Ascending Lauren Ch. 27 - Sex Stories

Ascending Lauren Ch. 27

... bobbing in the air.

Alex's hand molesting Lauren's ass, feeling the curve of her cheeks and the heat of her body.

As if by instinct, one foot crossed over to the adjacent knee, and off came a tube sock.

Suddenly, the couple came to a halt. Alex's hand gently glided up from Lauren's waist, delicately tracing a path along her side and over her chest. Lauren's nipples responded, becoming erect beneath the sheer fabric of her dress. A subtle moan escaped her lips as Alex playfully teased her. Drawing her closer, the Texan enveloped Lauren in his strong embrace, pressing her body against his. Under the enchanting moonlight, he tenderly kissed her, their lips intertwining with passion. The vibrant lights of Miami illuminated the backdrop, intensifying the air of romance that surrounded them.

With one hand wrapped around his own dick, Corey imagined Lauren cupping Alex's bulge through his perfectly fitted slacks. Lauren's fingers tapped, tap, tapped on the trousers, exploring the length of the impressive package.

Taking a deep breath, Corey unfurled the sock and began to slip it over his cock. He could feel the thick, absorbent cotton sliding down, until the band fit tightly around the base. It took a few adjustments to ensure it was evenly distributed around his shaft, the tip pulsating against the toe of the stocking.

Now, where was I?

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Shane saw Lauren Miller and her companion abruptly stop ahead, just at the entrance to a marina that housed small ...

... to medium sized motorboats. The two turned to each other and embraced, she tilting her head back as the man began to nibble her neck. Hands roaming over her body, Alex gripped her ass and pulled the raven-haired beauty closer.

The voyeur ducked behind a tree with his bike as he watched them kiss. When her date hiked Lauren's dress, revealing her bare, smooth legs, Shane had to readjust himself.

This shit was hot as hell.

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Corey's hand stroked the underside of the sock with one hand, while the other pulled the banded elastic taut around the base. He could feel the throbbing beneath as he continued to think of his wife and her date making out.

Alex's fingers traced a path up her thigh, his touch gentle but firm. She arched her hips towards him, wanting more, biting her lip as he reached the lacy panties, teasing the bare pussy lips through the fabric.

Without warning, Lauren pulled her unsuspecting date behind a wooden shed used during business hours as a shelter to sell boat rides. Glancing around for any prying eyes and seeing none, she sank to her haunches, slightly raising her dress to maintain a precarious balance. Her fingers trembled as she quickly undid the buckle of Alex's belt. As the zipper reached the bottom, the outline of Alex's cock through his boxers became clear. Seconds later, his glorious cock sprang free.

As the water lapped against the boardwalk pylons, so did Lauren's tongue, darting out to taste the tip of Alex's cock. A low moan ...