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Ascending Lauren Ch. 27
Date: 5/23/2024, Categories: Loving Wives, Author: bySimpleEnigma
... came. "Dress you up in leather and lace and parade you in front of men looking to abuse a tight little body like yours." "Jesus, Corey, I'm..." "A hot ass tramp? Yeah, I know that now. What was it you said? The slut I never knew I had?" She sighed heavily as he placed the tip of the thick vibrating dildo on her lips. "Suck it, whore. Give me what I paid for." As Lauren obediently sucked the hard shell of the vibrator, Corey couldn't help but smile. In past months, she had assumed the dominant role in their sex life, but here, for a fleeting moment, his wife had morphed into the submissive he'd seen her be with other men. "We're in a seedy part of town, the kind of neighborhood where every window and door have bars. Do you hear me?" Lauren nodded, her eyes closed, imagining what her husband was conjuring up. Given her recent encounter in Lemon City, it wasn't a stretch at all. He shoved the dildo deeper into her throat. "We pass other working girls," Corey growled, pulling The Chairman from between her teeth, her mouth falling open with webs of saliva. "Black, oriental, Cuban. Some pretty, some not. Like them, you are wearing a pink belly shirt, no bra, and blue metallic mini-hot pants." Unhurried, he wrapped his hand around the dildo's girth, and torturously let the tip graze Lauren's rock-hard nipples. With each touch, she wiggled and whined. "I stop the car, leaning over you and throwing open the passenger door, demanding that you get ...
... out. You look at me like I'm crazy, and yet..." "I get out." The forty-eight-year-old beauty's breathing was irregular as she kept her eyes shut tightly, wanting the scene to play out. "'Go be the whore you are' I insist." Corey traced the vibrator down the center of her stomach, stopping at her navel. "I circle the block and stop down the street where I can keep an eye on you. In no time, a car pulls up and you lean in." Heavy moans echoed through the room as she pressed the back of her head against fluffy white pillows. Midnight hair spread out around her like a dark shroud, framing her face in shadows. "What does he want?" Corey asked, his voice barely above a whisper as he leaned closer to his wife's ear. Lauren shook her head, eyes still squeezed tight. "WHAT DOES HE WANT?" "He...he wants to party," she eventually managed to get out through gritted teeth, remembering her brief time on the streets. "He wants to fuck me." "Oh, you are a dirty little slut, letting strangers pay money for your pussy. Do you want to go with him?" Laurens pelvis instinctively grinded against the toy, seeking more contact. "Do you?" The image of herself leaning into the stranger's car, his hungry leer, the criminality of it all. Lauren could almost feel the john's hands on her body, roughing her up, abusing her... "Yesss," she hissed. Corey gently widened his wife's legs, carefully placing the vibrator on her inner thighs, skimming her skin. Lauren ...