An entire tub is compacted within you

The hands shift, strumming your clit and nipples like finely tuned guitar strings, sending a delicious thrumming through your body. Even the stinging of the salty popcorn and the ever-increasing sensation of being stretched can't stop it.

"Hey, put that thing away, we ain't homos," someone says, and your eyes snap open to see a dick in one guy's hand.

"Yeah, I'm not into that group stuff," another adds, making you feel both relieved and a little disappointed. All these men are making you feel so wanton you can't help but moan as the hands continue to manipulate you.

"Damn..." someone says, as knuckles press against your lips. "She's got almost the entire tub in there."

"Thank god it's got lots of butter!" someone jokes.

You ignore the voices, concentrating on the shameful pleasure and the immense stretching of a new, bigger fist at the entrance of your sex.

"Oh God..." you moan as your lips are **** wider and wider apart, farther than even Jacob has ever stretched you. Just as it starts to slip off the knife-edge toward pain it stops.

A shaky breath of relief escapes you, then a groan as the fist makes little jackhammer like motions, hitting the wall of popcorn and backing off. The thickest part of his fist stretches your lips, then pushes inward, letting them relax for just a second before pulling back, the sensation see-sawing between stretching and nearly tearing drawing light tears to your lips even as it confuses your finely played erogenous zones.

"Damn that's stretching her good!"

"And she's breathing fast... I think she likes it!"

"I bet you she cums from it," a voice says, and other jump on his words, betting on whether you will or you won't. They're in the middle of placing their bets, and you're in the middle of having your pussy stretched like it's never been stretched before when...