tagExhibitionist & VoyeurA Burnt Summer's Day

A Burnt Summer's Day

byRodrigo Santeria©

KU is in Lawrence, Kansas. I kept an apartment there last summer. August is always hot, but my air conditioner couldn't keep up, and the water at the pool was gross. At 5:00 p.m. we sought refuge at a movie. In the short drive, the air conditioner was pointless and we arrived grumpy and sweaty. Brandon got the tickets while I went in.

Inside, I got goose bumps. The employees gawked. I felt stupid covering up at the pool, but in the theater lobby, flip-flops, a thong bikini, and an oversized white tank felt indecent, and it was cold. Even Brandon ogled. I'm tall with light brown hair a little longer than shoulder length, which I wore up. I've green eyes, and an "alluring" crooked smile. I'm trying to qualify for the Hawaii Ironman, so I'm in good shape.

Upon sitting, I dozed. With so much heat, sleeping in my apartment, wasn't synonymous with rest. I awoke to Brandon's fingertips sliding up and down my thigh. I placed my hand in his lap, clutching at the material covering his stiffening cock. Glancing around inspired me, and I grappled with the fabric on the leg of his swimming suit, until his beautiful cock stood proudly above his balls. He raised his hips, groaning slightly. I love giving head, and the possibility of getting caught increases the thrill.

As I leaned over the armrest, I could just barely run the tip of my tongue against the underside of his head. I mercilessly licked, this most sensitive spot, and he lifted up enough to push his pulsing purple glans into my soft lips. This was sexy, and built the passion quickly, but our mutual desire was to bury his throbbing dick deep in my throat, which usually spurred his eruption.

As I teased, he undid the strings on my top and then pulled it out from under my tank. I moved in front of him crouching down to suck his balls as we stared into each other's eyes. He was getting close. I cradled his balls in one hand and firmly held his shaft in the other, running my thumb back and forth over his pee hole, feeling a drop of pre-cum grow as I smeared it around his head. With his dick slippery, I softly moaned as I guided it up until I could take no more.

Normally, I can get him deep, but he was so hard, and so turned on, when I tried pulling down on his dick, his head flared ejaculating his cum so prodigiously I pulled back catching a residual spurt on my chin. The scent and taste make me horny as hell and I made sure he saw me wipe it into my mouth before I came up to kiss him.

I get even hornier sharing his cum in our kiss and It was my turn. I anticipated his oral worship. I stood; he slid my bikini bottom down my legs and began nuzzling my pussy. It was less than I needed and more than I could take. I pushed him back in his seat. Another glance at the empty theater, then I propped myself on the row in front of us, placing my feet on his armrests and then spreading wider to the chairs on either side of him.

He grinned like the devil as I lowered my shoulders onto the backs of the row in front of him. It was uncomfortable and I spread my arms out to the sides to hold on. He pushed up my tank exposing all of me to the flicker of reflected light. His hands were hot, placing them on my thighs, while he planted a heavy kiss on my tingling clit.

I bucked and hissed; "Lick it!" much louder than I intended.

His tongue snaked inside me then ran the length of my slit. He grazed my clit with his lower teeth, while he fingered me, and pressed a knuckle against my ass, making it slick and wet.

He teases me like this and it's conflicting. It seems really dirty, but it multiplies the intensity of my orgasm. Mostly he'll finger my pussy and massage my asshole, sometimes he fingers both holes, once I let him lick me and it left me with a rolling orgasm that lasted minutes after I forced him from between my legs.

I sensed his ambivalence, "Oh fucking do it! Lick my asshole! Stick your whole fucking tongue up my ass!" I shouted, relishing in the impropriety.

My arms burned with fatigue, as waves of heat shot through me. Brandon had his way, and I couldn't deny the pleasure as he tasted both holes while I remained sprawled in the theater. As I shook I realized that there were shadows in the projector window. "Holy shit!" it made me even hornier. "Brandon you've got to fuck me now! They can see us from the projector room." He glanced back.

I was now sitting on the backs of the seats. I needed his dick. I wanted him inside me so badly. Brandon stood up and placed my feet on the armrests again. I wrapped my arms around his neck lifting me up so he could penetrate me. He kissed me. Our juices mingled. He pulled back with a burning look. Cupping my ass his fingertips nestled in the cleft of my cheeks.

"Yes! Your tongue, your fingers, your cock, fill me," I begged.

I held him tight as he thoroughly penetrated me. I was locked onto him when I saw the light from the lobby as the door opened. He shook biting down on my lip and I knew he was cumming before I was ready.

The man came down the aisle with the flashlight, stopping within five feet of us. The people in the projector room were plainly visible. I wanted to cum again so badly. I played my last card. "Brandon, I want you to fuck me in the ass."

He smiled wearily and replied, "Suck my dick and we'll see."

I slid off of his semi erect cock and felt his fingers slip out as well. My tank fell down covering me, breaking the spell, and the attendant stated, "You have to leave."

Brandon pulled off my top stating to the attendant, "Are you kidding? She wants anal! Look how fucking hot she is!"

I began to squat down in front of Brandon running my tongue over his balls. He pulled me up with a look to include the attendant. Completely naked with one foot on the floor, I seductively propped my other leg onto the back of the seats and began jacking Brandon with one hand while I supported myself on the armrest with the other and sucked the tip of his dick. He was getting hard quickly and I envisioned him fucking me in the ass from behind while I played with my empty pussy for the entertainment of our guest.

While this thought danced in my head I was jolted back to reality when the attendant began rubbing and squeezing my cheeks. Two sets of hands, and I exploded going all of the way down on Brandon. I could feel him jerk in my throat, but he was nearly dry. I continued to spasm and shake while the attendant paused from his dexterous pursuit to emancipate his prick. It was such a rush.

I encouraged him, "Fuck me in the ass with your hard cock, and dildo my empty cunt with your flashlight, while my limp dick boyfriend watches." I shocked myself and expected to be thoroughly ravaged, but urgent voices and more attendants quickly gathered my stuff and lead us to the exit beyond the screen.

Four guys stared at me in the small hallway between the screen and the back door. Brandon covered himself. I spread my legs apart, running my hands up my body while they apprehensively examined me in the beam of the flashlight. "I need dick! Will you guys stuff my slutty holes and fill me with your sticky cum?" My words amazed me, my id was in complete control. "Fuck me in the theater, right in front, so everyon'll know what a stupid cum dumpster slut I am."

The four guys continued to stare and it made me so wet. I leaned against the wall thrusting my pelvis out and spread my wet pussy lips apart. Cum was running down my legs and I felt so empty. I was leaning over trying to see my open vag. I rubbed my clit and fingered myself in wild abandon, watching more of Brandon's semen and my own juice seep and run out in dollops, some coating my thighs while others fell in drops to the floor, with shiny strands caught in the flashlight's beam. "Uhhhhn I need..."

I grabbed the big flashlight and ducked back into the theater, stopping in front at the middle of the screen. There was a two foot ledge in front of the screen and I scampered unto it, spread my legs wide, then spread my wet lips open and fed my hungry cunt the big maglite. "Oh it's so cold in my little pussy, aahhhww, it's spreading me and going in so deep... ooooowww, I'm being such a stupid slut. Will someone please help me cum? I need it so bad! Just fuck me, I want to feel you touch me and use me. I want to feel alive knowing I'm turning you on!" I moaned loudly, as I took all of the flashlight I could force into me greedy pussy.

One of the attendants was ready and I could feel him pushing his dick against my butthole. "Fuck, I never thought I'd lose my virginity to Michelle's older sister, especially trying to stuff my dick up her tight asshole after she'd crammed a god damn flashlight up her cunt in the front of the movie theater I work at. I don't care if I'm banned from coming here for the rest of my life, this is so fucking worth it!"

I was mortified and aroused by this little discovery, in a way I'd have never dreamed possible. One of my little sister's friends was losing his cherry, fucking me in the ass, while the light from the projector flickered on me, illuminating, for everyone to see, my descent into depravity. He'd made it into my ass, but just barely as he began to violently heave and shake, as his dick pumped jet after jet of cum inside me. It was raw, embarrassing, primal and the most explosive trigger I'd ever have set off my own orgasm.

"Holy shit! I can feel your asshole clinch around my dick and spasm, and it's moving the flashlight, too! Are you cumming?" my novice stud asked naively.

"Yes, god, yes! Your fucking load made me cum all over your virgin dick, while everyone watched! Ohhhhh, god that was good! I want more!" I exhaled in bliss, realizing both my legs were shaking in the air. I couldn't see towards the projector, but I knew there were about five other people in the theater before we began messing around.

I could see silhouettes moving in the beam of the projector and I looked to the side. One attendant had dropped his pants and was openly jacking off next to me, the last one was rubbing his dick through his pants and Brandon was standing in his tanktop with a mostly erect dick grasped firmly in one stroking hand, while he cradled his balls in the other.

"Wanna fuck me in the ass and demean me some more while everyone watches?" I asked hopping down from the ledge. I went down onto my hands and knees. The floor was cold, sticky and greasy like most theaters feel as you walk to your seat. I felt my nipples tighten up as they came in contact with that filth, until I mashed my breasts, shoulders then one side of my face into the grime, while reaching back and spreading my cheeks for his easy plunder.

Brandon spit in his hand, coating the end of his dick in saliva then pushed his rod down between his legs before raising one leg above my back, and impaling me up my butt, with one foot resting on my head. I felt like a complete fuck toy, dehumanized, objectified, tread upon like the discarded candy boxes, spilled soda and trash, but utterly sated and complete as I orgasmed again in that defiled state. He pulled the flashlight out and shoved four fingers in my slit, plying my g-spot adroitly, while thumbing my clit. "Oh shit, I didn't think I'd cum, but you're such a dirty sexy submissive slut..." He mumbled as he pulled out with splashes of cum falling in and around my gaping hole.

I was pulled up off the floor, by a man, although I didn't get to see his face before he crammed his dick into my almost ready mouth. Roughly, he fucked me, hard pulling my hair forcing himself in deeper than I was ready to take, but cumming quickly enough that I didn't have time to panic.

Brandon said he wanted to see me taken airtight and nudged me to the ledge where the original attendant was lying. He had a nice longer dick pointing maybe 45% up, with an impressive curve. I climbed up naked and mounted him, awash in the wonderful feeling of having a fourth cock inside me within about an hour. My sister's classmate, knelt down in front of me and smugly stated, "Open," and he slid his dick into my mouth, while telling everyone, "Oh this is a great day! I lost my virginity, fucked this girl up the ass, naked, where I work and now she's sucking my dick!" It should have made me feel bad, and later I knew I'd worry and second guess my behavior, but in the heat of the moment, fucking one guy underneath me and sucking a cock, that had, unknown to everyone else, taken my anal virginity made me feel sexy, powerful, and on top of the world. Then I felt hands on my hips, and a big knob up against my back door.

"Oh god, yes! Fuck! Fill me up!" I thought unable to speak with the dick in my mouth and the sensations everywhere in my body. I felt his legs against my hips, then the pressure as his big dick sought shelter deep inside my body. It was so overwhelming and dehumanizing. To the side I could make out others from the theater masturbating to my abuse. Consensual, yes, but abuse none the less. I was pounded, physically by three angry dicks trying to release all their fluids into my greedy holes. Verbally, I could hear the others to the side deriding how easy I was to fuck and use. "It aint right!" is what stuck with me, mentally beating the bodily sensations back and knowing I shouldn't be taking the risks, as the euphoria swept over my mental dissent drowning it, in the orgasm which had me shaking as my three assailants turned allies unloaded almost simultaneous spurts of jizz. With that onslaught, all my worries of the world were gone.

The guys disengaged and I dismounted the stud beneath me, rolling off the ledge, but unable to stand, so I lay down on the grimy floor accepting how trashy I'd behaved, only to have several of the spectators cum on my face, and grope my exhausted body, with no one to check their prurient interests. The flashlight was shoved inside me again and all I could do was make room so it was less uncomfortable.

I was spent, but we were told new patrons would be coming into the theater any minute. The guys took me to the projector room, naked. I woke hours later. Brandon and my sister's classmate were there. At first, I felt embarrassed and didn't want to meet their gazes, but curiosity got the better of me. "Hey, how ya doin'?" he grinned. In better light, I realized he was actually very good looking and turns out pretty tall. I wouldn't have guessed he was younger than me. Brandon was sweet, telling me they did the best they could dressing me. We left the room and went out a back exit. It had rained, the temperature must have dropped 30 degrees into the mid seventies. It smelled clean. I felt redeemed.

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