But she wished she could. Her pussy was on fire. It needed a cock.
It was a two-hour layover. Cheri spent the first fifteen minutes of it on one of the bus depot benches, rubbing her thighs together. Then she saw the movie theater across the street, and noted with delight that it was X-rated.
"One, please," she said to the young man at the box office.
Two girls were eating each other on the screen when Cheri went in and sat down. She watched, fascinated, her eyes glazing at the erotic manipulations of female-to-female sex.
In a couple of minutes, a man moved into the seat beside her. He seemed to be well-dressed even though she couldn't see too clearly. She noticed that he was wearing a tie and he had a good smell hovering around him.
He didn't seem to be paying any attention to her. He was studying the screen intently, his hands folded in his lap.
Cheri returned her own face to the screen, smiling secretly to herself.
Two men had joined the women on the screen, and the girls had stopped eating each other long enough to blow them.
Cheri wondered how she could get to act in a porno movie.
Then she suddenly felt a hand on her knee. It didn't move. It just rested there as though it had fallen from the sky by accident. She smiled and sat very still. Slowly, experimentally, the hand began to circle her knee. Then the palm flattened out and started moving upward, inching along the inside of her thigh.
She glanced around to make sure they were unobserved. Then she spread her legs, allowing the stranger freedom to touch her as he wanted to. Up, up, up the hand crawled, gently caressing her smooth inner thigh as it went.
The screen got fuzzy. Cheri smiled wider. She held her breath for a long time and then let it out in a hissing sound as she moved her hand from the arm of the seat and placed it on the man's leg.
He took her wrist with his free hand and placed her hand on his cock. It was big and it was rock-hard, running from his groin clear up his fly almost to his belt.
"Go ahead," he whispered out of the side of his mouth. "Take it out."
She unzipped his pants and reached inside. She found his throbbing prick and wrestled it from its den. She pulled it straight up until she could just see the tip from the glare of the screen's light. It was red and very big and already had a drop of fluid oozing from it.
"Nice," she whispered hotly.
"How do you like it?" he husked.
"Any way I can get it," she replied.
He didn't answer with words. He just started to moan. He moved his hips upward as Cheri played with his rigid cock and then with his balls. She felt him grow hotter and harder in her palm.
"Suck it, honey," he moaned. "Oh, Jesus, suck my dick!"
Again, she looked around to make sure they weren't being watched. No one was paying them the slightest attention, all eyes were riveted on the action on the screen.
When she was sure it was all right, she slipped down to the floor between his knees.
He saw immediately what she was going to do and leaned forward, placing his elbows on the seat in front of him to shield her body from view with his own.
She dropped her head into his lap and ran the seeping tip of his hot cock back and forth across her lips. She opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around his bulbous cockhead.
She heard him groan and felt him squirm in the seat as she pulled his thick hunk of fuckmeat into her mouth.
It felt good in her mouth. It tasted good on her tongue. It was real.
She lathered his big prick with her saliva and widened her jaws. Slowly the full length of his thick cockshaft slid down her throat.
"Good… Jesus, honey, you're the fucking answer to a guy's prayers. Oh, my God, where did you learn to suck a cock like that?"
Half of his thick prick was in her head. She bobbed up and down on it, letting more saliva trickle from the corners of her mouth and slither down his pulsing cockshaft. Then she closed her eyes and took another deep breath. Down, down, down went her head. She took all of his cock into her throat and felt her upper lip in his pubic hair and her lower lip against his hairy ball-sac.
Again he moaned and moved his hips up ward, grinding his pubic bone against her nose. Cheri extended her tongue and licked his balls while his cock was still far down her throat.
Then he bucked his cock up into her face and came. Huge wads of thick cum shot into the back of her throat. She swallowed them as fast as he shot. She moaned as she felt the thick streams slide down her throat and into her belly.
Then, before she could sit back in her seat so he could bring her off with his fingers, he heaved himself up out of his seat and left her there on the floor. He moved up the aisle quickly to the exit without looking back.
Cheri crawled back up into the seat and sat, rigidly, staring at the screen.
Goddamn asshole, she hissed to herself, didn't even wait long enough for me to get myself off!
It was a half-hour before someone else slid into the seat beside her. He was younger than the first one, and more sure of himself. He said nothing to her, nor did she say anything beyond a look to him. The screen had flickered with a new movie, and he boldly had his arm around her shoulder and his hand on her tit.
Cheri moved her hand and found his lap. There were buttons on his fly instead of a zipper. It took both hands, but she finally got it open and extracted his prick.
"Wow, you don't fuck around, do you?" he chuckled huskily, leaning over and whispering in her ear.
"Aren't we both here for the same thing?" Cheri replied curtly.
"Yeah," he chuckled, "I guess we are. Jesus, you got some set of tits."
He reached into the front of her sweater and pushed her bra down so her naked tits could come fully into his palms. His cock jumped to life instantly in her hand when her elongated nipples filled with blood.
"I want you in my pussy," Cheri moaned hotly.
"Okay, honey, c'mere!"
He grabbed her by the shoulders and tugged her over to him. His lips locked on hers, his tongue probing the moistness of her mouth, his teeth rubbing hard against hers in the firmness of their intense embrace.
Her reply was swift and to the point. Her own tongue snaked between his teeth, pushing hard against his and swirling in desire around his mouth. Her arms clasped together behind his neck. Their mutual passions came together like twin bolts of instant lightning. In a moment they were ground together, breath coming hard and fast, their bodies aching to touch, to burrow into one another.
Cheri groaned in fevered anticipation. A man's touch, his stiff cock running hotly along her thighs, the feel of his hard prickmeat on her smooth soft flesh sent rippling currents of desire through her body.
Her nipples were firm and jutting. She could feel them burning.
Still locked as if in combat, his lips left the sweetness of her mouth and traced a path of warm kisses across her cheek to her neck. His hand crept up the long, smooth length of her inner thigh. Slowly but surely, he eased his fingers closer to the soft furry mound of her pussy.
Cheri was moaning audibly, barely able to breathe. At his touch, she came alive with explosive, animal desire. Every pore in her young body was filled with lust. Just his fingers and the palm of his hand brushing across her cunt was driving her insane with lust.
His fingers curled under the elastic of her panties. She held still, her breath coming in fast, heaving swallows as he unfastened her bra and slowly tugged it from the matching swells of her jutting tits. The deep, tempting cleavage between them drew his eyes like a magnet.
"Jesus, sweet Jesus… your tits, they're gorgeous."
"Touch 'em," Cheri breathed. "Suck 'em!"
His hands worked over the heaving slopes of her wondrous tits. She shivered with anticipation and excitement at the sensations of his touch. His hands probed downward into the soft, warm furrow between her throbbing, heaving tit-globes.