Chapter 58[r18]
Lily was completely lost in ecstasy, her beautiful eyes half-closed and her cherry lips parted just enough to let out soft gasps. A rosy glow flushed across her cheeks.
In the flickering light and shadow of the theater screen, Lily’s fair skin glistened with sweat. She seemed to forget where she was, moaning with pleasure, even performing for the audience in front, twisting her proud, fair breasts.
At the same time, Lily reached back with one hand, gently stroking Logan’s short, thick thighs, teasing the sensitive inner side of his legs. Even as Logan’s cock pounded her small pussy, she lightly rubbed his hanging balls, grabbing his wet, slippery cock, guiding and stroking it to make his thrusts more stimulating, accurate, and forceful.
Such an extremely hot and lewd live show made both Steven and me outside the door dry-mouthed, and the few audience members inside were furiously jerking off, whistling as if they were enjoying a show.
"Lily! My sweetie! Finally," Logan couldn’t resist Lily’s endless seductive teasing and stimulation any longer. He grabbed Lily’s slender waist tightly, his cock buried deep in her dripping pussy, and released a thick load of cum.
"Honey! You came! It’s so hot!" Lily’s pale body trembled uncontrollably, spasming with pleasure. Her slender waist twisted passionately in Logan’s arms, squeezing every drop of cum from his hot cock. She was greedily enjoying the waves of numbness, pain, and irresistible pleasure brought by the hard cock ejaculating and twitching inside her tender pussy!
Meanwhile, Steven and I both let out these low growls right outside the door. We were rubbing ourselves and ended up shooting our loads all over the safety door, making these soft, almost pathetic sounds.
After we got our twisted kicks, we just slumped against the wall, panting like we’d run a marathon, and then slid down to sit. I figured those five or six other guys watching Lily were probably getting off too. I felt this weird mix of sadness and exhaustion, but also a strange kind of satisfaction, like my heart was drowning in post-orgasmic bliss.
"Man, that was something else. If I could marry that young, hot piece and screw her every day, that’d be the dream," Steven said, sounding all bitter. His big, overweight body was leaning against the wall, his fat belly squishing down on his own legs, covering his limp, hairy junk like a deflated balloon.