Suddenly the cock in her mouth spurted a stream of sticky cum down her thoat, she choked on it, coughing and spluttering, the old man’s dick popped from her mouth and launched the rest of it’s juice into her gasping face. With one hand around the base of his cock the old guy squeezed the last of his cum out and wiped it clean in Lotty’s hair.
“aaah… aaaaaaah… aaaaaargh…” the black guy moaned behind her, his cock suddenly feeling even more slippery inside her and she knew he was cumming at last. Though he slowed down a bit, he kept fucking her, sliding his long slippery cock almost all the way out before plunging it back inside, delivering his cum again and again, her slutty little hole making wet slurping sounds as it took all his juice. He grabbed her arms, pulling her back off the seat, onto her feet and upright. Still impaled on his huge cock her heels not tall enough Lotty, half dangled half on tiptoes, was held in place by her arms and turned to face the audience.
Panting and whimpering, gasping for air, her body trembling, Lotty looked at the three men before her. Clamped against the black guys chest, his huge cock buried in her hot pink ass, her hot pink dress pulled up and dragged down, along with her little bra, to her waist. The little old man, the guy from the second row and Mr Parkes all stood watching her. The phone was still on his hand, recording every moment of her disgrace.
The little old guy stepped forward, moving closer along the row of seats in beside her, then he reach up and slapped her stiff clit hard, making Lotty squeal and her clit wobble from side to side. He slapped it again and again, then grabbed her little round sack and pulled it. Lotty whimpered and squirmed in the black guys arms, but he held her firmly in place on his cock. The third guy moved to the other side of her, standing on the row above he looked down at her, then grabbed her hair and pulled her head back and to one side. Lotty looked up at his face, she could feel the old man’s cum on her nose and cheeks. She could hear the black guys heavy breathing in her ear.
“You filthy little slut,” the guy said holding her by the hair, “you think it’s your turn to cum now?” Lotty whimpered as the old man slapped her clit again. “you think you deserve it?” The guy continued, still holding onto her soft hair, gripping it tight in one hand, his other hand slid across her chest up to her neck and squeezed “I think you should beg for it.” He demanded. Lotty opened her mouth, gasping for air.
“P… P… Please,” she stammered, whimpering as her clit and sack were slapped again.
“Beg your Daddy little slut, maybe he thinks you’ve earned it.”
“Please… please Daddy,” Lotty gasped.
“Louder,” the man demanded, releasing his grip on her throat and moving his hand down her chest again.
“Please Daddy, can I cum.” Lotty wailed as he gripped her nipple between his thumb and forefinger, twisting and pulling on it hard. Again and again he pinched and twisted her stiff dark nipples, making her gasp and squirm. “Please Daddy,” she called out looking up at the ceiling, “please can I cum.”
“OK” she heard Jonny say, “she’s earned it.” a hand gripped her smooth stiff clit and began rubbing it roughly. Strong fingers tortured and teased her dark sensitive nipples, flicking them, twisting and pulling as she squirmed.
“aaaah… aaaaah… aaaaaahhh.” Lotty panted, her orgasm rising quickly.
“That’s right little sissy bitch,” the black guy hissed into her ear, “cum for daddy.” Lotty looked down, Jonny was stood right in front of her, his phone held low looking up, recording her torture. Lotty wailed as her orgasm filled her trembling body, wriggling and squirming on the cock inside her. The old man gripped her clit as it throbbed and pulsed.
“uuuuurgh yeah, squeeze my cock bitch.” the black guy whispered, Lotty’s ass clenching with every wave of her orgasm as it washed over her. Her tense body finally drained of energy at last fell limp and the black guy released her. His long floppy cock slithered from her cum filled hole as she slumped to her knees on the floor between the seats. Her hair was pulled gripped again, her head turned to face the black guy, and his long black, now soft, cum covered dick was pushed into her lipstick smeared mouth. As she sucked his cock clean the old guy leaned over the chairs in front. In his hand was Lotty’s own cum, he ran his hand through her hair, cleaning her juice off his palm.
Lotty stayed down on the floor, unable to move, her tired body trembling as the black guy pulled his satisfied cock from her mouth, put himself away and stepped over her to join the other men on the stairs. She could hear them talking about her, saying how good she was, how hot she was, and how lucky Jonny was. Eventually Jonny walked over to her, he bent down and picked up the little white satin panties from the floor nearby, putting them into his pocket. He took her hands and pulled her off the floor onto her feet. Walking her unsteadily onto the steps between the seats where the three men stood around her.
“Thanks bitch.” the black guy said, smacking Lotty’s bare ass playfully as she went by. “yeah, thanks.” the others said as she tugged her bra back into position over her sore chest and tingling nipples. Then adjusted the dress on her shoulders and pulled it down her thighs over her bright red ass and little dangling clit.
“No, thank you gentlemen.” Jonny said and turned to lotty, “Thank the nice men Lotty,”
“Thank you,” lotty said quietly, Jonny took her hand and led her from the room. She stumled on the stairs, her shaky legs and the high heels making things difficult. Jonny caught her and she looked him in the eye. Just then, she hated him for what he was doing to her. She thought it was because he made her do these things. But really it was because he was showing her that she wanted it, and that made her feel guilty and dirty.
“You bastard.” Lotty hissed into his face. The smug grin slid from Mr Parkes’ face for just a moment, replaced by an angry look that scared Lotty. She remembered she was still relying on him and he could abandon her her at any moment. She couldn’t hold his stare and dropped her eyes to the floor.
“Sorry,” she whispered.
“You loved it,” he said loudly, flipping back to playful Jonny in an instant, “and if you disrespect me again you will regret I,” he declared casually, and set off down the stairs again. Lotty knew this was no idle threat and though he said it so easily, Jonny really meant it. They walked quickly through the shop and back out onto the street. The cold night air made Lottys tired sweaty body tingle. She became acutely aware of the wind up her dress, a cold wet sensation between her cheeks and inner thighs. She wiped her face with her hand, remembering she still had a strangers cum on her.
“Are we going home now?” Lotty asked, feeling tired and overwhelmed, she wanted to cry.
“Your not getting in my car like that,” Jonny said with disdain, looking her up and down and pulling a face, “lets get you cleaned up.” They walked around a corner and Lotty saw the bar they had been in earlier in the distance on the other side of the road. The pavement ahead was blocked, a large crowd of people stood inline waiting to get into a nightclub. Jonny led Lotty between parked cars out into the street to get past the crowd. She looked up as the went by, straight into the piercing blue eyes of the lad who had been so nice to her earlier. He stared at her, a look of shock and confusion on his face, and she turned away. The bar was quieter now, most patrons had moved on to a club to party the rest of the night away. They walked through the bar, the music had stopped, they were preparing to close. Lotty’s heels made a loud tap tap tap noise as she crossed the hardwood floor to the ladies.