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Corwyn was so engaged in having her face fucked, the hardness sliding past her lips faster and faster, occasionally touching her throat that she didn't notice a soft kiss on her pussy lips. She was still twitching from orgasm, and the man in her mouth was close. His cock became more and more rigid, throbbing in time with his heartbeat. He pushed forwards hard, and she was about to pull off him, not sure if he should cum in her mouth, when suddenly she felt something warm and hard slip between her folds, and her eyes widened in shock. That was a cock! She was about to cry out when the one in her mouth exploded with jet after jet of cum, filling her, dripping past her lips. She tried to swallow, but there was so much. Way too much to handle her first time. The taste excited her, and for just a moment she stopped struggling against the cock slowly penetrating her virgin pussy. That was enough. The man behind her thrust forward, breaking her cherry, the pain she felt unvoiced because of her efforts to suck down the load of cum in her mouth. She could almost picture herself, skirt up around her waist, cum dripping from her face as she had a cock in either end. She could almost see it in her mind...and she liked it! The pain passed quickly as the man behind her began to slide his meat in and out of her. She was tight, more so than anything he had ever felt. Her slick walls gripped his shaft like a vice, at first resisting, and then trying to hold him in. The momentary blockage he had experienced was wiped from his mind by the sensations enveloping him. But not from her mind. Corwyn moaned around the softening cock in her mouth, pushing herself back into the one in her pussy. She had swallowed a stranger's cum, and as he slipped out of her mouth, a trail of it clung to her lips, and her cheek. In her mind she could hardly form coherent thoughts as the new feelings surged through her. She was being fucked. A cock was in her. she was standing in a porn booth, cum on her face and in her mouth with a stranger's cock taking her virginity from behind a wall... And she loved it. She reached a hand down, still disbelieving, to encircle his shaft in her delicate fingers where it entered her He was thicker than she had thought, considering how easily he was sliding into her. With all the wet running down her legs now, it was no wonder. She stroked him as he fucked her, his pace increasing slowly, his balls sticking through the hole with his member, slapping against her fingers. She removed them, finally believing it. She was being fucked. She wondered about the man who fucked her now, about who he was, and if he knew he was sliding his cock into virgin pussy. She wondered why she had waited so long. Biting her lip to keep from crying our, she barely noticed the man in the booth in front of her leaving. She reached up to her shirt, undoing both the top and back, tossing it onto the chair. Her fingers went to her breasts at once, pinching first one nipple, then the other. She never noticed the second man enter the now vacant booth. He had watched her come in, of course, and had suggested the arcade. The manager had seen the other man come in, and leave tucking himself in with a wide smile. He knew...that young piece of flesh was giving it away, and he wanted his share. Fucking or being sucked by a young girl doesn't happen every day. Before he placed his cock in the hole he took a quick peak, seeing her open mouth mid-moan and her fingers busy on her breast. My god, that tight piece of ass was getting pounded over there, and only the volume on the movie screens was hiding it at all. Barely. He stood, and shoved his cock through the opening. Corwyn saw it, and offered no resistance as it entered her mouth, sucking on it eagerly. She was cumming again, her pussy rippling on the cock in her, and she wanted more cum. She wanted it now! She sucked on the protruding cock like it was a straw, her tongue lively on the head. Her thoughts were a****listic now, her only concerns the man in her lips and the drink she would get there, and the man behind her, pounding her wet cunt with abandon. He was bottoming out in her regularly now, his balls slapping her clit with each thrust. He looked down at the hole each time he pulled back, the perfect bald pussy and puckered asshole framed so beautifully in the flickering movie-light. He didn't know how old she was, but this slut was young, that much he understood. He could barely take his eyes off his cock slamming into her with each thrust. He knew that he couldn't take much more of this. She was too tight, and her near-constant orgasms were trying to drain him. Trying to make him cum. Corwyn achieved a perfect rhythm with her two lovers. They thrust over and over, faster and faster into her, each thrusting at the same time, as if to meet in the middle. It was all she could do now to hold herself upright as she was fucked so hard her knees buckled. Both men were nearing that moment when they would not stop, would be unable to stop. She knew what was going to happen... They were going to cum in her. The one in her mouth went off first, the initial blasts causing him to slip out, shooting across her face and tits, and dripping from her nipple before she could get him back in, sucking him like a straw in a milkshake, drinking down his fluids with as much desire. Her own orgasm peaked, and she cried out loud enough around the cock that each of her lovers heard her, and the one in her pussy went rigid as he SLAMMED into her, shot after shot of hot sticky cum filling her wet cunt, dripping out as he continued to pound her like there was no tomorrow. Corwyn felt each hot blast inside her, coating her inner walls, dripping down her leg and into her stocking, mixing with her own juices. Never before had she had an orgasm as good, and she hoped that this would not be a one time thing. She needed cock now... needed to be filled, to drink. Cum. This was her desire, and the men in her were giving her all she could handle. For now. Having sucked the manager clean, he realized that there was no one watching the store, and he hurriedly pulled out of her mouth, hearing a disappointed moan, and shoved himself back into his pants. He rushed to the front, not wanting to be caught. Yes, she looked young...but he hoped she would not know it was him, and he resumed his position at the counter, smiling slightly, sweating profusely. The man in her pussy leaned against the wall, his softening member sliding out of her inch by inch, the mess of their orgasms and the darkness of the booth hiding the small amount of bl**d on him. He realized that he had to know who she was, had to find out if she did this regularly. Her whole day seemed to be revolving around sex so far, and he wanted to know more... and that meant he had to leave first. He wiped his cock on her ass, leaving a trail of mixed cum, and quickly left the store, walking a bit further. Corwyn herself felt aching and empty when they left. She had felt whole when filled, but now, she was missing something important. She stood on unsteady legs, and looked at herself. Skirt up to her waist like a belt, her chest coated in cum. It was probably in her hair, and when she touched her cheek she smiled, and scooped as much into her mouth as she could. Her stockings were ruined, a stain having formed on the inner thigh of each, where any could see. She quickly stripped them off and used them to clean herself up a bit, replacing her shirt and sandals after, trying to look at least a bit presentable. As she left the booth, she put the dildo in her purse, knowing it would come in handy now. It barely fit, leaving no room for her stockings, so she carried those in her hand as she headed to the front. When she saw the manager, the smile on his lips and the ring on his finger said it all... he was the second man she had sucked, had drained and drank. His taste was still in her mouth, salty and slick, and she flushed with shame and lust. The stockings, soaked now from her cleanup, she threw at his counter, and with a flirty grin said, "...keep them. I don't need them now," to his surprised face. With a sway of her hips she left the store, a smile on her face. Her train was not for hours, and she still had the whole day to buy her presents.