The action was getting really intense, the plumber had the biggest cock I had seen so far - and was taking the wife doggy-style, she was moaning and crying, and I was already getting terribly wet. My thighs pressed together, I was feeling the heat building up, when someone sat two seats away from me. Sitting in the back row, I was annoyed. I looked at the man in the blue light, he seemed very handsome and young, long hair, long shirt over his jeans. He was absorbed by the movie.
I had discreetly unbuttoned the front of my dress and was getting inside my underpants. My fingers were doing their job perfectly and my nipples rubbing against the dress’s light fabric. My attention was suddenly drawn to my neighbor. He was slowly opening his zipper and even in the dim light, I could see the tip of his cock shimmer in his hand. Wow! This got me almost to the point of no return. I moved my body towards him so that I could see the movie as well as him simultaneously, getting off. He must have noticed my movement from the corner of his eye since he suddenly looked in my direction. I noticed how startled he was for he immediately stopped moving, his eyes fixed on me, his mouth open in astonishment. My hand was still moving between my legs, I was however on the alert waiting for his reaction. A large smile soon appeared on his lips, he shifted towards me so that we would almost face each other.
At that time, the wife was cuming and her husband had joined in the action, seemingly aroused at the sight of his wife being fucked by someone else. They engaged in a threesome, which set my imagination on fire. I opened my thighs wide enough so that he could enjoy every little detail. His hand worked faster, we stared at one another. We were in our own little bubble, playing our own little game, a duet for four hands. I could feel his aggressive sensuality entirely focused on me, which turned me on even more. I opened the top of my dress for him to see how hard my nipples were, wetting my swollen lips and licking my fingers, I cupped my breast with my left hand, circled each nipple with my wet thumb and index. I pinched them hard. He had opened his shirt, I could see his perfectly chiselled body down to his hips. I, in turn, offered him my almost complete nudity.
The wife was now straddling the plumber while the husband penetrated her from behind. I had to constantly watch my moaning. Mr. Handsome saw me closing my eyes. I heard him groaning softly. I could feel him inside of me, filling me completely as my fingers went deeper and deeper, slick, my muscles contracting, I could almost feel Twin in my ass. This was so intense that my eyes and my mouth opened wide. I was consumed by an incredibly powerful orgasm, shivering in the dim light. A few seconds later, Mr. Handsome jerked on his seat, a silent cry on his lips, his cock throbbing and squirting. The film was almost over; I had quickly rearranged myself and rushed out of the theatre, not wanting to be noticed by any of the other men. Once in the street, out of curiosity, I quickly glanced over my shoulder and saw Mr. Handsome giving me a thumb up in the distance.
Our steps echoed in the dark. His torchlight did not light much, but it was an incredibly eerie sight. In the middle section were a series of arches that looked like a tunnel without walls, but on the sideways, in the galleries lined with windows and loopholes, dozens of very ancient-looking, eroded statues covered with dust, bird feathers and pigeon droppings were erratically scattered all over the place. Some birds were flapping and hooting in the distance. Something brushed past my hair, I was startled. “Don’t panic, it’s only bats”. “Did I tell you I was a vampire?” a sardonic smile appeared on his lips. He grabbed my arm and made me swirl, our bodies met in a slap. He pulled my hair back, bending me over. His lips were sucking on my neck, it gave me the chills. I needed air. Someone was staring at me with empty eyes, eyes watching eternity, almost dead eyes if it was not for the soft smile on her stone lips, she was beautiful. He was sucking and biting my neck. I suddenly felt dizzy. All these shapes in the dark, like frozen lives that would soon crumble into oblivion, curvaceous shapes that sang silent songs, I could almost hear them. Some shone in the dim light, subtle shades of grey and black, gusts of wind swayed past them, raising swirls of dust and feathers. I pushed him away. My nipples hard, I took his hand and guided it inside my cleavage, around my breasts, his other hand went down my belly under my skirt. I closed my eyes. He managed to get into my wetness and rubbed it. My hands unzipped him and felt his oozing hardness. I stretched my arms until I landed against one of the arches where I found a steel ring high up, I hung onto this ring. The torch light rolled on the floor. They were watching us as he pushed me against the wall, lifted my skirt, and made my back arch until it almost hurt. I turned my head to meet his lips, kissed him wildly, gasping. His hands wandered between my legs, split my lips open. His shaft was rubbing against my already dripping pussy. I could feel my clit swelling and throbbing. I arched my back even further so that his cock could slide inside me. We both gasped as my pussy took him in in one thrust. I was on my tip-toes, my legs shaking and my hips moved back and forth, my hands still clinging to the ring. I slowly started to wail as if he was still sucking my blood. I could hear his breathing in my neck, like a wounded animal, he joined me in my crying, the echo answering, multiplying the sounds that rose like a prayer in a cathedral. The shapes around us were flickering in the faint light, I could swear they had started moving, but was absorbed by our own shapes moving in the dark and the wailing that turned into a complaint. Suddenly, out of my throat came the cry of a dying animal and he joined me, our bodies shaking in ecstasy.
