Chapter 11
My insatiable craving for cock led me to survey the audience and I knew I would have no trouble finding someone in that horny mob to satisfy my craving.
I slid off my chair in the slickness of the pussy juice I had deposited all over the place. I crawled on my hands and knees looking for fresh cock, my cunt blazing between my thighs.
After crawling a few inches, my fingers touched the legs of a chair. Through the din of the excited audience, suddenly my ears could pick out the specific moaning of two people-a man and a woman.
"Oooooh, your cock is so hard," I could hear her sigh. "My fingers can't even go all the way around it."
"But it'll go all the way into your cunt-all ten inches," the gay said. "All you have to do is crawl up on my lap and spread your legs."
"Okay," she giggled. "But you'll have to get your hand out of my pussy so I can take off my panties."
I edged up closer, my snatch absolutely foaming from the wanton conversation. As I did so, my eyes caught a glimpse of the screen. The leading lady was with someone new, this time cruising down the highway in a pick-up truck. When the camera zoomed in for a close-up, her hand could be seen reaching inside the driver's bulging fly and emerging with a big, stiff dick.
"Can I suck you off while you're driving?" she asked sweetly.
The driver was too stunned to speak. Ignoring him she went down on him, easing her mouth all the way down on his prick until she was nibbling against his balls. As she sucked, the pick-up started weaving around the road like the driver was drunk. The audience howled with laughter.
That is, all of the audience but two. Above me, the man and woman on whom I was spying were too turned on by each other to pay any attention to a movie. Especially when they had something better going on.
"What's taking you so long?" the man asked, the impatience to fuck straining his voice.
"I'm having a hard time getting my panties off," she giggled. "They're soaking wet. They keep sticking to my cunt."
Straining to listen, I swore I could actually hear her panties peeling moistly off her crotch.
Closing my eyes, I imagined a scene that was an even bigger turn-on than the movie. The wet panties were sliding from the woman's pussy. Finally, her cunt was fully exposed, a sopping knot of curly hair and pulsing lips. I thought I could smell her pussy scent.
Suddenly reality became a part of fantasy. Hurled from above, her sodden panties landed wetly across my face. My whole body twitched in excitement from knowing her pussy was out in the open, drooling to be fucked.
The soggy panties slipped over my nose and mouth. They reeked with the pungency of aroused femininity. The more I inhaled their musky fragrance, the homier I got. The rank odor of sex sent my senses into a boiling frenzy.
On the screen the heroine was furiously going up and down on the driver's hard-on while the pick-up careened down the highway. The smile on her face told everyone in the excited crowd that she was about to receive a mouthful of cum. The audience couldn't wait.
And I couldn't wait down here on the floor anymore. When I heard the girl above say, "Okay, I'm ready to fuck," I realized that she was no more ready than I. My cunt was on fire.
I wasted no time. Guessing in the dark, I came up between their chairs so the man would think I was his girl friend climbing on top of him. Slithering up him, I threw my leg over him and hoisted myself up on top of him before I started to lower my naked haunches toward his lap.
Immediately I could feel the head of his prick nibbing against my cunt. Thrills shot through my body as I eased slowly down, getting a good grip on his tool with my pussy lips.
His hips shot upward, striving to push his cock all the way inside me. I naturally helped him, driving my pelvis toward his groin, swallowing his dick with my starving pussy.
In the dark he had no way of knowing I wasn't his girl friend. "Oh, God, your pussy is tight tonight, Brenda," he said appreciatively. "It's never wrapped around my cock so hard before. I think I'm ready to come already."
"What in the hell are you talking about, Walter?" the suddenly angry voice of Brenda hissed in my ear. "I'm still sitting over here."
"Then who is this I'm fucking?" he blurted.
"Just your friendly librarian," I cooed.
They both started sputtering, but before matters could get out of control I made everything instantly all right. A quick hand between Brenda's thighs and two fingers up her wet pussy transformed her anger and confusion into a long, throaty moan of immediate pleasure. Swiveling my hips did the same thing for Walter, sending his cock twisting up my cunt like a corkscrew.
"Mmmmmmm, that feels sooo gooooood," Brenda sighed. "But I'm still going to need a cock up my cunt. What's the library have for that?"
"Try whoever is sitting next to you," I suggested.
"Hey, mister," I heard her say while I finger-fucked her, "how'd you like to screw me?"
"How would I like to screw you?" somebody said incredulously. "Jesus-feel this!"
"Oh, my God, Walter," Brenda gushed, "his cock is even bigger than yours!"
"Then fuck it," Walter said enthusiastically while he continued with his own fucking.
Walter's prick was like a stick of dynamite with the fuse burning in my pussy, just waiting to explode. The blasting cap was my cunt, constricting and tightening by the second until the friction on his surging cock was maddening. Despite the mass of pussy juice swamping my box, my cunt walls were so tight they were rubbing his dick raw.
Bouncing in the air from the ride of the incredible sitting fuck Walter was throwing into me, I looked over my shoulder at the screen for even more stimulus. In the movie the actress had suddenly obtained a mouthful of cum. There was so much of the stuff it looked like she had swallowed some detergent. The foam cascaded out, covering her face as the driver of the pick-up spurted his creamy load into her grinning face.
Her hand swiped a load of fresh jizz from her lips and then plunged between her spread legs. As usual, her shorts were off, exposing her beautiful cunt. Taking a blob of creamy semen in her fingers, she rubbed it into her pussy. Sperm blotched her pubic hair, turning patches of it snow-white. Her cunt lips glistened with the shiny cum she massaged into them.
Brenda's pussy had pulled away from me moments before in search of a cock in the dark. Now, as I found the cock again, I realized her search had been successful. Her tight wetness was split by a throbbing column, being fucked to the hilt by the prick of the stranger who'd been sitting next to her.
The feel of a strange cock engorging an unknown cunt was an incredible turn-on for me. The very impersonality of it made it all that much more exciting. The fact that Walter could have been Fred or Sidney or Horace, or anyone else", made me come as much as the actual cock splitting cunt.
"Come," I cried. "Fill my cunt with your cum!"
My voice was loud and anyone could have heard it. However, there was no chance of embarrassing myself because the audience was in a frenzy from the movie. God only knew, how many of them were playing with themselves or each other in the darkness.
Walter did his best to fulfill my demand, lurching inside of me until I was sure his cock-head would come out my throat. Then, suddenly, he exploded, instantaneously filling my pussy with an ocean of scalding cum.
"That's right... that's right!" I gasped. "Keep shooting. Keep filling my pussy with your hot cum. Make it run down my legs."
As sperm filled my pussy cavity and I shuddered from coming, I heard Brenda demanding the same treatment from her partner. "Come... come, whoever you are," she hissed. "I want cum. I want my cunt full of it!"
"Ooooooh," the guy bellowed, "here it comes! Watch out!"
"Unnnhhhh," Brenda groaned as his dick shot up an extra inch in her fuck-canal.
My fingers, spread over their organs, suddenly felt the hot stickiness of his sperm leaking out the sides of her pussy lips. He was engorging her with cum, so much that no cunt in the world could hold it all. It slid out of her box and onto my fingers. In an instant it had drenched me all the way to my wrist. Reaching down and squeezing his balls, I agitated for even more.
Meanwhile, Walter's cock was just beginning to stop spurting. But it would stay hard and keep dribbling as long as I could keep it up my pussy with my fuck-muscles tightened around it. Grinding down on him, I refused to let him go. I was determined to keep his prick up me until I stopped coming.
Beside me, Brenda was grooving in the slosh of her own cum-drenched cunt. She reveled in the extra outpouring caused by my previous ball-squeezing. The slurping of her pussy punctuated the roar of the crowd, flinging excess sperm so that it splattered against my arm.
Over my shoulder, I could see that on the screen the heroine had managed to corral another cock in her mouth. And then, as the camera moved back, it became evident she had more than one cock.
A nude man with tattoos running down his arms fucked her from the rear. When the camera moved in for a tight close-up, every detail of his pink shaft splitting her hairy, wet pussy was visible. When he came, the jizz gurgled from the edges of her labia as though her cunt were a volcano.
In her mouth, the other cock erupted, instantly bathing her with semen.
Cum seemed to be everywhere, splashing around the basement like wet paint.
When the light suddenly came on, I saw how right I was. At least thirty cocks were in clear sight, most of them glistening with just-shot loads of fresh, steaming jizz. A minimum of ten girls looked up with glistening smears of just-swallowed male-wads, cum trickling down their pretty faces. Four couples around us were openly fucking, at least one doing it in the ass. The sweeping panorama of raw sex was incredible.
But even more incredible was who was standing in the doorway with his hand on the lightswitch-Mr. Smiley!
When Miss Greenstalk joined him seconds later, I fainted from shock, the cock sliding out of my wet cunt as I fell unconscious to the floor.