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Chapter 27: Cinema (Act 12)
Lina’s breath caught as his cock throbbed deep inside her, the sensation both electrifying and terrifying. “Please, stop!” she whispered, her voice trembling, but her body betrayed her, hips rocking back ever so slightly to meet his thrusts. Her hands gripped the edge of the bathroom sink, knuckles white, her reflection in the mirror staring back at her with wide, conflicted eyes.
The man behind her chuckled softly, his hands tightening on her hips like a vise. “You’re so fucking tight,” he growled, his voice low and rough with desire. His hips snapped forward again, driving himself deeper into her. Lina gasped, her head falling back as a shiver ran down her spine.
“I..I can’t do this without a condom,” she pleaded, her voice breaking. “It’s not safe… for me… for the baby.” She turned her head slightly, catching a glimpse of his face over her shoulder. His eyes were dark, hungry, and his lips curled into a sly smile.
“I’m clean,” he assured her again, his tone almost soothing, though there was an edge of impatience to it. “I just want to feel you… all of you.”
Lina’s chest heaved as she tried to steady
her breathing. Her mind raced with thoughts of Rahim, of their unborn child, of the betrayal that was unfolding right here in this dingy cinema bathroom. But her body, her traitorous body ached for more.
The warmth of him inside her was intoxicating, and despite her protests, she could feel herself clenching around him, drawing him deeper.
“You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” he murmured, his hands sliding up her sides to cup her swollen breasts. His thumbs brushed over her nipples, which hardened instantly under his touch. “You can’t fool me.... Your body is telling me everything I need to know.”
She shook her head, tears welling in her eyes. “No… I shouldn’t… I can’t…” But her words were lost in a moan as he squeezed her breasts harder, his fingers pinching her nipples just enough to send a jolt of pleasure through her.
The man pulled out abruptly, leaving her gasping at the sudden emptiness. Before she could protest, he spun her around to face him, his cock glistening with her wetness. He grabbed her hand and pressed it against his chest, letting her feel the rapid beating of his heart. “See how much you’re doing to me?” he said, his voice thick with desire. “I can’t think straight when I’m buried inside you.”
Lina’s cheeks flushed with embarrassment, but she couldn’t deny the thrill that coursed through her at his words. She reached into her purse with trembling hands and pulled out a condom packet, quickly tearing it open. He watched her intently as she unrolled the latex over his length, his cock twitching in her hands.
“Better?” he asked, his voice teasing as he stepped closer to her again. Lina nodded weakly, though she knew this was far from better. He turned her back around, guiding her to the sink once more. His hands gripped her hips firmly as he positioned himself at her entrance.
“Here we go,” he murmured, pushing into her slowly this time, giving her time to adjust. Lina bit her lip, a soft whimper escaping her throat as he filled her once more. The condom dulled some of the sensation, but it was still overwhelming, the stretch and the heat of him making her head spin.
He started to move then, his hips moving in slow, deliberate thrusts. “God, your ass is incredible,” he groaned, his hands sliding down to squeeze her cheeks. “And these tits… fuck.” He reached around to cup her breasts again, his fingers teasing her nipples as he continued to drive into her.
Lina’s reflection in the mirror was a mess—her hair disheveled, her face flushed, her eyes half-lidded with pleasure. She tried to look away, but the sight of him behind her, his muscles tensing with each thrust, was impossible to ignore. What am I doing? she thought, but the question was drowned out by the sound of their bodies slapping together.
“You feel so good,” he whispered into her ear, his breath hot against her skin. “I can’t believe I’m fucking a pregnant woman in a cinema bathroom. It’s unreal.” His words sent a jolt of shame through her, but also an undeniable rush of arousal. She hated how much she enjoyed this, how much she craved the forbidden thrill of it.
His thrusts grew faster, more urgent, and Lina’s moans grew louder, echoing off the tiled walls. Her hands clawed at the sink for support as he pounded into her, his cock hitting that spot inside her that made her see stars. “Oh God…” she whimpered, her body trembling on the edge of an orgasm.
But then he pulled out again, leaving her gasping and frustrated. He guided her to one of the toilet stalls, sitting down on the closed lid with a grunt. His cock stood straight up, hard and ready for more.
“Come here,” he said, pulling her onto his lap. Lina straddled him awkwardly, her back pressed against his chest.
He grabbed her hips and lifted her up slightly before lowering her back down onto his cock. Lina cried out as he filled her again, her hands gripping his thighs for balance. He set a steady rhythm, bouncing her up and down as he whispered filthy things in her ear.
“I wish I could cum inside you raw,” he said, his voice hoarse. “I want to feel you around me without any barriers.” Lina flushed with embarrassment but couldn’t deny the way his words made her ache with desire.
He shifted their position again, standing up and bending her over the toilet bowl. Her knees rested on the seat as he entered her from behind once more. The angle was deeper now, and Lina’s eyes rolled back as he hit that spot again and again.
“You’re taking me so well,” he praised, his hands squeezing her boobs tightly. “Owhhh....I wish I could continue longer...” Lina moaned loudly, unable to hold back any longer. Her orgasm crashed over her like a wave, her body trembling uncontrollably as she came around him.
Lina’s breath caught as his cock throbbed deep inside her, the sensation both electrifying and terrifying. “Please, stop!” she whispered, her voice trembling, but her body betrayed her, hips rocking back ever so slightly to meet his thrusts. Her hands gripped the edge of the bathroom sink, knuckles white, her reflection in the mirror staring back at her with wide, conflicted eyes.
The man behind her chuckled softly, his hands tightening on her hips like a vise. “You’re so fucking tight,” he growled, his voice low and rough with desire. His hips snapped forward again, driving himself deeper into her. Lina gasped, her head falling back as a shiver ran down her spine.
“I..I can’t do this without a condom,” she pleaded, her voice breaking. “It’s not safe… for me… for the baby.” She turned her head slightly, catching a glimpse of his face over her shoulder. His eyes were dark, hungry, and his lips curled into a sly smile.
“I’m clean,” he assured her again, his tone almost soothing, though there was an edge of impatience to it. “I just want to feel you… all of you.”
Lina’s chest heaved as she tried to steady
her breathing. Her mind raced with thoughts of Rahim, of their unborn child, of the betrayal that was unfolding right here in this dingy cinema bathroom. But her body, her traitorous body ached for more.
The warmth of him inside her was intoxicating, and despite her protests, she could feel herself clenching around him, drawing him deeper.
“You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” he murmured, his hands sliding up her sides to cup her swollen breasts. His thumbs brushed over her nipples, which hardened instantly under his touch. “You can’t fool me.... Your body is telling me everything I need to know.”
She shook her head, tears welling in her eyes. “No… I shouldn’t… I can’t…” But her words were lost in a moan as he squeezed her breasts harder, his fingers pinching her nipples just enough to send a jolt of pleasure through her.
The man pulled out abruptly, leaving her gasping at the sudden emptiness. Before she could protest, he spun her around to face him, his cock glistening with her wetness. He grabbed her hand and pressed it against his chest, letting her feel the rapid beating of his heart. “See how much you’re doing to me?” he said, his voice thick with desire. “I can’t think straight when I’m buried inside you.”
Lina’s cheeks flushed with embarrassment, but she couldn’t deny the thrill that coursed through her at his words. She reached into her purse with trembling hands and pulled out a condom packet, quickly tearing it open. He watched her intently as she unrolled the latex over his length, his cock twitching in her hands.
“Better?” he asked, his voice teasing as he stepped closer to her again. Lina nodded weakly, though she knew this was far from better. He turned her back around, guiding her to the sink once more. His hands gripped her hips firmly as he positioned himself at her entrance.
“Here we go,” he murmured, pushing into her slowly this time, giving her time to adjust. Lina bit her lip, a soft whimper escaping her throat as he filled her once more. The condom dulled some of the sensation, but it was still overwhelming, the stretch and the heat of him making her head spin.
He started to move then, his hips moving in slow, deliberate thrusts. “God, your ass is incredible,” he groaned, his hands sliding down to squeeze her cheeks. “And these tits… fuck.” He reached around to cup her breasts again, his fingers teasing her nipples as he continued to drive into her.
Lina’s reflection in the mirror was a mess—her hair disheveled, her face flushed, her eyes half-lidded with pleasure. She tried to look away, but the sight of him behind her, his muscles tensing with each thrust, was impossible to ignore. What am I doing? she thought, but the question was drowned out by the sound of their bodies slapping together.
“You feel so good,” he whispered into her ear, his breath hot against her skin. “I can’t believe I’m fucking a pregnant woman in a cinema bathroom. It’s unreal.” His words sent a jolt of shame through her, but also an undeniable rush of arousal. She hated how much she enjoyed this, how much she craved the forbidden thrill of it.
His thrusts grew faster, more urgent, and Lina’s moans grew louder, echoing off the tiled walls. Her hands clawed at the sink for support as he pounded into her, his cock hitting that spot inside her that made her see stars. “Oh God…” she whimpered, her body trembling on the edge of an orgasm.
But then he pulled out again, leaving her gasping and frustrated. He guided her to one of the toilet stalls, sitting down on the closed lid with a grunt. His cock stood straight up, hard and ready for more.
“Come here,” he said, pulling her onto his lap. Lina straddled him awkwardly, her back pressed against his chest.
He grabbed her hips and lifted her up slightly before lowering her back down onto his cock. Lina cried out as he filled her again, her hands gripping his thighs for balance. He set a steady rhythm, bouncing her up and down as he whispered filthy things in her ear.
“I wish I could cum inside you raw,” he said, his voice hoarse. “I want to feel you around me without any barriers.” Lina flushed with embarrassment but couldn’t deny the way his words made her ache with desire.
He shifted their position again, standing up and bending her over the toilet bowl. Her knees rested on the seat as he entered her from behind once more. The angle was deeper now, and Lina’s eyes rolled back as he hit that spot again and again.
“You’re taking me so well,” he praised, his hands squeezing her boobs tightly. “Owhhh....I wish I could continue longer...” Lina moaned loudly, unable to hold back any longer. Her orgasm crashed over her like a wave, her body trembling uncontrollably as she came around him.
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