Ascending Lauren Ch. 27 - Sex Stories

Ascending Lauren Ch. 27

... clenched her jaw as it inched closer to the apex between her legs. She groaned loudly as The Chairman reached the excited, pulsating slit.

"SHIT!"

Juices flooded Corey's hand and this time she did cum. Nothing earth-shattering, but it was there.

"Jesus, babe," Lauren gasped as she raised her head briefly from the pillows, staring at him.

"Such a fucking whore. A nasty, filthy whore."

Burying her head again, she began to squeal. Suddenly, the tip of The Chairman brushed her clit and the soughs turned to whines.

"OH, OH, OH. Right there, right there, right there, right there."

Another mini quake. Copious amounts of fluids beset Corey's hand. Gently, he slipped the vibrator off her button, moving it between her pink lips. With little effort he pushed it into her moist hole, watching with interest as the tip of the vibrator disappeared inside her. He had always marveled at the way a pussy could expand to take something so much bigger that physics would call for. Corey continued to work the toy into Lauren's pussy, gradually getting deeper and more intense with each stroke. He focused on keeping it shallow at first, allowing her body to adjust and relax. But as she began to stammer, Corey knew that she was ready for something more. Much more. He increased the speed of the strokes, making sure that The Chairman was hitting all the right spots. The suction helped draw her juices out, making her even wetter than before. He could feel see her muscles tightening ...

... around the polymer as it went deeper and faster.

"You look so pretty in your pale pink crop top, nipples hard and cutting through, hands on the hips of your shiny mini-skirt. How much are you asking?"

Lauren thought back to Joey the trick, when she had fled from the pimp. "Two...two bills."

"That's quite a bit for some cheap street hooker. Are you worth it?"

"Y-Y-Yes."

"SLUT!"

Corey plunged the dildo deep into her cunt. "FUCKING SLUT!"

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh."

"You disappear into a shiny large Lincoln SUV. He drives you to an alley. I can see you through the windshield as he hands you several bills. The next thing I know, his hands are roaming over your body, grabbing at your tits and squeezing them."

Small mewls as Lauren's hips rose and fell from the mattress.

"Does...does that make you hard?" she had the presence of mind to ask. "Another guy manhandling me?

Always the cuckoldress.

Corey paused as his limp dick twitched. It did indeed. "Especially when the lucky fucker raises your top, your small, perfect tits flopping out. He wastes no time in grabbing them, squeezing and kneading them like a fucking animal."

"Hmm."

"He pinches your nipples, you throw your head back."

Lauren gasped. "What areyou doing?"

"I'm standing in his high beams, cock through my fly, jacking off. You pull your long hair back into a tight ponytail. Without warning, your head disappears."

The wanton wife's face grimaced. "I'm sucking him off."

"That's right, ...