[MF] Cumming on my bestfriend's boyfriend’s lap in the movie theatre…[Part 2]

I glanced over at Amy. She was still focused on the screen, completely oblivious to the fact that her boyfriend was subtly grinding against me, and that I was very much responding. Guilt briefly gnawed at me, but it only heightened the excitement. The fact that she hadn't chosen to sit on his lap herself added another layer of tension. Why me? Why hadn't Amy been the one to claim that spot? Maybe she trusted me more than she should have.

Or maybe she knew what was happening.

That thought sent a thrill through me that I couldn't deny. The idea that Amy might know and was somehow okay with it, or maybe even wanted it, made it impossible for me to stop. My hips kept moving, slowly, deliberately. Karl's hands tightened around my waist, his fingers digging in just a bit more forcefully as if he was fighting to keep control

My mind was racing, my body betraying me as I kept pressing back against him, his erection pressing harder against me with each movement. The friction was intense, almost too much, and I bit my lip hard to keep from moaning out loud. Maybe I wanted Amy to notice…?

Suddenly, Karl's hand slid up, slipping beneath my shirt again, but this time higher, grazing the underside of my bra. I felt his fingers brush against the sensitive skin just beneath my breast, sending a shockwave of heat straight to my core. He hesitated for a moment, then his thumb traced a slow, teasing line along the edge of my bra, as if testing my reaction.

I knew I should have stopped him, pulled his hand away, but I didn't. I couldn't. Instead, I leaned back against him even more, pressing my body fully into his, silently giving him permission to go further.

His thumb slipped under the fabric of my bra, brushing lightly against my nipple, and I stifled a gasp. Amy shifted in her seat and I froze, motionless on the tip of her boyfriend's cock. I watched her carefully out the corner of my eye, my heart racing…

Something about the way she was sitting now seemed different. Her posture wasn't as relaxed as before, and her breathing had quickened, though she kept her eyes glued to the screen. I thought she was totally oblivious to what was happening between Karl and me, but now I wasn't so sure.

Her hand slowly slipped down from the armrest, resting casually in her lap, but the movement seemed deliberate, calculated. She shifted again, her lips wet with saliva.

Was she… enjoying this?

My mind raced as I tried to process the possibility. I shifted again in Karl's lap, and I swore I saw Amy's eyes flicker toward us for the briefest moment before she quickly looked back at the screen. The realization sent a surge of excitement through me that I couldn't ignore. The thought that Amy was aware—maybe even getting off on it—made my clit throb.

Her hand had moved slightly in her lap, her fingers pressing subtly against the fabric of her skirt. My eyes widened as I realized what she was doing—rubbing herself through her clothes, as discreetly as possible.

Karl's thumb continued its slow, teasing circles over my nipple, and I arched my back slightly, pressing into his hand, my body responding without hesitation. My breathing was shallow, and I was barely holding it together, but now, instead of guilt, I felt rabid with lust, feral even. My mind flashed a series of images.

Amy's pussy in my mouth as Karl fucked me from behind.

Karl's cock in my mouth as I sat on Amy's face.

Licking Karl's cum of Amy's tits.

A fresh wave of heat flooded my body and I gripped the edges of the armrest as I came, my pussy quivering, my body convulsing. I wanted to scream, but I held my breath, almost passing out as I watched Amy's fingers my little circles on her pussy through her clothes.

I looked over at her, my heart pounded in my chest. Her lips curled into a knowing smirk, and she placed her hand on mine, her boyfriend's cock still wedged between my pussy lips.

"I hate this movie," she said with a smirk. "Shall we get out of here? All three of us?"

I nodded obediently and followed her out of the theater, Karl trailing behind us…