Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Lyrics of Lust ❯ Part two *of two* ( Chapter 2 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: MIztikal_Dragon 
Miscellaneous: Original Stories Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Psychological / Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 03.01.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 4.8K | Visits: 977 | Status: Completed
Miscellaneous: Original Stories Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Psychological / Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 03.01.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 4.8K | Visits: 977 | Status: Completed
This story contains, SEXUAL CONTENT up the wazooo, bondage, anal, oral, stalkerness, Non-consensual sex, and other stuff that I have failed to mention... YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.
This story is the property of me, and me only (Miztikal-Dragon) if you steal MY story I will hunt you down, gut you like a fish and serve you to your family for a Sunday breakfast. (if I wouldn't get charged for manslaughter and your family's cannibalism-ness) I'm really tired so don't make me mad!
Lyrics of Lust
By Miztikal-Dragon
Part Two
A satisfactory grin pursed his lips as he gently placed her into the back of his car, he was running a little behind schedule but he wasn’t worried. It wasn’t like he had somewhere to be, his shift wasn’t over till five-thirty, he still had time. Closing the door as quietly as he could, he then hurried to the driver’s side and climbed into his car and drove off. It wouldn’t be a long drive to his secret place, but the two of them had a long way to go.
A warehouse, he had taken her to a warehouse near the docks and the only thing that could be seen were the two silhouette’s of his head lights as he drove closer. It was the perfect place for his ‘appointment’ with this angel, and there would be no end time. Glancing up at the rearview mirror, he gazed hungrily at her, the pale skin glowing white and the onyx hair flowing as if it all were nothing but a wet dream.
He wanted to pull over to the side of the road and take her right there, but he couldn’t it wasn’t safe yet. Minutes ticked down like hours, and it was grating on his nerves, it was taking too long. He wanted her now. Pulling his car into the port, he smiled, it wouldn’t be long now. It was almost time and he would have what he wanted, he would have her the way that god had always intended.
Transportation to the blocked off warehouse was easier said then down but he managed and as he laid his angel on the cold ground he smiled. She was his now, all his and nobody would be able to take her away, not a damn soul. Locking the entrance, he flicked on the light and glanced around, there wasn’t much there to work with but people often said that improvising was the greatest pleasure. Discarding his jacket and rolling up the sleeves to his shirt, he ran his fingers through his hair and picked up his angel. There was a discarded and old mattress not too far away and when everything was secure, the fun would be allowed to begin.
The distant clicking of his shoes against the ground was dreamlike as he laid her down on the mattress and fumbled around for the materials he had brought with him. His breathing was beginning to grow heavy as he stared down at her pale features, she was beautiful, no gorgeous, but up close wasn’t what he had expected. She was more remarkable then in his dreams. The ripping noise of the duct tape was like a teasing melody as he took her limp wrists into his grasp and bound them together, he didn’t need her trying to break free, not yet at least.
There was no doubt that he always believe that a little struggle was worth it, but he wasn’t going to count his hens before they hatched, not this time. He had made mistakes before and he wasn’t as willing to repeat them, cautions were made and he would follow the guidelines. There was no need to lose control when the game had just begun. Securing her hands to the mattress, he licked his parched lips, he could feel his aching need pulsing already. He needed her, and he wanted her oh so badly.
Scooting onto the mattress, he gently ran his hands down her body, learning and memorizing every last inch of her skin as if he was blind. The muscles in her thighs twitched at his touch and his breath hitched as he parted them, he wanted to taste her. Biting down on his lip to the point of drawing blood, he focused his attention at the task at hand and unbuckled the shoes from her ankles. He planned on going slow, worshiping every last piece of her and driving her crazy with need to the point that she would be screaming and pleading for release. He was going to show her that she could find pleasure in the most unlikely of ways, he would show her so much that she would never want anyone else but him to take her.
The second shoe followed the first and he frowned at the sight of pantyhose, his angel was teasing him, torture by wearing so much but not so much at the same time. Taking out the small pocket knife from his trousers, he cut part of the offending material and tore it from her legs. The ripping sound of the clothing did wonders and he felt his cock twitch, it was beginning to be inside her, beginning to feel her tightness surround him as he fucked her ruthlessly like a wanton slut. The image conjured in his mind made him moan and tossing the pantyhose over his shoulder, he let himself feel the silky smoothness of her legs.
His hands roamed up her body, followed by his mouth, his tongue darting out of parted lips and raising gooseflesh in their wake. She was his rare delicacy, a treat that he had waited forever to try, and now the hard work had paid off, he would be getting his precious dessert. With his body between her long legs, he dipped his hands underneath the tight skirt she wore and he could feel his pulse rushing, her skin was so soft. He was teasing himself, making the anticipation greater and the release he would have so much sweeter as cut the skirt from her form.
The sound of tearing cloth, and the sight of creamy flesh exposed to the neon lights gave the illusion that his beauty was an angel, her skin glowing in the soft light. The rest of her clothing was taken care of and put off to the side, he didn’t want to go so fast, not with her, but time was of the essence and we was on the clock. Gazing down at the now exposed supple flesh, he had to wipe the drool from his face, perfect, just absolutely perfect.
Swallowing the moan that rose to his throat, he leaned down over her prone form and let his tongue slid against her abdomen right below her belly button. He wanted to taste her so bad, oh he did, and now he had her all to himself. Teeth nipped at her skin as his hands stroked her thighs and hips, the friction causing the woman underneath him to moan a little in her unconsciousness. He was right, she had wanted him, she had wanted him with an undying passion that she just couldn’t come out and say. But that was okay, he had her now, and he would never let her go.
His head continued downward and he inhaled the intoxicating aroma of her pussy and the eagerness he felt was almost unbearable. Parting her nether lips, he let his tongue dart into the dark cavern and he moaned pushing his face between her folds, losing himself in the ministrations. A loud moan came from the sleeping woman as his tongue was thrust into her core, one of his digits sliding into her and massaging her cunt. It all was music to his ears. He lapped at her, her womanly juices dripping onto his tongue as he sucked her, she was so wet for him. So wet that he could feel the precum oozing from his hard cock and staining his pants. Oh he couldn’t take much more of this, but oh god he just couldn’t stop!
Another finger was inserted into his angel’s went pussy and he heard her gasp of pleasure, his tongue finding a bulging peal and teasing it ruthlessly. He had her where he wanted her as he tortured her, teasing her clit, taking all she had to offer him and then some. Her body stiffened underneath him and his free hand held down her hips as he thrust his tongue and finger deeper into her and then the wave came. Her climax made him moan as he sucked her clean, her juices coating his fingers and his mouth, she was good, real good and it was a taste that he would always crave.
Leaving her cunt, he let his mouth trail back up her body, his tongue slipping out to taste the sweat glistening on her body. She wanted him, he knew she did, and before the night was through she would feel his cock as it pounded in her, stretching her pussy till she begged for him to fuck her harder. Her chest was heaving and her nipped were tight and peaked and as his clothed cock pressed against her aching heat he moaned. He hadn’t wanted anybody as much as he wanted her, she would get the ride of her life.
Capturing one of her taut nipples in his mouth, his tongue swirled around it, eliciting a moan from his angel. She was enjoying him, submitting to him and oh god it only made him even harder for her if possible. He nipped and fed like a babe on her bosom, his other hand teasing the beaded nub and rolling it between his fingers as his hips pressed into her. Switching to the neglected breast a moment later, he devoured it, his cock thrusting needily into her leaking pussy, she wanted him to fuck her, he knew she did and soon enough he would.
Lifting his head, he traced her racing pulse with his mouth, his teeth biting her flesh and when his angel cried out he knew that she had rejoined the living, she would now be able to really feel the pleasure he wanted to give her. His hands touched her, one roaming down her body, the other cupping her throbbing sex, his finger caressing her nether lips. A shudder hit her body and he couldn’t help but smile, she liked his touch, she wanted it, and she would have it.
“My Angel,” he whispered huskily as his tongue lavished her ear drawing it into his mouth. “I want you so bad.. Daddy wants his cock deep inside you, so deep that you’ll scream. You want daddy too don’t you? You want daddy to suck your cunt hard like he did before huh angel?”
His angel whimpered, and he pushed his finger into her sex, pumping it in and out of her until a swallowed moan came from her lips. He knew what she wanted, he knew how little vixens like her liked it, and he wouldn’t refuse her either. Adding another finger, he stretched her, using scissor motions to push deeper inside her before adding a third and fourth. His heart was pounding loudly in his chest along with his angel’s and smiling as he pumped his fingers in and out of her roughly he lifted his eyes to the black bag laying almost forgotten, the fun wasn’t over yet.
“Daddy’s got a little present for you,” his cock twitched as her hips bucked against his hand. “but I needa little favor first angel, just a small favor.”
Pulling away from her, she either cried out in relief or frustration and he barely held back his laughter. His angel was becoming a bitch in heat, she wanted a rock hard cock embedded in her, giving her the ride of her life and never stopping, and he would gladly give it to her, gladly. Sitting up he groaned, he needed release, and he needed it real bad. Unclasping his belt and unbuttoning his pants, he let his clothes fall around his ankles and the chilling cold touch the tip of his oozing cock, it was at full salute and it wanted to play. Kicking off his shoes, he slid his pants and underwear from his body and kneeling, he picked up his naked angel, and walked to where his bag was.
Inside it had many things that was more fun than regular sex could be and he would give his angel a little taste soon enough. The bag laid near an old mahogany desk and leather chair, how he had been able to bring them was beyond him, but his partner would be stopping by for some excitement later. Placing her on the cold floor, he sat down on the chair and spread his legs. His angel’s eyes were wide, but he scooted towards her, his cock brushing against her cheek. They both knew what he wanted and there was no way she could refuse, not unless she wanted punishment, which was something else he was willing to give his angel.
“Come on baby,” he cooed. “Daddy needs you, think of it as a lollypop, and no biting, daddy doesn’t wanna make you bleed.”
Running his fingers through her black tresses, he gripped the back of her head and jerked it until she cried out in pain. He needed release and she would not refuse to give him pleasure. Tears were in her big blue eyes and he put on his best angry face, and tugged on her head yet again until her eyes lowered and her mouth opened. Submission, it made things easier, so much easier for everyone. Taking his cock into one of his hands, he eased it into her hot mouth and the moment her tongue touched his tip, his eyes closed and he let out a loud guttural moan.
Her lips closed around his cock, sliding deeper and deeper into her mouth and he was in pure heaven. His angel’s mouth was better than he imagined and he hissed as she sucked him, he wouldn’t hold out much longer if she continued like she was. His hips rocked slightly and he fought against the urge to buck into her mouth and shoving his cock down her throat, it was almost too tempting. His angel’s tongue swirled around his tip before his shaft disappeared back into her mouth, and he could feel the pressure against his cock. Letting a gasp slip from his mouth, his hands gripped her head as his muscles tensed and as he bucked into her mouth as he came. He wanted her to take all of him, swallow him until not a drop was left and almost gagging she did.
Falling back on his chair, his arm swept up and knocked his angel flat on her stomach, her bound arms stretching her out for his gaze. His body hummed with excitement and he could feel his cock twitch to life once more staring at her perfect backside. Mouth practically watering with lust, he slid from his seat onto his knees and stalked like a lion over to his angel. She was this craving that he had, a taste that he never wanted to end, and right now it didn’t have to. He could hear her muffled sobs as he crouched over her, her body shuddering with gasps of air, her shoulders struggling to hold her body up, she was the epitome of beauty.
“I’m not through with you yet my love,” he hissed and at her cry of surprise he chuckled, like it was over.
Hooking his arms underneath her, his fingers traced down her body as he crawled to her, his twitching cock resting against the crack of her voluptuous ass. His hands cupped her breasts and fondled them as he pulled her to him, spooning her against him as he sat back on his knees. Her arms were placed around his neck, making her back arch slightly and eagerly he locked her ankles between his, parting her thighs with his knees and exposing her cunt to his hungry eyes.
He nibbled on her earlobes as his hands trailed down her body, swirling her navel before touching the curly black pubes of her pussy. He liked the feel of his hand touching her, cupping her wantonly it excited him even more than thought possible. She was his aphrodisiac, once unattainable, and now he was prodding her with his very fingers, defiling her in a way that always dreamed could be possible. Deeply inhaling her scent, he ceased his movements and released his angels hands, placing them in front of her as he bent over her, making her lay face down on the cold cement floor. Chills ran up her body and he kissed the back of her spine, maneuvering her into the right position. He had always had this undeniable lust to do things to her this way, maximum pleasure, he told his buddies one night, maximum pleasure.
Leaving her sides for just a moment, he backtracked to where the black bag laid and pulled something out before returning to her and nibbling on her flesh, her silent protests falling on deaf ears. None too gently spreading her legs, he situated himself between her so she couldn’t pull away easily, he had so much planned for her, so much planned and there wasn’t much time left. Smiling as he opened a small tube of lubricant, he coated his fingers before circling the beaded ring of her anus, he wanted double the fun so it was easy to guess just exactly what he had decided on bringing.
Her cry of pain was loud as he eased his finger into her ass, stretching her even more than he had before, he wanted it all, not just a slice of her lovely pie. He knew that it wasn’t going to be easy for her, but carefully pumping his finger in and out he was able to add a second, making it more possible for a tight fit, but one that would make him feel as though he was deflowering his fist virgin all over again. Continuing to prepare her until he felt like she was finally stretched enough, he withdrew his fingers from her anus and lubed up his cock as well as the now large pulsing phallic.
Whispering words of encouragement to her, he easily slid the vibrator into her cunt, pushing it in as deep as it would go and listening to her half cry of surprise and pleasure as he brushed against her sweet spot. Pulling it slightly out, he jammed the phallic back in his lovely angel at a different angel an he nearly came as she cried out, her muscles tensing and succumbing to her second orgasm of the night. She was so easily taken and he already had the urge to take her into his mouth yet again and taste the honey, the sweet sweet nectar that was hidden from him for so long.
Changing the speed, he smiled, if she wasn’t seeing stars by now, he would make her black out from everything before he was through with her. Her moans filled the empty warehouse and he touched himself yet again, letting his hand stroke his hard cock, pinching his tip as his cum oozed from it. The better he was off, the harder his climax would be. Eagerly, he guided himself to her hole, pushing himself into her with out hesitation. He couldn’t wait and despite her obvious discomfort he slammed into her till the hilt, the top of his balls sac slapping against her cunt and driving the phallic deeper into her core.
Biting on his lower lip, he groaned loudly, she was so tight around him that black dots danced around his vision as her muscles clamped down around his cock. It was the best feeling in the world, but he couldn’t stay still, it was impossible, he just couldn’t wait. Pulling almost all the way out of his angel, he slammed back in and as her cry was ringing in his ears he knew that he had lost all control. His fingers pinched at her nipples, rolling them around his index and thumb, tugging at it. Her back arched and her hips bucked into his cock as much as it could before he steadied it with one hand, he was so close but he couldn’t leave her hanging. Finding her pearl once again, he played with it, stroking it with his finger, swirling around it, even flicking it and her cum coated his digits.
Feeling that she was close yet again, he pulled out of her completely, sliding the phallic from her body and in return easing it none too gently into her ass as he bent down to taste her once again. Rolling her over onto his back, he stared down at the beautiful angel below him, and he knew that he would take her again. One lick turned to two and then to as much possible as he lapped her up like a starving mutt. He wanted to suck her dry as another climax consumed her, but pulling his mouth away he replaced it with his aching cock, thrusting inside her core and hitting her core. Finally giving into his urges, he captured her mouth into a demanding kiss, his tongue parting her lips and forcing her to taste her own juices. This was as good as it could get, but eventually it would be much better, when his angel learned to beg him and then he would have it all.
Impaling himself as deep into her as he could, he dug crescent shaped marks into her ass as her muscles clenched around him and she threw her head back, exposing her pale neck to him like a bitch should. Not being able to hold back any longer he came, filling her cunt with his hot torrent cum, her muscles milking him dry and seemingly sucking the energy from his body till she too fell over the edge and cried out her release. Sweat was everywhere and he collapsed in a heap onto his angel, his head pillowed by her perfect breasts.
Her heart was pounding rapidly in her chest and his breath was coming out in hard heavy pants as well as hers, but he knew that he couldn’t stay long. His shift would be over soon and he needed to get back into town and home. Waiting a few more minutes till he could feel the feeling coming back into his limbs, he pulled his toy from her and switched it off, wiping it clean with a large torn piece of her clothes and putting it back in the bag.
Taking his angel back to the mattress, he laid her on it and cut away the sweaty duct tape, it would no longer hold her and he easily handcuffed her hands to the side, there was no way of escape, though it wasn’t like she would be strong enough to move for a while anyway. Going over to where his clothes lay scattered, he quickly cleaned himself off before pulling on his underwear and pants, tossing on his shoes and tying them. Grabbing his shirt and trench coat, he made sure everything was in place before covering up his angel with a spare blanket he had brought before and without another word he left the warehouse, locking it behind him for safe keeping.
The cold air stung his lungs but helped cool down his body till he reached his car and climbed in. It would be an hour or two drive home but it had been worth it, well worth it. A Cheshire smile pursed his lips as he drove down the road, his windows down letting the chilly air flow through his matted and sticky hair, he would be sure to tell his partner about her and together they would go back soon to bring his angel food and another taste of forbidden fruit. He was still able to taste her on his lips as he turned onto his street and he knew that if he didn’t think of something else and soon he would be supporting yet another hard cock with no cunt to take it away that he would allow touch him, no mouth good enough but his angel’s.
Parking his car in the driver way and shutting off the engine, he looked in his rearview mirror and took any evidence of his angel from his car and tossed it into the recycle bin, the trash man would be coming later and then he wouldn’t have to deal with “what ifs”. Fishing his keys from his pocket, he unlocked his door and crept silently into the dark house, pulling the tie from his neck and closing the door before heading up the stairs. He had a nice house in a nice neighborhood and he was proud of himself for his accomplishments.
Going to his bedroom, he turned on the bathroom light and stripped down to the nude, grabbing a pair of silk boxers from his dresser drawer before turning off the light and climbing into his bed. It was already nice and toasty underneath the blankets and covering himself up to his shoulders, he turned over to his side and draped his arm over the lump next to him and smiling as she turned over and brown eyes met gray.
“How was work Steve?” a tired voice asked through a yawn.
“You know the same old same old,” He replied kissing his wife’s temple and closing his eyes, letting the sleep claim him.
No one would ever know what he did, and if they did, he knew ways of making them disappear. There was no need for forensic evidence because there never was any, he knew the system very well and with no evidence, there was no conviction, which meant he would always get off scotch free. Not that anyone knew about his acts in the first place, none of his “angels” had ever been found so there was no worries. Letting out a deep breath he relaxed, life was good when a police officer knew every secret in the book and tested the theories.
-Fin-
E/N: So what did you think? Honestly, I'm sitting here thinking O-M-G did I just write that? And the answer is HELL YEAH I DID! This entire story was inspired by the song "Don't speak" by No Doubt. AWESOMENESS! lol I'm so happy that I have finished yet another one of my stories... and hope that I shocked someone of you with the whole he's a cop thing... yep.. been planning that bugger since the beginning! Thanks to everyone who has left me a review for this story! I love you all for your perverted ways!
If you would like to see the little picture I ended up drawing for this story (it will not be posted) please review and leave me an email address so I can send it to ya... I'm too embarrased to post it and even if my drawing still kinda sucks, the picture came out awesome!
FLAME if you would like, but this lemon scenes, I have to say honestly that I believe I outdid myself! IT ROCKED MY SOCKS! YEAH! lol I'm so proud of myself! Well that's all! I'll be posting more chapters to my stories once I get the chance, so peace and chicken grease.
-Krystal-
This story is the property of me, and me only (Miztikal-Dragon) if you steal MY story I will hunt you down, gut you like a fish and serve you to your family for a Sunday breakfast. (if I wouldn't get charged for manslaughter and your family's cannibalism-ness) I'm really tired so don't make me mad!
Lyrics of Lust
By Miztikal-Dragon
Part Two
A satisfactory grin pursed his lips as he gently placed her into the back of his car, he was running a little behind schedule but he wasn’t worried. It wasn’t like he had somewhere to be, his shift wasn’t over till five-thirty, he still had time. Closing the door as quietly as he could, he then hurried to the driver’s side and climbed into his car and drove off. It wouldn’t be a long drive to his secret place, but the two of them had a long way to go.
A warehouse, he had taken her to a warehouse near the docks and the only thing that could be seen were the two silhouette’s of his head lights as he drove closer. It was the perfect place for his ‘appointment’ with this angel, and there would be no end time. Glancing up at the rearview mirror, he gazed hungrily at her, the pale skin glowing white and the onyx hair flowing as if it all were nothing but a wet dream.
He wanted to pull over to the side of the road and take her right there, but he couldn’t it wasn’t safe yet. Minutes ticked down like hours, and it was grating on his nerves, it was taking too long. He wanted her now. Pulling his car into the port, he smiled, it wouldn’t be long now. It was almost time and he would have what he wanted, he would have her the way that god had always intended.
Transportation to the blocked off warehouse was easier said then down but he managed and as he laid his angel on the cold ground he smiled. She was his now, all his and nobody would be able to take her away, not a damn soul. Locking the entrance, he flicked on the light and glanced around, there wasn’t much there to work with but people often said that improvising was the greatest pleasure. Discarding his jacket and rolling up the sleeves to his shirt, he ran his fingers through his hair and picked up his angel. There was a discarded and old mattress not too far away and when everything was secure, the fun would be allowed to begin.
The distant clicking of his shoes against the ground was dreamlike as he laid her down on the mattress and fumbled around for the materials he had brought with him. His breathing was beginning to grow heavy as he stared down at her pale features, she was beautiful, no gorgeous, but up close wasn’t what he had expected. She was more remarkable then in his dreams. The ripping noise of the duct tape was like a teasing melody as he took her limp wrists into his grasp and bound them together, he didn’t need her trying to break free, not yet at least.
There was no doubt that he always believe that a little struggle was worth it, but he wasn’t going to count his hens before they hatched, not this time. He had made mistakes before and he wasn’t as willing to repeat them, cautions were made and he would follow the guidelines. There was no need to lose control when the game had just begun. Securing her hands to the mattress, he licked his parched lips, he could feel his aching need pulsing already. He needed her, and he wanted her oh so badly.
Scooting onto the mattress, he gently ran his hands down her body, learning and memorizing every last inch of her skin as if he was blind. The muscles in her thighs twitched at his touch and his breath hitched as he parted them, he wanted to taste her. Biting down on his lip to the point of drawing blood, he focused his attention at the task at hand and unbuckled the shoes from her ankles. He planned on going slow, worshiping every last piece of her and driving her crazy with need to the point that she would be screaming and pleading for release. He was going to show her that she could find pleasure in the most unlikely of ways, he would show her so much that she would never want anyone else but him to take her.
The second shoe followed the first and he frowned at the sight of pantyhose, his angel was teasing him, torture by wearing so much but not so much at the same time. Taking out the small pocket knife from his trousers, he cut part of the offending material and tore it from her legs. The ripping sound of the clothing did wonders and he felt his cock twitch, it was beginning to be inside her, beginning to feel her tightness surround him as he fucked her ruthlessly like a wanton slut. The image conjured in his mind made him moan and tossing the pantyhose over his shoulder, he let himself feel the silky smoothness of her legs.
His hands roamed up her body, followed by his mouth, his tongue darting out of parted lips and raising gooseflesh in their wake. She was his rare delicacy, a treat that he had waited forever to try, and now the hard work had paid off, he would be getting his precious dessert. With his body between her long legs, he dipped his hands underneath the tight skirt she wore and he could feel his pulse rushing, her skin was so soft. He was teasing himself, making the anticipation greater and the release he would have so much sweeter as cut the skirt from her form.
The sound of tearing cloth, and the sight of creamy flesh exposed to the neon lights gave the illusion that his beauty was an angel, her skin glowing in the soft light. The rest of her clothing was taken care of and put off to the side, he didn’t want to go so fast, not with her, but time was of the essence and we was on the clock. Gazing down at the now exposed supple flesh, he had to wipe the drool from his face, perfect, just absolutely perfect.
Swallowing the moan that rose to his throat, he leaned down over her prone form and let his tongue slid against her abdomen right below her belly button. He wanted to taste her so bad, oh he did, and now he had her all to himself. Teeth nipped at her skin as his hands stroked her thighs and hips, the friction causing the woman underneath him to moan a little in her unconsciousness. He was right, she had wanted him, she had wanted him with an undying passion that she just couldn’t come out and say. But that was okay, he had her now, and he would never let her go.
His head continued downward and he inhaled the intoxicating aroma of her pussy and the eagerness he felt was almost unbearable. Parting her nether lips, he let his tongue dart into the dark cavern and he moaned pushing his face between her folds, losing himself in the ministrations. A loud moan came from the sleeping woman as his tongue was thrust into her core, one of his digits sliding into her and massaging her cunt. It all was music to his ears. He lapped at her, her womanly juices dripping onto his tongue as he sucked her, she was so wet for him. So wet that he could feel the precum oozing from his hard cock and staining his pants. Oh he couldn’t take much more of this, but oh god he just couldn’t stop!
Another finger was inserted into his angel’s went pussy and he heard her gasp of pleasure, his tongue finding a bulging peal and teasing it ruthlessly. He had her where he wanted her as he tortured her, teasing her clit, taking all she had to offer him and then some. Her body stiffened underneath him and his free hand held down her hips as he thrust his tongue and finger deeper into her and then the wave came. Her climax made him moan as he sucked her clean, her juices coating his fingers and his mouth, she was good, real good and it was a taste that he would always crave.
Leaving her cunt, he let his mouth trail back up her body, his tongue slipping out to taste the sweat glistening on her body. She wanted him, he knew she did, and before the night was through she would feel his cock as it pounded in her, stretching her pussy till she begged for him to fuck her harder. Her chest was heaving and her nipped were tight and peaked and as his clothed cock pressed against her aching heat he moaned. He hadn’t wanted anybody as much as he wanted her, she would get the ride of her life.
Capturing one of her taut nipples in his mouth, his tongue swirled around it, eliciting a moan from his angel. She was enjoying him, submitting to him and oh god it only made him even harder for her if possible. He nipped and fed like a babe on her bosom, his other hand teasing the beaded nub and rolling it between his fingers as his hips pressed into her. Switching to the neglected breast a moment later, he devoured it, his cock thrusting needily into her leaking pussy, she wanted him to fuck her, he knew she did and soon enough he would.
Lifting his head, he traced her racing pulse with his mouth, his teeth biting her flesh and when his angel cried out he knew that she had rejoined the living, she would now be able to really feel the pleasure he wanted to give her. His hands touched her, one roaming down her body, the other cupping her throbbing sex, his finger caressing her nether lips. A shudder hit her body and he couldn’t help but smile, she liked his touch, she wanted it, and she would have it.
“My Angel,” he whispered huskily as his tongue lavished her ear drawing it into his mouth. “I want you so bad.. Daddy wants his cock deep inside you, so deep that you’ll scream. You want daddy too don’t you? You want daddy to suck your cunt hard like he did before huh angel?”
His angel whimpered, and he pushed his finger into her sex, pumping it in and out of her until a swallowed moan came from her lips. He knew what she wanted, he knew how little vixens like her liked it, and he wouldn’t refuse her either. Adding another finger, he stretched her, using scissor motions to push deeper inside her before adding a third and fourth. His heart was pounding loudly in his chest along with his angel’s and smiling as he pumped his fingers in and out of her roughly he lifted his eyes to the black bag laying almost forgotten, the fun wasn’t over yet.
“Daddy’s got a little present for you,” his cock twitched as her hips bucked against his hand. “but I needa little favor first angel, just a small favor.”
Pulling away from her, she either cried out in relief or frustration and he barely held back his laughter. His angel was becoming a bitch in heat, she wanted a rock hard cock embedded in her, giving her the ride of her life and never stopping, and he would gladly give it to her, gladly. Sitting up he groaned, he needed release, and he needed it real bad. Unclasping his belt and unbuttoning his pants, he let his clothes fall around his ankles and the chilling cold touch the tip of his oozing cock, it was at full salute and it wanted to play. Kicking off his shoes, he slid his pants and underwear from his body and kneeling, he picked up his naked angel, and walked to where his bag was.
Inside it had many things that was more fun than regular sex could be and he would give his angel a little taste soon enough. The bag laid near an old mahogany desk and leather chair, how he had been able to bring them was beyond him, but his partner would be stopping by for some excitement later. Placing her on the cold floor, he sat down on the chair and spread his legs. His angel’s eyes were wide, but he scooted towards her, his cock brushing against her cheek. They both knew what he wanted and there was no way she could refuse, not unless she wanted punishment, which was something else he was willing to give his angel.
“Come on baby,” he cooed. “Daddy needs you, think of it as a lollypop, and no biting, daddy doesn’t wanna make you bleed.”
Running his fingers through her black tresses, he gripped the back of her head and jerked it until she cried out in pain. He needed release and she would not refuse to give him pleasure. Tears were in her big blue eyes and he put on his best angry face, and tugged on her head yet again until her eyes lowered and her mouth opened. Submission, it made things easier, so much easier for everyone. Taking his cock into one of his hands, he eased it into her hot mouth and the moment her tongue touched his tip, his eyes closed and he let out a loud guttural moan.
Her lips closed around his cock, sliding deeper and deeper into her mouth and he was in pure heaven. His angel’s mouth was better than he imagined and he hissed as she sucked him, he wouldn’t hold out much longer if she continued like she was. His hips rocked slightly and he fought against the urge to buck into her mouth and shoving his cock down her throat, it was almost too tempting. His angel’s tongue swirled around his tip before his shaft disappeared back into her mouth, and he could feel the pressure against his cock. Letting a gasp slip from his mouth, his hands gripped her head as his muscles tensed and as he bucked into her mouth as he came. He wanted her to take all of him, swallow him until not a drop was left and almost gagging she did.
Falling back on his chair, his arm swept up and knocked his angel flat on her stomach, her bound arms stretching her out for his gaze. His body hummed with excitement and he could feel his cock twitch to life once more staring at her perfect backside. Mouth practically watering with lust, he slid from his seat onto his knees and stalked like a lion over to his angel. She was this craving that he had, a taste that he never wanted to end, and right now it didn’t have to. He could hear her muffled sobs as he crouched over her, her body shuddering with gasps of air, her shoulders struggling to hold her body up, she was the epitome of beauty.
“I’m not through with you yet my love,” he hissed and at her cry of surprise he chuckled, like it was over.
Hooking his arms underneath her, his fingers traced down her body as he crawled to her, his twitching cock resting against the crack of her voluptuous ass. His hands cupped her breasts and fondled them as he pulled her to him, spooning her against him as he sat back on his knees. Her arms were placed around his neck, making her back arch slightly and eagerly he locked her ankles between his, parting her thighs with his knees and exposing her cunt to his hungry eyes.
He nibbled on her earlobes as his hands trailed down her body, swirling her navel before touching the curly black pubes of her pussy. He liked the feel of his hand touching her, cupping her wantonly it excited him even more than thought possible. She was his aphrodisiac, once unattainable, and now he was prodding her with his very fingers, defiling her in a way that always dreamed could be possible. Deeply inhaling her scent, he ceased his movements and released his angels hands, placing them in front of her as he bent over her, making her lay face down on the cold cement floor. Chills ran up her body and he kissed the back of her spine, maneuvering her into the right position. He had always had this undeniable lust to do things to her this way, maximum pleasure, he told his buddies one night, maximum pleasure.
Leaving her sides for just a moment, he backtracked to where the black bag laid and pulled something out before returning to her and nibbling on her flesh, her silent protests falling on deaf ears. None too gently spreading her legs, he situated himself between her so she couldn’t pull away easily, he had so much planned for her, so much planned and there wasn’t much time left. Smiling as he opened a small tube of lubricant, he coated his fingers before circling the beaded ring of her anus, he wanted double the fun so it was easy to guess just exactly what he had decided on bringing.
Her cry of pain was loud as he eased his finger into her ass, stretching her even more than he had before, he wanted it all, not just a slice of her lovely pie. He knew that it wasn’t going to be easy for her, but carefully pumping his finger in and out he was able to add a second, making it more possible for a tight fit, but one that would make him feel as though he was deflowering his fist virgin all over again. Continuing to prepare her until he felt like she was finally stretched enough, he withdrew his fingers from her anus and lubed up his cock as well as the now large pulsing phallic.
Whispering words of encouragement to her, he easily slid the vibrator into her cunt, pushing it in as deep as it would go and listening to her half cry of surprise and pleasure as he brushed against her sweet spot. Pulling it slightly out, he jammed the phallic back in his lovely angel at a different angel an he nearly came as she cried out, her muscles tensing and succumbing to her second orgasm of the night. She was so easily taken and he already had the urge to take her into his mouth yet again and taste the honey, the sweet sweet nectar that was hidden from him for so long.
Changing the speed, he smiled, if she wasn’t seeing stars by now, he would make her black out from everything before he was through with her. Her moans filled the empty warehouse and he touched himself yet again, letting his hand stroke his hard cock, pinching his tip as his cum oozed from it. The better he was off, the harder his climax would be. Eagerly, he guided himself to her hole, pushing himself into her with out hesitation. He couldn’t wait and despite her obvious discomfort he slammed into her till the hilt, the top of his balls sac slapping against her cunt and driving the phallic deeper into her core.
Biting on his lower lip, he groaned loudly, she was so tight around him that black dots danced around his vision as her muscles clamped down around his cock. It was the best feeling in the world, but he couldn’t stay still, it was impossible, he just couldn’t wait. Pulling almost all the way out of his angel, he slammed back in and as her cry was ringing in his ears he knew that he had lost all control. His fingers pinched at her nipples, rolling them around his index and thumb, tugging at it. Her back arched and her hips bucked into his cock as much as it could before he steadied it with one hand, he was so close but he couldn’t leave her hanging. Finding her pearl once again, he played with it, stroking it with his finger, swirling around it, even flicking it and her cum coated his digits.
Feeling that she was close yet again, he pulled out of her completely, sliding the phallic from her body and in return easing it none too gently into her ass as he bent down to taste her once again. Rolling her over onto his back, he stared down at the beautiful angel below him, and he knew that he would take her again. One lick turned to two and then to as much possible as he lapped her up like a starving mutt. He wanted to suck her dry as another climax consumed her, but pulling his mouth away he replaced it with his aching cock, thrusting inside her core and hitting her core. Finally giving into his urges, he captured her mouth into a demanding kiss, his tongue parting her lips and forcing her to taste her own juices. This was as good as it could get, but eventually it would be much better, when his angel learned to beg him and then he would have it all.
Impaling himself as deep into her as he could, he dug crescent shaped marks into her ass as her muscles clenched around him and she threw her head back, exposing her pale neck to him like a bitch should. Not being able to hold back any longer he came, filling her cunt with his hot torrent cum, her muscles milking him dry and seemingly sucking the energy from his body till she too fell over the edge and cried out her release. Sweat was everywhere and he collapsed in a heap onto his angel, his head pillowed by her perfect breasts.
Her heart was pounding rapidly in her chest and his breath was coming out in hard heavy pants as well as hers, but he knew that he couldn’t stay long. His shift would be over soon and he needed to get back into town and home. Waiting a few more minutes till he could feel the feeling coming back into his limbs, he pulled his toy from her and switched it off, wiping it clean with a large torn piece of her clothes and putting it back in the bag.
Taking his angel back to the mattress, he laid her on it and cut away the sweaty duct tape, it would no longer hold her and he easily handcuffed her hands to the side, there was no way of escape, though it wasn’t like she would be strong enough to move for a while anyway. Going over to where his clothes lay scattered, he quickly cleaned himself off before pulling on his underwear and pants, tossing on his shoes and tying them. Grabbing his shirt and trench coat, he made sure everything was in place before covering up his angel with a spare blanket he had brought before and without another word he left the warehouse, locking it behind him for safe keeping.
The cold air stung his lungs but helped cool down his body till he reached his car and climbed in. It would be an hour or two drive home but it had been worth it, well worth it. A Cheshire smile pursed his lips as he drove down the road, his windows down letting the chilly air flow through his matted and sticky hair, he would be sure to tell his partner about her and together they would go back soon to bring his angel food and another taste of forbidden fruit. He was still able to taste her on his lips as he turned onto his street and he knew that if he didn’t think of something else and soon he would be supporting yet another hard cock with no cunt to take it away that he would allow touch him, no mouth good enough but his angel’s.
Parking his car in the driver way and shutting off the engine, he looked in his rearview mirror and took any evidence of his angel from his car and tossed it into the recycle bin, the trash man would be coming later and then he wouldn’t have to deal with “what ifs”. Fishing his keys from his pocket, he unlocked his door and crept silently into the dark house, pulling the tie from his neck and closing the door before heading up the stairs. He had a nice house in a nice neighborhood and he was proud of himself for his accomplishments.
Going to his bedroom, he turned on the bathroom light and stripped down to the nude, grabbing a pair of silk boxers from his dresser drawer before turning off the light and climbing into his bed. It was already nice and toasty underneath the blankets and covering himself up to his shoulders, he turned over to his side and draped his arm over the lump next to him and smiling as she turned over and brown eyes met gray.
“How was work Steve?” a tired voice asked through a yawn.
“You know the same old same old,” He replied kissing his wife’s temple and closing his eyes, letting the sleep claim him.
No one would ever know what he did, and if they did, he knew ways of making them disappear. There was no need for forensic evidence because there never was any, he knew the system very well and with no evidence, there was no conviction, which meant he would always get off scotch free. Not that anyone knew about his acts in the first place, none of his “angels” had ever been found so there was no worries. Letting out a deep breath he relaxed, life was good when a police officer knew every secret in the book and tested the theories.
-Fin-
E/N: So what did you think? Honestly, I'm sitting here thinking O-M-G did I just write that? And the answer is HELL YEAH I DID! This entire story was inspired by the song "Don't speak" by No Doubt. AWESOMENESS! lol I'm so happy that I have finished yet another one of my stories... and hope that I shocked someone of you with the whole he's a cop thing... yep.. been planning that bugger since the beginning! Thanks to everyone who has left me a review for this story! I love you all for your perverted ways!
If you would like to see the little picture I ended up drawing for this story (it will not be posted) please review and leave me an email address so I can send it to ya... I'm too embarrased to post it and even if my drawing still kinda sucks, the picture came out awesome!
FLAME if you would like, but this lemon scenes, I have to say honestly that I believe I outdid myself! IT ROCKED MY SOCKS! YEAH! lol I'm so proud of myself! Well that's all! I'll be posting more chapters to my stories once I get the chance, so peace and chicken grease.
-Krystal-