1. Laney Scoops the City


    Date: 8/11/2015, Categories: Fiction, Author: LushStories, Rating: 95.8, Source: sexstories.com

    "Go, you little bitch, give it your all. One minute." One minute? Panic flared again and she scrambled back onto her knees, sucking his swollen glans into her mouth and diving as far down the shaft as she dared. This time he gave her no help and she forced herself past her gag-reflex to hoover up further inches of cock. Desperate, she shunted herself back and forth on him, milking his shaft with her throat, like a performer in a deranged sex-circus. The miracle of her new-found success was not lost on Jake. "God," he said, seething with lust. "Fuckin' little cock-hound. Look at you go." His crude commentary continued as she alternated throat and fist, pumping his cock furiously with both in fast succession as the spit flew everywhere and frothed all over his engorged length. "Little bitch, you could get fuckin' paid for this. I got some construction buddies would give good money to have you suck their cocks like this. What say I arrange a little party? We could both take a cut, you and me. I'd love to pimp you out and fuckin' watch you suck them off. Goddamn, you dirty little fuck-slut..." She heard the hoarse desperation in those final words. He was on the verge for sure. Encouraged she jerked that cock, sensing his body tighten. He was about to spew. Film this, you fucker! Jubilation rising within her, she pumped that shaft, tickling the head with her tongue and watching for the white fountain which was surely only seconds away from bursting free of... "Time's up, bitch!" ...
    He pushed her off his quivering cock. She watched it in dismay – livid and twitching, but resolutely failing to fire off that cum-load. "Close," he told her with gravelly glee, "but no fuckin' cigar." Her heart might have been sinking, but he was pulling her upward onto her feet, spinning her one-eighty and shoving her stumbling in heels over to his mirrored dresser. "Bend over," he said, "and spread those cheeks. I wanna see the look on your face when I torpedo your sweet ass." He slammed the camera down next to her, lens aimed to film her reflected self. Laney leaned against the cheap wood of the dresser and reached back to stretch her buttocks apart, exposing her most intimate secrets. She was fixed less on herself and more on Jake, as he grabbed the lube bottle from the bed and flipped the cap. He doused his angry length with it from root to tip so that it ran down and dripped from his balls. Then he advanced on her, container in one hand and cock in the other, lovingly oiling up his great ravishing pole. “I promised myself in jail I'd pop some sweet thing's ass-cherry, once I got out,” he said. “It kept me goin'. You don't know how much I'm gonna enjoy this.” I can guess, she thought wildly. Oh God, guess a girl's gotta do what she's gotta do... She gulped back a squeal as he seized her, letting lubricant spill all down her ass-crack and smoothing it between her cheeks with his other hand. When he inserting one crude thrusting finger, her anal muscles clutched the digit ...
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