"Fuck," Lauren said, as she leaned forwards to kiss you. Her kiss was wild and full of lust. "Fuck," she repeated. "I don't get this." She started to violently strip off her shirt, sending buttons flying everywhere and revealing a bright red push-up bra. "How did we get here?" She started working on her skirt, it was extremely tight and she had a moment's trouble getting it off. You heard a ripping noise and she impatiently tore it off. She was wearing a matching red thong underneath. "Why do I want to fuck you so bad? You're just some random kid!" She gave you a big shove and you landed on your bed, in a moment she was straddling you and bends down to give you another red hot kiss. "I don't even think you're that hot."
"I wish you did," You managed to say between her kisses.
She pulled back from you and looked at you with wide eyes. "Oh wow you are. You really really are. God how did I not notice this before." She started grabbing at your own clothes and ripping them off with the same intensity that she used on her own clothes. Once she had you down to her underwear she leaned back and unhooked her bra and let it fall to the ground. You kind of had to wonder why she bothered with the expensive push up bra because they barely sagged downwards once they were free.
"Nice," you said as you saw them.
"Thanks, they cost me enough." She showed the same regard to her thong that she showed the rest of her wardrobe, grabbing it tearing it off her her with a loud snap.
"I wish they were real," you said. Suddenly Lauren's breasts bounced a bit and she looked down at them with her mouth and eyes both open wide. She squeezed both of them and looked at you with the same expression.
"How did you do that...?"
"Uh," you say but suddenly she started tearing at your underwear, more or less destroying it as she took it off.
"Tell me later, fuck me now." She raised herself up and you could tell that she was about to mount you cowgirl style, wrapping her hand around your erection and slowly guiding it into herself. "Mmm!" She made that and other gratifying noises as she lowered herself onto your rod. She panted a bit and looked at you with a smile. "Nice cock."
"Thanks," you said a bit breathlessly. You had to take moment to get used to the feeling of being inside of her.
"I hope you know how to use it."
"I wish I did," you said and suddenly everything became perfectly clear to you. You started thrusting upwards into Lauren, knowing just what was needed to tease every ounce of pleasure out of her. She moaned under your ministrations as you began fucking her in absolute earnestness. Soon she tilted her head back and let out a loud and throaty moan to signal her orgasm. You aren't nearly finished though and you keep fucking her even as her body goes slightly slack.
"Oh God!" she screamed as you guided her to a second orgasm. After her third she had a bit of trouble sitting up so you rolled her underneath you and kept going at it. Orgasm four had her looking up at you with almost religious awe.
But that was nothing compared to orgasm eight.
Orgasm seventeen blew both out of the water.
Finally, after denying yourself for long enough you felt your own long delayed climax and timed it along with orgasm thirty. At this point Lauren was little more than a quivering pile of woman underneath you but she managed to rouse herself for one last scream as you shot your load into her. You panted and laid down on the bed next to her while she panted and stared up at the ceiling. "I wish you wouldn't get pregnant," you mumbled.
"Holy... fuck." You weren't sure if she was using that as an expression or if she was describing what she just went through. She smiled and laughed a bit. "This just in, local newswoman has her brains fucked out by a teenager." She suddenly sat straight up and hugged her legs to her chest. "Oh God I just fucked a teenager..."
You sat up and reached out to put a hand on her shoulder but she flinched away.
"If anybody finds out my career is over. My LIFE is over."
"It's ok," you said. "I can make this better."
"How?" she said.