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Chapter 3 by Bran_Hopewell Bran_Hopewell

What happened?

Had Amber for lunch

As she settles in, you feel Laura's red hot and soaking wet pussy grind against your crotch. She put her hands on your shoulders and pinned you to the couch and had the sluttiest chesshire grin on her face you've ever seen. Her long hair fell forward, framing the space between the two of you and she slowly started rocking. As she moved, she bit her lip and moaned lightly.

"You feel how wet that is?" she asked. You could and your cock was iron. She was soaked. You could feel her pussy juice seeping through your work slacks and you bucked against her wanton box. "Mmm, some one wants in to play," she giggled. She bent down, showing off her ample cleavage as she looked at your cock nestled in between her split pussy lips. "Story time first, big guy," she says to your cock. It twitched on its own and she giggled.

"So for lunch, I hooked up with your friend Amber. You know, that slutty redhead that I've always said is prowling around you, trying to get her hooks into you?" Laura began, and she slowly rolled her hips around in a wide circle.

"Mmm fuck, yes, Amber. You hate her though, I thought?" you reply and raise your hips off the couch. Laura coos and bends down to get a kiss from you before continuing.

"Mmm, oh baby, I did. And then...mmmm...you were talking about this open relationship...mmm fuck, I can feel you throb," Laura said, her voice catching throatily and she arched her back, flipping her hair back, her tits aching to be free from her dress; apparently some time during the day she lost her bra. And her panties.

"Fuuuck," you moan and arch your hips harder into hers as she rubs her clit over your helmet, the slacks soaked with pussy juice. Goddamn she's hot over this, and you're trying your damnedest not to cum.

"Uh-uh-uh, baby," she says, as if she can read your mind. "No cumming until it's in my cunt," she says, emphasizing "cunt" like it was honey in her mouth. She hardly ever swore around you and when she did it was an immediate turn on; right now it was like throwing gasoline on a fire.

"Go on," you manage to moan out and reach for your fly. Laura pins your hands to the arm of the couch over your head and she shakes her head while grinding softer on your cock.

"You be a good boy and don't cum until I get you in my hot, dripping cunt, and you can have a prize," she teases while she moans. God, that was even worse and you don't know if you can hold out much longer, and then she speaks.

"So I texted Amber," she says, her soft strokes focusing her clit on the crown of your shaft. You both shudder in pleasure and she gets even wetter, cumming on you from barely even starting to talk about what she did. "And um...I told her I wanted to have her over for lunch so we could talk about her and you."

"Mmmm....did she go...fuck...for it?" you ask, wanting badly to throw Laura on her back and fuck her stupid; it would be easy to do given the difference in size between the two of you, but then you'd miss the rest of the story.

"Fucking-a she did. Mmmm..fucking hell, baby. You should have fucking seen her. Walking up to me, big as...mmm....fucking shit right there in the parking lot, her little...fuck....4-foot-ten ass barely contained in a little micro dress. Fuck she's hot!" Laura purrs, her voice catching almost every fifth word as pleasure starts to over take her.

"Then...mmmm...that little redheaded twat started fucking yelling at me right there. So I did the only thing I could think of," Laura continued, and she looked right in your eyes, giving you the look of 'please fucking ask.'

"What the fuck did you do, you slut?" Your imagination was in overdrive at the possibilities.

"I pushed her back against my car and I started making out with her right there," Laura whispered. "And not like a little, but how you used to after we'd been away for a day. Fuck I miss that. Like you're trying to fuck my whole body with your mouth, and you're doing it through my lips." She started stroking her kitty on your shaft softer, making sure her entrance was catching on the tip of your dick.

I couldn't say anything, I was just trying to not blow a load into Laura's fuckhole through my pants.

"I didn't let her go. She fought. For a minute...mmm, fuck...it was so delicious...she just...mmm...fucking surrendered...." Laura almost growled. She came again, just a little bit, soaking me more. I wanted to cum inside her so bad.

Can you hold out?

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