This choice: You can't, not in public! • Go Back...Chapter #9You can't, not in public! by: Linger "I can't," you whisper, trying to pull away. "Not here, there's too many people!"
"Who, those two down near the front? They can't hear us, and they'd never look around." She still has you locked in place, no matter how much you squirm.
"Tiffany, c'mon, let's just watch the movie." You continue in your efforts to pull away, but she has surprising strength to her.
"I thought you said you knew what you were doing?" She asks, a playful tone to her voice. "Don't you know it's customary for the date-ee to put out?"
"Customary to put out...? Tiffany, let me go, I just want to watch the movie with you, you said we were going to hang out!" Your voice is rising as your panic increases.
"Shhh," she hushes you. "Your voice is getting too loud. We wouldn't want those nice people in the front row to turn around, now would we?"
"Tiffany, I-"
Before you can even react, she does some kind of Judo throw, lifting you out of your seat and landing on your knees in front of her. She lets go of your wrist and undoes her belt in one smooth motion allowing her mass of meat to spring free, moving her other hand from your shoulder to your head, and before you can even react, she pushes you face first onto her dick. "There, that should keep you quiet for a while," She says, moving her legs up to lock them in behind your head.
You're completely hidden behind the plushy chair in front of you, obscured from anyone's vision. Hell, even someone on the same row as you would have a hard time picking you out in the dark confines of your new prison. Your entire mouth is filled with her cock, and it's not even all the way inside yet. You can barely hear anything, her thick thighs pressed up against your ears, and you can't even see the screen anymore. Could this situation get any worse?
A tightening pull from her legs, locked around your head, would indicate otherwise. She relaxes just enough to release one of your ears, then whisper's down at you, "Just being in there is nice and all, and I could totally do this the whole time, but lucky for you, I'm feeling generous. If I get off, I'll let you watch the rest of the movie. You've got an hour and half left if you hurry, but I won't make it easy."
What does she want you to do, blow her? Who would do something like that? That's crazy! That's insane! That's... your only way out, you realize, as an imaginary clock starts ticking in your head. You can guess you're probably about halfway down her dick, which means you're going to have to deep throat this sucker if you have any hope of escaping. You roll your eyes to look up at her, but she is engrossed in the film now, not paying the slightest bit of attention to you. This is easily the most bat shit insane situation you have ever been in. There must be some way out!
Before your brilliant mind can start to formulate an plan to extricate yourself, Tiffany readjusts in her chair, sitting slightly lower in the cushion. This slight movement sends her cock straight down your throat, pressing past your tongue and pointing itself directly down towards your stomach. You have to fight your gag reflex as she looks down expectantly at you. indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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