Let's Go to the Movies

As much as she would have liked to savor the cock in her mouth, a pair of hands gripping her hips distracted her almost immediately. With her hair firmly in the grip one man, she wasn't able to turn and see who the first guy lining his cock up to her pussy was. She was no stranger to double penetration but thanks to the unyielding silicone currently occupying her asshole, the sensations everywhere else were much more intense.

She looked up at the man fucking her mouth and saw him watching the actions of the other man, warning him that sliding into her without at least initially holding the plug in place might force it out completely. Following that, there was pressure against both the plug and the entrance of her pussy, feeling the slow, arduous but delicious stretch that always accompanied the initial penetration. She moaned around the shaft, a moan that was interrupted every time the head reached the back of her throat. The man attached to cock in her pussy advised the rest of the group that they'd need to keep one hand on the plug to fuck her and then also commented on how tight she felt.

A hand from behind rested on her right shoulder and warm skin connected with her ass. She'd never felt so full before. Kitten attempted to relax, knowing full well what was about to happen next. The sensation of fullness began to diminish when the hand on her shoulder suddenly gripped it tightly, the guy using it to propel himself deep inside her again. He hit her cervix that time but despite the punch to her internal organs, she had no where to go. His grip on her shoulder kept her in place and even if it hadn't, it only would send her onto the cock in her mouth even more.

Mouth fucker, as she had named him, finally looked down at her. "Ooof, Jason, you were not wrong. She does look gorgeous with a cock in her mouth...open wide."

She did and he withdrew his cock. The moans that had been suppressed by a full mouth were at last loud and clear.

"Stick out your tongue," he commanded.

She didn't hesitate to present it to him.

He smiled as he aligned the shaft with her tongue, slapping it down on her tongue and lips several times.

"How's your gag reflex?" He teased.

"She doesn't have one," she heard Sir respond from somewhere in the auditorium.

This earned a number of laughs from the men who seemed to take that as a challenge, not least of all the one standing in front of her presently.

"Really? I'd love to see for myself....keep your tongue out."

His thrust his hips slowly, his dick searching for the back of her throat. Before he found it, she took a deep breath, as much as she could being so aggressively filled at both ends. She relaxed the back of her tongue and felt the sting as his cock pressed farther back. She couldn't breathe and he held himself there to test her. He was challenging how much she wanted to be used.

The lack of oxygen and the sensation of balls hitting her clit at a rapid pace was a delicious combination. It crossed her mind the ask Sir about the possibility of fucking her throat until she passed out and how he would feel about continuing to fuck her until she regained consciousness.

A hand grazed her left breast through the dress she still wore. Her eyes, beginning to water from the deprivation of air, darted to her left and saw a man seated and stroking himself as he watched the others take what they wanted.

Mouth Fucker pulled himself out of her throat and released her head. He smiled as she gasped for breath and admitted he was impressed. Her lips felt swollen and she knew her lipstick was a mess, if the stains at the base of his shaft were any indicator. Kitten wondered if she had him close to losing control and smiled back at him, confident he had taken himself to the edge.

But now that her mouth was free, the man pounding her from behind braced her against the seat, adding a burst of force and speed to his penetration. The sound of skin hitting skin echoed through the room, mingled with the encouragement of the men still watching and waiting their turn. The hand that had been on her breast travelled down her stomach, reaching between her legs and immediately finding her clit. He stroked her sensitive nub with pressure and speed that matched the penetration perfectly. She could feel the pressure building just below her stomach and she chased it by pushing back on every thrust she was given. Kitten wanted to explode on this stranger's cock so badly she practically clawed her dress down and away from her breasts, reaching up to play with her own nipples. The familiar tension and heat grew, spreading to the walls of her cunt and she knew she was on the edge of what hopefully would be the first of many orgasms.

The fucking slowed and then stopped all-together. The man, winded and leaning his body into hers, slowly withdrew himself and though suitor number three still rubbed her clit without skipping a beat, the intensity that was quickly bringing her to climax ebbed with excruciating frustration.

"Wooo, not gonna lie, that one almost got me," he announced with a chuckle to the room.

She looked to the man seated next to her and her eyes traveled from his face down to the hand that was still stroking his sock. She loved the way it curved towards his stomach, veins aggressive and but the head shiny and smooth. It wasn't as long as the guy who had just been fucking her but she knew the thickness would more than make up for that.

"You want that inside you, don't you?" He gripped the shaft just under the head and squeezed it in her direction. Kitten watched with glee as precum spilled from tip and nodded enthusiastically. "Then climb on and ride it," he added, moving the armrest up and away, clearing the way for her to mount him.

She smiled and shuffled to her left, placing her hands on his shoulders and straddling his hips. She poised her slit right at the tip of his cock, wanting to watch her lips slowly spread around his girth. Before she could start, he reached for the dress around her waist and pulled it up to remove it from her completely, leaving her absolutely naked with the exception of her heels and the plug still snug in her ass. After tossing the fabric to the side, his hands returned to her body, gripping her hips and pulling her down with an urgency she admired. She could feel herself molding to him and as she hoped, felt the tip of his cock graze her g-spot as she sat all the way down. Her thighs squeezed around him and her grind started slowly but he wasn't interested in taking it slow.

The hips beneath her flexed and pulled back in rapid succession, the hands on her hips holding her in place. Her grip on his shoulders tightened as she wasn't expecting him to start with such intensity and the thickness was something she was still getting used to. That wasn't his concern, however. He was more interested in the tremor that shook her breasts with every thrust. Once she got his rhythm she attempted to match it, bouncing on him and the two meeting with such force that she felt the tension that escaped her before returning with a vengeance. And with the curve of his cock giving her additional stimulation, she knew it wouldn't be long before she soaked his crotch, the seat, and the floor beneath them both.

His thrusting never stopped but his hands couldn't resist reaching up for her nipples, cupping them and pressing them together, smiling at the sight of them from his perspective.

"If I could fuck these tits..." he started.

"Why don't you?" The sound of her voice surprised even her. It sounded deeper and husky, likely as a result of the first guy fucking her throat as hard as he did. But she also sounded more desperate for cock than usual and that idea tickled her.

He seemed surprised that she addressed him and his eyes met hers. His hands traveled to her nipples and caught each one between his thumbs and meat of his forefingers. The moment he squeezed, he also pulled her towards him, destabilizing her and ripping her out of the rhythm she'd established. She winced at the sting and found her face in his where he grinned a very devilish grin.

"Because, pretty girl," he started, adding a sweetness that was not mirrored in his touch or his thrust, "you heard the man. If I fuck your tits, I'm not stopping to cum in your ass through that little toy there." One nipple was released as he paused, cupping his hand around her throat and increasing the pace of his pistoning cock. He tightened the grip on her throat, constricting the blood flow and giving her a lightheaded sensation that paired well the nipple torture and pussy stimulation. "I'd want to shoot my load all over your face and breasts. I want to leave a mess on you, not in you. But that's not the game tonight, right?"

Kitten was lost in the intensity of everything she was being given in that moment that all she could manage was a nod. Her eyes closed, the edge of her control coming up on her very quickly. Her hand gripped his forearm, digging her nails into his skin and her pussy began to contract.

"Fuck yeah. You really are a little fuck toy, aren't you? I can feel that pussy getting tighter. Ride my cock, fuck toy."

It was being called a fuck toy that finally sent her over the edge and the explosion was more than she anticipated. The sounds of screams and moans mingled with the sound of her wetness being invaded repeatedly and aggressively. If not for the fabric of the seat, they likely would have heard her orgasm dripping off his balls and splashing onto the floor.

"Well fuck me, she's a squirter too." He released her throat and breast, pressing her back to watch her climax flow onto him. "God damn, looks like you made me the mess instead." Kitten leaned back and finally looked down at his body. He wasn't wrong and she wasn't sorry for it. He noticed the smile on her face and added, "Under different circumstances, I'd make you lick every drop off me, the chair, and the floor."

Her pussy pulsed at the idea of being so degraded and he laughed feeling her pussy tighten around him.

Still recovering from her orgasm, she only barely registered someone new standing directly behind guy seated under her. The head of his cock, pink and bulbous, came over the back of the seat towards her. He didn't say a word. His hand came forward and he crooked a finger at her, beckoning her down as his cock required her attention. Kitten registered that this was only the fourth cock of the night and there were far more penises in the room she hadn't touched than those she had.

She bent at the waist and opened her lips around cock number 4 and and appreciative groan followed soon after. The curved cock inside her continued to fuck her when she felt a hand on the small of her back.

A deep voice behind her said, "Mind if I join you?"

Number 3 paused his thrusting and pulled her torso onto him, arching her back, while Cock 4 pulled her hair back to get a better look a her mouth getting fucked again. He held her head in place as a new sensation joined her awareness.

Cock 3 told the newer cock he could try but her pussy was still clenching from trying to milk his balls dry. The owner of the new cock laughed and said, "That's never been an issue before."

Kitten felt a new push from outside the opening over vagina, seeking entrance to hole already occupied. She feared having two cocks, especially two as thick and long as the ones she's already been treated with tonight, would tear her in two. She gave no protest as her mouth was being used and her hands were pinned to her side by the man below her. Her anxiety spiked with the first pinpricks of pain but her fear was more excitement at this point. She wanted to be taken to extremes tonight and having her ass filled with two larger than average cocks in her pussy checked that box in a way she couldn't imagine.

"Oh yeah, there she is. I knew a pussy this hungry could take more than one cock at a time." And just as he said that, she could feel a stretch she had only felt that one time Sir fisted her. She'd always wanted him to do it again and maybe this would show him she was more than ready for it. She moaned against the cock in her mouth, out of pleasure but also in feigned concern. She loved pretending she was more innocent than she actually was.

The guy fucking her mouth shushed her and kept thrusting towards her face, not deep enough in her mouth to fuck her throat just yet, but enough to keep her occupied while the other two managed their double penetration. She squealed with every push into her pussy as the first guy had resumed his own fucking with a slower pace. Again, thanks to her position, she was unable to turn and see who was invading her now but who ever it was also took pleasure in pushing the plug further into her ass as his own cock advanced.

"If it were for this little thing," he said, wiggling and twisting the plug inside her, "I'd already be balls deep inside this ass." A hand came down on one cheek and left a sting that made her jump and squeal again. A grunt from behind her accompanied one more sensation of pain and she heard the same man say, "Yeah, there we go."

The attention of all three men had her cumming again in minutes. The feeling of being stretched and fucked with any concern on top of being teased for being the most cock-hungry slut they'd seen had her legs shaking and eyes rolled into the back of her head. At one point the guy in her mouth pulled himself out and told her to scream about how good it felt. He gave her a little slap on the cheek and said, "Use your words."

It seems it was coordinated as the moment she opened her mouth, both men in her pussy began to ram into her with absolute abandon. She'd never screamed like that before and every so often another gentle slap was delivered to her face, telling her to say it and describe how good it felt to be a spit-roasted by 3 men. The only words that came to her in that moment was that she was cumming.

In that moment, both men pulled out of her and she soaked her thighs and the floor again, the tightness created by both cocks and a climaxing pussy evidently too much for them to resist climaxing themselves if they'd tried to ride it out. The guy that had been slapping her also released her and pulled away himself.

Kitten swooned in the bliss of her second, slightly more intense, orgasm. She attempted to stand but almost collapsed on the man still panting beneath her. They caught her, each of them finding her condition entertaining, and guided her to the seats next to them, laying her on her back. She lay there, one hand on her chest feeling her heart crashing against it in excitement. Her eyes closed as she attempted to control her breathing all while enjoying the comments about how properly used and swollen her pussy was looking at that moment.

Then someone said, "I think it's time. Let's get the last part set up so we can get her secured."

The seat shifted and she opened her eyes in time to watch the men who had just been fucking her walk away. She attempted to get up to see where they were going but one of the men passing, one she hadn't encountered before, stopped at her side and held up a hand, wagging a finger in her face.

"No, no, no," he said. "He says it needs to be a surprise."

She looked up at his face, a handsome older black man regarding her with an expectation of obedience. She arched an eye brow and attempted to sit up regardless but he pressed her back down onto the seat.

Over his shoulder he shouted, "She's trying to misbehave. Looks like she's reeeally curious about the third act..."

Someone replied, "Keep her occupied, will you? We just need a few minutes."

He smiled and kneeled in front of the cushion her head lay on, replying in a tone only she could hear. "I think I can manage that."

His cock was the fourth cock she had in her mouth that evening but his wasn't aggressive. He seemed like the kind of man who enjoyed taking things slowly and exerting his power in a more delicate way. He only put the head of his cock in her mouth and told her to swirl her tongue around it, every so often telling her to create a little suction before going back to the tongue teasing. He praised how her tongue felt like silk against his skin and how the thought of fucking her has kept him hard since the moment she stepped into the auditorium.

His words were smooth and she found herself wanting to please him in any way he wanted. Her knees came up and parted, exposing her pussy and motioning to her cunt with her eyes.

He shook his head and added a tutting sound. "You're so naughty. If I move to fuck your pussy, you'll get a glimpse of everything. No, you'll just have to be patient. I'll fuck your pussy soon enough."

Another man approached them from farther down the aisle, holding her discarded dress in his hands. He handed it to the guy in front of her and suggested blindfolding her with it. The last thing she saw was the both of them smiling before the darkness obscured her vision. The cock remained in her mouth but the seat by her feet creaked. She assumed the newer gentleman would climb on top her to fuck her the way the other guy resisted.

Instead, she felt something warm and wet envelop her pussy lips. Her breath stuttered and back arched at the feeling, particularly the swirl of a determined tongue around her clit. The tongue explored every nook and cranny of her folds. The mouth sucked her labia in, attempting to pull every bit of her flavor off her tender skin. She moaned at the sensation, careful not to let the cock between her lips slip away. The idea that a man could watch her get so fucked and used by other men and still want to put his mouth on that same pussy to taste her and give her pleasure melted away any curiosity that lingered about what was coming next. A hand came to her left breast, massaging it tenderly while still pausing to pinch the hardened nipple from time to time.

Kittens hips gyrated against the face of the man between her thighs, his oral skills proving nothing if not thorough. The tip of his tongue would dip inside her before sweeping up and just barely grazing the clit...a move that was driving her closer to cumming on his face. His attention began to focus solely on her clit, the sounds of lapping tongue slowing and becoming silent as his lips sealed around the hood, creating suction to join the flicks of his tongue. The cock in her mouth pulled away. She heard him say watching her body flush and writhe was one of the sexiest things he'd seen. Her own lips parted, the moans increasing in volume as the worship of her pussy continued. A mouth replaced the fingers around her nipple and her pleasure was multiplied. Her hands and fingers clinging to the cushions as she was devoured let go, one reaching for the man sucking at her breast and the other reaching for the man with the magical tongue. At that moment, she felt a finger rim the entrance of her pussy, the tender flesh there reminded her of what still awaited her.

The wave of the orgasm surged without warning and the "Oh god" that erupted from her mouth was undoubtedly heard throughout the building. The wave swept her again and again, the man and his tongue persisting even as she attempted to push him away. His arms wrapped around her thighs, refusing to release her and going as far as lifting her hips off the seats to rob her of any leverage. Even through her thrashing she could feel a second orgasm hit her and she had no choice but to let it ravage every nerve in her body.

She felt her hips fall back to the cushioned seat and her thighs released from his hold. Both disappointed and relieved to be free from the literal tongue lashing, she lay trembling and utterly decimated.

Hands gripped her ankles and pulled her, sliding her across the seats until the hard body of a man wedged himself between her legs. With no hesitation, his cock lined up with and pushed into her still quivering core, renewing every sensation in her body. With her makeshift blindfold in place, she had no idea if it was the man who licked her pussy or someone new. The combination of pain and pleasure, overwhelmed her, she no longer had words. Feral. Feral was the only word that crossed her mind and in that moment her hands and fingers flexed and reached as if to claw the chest of the man thrusting into her. Stronger hands that hers caught her by the wrists and pinned them down, just above her head. She wrapped her legs around him and the reach of his cock was felt even deeper than before. He thrusted hard and held it there, an audible whimper escaping her as he did.