Chapter 32 32: Ninety Degree F*Ck [R-18+]

In turn, the row of voyeurs snapping photos of this lurid scene seem utterly unbothered by the fact you've waltzed into the photo they were taking and quite literally ruined it all with your dick.

They continue to snap photos and catch different angles, and Power Girl in turn smiles at the cameras like nothing is happening, like it's all according to plan.

It just happens now, it seems; the world has grown to accept my perversions and turned them into just a fact of life.

These photographers don't seem to be acting like they're recording a woman getting tit fucked in public, but like they're just snapping photos of a cosplayer who looks great and sexy in her costume.

It's a casual sense of openness that makes it all the more satisfying to keep thrusting into her tits, keep fucking her pillow cleavage to my heart's content, unable to slow down the mad thrusting that has my cock throbbing in ecstasy.

There's so much happening all at once and I'm just along for the ride at this point, giving in to whatever happens and happy to be there happy to be savoring the softness of breasts that make the fantasy of the Power Girl cleavage window tit fuck into something as good as it always should have been.

A good pair of hefty breasts really helps bring the whole thing together neatly into a blissful package.

I keep thrusting, keep pounding away in her breasts, letting the clicking of the cameras set my pace as my cock hammers down into her cleavage and doesn't stop.

The energy takes me, my first conquest on the floor a great start to this madness as I stare down at the utterly disaffected expression on Power Girl's face amid her continued focus on the photos being taken of her.

Is it weird to say that the way she ignores me fucking her tits is making it even hotter turn on point at least for me?

Oh well, it's irrelevant; I have better things to do. Like pulling out of cleavage as with a hot groan I grab hold of my cock, a few last strokes are all I need to paint Power Girl's exposed cleavage with my cum.

Cumming down her top would be good, but covering up her cleavage window with gooey white spunk is even better.

I leave a hefty coating of spunk all over her tits, and as I draw back, I smirk, "Be sure to get plenty of pictures in with that."

Indeed, as I walk away, Power Girl shifts her body toward the cameras again, striking a heroic pose while people catch plenty of photos of her cum frosted cleavage like nothing is off about it at all.

I didn't even move five steps before the skimpy skirt of a Juliet Starling cosplayer catches my eye, and I don't even hesitate... "Bend over, Juliet," I said to her directly, looking right at her skirt.

"Sure!" she says excitedly, flashing a smile back at me as she pitches forward, leaning deep in and shoving her perky butt out, her skirt rising up a bit to show off the frilly panties beneath.

"My pussy is just begging for a hard cock to be inside of it, go right ahead and fuck me, sir."

It's almost too easy now. I flip up her skirt and tug her panties down, guiding my cock right up to her tight heat pussy and pushing into it, groaning as I sheathe my cock into a different, slicker, firmer kind of warmth than what I get with a tit fuck.

Juliet's pussy is snug, opening up around my cock as I ease into it with steady thrusts pushing in deeper with each stroke of my hips, and I'm already ignited with the kind of bubbling excitement I can't get enough of as she coos in elation, pressing slowly back against me.

Some women seem to be more into my random public 'indulgences' than others, and it's interesting to see the strange switch around as I go from bored and distracted Power Girl to Juliet, who moans as she shoves her butt back, meeting my cock as I start to fuck her pussy with a steady, and quick pace.

"Oh hey guys!" she calls out to a group of Disney princesses walking by, waving at them like it's nothing, and they wave back on their way down the hall, all while I continue to fuck the girl dressed like a zombie slaying cheerleader.

It's all just how it is now, and I welcome that, enjoying the way she moans amid my steady pounding of her tight snatch pussy.

I'm a little impatient and very aggressive in how I take her, rocking her body forward with each thrust before she slams right back into place, and the two of us work up a nice, steady rhythm together.

"Did you like Lollipop Chainsaw?" she asks, looking back from over her shoulder to me as she makes nice small talk with the guy pounding her cunt.

How can I keep from indulging in it too?

"It was pretty fun. I loved Juliet's design the most." Shooting back some casual small talk while I fuck a stranger makes it all the better in the strangest of ways, feeding the chaos and depravity just a little bit more.

Everything about this is already so insane that I may as well just go with it and not stress about anything as I enjoy the madness while it happens.

"I loved it too. Such a slutty design." Her brow furrows a moment, as if she almost makes the connection between her words and her actions, how she's getting fucked on the convention floor by a guy she'd never met, but something falls short of making it come together as she shrugs and smiles at me some more.

It's frightening how good she is at keeping herself at an almost perfect ninety degree bend while getting fucked; she must have done a lot of exercise like yoga or she's just had a lot of experience with this sort of thing.

Experience or her exercise, well it doesn't matter, I take eager advantage of my hips as I continue my pace and quicken it. I'm drawing closer by the second, groaning and grunting my way to a nice, satisfying release into her pussy..

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