1. Laney Scoops the City


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

    you are, girl, and tell me what you want." "I'll come back..." "You'll say what you gotta say or you won't get another fuckin’ chance." His enjoyment of her embarrassed voyeurism was more than clear. Laney forced herself to look away from his hard slamming of the blonde, trying to re-grasp the thread of what she was doing in his apartment. "You know why I'm here," she managed, face burning. "Remind me." He said it through gritted teeth as he fucked. Laney's eyes kept being drawn inexorably back to his straining naked form. “And be careful what you fuckin’ say, girl. I don’t know how much English this one understands.” "You talked to my associate at the paper, Mike Dennehy, about the whole… you know, business. He said you wanted to talk." "Maybe I did. Where's he? Why's he sending a fuckin' teenager?" "I'm twenty-four and his colleague. Mike... He's ill in hospital. I thought maybe you'd talk to me instead." Milazzo paused in his sexual rampage, perspiration beading on his brow as he scrutinized Laney. He had close-cropped hair that accentuated his face’s hard contours and the blazing power of his stare. Everything about him intimidated. Retaining eye-contact with the young journalist, he grabbed his blond plaything by her hair and shoved her face side-on against the covers, humping furiously down into her as she moaned. "You thought wrong then, didn’t you? I talk to him or no one. Now I’m fuckin’ busy here, or are you too dumb to see that?" Laney's pulse was rushing as she ...
    tried to communicate over the crazy scene. "He said there were things you wanted to say. I can..." He pulled his flush-faced plaything from the covers and himself out of her, dragging the eagerly compliant women from the bed and putting her on her knees. Laney could not help but glance at his cock – impressively huge in its erect state and glistening from its endeavours inside the pussy it had been fucking. "Now you listen to me, hot-shot," he said, grabbing his lover by the hair and pushing her face onto him so that his raging phallus was obscured from Laney’s vision. He continued speaking with the blonde's head bobbing furiously up and down at his groin. "I got plenty to say, but you think I'm gonna trust some little bitch fresh outa college, think again." He pumped his ardent fellatrix vigorously on himself, glaring at Laney all the while. She stared at the sight – the woman's brassiere ripped from her breasts and loosely circling her stomach, the only other clothing on her body a combination of stockings and garter belt. Attractive in the sluttiest street-whore kind of way. "The only thing I trust you to do is get on your knees and suck my fuckin' cock along with this slut," Milazzo said. "You wanna do that? You wanna get that pretty mouth around my cock right now?" "No, I..." "Then get the fuck outa my apartment. Misty here knows how to work my dick, and that's all the use I got for anyone today. Take it or fuckin’ leave it." Laney retreated, stumbling into the door frame, ...