1. Laney Scoops the City


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

    show. A few items of hosiery acted as no shield. "Damn," he said again, gripping the camera one-handed while massaging his denim-etched cock. "Eighteen months in prison, I dreamed of pussy like that. What I'm gonna fuckin' do to it... Bring it here." Laney tried to disguise how much his brazen words startled her. She walked to him, slightly askew in high-heels, and he sat forward on the exercise bench, reaching with his non-camera hand. His fingers stretched unapologetically between her thighs and the middle one stroked a slick line along her lips. "Wet already," he observed. "Turn around." She did, still gasping from his contact with her labia. His rough palm tested her butt cheeks with a firm squeeze to each. "Fuck yeah, that’s one fine ass. Turn around and straddle the bench." "What?" "Put your legs either side of it, standing." She did, shocked and shamed by her own wetness. He lingered a moment at her pruned pubic tuft, his face mere inches away from it... Then he set aside the camera, seized her ass cheeks with both hand and pulled her to him, thrusting his tongue into her pussy. Laney’s entire body tightened. She nearly dropped the tape recorder and clutched it frantically, as this stranger's tongue explored her. After the initial invasion he withdrew, and his thumbs parted her so that the flat blade of his tongue could slide back and forth against her splayed lips. His actions were beyond bold – they were damned outrageous... and they sent electric sensation ...
    throughout her body. His fingers gripped and pulled her tight to him as he teased, his tongue gliding upwards to her now fully engorged clitoris and flickering on it. Oh God, what the hell was he doing to her? She jolted and squirmed, mortification and delight clashing within her, one intensifying the other. "Gettin’ worked up?" He broke only momentarily to speak, before tickling her bud again and then lapping with great luxurious strokes of his tongue. It seemed impossible that he could raise so much excitement within her so quickly, yet every vital sign was quickening, the flutters in her lower belly building to near-unbearable intensity. "How about I stick my fingers inside you?" The look on his face as he said it was taunting and evil. "Would you like that?" Oh God... If she said yes, what the hell was she admitting about herself? She'd come here to get a story for Mike, to break the rules in a one-time act of solidarity. She wasn't doing this because she actually wanted to be with this scumbag, right? All she could force out in response was a fraught squeak. "Was that 'yes'?" Milazzo tongued her clit again and thrust two slithering fingers right inside her, clutching her pubic bone with the heel of his hand. She sucked in breath and felt the start of a climax she couldn't believe was happening. Then before it could roll into an unstoppable wave, he withdrew and left her panting. Relief vied with disappointment. "Not yet," he said, enjoying every flicker of her face and twitch of ...
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