NTR: Mommy Will Help You! 318. Are You Satisfied, Dear Husband?

Lauren cast a glance toward Jeffery, observing him vigorously rubbing his own erection, his expression a complex mix of lust and utter despair. The sight of his persistent arousal brought a cruel amusement to her. "Ha, haha! Hahahahaha! How utterly pathetic! Even now, you still get turned on by me? I suppose your love for me is quite real, wouldn't you say? Heehee." She taunted him mercilessly, seizing the moment to shift her legs and position herself in a reverse cowgirl stance.

This vantage point offered Jeffery an unobstructed view of her nether lips, wet and slick as they enveloped Oliver's thick member. She ensured he could fully appreciate the spectacle of her juices leaking forth.

"Well, since you seem to enjoy this so much, then keep watching! You are my husband, Jeffery, so be a good husband and watch as your wife is taken by this man!" Lauren bellowed, her hips undulating atop Oliver's lap, rhythmically meeting the powerful, deep thrusts that penetrated her core. "You can even pleasure yourself if you wish!"

Upon hearing her words, Jeffery was consumed by humiliation and shame, yet he found himself unable to disobey her command. Removing his pants, he began to stroke his stiffening cock, drawn in by the explicit scene unfolding before him.

Oliver let out a chuckle, thoroughly entertained by the entire spectacle. He felt akin to a villain from a dark tale, having successfully seduced Lauren away from her husband, reducing the man to a quivering, pathetic figure.

While Lauren herself wasn't his ultimate romantic prize, he found her body undeniably sexy and her performance during intercourse exhilarating. Furthermore, he relished the feeling of dominance over a strong woman, one capable of making other men utterly crumble. It was as if he had become a triumphant conqueror, having subdued a formidable warrior and now possessing absolute power over her.

Thus, basking in the pride of his conquest, Oliver grasped Lauren's hips once more, bucking his waist with intensified force. He hammered his rigid length into her slick channel repeatedly, showing no mercy. His resolve was firm: to thoroughly deflower Lauren and demonstrate his virility to both her and her despairing husband.

He couldn't quite articulate the reason, but at that precise moment, nothing else mattered. All rational thought and logical reasoning had evaporated, replaced by raw, primal urges to dominate and procreate.

"Ahhh, hahhh! Aaahhhh!! Aaaaaaaahhhh!!" Lauren shrieked at the apex of her lungs as the relentless, forceful thrusts pummeled her deepest core, driving her into a frenzy of ecstatic pleasure.

Her surroundings ceased to exist; she cared not if the entire precinct could hear her uninhibited cries of ecstasy. Lost in a vortex of bliss, she moaned and groaned uncontrollably, her body expertly synchronized with the powerful thrusts that thrashed within her.

Not even the presence of her husband could shatter the intense sexual trance that had completely enveloped her senses. She allowed him to witness this raw, unbridled side of her, a facet he had never managed to evoke.

This was due to Oliver's incredible ability to make her feel overwhelmingly good. There was no question about it. Even when compared to all the other men she had been with, he stood leagues above them.

"Oliver! Ooohhh, Oliverrr! I'm absolutely reveling in this. I adore your massive cock! More! Fuck me harder! Increase your pace! Destroy my pussy! Ruin this tight little hole! Make me reach my climax!!! Aaaahhhhhhhhh!!"

Hearing Lauren cry out his name with such fervor sent Oliver into a heady intoxication of lust.

Witnessing her usually commanding features contorted in sheer sexual ecstasy, her hair wildly disheveled from their vigorous movements, and her ample breasts bouncing aggressively upon his cock was simply too much for poor Jeffery to bear.

The scene before him was akin to a raw, explicit adult film, far too intense and overwhelmingly passionate for a man of his simple disposition. Overwhelmed by arousal, he could no longer restrain himself, resulting in a premature climax in his hand.

His entire body convulsed from the sheer force of the orgasm, his erect member expelling thick, white semen as he let out a piteous whimper, tears coursing down his face.

"Lauren... you are so incredibly beautiful." Jeffery managed to murmur in a voice utterly drained, slumping back onto the chair, depleted by the intense climax.

This display of pathetic weakness, which struck Lauren and Oliver as hilariously amusing, nearly caused the woman to burst into laughter. However, Oliver refused to grant her any respite.

He intensified his thrusting significantly, leaning closer, his voice now imbued with an commanding tone. "Enough of that! Now, you focus solely on me!"

"Aaaahhhh! Aaaahhh!! Oh yes!!! Yes!! Yes!! Yes!!!" Lauren squeezed her eyes shut, tilting her head back to rest upon his shoulder as her pussy began to contract uncontrollably around his invading length.

Oliver's hands moved upward, cupping the generous mounds of Lauren's breasts, kneading them with considerable force. This elicited another cry of delight from her as a fresh wave of intense pleasure washed over her.

He then descended, biting down on her neck, leaving behind a distinct love bite that would serve as a lasting mark, proclaiming her his possession for days to come.

A surge of intense pleasure sent Lauren spiraling over the edge, her climax exploding within her core. A wave of warmth washed over her entire being, causing her to tremble uncontrollably. Her body went slack, her mouth falling open as a piercing cry escaped her lips.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!"

Simultaneously, Oliver felt himself carried along by her powerful release. A torrent of hot fluid surged from his arousal, finding its home deep within Lauren.

Thick ropes of warm, sticky seed were deposited into the innermost depths of her being, filling her completely with his potent essence.

They rode the waves of their shared ecstasies, bodies slick with sweat, before the intensity slowly subsided, their movements finally coming to a standstill.

Lauren drew ragged breaths, her composure returning as she opened her eyes. She gazed back at the man who had brought her such profound pleasure.

"Thank you... you were incredible, Mr. Oliver."

"You're most welcome," Oliver replied with a warm smile, sealing his gratitude with a gentle kiss. "We should definitely do this again."

"Of course, I'll be counting on you," Lauren readily agreed, disentangling herself from his embrace. Her bare feet met the soft carpet as she stood and tidied her attire and hair, aiming for a semblance of order.

After all, a considerable amount of work still awaited her, so maintaining a respectable appearance was necessary. Then, a wicked grin spread across her face as she turned her attention to Jeffery.

"Are you satisfied now, my dear husband?"