“Do you want to lick another woman’s cunt, whore?”
“I think I do, Daddy,” I gasped. “Does that make me even more of a sinner?”
“Yes.”
His hand squeezed.
“Oh, Daddy,” I gasped, my face contorting and my orgasm burst through me.
My pussy convulsed on my fingers. Hot waves of bliss shot through me. My gasps echoed through the theater as I trembled. Hot, wonderful pleasure billowed out of my cunt. It was so sensual and blissful. My eyes rolled back in my head. I shuddered and shivered and shook.
My eyes were locked on the screen. The woman on bottom was orgasming, too. The lady on top had her face buried into the cumming woman’s snatch, lapping up her juices. I bet they tasted wonderful. I ripped my fingers from my pussy and sucked them into my mouth while I frigged my pussy with the other.
I needed to cum more.
I savored the tart flavors as my eyes were locked on the screen. Daddy kept stroking my thigh as I worked myself towards another orgasm. The man pulled out of the woman on top’s cunt and both women moved, pressing their faces together.
He came on them, painting both their faces. And then they turned and licked each other clean. “Oh, Lord, that’s sinful,” I gasped, shuddering, imagining what it would be like to taste Daddy’s jizz on another woman’s face. “Oh, Daddy. Oh, yes.”
“Are you going to cum again, little girl?” a husky voice asked from my right.
I gasped, seeing a man jerking his cock sitting two seats down from me. He stared right at me as I rubbed my pussy. His eyes hungry, his dick hard. I groaned, my pussy clenching on my fingers. He was watching me.
“Yes,” I gasped, my head arching.
“What a tasty whore,” another man said.
“Cum, whore,” a third said.
I gasped. The men in the theaters had gathered about me, watching me frig my cunt. I shuddered and felt so wicked. I threw my legs up high and planted them on the backs of the chairs before me. I rubbed my fingers so deep into my pussy. I switched hands, plunging the fingers from my right back in so I could savor the flavor staining the fingers of my left.
“Shit,” the man two seats down grunted and then his cum erupted, painting the back of the chair.
Which was such a waste.
“Yes, yes, cum watching me rub my cunt,” I moaned.
“You are such a sinful whore,” Daddy growled, clutching my leg possessively.
“I am!” My pussy convulsed on my fingers. Pleasure exploded inside of me. “I am a sinful preacher’s daughter! I’m cumming so hard! Yes, yes, yes, yes!”
My chair creaked as I thrashed. My second orgasm boiled through my body. I gasped and moaned, my pussy convulsing about my fingers. My eyes rolled back in my head. I whipped my blonde hair around as I shuddered. My breasts strained my bra. They were large and round and I wish they were bare so all the guys could see how lovely they were.
My orgasm peaked. Men groaned around me. A few applauded while others called me such vile names. I groaned at each one as I slumped into my chair, breathing heavily. The applause grew louder. I drank it in as I pulled my sticky fingers out of my mouth.
And sucked them into my mouth. I loved how I tasted. I wanted to find out if other women tasted just as good.
And then Daddy stood up. He seized my arm and yanked me to my feet. “Daddy,” I gasped in shock as he led me to the aisle. “What’s wrong, Daddy?”
“My daughter is a whore,” he growled. “And she needs to be taken into the bathroom and fucked!”
“Oh, yes, Daddy,” I groaned in utter delight.
“Daddy?” one guy said.
“Holy shit, is she really his daughter?”
“Fuck, that’s hot.”
“The bathroom. Use the last stall, man. She’ll enjoy it. Slut like that. Oh, yeah.”
“I know,” Daddy said. “The whore’s earning her keep today.”
All these men knew I was about to be fucked by my father. I beamed at them as Daddy dragged me along at a hurried pace. They stood, following, watching, their eyes hungry at my skirt. It swayed about my knees, my bobby socks clinging to my calves. I put a sway to my step and blew them kisses with my free hand.
It was bright in the lobby. I winced and and stumbled after Daddy. He yanked me into the men’s room, the door swinging shut behind us. He marched me to the last stall, just like the others suggested. It appeared twice the size of the others.
I guess more room for fucking.
“Oh, you are just eager for my sinful hole, Daddy,” I purred when we entered the stall. I held up my fingers. “There’s still some juices left.”
I groaned as Daddy sucked my fingers into his mouth. It made me tingle as he savored the flavor of my cunt. Then I pulled them out and kissed him hard. His lips were strong. His hands went around me, gripping my ass, pulling me tight into his bulge.