lazerscope
I wank daily.
I met her at the supermarket in the frozen foods aisle just before my shift ended. She said her name was Lori Ann but everybody called her Lori for some stupid fucking reason.
She had shoulder length blonde hair and wore a cheap white low-cut halter top that I saw were hiding some nice tits, probably C’s. I’d say she was about fifteen pounds overweight, but at least it added to her ass which looked nice and big in her cut-off denim shorts. She looked in her forties and trashy with cheap make-up on. When she spoke her voice was high and nervous.
So I talked her up a bit. She giggled and just kept talking and laughing like a dumb teenager as she pushed her cart. I walked her over to get some cigarettes, then told her to give me her number. Told her I’d call her sometime and left.
A couple days later I called her while on my lunch break. She said her old man’s a truck driver and usually on the road five days a week, so she’s home a lot and always bored. It’s just her all alone in her big house with a big TV and her big pool and her big ass on her big couch.
I told her me and my buddy Joe wanted to catch the Mayweather fight, so maybe we’d visit on Saturday and hang out. She said cool, she’d make margaritas and we could sit by the pool. Whatever. I hung up and called Joe, told him to get ready to party Saturday night.
We pulled up in her driveway and I smirked. It was just a regular shitty 3 bedroom house in a shitty neighborhood. At the door Lori greeted us with a smile. She was wearing a light pink midriff top that showed off her belly and her pierced navel. And I’d be damned if she wasn’t wearing the same denim shorts from days ago. Did she even wash that fucking thing?
“Come on in, ya’ll.” she said in her thick redneck accent. Inside her house was as shitty as outside: cheap green carpeting, a bunch of stupid chachkies adorning the walls, Ikea furniture, and a giant 70 inch TV in her living room.
We headed to her kitchen. Joe raided her fridge for snacks while she fiddled with her margarita maker. He was dipping his greasy fingers in the chips bowl and I think more crumbs fell out of his mouth than went in as they both chatted about stupid shit. Joe’s a fucking idiot but he’s good for some laughs sometimes.
“Where’s the pool?” I asked. “Follow me.” she said and took a pitcher and some glasses with her through some sliding glass doors.
The pool was small and crappy. We sat on some old, rickety lawn chairs as she poured us drinks. Joe gulped half of his down in one shot. He then stripped down to his boxers, and with a loud yell he fucking cannonballed right into the pool. Water splashed all the way up and drenched me and Lori. Of course she squealed out and laughted like a retard.
So we talked and drank while she chain smoked her cigarettes and Joe splashed around like an idiot. She had an alarm clock radio on the table I and tuned it to some Zeppelin.
“Wanna smoke some bud?” I asked.
“Oh, uh, sure, but I don’t have any,” she said.
“Don’t worry about it. Yo, Joe! Get the shit from the car, man.”
Joe peeked up from the water. He climbed out the pool and ran out to the car and came back with his back-pack. He pulled out a bong and a zip of kush. When he packed the bong, I took my lighter, took a nice long rip, then passed it to her.
“Oh wow,” she said. “I haven’t done this since college I think.” She took a deep rip and started coughing like crazy. She smiled as she passed it on to Joe.
By now I could tell she was fucking lit. She was laughing and slurring her words and talking a lot more nonsense than usual, just having a great time. I told her I’d had enough, let’s go watch the fight.
Us three sat on the couch with Lori in the middle. As the fight went on we took turns hitting the bong. We were all nice and wasted. About 3 rounds later the fight was over. Joe, still in his boxers, fiddled with the remote and flipped through random channels.
He stopped on video of a big muscular guy fucking the shit out of a young hot chick. She was naked with huge tits bent over a table and the guy was ramming his dick in her pussy from behind. The chick was screaming as he grunted with each pump.
“I didn’t know you got porno channels,” I said. “Wish I did at my place.”
“Oh yeah,” she replied. “I got like 6 or 7 of ‘em. I like to watch ‘em.”
“You watch ‘em a lot?”
“Sort of,” she said. “I get kind of horny when the old man ain’t here.”
Joe changed the channel. He stopped on a scene of a heavily tattooed buxom brunette sucking a guy’s cock while a beautiful blonde licked her pussy hungrily from behind.
“That’s Christy Mack,” Lori said. “She’s so fucking hot. She’s got nice breasts.”
“Your’s are as big as her’s, right?” I asked.
“Yeah, maybe, sure.”
“ How about we see ‘em and compare?”
She blushed. Lori sat up and pulled her halter top off and tossed it on the floor. She leaned back again and her tits laid naturally on her chest. They had a few freckles and spots on them, but they were big and juicy. I smiled as I noticed her wide pink nipples. Joe stared at her tits with his mouth wide open. Unconsciously, his hand drifted down to his crotch.
I reached over with both hands and took hold of her tits. “They’re real nice,” I said. “You could’ve starred in a porno.” She looked up with a devilish grin and licked her lips. “I wish. That might’ve been kind of hot.”
I bent down and started sucking on her right tit, then licking and sucking on her erect nipple. She moaned softly. Joe bent down and started sucking and nibbling on her left breast and nipple.
The scene on the TV changed. Now it was a black guy with a rock hard dick in a kitchen getting his dick sucked by a petite blonde girl. She bobbed and gagged on his cock ‘til saliva dripped down and leaked all over her small tits. I saw Lori was staring at the TV intensely.
“Think you can give head as good as her?” I asked.
“Sure,” she said. “I think so.”
I leaned back into the couch. She moved over to my jeans and unbuckled my belt as I wriggled them down to the floor. She pulled my boxers down and looked at my stiff, thick 8-inch cock. She held the base of my cock with one hand and began to suck.
She sucked slowly at first, but then gained momentum. She moved up and down on my dick quicker, lubricating me with her spit. Her hand jacked me off in motion as her head bobbed up and down. At times she’d pause to lick my shaft and dick head as much as possible, then she’d go back to sucking and sliding her hand up and down my shaft.
By now Joe had become rock hard; I could see the outline of his dick in his boxers and just the tip of it peeked out on top. Still sitting behind her he slid his boxers down and began slowly stroking his cock. He licked his lips and kept jerking off as she kept blowing me.
I touched the back of her head and she sat up. She smiled, wiping her mouth.
“Hey, I think Joe want to have some fun, too.” I said. “Hook him up.”
Lori giggled as Joe stood up and put his dick right in front her face. She took hold of it and began sucking. She stroked his cock back and forth as she blew him with her eyes closed, concentrating. Joe’s eyes eventually closed, too. He began moaning as she sucked him, her hand rubbing his balls, too.
“Hey, asshole,” I said. “Slow down. We got all night.” Joe grunted in agreement and fell silent as she continued sucking him off.
When I got up from the couch she took a break from Joe. I slid my tee-shirt off, then moved over next to Joe, dick poking out. Without a word, Lori got on her knees between me and Joe. She took my dick in her right hand and Joe’s in her left, and began sucking us off, going back and forth between us.
She moaned as she sucked, her nippled rock hard. Once, she paused to take a breath while still jerking us off, but I grabbed her by the hair and forced her back on my cock. She deepthroated us both and saliva dripped down and coated her whole face and tits.
I stopped her and ordered her to take her pants off. She stood up and wiggled out of them, revealing thin, pink panties. I pulled her panties down and she giggled. Her bush was a dark blonde and untrimmed. I dipped my middle finger into her pussy and she drew in a sharp breath. I grinned as I poked around inside her sopping cunt.
I moved her unto the couch on her hands and knees. I got behind her and slid my cock all the way to the hilt. She yelped in surprise, and maybe a little pain.
“Start easy, okay?” she pleaded. I smirked. I grabbed her hips and began fucking her hard. She moaned loudly and cursed out as I repeatedly shoved my thick meatpole into her stretched pussy. As I bucked against her, Joe stood mesmerized, watching us while her hanging tits swung back and forth like udders on a cow.
Joe went to her mouth and shoved his stiff cock in. She blew him as furiously as I was fucking her. After a few more minutes I signaled to Joe. I slid out of her cunt, and Joe and I switched places. Joe began fucking her at a more controlled pace while she deepthroated my cock, gagging as she went.
After a while, I slid my cock out of her throat. By now her makeup was running, and her entire face was wet with groin sweat and saliva. I sat down and positioned her on top of me. My dick slid right up her slit to the hilt. As she pumped herself up and down, I held unto her meaty ass cheeks while her tits flopped up and down in front of me.
Joe sat down on the other side, jacking off as he watched. Suddenly, she began to groan like never before. She yelled out as she orgasmed, her juices running down our legs and unto the couch. Eventually she slowed a bit, but then I picked up the pace.
“Keep taking that cock, bitch!” I commanded, and we kept fucking. Soon, I could feel my entire dick filling up with sperm. With one last thrust I bucked my hips and shoved my cock as high into her pussy as I could. She screamed. I felt my cock explode as I dumped hot cock juice into her. She kept bucking her hips until she drained me and I went limp.
“Your turn, sport.” I said to Joe. I lifted Lori off and sat in another chair, watching. Joe laid her on her back, spread her legs open and got on top of her. He humped her slowly, moaning all the while like he was close to cumming. I watched as she gripped his buttocks while he kept humping her.
“Just fill me up, baby.” she told Joe. Seconds later, Joe yanked his cock out of her pussy. He sprayed warm cum juice all over her pussy and slightly chubby tummy. He gritted his teeth and moaned loudly as he spewed his man juice. Then, he rolled off of her and unto the floor, spent.
Lori got up from the couch and put only her panties back on. She excused herself as she went to the bathroom. When she returned she was wearing a thin bedroom robe, open in the front. I had my jeans back on and Joe was back in his boxers. She had 3 cold beers with her and suggested we go out to the pool again. Outside, the cool night air felt good against our hot, sticky skins.
“Shit, I never did that before,” she remarked as she took a drag on her cigarette. “Always fantasized about it, though.”
She began telling us about her old man, and how much of a small dick he had, and that he never took her out, which made her bored all the time. As she yapped on, Joe began yawning. My beer was done and I was getting pretty bored myself. Joe got up and dived back into the pool. I motioned for me and her to go inside.
We went to her bedroom and I took my jeans off again. I got on the bed and laid back while she sucked my cock until it was rock hard again. Then, I got on top of her, pulled her panties to the side, and stuck my dick in. I humped her like that for about another ten minutes while she moaned and groaned, cumming again and again.
I called out for Joe. Joe came into the bedroom and watched as I pulled my cock out and yelled as I sprayed cum all over her belly. It leaked down onto the bed, soaking the sheets. Before she could wipe herself off, Joe got on top of her, pulled her panties down, and he fucked the shit out of her until he dumped cum deep inside her twat.
Joe and I spent the rest of the night taking turns with her. The three of us would only stop to use the bathroom, or get a beer, or smoke a cigarette.
In the morning, I woke up on the bed next to her. Joe was passed out on the floor right next to the bed. Crazy bastard. I shook her head awake and told her I was hungry.
We went out to get breakfast; Joe of course devoured his like a fucking orangutan. When the check came I motioned for her to pay. She asked if we could hang out again sometime. I told her I’d heard there was a UFC match next weekend, so I’d think about it.
THE END
She had shoulder length blonde hair and wore a cheap white low-cut halter top that I saw were hiding some nice tits, probably C’s. I’d say she was about fifteen pounds overweight, but at least it added to her ass which looked nice and big in her cut-off denim shorts. She looked in her forties and trashy with cheap make-up on. When she spoke her voice was high and nervous.
So I talked her up a bit. She giggled and just kept talking and laughing like a dumb teenager as she pushed her cart. I walked her over to get some cigarettes, then told her to give me her number. Told her I’d call her sometime and left.
A couple days later I called her while on my lunch break. She said her old man’s a truck driver and usually on the road five days a week, so she’s home a lot and always bored. It’s just her all alone in her big house with a big TV and her big pool and her big ass on her big couch.
I told her me and my buddy Joe wanted to catch the Mayweather fight, so maybe we’d visit on Saturday and hang out. She said cool, she’d make margaritas and we could sit by the pool. Whatever. I hung up and called Joe, told him to get ready to party Saturday night.
We pulled up in her driveway and I smirked. It was just a regular shitty 3 bedroom house in a shitty neighborhood. At the door Lori greeted us with a smile. She was wearing a light pink midriff top that showed off her belly and her pierced navel. And I’d be damned if she wasn’t wearing the same denim shorts from days ago. Did she even wash that fucking thing?
“Come on in, ya’ll.” she said in her thick redneck accent. Inside her house was as shitty as outside: cheap green carpeting, a bunch of stupid chachkies adorning the walls, Ikea furniture, and a giant 70 inch TV in her living room.
We headed to her kitchen. Joe raided her fridge for snacks while she fiddled with her margarita maker. He was dipping his greasy fingers in the chips bowl and I think more crumbs fell out of his mouth than went in as they both chatted about stupid shit. Joe’s a fucking idiot but he’s good for some laughs sometimes.
“Where’s the pool?” I asked. “Follow me.” she said and took a pitcher and some glasses with her through some sliding glass doors.
The pool was small and crappy. We sat on some old, rickety lawn chairs as she poured us drinks. Joe gulped half of his down in one shot. He then stripped down to his boxers, and with a loud yell he fucking cannonballed right into the pool. Water splashed all the way up and drenched me and Lori. Of course she squealed out and laughted like a retard.
So we talked and drank while she chain smoked her cigarettes and Joe splashed around like an idiot. She had an alarm clock radio on the table I and tuned it to some Zeppelin.
“Wanna smoke some bud?” I asked.
“Oh, uh, sure, but I don’t have any,” she said.
“Don’t worry about it. Yo, Joe! Get the shit from the car, man.”
Joe peeked up from the water. He climbed out the pool and ran out to the car and came back with his back-pack. He pulled out a bong and a zip of kush. When he packed the bong, I took my lighter, took a nice long rip, then passed it to her.
“Oh wow,” she said. “I haven’t done this since college I think.” She took a deep rip and started coughing like crazy. She smiled as she passed it on to Joe.
By now I could tell she was fucking lit. She was laughing and slurring her words and talking a lot more nonsense than usual, just having a great time. I told her I’d had enough, let’s go watch the fight.
Us three sat on the couch with Lori in the middle. As the fight went on we took turns hitting the bong. We were all nice and wasted. About 3 rounds later the fight was over. Joe, still in his boxers, fiddled with the remote and flipped through random channels.
He stopped on video of a big muscular guy fucking the shit out of a young hot chick. She was naked with huge tits bent over a table and the guy was ramming his dick in her pussy from behind. The chick was screaming as he grunted with each pump.
“I didn’t know you got porno channels,” I said. “Wish I did at my place.”
“Oh yeah,” she replied. “I got like 6 or 7 of ‘em. I like to watch ‘em.”
“You watch ‘em a lot?”
“Sort of,” she said. “I get kind of horny when the old man ain’t here.”
Joe changed the channel. He stopped on a scene of a heavily tattooed buxom brunette sucking a guy’s cock while a beautiful blonde licked her pussy hungrily from behind.
“That’s Christy Mack,” Lori said. “She’s so fucking hot. She’s got nice breasts.”
“Your’s are as big as her’s, right?” I asked.
“Yeah, maybe, sure.”
“ How about we see ‘em and compare?”
She blushed. Lori sat up and pulled her halter top off and tossed it on the floor. She leaned back again and her tits laid naturally on her chest. They had a few freckles and spots on them, but they were big and juicy. I smiled as I noticed her wide pink nipples. Joe stared at her tits with his mouth wide open. Unconsciously, his hand drifted down to his crotch.
I reached over with both hands and took hold of her tits. “They’re real nice,” I said. “You could’ve starred in a porno.” She looked up with a devilish grin and licked her lips. “I wish. That might’ve been kind of hot.”
I bent down and started sucking on her right tit, then licking and sucking on her erect nipple. She moaned softly. Joe bent down and started sucking and nibbling on her left breast and nipple.
The scene on the TV changed. Now it was a black guy with a rock hard dick in a kitchen getting his dick sucked by a petite blonde girl. She bobbed and gagged on his cock ‘til saliva dripped down and leaked all over her small tits. I saw Lori was staring at the TV intensely.
“Think you can give head as good as her?” I asked.
“Sure,” she said. “I think so.”
I leaned back into the couch. She moved over to my jeans and unbuckled my belt as I wriggled them down to the floor. She pulled my boxers down and looked at my stiff, thick 8-inch cock. She held the base of my cock with one hand and began to suck.
She sucked slowly at first, but then gained momentum. She moved up and down on my dick quicker, lubricating me with her spit. Her hand jacked me off in motion as her head bobbed up and down. At times she’d pause to lick my shaft and dick head as much as possible, then she’d go back to sucking and sliding her hand up and down my shaft.
By now Joe had become rock hard; I could see the outline of his dick in his boxers and just the tip of it peeked out on top. Still sitting behind her he slid his boxers down and began slowly stroking his cock. He licked his lips and kept jerking off as she kept blowing me.
I touched the back of her head and she sat up. She smiled, wiping her mouth.
“Hey, I think Joe want to have some fun, too.” I said. “Hook him up.”
Lori giggled as Joe stood up and put his dick right in front her face. She took hold of it and began sucking. She stroked his cock back and forth as she blew him with her eyes closed, concentrating. Joe’s eyes eventually closed, too. He began moaning as she sucked him, her hand rubbing his balls, too.
“Hey, asshole,” I said. “Slow down. We got all night.” Joe grunted in agreement and fell silent as she continued sucking him off.
When I got up from the couch she took a break from Joe. I slid my tee-shirt off, then moved over next to Joe, dick poking out. Without a word, Lori got on her knees between me and Joe. She took my dick in her right hand and Joe’s in her left, and began sucking us off, going back and forth between us.
She moaned as she sucked, her nippled rock hard. Once, she paused to take a breath while still jerking us off, but I grabbed her by the hair and forced her back on my cock. She deepthroated us both and saliva dripped down and coated her whole face and tits.
I stopped her and ordered her to take her pants off. She stood up and wiggled out of them, revealing thin, pink panties. I pulled her panties down and she giggled. Her bush was a dark blonde and untrimmed. I dipped my middle finger into her pussy and she drew in a sharp breath. I grinned as I poked around inside her sopping cunt.
I moved her unto the couch on her hands and knees. I got behind her and slid my cock all the way to the hilt. She yelped in surprise, and maybe a little pain.
“Start easy, okay?” she pleaded. I smirked. I grabbed her hips and began fucking her hard. She moaned loudly and cursed out as I repeatedly shoved my thick meatpole into her stretched pussy. As I bucked against her, Joe stood mesmerized, watching us while her hanging tits swung back and forth like udders on a cow.
Joe went to her mouth and shoved his stiff cock in. She blew him as furiously as I was fucking her. After a few more minutes I signaled to Joe. I slid out of her cunt, and Joe and I switched places. Joe began fucking her at a more controlled pace while she deepthroated my cock, gagging as she went.
After a while, I slid my cock out of her throat. By now her makeup was running, and her entire face was wet with groin sweat and saliva. I sat down and positioned her on top of me. My dick slid right up her slit to the hilt. As she pumped herself up and down, I held unto her meaty ass cheeks while her tits flopped up and down in front of me.
Joe sat down on the other side, jacking off as he watched. Suddenly, she began to groan like never before. She yelled out as she orgasmed, her juices running down our legs and unto the couch. Eventually she slowed a bit, but then I picked up the pace.
“Keep taking that cock, bitch!” I commanded, and we kept fucking. Soon, I could feel my entire dick filling up with sperm. With one last thrust I bucked my hips and shoved my cock as high into her pussy as I could. She screamed. I felt my cock explode as I dumped hot cock juice into her. She kept bucking her hips until she drained me and I went limp.
“Your turn, sport.” I said to Joe. I lifted Lori off and sat in another chair, watching. Joe laid her on her back, spread her legs open and got on top of her. He humped her slowly, moaning all the while like he was close to cumming. I watched as she gripped his buttocks while he kept humping her.
“Just fill me up, baby.” she told Joe. Seconds later, Joe yanked his cock out of her pussy. He sprayed warm cum juice all over her pussy and slightly chubby tummy. He gritted his teeth and moaned loudly as he spewed his man juice. Then, he rolled off of her and unto the floor, spent.
Lori got up from the couch and put only her panties back on. She excused herself as she went to the bathroom. When she returned she was wearing a thin bedroom robe, open in the front. I had my jeans back on and Joe was back in his boxers. She had 3 cold beers with her and suggested we go out to the pool again. Outside, the cool night air felt good against our hot, sticky skins.
“Shit, I never did that before,” she remarked as she took a drag on her cigarette. “Always fantasized about it, though.”
She began telling us about her old man, and how much of a small dick he had, and that he never took her out, which made her bored all the time. As she yapped on, Joe began yawning. My beer was done and I was getting pretty bored myself. Joe got up and dived back into the pool. I motioned for me and her to go inside.
We went to her bedroom and I took my jeans off again. I got on the bed and laid back while she sucked my cock until it was rock hard again. Then, I got on top of her, pulled her panties to the side, and stuck my dick in. I humped her like that for about another ten minutes while she moaned and groaned, cumming again and again.
I called out for Joe. Joe came into the bedroom and watched as I pulled my cock out and yelled as I sprayed cum all over her belly. It leaked down onto the bed, soaking the sheets. Before she could wipe herself off, Joe got on top of her, pulled her panties down, and he fucked the shit out of her until he dumped cum deep inside her twat.
Joe and I spent the rest of the night taking turns with her. The three of us would only stop to use the bathroom, or get a beer, or smoke a cigarette.
In the morning, I woke up on the bed next to her. Joe was passed out on the floor right next to the bed. Crazy bastard. I shook her head awake and told her I was hungry.
We went out to get breakfast; Joe of course devoured his like a fucking orangutan. When the check came I motioned for her to pay. She asked if we could hang out again sometime. I told her I’d heard there was a UFC match next weekend, so I’d think about it.
THE END
