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A Night at the Theatre

Date: 4/19/2016, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Black, Erotica, Exhibitionism, Oral Sex, Prostitution, Author: mrcomfy, Rating: 92.3, Source: sexstories.com

sucked harder at his beautiful cock, tried to take the thick length deeper into my throat as his fingers tightened in my hair and his thrusting increased in vigour. Suddenly his cock seemed to thicken and he gasped as if in pain, forcing himself still deeper into my mouth and throat as he erupted. Quickly he pulled out a little so that the long strings of his hot, thick cum shot into my hungry mouth. I tried to swallow it all but there was so much, coming so fast, and my mouth was so full of his huge cock, that some of that precious fluid spilled out at the corners of my mouth, running down my chin, dripping onto my cleavage. “You are amazing,” Mr Johnson whispered as I cleaned his softening length with long, slow licks. “Thanks, honey.” “Thank you , Sir,” I whispered back with an impish grin, and kissed the wilting head that had fucked my throat so determinedly. “I just had to have you. Couldn’t wait. But don’t worry – I will keep it up for the rest of the night.” The rest of the night? I wondered what he had in mind. I wiped the cum from my chin with a finger and sucked it off with a quiet moan of pleasure. I started to scoop up his cum from my cleavage but he stopped me. “Wait!” he whispered, staring smugly at my cum-stained breasts. “Leave it there.” “But I…” “I want everybody to see it,” he added. “I want everybody to know you’re my slut.” He was asking a lot! I hoped to God I didn’t meet anyone I knew. “Well, that’s true, Sir,” I said at last. “At least for tonight.” ... I could see he swallowed a hard one. He nodded. “For tonight.” * We didn’t meet anyone I knew, but I caught lots of people staring at my breasts as we walked through the crowd and out of the theatre. It was fun seeing their puzzled expressions turn to surprise, then to shock. They flinched away, ignoring me until my back was to them and they could openly whisper to their friends. “Did you see…?” I was a slut. A card-carrying, cum-eating slut. And proud of it. Mr Johnson helped me into the limousine, and while I settled into the seat at the back he talked with the driver. I couldn’t hear what they were talking about, and still hadn’t actually seen the driver. Not that I cared. I looked round the inside of the car, wondering what would happen next, tingling with delicious anticipation. “How did you like this night so far?” Mr Johnson asked, sitting down beside me a minute later. The engine had started and we were driving slowly. “I really enjoyed it, Sir,” I said. “The play was really… interesting.” “It certainly was,” he said, chuckling. His finger traced around the cum on my breasts. “I enjoyed it as well.” “I got some very curious looks on our way out, Sir.” “I saw,” he said, a proud grin stretched across his face. “And I’m really glad they saw it,” he answered. “It felt like…” “I’m your bitch?” “Yeah,” he said with a laugh. “What about” – his eyes drifted down to my ass – “my little present?” “Little?” I giggled. “I’m not a butt plug virgin, Sir, but this was huge! I could ...