It was the night before her wedding and our girl Lauren was fucking her soon-to-be new husband in the ass, and Bruce was loving every minute of it.
"Oh God woman give it to me! Yes! Fuck me! Stretch my ass out!" he shouted as she pounded him.
The past few months had been a whirlwind of events for her.
Let's see here: she got engaged to Gotham City's most eligible bachelor Bruce Wayne, got the top broadcast journalist job she'd been after, and found out the man she was set to be married to is one of the most infamous crime fighters ever. That's pretty much everything in a nutshell.
In the months leading up to their nuptials, Bruce had spoiled her beyond rotten. Not that she minded mind you.
She sold her penthouse and moved into the enormous Wayne Manor with her beau. Upon moving in that's when he showered her with gifts.
They turned four of the 28 bedrooms into a closet for her things. She received her own collection of exotic cars, high-end designer shoes, accessories, and clothing, vacations all over the world, and all the toys, gadgets, and DVDs that a sexual deviant could ever want. Let us not forget that she was given a bank account that could cause Fort Knox to overflow. It was all too good to be true.
Did I mention that sex with this man was off the chain? No? Well the sex was always hot and heavy. Bruce loved to make her moan and scream. He loved using her toys against her, not that she had a problem with all that. If anything he loved it when she used them on him even more than he loved using them on her.
It wasn't always like that mind you. It started out as a curiosity to him, then it grew into a secret fantasy of his that he wanted to have come true. One that she had unleashed a few months prior to the night before they had gotten married.
As a matter of fact she had woke up and caught him using her favorite 10" dildo in his ass one night.
Let me take you back to when she discovered his secret fantasy......
So, there she was one afternoon, sitting on the terrace trying to figure out seating arrangements for both the wedding and the reception.
"OK so, Mr. And Mrs. Benson will be there. While Mrs Graham and her son Paul are here. But wait, if I Mrs Graham and her son there, where am I gonna put Mr. Wilson and his wife? And let's not forget Mr. Johan and company and Ms. Erickson who just happens to be bringing the kids from the orphanage on the west side of Gotham. And wait! I'm doing all this for his guests, what in the hell am I gonna do with my guests?!" she asked herself
"Ugh! I hate doing this! I told that man I needed a wedding planner! But no he says that I can do this with my eyes closed! And I listened to him!" she fussed.
That's when Alfred walked up with a mocha.
"Troubles madam?" he asked
"Yes my dear sweet darling Alfred. I'm stumped on these damn seating arrangements. Bah! Why does your Master Bruce have to be so frickin' popular and this place so frickin' huge?" she replied with an accompanying sigh.
"Well madam if I knew that answer to that I'd happily share with you. But alas I do not." he answered with a heart warming smile.
"You're a great man Alfred. No wonder you're the best man." she said to him.
He smiled and went back to his usual dusting and polishing up the furniture. She sat there dumbfounded. What was she gonna do?
"Ugh! Ya know what? I'll finish this later. Right now I need to take a bath to calm my nerves." she thought to herself as she finished her mocha.
So off she went to their bedroom. She loved being in this room. It was her favorite place in the whole mansion, besides her closet of course. When she got there she saw her at the time future husband sitting out on their balcony reading the newspaper.
"So, how goes the wedding planning dear?" he asked being a smart ass.
She just glared at him.
"Fuck you Bruce!" she sneered.
He raised an eyebrow, put his newspaper down, stood up and replied "Hmmm you should. It'll make you feel better baby."
He pulled her close and planted her with a knee weakening kiss.
"Mmmmm! Jesus Christ! I love your lips babe. They make me hard as stone.", he said as he ripped her clothes off.
Ooh Lawd! She loved this man to pieces! He made her feel like such a slut. Once she was naked he dropped his pants, pushed her up against the balcony railing, wrapped her legs his waist and took her right then and there. She hung on to him and railing as he pounded her, the sound their bodies made as they fucked drove them both crazy.
"Fuck me Bruce! I need you right now! Make me cum! Yes! Make me feel slutty! I wanna feel slutty! More please! Give it to me!" she begged as he banged her harder.
"That's my girl! Keep begging me to fuck you! I love hearing you beg! So you want me to make you feel slutty huh? Mmmmm! You're so nasty woman!" he replied before turning around, bending her over the railing and fucking her in the ass.
"Ooh God yes! Take it in your ass baby! You're so fuckin' sexy! I love fucking you in your ass!" he told her as fucked her.
He was doing her oh so right and she was loving it. She felt herself reaching her peak.
"Oh Jesus! I'm gonna cum baby! Oh shit its coming! I feel it! Its coming--It", was all she said before her orgasm hit and she screamed.
He felt her juices running down her legs and his as well. That was it for him.
"Oh fuck woman! Yeah! Cum for me! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! I'm gonna cum! Its gonna be all in your pretty ass! Ohhh! Fuuuucccckkkk!", he shouted as released his cum into her ass. He pulled out of her ass completely spent holding her close.
"See? I told you that you'd feel better after you fucked me." he said breathlessly while wiping sweat off his brow and kissing her forehead.
She couldn't respond, she could only just stand there shaking while being supported by the railing and his arms as the orgasm aftershock ripped straight through her. He picked her up and carried her over to the lounge chair where he was sitting beforehand and sat down with her still in his arms.
"Dear Sweet Mother Mary of God! I love this man!" she thought to herself as she laid there in his arms. She eventually regained her composure thanks to him fondling her breasts while he sucked on her neck.
"Mmm! Mmmm! Mmmmm! You Mr. Bruce Joseph Wayne are one very sexy man!" she said to him with a devilish smile before getting up to go back inside their bedroom.
"And you Ms. Lauren Savanna Jenkins are the sexiest woman I've ever laid my eyes on!" he replied to her with a wink as he zipped his pants back up. He watched her walk back into their bedroom and was instantly hard again.
"Dammit woman! Why do you always have to turn me on?!" he said to himself as he went back to reading his newspaper. She on the other hand went into the bathroom and ran herself the hot bubble bath she originally planned on running. He soon couldn't stand it anymore, he wanted to have his dick stuffed inside her again.
He went into their bedroom and was soon hit by her sexy moans coming from the bathroom.
"She's in there fucking herself! Without me in there to watch!" he said aloud. So he himself marched in there and was stopped dead in his tracks.
There she was, eyes closed, bititng on her bottom lip and moaning like crazy thanks to the dildo he had molded from his dick being shoved in and out her pussy.
"Yes Bruce! Fuck me! Fill my pussy up! Make me scream!" she moaned. At some point he'd dropped his pants and was jacking off watching her.
