Hot Nights In Copenhagen
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As she sat in the dimly lit, but not quite dark yet movie-house, Sherri saw the older man sitting in the row in front of her turn his head around and look back at her. It was easy to see where his gaze was directed. He was staring intently at her partially open knees and she was certain he had a bird’s eye view of her uncovered pussy and anal openings because the only clean pair of panties she had left were the Valentine’s gift of crotch-less panties given to her by the gang at work that liked to tease her about her sometimes not wearing any panties at all.
The two strange men on both sides were in contact with her thighs all the way from her bare knees to her hips with no partition between the seats in the tightly packed hall that looked like it was standing room only except they didn’t allow anyone to stand in the aisles.
Her vaginal slit was still quite damp from the tall dark-skinned man that had taken advantage of her on the bus. It had been a shameful experience but at least the fellow had done his best to hide his avarice from the casual onlooker. It was not at all like the poor schoolgirl at the back of the bus that had a pair of humpers doing her at both ends like she was a piece of meat in a butcher shop and not hiding any of their shocking disregard for her personal space on the crowded bus.
The man on her left was bearded and she hated the thought of his face between her legs rubbing his scratchy hair all over her sensitive pussy and private areas which she usually kept absolutely free of all hair. Of course, she had to go to the spa for the treatments but the woman that took care of her gave her a nice lick to go along with the treatment and she loved the feeling of the soft female tongue down there where her hair was shaved right down to the skin and she was as smooth as a baby’s ass. The thought reminded her of the German wine she loved so much called “Baby’s bare ass” only it was in German and not in English.
She hoped the older man in front didn’t see any cream pie on her slit because she knew she was still leaking when she came in and sat down in the seat. Sherri realized she should have stopped in the ladies room on the way in but she wanted to get to her seat while the lights were still on. She really hated crawling over strange men’s legs in the dark and feeling their fumbling fingers on her legs like little crawling insects.
Just then, the lights went down real low and the curtain started to open and the screen was revealed stretching all the way from the ceiling to the floor. She realized that the two guys on either side were friends because one of them reached across to hand the other one a bar of candy that they must have purchased outside the theater to get a lower price.
It was then that she noticed the other guy had a huge erection and that he must have been zeroing in on her bare leg pressed to his leg like they were lovers on a date and now the theater was completely dark and she could only see the faint outline of his cock in the light of the red exit sign on the side door right across the aisle.
Sherri felt some of the man spunk running down her leg and into her ass crack to rest up in the nest of her anus with a little puddle of wetness that made it seem like that is where it originated and not from her slit up front. She prayed that neither of the men would explore her inner legs with their adventurous hands in the darkened theater because they would discover immediately that she was wearing crotch-less panties and that she had spunk in both her vaginal opening and in her anal opening as well. She well knew what conclusions they would draw from that fact as well as her wearing the obscene crotch-less panties. She knew it was a mistake to wear them but she really had no other choice since she had no clean ones and the only other option was wearing no undies at all.
The man on her left was nudging her elbow and she moved it back a bit giving him an opportunity to allow his fingertips to roam over the curves of her bra sending little vibrations of passion that she felt right down in her toes. She stifled her gasp of pleasure knowing both men would think her to be a complete slut welcoming every little advance they made in degrading her defenseless body in the darkened room.
Then, she felt the bearded man’s hand moving slowly up the inside of her leg and she knew he was only inches from finding out she had crotch-less panties on underneath and that her pussy and ass had been recently diddled leaving traces of male spunk that still were present without cleansing.
Oh, God, he was there!
She knew the bearded man was fully aware of her lack of decency or proper behavior when he held his hand up to her nose for her to inhale the scent of the male spunk and her own juices of arousal to impress on her the fact she was nothing but a slut whore and deserved to be treated without any regard for her personal privacy or pretense of innocence with such evidence of her nasty nature.
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