Chapter 16 - Not so Private


       Danielle kept her word a shortly after the scene in my bathroom we were blazing down the street in her red convertible heading towards the theatre.

       The theatre was only about a 10 minute walk away but after the stalling we’d done earlier if we weren’t quick enough we would miss the beginning of Captain America, and I absolutely did not want to miss the beginning, there could be crucial plot points I’d miss out on that might have significance in future Marvel films.

       We were about just 2 blocks from the theatre when Danielle spoke up.

       “Comfortable?” she asked eyeing my rump, obviously referring to the thick plug she pushed up my ass a few minutes ago.

       “I’m…alright,” i said, giving the most polite response i could muster. No matter what position i sat in in the car there was no escaping the well stretched feeling and as a result i was basically perma-hard.

       “You know, it’s amazing the kinds of things you can fit inside such a large plug,” Danielle said as she held front of her what at first i assumed were just her car remote, “such as a massive vibrator.”

       She clicked the button.

       It was then that I realized that it was definitely not a the remote for her car.

       I squirmed in my seat like I was having a seizure as continuous waves shook through my whole body, the epicentre of which was deep in my ass. My cock was fully erect and even in danger or spewing my load in my pants. Grunts and moans were forced from my mouth against my will and I struggled to remain sentient.

       Even through the fabric of my pants and the leather of the car seat i could still hear the sounds of my ass going insane. The plug in my butt vibrated on a magnitude I couldn’t even believe existed.

       Then it passed, and the vibrations stopped.

       “Well, we’re here,” said Danielle as she got out of the car.

       I took a moment to collect myself, a great deal of numbness pervaded all over my hips, waist and butt. I got out of the car slowly and gingerly, like it had been years since i’ve used my legs. Danielle was there and helped me steady myself as we walked across the street, her hand placed auspiciously on my butt, even giving it a few squeezes for good measure.

       “Was it as good for you as it was for me?” she said softly helping me up a bit as we reached the curb.

       “You’ve got to be kidding me,” I gasped, “you can’t turn that thing on in public, they’ll all know.”

       “Relax, hunny buns,” she said patronizingly, “There are multiple settings, I just wanted to see what the highest one would look like. I was not disappointed.”

       “You’re incorrigible,” I said.

       “That’s the sweetest thing you’ve said to me all day,” she said as we pulled up together to the ticket booth inside the theatre, I realized that there was quite a crowd about, I made a bigger effort to stand more under my own weight, with all the eyes that could be watching us. Although, I had to admit they were most likely looking at Danielle. Her ass did look amazing in those pants.

       In fact, I thought as she stepped forward from the line to get a ticket, I’m her boyfriend right? she shouldn’t mind if I put my hand on her butt, I looked at its magnificence as I was about to lay my hand around her backside.

       Suddenly though she turned around.

       “Here,” she said shoving a ticket into my face, “my treat.”

       “Thanks,” I said meekly, and slightly defeated, my hand still hanging out in front of me, unable to savour the shape of her ass.

       We started striding down the hallway towards our theatre number, and I thought I’d give it another go at placing my hand on her butt.

       But I stopped when she struck up another conversation, looking right at me no less.

       “Why would you care?” she asked, “if everyone knew?”

       “About… you?” I asked in return, unsure.

       “No. About this, “ she said, clicking the remote and vibrating the plug in my ass. It caught me off guard, and though it was definitely on a lower setting I still almost fell onto my knees, my legs loosing strength. Mercifully Danielle turned it off quickly, allowing me to get back to my feet.

       “Would it be so bad if people knew that you were a little bitch that likes to get fucked?” Danielle continued to probe.

       “Yeah, yeah it would,” I snapped back but trying to keep my voice down.

       “Why?”

       “I don’t know, shouldn’t we keep our sex lives private, isn’t that what normal people do?”

       “Can’t you be proud of what you are?” she asked staring right into my eyes, like she was deep into them. It was intimidating, a gaze that demanded an answer.

       “Who I am in the bedroom is not who I am in life.”

       Her head cocked to the side, I could tell that my response surprised her.

       She looked off down the hall. Not at anything in particular it seemed, just thinking.

       Then, she looked back at me, smiling slightly, and clicked the button again.

       I was a bit more prepared this time but it still sent me leaning my back on a nearby wall for support. In front of me Danielle stared me down, I was feeling trapped, backed into a corner almost literally.

       “This is the lowest setting,” she said smiling, to my chagrin, “Maybe I’ll keep it this way, maybe even all night.”

       “Please don’t,” I said putting my hands in my pockets in a vein attempt to hide my erection.

       “I might be convinced to turn it off,” she said reaching her hand around behind me and grabbing the base of the vibrating monster, “so why be so private about this?”.

       “You don’t think it would be embarrassing?”

       “If what? Everyone knew I had a big dick and knew how to use it,” boasted Danielle rather loudly, I tried and failed to shush her, noticing a number of passing people turn their heads our way, but otherwise move on.

       “See, they don’t care,” said Danielle turning at the passersby as they tried to ignore her, averting their gaze, “Think of it this way,” she continued, grabbing my hips again to squeezing me close, “If I didn’t act this aggressively, I might never have snagged you.”

       My face feel blank for a second as I pondered this. She… wasn’t wrong, I admitted. This right here. This sort of behaviour was exactly what drew me to Danielle in the first place. I would never had called her number had it gone another way.

       Either reading my thoughts or my submissive posture, Danielle knew she had successfully made her point. Leaning in close she gave me the most sincere kiss I could recall. I practically had to tilt my head all the way back for us to lock lips and once again I felt that something was just right. I might have even had to fight to contain myself if Danielle hadn’t mercifully turned off the vibrator.

       “Come on,” Danielle ushered as stood back upright, “let’s indulge in some contrived corporate crap.”

       “Hey you know some people work really hard on what you call crap,” I said we turned the corner where the bluish light of the screen partially illuminated the rows of comfy seats. At a glance it looked somewhat empty for a night showing, though I reminded myself that it was a weekday. There were probably only 10 or 15 other people in the theatre. Maybe the movie’s not as good as I thought.

       Danielle had already chosen a spot, about midway up the seating sitting right behind another couple. I followed and sat next to her, the man in front of us blocking the lower right corner of my vision. Danielle probably didn’t have any trouble, after all she was almost a foot taller then me. One day I’ll have to get our exact measurements, mostly to feed my curiosity.

       Sitting down in the cushy seats only reinforced the reality that I had a huge buttplug up my ass, unlike Danielle’s leather bound car seat, the theatre seats unfortunately by some weird design managed to shoved the last few hidden inch of the plug deeper in my ass, stretching the previously unstretched.

       At last the trailers stopped and the real movie began.

       “Did you see the last movie?” I asked, eager to discuss movies.

       Danielle just looked at me like i had asked the stupidest question in the world.

       “Do… do you want me to fill you in on what happened.”

       “Nah, but maybe I’ll fill you in,” she suggested, “if you know what I mean.”

       “Here?”

       Danielle responded only by lifting her eyebrow. Saying neither yes nor no.

       “No, no way I’m doing that,” I said defiantly.

       “Yeah? Will see,” she said, her eyebrow still raised and turning the vibrations back on for added measure. A wide smile spreading across her face as she watched my fidget and squirm.



       She fell silent after the movie started, and I managed to really get into it. Most of the time I even forgot that Danielle was next to me.
       While the buttplug humming away was distracting initially as we settled into the second act I almost forgot it was there. I had a constant erection no doubt but I pushed it to the back of my mind

       It wasn’t until the aftermath of a heat battle halfway through the movie that I glanced over and noticed that she was slowly rubbing the massive bulge halfway down her thighs in her pants, more noticeable than ever.

       “What are you doing?” I whispered, “we’re in public.”

       “Don’t you think Chris Evans is a real hottie?” she said completely ignoring my plea.

       I stared at her with a mix of dread and awe while she watched the screen avidly while running her hands along the very clear outline of her erection. I looked around frantically, thankfully nobody had seen any of this and there was no one in our row as well

       “He’s… not really my type,” I said softly after a while.

       “I bet he’s got a real tight butt,” she whispered into my ear, not taking her eyes off the screen or her hand off her dick, thankfully nobody seemed to hear.

       She really seemed intent on masturbating to Captain America.

       I wasn’t even paying attention to the movie anymore, I was focused on preventing a stupendous mess.

       “Do you want to cum in your pants?” I asked hesitantly but hopefully, placing my hand on her bulge, perhaps hoping to keep it there.

       Danielle’s only response was to swiftly whip out her huge cock and really start pumping it hard, relegating my hand to her dickless thigh. It looked like she was going to masturbate here and now, or die trying. She hooked her arm around my neck and pulled me close so I was touching her boobs with my cheek.

       “Come on, bitch, help me cum,” she demanded, kissing my neck and ear, using the arm she had wrapped around my body to guide my arm to her cock, I tried refused her, I didn’t want to be an accomplice to public masturbation, but my eyes were transfixed on her thick throbbing cock.

       “Do you think I could hit the guy in front of me,” she whispered to me, I bet I could paint his whole bald head white.”

       “Come on, this is crazy,” I pleaded, but she aimed her cock higher pointing it right at the guy’s head.

       Her cock was absolutely throbbing now, to the point where even in the dim light of the theatre I could see it pulsate, and her balls and groin clench rhythmically. She was really going to do it.

       “Oh, yeah…” she moaned into my ear, “Oh, it’s fucking coming, you got me so horny since I shoved that plug in your ass, it’s going to be a really big load.

       Shit, she was really going to do it!!!

       I had only a second or two to figure out what to do, if i were to do anything at all.

       I could push her cock away, aim it anywhere but someone else.

       No, there would still be and inexplicable mess, and I would probably end up hitting someone else anyway.

       I could put my hands in the way and divert it.

       No, it would just shoot through my fingers, and i had no doubt that she was worked up something fierce since i basically blueballed her in my bathroom an hour ago.

       I guess there was only one option, and I bet it was the outcome Danielle expected all along.

       I knocked her arm from around my neck and huried into position on my knees in front of her.

       I barely made it in time too, the first spurt hit my face like a fire hose before i could get my mouth around her head. The second blast hit the back of my mouth point blank and was so copious that a sizeable chunk of her load flew out of my nose. At the same time Danielle turned the vibrator way up while I swallowed her load. My whole body tensed in response, accidentally forcing my face a bit further down her cock. My ass clenched the toy hard causing the vibrations to intensify and rub all over my insides and directly hitting my prostate.

       As her third load filled my throat and shot out of my nose again my eyes rolled back in my head and I filled my underwear with a drizzle of unintended semen.

       In my bliss it was nigh impossible to focus on swallowing, some went down, but the rest just exploded out of the sides of my mouth and out my nose. I’m almost surprised it didn’t also come out of my eyes and ears.

       I couldn’t begin to imagine the noise we were probably making and I’m sure people were watching, I stopped caring around the time her seventh volley of cum slide down my throat, every bit as sizeable as the first.

       Even as she continued to throw her sperm my way Danielle put her hand on the back of my head, one of the few parts not covered in her ball juice and began urging my head down on her cock and closer to her groin.

       The head of her cock slide into my throat with ease and the further down I went I could tell that her salvos of jizz came further and further apart but her hips were thrusting with greater intensity and I could feel thicker and more powerful spurts invade my stomach.

       This whole time my own orgasm refused to cease, the vibrations in my ass and the full feeling in my throat and now stomach was just too much for my mind to handle. I was absolutely flooding my underwear, I could feel the sticky warmth all over my cock and dripping down to my balls.

       The only thoughts in my cum drunk mind was how to make this feeling last forever for the both of us. I never wanted Danielle to stop cuming. I wanted her to fill me forever until I died.

       After my chin reached her emptying balls Danielle grunted one final time and i felt the final big load surge down her shaft and land with a thick splash in my full stomach. My own cock twitched hard and shot it’s own final load into my stained crotch.

       There was a brief moment of silence.

       Then Danielle grunted again, her hands pushing hard on the back of my head and I felt one more load explode through her cock and land ho in my stomach, as I felt my stomach expand further my dick twitched again adding to the startling amount of deluge pooling around my cock and balls.

       A few seconds later she grunted again, draining what had to be the last ounce of sperm in her tank down my throat. She sighed greatly, looking down at my face wedged between her thighs coated in cum from the nose down. My unfocused gaze was barely able to discern my surroundings but when I felt the buttplug cease it’s powerful quaking, it felt like the world came back into focus as Danielle and I both came down from our high.

       “Woo…” she sighed, “that was great,”

       I slowly tried to extricate her cock from my mouth but she held my head down, shaking her head back and forth slightly.

       “Sorry,” she whispered lifting her head up, clearly talking to someone I could not see, “The captain gets me going.”

       I could see her smile off to her left, before looking back at me.

       “Okay, they’re gone,” she said releasing her hold on my head. The burning in my lungs at my desire for air was strong enough for me to wrench my head off her meat, the last few inches sliding sloppily from my mouth and I gasp in air as quickly as i can, trying still not to make noise.

       I witnessed from my knees in front of her Danielle stuff her thick, softening meatlog back into her leather pants and look at me with utter satisfaction, the look combined with a strange feeling of pride that could probably make me cum again if I hadn’t unloaded everything i think i had in my pants.

       Fresh lungs of air and a belly full of cum, I staggered back to my seat only now just remembering that I was supposed to be watching a movie, but now it seems that I had no idea what was happening, how many scenes did i miss. It seemed like stuff not yet set up happening all of a sudden. I also noticed that the couple sat in front of us had disappeared, so at least I had a better view now.

“What did i miss,” I whispered, clutching my belly, which gurgled with its newfound additions.

“Not sure,” she murmured with disinterest, “Chris Evans was fighting a guy, I was mostly focusing on his six pack. It was nice.”

“Where did those people go,” I asked after a time, “the ones in front.”

“Well, hopefully not to complain,” she said plainly.

Oh shit, I thought, slinking into my chair, a pitiful hiding spot. My hands on my belly, noticing a more pronounce rotundness to it.

“Here,” Danielle breathed, handing me a handful of napkins, “don’t say I never do anything for you.”
