Sneaky finger fuck in movie theater & risky creampie in public bathroom POV

The evening had a heady, electrifying charge in the air – that special kind of charged friction that happens when the line between public and private begins to blur. Teenaged Heather felt it too, a pulsing arrow of adrenaline shooting through her veins as she and her best friend Mark slipped unnoticed into the back row of the nearly deserted cinema theater. This was their first official date, and Heather wanted it to be special, memorable. She had on her shortest skirt, the one that made Mark’s eyes glaze over and his throat click. But she wanted to be a little bad tonight, to tease and please in equal measure.

As the opening credits rolled, Heather boldly took Mark’s hand, guiding it under her skirt to rest on the smooth, warm curve of her thigh.Mark swallowed hard, hardly believing this was happening. He ran his thumb along the edge of her lacy panties, feeling the heat radiating from her core. Heather shifted in her seat, parting her legs just a fraction, silently inviting him to continue. He caressed her through the fabric, feeling her dampness, her slickness. boldly, he hooked a finger into her underwear and felt her bare, velvety flesh. Heather suppressed a moan, biting her lip as Mark slipped a finger inside her tight, wet heat. She couldn’t believe they were doing this, in public! It was so wrong, so taboo… and so incredibly hot.

Sinking down in his seat, Mark began to finger fuck Heather in earnest, his thick digit pumping in and out of her soaked pussy as the movie played on. Heather rode his hand shamelessly, bracing herself on the armrest as she rolled her hips to meet his thrusts. She had to stifle her cries of ecstasy in her hand, knowing any loud noise would give them away. The danger only heightened her pleasure, her clit throbbing and swollen against Mark’s teasing touch.

After a surprisingly short time, Heather knew she was close. “I’m gonna come,” she whispered urgently. “Fuck, I’m gonna come on your fingers!” Somehow, Mark sensed what she needed. He curled his finger inside her, rubbing that secret spot that made stars explode behind her eyelids. Heather bit down on her own fist to muffle her scream as her climax barreled through her, drenching Mark’s hand with her juices. She shook and shuddered, waves of pleasure crashing over her again and again until she went limp, boneless, in the aftermath.

Mark was throbbing, rigid with need in his tight jeans after watching Heather unravel on his fingers. She could see the strain on his face, the pain in his eyes. “I need you,” he whispered hoarsely as the movie ended and the credits rolled. Well aware of her destructive effect on his control, Heather stood up, tugging him into the bathroom before they could be caught.

Propelling him into an empty stall, Heather wasted no time, dropping to her knees in the dirty toilet and unzipping Mark’s fly. His rigid, engorged cock sprang out, an angry purple head weeping with pre-cum as it slapped against his drum-taut abs. Heather inhaled the intoxicating musk of his arousal, and licked her lips. “Fuck my mouth, Mark. Use me,” she breathed powerfully against his weeping cock and he couldn’t restrain the deep groan that left his lips. And he did – driving his steel-hard flesh into her waiting mouth, gripping her head as he face-fucked her brutally in the filthy toilet. Heather gagged and slobbered, drool dribbling down her chin and splattering on her schoolgirl uniform as Mark showed no mercy, plunging his cock deep into her throat until her eyes bulged.

Tears streamed down her flushed face but still, Heather wanted more. Needed to be thoroughly debased for his twisted pleasure. She leaned back on her haunches, propping herself on her elbows as she spread her thighs wide open. “Cum for me, Mark. I want your hot sperm all over my face while you spank my pussy. Cover me in it.” Mark was feverish, a man possessed as he watched her lewdly parted legs, her dripping, swollen cunt on full display for him. With a roar of pleasure, he erupted – pumping thick, pearly ropes of semen from his jerking cock to splatter on Heather’s face and tits. Some splattered onto her pussy, and Heather moaned wantonly as he thumbed the creamy jism into her slit, fucking her swollen, puffy hole.

Completely debased, covered in Mark’s seed, Heather knelt there on the dirty floor sobbing as he rubbed his huge cock all over her face savagely, leaving her an utter mess. He knew he was pushing her to her limits with his tortured need, using her to cum time after time as she whimpered and choked on his semen. But Heather couldn’t get enough, craving the utter degradation like a drug. She nearly fainted when he plunged his fingers into her weeping slit, his entrance made slippery by the abundant wetness of her arousal. Another brutal finger-fucking followed left Heather’s head swimming, fresh juices gushing from her abused hole. Guarded clitoris dripping wet, she was now totally in the mood for being put in his meat and sucked up the stiff pinball.

Mark gave Heather a moment to catch her breath as he Myspace the bottle of lube from his back pants pocket and flattened the other hand against the outside of her cock-shaped bottom, holding her in place. Heather rewarding him with a guttural moan as she felt the thick gel seeping in around the thick digits pistoning into her stuffed pussy. Mark finger fucked Heather harder and rougher, determined to get his girl off one more time and finish her off. The wet, obscene sounds of him finger-banging Heather’s marinating cunt filled the squalid public restroom – drowned out mercifully by the blare of canned music. Mark pounded into Heather savagely, his own cock preparing to erupt again a second time. Heather sobbed and mewled, her own pleasure building to an unbearable spike as Mark’s brutal invasion pushed her closer and closer to the edge. Heather came with a shattered scream as Mark drove his fingers into her hard, riding the waves of her shattering climax. At the same instant, rope after rope of thick semen flooded from Mark’s raging cock to paint Heather’s shaking ass and disappearing into her gaping, pussy. Satisfied, Mark left Heather streaked in sticky drying spunk and his own smeared lube, and fled, heading to the mall, leaving her to clean up, too tired to join him or wash herself there