Staring at David von Horn as he stalked through the lab. Hearing him as for my office, my office, the office of Iona Yu just made me a little wet inside. “Oh crap, here he cums.” Would normally be the best words to cross my mind. Butt having to tear my eyes off of him and…
“Yes, if you would just lay the evidence down till…” as I peered into my microscope with nothing in the tray. Perhaps a fatal error on my part. I jumped when the heat from his hand touched my butt! Jumped straight up and right onto his lips…
Knowing that this woman was actively tracking my movements. Listening through her glass cage walls at my question made this a little awkward. Especially once my hand slipped from her back down to her ass. “Iona” popped out of my mouth while a dark haired tech was on the literal end of my lips. Not sure what to do in this circumstance because for one this was never covered at the academy! And for two Iona Yu had caught more than my eye which I am assuming she could feel that right now.
Without any training in this matter I did what came naturally. A kiss, pure and dirty all mashed up into one deep throat experience. And yes my hand was still not only resting on butt I actually had a grip on her ass! Her entire ass, with one hand. Her left and right cheek. Even in-between as my middle finger pressed she became more passionate, more needy than I ever thought was possible!
Braking his kiss, please tell me No! Feeling my cheeks brining up! Not those cheeks, the cheeks on my face butt you know one finger could not hurt… Even with my breathing becuming so heavy that I wished that I was in position. A sudden shiver coursed over my bod and I had to…
“Did.. did you bring me anything” now if a techs face could get any redder as I sank back down on my stool. Trying to hide my face while taking one more stab at the question of the hour. “How did the interporns go? Did you bring anything away from that?” Thank the maker of the orgasm for the end of my rambling questions as I kept reminding myself to look up into his face and not down at his cock.
“Yes, my interporn was” taking a pause and a count of how many times my cock had been banged this morning. “Successful to say the least. I will tell you I do not know how this body of mine was able to ejaculate so many times just to walk in here and feel it get hard again.” Then I realized she was no man and the way her hand dropped. “What? What are you doing right this minute?” Stumbling over the words to my question.
Feeling my cheeks getting redder still. “I am masturbating.” Saying this with the slightest hint of desperation tinged on my voice. Butt that was before my finger found my sensitive spot. The spot that made my body tremble with lust for the man who stood in front of me.
“You cannot tell me that you do not do this back home? I mean it is a form of stress relief and a way to fantasize, not to mention the productivity of a health sex life will improve not only your social calendar butt your work life as.. as…” Sealing my lips as the first orgasm hit me with a vengeance. Forcing my legs to open up a little farther than what I wanted. Pealing back my smock and skirt and showing how fucking wet I am. As three fingers now dipped into myself. My three, my way of getting off at work! Not his or… “Ooo OooOoooOoooo fuck!” Feeling a wider load than just my three fingers. Trying to see what was being used to, tOoo…
One more moan, just one more and, and… “Ooooh yes yesss!” When my hips flexed, when my three lifted, when that foreign object was still pounding on my pussy, stretching it out with ease. “Fuck fuckkk Oh fuckkkkkkkkk” trembled from my lips in a barely audible whisper I knew I needed my work case with my twin dildos or a cock to make my dreams cum so hard and true!
My middle finger, the one that would be about one and a half the size of hers had implanted itself in her wet pussy. “Iona Y..u just…” Oh my fuck! Watching in slow motion as she slid off her stool.
First sucking my finger like some naughty toy. Deep throating it clear to my hand! I could feel her tongue as it cleaned every centimeter of her cum from its surface. Not to brag butt this is the hottest I have ever seen a lab becum in my entire life. And she only had one finger of mine.
Throwing back my head as Iona Yu spit out my finger like a piece of used gum. Descending down even further till the whole reason why my head was back became apparent.
The warmth of her lips cut through the crisp air that flowed through this lab. Even as Iona parted each of those unpainted lips blowing a tender breath of heat along my cock. Fighting against my every last nerve. Trying to fight off my desire to ram my cock so far down her talking pussy! This is becuming tOoo… My final thoughts before I grabbed Iona Yu by the head. Watching as my fingers became flooded with her black flowing hair as they interlaced themselves into a solid holding position.
“I want you to suck the shit out of my cock” somehow rambled from my pie hole. “Fuck, I want you to swallow every… Ooooh fuckkk!!!” Hearing myself shouting in my head butt refraining from it becuming an actual vocal event had gotten me so worked up.
Swallowing his cock. Giving him everything from the perfect suction to the ultimate tongue massage. Butt still holding back my final mastery. The feel of my pussy. The way it was so wet. The way it responded from my current partner, though a fleeting one. The way it now craved four, four fingers just to, too.. “Mmm Mmmm Mmmmmmmmm” this was it my final hidden adventure. The one that I liked to do in private and he brought it out of me right here in front of… “Ooh” half pain, half pleasure because David had me by the hair! Ripping that cock from my mouth! Causing my tongue to reach for it! My mouth to moan for it! I wanted him back in, in… “Ooooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh yesssssssss OooohOooohOooohOoooh fuckkkkkkkkk Mmmm” I growled and moaned together!
Sinking my fat cock into that Oriental tight ass pussy! Feeling the way it relented to every stretch. The way it’s insides contoured to the shape of my cock. Who said that stool sex is an out thing. Draping her left leg over my right arm. Doing the same for her right leg. Folding my hands behind her neck so Iona could get the perfect view as my cock powered its way into her wet pussy. “Do you like what you see” I growled into her ear. Bring the tip of my cock right to the point of exiting her tight little cunt. Not giving Iona the chance to respond at least not with words. The sudden forward momentum, the trembling I felt run through her body. “Yeah, yeah” give her that extra enthusiasm as I bared the urge to spew!
Oh my goodness! I have been fucked on this stool before. Butt not like this. Not like with him holding my head so I can watch his flag pole get buried in my folds! So I can orgasm over my own pussy and fucking enjoy it! No, this is not anal butt full vaginal beat me down sex that has gone beyond the traditional ways of Amera fucking!
I could feel every inch of his cock. As it is being pulled out and being plunged in! From the sensation to the full pussy clenching spasms of one more orgasm! Here it cums again! “OooOoooOoooo OooohOooohOooohOoooh yesssssssss fuck Mmm pussssssy! Oh OooOoooOooo OooohOooohOooohOoooh!” Even from this point I could sense the fact that he needed to pop. He needed to seed my pun tang with his cum! “David” I started. “David, please” taking a break to let the next cock strangling orgasm go! “Ooooh David, please… Ooooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh! Cum! Yesss!!” Trying to control my hips while I am having multiple orgasms in a row!
Blinking back my hair as I tasted him on my lips. Slowly opening my eyes. Seeing him closer than ever before and wondering why he was not backing away. With the swish of my tongue. The taste of his tongue against mine made my heart flutter. The taste of his spit as it mixed with mine until I realized that we, David von Horn and myself, Iona Yu were kissing! Still the answer why he was not backing off still had not registered. Moving my hand or trying to. Finding the way it was clutching his short hair made me wet all over again.
Pulling myself off of his face was the most stressful thing of this job I have had to deal with in years. “Sorry” sorry? For what? For getting him to explode so deep in me that I toyed with the idea of becuming pregnant? Of reaching into his soul and him into mine to pluck that demon out for more than just for show. No, I am not sorry. Not sorry one damn fucking but! As a matter of fact, “What time do you get off?”
“If you had not noticed from the time I pumped your tight little box full of jizz, that would be the time” smiling back at Iona Yu. Being so close though I bet she could not see. “Why not work on these hairs that I had to literally hump though just to get them to you” I cannot believe it… Am I falling for this girl?
“Yes, yes please forgive my horniness… forgetfulness, I meant” though through the confusion I do not think he heard the last part. And there I stare with Naomi Relick hair on the right and a blank screen on the left.
Slumping over out of embarrassment, I reached for the sample and slid it into place. “She is clear” I said moving on to the next one. Finally down to Mila’s. The count so far, four people are clear, zero people are suspects. This only took a second to compare hair samples and just like the others, “Mila is cleared as well. I guess what we need is someone who has hair like this” holding the first evidence bag with one, now partially cut piece of hair.
“Do you mind” I asked Iona butt picked up the bag before she could object. Holding it up to the light. “What color do you see?” The question falling from my lips like some rookie from a long gone precinct.
“Duh, I see a long black hair. Oriental by its DNA. I even plucked one of mine to compare it against. No, I am not the art thief that you just fucked, thought I would not mind another round of personal questioning” I said straight to Detective Von Horn. Quickly grabbing ahold of my own sample and sliding it under the microscope. “I will be damned” I muttered, watching my office doors swing shut with just the hint of the detective.
“Moana Lisa” closing my eyes to try to remember where she lived. “Cum on now think” butt no matter how hard I tried my mind was just drawing a blank. “Okay” stepping hard on the starter for my Harley. The rumble from that powerful V6, the tremors that coursed thought my body. “I do remember where that biker’s bar is thou. I think I will head over there and see if anything sparks my memory.”
Checking the address one last time. “What in the fuck happened to this bar” almost gagging at the bright colors that flooded the facade. Still feeling the need to stop at this hippie bar, “What the fuck man” not talking to anyone in particular. “Let’s see what the inside looks like” as I rolled my Harley back before dropping the kickstand. As I dismounted my eyes checked to see how many bouncers there were. “Just the one” I smiled as I hopped the short velvet rope that separated the line from any body on the street.
I approached the entrance until a beefy hand was put on my chest.
“Hold up there bud. Where do you think you are going?” I snapped at this degenerate. Looking over his dress, if you want to call it that. A dusty black leather jacket, brown assless chaps and a worn pair of blue jeans in the traditional Amera cut. This.. scum thinks that he is going to get in the club. My club, the one that I am…
Reeling back from the sudden blow to my face, to my nose! “Just what in the fuck!” My temper overriding any of my nicer speech patterns. “ti picchierò! Piccola merda!” Blinking back my vision. Trying to see before I beat this little cazzo into the ground! I cannot believe that he sucker punched me! Me! A three hundred pound brick shithouse, named Bruno Kazar! I am going to rip this little cazzo in two!
Knowing that and silver that I shone would definitely have identified me as a cop. So the next best thing… Pulling back my right hand, not even noticing the red liquid dripping from my knuckles. Watching my left hand as it struck this over weight bouncer on his right cheek. Seeing the ripple of skin as his head started to rotate to the right. “You will never touch me again you fat fuck!” Sending my right fist to emphasize my point!
The splash of blood. From my hand as it impacted with his face. Watching as the reverse happened. His head started to snap to the left absorbing my blow. In truth I do not know how long this mindless assault went on. It could have been two or three punches or I could have been whaling at him for twenty minutes butt in the end as I righted myself. Staring down at this Italian fuck, “You will never put your hand on me again” I seized, for the next sound I heard was metal scraping against metal.
“Barkeep” I hollered as soon as I cleared the door. Butt the dead silence that greeted my ears. Seeing an old bitch behind the bar. One whose looks could only have been Slayer’s bitch from five years ago. “Let me have” holding my fingers up. Knowing that there was this other presence looming from behind the stage. I know a stage in a bar, just what in the Hell kind of shit is this. Butt the barkeep read my fingers, hoisting two beers complete with enough head to please any bitch. Kicking out the stool, using my booted foot to position it just in the right place.
“So Slayer” I growled. “I can see that you’ve kept the same bitch” nodding my head to Kris, the bar tender. “Just what in the hell happened to this place?” I asked as I pivoted around on the stool.
“It’s been what? Five years since you were taken. Five fucking years and your dress has not changed” I laughed. “David, or did you get another title?” This biker bud of mine, being picked up never to be heard from again until now.
“In prison back home will do things to men” I spat. “What ever happened to Moana?” If she had not told anyone that she picked me up then…
“Moana, Moana wasn’t that your bitch back then? Well never mind, once you were dragged off she disappeared never to be seen again” I told David. “And I” yes, I married the barkeep. “I, Ah, married this bitch right here” slapping Kris’s ass which always turned her on. “And this ” spreading my arms out. “This is now mine” I exclaimed, “along with the Eagles cuz right after you were hailed off the cops did a raid on this place and well it was a blood bath. And now the Eagles are three strong” tipping the beer up in a salute as I swallowed every last drop of the sweet liquid.
Looking into Kris’s eyes. Grab her by the hair! Pressing that sweet face to mine. “You still like the taste of my piss” I asked a rhetorical question, jerking her between David and myself. Pulling her down, “Open wide bitch!” This time, just like all the times before my thrust of my hard cock was buried in her throat before she could answer. “Oh! Ooh! My fuck! Cum on David pump her tail. Fuck that ass of hers!” My hand left a red paw mark on her bubble butt. “This bitch likes to be, bee Oh fuck woman!”
Sucking off my husband was always the highlight of my life. To taste his urine, yes I know for most of you that is disgusting butt hey we all have our kinks. And mine is the taste of his warm pee as it washes down my… “Mmmm Mmmmmmmmm!” Damn, I cannot help it! My orgasm, my other kink is… The shutter that ran up my spine! To feel David’s cock in my pussy! As my muscles spasmed around his cock! I am in heaven, totally and completely.
Not wanting to tip my hand that I am a cop I played along. Sinking my cock so deep in Kris dripping cunt! Why in the fuck Slayer does not try this is beyond me. That phat pussy can only be classified as a true piece of art. From the sensation of its grip. To the way it clings to my cock and I have not even taken a stroke yet!
Giving Kris a double spanking. Leaving both of her ass cheeks red, being for more with that little blush that my hands left! Pushing her forward till my cock demanded to be shoved back in. Grabbing ahold of her hips. Locking my hands around each of her sides. My cock wanted to spasm by just a minor movement! Butt this was too soon, way too soon for my cum to be unleashed in that hot little body.
One look at Slayer and he obliged my request. Taking ahold of her brunette hair. Twisting and turning it around till I had a true hold on it! Yanking her head back as my thrusts sped up. Slayer, now teasing his wife with his cock. For ever impact that I made her mouth jutted forward for Slayer’s cock to get sucked.
“Put your hands behind your back” I insisted. Grabbing them and not letting go of her hair either! Feeling the struggle cuming from underneath. Tightening up my grip. My grip on her arms and her hair, pulling back further as my cock filled her fucking cunt! “I want you to scream! Scream” releasing my grip on her arms for just a second. The power of my swat descended down on her left ass cheek. Cuming back after leaving her skin reddened and raised. “Do you like that? Do you” I growled shoving my cock harder and harder inside that soaked cunt! “Grab your elbows” I demanded from the shared fuck toy. Just as soon as Kris grabs her elbows my cock rammed so deep inside her foaming cunt! So deep inside. “Yes” I hollered! “I want you to suck…” My fuck! If this was not happening right now to me I would have sworn that this was a joke. A full fledged fucking joke!
My relief! My fucking full blown relief was at hand. Kris’s mouth was down there just waiting for… My shutter, my tremor as my cock swelled the feeling of her mouth around my cock. Taking it all in! From my balls to my head Kris swallowed every drop of my manhood without skipping a beat!
“Fuck man, how could you even deni that, that mouth of her’s?” I stumbled back to a stool. My body is still shaking terribly at the thought of Kris’s wicked mouth. “Fuck, fuck” I exclaimed now trying to get my bearings back. Blinking a few times as the room stopped spinning.
“Now about why you are here. I can see the prison life has not dulled the viciousness of your hard head or your fists. Bruno has been carried off to the ER.” It took a few moments to study David’s face. A few moments and one more mug of the fine ale that Kris serves. “This is about that Moana. Ah, Moana Lisa” closing my eyes in thought. “Sorry, David if I knew I would tell you, old friend. Butt this mind is drawing a blank” tipping up my fourth mug as my body shifted back to Kris. “You little vixen come here and open wide” handling my own dick with the look of surprise on my face. Angling it towards Kris’s mouth. “Cum here for a drink” grabbing ahold of the back of her neck. Pulling the pretty mouth towards my cock. “Yea, yeah.. Oh fuck yeah” it only took her warm lips to suck on the head of my cock. Draining my cock into her mouth. Filling up that hole with piss and cum pretty much together. “Damn, Kris, I fucking love you” as my body took a seat at the bar.
“Back” the rumble from my bike rang true. “To the drawing board… Drawing, drawing… Yes! Chinatown or an abandoned Chinatown! Damn, I knew that cuming back here had some memory.” My back tire left a rubber trail as I peeled out of this newly paved parking lot.
Passing through Climax, smiling as I remembered the story about why this town was called Climax. “Out of one frying pan and into another ” I said shelving my helmet on the handlebars. “Going from the Eagles to the law when I am just looking for” shivering at the thought of Moana Lisa’s sexy cunt. “That girl had it all” pulling the door open at the planning and building office.
My jaw almost hit the ground when I saw this half of a skirt. A miniskirt that was made for porn was tattooed on the only person in this office. “I, Ah…” trying to speak. Trying and miserably failing. “I, Ah… Wow!” Taking much needed breath that this doll stole from me. “I , I… Need information on a” watching her bend over with the little pink and black gingham skirt. Exposing her shapely ass and… falling back literally because of the way her pinkness was framed. My cock was instantly hard! “Excuse me butt I just could not butt helping notice that your skirt is a little…” Yes, this is me babbling! Her cute face noticed me. She grabbed her hips and pulled them apart even more of that bald wet cunt.
“Can you help me” I said to this hunk standing on the opposite side of the countertop. “My pussy is just burning up and you look like a real wrecking ball” allowing my blonde locks to fall over my face. “Oh, I suppose I should ask what department you are looking for” spreading my hips a little further apart to reveal my sapphire butt plug.
“I am looking for you… I mean the planning and hottie department” not realizing till after, what I said.
“The planning and building department is right, my name is Rebecca and I am the dominant one in this office” closing her arms together, creating the perfect cleavage shot. “What is it that you can help me with?” From the way my body dipped to his I could tell that this biker would be an easy score. There was some sort of a look to him that said to take him before answering any more of his questions and by the look of his cock, yummy… “What can I.. Ah, help you with?” Just from the sight of his cock makes me want to tug on my plug. To get me juicy. To get my juices flowing with a smooth cum like sensation that I swear is cum.
Even as I wait what seems like forever. The sound of the city clock as it clicks on every second, my hand starting to twitch. The need to send this boy on his way or find out what sort of a man he is. Shifting my legs, allowing the thigh gap to show more prominent.
Clearing my throat to break the uncomfortable silence that encroached in this room. “Is there something” once again leaning forward with my tits between my arms, “that I can help you with?” I certainly could or would not say what his facial expression was because my eyes were locked on his cock. Following it like a viper that is getting ready to strike. It actually surprised me to feel his hand stroking my blonde hair!
Looking for an excuse. The way my entire world just seemed to end with a slight jump. “I.. ugh” I could feel him growing or me shrinking. “Please, tug on my plug” as if that would make the difference. Especially when I looked up at him. With my mouth watering, the length of his dick stretched from my chin to right between my eyes. Not knowing what else to say, I could feel my skirt as it rolled up on me like a belt. My wet fucking mess was dripping and all I could do is tug on my plug!
The feel of it as my asshole swelled. Not wanting to let go of this precious moment! “Would you mind” I managed to sneak out while my nose sniffed his balls. By the time I released my plug my asshole clenched, slamming it back against my skin. My mouth was a gape as his head was right there ! I could not, no there was nothing I could do butt close my mouth!
The feel of his cock. This monster doobie of pure unadulterated cock just felt right in my mouth. The same as my butt plug that I was pulling against once again. Feeling my pussy bubble over the thought of him sliding his blunt so deep inside my hole. It was then that something caught the back of my throat. Something so big that it could not have been just a tickle. No, something much, much bigger. Dragging my lips back. Letting them feel every ridge and facade of his cock! I just had to, yes… Clearing my throat while that fat bulbous head stared back at me with its one eye. Daring me to engross myself on its length one more time. I could actually see where my spit that shrouded his cock had gotten thicker. It was almost like I could tell the difference between my mouth and my throat, even the different levels that I choked on his cock at! Tongue extended as I inhaled that meaty appendage one more time!
The quake that just happened. As I felt my cock go beyond the back of Rebecca’s throat. To the point of lust and desperation. I needed her to swallow my cock again! Holding her head in one hand. Having her throat in the other. Pressing on the back of her head as I felt each inch of my cock being swallowed by her beautiful wet hole.
Squaring up my hips even with her shoulders. Clutching her head and throat in my hands. Without a word my cock was snaking down her mouth! Feeling the back of her throat, the way a slight wave of Rebecca’s throat pressed my cock down its wind pipe. Rolling my head back as I could feel my cock sliding down her throat! “Oh my fuck” passed between my lips so soft that I highly doubt that she heard it.
Even as her lips touched the skin around my cock. Touched the heaven point in my life. My next words still echo in her small office. “Hold.. hold… …. Yes, swallow!” That sensation that ran through my body. The trill of Rebecca swallowing with my cock shoved so far down her throat! “Yes Yesss.. Oh fuck yesssssssss” erupted from my mouth and I could feel that my cock had swelled to meet my ever groaning experience. I could feel her thick spit cuming from her insides coating my cock as she pushed to reject the thing that brought her to the getting off point.
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