by Diaz,Nicola
Joe and Red sat back and I looked at the drug dealer for confirmation. I had never been manhandled, and I had never had sex with more than one man at a time. I wasn’t so sure that I was going to enjoy this, but a spark of excitement rose inside me and I decided to just let myself go.
The man who stepped forward had dark hair and a thick, southern accent. He looked at me with a curious grin, then without a word unzipped his jeans and shook them down to the floor. I could already predict what was coming next.
“You know, before we get her into the hot and heavy, I think we ought to warm her up.” He inched closer and then ran a hand down my face.
I smiled and he grinned. “Yeah. I think she needs to give me a good old fashioned hand job before we go any further.” With that, he grabbed my wrist and pressed my palm down on his cock.
I
looked him in the eye and then squeezed it with my hand. He smiled and I started to rub in short, rhythmic motions while he stood in front of the table. I could feel him grow hard underneath my touch and it turned me on when he finally grunted, flew back and came in a hot, sticky mess all over my hand.
“Shit! That was some good hand.” The man laughed and then turned away.
I felt awkward looking at Joe, but it was hard not to check in and see how he was doing. I craned my neck and was just about to give him a smile when the drug dealer stepped forward and grabbed my wrist.
“I want you to suck my dick.” He smiled at me and then looked at his fellow players.
“Then, I’m going to lick that pussy of yours all over.” His words and his stance took me off guard. I counted him as the most intimidating of all the men, and I wondered what he was capable of.
Without another word he shoved my face against his cock and then guided me to place it into his mouth. I was intimidated beyond words because of his size, but I played it off and opened wide. Slowly, I licked the head of his cock and watched as it danced back and forth with affection. Then I slid as much as the giant cock into my mouth as I could. At one point, I gagged, but he continued to press my face further down his shaft. I didn’t even want to think about what Joe was doing, but it was hard not to let my mind wander.
The drug dealer grunted and then pulled back, just as I was about to gag for a second time.
“Okay, baby. That was a nice glimpse of what you’re capable of. Now let me get a taste of you. Spread them legs and let me have a lick.” He moved toward the table and then pushed me back so that his face was level with my pussy.
Then he nudged his face into my wet, warm bounty. I knew that if Joe could see everything he’d be in a state of emotional turmoil.
I wondered what was coming next and before I could ask, the other player had made his way into the circle.
“I’ve been sitting by patiently, so I want the first round in that pussy.” He pushed me down and then hoisted his cock up so that it was positioned on top of my hole.
Then he grabbed it with confidence and inserted it into my hole as I cried out with unexpected pleasure.
“Now we’re talking!” He laughed and penetrated me with force as I slid back and forth on the table, the poker chips sliding onto the floor in the process.
“Okay, okay, buddy. Don’t get carried away, because we still need to test out her ass.” The other player stepped forward, apparently rested from his hand job.
He played with my tits as the other guy slid inside my hole one more time. I watched with interest as the two laughed, obviously enthralled with the sexual adventure. Then the player who wanted my ass got behind me and told me to bend over.
I leaned forward and as soon as I did, caught sight of Joe in my peripheral vision. I hadn’t seen his expression in awhile, but it looked like he was just as distraught as before. The man got behind me and slapped me on the ass a few times. Then without any warning, he positioned himself right at the center of my hole and jammed his cock inside me as hard as he could. I shrieked. It was the most intense pain I had ever encountered.
He rammed it inside me three more times until I moaned in pleasure. I didn’t know how to express the sensation, but it was a combination of both incredible pleasure and a hint of pain. My mid reeled with thoughts about how much more I could endure. For a moment I thought about yelling and climbing off the table, but then the darker side of my desires surfaced. I knew that there was a part of me that was really enjoying the sensation, so I allowed him to continue.
Chapter 9
“All right, fellas. We need to make sure that we don’t get her too tired for the grand finale.” The drug dealer stood in front of me and I gazed into his mysterious eyes. He reminded me of a mix between a rugged cowboy and a dapper model. From what I’d heard about him, he had more than enough women to keep him occupied. I didn’t mind. In fact, I felt a pang of guilt as I watched him pull out his cock and get ready to slide it back inside me again.
After he had positioned himself in a way that enabled him to get a good grip on my body, he forcefully slid his cock inside my hole. I cried out because it felt better than I had expected. Before I could think about what was going to happen next, one of the other players got next to him and started to press his cock against me, as well. Were they both going to try and jam their cocks inside me at the same time? The thought was almost too much.
In a few seconds, as if in perfect unison, they had inserted both of their giant cocks at the entrance of my hole. I backed up with anticipation. I wasn’t sure if my body would be able to handle this, I smiled at the thought just before the final thrust.
“Let it rip, boy.” The drug dealer spoke to his comrade and then drew a deep breath before he jammed his cock deep inside me.
I moaned from both a mixture of pleasure and pain. The other player pushed inside me, as well, and I winced because I didn’t know if I could handle the force of their cocks at once.
“She thinks that’s all we have for her?” The third player stepped up and then laughed as he watched the other two jam themselves inside me.
I grabbed my tits and played with my nipples as they continued to slide in and out of me with force and fervor. The lighting in the poker room grew dim and the energy grew stronger. All three of the men were fixated with getting as deep inside of me as they could, and I would do whatever I could to see that they were all satisfied.
“She’s taking it pretty good so far.” The drug dealer threw back his head and then grabbed me around my waist as he jammed his cock inside me.
The other two backed off, and then they resorted to a series of turn-taking insertions with me. Whatever player wasn’t inside of me simply stood back and grabbed at my tits until it was his turn, and they all took great pleasure in seeing that I accepted all of their advances. Just when I thought that
I had endured enough and that they were slowing down, the three of them pushed their way in front of me and grabbed their cocks to see how much more thy could get inside me. I looked down and watched as each of them, their bodies now bathed in sweat, penetrated me with the full girth of their manhood. It was an experience that I couldn’t have imagined in my wildest dreams, and I wondered how soon it would be over. The other players at the table, aside form Joe, cheered them on with laughter and conversation. For me, it was one of the most intense nights of my life.
“Time to bid her goodbye, boys.” The drug dealer spoke for all of them, and then started to pick up his clothes from the floor.
“Some of us have some money that’s itching to be burned.” He grinned and then pulled his shirt over his head and looked at the others for recognition.
They, too, started to pick up their clothes and get dressed. I leaned back on the table and took a deep breath. Then I watched the players as they slowly gathered their belongings and started to walk out of the room.
I didn’t want to make eye contact with Joe, but then I remembered that I had done it all for a good cause. I had done it so that we could save ourselves from complete financial ruin. I knew that as hard as it might h
ave been for Joe to watch me get manhandled and fucked, that deep down he knew that I did it with a good heart and with honest intentions.
“Hey, baby, are you oaky?” He walked beside me and picked up my crumpled blue dress from the floor. I nodded my head and then gave his hand a squeeze.
“Let’s get out of here.” I managed to force out a wry smile, and then I leaned forward and slid off the table.
The poker chips were still in a pile and the empty drink glasses from all of the players were scattered around the room. Joe put his arm around my shoulder and then guided me out of the room. We climbed into the land Rover once we were outside, and drove most of the way home in silence. All I wanted to do was get a batch and go to bed.
Just as we were about to turn off the lights and go to sleep, Joe heard a chirp on his phone. “Who could be texting me at three a.m.?”
He rolled over and reached for his phone. I pulled the covers up to my chin and waited to hear what he had to report. He slapped his hand on his forehead and then sat up to light a cigarette.
“What is it, Joey?” I didn’t mind our sleep being interrupted, but my curiosity would have to be appeased first.
“It’s my boy Victor. He just invited me to oversee a high stakes poker game down in Salt Lake next weekend.” He shook his head with a sigh.
“Can you even picture me getting involved in another game like tonight’s?” He shook his head one more time and then took a drag on his cigarette. To his surprise, I smiled and then nodded my head.
“I actually can picture it, Joey. What are the odds of you losing again? And besides, even if you do lose…” I paused and then gave him a curious grin.
“Well, there’s always a way out of it if I’m with you.” I gave him a rub on the knee and he looked at me with a surprised grin.
“But why don’t you try to just relax for the rest of the night?” I eased him down to his back and then ran my hand between his legs. He smiled and closed his eyes, just as I rubbed my face on his big, hard cock.
“Baby, you’re the best.” Joe whispered and then closed his eyes.
I knew how to make him relax, and I was ready to get him where he wanted to be. I opened my mouth and slowly pushed his cock inside it. Then I closed my eyes and imagined the excitement of what lied ahead of us on our journey.
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Act I
Chapter I
“Welcome back to the briefing room, Sophia.” Big J cracked a smile and I tilted my head in anticipation. I knew that I could handle whatever task he appointed me to, but my intuition told me that this one was going to be the greatest challenge yet. “I have a quick phone call to make, but sit tight for a few minutes, okay?” He got up and left the room, and I stood in the hall, pacing with nervous anticipation.
During college I was often asked what I’d do after graduation. At the time I had predicted that I’d be working as a marine biologist or maybe as a travel photographer. I would have never guessed that I’d be working as an undercover detective. I had been raised in a small farming community beyond the hills of southern Vermont, and it was never my intention of going off to pursue a life that involved drug crimes. I came to find out firsthand that life has a funny way of presenting itself, and I never second-guessed my sometimes circuitous path of employment.
My father had always told me that I could accomplish whatever I put my mind to, and I grew up believing him, for better or for worse. When my best friend and college roommate, Candi was murdered at a college frat party, I took it upon myself to find out who did it, and to ensure that justice was served on her behalf. By the end of the summer, I had proven to the Burlington Police Department that I had what it took to be a successful member of the police force. They hired me as an intern that September, and I completed my training by the end of that year.
“Hey, Sophia. Before we get too cozy in the briefing room, why don’t you go take a quick lunch and we’ll give you the specs when you come back?” Captain John, or Big J as we liked to call him, called out from his swivel chair behind the desk. I wasn’t thrilled with the news because I was already in the midst of completing three other cases. But ever since they’d hired me at the Police Department, I’d taken it upon myself to do the best job that I could, all in the name of Candi.
“Okay, Big J. Lay it on me.” I walked with a determined expression toward his desk and then drew in a deep breath. I knew that Captain John had a lot of faith in me, and I knew that he also liked the fact that I was one of the few women on the force that he could come to with complex cases. He was an older guy, with over twenty years on the force. He wanted his jobs handled efficiently and professionally, and he didn’t like a whole lot of conversation. Just do what he asked, and do it right. That was the way to Big J’s heart.
“Well, here’s the situation. Have a seat.” Big J motioned for me to sit down, and I pulled out my chair and then smoothed out my navy pants. There was something unspeakably commanding about being an undercover detective. I think that it suited me partially because of my introverted personality, and partially because of my inherent desire to see the justice system in action. I liked the fact that I could work my own hours, and as much as I tried to take my cases personally, I always remembered how Candi’s family had reacted to her murder. I wanted to see that other victims got their just dessert. In the end, it often seemed like that was all they had their hearts set on living for. “Want a coffee before I give you the details?”
“I’m all set, Captain.” I smiled and then leaned forward in my chair, eager for his information.
“All right. I’m assigning you to a Cold Drug Gang case.” As soon as he said the name of the gang a shiver ran down my spine. It didn’t get more blatant than that.
“I don’t know if you’ve ever heard of them. They’ve been around for a while, but there’s been a resurgence in their activity ever since their leader, Roscoe, was killed over in Brooklyn.” Big J started in on the details.
“They’re known for their high quality drug supply. You name it and they can get it.” Big J shook his head and frowned.
“In fact, they’re having a real problem over at Pine Track College right now with the coke and the heroin. I don’t know. I’m not surprised because it’s a college , but on the other hand they’re talking about the students coming in with eight balls, and the principal can’t deal with the crowd control in there anymore.” Big J shook his head again and then sighed.
“Sounds pretty intense.” I wasn’t exactly sure how to respond to this yet. It sounded like a complicated and disturbing case, to say the least.
“I don’t know, Sophia. I’m getting side-tracked.” Makes me feel like this old world is going to hell in a handbasket when I hear about college students shooting up in the bathrooms before lunch.” His voice drifted off and he took a big sip of his coffee. “Anyway…” Big J drew in a deep breath and then set his mug back on the desk.
“Captain, just tell me what you need from me.” Sometimes Big J could get a little bit long-winded, and while I didn’t want to come off as rude, I also didn’t want to be in the briefing room all afternoon.
“I need you to sit down with my team here and discuss an action plan. I’m leaving it up to you guys, since you’re the experts.” With that, he got up and walked away from his chair, then gave one of the team members a stoic nod of the head.
“Well, in that case…” A tall man with a goatee and wire rimmed glasses stood up and extended his hand. “I’m Max LeBlanc.” He gave me a smile and I nodded my head with affirmation.
“Nice to meet you.” I knew that Big J wa
s right about this being a serious case, because he never called in extra city support unless it was absolutely necessary. “I’m from the Long Island Undercover Unit, and I’ll be working with you on this investigation.” He leaned forward and clasped his hands. I took a deep breath and nodded my head, curious as to what sort of journey we were about to embark upon.
Chapter 2
“So, I guess I’ll just get right to the chase.” Max unveiled a large black folder and then opened it up so that his papers fanned the table. “I believe Captain John already told you that we’re dealing with the Cold Drug Gang.” Max looked across the table. Besides the two of us, there were three others seated at the table. I recognized them from other cases, and felt relieved that we’d have a team of five in case the going got rough.
“Before you continue…” I leaned across the table and interrupted. “Did Captain John tell you anything about the college’s involvement?” I was genuinely concerned. Max nodded his head.