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Mini Getaways (Alexandra Daddario)
« on: January 12, 2024, 05:17:54 AM »
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Mini Getaways

Chapter 1

Starring: Lauren Ambrose

Guests.  No hotel can operate without them and I’m glad to say that I get my share.  Mine (despite all being attractive women) are wildly diverse and come to me in a variety of different ways.  Some are referred by previous guests, some are brought along by regulars, while others I’ve met elsewhere (regulars’ homes, birthday parties, bachelorette parties, etc etc).  But never in 18 months of hotel ownership have I encountered a guest in the way I’m about to describe.  It was a regular guest of mine, Alicia- a gorgeous executive at Apple TV, who came up with the idea, pitching it to me in bed during one of her frequent visits. 

“Well, that was…amazing as always,” she said as she curled up beside me, resting an arm on my chest.  She was panting heavily, starting to recover from her latest climax. 

“Glad I could be of service,” I said with a smirk, wrapping my arm around her shoulders.

“You are always of service,” said Alicia, moving her hand to the back of my head as she pulled me in for a kiss.  “Oh!  I almost forgot!” she said as she pushed me back, suddenly sounding excited.  “I need your help with something.”

“Oh, yeah?” I asked, intrigued.  “What do you need?”

“Well, there’s this friend of mine…”

“Uh huh,” I said.  Anyone I’d know?”

“I’m not sure.  She’s an actress, so yeah, maybe.”

“Mmhmm.  And does she have a name?”

“Lauren.  Lauren Ambrose.”

“OK.  Redhead, right?  ServantSex Feet Under.”

“That’s her.  You a fan?”

A grin pulled at the sides of my lips.  “You could say that.  So how can I help?”

“Well, she’s been complaining to me about her sex life for months now.”

“That so?”

“Mmhmm.  Apparently sex with her husband has lost that spark and she’s been feeling very unfulfilled.”

“I hear that a lot,” I said with a chuckle.  “Well, give her my number.  I’m sure I can help her with that.”

“Oh, I know you can,” Alicia returned.  “That’s the problem though, she doesn’t wanna cheat on him.”

“Right, well I’m not a sex therapist.  So unless you can convince her to give me a call then there’s not really much I can do.”

A broad grin stretched across her face and she looked at me wickedly with a twinkle in her eyes.  “Maybe there is.”

I looked back quizzically and hoisted a brow.  “Go on.”

“OK, so, hear me out.  What if you were to…pick her up somewhere?”

“Erm…OK.  Pick her up where exactly?”

“I dunno, a bar?  That’s the usual place, isn’t it?”

“And does she make a habit of frequenting bars on her own?”

“No, but I can take care of that.  I’ll arrange to meet her for a glass of wine, tell you where she’s gonna be, then I text her at the last minute and tell her I’m not gonna make it.”

“And I come swooping in?”

“Bingo.”

“And you think this will work?  Even though you’ve been inviting her here for months now and she keeps saying no?”

She nodded.  “Think about it.  Bringing her here so you can fuck her brains out?  If she doesn’t wanna cheat on her husband then she’s never gonna go for that.  But…a young, hot guy starts hitting on her in a bar, that’s a totally different story.”

“It is?”

“Uh huh.  You sweet talk her a little, buy her a few drinks, nature takes its course.”

“OK, well if you think it will work…”

“I do.  So tell me when you’re free and we’ll work something out.”

I went to the lounge to fetch my planner and we landed on a date.  Alicia went home the following day and I continued my schedule as normal.  I received a text on Friday morning, telling me where to be and what time to be there.  I spent the day doing my usual prep- eating, working out, making sure the place was neat and tidy- then went to take a shower as the evening approached.  This was my first time meeting a woman where sex wasn’t basically a foregone conclusion, so I needed to be looking my best.  I picked out some clothes- suit pants and dress shirt- shaved, moisturised and styled my hair, spraying on my favourite cologne.

I grabbed my keys and wallet, locked up the house and hopped in my car, driving to the bar where I was ‘meeting’ Lauren.  I’d been there a few times before so there was no need for GPS and I got to the place in under an hour.  I pulled up to the curb outside the bar and climbed out of the vehicle, nodding at the doorman as I passed through the entrance.   The bar was pretty busy, being Friday and all, but I spotted Lauren almost immediately.  She was sitting by herself in a two-seater booth looking down at her phone, a half-drank martini on the table in front of her. 

She looked incredible in the white blouse, black pants and waistcoat she was wearing, and I was suddenly hit by a pang of anxiety. 



I hadn’t hit on a woman in a bar in a long, long time and I was worried that I’d be a little rusty.  I ordered myself a bourbon and took a seat at the bar, making sure I was in her eyeline.  I noticed a few women were checking me out and under normal circumstances I would have gone straight over, but not tonight.  I was here for one woman and one woman only. 

My phone buzzed in my pocket and it plucked it free, seeing that Alicia had sent me a text. 

Alicia: Are you there yet?

Me: Yep.

Alicia: And she’s there right?  I didn’t cancel too early?

Me: She’s here.

Alicia: But you haven’t gone over yet?

Me: Not yet.  Playing it cool.

Alicia: Well don’t play it too cool.  We don’t want her leaving, do we?

Me: Don’t worry, I’ve got this.  Just leave it to me.

Alicia: OK, good luck.

I put my phone down and glanced at Lauren.  She’d put hers down too and was looking around the bar when our eyes met briefly and she flashed me a little grin, nothing flirtatious, just an innocent, friendly smile.  I shot one back at her, making sure mine was a little more amorous, not overtly so, just enough to let her know I was interested.  She smiled back in a similar fashion then lowered her head, blushing a little as she picked up her phone.  She was flattered, I could tell.  Time to make my move.  I picked up my phone, punching out a text as I sipped my drink.

Me: OK, here goes.

Alicia: Go get her, tiger [wink emoji]

I got up from the barstool and pocketed my phone, grabbing my drink as I crossed the bar.  Lauren looked up as I approached her table, a friendly but slightly nervous-looking smile forming on her glossy pink lips. 

“Hi,” I said as I smiled back, hiding some nerves of my own.

“Hi there.”

“Sorry to bother you, but I hate to see such a beautiful woman sitting by herself.  Mind if I join you?”  There, not too bad, right?  Kinda cliched, but like I said, I’m a little rusty.

Lauren blushed again, more this time, then lifted her hand up, showing me the diamond on her left ring finger.  “That’s sweet, but I’m married.  Sorry.”

“Hey, don’t apologise,” I said, raising my hands defensively.  “I’m just looking for someone to talk to.  Your marital status is neither here nor there.” 

I noted some scepticism in the look she gave me next, but she relented all the same, gesturing to the chair on my side of the table.  “Well it doesn’t look like my friend is gonna show, so sure, be my guest.”

“Thank you,” I said, pulling the chair back and taking a seat.  “I’m Tyler, by the way.”

“Lauren,” she replied, shaking my hand as I reached across the table.

“A pleasure.”  I didn’t want to seem like some bozo trying to bang a celebrity, so I pretended not to recognise her, figuring she was just the right level of fame where that would be believable.  “And what do you do, Lauren?”

“I’m an actress actually,” she said with a chuckle, not seeming offended that I didn’t know who she was. 

“You know, I thought I recognised you.  Remind me what you’ve been in.”

“Hmm, let’s see…ServantYellowjackets.  And Six Feet Under, back when I was young and pretty,” she said with a grin, knocking red hair back over her shoulder.

“Well, you’re still pretty, don’t worry about that.”

“Thank you,” she said, her cheeks getting redder to match her hair.  “And how about you?  What do you do?”

“Massage therapist,” I bullshitted quickly.  I’ve portrayed one so many times in roleplay fantasies that I almost feel like I am one anyway. 

“Ooh, interesting!” said Lauren.  She placed her elbows on the table and shifted in a little, expecting some juicy goss.  “Any famous clients?”

“A few,” I replied, hiding my smirk as best I could. 

“Care to name names?  Or is that against your code of ethics?”

“‘Friad so,” I said, still grinning a little as I sipped my drink.

Lauren huffed and sat back in her chair, draining her martini.  “Well, that’s no fun.”

“Sorry.  If I filled your glass back up would that make it up to you?”

“It would be a start,” she said, and slid it across the table.  “Vodka martini.”

“Shaken not stirred?”

“Uh huh.”  She made her hand into the shape of a gun and put it to her lips, blowing the invisible muzzle.  Really friggin’ cute.

I went to the bar and ordered our drinks, looking back at Lauren as the barman prepared them.  She smiled back at me, gently biting her lip as she eyed me from across the room.  Things were going well.  I plucked my phone from my pocket and opened a text from Alicia.

Alicia: Please tell me she’s still there.

Me: Yep. Plying her with alcohol as we speak [wink emoji]

Alicia: That’s my boy. Show her a good time, won’t you?

Me: Oh, you know I will.

I took our drinks back to the table, and Lauren and I picked up from where we’d left off.  We got on very well with each other and the conversation flowed nice and smoothly, growing increasingly more flirtatious with every passing minute.  Lauren got us another round then I got one more for good measure.  I switched to coke after the second one as I had to drive back home but Lauren stuck with the martinis.  By this point she was getting giggly and even reached across the table to touch me a few times when I said something funny or that made her blush.  Lauren drained her fourth martini and plucked the cocktail stick from her empty glass, popping the olive in between her teeth.

“Another?” I asked, sinking the last of my coke.

“Thank you, but I should get going,” she said as she grabbed her handbag.  “Before my husband sends out a search party.”

“Not going home already, are you?” I countered, protesting as I checked my watch.  “The night’s still young.”

“For you, maybe,” Lauren replied.  “I’m normally tucked up in bed by now.”

“Bed at ten, huh?  Your husband’s a lucky guy.”

“Pfft!  Fat chance of that.  He’ll be snoring on the couch by the time I get in.”

“Well, you know what that means.  No search party.”

Lauren tipped her head back, laughing loud enough for the entire bar to hear.  “OK, you got me there, smart guy.  So I guess it’s my round then, huh?”

“Mmhmm.  Unless you wanna go anywhere else?”

Lauren smirked and raised her eyebrow.  “You’re trying to tempt me, aren’t you?”

“Yep.  How am I doing?”

She laughed again and smiled coyly.  “Well,” she said.  “You’re doing well.”

“Glad to hear it,” I said with a grin.  “Well, I’d say ‘your place or mine’ but I think we already know the answer to that.”

“Persistent, aren’t you?”

“It’s one of my best qualities.”

“I’m sure,” Lauren giggled.  “But what about my husband?”

I shrugged.  “Well, I’d hate to disrupt his sofa sleep, but I guess he can come if you want him to.”

“Cute,” said Lauren.  “I mean what am I gonna tell him?”

“Tell him the truth.  Your friend has asked you ‘round for a night cap.”

“Oh, so you’re my friend now, are you?”

“I mean…we can be more if you like.”

“Smooth.”  Lauren grinned and shouldered her handbag.  “OK, let’s get outta here.  Before I change my mind.”

We got up from the table and I followed her towards the exit and out onto the street.  I led her to my car and opened the door, ushering her inside.

“Madame.”

“Merci,” said Lauren as she climbed inside. 

She settled into the passenger’s seat and I closed the door behind her.  I opened the door to the driver’s side and Lauren turned to face me as I entered the vehicle.  She put a hand to my cheek and leaned in to kiss me, pressing her lips up against my own.  The kiss was brief but filled with passion, a taste of things to come.  I closed the door and put on my seatbelt, turning the key in the ignition. 

Lauren reached down and touched my thigh.  “Don’t live far from here, do you?” she asked, a greedy look etched across her face. 

“Erm…I kinda do, actually.”

“Bummer,” she said with a frown.  “I’m gonna have to keep myself occupied then, if you don’t mind.  I’m kinda impatient.”

“Fine by me.”

“Good,” said Lauren and as I pulled out of the parking space and drove down the dimly lit street, she slid her hand up my muscular thigh, moving it gently towards the lump in my crotch.  Her eyes bulged as she touched my cock, still half hard underneath my pants.

“Oh.  OK.  You didn’t mention that.”

I laughed and turned to face her, keeping an eye on the road.  “Well, what was I supposed to say?  ‘Hi, I’m Tyler and I’ve got a big cock’?”

“That would have been nice.  Could have saved us both some time.”

“Oh, and there was me thinking you were enjoying my company.”

“I was, but…I’m gonna enjoy this more.”  She reached for my zipper, taking the pull tab in between her finger and thumb.  “May I?”

“Go right ahead.”

Lauren grinned and lowered my zipper, slowly reaching inside my pants. 

“Oh my God,” she gasped, whispering softly as she gripped my cock, stroking it through my boxers.  “Fuck, you’re so big.”

She slid her hand inside my undies and curled her fingers around the width of my shaft.  My cock grew stiffer as she stroked it lightly then pulled it out through the hole in my boxers. 

“Oooh, wow!” she cooed, her eyes growing wider as she freed my cock.

The roads were busy in downtown LA and I was very thankful that my car had tinted windows as I sat there exposed, Lauren’s soft hand gripped firmly around the base of my shaft.  Lauren leaned over the centre console, spitting a glob of spittle onto the tip of my penis.  Winding her fingers around the ridge of my crown, she smeared the spit around my swollen helmet, using it as lube as her hand moved lower, working it back and forth along the first few inches.  She started slowly, getting a feel for my cock as she stroked it smoothly, getting it nice and stiff.

Once it was hard, she jerked it faster, working her hand from bellend to base.   Every pass was perfectly pressured, her dainty hand roaming up and down my shaft at optimum velocity.  I tightened my grip on the steering wheel, watching the road as best I could as the woman beside me almost jerked me into a coma.

Somehow, I made it through the backstreets without ramming into the back of a limo, and now had to deal with the increased speeds of the I-210.  It was then that Lauren chose to take things further, which if I’m perfectly honest with you, didn’t make things any easier.  Undoing her seatbelt, she planted her knees on the passenger’s seat as she leaned right over the centre console, dipping her head down into my lap.  I’m not one to generalise, but having had similar experiences with both Christina Hendricks and Jessica Chastain, I can confidently conclude that redheaded women like giving head in cars.

She wrapped her lips around the ridge of my crown and lapped at my open slit, cleaning up the precum that was already forming there.  Lauren gripped onto the edge of my seat as her head started bobbing, guiding her lips along the length of my shaft.  Her mouth began to water as she pushed down deeper, lips pursed tightly as she slurped and sucked, basting my cock in saliva.   Lauren’s lips pulled back to the tip and she sucked at the head a few times before she went back down again, plunging straight down to the base. 

“Uhh, fuck!” I groaned, feeling my tip touch the back of her throat.

Lauren started moaning as she sucked my cock and at first I wasn’t sure why.  I glanced down quickly as she bobbed her head, noting that one of her hands had come free from my seat and had vanished somewhere underneath her torso.  I couldn’t see where exactly but, well…I had a pretty good idea. 

My cock started throbbing as her lips moved faster, precum oozing from the tip of my prick.  I could feel my body start tensing all over, my knuckles turning white as I clung to the steering wheel, gripping it so hard I nearly yanked it straight out of its socket.  Her lips sunk down to the base once more, and this time she kept them there as her cheeks hollowed inward, forming a seal around the length of my shaft.  It was at this point that I lost control, desperately begging her to stop before I plowed us into a passing vehicle. 

“Oh, fuck!  Stop, stop, stop!  I’m gonna cum!  I’m gonna cum!”

Lauren’s lips pulled up to the tip and I felt my heart rate start returning to normal as she plucked my cock from between her lips.  Her hand slid out from inside her pants and I could feel the wetness on the tips of her fingers as she wrapped them around my shaft.  I glanced to my right and Lauren smirked as she gripped my cock, gently stroking from bottom to top.

“Gonna cum, huh?” she asked mischievously, her grin growing wider as she jerked me faster, seeing how much I could handle.

“Yes,” I said, “so if you could refrain from touching my cock, that would be much appreciated.”

Lauren laughed.  “Aww, what’s the matter?  Worried you won’t be able to get it back up again?”

“I’m more concerned about ramming us into a jersey barrier, if I’m honest with you.”

She laughed then uncurled her fingers from around my shaft, slumping back into her seat.  “Fine, have it your way.  We must be nearly back at your place now anyway, right?”

That was a good question.  I’d been so preoccupied with keeping my car in one piece, that frankly the course of our journey had been the last thing on my mind.  I looked out the window to try and work out where we were, spotting a sign for the town I live in.  We had fifteen miles to go.

“Erm…kind of.”

“Hmm, I don’t like the sound of that.  Might have to entertain myself a little then, if that’s OK with you?”

I realised then that my cock was still out and it wasn’t until I’d stuffed it back into my pants that I saw Lauren move in my peripheral vision.  Glancing to my right, I watched as she unfastened the clasp on her pants, then slowly unzipped her fly.  I looked up quickly as she reached into her pants, a gentle ‘mmm’ sound spilling from her lips as her eyes clamped shut.  I turned back to the road and tried to keep my focus on it, finding it increasingly difficult as the moans beside me got louder and louder. 

I gave into temptation embarrassingly quickly, looking back at Lauren after barely a couple of minutes.  This time I looked downwards, noting that her hand had slid into her panties.  Looking up, her expression hadn’t changed much from the last time I saw it.  Her eyes were still shut and her lips were parted slightly as her moans continued, steadily increasing in volume and pitch.

“You having fun there?” I asked, knowing that I shouldn’t be encouraging such behaviour, but finding it difficult not to.

“Mmm,” she said as she opened her eyes.  “It would be better if you did it.”

“OK, and how do you propose I do that?” I asked, gesturing to my hands that were clamped on the steering wheel.

Lauren leaned forward a little and peered through the windshield.  “Road looks pretty straight.  You don’t need both hands for that.”

“Easy for you to say.  You’re not the one behind the wheel.”

“Oh, come on.  Don’t be such a pussy,” she said with a grin.  “I can work the gearshift if you need me to.”

“Well you’ve proven that already.”

Lauren laughed then looked at me sweetly with those puppy dog eyes.  “Come ooonnn.  Please?  You’re not gonna leave a girl hanging, are you?”

That look was hard to say ‘no’ to.  Honestly, she probably could’ve told me to jump out of the moving vehicle and I would have done it.  Acting in defiance of all my better judgement, I released my right hand from its grip on the steering wheel and reached across the centre console.

“Yesss!” Lauren hissed excitedly and retrieved her hand from her panties.

Taking one last look at the road ahead, I turned to my passenger as I slipped my fingers under the waistband of her panties, feeling the warmth inside them as I put two fingers to her clit.  The hard bit was done and I returned my eyes to the road, hearing her moan beside me as I began to rub her pussy.  I started slowly, teasing her clit with my fingers and feeling how hard it already was as I applied some gentle pressure. 

“Mmm, yeah.  That’s it,” Lauren moaned, already breathing deeply.

I took a quick glance to my right, seeing that her eyes had closed again and her mouth was hanging open just that little bit further; light, breathy moans now spilling from between her lips.  She was clearly getting into it and I slid my fingers lower so I could feel how wet she was.  The answer was ‘very’, and I traced my fingers up and down her slit, coating the tips in her sticky moisture.  I did that several times then eased them inside her, feeling her lips peel apart as I gained admittance.

I heard a sharp gasp followed by two miscellaneous sounds, and I looked back at Lauren as my fingers went deeper, plunging right down to the knuckle.  Her hands had grabbed onto the two closest objects, one to the window, the other to the side of her seat.  Her mouth had opened significantly wider and a fervent look of pleasure had engulfed her entire face. 

Curling them upwards in a hook-like fashion, I pumped my fingers into the depths of her pussy, touching her g-spot with every pass.  Her pussy got noticeably wetter and an audible squelching sound now filled the car’s interior, merging with the shrieks of pleasure now bouncing off the windows and roof.  I could feel her pussy getting steadily tighter, gripping my fingers as I pushed them into her. 

“Oh, God!  Fuck!” she yelped, and it took every ounce of my willpower not to turn and look as she cried out in ecstasy. 

She was teetering now and a few more pumps would have finished her off.  Then, just as I was preparing to deliver the decisive move, a hand gripped onto my wrist.

“No!  Stop!” said Lauren as she pulled my wrist, plucking my fingers from inside her snatch.  “I don’t wanna cum like this.  You’ll have to pull over.”

I looked at the road signs as I returned my hand to the steering wheel, two of my fingers now soaked in arousal. 

“We’re almost there,” I said.  “Five minutes.”

“Uh uh,” said Lauren with a shake of her head.  “Either you pull over or I’m riding your cock right here and now.”

Damn.  That’s a hell of an ultimatum. 

I hit the turn signal as quick as I could and moved into the neighbouring lane, then hit it again as I pulled into the nearest exit.  I drove down the exit ramp into what appeared to be some kind of residential area.  We were near to where I live but still the area was unfamiliar, so I drove around aimlessly for a bit while I searched for somewhere to park.   

“Come ooonnn!” Lauren whined.  “Park up already!”

“I’m looking for somewhere quiet,” I replied, desperately scouring the dimly lit streets.

“This is fine, just park here,” said Lauren as I turned to face her.

Seatbelt undone, she’d lifted her ass from the passenger’s seat, quickly lowering her tailored pants.  I took a scan of the surrounding area.  Fortunately, the neighbourhood we were in looked fairly affluent so the houses were spaced quite widely apart, and there were several stretches of dark, empty space that weren’t lit up by the sparsely distributed streetlights.  Still apprehensive, I pulled into the first dark area I came across, parking as far as I could from the surrounding homes.  I killed the headlights and switched on the ceiling light so we could see what we were doing, leaving on the engine in case we needed to make a quick exit. 

Lauren kicked her heels off and pulled her pants down past her feet, leaving them bundled in front of her seat.  I lowered my pants and boxers as she climbed across the centre console, leaving them pooled at my feet as she straddled me, firmly wedged between myself and the steering wheel.  Lauren hurriedly unbuttoned her waistcoat and tossed it onto the backseat, leaving her blouse on as she reached back behind her, gripping my cock at the base. 

Aligning the tip with the slit of her pussy, a deep, long sigh spilled forth from her lips as she sunk down onto it.  She was utterly sodden, as I already knew, and her pussy slid straight down to the hilt, leaving my crown pressed against her cervix.  She wrapped her arms around my shoulders, staring straight into my eyes as she started riding me.  She went at me hard from the very beginning, using her strong thigh muscles to power her pussy up and down my shaft. 

Latching onto her hips, I gripped them firmly as I pushed her down harder, bouncing her ass off the tops of my thighs.  Leaning down to kiss me, she moaned into my mouth as the pace increased; loud, rhythmic smacking sounds now filling the expanse of the vehicle.  I could feel the car rocking, and could only imagine what it would have looked like to passersby.

I released my grip on her shapely hips and moved my hands to the front of her blouse, quickly undoing it a button a time.  Our lips came apart and her movements stopped momentarily as she uncurled her arms from around my neck, dropping them to her sides so I could pull her shirt down.  I yanked it off her as fast as I could and tossed onto the passenger’s seat, freeing her lovely tits.   

Wrapping her arms back around my shoulders, her perky tits jiggled as she started to ride me, quickly refinding her rhythm.  I poked my tongue out from between my lips and lapped at one of her nipples, feeling it stiffen as she rode my cock.  Lauren moaned louder and her muscles contracted in response, gripping me harder as she worked her tight pussy up and down my shaft. 

Just as I’d expected, Lauren came in a matter of minutes.  Sinking to the base one final time, her hand slid up to the back of my head, gripping two fistfuls of hair as she tipped her head back, screaming at the roof of the car. 

“Oh, fuck!  I’m cumming!  I’m cumming on your fucking cock!”

And, well…she really was.  My cockhead twitched as a wave of fluid gushed forth from within her, soaking my shaft from top to bottom.  My hands slid down to her ass and I grabbed both cheeks as her pussy tightened, gripping my cock like she was using her fist.  My balls were still bulging from the incomplete blowjob and I almost came right then and there, clinging to my load as she squeezed my cock to the point of bursting. 

Somehow I made it through and I breathed a sigh of relief as her head fell back to its usual position, her vice-like grip beginning to loosen.  A big, bright smile spread across her face as she leaned in and kissed me, panting into my mouth as our tongues entwined. 

“Phew!” she said, exhaling deeply as our lips came apart.  “I needed that.”

“I could tell,” I said with a grin, running my hands over the curve of her ass.

Lauren laughed then kissed me again as she climbed off my lap, settling back into the passenger’s seat.  She tossed her blouse onto the backseat as I removed the rest of my clothing, leaving it in a heap on the floor.  I rose from my seat as she pushed hers back, sliding it back as far as it would go as I climbed over the centre console.  Tilting the backrest to 45 degrees, she sat back in her chair as I squeezed in front of her, kneeling on the floor of the car.  To say it was cramped would be putting it lightly, but what’s that expression?   Where there’s a will, there’s a way.  And I had all the will in the world.

Wrapping her arms around my shoulders, she placed a hand at the back of my head and pulled me in for a kiss.  Sliding my hands under the small of her back, Lauren yelped into my mouth as I pulled her forward, dragging her ass to the edge of the seat.  Laying her head against the backrest, she stretched out her legs as I wrapped my arms around them, resting her feet on the dashboard. 

Returning her hand to the back of my head, she pushed me down in between her thighs, holding me there as I poked my tongue out, steering it straight to her pussy.  I started slowly, licking along her slit so I could taste her moisture, gathering it on my tongue.  I did that several times then moved up higher, settling on the nub of her clit.  Swirling my tongue around her stiffening clit, I looked up at Lauren as she started moaning, combing her fingers through my thick locks of hair. 

“ Mmm, yeah!” she groaned out softly.  “That’s it.  Right there.”

Her hand came free from the top of my head and she pawed at her breasts as my tongue swirled faster, twisting this way and that.  I could feel the heat as it poured from within her; warm, sticky fluids now coating my lips and chin.  Her legs started shaking, muscles clenching as I gripped her thighs.  Raising her hands up above her, she grabbed on tightly to the sides of her seat, scratching at the leather with the tips of her fingers.  Her breath rate increased; loud, sharp squeals now spilling from between her lips.

Lauren was clearly still very pent up and she came even quicker than she did the first time.  A hand went back to my head, gripping a handful of hair, while she slapped the other against the window, pushing against it so hard I’m surprised the glass didn’t shatter.  Moving my hands up, I dug my fingers into Lauren’s strong abs, feeling them tighten as she squirmed in her seat.  Wordless moans flew forth from her lips, getting louder and shriller with each passing second.  Her grip in my hair tightened, her eyes fell shut and then…

“FUUUCCCKKK!!!”

And I thought she was wet before.  When her orgasm hit, she nearly fucking drowned me!  A hot gush of fluid surged forth from her pussy, soaking my lips and tongue.  I kept looking up as I licked her through it, enjoying the sight of her features skewing, violently twisting in a fit of lust.  Seismic tremors were coursing through her and I didn’t stop licking until her legs stopped shaking, her grip coming loose on the top of my head.   

Her eyes came open and she collapsed into her seat, her lips curling up in a satisfied grin as post orgasmic bliss began to wash through her. 

“Wow!” said Lauren, brushing back hair as she puffed her cheeks, taking a calming breath.

I simply grinned as I lifted my head up, lowering her legs down from on top of my shoulders.  I straightened my back as much as I could, shifting my knees forward slightly so they pressed against the edge of the seat.  Placing my hands on the backs of her thighs, I pushed them back as far as they’d go, her knees almost level with the sides of her head. 

“Oh my God!” she gasped, her blue eyes bulging in disbelief.  Clearly her husband had never done that to her.

My cock was fully hard as I took it in my hands, pressing the tip against her tight pink pussy.  She was still sopping wet from her previous climax, so all it took was the slightest push to sheathe myself to the hilt.  Lauren moaned loudly as I buried myself inside her, resting there for several seconds with my balls pressed against her taint, letting her feel how big I am as my cock filled up her pussy.  I pulled back slowly as I leaned in and kissed her, drawing back to the ridge of my crown.  Holding it there for a couple of seconds, I slammed back into her with potent force, feeling the car shake significantly as I rowed in deep, bottoming out in Lauren’s wet snatch.  Our lips came apart and her eyes bulged dramatically, clinging to the seat as she screamed at the top of her lungs.

“OH!  FUCK!”

I proceeded to bang her with slow, hard thrusts, drilling deep into her slick, warm pussy.  Lauren was loving the force and intensity, and her eyes stayed glued on mine as she wrapped her legs around me, pulling me into her with each hard thrust.  A hand reached up to the back of my head and she pulled in and kissed me again, moaning into my mouth as I fucked her faster, maintaining the force and depth.  I wasn’t holding back and I can only begin to imagine what the car looked like as I drove my cock into Lauren’s pussy, hitting her deepest spots.

Grabbing my arm with one of her hands, the other reached down in between her legs as I threw myself into her, putting two fingers to the nub of her clit.  Her muscles clenched as she rubbed her pussy, squeezing my cock as I rammed in deep.  I could feel myself throbbing as I thrusted harder, balls starting to swell as they swung back and forth, slapping against the edge of the car seat.  Lauren’s lips puckered in a perfect O and I kept slamming into her as she strummed her clit, her fingers naught but a blur. 

“Oh my God!  Yes, yes, yes!” she suddenly squealed.  “Keep going.  Keep going.  Oh, fuck, I’m gonna cum!”

A few more thrusts and she did just that.  Her eyes clamped shut and she squealed at full volume as she hit her peak, an audible wet sound filling the car as she rubbed her pussy, frigging herself to climax.  The floodgates opened and my cock got drenched as I drilled into her pussy, dicking her through the throes of climax.  Her pussy gripped me extra tight, nearly squeezing the load right out of me as I delivered the last few thrusts. 

Her eyes came open as her features softened, grinning a little as her fingers slowed, rubbing herself gently as I pulled back slowly, easing my cock from her pussy.  Pushing her legs to one side, I leaned down and kissed her again, sliding a hand underneath her ass as I started to lift it.  Lauren understood, turning herself over under my direction.  In one quick motion she was on knees, gripping the headrest as her ass stuck out behind her, hanging over the edge of the seat. 

Gripping my cock at the base of the shaft, I pressed the tip against her dripping wet slit and steered it back into her pussy.  Peering back over her shoulder, Lauren gasped as I pushed inside her, sinking straight down to the hilt.  Wrapping my hands around the sides of her waist, I gripped her firmly as I rolled my hips, giving slow, deep thrusts into Lauren’s wet pussy.  Her pelvic muscles were tightly clenched, even after three huge orgasms, and her pussy gripped my cock as I thrusted into her, going balls deep each time. 

Turning her head back, she pressed her brow against the back of her seat, moaning loudly as she took each thrust.  Craning my neck a little, I left several kisses along the top of her spine, brushing aside hair as I continued the trail along the nape of her neck.  Releasing her grip on the car seat, Lauren straightened her back slightly as she lifted her arms up, wrapping them around my neck.  I reciprocated, curling my arms around her tummy and feeling her tight abs as I upped the tempo, loud smacks now echoing around the vehicle as my pelvis crashed into her peach-shaped ass. 

Reaching lower, I found her clit with two her fingers, strumming it gently as I continued to thrust, drilling my cock into the depths of her pussy.  I felt her tighten as I started to rub, applying firm pressure to the nub of her clit.  Her moans got louder and her body started shaking as I held it against me, ass cheeks jiggling with the force of each thrust.  She was getting closer and so was I, my cock throbbing harder with every pelvic slam.  Lauren noticed and she turned her head as much as she could, an intense look of pleasure now etched across her face.

“Are you gonna cum?” she asked me, panting heavily as she took my cock.

“Uh huh,” was all I said.  Truth be told, it was all that I could manage.

“Do it inside me,” she said as she turned her head back, returning her hands to the sides of the chair.

I placed a hand in between her shoulders, pushing her back down to her previous position.  Latching onto her hips, I gripped them tightly as I thrusted harder, slamming into her pussy with a sudden burst of energy that only imminent eruption can provide.  Sheathing myself to the hilt, I closed my eyes as I tilted my head back, unleashing a deep roar as my cockhead spasmed, firing ropes of spunk deep into Lauren’s pussy. 

“UGH!  FUCK!” I bellowed as it all flowed out of me, filling her womb to the brim. 

“Oh my God!  YES!” Lauren yelled back, cumming on the spot as the first rope of semen splattered against her cervix.

Her pussy contracted at the point of climax, squeezing more cum from my twitching crown.  This must have continued for a close to a minute.  Just when I thought she’d reached her peak, her pussy would tighten again, forcing more spunk from the tip of my penis.  And when Lauren thought that I’d run out of cum, another warm spurt would splash her inner walls.

Eventually our orgasms did come to an end and I pulled out slowly from Lauren’s tight pussy.   There was little I could do to prevent the inevitable and I simply sat there and watched as my enormous load came flooding out after me.  Dripping off the edge of the seat, it left a puddle on the floor of my car that would not be easy to clean. 

Lauren took a moment to catch her breath, then turned herself over, settling back into her seat.  She took my face in her hands, pulling me in for one last kiss.  She sighed contentedly, a gratified smile stretched across her face as our lips came apart.

“So…” she said, her smile morphing into a devilish grin, “your place?”

“Absolutely,” I replied, giving her another kiss before I clambered back into my seat.

I gathered my pants from the floor of the car and slipped back into them, pulling my shoes back on as I started the ignition.  I took a quick look out the window to see if anyone was there, but couldn’t really see properly in the darkness of the night.  I wound down the window to have a proper look and tentatively poked my head out.  Remarkably, the street was empty.  Lauren returned to her seat to its usual position and quickly redressed herself as I drove us back the way we came, getting us back onto the freeway. 

I fucked her again when we got back to mine, then Lauren texted her husband, telling him she’d drank too much and was staying at her friend’s.  Again, not technically a lie.  We banged once more before calling it a night then again in the shower the following morning.  We exchanged numbers and Lauren booked an Uber to take her back to the city.  Barely a day had passed before I heard from her again, telling me what a great time she had and asking me when she could come back to visit.  It looked like I’d done my job.

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Chapter 3

Starring: Alexandra Daddario

April 2024

OK, so there’s a lot about my ‘job’ that I like, as I’m sure you can imagine, but one of my favourite things about it is helping my guests to explore their fantasies.  Especially with the rich and famous, since fulfilling even the most basic fantasies is that much more difficult for them than the likes of you and me. 

Now, I know what you’re thinking: it must be easier, right?  They’re celebrities; they have the means and resources to do anything they want.  Well, think about it for a second.  Let’s say you have an interest in being tied up and dominated.  So, there are three different avenues through which to achieve this. 

One: try and talk your partner into it.  If they’re into it, great; look no further.  If they’re not, you’ll have to try something else. 

Two: find a total stranger on a specialist BDSM website.  This one, of course, is incredibly risky, especially for a celebrity.  You never know who it is you’re going to meet and there’s always the chance that when they tie you up, they might not untie you again.  And the chances of this happening increase ten fold if you’re a world-famous actress.

Three: go to a professional.  This is the safest option, but comes with its own share of problems as well.  Do you really think that the average sex worker isn’t going to try and benefit financially when they find out the star of that new blockbuster movie likes to get tied up and spanked for three hours straight?  And, yes, I know NDAs exist, but is a celebrity really going to take the risk, knowing their sexual proclivities could get dragged through the courts for all the see?  Well, I can tell you the answer is no.

So, that’s where I come in.  I provide a safe space for famous women to do (within reason) anything their heart desires.  Want me to tie you up?  No problem.  Wanna tie me up?  Sure.  Anal?  Threesomes?  Foot stuff?  Check, check, check.  I’ve had some odd requests over the last two years and by this stage I tend not to bat an eyelid when a guest asks for something that is out of the ordinary.  Though every now and again, a woman will request something that takes me by surprise.  This was one of those times.

I was watching an NFL game during a rare gap in my schedule when my phone started ringing.  I retrieved my phone from my glass coffee table and looked at the screen to see who it was.  Alexandra Daddario.  Alex had been coming by for about six months now and, needless to say, the sex was amazing.  Honestly, I think if you’re having sex with Alexandra Daddario and it isn’t amazing then you might be doing it wrong.  ‘Cause Alex’s body seems to have been built specifically for that very purpose.  Her big tits.  Her supple ass.  Her toned arms and legs.  Her gorgeous face and eyes.  Every part was built for sex, and you’re gonna have to go a pretty long way to convince me otherwise.

Anyway, Alex had a stay booked for later in the week and the fact that she was ringing me now had me more than a little concerned.  Women calling this close to a visit usually means a cancellation, which is disappointing at the best of times, but a cancellation from Alexandra Daddario would be an absolute disaster. 

“Hey,” I said as I answered the call, muting my huge TV.

“Hi,” was all she said back.  It was hard to gauge her mood over the phone but she sounded a little anxious.

“What’s up?  We still on for Thursday?” I asked, keeping my fingers crossed.

“Mmhmm.”

I breathed an enormous sigh of relief.  “Awesome.  Something wrong?  You seem a little quiet.”

“Oh, no, I’m good, it’s just…erm…I’ve got a favour to ask you.”

“OK.  Let’s hear it.”

Alex laughed nervously.  “Right, well it’s kind of a weird one, so you might wanna brace yourself.”

“I’m braced.  What is it?”

“OK, so you know that I’m married, right?”

Damn.  I’d heard of someone dancing around a subject, but Alex was doing a full on waltz.

“I do.  So, what, did he find out about us or something?”

“Erm…no.  Well, actually yes, he did, but that’s not why I’m calling.”

“OK,” I said simply, choosing to gloss over the fact that her husband knew I’d been fucking her.  She didn’t seem concerned about it, so neither was I.  I mean, she was clearly nervous about something but I don’t think that was it.  “So what’s wrong?”

Alex sighed deeply, like she was gearing herself up for something.  “OK.  Well, there’s really no easy way to say this, so I’m just gonna come out and say it.  He wants to watch us fuck.”

Woah.  I’d expected something big from the way she was acting but that really took me by surprise. 

“He wants to…?”

“Watch us fuck, yes.”

“As in?”

“Have sex,” said Alex.  I could hear her smirk over the phone.

“Yeah, thanks, I know what fuck means.  So, what, he wants to come here and…?”

“Oh, no, I told him you wouldn’t be into that.  We can do it on FaceTime or something.”

“Erm…OK,” I replied, not really sure what else to say. 

Honestly, I was kinda confused.  Of course I knew that cuckolding is a thing and that a lot of people are into it, but in this instance the whole thing baffled me.  I mean, why on Earth would you wanna watch someone else fuck Alexandra Daddario when you could be doing it yourself!?

Alex laughed.  “You’re a little confused by this, huh?”

“Ermm…yeah.  You could say that.”

She laughed again.  “OK, let me explain.”

And she did.  Apparently, Alex’s husband had informed her of his voyeuristic tendencies quite early in their relationship, and asked her if she’d be into it.  Alex found it a little odd and said that she’d feel uncomfortable with him watching another man fuck her.  Alex’s husband respected her answer and it didn’t bring it up again.  Alex was relieved, and by the time they’d gotten engaged and married, she’d forgotten all about it. 

Then, one day, her husband found texts from me on her phone and confronted her about it.  Alex expected him to be upset, maybe even file for divorce, but instead her husband took the opportunity to revive a certain fantasy.  Part of what had put her off the idea was the thought of fucking a total stranger.  But now that she was fucking me, that little problem had been negated. 
Alex wasn’t sure at first and still took some convincing.  But ultimately, either through a sense of guilt or a feeling that she ‘owed him one’, she reluctantly agreed.  Provided that I was OK with it, of course. 

Honestly, I wasn’t sure about it either.  Of course, I loved having sex with Alex (what man wouldn’t?), but the thought of another guy being involved in any way was more than a little off-putting.  When I finally agreed to it, it was to help out Alex more than anything else.  She clearly wasn’t comfortable with it either, but felt like she needed to do it to keep her marriage alive.  Plus, for more selfish reasons, I had a feeling that if I didn’t agree to it, Alex’s guilt might stop her from coming here.  And I’d rather have sex with her in front of some guy than not have sex with her at all. 

So once I agreed to it, Alex hung up and went to speak to her husband.  She sent me a text a few hours later with a list of potential dates.  I picked one out that worked for me and Alex called me the following day to iron out the finer details. 

Fast forward two and a half weeks and the day had finally arrived.  She sent me a text to tell me she was close and I watched as her car pulled into the driveway.  Any sense of last minute regret was promptly relieved when the door swung open and that incredible body climbed out from within.  She looked amazing as usual, even dressed down in the pants, sweater and snapback hat she was wearing. 



“Hi,” she said as she saw me, smiling as she grabbed her bag and hurried towards the door. 

“Hello, hello,” I said as I watched her approach, stepping aside to usher her in.

Alex stopped in the doorway in front of me and whipped off her hat as she gave me a kiss. 

“Nervous?” she asked.

“A little,” I replied, taking her bag from her as she fixed her hat hair.  “Kind of a weird one, huh?”

“Is a bit.”

She stepped into the lounge and I closed the door behind her. 

“If it gets too weird I guess we can just pretend he’s not there and have the amazing sex we always have,” Alex suggested.

“Yeah, that’s true,” I said back, hoping it would be that simple.

“OK, I’m gonna go and freshen up and then we’ll get started, shall we?”

“Sure.”

 I showed Alex to her room and waited outside for a moment to see what she meant by ‘freshen up’.  I heard her shower start running a minute or so later, so I went to my room to take one as well.  Towelling myself dry, I picked out a shirt and pants, sprayed on some cologne and styled my hair.  I went back to Alex’s room and knocked on the door. 

“Come in,” she called and I took the invitation.

I turned the handle and the door swung open, revealing my guest in all her glory.  Alex was seated at the oaken vanity, looking at herself in the mirror as she ran a comb through her dark brown hair.  Her makeup had been done to perfection, accentuating her pale skin and those famously big blue eyes.  I couldn’t see too much of what she was wearing, but it appeared to be some kind of lingerie set, which I knew was amazing without looking at it.  Alex had the kind of body that could make a burlap sack look good.

“Hi,” she said as she saw me in the mirror, flashing me that heart-stopping smile. 

“Hey,” I replied as I closed the door.  “You ready?”

“Uh huh,” said Alex as she set down her hair brush and rose from her seat at the vanity.

Her lingerie finally came into view, and it should without saying that I was right; she did look amazing.  It was fairly simple, a strapless black bra and panties, but it showed off her body in spectacular fashion, giving a breathtaking view of that always incredible cleavage.  Seeing her like that, any qualms I might have had about fucking her in front of her husband were quickly forgotten about.  Hell, I’d have fucked her in front of my parents if that’s what she wanted.

Alex moved towards me, wrapping her arms around my shoulders as she pulled me in for a kiss.  Already I could feel my cock getting hard, just from feeling her body against me.  I don’t think there’d be any performance anxiety, even with somebody watching.  Alex pried her lips from mine and let her arms hang loosely around my neck, as I wrapped my own around the small of her back.

“So are we doing it right now then?” I asked.

“Mmhmm,”  said Alex.  “I’ll call him in a minute.”

Her arms came down from around my neck and she took my hand in hers, her phone in the other as she led me towards the bed.  Alex climbed up onto the bed and set her phone down as she laid out across it.  She looked every bit of the goddess she was, with that heavenly body and nut-brown hair sprawled across the mattress.  I climbed up behind her and crawled on top, her arms returning to their previous spot as I leaned in and kissed her, sinking my tongue into Alex’s mouth.  The kiss was long and fraught with passion as Alex’s fingers ran through my hair, her legs wrapped around the backs of mine. 

Our lips came apart and I moved my mouth to Alex’s neck, kissing it in several places.  My lips kept moving past her collarbone and down to the top of her chest.  Alex gave a gentle moan then her hand came free from the back of my head as she grabbed her phone, swiping at the screen with a manicured finger. 

“Guess I better call him now,” she said with a sigh.  She looked at the screen and then back at me, like she’d remembered something important.  “Oh, yeah.  He won’t be seeing your face, by the way.  I made that very clear.”

“Gotcha,” I said, looking up at Alex as I kissed her chest.

She tapped the screen one final time and looked back at me with a smirk.  “Here goes.”

Alex lifted her phone up and pointed it down at her face as I heard her husband answer.

“Hi, babe.”

“Hey,” said Alex, giving just the slightest moan as my lips moved down to the tops of her breasts and I planted a kiss on them, one after the other.

“Have you started already?” her husband asked, sounding a little surprised.

“Mmhmm,” said Alex, moaning a little louder as I stuck out my tongue and licked across one of her tits.

“Damn.  Haven’t missed much, have I?”

Alex shook her head.  “Just some making out.”

“OK.  Is he a good kisser?”

Not gonna lie, I was a little weirded out by that question, and I started to wonder if he was going to talk like this the whole way through. 

“Mmhmm,” Alex answered.

“What’s he doing now?”

“He’s just licking my tits a little.”

“Mmm, lucky guy.  Bra on or off?”

“It’s on, but I think he’s about to rectify that,” Alex declared, then took a glance down at me to see if I’d gotten the hint.

I had, and Alex raised her back off the bed a little so I could get my arms underneath her and blindly unhook her bra.  I pulled it off and away from her tits, tossing it across the room.  Alex giggled as she watched me do it and it caught the attention of her husband.

“What?  What just happened?” he asked desperately, sounding like he wanted to be informed of every single detail. 

“He just tore my bra off,” Alex laughed.

“Damn,” her husband said.  “Guess he really wanted to get to them, huh?”

“Mmhmm.”

He wasn’t wrong.  I’m always dying to get to Alex’s tits and this time was no exception.  I took both tits in the palms of my hands, deftly caressing them as I stuck my tongue out and put it to one of her nipples.  I started to lick in a circular motion, feeling her nipple grow steadily larger as I ringed her areola.  Alex closed her bright blue eyes, moaning softly as I switched to the other.

“What’s he doing now?” her husband asked.

“Still licking my titties,” Alex declared, lightly moaning as she spoke. 

“Mmm, do I get to watch?”

“Mmm-mmm,” said Alex, shaking her head.  “Remember what I said?  He doesn’t want you to see his face.”

“Hmm, well you’ll have to be my eyes then, babe.  Tell me what he’s doing to you.  And don’t skimp on the details.”

“OK, well he’s swirling his tongue around my nipple.  Doing it nice and slowly, just how I like.”

“Are they hard?” her husband asked.

“They are.  I think they could get harder though,” Alex replied, looking at me with a wink.

I knew what that meant.  Nothing got her nipples harder than having them sucked on, so that’s what I did next.  Wrapping my lips around her swollen teat, I proceeded to suck her like a famished babe, making lewd slurping noises that were clearly loud enough for her husband to hear.

“Oh, shit,” I heard him say.  “He’s really going for it, huh?”

“Mmhmm,” Alex replied, moaning a little louder this time, as I moved back over to her other breast and gave that one the same treatment.

I gave her nipples a lot of attention, making sure that both were nice and hard but I pushed her tits together, closing the gap in between them.  Shifting my head from side to side, I sucked both nipples in quick succession, lips sliding seamlessly from one large breast to the other.  I kept that up for several minutes, quickly getting lost in Alex’s tits.  Desire got the better of me and I promptly lost all sense of decorum, shoving my face in between her tits with little grace or dignity.

“Ohhh, wow!” Alex laughed.

“What?  What’s he doing?”

“Wanna see?”

“What, really?” her husband asked, sounding surprised.

“Mmhmm.”

“Fuck yeah, I wanna see.”

I wasn’t concerned.  I was buried so deep in Alex’s tits that there was no way he was seeing my face.  I couldn’t see what happened next but I’m guessing that Alex flipped her camera around, ‘cause the next thing I heard was her husband’s voice.

“Oh, damn.  He’s really in there, huh?”

“Yep,” Alex giggled.  “He loves my tits.”

“I can tell,” her husband laughed.  “Do you think he’ll stick his cock in between them?”

“Probably,” said Alex.  “He usually does.  But I want him to eat me out first.”

She needn’t say any more.  I released my grip on Alex’s tits, letting them fall away from my face as I moved down lower, kissing across her midriff.

“OK, that’s enough,” said Alex, and I looked up briefly as she tapped her screen, returning the camera to her face.

I continued to kiss past Alex’s navel and down to the waistband of her panties.  I moved right down to the foot of the bed and hooked my arms around Alex’s thighs, catching a glimpse of the space in between.  Alex’s panties were pasted to her crotch, giving me a teasing outline of her perfect pink snatch.  I planted a kiss on the crotch of her panties, then trailed my tongue along the slit of her pussy, right up to her clit.

“Ohhh, yesss,” she moaned out softly, sinking into the bed as I lightly brushed my tongue against her, teasing her stiff clit.

“Talk to me, babe,” her husband urged.  “What’s he doing to you?”

“He’s licking me through my panties,” Alex declared, cooing softly as she closed her eyes, using her free hand to paw at one of her tits. 

“Mmm, that’s hot.  He’s teasing you, huh?”

“Mmhmm,”  Alex moaned louder, definitely not sounding like she wanted me to stop.

I kept that up for as long as I could, but impatience got the better of me.  I slid my fingers under the waistband of her panties and began to peel them down.  The crotch stayed glued to the lips of her pussy, letting me know how wet she was as I pulled them down to the tops of her thighs.  I tugged them down just another few inches and Alex’s snatch came into view.  As I suspected, her shaven pussy was visibly wet, a thick coat of moisture clinging to both her lips.  I pulled them down the rest of the way then tossed them onto the floor as I returned my head to its previous position, right in front of her perfect snatch.

I poked my tongue out from between my lips and licked along her slit again, only this time there was nothing in the way of it.  My tongue dragged slowly along the lips of her pussy, scooping up all the juice it could before moving up to her clit.  The taste of her pussy lingered on my tongue as it started to flick at her clit, feeling it throb in response. 

“Mmm, yeah.  That’s it,” said Alex, purring like a cat as her free hand reached down to my head, running her fingers through my thick locks of hair. 

“What’s it?” her husband asked.  “What’s he doing now?”

“He’s licking my slit,” Alex declared, her voice light and breathy as I moved back to the lips of her pussy and licked up more of her juice. 

“Mmm, nice,” her husband replied.  “Does he like the way you taste?”

I looked up at Alex and nodded my head.

Alex giggled and relayed my response.  “Uh huh.  He just nodded.”

I slid my tongue back up to her clit and wrapped my lips around it, giving harder licks to her point of pleasure.

“Ohhh, yes,” said Alex as her fingers clenched, tightening their grip on my head.  “He’s on my clit now.”

“Oh, fuck.  Does it feel good?”

“Mmhmm.  He really knows how to eat my pussy.”

I gave a few more licks to the nub of her clit then pulled my mouth from her pussy, raising two fingers and lifting my eyebrows like I was asking her a question.  Alex understood my meaning and gave an emphatic response. 

“Oh, yes, please.”

“What?” said her husband.  “What was that?”

“I think he’s gonna finger me.”

“Oh, fuck yeah.  How many’s he gonna use?”

“Two, I think,” said Alex as I pressed two fingers to the slit of her pussy and carefully slipped them inside.  “Yeah, two.”

I returned my tongue to Alex’s clit as I pushed my fingers deeper, curling them up until I found what I was looking for.

“OH!” Alex yelped, throwing her head up sharply and knocking the phone from her hand.

“What?” asked her husband.  “What just happened?”

“He just found my g-spot.  FUCK!” Alex squawked as my tongue began to swirl around the nub of her clit, my fingers moving deftly on her hidden pleasure spot.

Alex picked her phone back up and pointed it down at her face.  I could her pussy tighten around me, fluid seeping from deep inside her as I licked her clit, spinning my tongue in concentric circles. 

“Ohhh, fuuuck!” Alex moaned, her hand starting to tremble as she gripped the top of my head.  “Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!”

“Damn, babe.  You’re really getting into it, huh?”

Alex ignored him, but I can confirm that she definitely was getting into it.  She gripped my hair as hard as she could, nearly pulling it out at the roots as my tongue moved faster, swirling around her clit like a whirlwind.  The phone was blocking most of her face but I could hear her moans increasing in volume, getting sharper and shriller as I licked her clit.

“Are you gonna cum for me, babe?” her husband asked, to which Alex responded with a simple nod.

How she was cumming for him exactly, I wasn’t quite sure, but I was happy to let that go since Alex’s pleasure was my only concern.  A few more swirls of my talented tongue and Alex gave into the growing sensation, letting the feeling take her.  Me; her husband; herself- who ever she was cumming for, Alex did so with considerable aplomb. 

Sharp breaths flew forth from her lips, promptly joined by a high-pitched squeal as her climax hit her, tearing through her body like an earthquake.  Her arm began to shake, to the point that Alex nearly dropped her phone as my tongue kept moving, licking her through the throes of climax.  Her muscles contracted, locking my fingers with a powerful grip as hot fluid gushed from inside her, soaking them down to the knuckle.  Her husband talked to her the whole way through, but Alex ignored him and frankly so did I.  And anyway, Alex was screaming so loud that I wouldn’t have heard him if I wanted to.

She must have cum for close to a minute, her screams giving way to laboured breaths as the feeling began to subside. 

“Damn, baby,” her husband exclaimed.  “You came hard, huh?”

“Mmhmm,” said Alex, her ample chest moving gently as she puffed out deep, heavy breaths. 

I slipped my fingers from inside her pussy, noting the wetness that Alex had left on them.  She noticed too, and she reached down quickly and grabbed my wrist, pulling it up towards her.

This is how hard I came,” Alex declared as she pointed her phone at my fingers, showing her husband how wet they were.

“Fuuuck, babe.  They’re fucking covered!”

“Yep,” Alex smirked as she slipped my fingers in between her lips and sucked all her juices off them.

“Fuck, that’s so hot watching you suck them clean.  What are you gonna do now, babe?”

Plucking my fingers from between her lips, a little grin stretched across her face as she answered her husband’s question.  “Hmm, I feel like sucking something else now.”

“Oh, yes!” her husband said.  “Please tell me I get to watch that.”

“Of course,” said Alex as she looked at me, beckoning me with her finger.

I finally surfaced from between her legs, kissing up her tummy and between her tits as I moved back up the bed.  Alex turned the camera away as she placed her hand at the back of my head, pulling me in for a kiss.  Alex’s tongue pushed into my mouth, tasting her pussy again as she wrapped it around my own.

Prying my lips from hers, I looked at her with a shit-eating grin as she curled her arm around the back of my neck.  I slid my arms under the small of her back, getting a firm grip as I rolled us over, ending up with my back on the bed with Alex perched on top of me. 

“Woah!  What happened there?” her husband asked.  I have no idea what it was he just saw, but I can’t imagine it was too much more than a pan of the bedroom ceiling.

“Oh, he just flipped us over,” Alex explained, moving down to kiss my neck.

“Oh.  So you’re on top now, huh?”

Alex suddenly sat up straight, straddling my supine body with her bare ass pressed against my cock.  “Yep,” she said simply, pointing the camera back down at her face. 

“So you’re gonna suck his cock now, right?”

“Mmhmm.  All in good time.”

Alex leaned forward again, shifting her ass back as she dipped her head down towards my stomach.  Alex lifted the bottom of my shirt and lifted several kisses on my six pack abs.

“Damn,” said her husband.  “He’s pretty bulky, huh?”

“Yeah, he’s fucking hot,” Alex grinned as she moved up higher, pressing her lips to my sternum.

“How old is he?”

“None of your business!”

“Oh, please, babe,” her husband begged.  “Just give me a rough idea.”

Alex looked up at me and I gestured with my hand that she could continue. 

“OK, he’s twenty five.”

“Woah!” her husband laughed.  “My girl’s a cougar, huh?”

Alex shrugged.  “Yeah, I guess.”

“Fuck, that’s so hot.”

Alex turned the phone for a second as she looked at me, rolling those pretty blue eyes.  “Oh, yeah?  That does it for you, huh?  Your wife getting fucked by a hot, young stud?”

“Fuck yeah, it does.”

I grabbed the hem of my shirt and pulled it up over my head as Alex moved back down my torso, kissing past my abs.  Alex settled in between my legs then started to unbuckle my belt, attempting to do it whilst holding her phone. 

“Hmm, would you do the honours?” she asked, looking at me as she shook her phone.

I nodded back and extended my hand, motioning for her phone.  Keeping the camera pointed at her, Alex passed the phone to me then continued removing my belt.  Thankfully her husband had taken the hint and flipped the camera on his phone too, pointing it at his bedroom wall.  I was glad he did ‘cause looking at another guy’s face whilst getting my dick sucked would be seriously off-putting. 

Alex unbuttoned the clasp on my shorts and pulled them down my legs, dropping them onto the floor.  Then she hooked her fingers under the waistband of my boxers and pulled those down as well, revealing my cock an inch at a time.  She pulled it down past the ridge of my crown and my cock shot out with venomous force, flopping back and forth before it finally settled, pointing at the ceiling above me. 

“Fuck!” her husband said.  “Wow, he’s bigger than me, huh?”

“Duh,” said Alex as she looked at her phone.  “Why do you think I come up here?”

Alex pulled my boxers down the rest of the way and dropped them on the floor with my shorts.  At first I was a little self-conscious, knowing that another guy could see my junk, but I quickly got over that once Alex crawled back in between my thighs, gripping them with both her hands as her head dipped down in between them.  Alex poked her tongue out from between her lips and gave a long, slow lick across my swollen ballsack, resting my cock on her forehead.

“I can’t see you, babe,” her husband complained.  “What are you doing right now?”

“I’m licking his balls,” Alex replied, proceeding to do so several more times.

“Mmm, hot,” her husband said.  “Are they nice and big for you?”

“Mmhmm.”  Alex’s reply was slightly muffled as she’d progressed from merely licking my balls to wrapping her lips around them, sucking each one in turn.  I heard a loud * POP * as she plucked one free, leaving it wet with spittle.  “So full of cum.”

I felt her tongue brush against my cock then the top of her head came into view as she licked along my veiny underside, surfacing slowly from between my thighs as she licked right up to the top.  Precum had formed in the tip of my prick but Alex quickly took care of that, lapping it all up with a few quick flicks of her tongue.

“Fuck, baby, you look so fucking good doing that,” her husband said, and really it was hard to argue.

Her bright blue eyes stared into the camera as she licked my swollen cockhead, her sprightly tongue swirling around it.

“I know,” she grinned, then gripped my cock at the hilt, spitting out a string of saliva that landed on my helmet and dripped down the length of my shaft.

Keeping her right hand clutched at the base, Alex gripped my cock with the other and started to jerk me off, spearing her spittle all over my shaft.  A * SCHLIK * SCHLOCK * SCHLIK * started filling the room as she ran her hand up and down my shaft, stroking me at optimum speed and with the perfect amount of pressure.

“Ohh, Jesus,” I moaned out softly, my cock twitching in the palms of her hands.

“Damn, I think he likes that, babe,” her husband chimed in, and again he wasn’t wrong. 

“Mmhmm,” said Alex, her grin growing wider.  “I think he’ll like this more though.”

And with that Alex dipped her head down, wrapping her lips around the tip of my cock.  She started to suck with immediate vigour, her hand and mouth in perfect synch as she bobbed her brunette head, stroking and slurping in equal measure.  Spit dripped out from between her lips, ensuring my shaft stayed thoroughly lubed as she sucked my cock with force and gusto.  Precum seeped from the tip of my prick, flowing into Alex’s mouth as she went down deeper, moving her hand to top of my thigh so she could suck down more of my shaft.

And suck it down, she very much did.  Alex was going hell for leather, swallowing every inch that came her way.  I felt my tip push past her tonsils as her lips went down as deep as they could, the fist clenched at the base of my shaft halting any further progress.  I could feel myself throbbing as she worked me over, soft coos spilling forth from my lips as she sucked my cock six ways from Sunday. 

“Fuuuck, he really does like that, huh?” her husband said, obviously hearing the sounds I was making. 

Alex’s lips pulled back to the tip and she plucked my crown from between them.  She gripped my cock with both her hands, smearing in the spit that her mouth had left behind. 

“Uh huh.  You know how good I am at sucking cock.”

“I sure do,” her husband replied and Alex smirked as she got back to it.

Alex took me back into her mouth, going down deep on the very first pass.  Removing her hand from the base, I could feel my cockhead enter her throat as she sucked up the last few inches, only stopping when she ran out of cock.  Her forehead pressed against my six pack abs, and all I could see was the top of her head, locks of brown hair falling from behind her ears as she made my dick disappear. 

“Uhh, fuck,” I exclaimed, trying my best to keep the camera steady as my head fell back into the pillows.

“Oh my God, babe, fuck…” her husband said; I could hear the disbelief in his voice. 

I felt her lips drag up my shaft, and I returned my head to its previous position, watching intently as my cock was unveiled inch by inch, now soaked in Alex’s spit.  Her lips slid up to the ridge of my crown then quickly sunk back down again, plunging back down to the base.  Alex repeated that several times over, vanishing my cock on every occasion.  My cock throbbed harder with every pass and I was actually a little relieved when her lips pulled up for the final time, releasing my crown with an audible * POP *. 

“Goddamn, babe,” came the voice through the phone.  “Fuck, that was so fucking hot!”

“Mmhmm,” said Alex as she gripped my cock just below the head, sliding her tongue along the underside and licking up some of her spit.

“Are you gonna put it between your tits now?” her husband asked.  He seemed to really wanna see that and frankly he wasn’t alone. 

“Hmm, no,” said Alex, giving my member one last lick.  “I want it in my pussy now.”

Her hand slid down to the base of my shaft and I did my best to keep her in frame as she quickly lifted her head up, planting her knees either side of my hips.  I felt my tip touch the lips of her pussy and pointed the camera straight down at my cock as she lowered herself down onto it, framing her pussy at the point of penetration.  I panned back up to Alex’s face, showing her husband her intense look of pleasure as she slid down onto my shaft, taking the first few inches.  Alex closed her big blue eyes, her mouth hanging open slightly as a breathy gasp spilled forth from her lips.

“Fuck, how does that cock feel, babe?” her husband asked her, like the look on her face didn’t already tell him.

“Oh my God, it feels so fucking good,” she sighed in response, and I pointed the camera back down at my crotch to show how much she’d taken. 

Her pussy had sunk about halfway down and continued to descend as she released her grip on the base of my shaft, placing her hands on her thighs.  I felt her ass touch down on my thighs and I panned back up to Alex’s face as her eyes came open, moaning loudly as she took my cock to the hilt.

“Mmm, YES!”

She stayed like that for several seconds, feeling how big I am as my cock filled her pussy.  I pointed the camera back down at my cock as she rose back up again, guiding her pussy to the ridge of my crown. 

“Fuck, babe, you’re so wet,” her husband declared, noting the thick coat of arousal that his wife had left on my shaft.

Alex didn’t respond.  In fact, the only sound she made was a high-pitched squeal as she dropped herself back down again, impaling her pussy on my long, thick cock. 

“OHH, FUCK!”

She proceeded to ride me hard and fast, working her pussy right up to the tip then plummeting straight back down again.   Her ass beat down on the tops of my thighs, merging with the moans now filling the room and pouring into the phone receiver.  I gave her husband quite the show, alternating between Alex’s gorgeous face and lovely tits as they flopped up and down, and the sight of my cock as her tight, wet pussy greedily swallowed it up.

“Yeah, come on, baby.  Ride that cock,” her husband said, like she needed any encouragement. 

Alex’s moans got louder and shriller, and as I felt her slick pussy get tighter and tighter, I could tell she was getting close.  And having fucked her numerous times, I knew what was needed to finish her off.  Wouldn’t be great for her husband, but fuck him; as far as I was concerned, this was all about Alex. 

I let her ride me a few more times then wrapped my arms around the small of her back, pulling her down on top of me.  Alex yelped as I tightened my grip, bucking my hips off the mattress as I drilled up into her pussy.  Once I’d got a few thrusts in, I extended my arm out slightly as I held her with the other, blindly pointing the camera in our general direction.

For the next few minutes her husband stayed quiet, and I wasn’t quite sure what kind of view he was getting.  Could’ve been his wife’s ass.  Could’ve been the mattress.  Or it could’ve been a perfect close up of me railing Alex’s pussy.  Frankly, I didn’t really care what it was, such was my focus on fucking his wife and giving her the orgasm she richly deserved.   

Alex’s eyes rolled into her head and she moaned out loudly as she took my cock.

“Ohh, fuck!  Yes, yes, yes!  I’m gonna cum on your cock!”

“Oh, yes, cum for me, baby,” her husband chimed in.  “Cum on his fucking dick!”

A few more thrusts and she did just that.  Sinking my cock to the base, I kept it inside her as her orgasm hit, shaking her down to the core.  Alex threw her head back sharply, flinging brown hair in every direction as a wordless scream flew forth from her lips, making my eardrums rattle.  Her muscles contracted, gripping my cock with excessive force as a gush of fluid burst forth from her pussy, drenching my shaft from base to tip.

Alex’s body went limp in my arms as she returned her head to its normal position, breathing heavily as she leaned in to kiss me.

“How was that, babe?” her husband asked.  “Did you cum nice and hard for me?”

Our lips came apart but Alex's eyes stayed fixed on mine, grinning at me as she answered.

“Oh, I came so hard for you, baby,” Alex declared, then mouthed something to me that I had zero trouble deciphering.  It wasn’t for him

Alex giggled then kissed me again as she lifted her head up, returning to her previous position.  I brought the camera back around in front of her, aiming it down at Alex’s pussy as she worked it slowly up the length of my shaft and past the ridge of my crown. 

“What you gonna do now, baby?” her husband asked as Alex shifted back a little and knelt in between my thighs. 

“I wanna taste my pussy now,” Alex declared as she dropped her head down into my shot and wrapped her lips around my swollen cockhead. 

Alex sunk straight down to the base, then sucked her cheeks in as she pulled back up, gripping my cock in a vacuum seal as she slurped up her vaginal fluid.  Her lips pulled up the tip of my prick, producing a particularly satisfying * POP * as she plucked my crown from between them. 

“How’s your pussy taste, babe?”

“Mmm, so fucking good,” Alex replied, pausing to lick my slit.  “I love to taste my pussy off this big fucking cock.”

“What’s next, baby?  What position?”

“Hmm,” said Alex, licking my cockhead again.  “I think I’ll let him decide.  What d’you wanna do?”

Honestly, I really didn’t know.  With most women I have a number of favourite positions that I always like to do with them, based on whichever body part I like to look at the most.  With Teyonah Parris or Bryce Dallas Howard?  Prone, doggy or reverse cowgirl.  With Kat Dennings or Christina Hendricks?  Cowgirl or missionary.  With Anne Hathaway or Gemma Chan?  Missionary again, preferably with those lovely, long legs pressed against my chest.

But Alex’s body was so fucking amazing that it looked just as good from every conceivable angle.  Of course, she’s got fantastic tits, but she’s got an amazing ass as well, and a stunningly gorgeous face.  So when it comes to picking positions, I really am spoiled for choice.

I decided just to go with doggy ‘cause I hadn’t really looked at her ass properly yet.  I lifted a finger and spun it in a circle, signalling for her to turn. 

“Ohh, OK,” she said with a grin.  “I think he wants reverse cowgirl.”

I shook my head.

“No?  Doggy?”

I nodded.

“Hmm, one of my favourites,” Alex declared as she turned around one eighty degrees and stuck her ass out behind her.

Pointing the camera at her perfect ass, I gripped my cock with my remaining hand as I got on my knees behind her, pressing my crown against the slit of her pussy.  Alex looked back over her shoulder, gasping just a little as I pushed myself forward, steering the tip inside her.  I uncurled my fingers from the base of my shaft, beckoning her with an unstretched hand.

A knowing smirk spread across her face as she pushed herself towards me, backing up at that peach-shaped ass.  I kept the camera pointed down at my cock, capturing the breathtaking sight as Alex’s pussy slowly devoured it.  One last push and she’d taken it all, those beautiful tight, toned buttcheeks squished against my pelvis as my cock disappeared from sight.  Alex turned her head back, tilting it back just a little as a deep moan spilled forth from her lips. 

“Ohhh, fuck!  This fucking cock.”

She stayed like that for several seconds then began to push her forward before I quickly stopped her with a hand on her hip.  Alex stayed completely still as I drew my cock back slowly, pulling right back to the tip.  I kept it there for a fraction of a second then quickly threw myself forward, slamming into her pussy with a deep, probing thrust.  My pelvis smacked into her plump, juicy ass, making her buttcheeks ripple and producing a loud * THWACK * that bounced off the bedroom walls. 

“OH, YES!” Alex screamed, violently throwing her head back as my fat cock sunk down to the hilt, bottoming out inside her.

I pulled back out to the ridge of my crown and Alex barely had a chance to recover before I slammed back in at twice the force, making the entire bed shift underneath me and slam into the wall in front.  I fucked her like that for several minutes, matching the force and intensity with every subsequent thrust.

“Fuck, babe, he’s really giving it to you, huh?”

“Uh huh,” Alex moaned back, seemingly unable to say much else as I drilled into her pussy with quick, hard thrusts. 

Moving my hand from her hip, I kept the camera pointed forward as I reached out in front of me, grabbing a fistful of nut brown hair.  Giving it a gentle pull, Alex’s head tilted back a little as I used her hair like a set of reins, pulling myself into her tight pink pussy.

“Oh, damn,” her husband said.  “Your boy likes the rough stuff, huh?”

“Yep, he…AHH!” Alex started then suddenly shrieked as I tugged her hair back with greater force, pulling her up off the bed.

“Oh, fuck…” came the voice through the phone.

Wrapping my arms around her, I held her tightly as I thrusted harder, dull smacks echoing loudly as my pelvis crashed into her supple, round ass.  Flipping the camera on Alex’s phone, I pointed it straight at her famous chest, clutching onto one of her tits while Alex pawed at the other, wrapping her free arm around the back of my neck.  Her moans gave way to high-pitched screams, which only got louder as I reached down lower and found the nub of her clit, rubbing it aggressively as I rammed my cock into her pussy.  I pointed the camera at Alex’s crotch, my fingers a blur as I strummed her clit. 

Brushing her hair out of the way, I nuzzled into Alex’s neck, kissing it in several places as I moved up to her ear. 

“You gonna cum for me?” I asked her softly.  “Me not him.”

“Yes, I’m gonna cum for you,” she whispered back.  “Just for you.”

My hand moved faster on the nub of her clit, promptly igniting a powerful climax that coursed through Alex’s body. 

“OHH, YES!  FFFUUUCCCKKK!” Alex screamed, digging her fingers into the back of my neck as muscles tensed all over her body.

I buried my cock into the depths of her snatch, feeling her grip me as her walls contracted, squeezing my shaft to the point of bursting.  I held her tightly ‘til her body went limp then released my grip on her, letting her flop down onto the bed.  I pointed the camera at Alex as she rolled onto her back, looking utterly dickdrunk as she propped herself up with her arms. 

“Damn, babe,” her husband exclaimed.  “This guy’s a fucking machine!”

“Right?” Alex grinned.  “He knows what he’s doing, huh?”

“I’ll say.  Do you think he’s got any more in him?”

I scoffed at the question and rolled my eyes, making Alex giggle as she gestured for her phone.

“Yeah, I think he’ll be fine,” Alex replied, taking the camera from me.  “Any requests, baby?”

“Hmm, how about missionary?” her husband said.  “And I’d love him to cum on your tits.”

Alex looked at me, her eyebrows raised.  “That work for you?”

I didn’t respond with any kind of gesture.  I simply grabbed onto Alex’s legs and pulled her body towards me, her head falling back onto the mattress as her arms gave out from beneath her. 

“Ahh!” she shrieked as she lifted her phone up, pointing it down at her face.  “OK, I think that was a ‘yes’.”

I kept my grip on one of her thighs, grabbing my cock with the other as I pushed the tip into Alex’s pussy.  I moved my hands to the tops of her legs, grabbing her calves and using them for leverage as I rowed myself inward, sheathing my cock in her pussy. 

“Ohhh,” she moaned out deeply, looking up into the camera as her eyes went wide. 

“How’s that feel, baby?” came the voice through the phone.

I pulled back out to the ridge of my crown, keeping it there as Alex replied.

“Oh my god, so GOOD!”

I rammed back inside her as hard as I could, hitting her cervix as she said the last word.  Alex reached down in between her legs, putting two fingers to the nub of her clit, as I drilled into her pussy with a series of deep, hard thrusts.  Alex’s moans increased in volume and her eyes began to flutter as she rubbed her clit, her pussy tightening around my shaft.

“What are you doing, babe?” her husband asked her.

“Mmm, I’m playing with my pussy,” Alex breathed softly, her voice barely audible over the sounds of each thrust.

“Oh, fuck, baby, let me watch.  Please.”

Alex raised her head up to look at me and I nodded my consent.  Alex grabbed an additional pillow and stuffed it underhead her head as she flipped the camera on her phone.  Pointing it forward, she gave her husband her own little POV shot, still vigorously rubbing her clit as I railed my cock into her.  I couldn’t see what it looked like exactly, but since she was holding the camera down low, I guessed I was framed from the midriff down, giving our spectator a nice tight close up as my big, thick cock as it slammed into his wife’s tight pussy.

Now that I knew her husband was watching, I started to go at her harder, driving into her pussy with ever quickening thrusts.  I tightened my grip on Alex’s legs, pulling her back as I threw myself into her, ensuring each thrust went as deep as possible.  I gave a few more thrusts into Alex’s pussy then motioned for the camera. 

Alex flipped it back onto her face then handed it over to me.  I gripped onto one of her ankles as I pointed it down at her, capturing the look on her face as she took each pelvic slam.  Her mouth hung open, pupils rolling back into her head until I could see were the whites of her eyes.  I pointed the camera a foot or so lower, getting a shot of perfect tits, flopping back and forth with the force of each thrust.  Panning down her tight, toned stomach, I pointed the camera at Alex’s pussy, showing her husband how hard she was rubbing it and how hard my cock was pumping into her. 

“Damn, baby, you’re gonna cum again, huh?” her husband asked her.

“Uh huh,” Alex moaned back, her breath rate increasing as she rubbed herself harder, strumming her clit in a blur.

One more thrust was all it took.  Burying myself inside her, her fingers kept moving on the nub of her clit as she gripped my cock like a vice, dousing it in fluid at the point of climax.  I panned the camera up to her face as her eyes clamped shut, her features contorting in all sorts of unflattering ways as intense waves of pleasure coursed through her every inch. 

I moaned out loud as I tipped my head back, doing all I could to keep from cumming as her tight, gripping pussy tried to milk my testes dry.  High-pitched squeals flew forth from her lips, her body shaking from head to toe, until a final full-frame shudder signalled that she’d reached her peak.  I felt her muscles begin to relax and my pulled cock from Alex’s pussy, visibly throbbing as I plucked myself free.

“Fuck, baby, that was so hot,” her husband said.  “Looks like he’s about to cum as well.”

“Uh huh,” said Alex, still panting slightly as she started to recover.

“Where do you want him to do it, babe?” her husband asked her.

“Hmm, I think I want it on my tits.  Would you like to see that?”

“Mmhmm.  I’d like to see him fuck them first though.”

“Oh, I think that can be arranged,” Alex declared as she cupped her tits in her hands, looking at me as she pushed them together.  “Ready?”

I nodded back and moved up the bed, pointing the camera straight down at her tits as I straddled her upper body.  I gripped my cock at the base of the shaft and Alex wrapped her titties around it as I slapped it down in between them.  My cock was still wet from Alex’s pussy but I spat onto my shaft for extra lube as I started to buck my hips, sawing my cock through those lovely big tits.  Alex squeezed them tightly together, enclosing my shaft entirely and applying the perfect amount of pressure as my cock slid back and forth, slicing like a knife through butter.

Alex grinned then lifted her head up, craning her neck as much as she could as her lips came open, puckering into a perfect O.  Her mouth stayed open as I fucked her titties, catching my crown each time it poked out.  I was close already but that pulled me right to the brink.  And when Alex stuck her tongue out and started licking my cockhead?  Well, that was the finishing touch. 

Wrenching my cock from between her tits, I stroked my shaft about four or five times and my cockhead erupted in explosive fashion.  Thick spurts sprayed forth from the tip, leaving long streaks across Alex’s face.  Pointing my cock down slightly, I aimed my tip at Alex’s chest, making sure the next ropes went over her tits. 

I took a short pan of her tits and face, showing just how much cum I’d left on both.  While I did that, Alex took my cock in her hands and stroked them up and down my shaft.  She jerked a few drops out onto her tits, then lifted her head up off the pillows, wrapping her lips around the ridge of my crown so she could suck out whatever was left.  She released my crown with a smack of her lips, still gently stroking my cock as she gave a little smile at the camera.

“Oh my God, baby.  That was…wow!” her husband said.  He sounded a little lost for words, and really, who could blame him?

“Right?” said Alex as she stuck out her tongue, giving my cockhead one last lick.  “I told you he always fucks me good.”

“You weren’t wrong, baby.  Thank you for letting me watch.”

“Thank you for letting me fuck him.”

 Her husband chuckled.  “Fuck, baby, let me watch every now and again, and you can fuck him as much as you like.”

Alex flashed me a little grin and I shot back one of my own.  Sounds like a good deal to me.

End of Chapter 3
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Re: Mini Getaways (Alexandra Daddario)
« Reply #4 on: July 24, 2024, 12:35:02 PM »
That was a hot chapter, Dark. Tyler gave Alexandra's tits a great workout.
 
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