the man in front of her, forcing his cock to slide into her throat. The guy quickened his pace as Ann dug her fingernails into him, urging him to come in her mouth. He obliged, pumping as fast as he could. Groaning loudly, he shoved himself at her real hard, shooting his load down her throat. Ann greedily sucked and licked his cock, all the while holding onto him, even though he was trying to move back and shoot his cum on her face. Swallowing every drop of sperm he squirted into her mouth, Ann started to come herself. When the dick between her lips lost its stiffness, she removed her mouth from it and gulped for air.
"Oh, yes! Harder! Fuck harder! Come on, harder!" she shouted at the man behind he.
Before she could enjoy herself and come again, another man jumped from his seat and took the place of the guy that came in her mouth. Grabbing a handful of her hair, he pulled her head to his dick and drove his cock between her lips.
"Yeah, that's it! Suck it up! Lick it some more. Okay, slut. Get ready. I'm gonna shove it down your throat!"
Not that she had a choice in the matter, but Ann really didn't mind the way the guy was treating her. In fact, she thought it was appropriate, and the type of punishment she deserved. She was suppose to be at work, not sucking and fucking a bunch of men in a sleazy theater. She should be treated like this.
"You guys better remember what I said. Nobody fucks her in the ass or treats her like a toilet! I'm going downstairs for something to drink." Sam said to everyone and left.
All the men went crazy, and began acting out fantasies their wives or girlfriends wouldn't let them. When one man finished with Ann, someone else took his place. This went on and on, cocks exploding in her mouth then in her pussy. Over and over Ann was fucked. After the last one had her, the men made Ann lay on the floor in the wide area between two sections, her nylon encased legs spread wide apart. Several men told Ann lick their cocks clean when they finished fucking her a second time, laughing and making comments about how much she loved cum. Some of them just wiped their dicks with her hair, or on her face. Others squatted down over Ann's mouth, and told her to tongue their ass while they jacked off on her tits and stomach.
Only once did Ann try to say anything, and was quickly cut off by having a cock shoved in her mouth. She wasn't going to complain about what the men were doing to her. Not exactly, anyway. She wanted to tell them to slow down so she could enjoy the fun! They had her on the brink of a coming so many times that it was driving her crazy. Just as she was about to orgasm, the guy who was fucking her would pull out, leaving her frustrated. When another man finally got began fucking her, then the man she was sucking would thrust his cock into her throat until she couldn't breathe. Ann wanted and needed to come just as badly as they did, but the men wouldn't give her enough time to do it. They fucked her mouth or cunt as fast as they could, blew their wad, and pulled out. After the two movies ended, Sam went back upstairs. He heard yelling and shouting. When he got to the balcony, he could see a group of men standing in a circle.
"Yeah! Suck his cock!" a man shouted.
"Look at her throat!" another said.
"She swallowed the whole fucking thing!"
"Come on, John! Fuck her face like you fucked her cunt!"
"Yeah! I wanna hear her yell. She ain't yelled yet. Make the slut yell."
"Come on, slut! I'm gonna keep fucking your face till ya yell!"
Sam, now standing just off to the side, saw what was going on. Ann was kneeling on the floor while a big, burly guy stood above her. He was roughly fucking Ann's mouth, both hands full of her golden locks as he kept her head still. Ann's facial features were hidden as the man mercilessly fucked her mouth and throat.
"HEY, ASSHOLE! Enough is enough! Get away! And I mean NOW!" Sam yelled.
Everybody turned when they heard Sam's booming voice, and started to trip over each other to get out of the way, especially the one who had a hold of Ann.
"DAMN YOU! I was almost there!" Ann yelled, lunging for the man who had been viciously fucking her face.
Surprised, Sam could only shrug his shoulders.
"Sorry. I thought you were hurting her." he told the man.
With her eyes completely covered with cum, Ann blindly reached out and pulled the man back to her. When she found his dick with her groping hands, she spoke.
"Like before, honey. I almost came. Do it again!" Ann pleaded.
The man looked at Sam.
"Go ahead." he told the man.
The guy grabbed Ann's hair again, brought his dick back up to her lips, and hauled her open mouth over his cock with all his might, penetrating her throat in one shove and snapping her head back.
Sam looked around. There were eleven men standing in the isles, and only the guy she was sucking had a hard dick. He didn't believe it! His plan had worked! It didn't take as long as he thought it would either. Even better than that, Ann was a lot more eager than he ever thought she would be. The beautiful and highly successful business executive was now his slut, draining and fucking or sucking the balls off of anyone he told her to.
It looked as though the man in front of her was trying to pull Ann's hair out by the roots. She didn't seem to mind, though, because her fingernails were digging into the flexing muscles of his ass, urging him to keep his cock in her throat each time he tried to pull it out. The man couldn't take the warm feeling of her sucking mouth any longer, and began coming. Everyone could see the ecstatic way Ann acted as the man forced her forehead against his abdomen while his exploding dick squirted its cum down her contracting esophagus. Ann swallowed his cum as though it were water and she'd been crawling in the desert for a week. As his cock jerked one last time, Ann slowly brought her lips up his shaft when he loosened the grip of her hair. Lovingly running her tongue along its length as it passed by, Ann moaned in delight and brought her hands around to squeeze every drop of sperm from his deflating shaft. Still moaning and groaning with pleasure, she licked the head of his dick then tilted her head to tenderly kiss and suck his balls.
All the other men could only stare at the blonde on the floor. They had never seen a woman who was not only as skillful as she was at giving head, but who was also was the most avid cock-sucker any of them had ever met. On top of this, she was beautiful and sexy to boot.
Ann wasn't as lovely as when she first entered the theater, though. Perspiration was dripping from her face, along with a great deal of cum. Her hair was disarrayed and wet, both her nylons had runs in them, and her back, knees, and hands were filthy from the dirty floor she had been laying and kneeling on. Ann's well-fucked and swollen pussy looked red and sore. Most of it was covered by a thick soupy mess of sperm, grotesquely dripping down herthighs, or to the floor.
"She needs a rest guys. Somebody help me clean her up." Sam said and grabbed the still sucking Ann from the floor.
When she was on her feet, Ann looked up and smiled at him.
"Jesus, Sam! That was so unbelievable!" Ann whispered so only Sam could hear her.
"You earned these." Sam said and pulled an envelope from his pocket.
Ann looked at him, then the envelopes. She was about to make another decision, and was trying to find the words to express what she felt.
"Can I wash up?" Ann asked, without reaching for the pictures Sam was offering.
"There's a bathroom downstairs."
Without being the least bit embarrassed, a near-naked and cum-saturated Ann followed Sam to the bathroom, after he gathered her things from the chair.
"There's a bathroom downstairs."
Without being the least bit embarrassed, a near-naked and cum-saturated Ann followed Sam to the bathroom, after he gathered her things from the chair.
"You got some other clothes in the car?" Sam asked.
"In the trunk."
"I'll get some clean ones while you wash up." Sam said and went to her car when she handed him the keys.
Ann couldn't believe the amount of sperm that covered her as she looked at herself in the bathroom mirror. It was everywhere!
"Wash up? Hell, I needed to be hosed down!"
Ann started laughing to herself when she thought about being hosed down already. She couldn't find a single inch on her face, neck or chest that didn't have cum on it. Suddenly, her thoughts veered off into another direction. Sam had told the men not to hurt her. He even yelled at the last guy because he thought he was hurting her. He wasn't just somebody who got off on other people's pain and misfortune. This, in itself, wasn't something to be that happy about, but at least she didn't have to worry being physically injured while with him. A warm feeling came over her as she realized Sam, in his own way, did care for her.
"Here you go!" Sam said as he walked into the bathroom and tossed another garter belt and package of nylons at her.
"These are a big help!" Ann said sarcastically.
"So shoot me! I forgot to write panties down on the list I gave you."
Ann asked him for a handkerchief. When he handed it to her she ran some water over it, then began wiping off her face. Sam was only watching her from behind, still surprised she acted the way she did. While Ann was hand-washing herself, she caught a glimpse of Sam looking at her.
"Well, how did I do?" she asked him.
"What can I say? There isn't a stiff dick left in the balcony."
"What do you want me to do now?"
"Finish cleaning up and get dressed." he said after a long pause.
Sam's tone changed back to what she liked, sending shivers up and down her spine. He was more demanding again and his voice was deeper. When she was done washing, Ann removed her high heels then the torn and cum-soaked stockings and crotchless panty/garter belt.
"Give me those and put the clean ones on!" Sam told her.
While she was getting dressed again, Sam started talking to her.
"You're full of surprises, aren't you? That boyfriend of yours must really be a pussy! Well, I got news for you, Ann. You won't wrap me around your finger the way you do him. You're a slut, and I'm going to treat you like one."
"I meant what I said, Sam. I'll live up to my part of the bargain and be your slut, just make sure you live up to you end of our deal."
"Come on, I ain't got all day! Hurry up and get dressed!"
Ann looked up at him and winked as she bent over to put the clean nylons on.
"You really got off on all that upstairs, didn't you?"
"God, Sam! All those cocks and all that cum! I could cream myself right now just thing about it!"
"Well, I've got a few surprises up my sleeves too! That was only a taste of some of the things you're going to do for me."
Ann put her dress back on and was applying fresh makeup to her face when Sam stuffed the envelope into her purse on the sink. After she finished, Ann spun around on her toes.
"Fresh as a daisy!" she exclaimed and looked to Sam for his approval.
He didn't say anything to her, but he did walk over to the bathroom door and held it open. Ann didn't know what he wanted this time, but started to walk out. Sam stopped her when she got to the doorway and made her bend over. As he pulled the back of her dress up and stood behind her, he shoved her wet and cum-soaked lingerie in her face.
"You forgot to clean these!" Sam said as he shoved his cock into her with a swift and powerful lunge.
Ann's breath was knocked from her lungs and her head snapped up in a sudden jerk. Sam quickly pushed the dirty nylons and garter belt into her gaping mouth, and started fucking her as hard and as fast as he could. Ann's eyes popped open and she wanted to crawl into a hole. The woman's bathroom was at the opposite end of the hallway from the glass doors of the entrance to the theater, and a young couple was just walking in! The couple hesitated going inside as the woman turned and said something to the man she was with.
"Think she's a slut too?" Sam asked as he kept fucking Ann.
When the young man and woman started walking toward the bathroom, Ann bit down on the underwear in her mouth, the taste of cum being squeezed from the garments. While the couple got closer and closer, it was all Ann could do to keep from screaming out. Suddenly, the bathroom door banged hard and loud against the tile wall when Sam hit with his ass. Startled, the two people stopped dead in their tracks. Less than six feet away from them was a huge black man fucking a bent over blonde.
The young guy looked up at Sam then at her. Ann turned a beet red, but stayed where she was while Sam kept fucking her. The woman he was with was shocked, her mouth open in a gasp and her eyes also on Ann.
"Sorry if we're in the way, but she paid me $100 to fuck her. I'll be done in a minute." Sam calmly lied to the couple.
Outrageous was the only word Ann could think of to describe Sam. Outrageous and wonderful she thought as her climax began building while his long and thick cock stretched and poked her heated pussy. She looked up at the couple again and noticed the man's hands were all over the woman's body. Ann moaned as Sam picked up the speed of his thrusts and she could feel herself getting close to coming. Without warning, Sam started spraying his cum inside her. Ann screamed behind the lingerie still stuffed into her mouth. She didn't want him to stop, she wasn't there yet! But, after he finished coming, Sam pulled his cock out and zipped up his pants. With a playful smack on her ass, he walked around in front of her.
"Well, that should hold you for a while. Listen, your cunt's still tight, but real sloppy. Now I know I got a big cock and you need to be stretched first, but maybe you shouldn't fuck so many guys in the balcony before you come down here and fuck me. Anyway, thanks for the money. You folks can use the bathroom now. We're done. At least I am. Shit pal, you should try getting some of that. She's a real fine piece of ass!"
As Sam walked away and out of the theater, Ann started chuckling to herself.
"The man's totally outrageous!", she thought, but Ann still needed to be fucked, especially after coming so close, yet denied the climax she was about to have when Sam pulled out. She quickly got the things out of her mouth and stood up.
"Like he said, it's all yours." Ann said smiling at the couple, waiting to see if the young man would try to make a move on her.
"She's talking about the bathroom!" the young woman said to her husband.
Ann straightened out her dress and put her used underwear in her purse.
"No I wasn't!" Ann said as she passed by them and walked out of the theater.
"In the trunk."
"I'll get some clean ones while you wash up." Sam said and went to her car when she handed him the keys.
Ann couldn't believe the amount of sperm that covered her as she looked at herself in the bathroom mirror. It was everywhere!
"Wash up? Hell, I needed to be hosed down!"
Ann started laughing to herself when she thought about being hosed down already. She couldn't find a single inch on her face, neck or chest that didn't have cum on it. Suddenly, her thoughts veered off into another direction. Sam had told the men not to hurt her. He even yelled at the last guy because he thought he was hurting her. He wasn't just somebody who got off on other people's pain and misfortune. This, in itself, wasn't something to be that happy about, but at least she didn't have to worry being physically injured while with him. A warm feeling came over her as she realized Sam, in his own way, did care for her.
"Here you go!" Sam said as he walked into the bathroom and tossed another garter belt and package of nylons at her.
"These are a big help!" Ann said sarcastically.
"So shoot me! I forgot to write panties down on the list I gave you."
Ann asked him for a handkerchief. When he handed it to her she ran some water over it, then began wiping off her face. Sam was only watching her from behind, still surprised she acted the way she did. While Ann was hand-washing herself, she caught a glimpse of Sam looking at her.
"Well, how did I do?" she asked him.
"What can I say? There isn't a stiff dick left in the balcony."
"What do you want me to do now?"
"Finish cleaning up and get dressed." he said after a long pause.
Sam's tone changed back to what she liked, sending shivers up and down her spine. He was more demanding again and his voice was deeper. When she was done washing, Ann removed her high heels then the torn and cum-soaked stockings and crotchless panty/garter belt.
"Give me those and put the clean ones on!" Sam told her.
While she was getting dressed again, Sam started talking to her.
"You're full of surprises, aren't you? That boyfriend of yours must really be a pussy! Well, I got news for you, Ann. You won't wrap me around your finger the way you do him. You're a slut, and I'm going to treat you like one."
"I meant what I said, Sam. I'll live up to my part of the bargain and be your slut, just make sure you live up to you end of our deal."
"Come on, I ain't got all day! Hurry up and get dressed!"
Ann looked up at him and winked as she bent over to put the clean nylons on.
"You really got off on all that upstairs, didn't you?"
"God, Sam! All those cocks and all that cum! I could cream myself right now just thing about it!"
"Well, I've got a few surprises up my sleeves too! That was only a taste of some of the things you're going to do for me."
Ann put her dress back on and was applying fresh makeup to her face when Sam stuffed the envelope into her purse on the sink. After she finished, Ann spun around on her toes.
"Fresh as a daisy!" she exclaimed and looked to Sam for his approval.
He didn't say anything to her, but he did walk over to the bathroom door and held it open. Ann didn't know what he wanted this time, but started to walk out. Sam stopped her when she got to the doorway and made her bend over. As he pulled the back of her dress up and stood behind her, he shoved her wet and cum-soaked lingerie in her face.
"You forgot to clean these!" Sam said as he shoved his cock into her with a swift and powerful lunge.
Ann's breath was knocked from her lungs and her head snapped up in a sudden jerk. Sam quickly pushed the dirty nylons and garter belt into her gaping mouth, and started fucking her as hard and as fast as he could. Ann's eyes popped open and she wanted to crawl into a hole. The woman's bathroom was at the opposite end of the hallway from the glass doors of the entrance to the theater, and a young couple was just walking in! The couple hesitated going inside as the woman turned and said something to the man she was with.
"Think she's a slut too?" Sam asked as he kept fucking Ann.
When the young man and woman started walking toward the bathroom, Ann bit down on the underwear in her mouth, the taste of cum being squeezed from the garments. While the couple got closer and closer, it was all Ann could do to keep from screaming out. Suddenly, the bathroom door banged hard and loud against the tile wall when Sam hit with his ass. Startled, the two people stopped dead in their tracks. Less than six feet away from them was a huge black man fucking a bent over blonde.
The young guy looked up at Sam then at her. Ann turned a beet red, but stayed where she was while Sam kept fucking her. The woman he was with was shocked, her mouth open in a gasp and her eyes also on Ann.
"Sorry if we're in the way, but she paid me $100 to fuck her. I'll be done in a minute." Sam calmly lied to the couple.
Outrageous was the only word Ann could think of to describe Sam. Outrageous and wonderful she thought as her climax began building while his long and thick cock stretched and poked her heated pussy. She looked up at the couple again and noticed the man's hands were all over the woman's body. Ann moaned as Sam picked up the speed of his thrusts and she could feel herself getting close to coming. Without warning, Sam started spraying his cum inside her. Ann screamed behind the lingerie still stuffed into her mouth. She didn't want him to stop, she wasn't there yet! But, after he finished coming, Sam pulled his cock out and zipped up his pants. With a playful smack on her ass, he walked around in front of her.
"Well, that should hold you for a while. Listen, your cunt's still tight, but real sloppy. Now I know I got a big cock and you need to be stretched first, but maybe you shouldn't fuck so many guys in the balcony before you come down here and fuck me. Anyway, thanks for the money. You folks can use the bathroom now. We're done. At least I am. Shit pal, you should try getting some of that. She's a real fine piece of ass!"
As Sam walked away and out of the theater, Ann started chuckling to herself.
"The man's totally outrageous!", she thought, but Ann still needed to be fucked, especially after coming so close, yet denied the climax she was about to have when Sam pulled out. She quickly got the things out of her mouth and stood up.
"Like he said, it's all yours." Ann said smiling at the couple, waiting to see if the young man would try to make a move on her.
"She's talking about the bathroom!" the young woman said to her husband.
Ann straightened out her dress and put her used underwear in her purse.
"No I wasn't!" Ann said as she passed by them and walked out of the theater.
End of part 5
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