Day 1: Saturday/Quickly stuff your dick back
From Create Your Own Story
You decide not to risk it. You're two strokes away from orgasm, but thankfully you don't set it off as you put your dick away. As you quietly zip up your pants, with great difficulty because of your rock-hard erection, Lauren shuffles her way into the kitchen. She heads straight for the refrigerator, opening it.
"What're you looking for?" you ask, leaning against the counter directly behind her shapely ass.
She replies, "I'm just looking for some— SPIDERRR!"
She frantically stamps her legs backwards, backing against you as she scrambles to get away from the black crawler on the fridge door. As you hold her from tripping, her soft ass comes in contact with your major erection in your pants, and rubs violently against it.
Lauren goes still after a second, but it's too late — her ass rubbing against your cock was too much, and you've already crossed the point of no return. "Shit shit shit..." you mutter desperately as this occurs, rushing to unzip your pants to prevent them from getting soiled. The convulsions start just as you expose your cock, and Lauren turns around to see what's happening.
"LAUREN!" you shout as the first spurt of cum shoots upwards, hitting Lauren's breasts. With a quick reaction, she immediately drops down, getting the second spurt on her cheek and hair, and takes your enormous cock in her mouth. You thrust your hips forward in pleasure, unloading your balls in her mouth, the head of your cock being massaged by Lauren's tongue. She swallows continuously so it doesn't overwhelm her.
Eventually, you stop, and collapse in a heap against the counter, your dick sliding out of Lauren's mouth with a pop. She swallows the last bits of cum in her mouth before asking you, "Are you okay!?"
"Yeah," you answer. "Why did you do that?"
Lauren replies, "It would have made a huge mess, and since there wasn't anything nearby to cover it, I had to use my mouth." She adds with a wink, "You're rather tasty!" A tingle runs down your spine.
"Thanks, Lauren," you say. "We should go get cleaned up."
Lauren nods and stands up again, walking briskly out of the kitchen, concerned about the cum stains on her pyjamas. Looks like there's nothing wrong. You go upstairs to take a shower and clean up. You'll also have to drive Lauren to skating practice soon.
