Claire
Liam’s cock is undeniably the best cock I’ve ever had. I hate that he’s such a great fuck, because now I’m spoiled into just wanting that big fucking cock inside me.
Even after fucking so hard that I came several times—and even squirted—in this VIP box, I want more.
Liam is addictive. I can’t help myself.
Or at least that’s what I’m telling myself tonight.
It’d be ridiculous of me to deny that there’s intense sexual chemistry between us, and now that we’re in so deep already, why stop here?
The show’s not over yet, and neither am I.
I climb off of Liam’s lap and lower to my knees again. I suck his cock into my mouth and feel him grow hard for me, right then and there.
I slobber on it. I coat every inch of that thick, foot-long monster with my saliva. I even take his balls into my mouth for a bit and swirl my tongue around them. He moans for me.
I hear the sound of the theatre all around me, and yet again, I remember where I am. It’s so easy to forget when I’m around Liam. It feels like anywhere and anytime is the right time for us to have fun.
My pussy is dripping again at the thought of anyone here being able to watch us fuck. Sure, we’re up high. But say, if I was leaning over the balcony with my tits out, someone would surely look up at the real show.
Liam’s cock is more than hard at this point. He’s throbbing, ready for a hole to fuck. I stand up and lean myself over the edge of our box. I arch my back, pushing my ass into his immediate view.
He graciously wraps his hands around the top of my thighs and buries his face between my butt cheeks. He pulls his hands up and spreads my ass, showing off my tiny asshole.
He takes no time shoving his tongue inside. I rotate my hips, all while pushing myself out further for him.
He spends a generous amount of time just spit-soaking my asshole and tonguing it hard, getting it nice and relaxed. He stands up and positions himself behind me.
His cock enters my ass slowly and easily. My pussy starts aching at the sensation, missing having his huge dick inside, and I moan as he pushes in further.
He brings his hands up to my tits and gropes them hard as he starts thrusting himself into my ass. He leans in, pressing his chest against my back.
Liam starts kissing my neck, nibbling and sucking my skin. I feel more goosebumps form all over me, and I bring my hand up to his head and place my hand on his neck behind me.
I graze my nails against his skin, causing him to push his cock harder into my ass. I reflexively stick my ass out further, burying him deeper inside me.
I spread my legs further and return my arms to my front. I brace myself against the side of the balcony and start grinding my ass against Liam’s massive throbbing cock.
As I’m leaned over, the main singer from this show looks up, as a part of her character’s emotion. She sees my tits out, showing off all my well-fucked glory.
My heart races. Being spotted is a lot different than wishing to be spotted.
But I own every second of her attention. I wink down at her and blow her a kiss.
She returns her head to the audience at eye level, and I close my eyes and moan quietly. I’m so worked up from all of the excitement, and I don’t know how to let it all out without being as loud as I can and screaming to the world that I’m being fucked good and hard right in the ass.
I decide to pull myself back from the balcony, and Liam stops thrusting into me. I tap him, and he pulls his cock out of me.
“Lay down on the floor,” I instruct him, panting. “Right in front of the seats.”
He gets down onto the floor. I look down to him and see his huge cock, still standing high at attention, and I position myself over him, one leg on each side.
I squat down and position his cock against my ass again. I bounce up and down on him, letting his full length into my ass over and over.
His moans are getting intense, as are my own. The singers’ voices project through the theatre, and since they’re in no jeopardy of us ruining their tune, we fuck loudly and uncaringly about the show down below.
Liam grabs for my tits again. His touch is so forceful, and I love it. I enjoy his man-handling so much that I grab his hands with my own and squeeze harder.
I watch his chest rise and fall, and he starts grunting under me. I can tell he’s getting close. I rotate my hips in a small circle, letting his cock explore the entire inside of my ass before I start bouncing up and down on him so fast I feel like a fucking rabbit.
An intense wave of pleasure hits me so hard, my chest feels heavy. I’m hot and glistening with sweat, and with each breath, my vision blurs more. My pussy muscles relax and contract, and my asshole tightens around Liam’s cock.
As I orgasm, I feel Liam’s cock throbbing hard and pulsing at my asshole.
I quickly pull him out of me and tightly grip his cock and stroke it anticipatorily.
His cock starts spewing cum from the head and it flies up onto my chest and my face. My hair, my nose, my lips, my chin….all the way down my torso, I am now covered in his white, creamy liquid.
I keep pumping, even after he stops coming on me, just to be sure. I love being coated in his cum, and I need every bit I can get to cover me.
When I’m sure he’s finished, I take my finger and scoop up a bit of the cum and lay it on my tongue to taste it. I swish it around in my mouth for a moment and swallow it.
I bring my hands to my tits and start rubbing the cum all over them. There’s no better moisturizer in the world than a man’s hot, creamy cum...or at least Liam’s.
I then wipe off as much as I can of the cum that’s all over my face, and I take my time licking every drop, collecting them all in my mouth.
I lean down to Liam, and kiss it into his mouth, too. We pass his cum back and forth, between my own mouth and his.
As he passes it into my mouth one last time, I let it sit on my tongue for a moment before I swallow it, winking at him at the same time.
I sit down, straddling Liam’s body. As I go to speak to him, we hear a roaring applause growing around us.
I peek to see the performers taking their bows at the final curtain. Oops. Well, we can always come back to actually see the show.
I climb off of him, and we quickly start re-dressing ourselves and freshening up for our departure from the VIP box.
“So, did you enjoy your first opera?” asks Liam.
“What opera?” I respond cheekily.
He wraps his arm around my waist, and we make our way from the theatre.