Ascending Lauren Ch. 27 - Sex Stories

Ascending Lauren Ch. 27

... man's heart, and she traced them carefully with her thumb, maximizing his pleasure.

Lauren worked silently, squeezing and caressing, enjoying the way her nails dug into the soft skin. Nate grunted loudly and tried to do more, but she pushed him back on the comforters.

"Shh, just let me make you feel good," she whispered in his ear.

Lauren gripped Nate's erection tightly with both hands, working her way back and forth along the entirety. Beads of sweat formed on her forehead, and his balls hung heavy in his sack, jostling slightly against her palms. Appreciation was etched into the lines of his face as she stroked him slowly and methodically. Tears welled up in her eyes as she recognized the desperation behind his gaze. This was more than just sex; it was a chance to make this man feel like a real person once again, to remind him that he mattered.

As Lauren continued to work her magic on Nate's erection, he couldn't help but lean forward, yearning for a kiss like a lost Bedouin yearns for water. When their lips met, his tongue invaded her mouth with force, searching, digging. She tried her best not to recoil from the yellowed teeth and pungent odor of bad oral hygiene that assaulted her nostrils. Despite the repulsive scent, she persevered, allowing him to slosh around in her mouth and scraping the roof of her throat.

Picking up the pace, Lauren finally felt the slickness of pre-cum coating Nate's tip. She used her thumb to swirl around the sensitive head, ...

... teasing and tormenting. Eventually, Nate's breathing grew ragged, moans turning to labored gasps as he laid back on the comforters. He was teetering on the edge, and she could feel his balls tense. Seconds later, a blast of cum rewarded her efforts from about a foot away from her face. Hot sperm jetted from the purple and black fire hose, spraying steaming spunk everywhere onto Lauren's body and chest area; one particularly large glob struck Lauren's nose and eyes while several landed lips and chin area with force. The spurts continued weaker than before, but powerful enough to hit random places. Lauren glanced down at Black man's thick jizz that splattered against her bra, soiling soft cups that held undulating breasts.

For what seemed hours but were only minutes, their eyes locked onto each other without words, neither believing what had just happened. Lauren eventually removed her hand, allowing the limp cock to fall sideways, while scooping up stray trails of cum with a finger, flicking it onto a nearby towel.

Taking her leave, Lauren stepped alone into the dark alley as a surprisingly chilly gust tugged at her clothing. Looking back, she saw the tent's flickering candle illuminate movement within. At first, it looked oddly like the graceful outline of a shapely woman. But then, to her amazement, it seemed to morph and transform, growing additional tails until assuming the unmistakable nine-tailed shape of the mythical Kumiho.

"What the fuck?"

Lauren blinked and ...