Ascending Lauren Ch. 10

Lauren felt something shift on the mattress. Opening her eyes, she discovered Tony and Tommy kneeling above her, fondling their respective cocks. The black-haired vixen reached up and took them in her hands.

"Just like old times," she cooed.

A pang of jealousy stabbed Corey in the heart.

Fap, fap, fap.

Amy moaned at the sight of her friend stimulating the two young bucks and reached out to kiss both while she continued to hump Lauren's belly. Occasionally the blonde shook her head in ecstasy, ample breasts bouncing happily in front of her three companions.

The erotic pyramid continued for quite some time, the exigency of their love making gaining steam. Several times, Corey thought one or both the boys were going to lose their load on his wife's face, only to hold on.

Eventually, Amy moved her hips lower, past Lauren's navel, until their bald pussy lips met in a sloppy, thirsty kiss. Clit against tumid clit, the glorious friction served to fuel their passion as both women moved in unison, caught up in the rapture of their now mutually quivering labia.

Lauren felt the scorching heat from Amy's young cunt as they slammed their pelvis' together with rabid urgency. More than a few times, the blonde sent the executive to the edge with her sapphire eyes and youthful face. It did not escape Lauren that the girl on top, grinding her 26-year-old pussy into her navel, was the same age as her daughters. She cried out involuntarily, shaking her head, desperately trying to banish the dark thoughts that popped into her consciousness. Oh my God!

The women continued to grind their pussies into each other, trying to find just the right position to allow maximum contact. Amy turned sideways to allow her vulva a slight perpendicular angle. Both girls howled when their meaty lips locked together like some perverse jigsaw puzzle.

"Ohhhh, Lauren!"

"Oh, Ameeeeeeee!"

The younger woman leaned back for leverage, hands gripping Lauren's knees. blonde hair curling down her back like a golden shroud. Both women were rocking back and forth now, using their groins as an obscene fulcrum, willing their pussies to deliver the release they so needed.

"Fuck! Fuck, FUCK!" Lauren brayed. "Oh shit, oh shit!"

"Ohhh, ohhh, goddamn," Amy shouted. "Fuck me, Lauren!"

Both could feel incredible, massive orgasms building. Lauren forgot about the two cocks in her hands and sat up on the mattress, throwing her arms around her best friend, holding on for dear life. The bed began to shake as the girls frantically and rhythmically slammed their pelvises together.

"Aeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!"

"Oooooo, oooooo, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

Tony and Tommy didn't want to cum, but they just couldn't help it. Watching the girls' savage tribbing right there was too much. The latter came first, firing a stream of thick jizz across the headboard. Tony followed suit, spraying his onto Lauren's back.

Lauren felt Tony's huge load paint her shoulder blades. Oh, nooooo! The coaster ride began, pulling her up the track to the first drop.

"Fuck me, Amy!!"

Closer now, almost to the top.

"Right there, Lauren!! Oh God, oh God!"

The gorgeous blonde grabbed her friend's face between both hand's.

"Ahhhhh, you fucking cunt!" she barked, spit flying.

The car breached the top and went over, the bottom falling out of Lauren's world as she rode the weightlessness of her orgasm.

"Ammeeeeeeeeeeee!!"

"Oh fuck, Lauren, oh God!" Amy was there too. She joined her friend as they clung to one another, pussies grinding out final thrusts, soaking the sheets in the process. "I'm cumming Lauren, YES! YES! Ohhhhhhhhhhh, ohhhhhhhhhh!!

The women grunted as they fell from each other's arms and collapsed. The boys leaned up against the headboard, the last bit of semen oozing from their still hard penises.

"Jesus, you broads are fire!" Tommy panted.

Yes, they were. And they weren't done yet. Each pulled a boy into their arms, Tony on top of Lauren, Tommy on Amy. Foreplay was not at all necessary. Tony supported his body above Lauren with thick and muscular arms, positioning his cock at the entrance to her now red and puffy muff. He was going to fuck the shit out of this slut wife, and she was more than ready for him to do it. The boy gripped his tool and began guiding the impressive steel into her already gushing tunnel.

Go for it, kid, Corey leered, then gasped when he realized what was about to happen. Babe, no!

Lauren felt the boy's circumcised head beginning to penetrate her butterfly. It feels soooo good...but...

"WAIT!" she cried out.

Tony stopped, clearly annoyed. He knew the reason for her outburst all too well. Fuck. And he didn't have any with him.

Amy knew too. She demanded protection as well. Reaching into her capris, she grabbed two condom packs, tossing one to Tony, the other to Tommy. A true party girl is always prepared.

Lauren went limp. That was close. For a second there, she'd been ready to let this boy fuck her without a net, remembering how amazing even the small amount of goo Corey deposited in her earlier had felt. How could she have gotten so carried away? Not a good idea, little Miss. He's probably slept with half the sororities in the South Florida region.

Protected now, Lauren pulled Tony over her, this time grasping the latex wrapped cock herself and guiding into her wet hole. Her eyes closed tightly as it slid in, filling her the way her husband could not. God, it feels so good. Corey leaned from the doorway just in time to see his wife's face grimace in ecstasy as the boy's manhood stretched out her vaginal walls. It was truly one of his favorite moments. But that was close. Was she really considering letting him fuck her bareback?

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Tony laid on top of Lauren and kissed her as they began rocking back and forth as one. Lips smacked loudly and tongues danced wildly as their passion skyrocketed. Things sizzled quickly. Lauren arched her back from time to time to ensure he could reach max depth.

"OHHHHHHHHHH!"

"Shit, baby, clamp that pussy around my cock, fuck it, fuck it!"

"Give it to me, Tony, wreck my pussy!"

"Gonna...gonna...fuck you...any time...I want."

Corey raised his eyebrows. Any time he wants?

"Yesssssss, Tony yes, I'm your whore. FUCK ME, fuck your whore!"

The couple settled into a steady rhythm, Lauren clutching his back, strong hands under her buttocks, helping to drive his shaft deeper and deeper. Their voices were reduced to a series of grunts, moans, and sighs. Every now and again Corey caught a whisper.

"Fuck yeah, deeper, go deeper," Lauren panted.

"You're so beautiful," Tony breathed, "so beautiful."

Fap, fap, fap.

Amy and Tommy were in their own world, albeit inches away. The young blonde had mounted Lauren's neighbor and was riding his cock with abandon.

"Fuck me, Tommy, don't stop, stuff me, GIVE IT TO ME!"

Corey tore his eyes away from his wife and her lover to watch the younger couple. From his perspective, the pair's youth clearly gave them an edge in the energy department. Several times he thought Amy was going to rip Tommy's dick clean off. Not that Lauren and Tony were far behind in that respect. In fact, they were getting quite a bit louder now.

"Ohhh...ohhh...ummm...c'mon, Tony, fuck my pussy, you know you wanna to cum. I want it too, baby!"

Tony continued to piston his cock in and out of the mature pussy, feeling another orgasm building. He had never cum twice in such little time, but the images of the girls making out, the beautiful raven-haired wife below him, and the blonde riding his fraternity brother only a foot away was overloading his circuits. He was going to cum.

"Ah, SHIT, bitch, gonna blow, take it, take it!"

Lauren raked painted nails down his back as she held on, matching his strong thrusts. The girth was stretching her out now, the fullness almost unbearable.

"Fuck me like you fuck those college girls, baby, come in my tight, warm pussy, LET IT GO!"

"FUCKIN' WHORE!! Gonna cum, here it comes, here it comes!" Tony bellowed as he looked down, watching his condom-wrapped cock thrust into the older woman's bare pussy below. "FUCK your husband, Lauren, this is my cunt now!"

Lauren's back arched, hands pulling his ass closer.

"I'm gonna cum, Tony," she whispered, squeezing him tight, squeaking as the small spasm spread throughout her extremities. Amy had taken most of her energy earlier, leaving little for Tony to work with, but this was a pleasant release, nonetheless.

The boy tensed once more, his body seizing as he grunted and winced, draining the last bit of semen into the rubber. Collapsing on Lauren's chest, he repeatedly voiced his appreciation. "Awe shit, baby, thank you, thank you, so good, so good."

Corey damned near lost his load right then but managed to hold on. How can I last this long in my hands, but only minutes in Lauren's pussy? It was a mystery so many others with his fetish have wrestled with over the years.

Lauren held Tony tightly until he stopped shaking, her fingers caressing his sweaty hair. Tony's cock was big enough for her to have felt it convulse and quake while ejaculating, even though it was just into the latex's reservoir. She closed her eyes. How amazing it would have felt had it shot deep into me.

As Tony rolled off with a smile, Lauren glanced to her left just in time to see Tommy nearing the same fate. His head was buried in a pillow as Amy bounced up and down on his dick like a woman possessed, her meaty jugs jiggling in time with the rhythm as her pussy tried to coax a second round out of him as well. He seemed to be having trouble getting there.

Seeing his plight, Lauren chimed in. "Fuck her good, Tommy!" she barked, "Get her off."

The young couple locked eyes with the older woman as Amy doubled down on her assault.

"Spray me," Lauren beseeched Tommy. "I want to feel your hot love on my face."

"Oh FUCK!" The boy hollered. He was almost there.

Lauren crouched down. "Been looking at those naughty pictures again, baby?" She remembered what had been in his browser history. "The ones that look just like me? You wanna blow your load on my face again, don't you, Tommy?"

"Yes! Fuck, yes!"

"On my tits?"

"Oh, hell yes!"

"Do it, baby, cum us!" Amy begged.

Tommy's head began thrashing against the pillow.

"Off me, off me! I'm there! I'm there!

Amy rolled off the young man and positioned her face over his groin. Lauren did the same. They tried yanking the condom off, but it clung to the sweaty and slippery shaft.

"Damnit!"

"Gonna cum!" Tommy warned, desperately clawing it to no avail. He tried stalling the inevitable, wanting very much to paint the older woman's face with his load. Finally Amy simply tore the latex tip and hurriedly rolled the sheath down past the cock head, just in time for Tommy's first eruption.

"Fuuucccckkkkkkk!" he roared, grasping both girls' shoulders.

The first discharge caught Amy on the cheek, the second, more powerful stream completely shellacked Lauren's forehead and nose.

"Give it to us, baby, every last ounce!" Amy implored the boy, milking his quaking manhood.

"Ahhhhh, FUCK you bitches are hot! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!"

Corey was hammering his own cock while watching the kid unload on his wife's face. It was an impressive amount for being a second rounder. Seeing the milky-white liquid run down Lauren's face sent him to the toilet, flinging open the lid.

God Lauren, so nasty, so beautiful.

He bent over the bowl, one hand leaning against the wall behind it, the other tugging furiously at his raw and increasingly tender meat.

My wife...a slut, a whore, a world class cocksucker!

Fap, fap, fap.

That cum on her face!

Fap, fap, fap.

"All my friends are fucking me, babe!"

"Oh, Lauren!" he cried out, beyond caring if anyone noticed.

His cock dripped strands of pre-cum, elongating as gravity pulled the stringy mess towards the porcelain rim. He pictured her "posse" hanging out every weekend, pool by day, orgy by night.

Fap, fap, fap.

He was close.

Oh God! Oh God! Oh God! You fucking whore, fucking whore, fucking whore!

Real close.

Suddenly, Corey wasn't alone. A body pressed itself against his back and a small tan arm reached round the pudgy belly, a delicate hand encircling his dick.

Shit!

He looked in the mirror directly behind the toilet and saw a face he knew as well as his own, staring back at him over his shoulder. Remnants of Tommy's glaze were still on her cheek.

"I thought I heard my name," Lauren whispered.

"I-I-I...shit, Lauren. I don't know what to say."

"Shhhh. Don't say a thing." She tightened her grip on his cock.

"Oh God."

"I thought you might come up. Are you enjoying the get-together?"

They searched each other's faces in the reflection.

"Yes," Corey croaked.

"I was with Amy."

He nodded. "I saw. You two were beautiful together."

"Hmm, we were, weren't we? Tony fucked me good too."

"Sounds like he wants more. Gonna go steady?"

Lauren laughed. "Hardly."

"You admitted you were his whore."

"Tonight, I was."

He could feel his release building. Lauren knew it too. Her hand pumped his six inches as she laid it on.

"You know, if he was my boyfriend, he could come over every day and have his way with me. I'd be his plaything while you sit at home in Iowa, imagining all the naughty, perverse things we'd do. Would you like that, Twisty?"

Corey's lips curled into a snarl. His balls were ready to explode.

"Whatta you say, babe, can he use my pussy while you use your hand?"

"Yessssss."

Lauren was beating him off furiously now. She brought the other round to his chest and fingered a nipple.

"Cum for me, babe. Give it to me."

"Oh, Lauren!"

"Think of the things you have to fantasize about on those cold Iowan nights. Me and my friends. My fuck buddies. All banging your hot, whore wife until she screams their names!"

"Oh, nooooooooooooooooo!"

Her husband's dick constricted and then expanded, hard as steel.

Here it comes.

Lauren scrambled under Corey's arms and sat on the toilet seat, face to face with his now pulsating penis. She resumed stroking the wrinkled worm.

"Blow baby. Spray my face. Give your slut what she needs."

"Laurrrrrrrrrrreeeennnnnnn!" Corey brayed as he felt the orgasm rip through his body and the jizz hurtle down towards his tormented glans, seeking an exit. The first spurt made its debut in fine fashion, landing squarely in the eyes of the mother of two. She took it all, some in her hair, some on the forehead, the majority of it on her chin, where small droplets escaped and ran down her neck.

Lauren waited patiently until his aging body recovered, then gently pushed him away from the toilet. Her eyes twinkled. "We've got a holiday reunion to plan, mister. But first, I need a shower."

The couple stripped the bed and threw on fresh linens before turning off the light. As they walked arm-in-arm down the stairs to the first level, they bumped hips and played ass-grab like they were 20-year-olds.

At the bottom of the steps, Lauren turned to Corey and hugged him tight. "Please hurry down to me. It won't be home until you're here."

"Soon," he promised her, kissing the top of her head. "Very soon."

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