Giving in to temptation

"N... not here..." you manage to say in a throaty voice, desire nearly clogging your windpipes. "There," you say, pointing at the theatre, thinking of the near-miss you had last night. The remembrance makes your legs go weak, and if weren't for the boy - whose name you still don't know - you'd fall. But he places a large strong hand under your wet pussy, and with an embarrassing squelch your weight settles upon it.

"Well what're you waiting for?" he asks his friend, nodding toward the stop button, "Stop the bus so we can all get off."

The bus brakes abruptly, pushing you back against the pole, your hoodie spreading open to reveal your thick nipples and little breasts, but with the strong hand pressing rhythmically against your soggy pussy it feel almost like a dick is already in you, fucking slowly up and down.

In a daze you stumble off the bus, supported by the two men as they hustle you across the road and to the doors of the theatre, where they use a coin to knock on the glass.

Propping you up against the door they wait, the newer boy daring to lean over you and give you a rigorous kiss while playing with your nipples. The other guy continues to knead your needy pussy, driving you to a silent orgasm in broad daylight.

"Hey man, we're closed, come back later!" a voice says, mid-orgasm. Attempting to restore some sense of respectability proves futile when the men turn you to the glass, press your bare to against the cold clear glass. A tall older man stares down at you, or more precisely at your flattened A-cups, smeared like pancakes against the door.

"She really wants in. She's got some fantasies she wants to live out in there," says one of the guys, the one who'd been kissing you.

"And she'll make it worth your while," the other says, making you shiver at the deliciously humiliating thought that he's giving you away, making you pay with your body. Or, that could just be your body reacting to his continuing rubbing of your hot sex through the thoroughly drenched shorts.

"Well hell, who'm I to say know to an offer like that," the man says, and whips the doors open, letting you stagger inside.