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Chapter 26: Cinema (Act 11)
Lina closed the bathroom door behind her with a soft click, her heart still racing from what had just transpired. She moved to the sink, her hands trembling slightly as she lifted her blouse and bra to reveal the sticky trails of cum on her chest. Fishing out a pack of wet wipes from her purse, she began to clean herself up, dabbing at her skin with careful, deliberate motions.
The coolness of the wipes was a stark contrast to the heat still lingering in her body. After wiping away the remnants, she used dry tissues to pat her skin dry, her mind swirling with a mix of disbelief and shame.
She stared at her reflection in the mirror, stunned by how she had allowed herself to succumb to such forbidden desires with a complete stranger in the dark confines of the cinema. I hope this is the end of it, she thought, her stomach churning with guilt. She adjusted her clothes, smoothing out her blouse and re-fastening her bra, then touched up her makeup, trying to reclaim some semblance of composure.
Just as she was about to leave, she heard the bathroom door creak open and then lock behind her. Her breath caught in her throat as she turned to see the same man standing there, his presence filling the small space. She wanted to scream, but no sound came out. When she finally found her voice, it was shaky and nervous. “What are you doing here?” she asked, her tone laced with unease.
He took a cautious step closer, raising his hands in a gesture of peace. “I don’t mean any harm,” he said softly, his eyes never leaving hers. “I just wanted to see you… one last time.”
Lina’s hands gripped the edge of the sink as she tried to steady herself. “Please…I have deleted all our texts. You need to do the same” she pleaded, her voice trembling.
The man hesitated, his gaze softening. “Ok...Just one last kiss,” he murmured, his voice almost pleading. “For memory’s sake.”
Lina hesitated, conflicted. Reluctantly, she tilted her head slightly, offering her cheek. But the man didn’t settle for that. Instead, he leaned in, his lips brushing against hers in a gentle yet insistent kiss. She didn’t respond at first, her body stiff with resistance, but slowly, almost involuntarily, she began to soften. The warmth of his mouth against hers was intoxicating, and before she knew it, she was kissing him back, their tongues tangling in a deep, hungry embrace.
She knew she should push him away, end this before it went any further, but her resolve was crumbling under the weight of his persistence. The kiss deepened, his hands moving to her hips as he pulled her closer. His touch was electric, sending shivers down her spine.
The man, emboldened by her lack of resistance, lifted her blouse and bra completely, exposing her full breasts to the cool air of the bathroom. His mouth never left hers, his hands now roaming over her curves, fondling and caressing her large tits with a hunger that made her knees weak. Lina gasped into the kiss, her mind clouded with pleasure as she gave in to his lead.
When he finally broke the kiss, his mouth immediately descended to her breasts, sucking and nipping at her sensitive flesh like a man starved. Lina arched into him, her hands gripping his shoulders as waves of pleasure coursed through her. His hands were relentless, kneading and pressing her melons as he devoured them with unrestrained desire.
At the same time, his other hand slid down to her skirt, unzipping it with practiced ease. The garment pooled at her feet, leaving her clad only in her panties. Lina felt a flicker of self-consciousness about her pregnant belly, but it was quickly overshadowed by the intensity of the moment.
The man spun her around to face the mirror, her back pressed against his chest. Lina’s eyes met hers in the reflection as his hands cupped her breasts and his lips trailed hot kisses along her neck. She closed her eyes, overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through her body.
Her heart skipped a beat when she saw him remove his pants and briefs in the mirror’s reflection. For a fleeting moment, she considered jerking him off again to satisfy his lust, but he kept her firmly in place, his arousal pressing against her back.
The man reached for her panties, sliding them down with a deliberate slowness. Lina tensed and whispered, “I’m not ready…” But he hushed her gently, his voice low and reassuring. “Let it happen,” he murmured. Her resistance faltered as he removed her panties completely.
Lina could sense what was coming next and tried to protest one last time. “This isn’t what we agreed to… we need to stop.” But the man coaxed her again, his voice thick with desperation. “Let me make you feel good,” he whispered, his cock rubbing against her slick folds. “I need to be inside you.”
He pleaded with her repeatedly until she finally relented, her body betraying her better judgment. In a last-ditch effort, she asked nervously, “Are you clean?” He nodded quickly. “Yes.” She reached for a condom in her purse, but he grew impatient, shaking his head.
By then, he had already removed his shirt and was fully nude behind her. Positioning himself at her entrance, he gripped her hips firmly and slowly pushed into her. Lina gasped as he filled her, the sensation both foreign and overwhelming despite her six-month pregnancy.
“You’re so tight,” he whimpered, burying himself deeper inside her. For Lina, there was no turning back now. She knew what was about to happen and part of her couldn’t deny the thrill of it.
Lina closed the bathroom door behind her with a soft click, her heart still racing from what had just transpired. She moved to the sink, her hands trembling slightly as she lifted her blouse and bra to reveal the sticky trails of cum on her chest. Fishing out a pack of wet wipes from her purse, she began to clean herself up, dabbing at her skin with careful, deliberate motions.
The coolness of the wipes was a stark contrast to the heat still lingering in her body. After wiping away the remnants, she used dry tissues to pat her skin dry, her mind swirling with a mix of disbelief and shame.
She stared at her reflection in the mirror, stunned by how she had allowed herself to succumb to such forbidden desires with a complete stranger in the dark confines of the cinema. I hope this is the end of it, she thought, her stomach churning with guilt. She adjusted her clothes, smoothing out her blouse and re-fastening her bra, then touched up her makeup, trying to reclaim some semblance of composure.
Just as she was about to leave, she heard the bathroom door creak open and then lock behind her. Her breath caught in her throat as she turned to see the same man standing there, his presence filling the small space. She wanted to scream, but no sound came out. When she finally found her voice, it was shaky and nervous. “What are you doing here?” she asked, her tone laced with unease.
He took a cautious step closer, raising his hands in a gesture of peace. “I don’t mean any harm,” he said softly, his eyes never leaving hers. “I just wanted to see you… one last time.”
Lina’s hands gripped the edge of the sink as she tried to steady herself. “Please…I have deleted all our texts. You need to do the same” she pleaded, her voice trembling.
The man hesitated, his gaze softening. “Ok...Just one last kiss,” he murmured, his voice almost pleading. “For memory’s sake.”
Lina hesitated, conflicted. Reluctantly, she tilted her head slightly, offering her cheek. But the man didn’t settle for that. Instead, he leaned in, his lips brushing against hers in a gentle yet insistent kiss. She didn’t respond at first, her body stiff with resistance, but slowly, almost involuntarily, she began to soften. The warmth of his mouth against hers was intoxicating, and before she knew it, she was kissing him back, their tongues tangling in a deep, hungry embrace.
She knew she should push him away, end this before it went any further, but her resolve was crumbling under the weight of his persistence. The kiss deepened, his hands moving to her hips as he pulled her closer. His touch was electric, sending shivers down her spine.
The man, emboldened by her lack of resistance, lifted her blouse and bra completely, exposing her full breasts to the cool air of the bathroom. His mouth never left hers, his hands now roaming over her curves, fondling and caressing her large tits with a hunger that made her knees weak. Lina gasped into the kiss, her mind clouded with pleasure as she gave in to his lead.
When he finally broke the kiss, his mouth immediately descended to her breasts, sucking and nipping at her sensitive flesh like a man starved. Lina arched into him, her hands gripping his shoulders as waves of pleasure coursed through her. His hands were relentless, kneading and pressing her melons as he devoured them with unrestrained desire.
At the same time, his other hand slid down to her skirt, unzipping it with practiced ease. The garment pooled at her feet, leaving her clad only in her panties. Lina felt a flicker of self-consciousness about her pregnant belly, but it was quickly overshadowed by the intensity of the moment.
The man spun her around to face the mirror, her back pressed against his chest. Lina’s eyes met hers in the reflection as his hands cupped her breasts and his lips trailed hot kisses along her neck. She closed her eyes, overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through her body.
Her heart skipped a beat when she saw him remove his pants and briefs in the mirror’s reflection. For a fleeting moment, she considered jerking him off again to satisfy his lust, but he kept her firmly in place, his arousal pressing against her back.
The man reached for her panties, sliding them down with a deliberate slowness. Lina tensed and whispered, “I’m not ready…” But he hushed her gently, his voice low and reassuring. “Let it happen,” he murmured. Her resistance faltered as he removed her panties completely.
Lina could sense what was coming next and tried to protest one last time. “This isn’t what we agreed to… we need to stop.” But the man coaxed her again, his voice thick with desperation. “Let me make you feel good,” he whispered, his cock rubbing against her slick folds. “I need to be inside you.”
He pleaded with her repeatedly until she finally relented, her body betraying her better judgment. In a last-ditch effort, she asked nervously, “Are you clean?” He nodded quickly. “Yes.” She reached for a condom in her purse, but he grew impatient, shaking his head.
By then, he had already removed his shirt and was fully nude behind her. Positioning himself at her entrance, he gripped her hips firmly and slowly pushed into her. Lina gasped as he filled her, the sensation both foreign and overwhelming despite her six-month pregnancy.
“You’re so tight,” he whimpered, burying himself deeper inside her. For Lina, there was no turning back now. She knew what was about to happen and part of her couldn’t deny the thrill of it.
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