Ascending Lauren Ch. 27 - Sex Stories

Ascending Lauren Ch. 27

... spread across Lauren's face as she realized that this was exactly what she wanted.

"C'mon, Twisty," she taunted him again with a sly smile on her face as she felt him harden, driven by his anger and desire to be the man she needed him to be right then. "Show me what you're made of, you flabby weak wimp."

Without warning or hesitation, Corey struck Lauren across the cheek with the back of his hand hard enough to leave a red mark. He could see the flame in her eyes as she felt the thrill of pain mixed with pleasure. He wasn't the only one with a kink.

"OH GOD, YES," she moaned with need. "Fuck me like you mean it."

Corey rammed his cock into her pussy, no longer caring if he caused her discomfort.

"Swing and a miss," Lauren laughed maniacally, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Trying to be the man you used to be? I'll believethat when I see it."

Slap! Slap!

As Corey continued to smack her across the face, Lauren moaned louder and louder, her body writhing, vulva clamping down on his cock. It was no secret her submissive side had recently surfaced while beneath certain men, and she was trying really hard to feel that with her husband. But try as she might, he just wasn'tthem.

Corey doubled down at the task at hand, thrusting, jabbing, banging away, his balls slapping against her taint. As he did so, his cock throbbed and pulsed inside her love canal, aching to blow. Clenching his jaw tightly, the project manager tried to focus on something else, ...

... anything that would help him hold on just a little bit longer. Budget figures, construction deadlines, the proverbial baseball box scores. But it was no use. Between Lauren's hot pussy and her filthy mouth, he was getting closer. Much closer.

"Shit, c'mon cucky," Lauren frothed, "ARE YOU EVEN IN ME? It's so hard to tell."

Those last words sealed Corey's fate. "Gonna cum," he murmured.

The disappointment was clear on his wife's face. "So fast?" she sneered. "Christ's sake, can't even get five minutes out of your miserable pecker anymore."

"Fuck! Fuck! Fucking hell!" Corey roared, tensing up and grunting as his dick began to spasm uncontrollably. Hot cum shot out into her womb.

Frustration replaced the disappointment. "Now why did you go and do that?" she asked him angrily.

Corey hung his head in shame as he looked at Lauren with tears forming, his wet noodle of a dick slipping out of her.

"I give you a chance and what do you do? Minute Man Manny. I think I'll text that back to your friends in Iowa. Minute Man Manny. Would you like that?"

Lauren could see the hurt in her husband's eyes, but more prevalent was the elevated arousal. She had pushed him yet again, satiating his kink with yet more cruelty. And even wallowing in his humiliation, Corey couldn't deny the twisted excitement that it brought him. The degradation, the verbal abuse--it all fueled a dark deviant desire within. He was drawn to the abasement that now defined their bedroom.

Lauren propped ...