It was after the second orgasm when she could see it in his eyes – Agent Hammer was losing all ability to discern fact from reality. She had seen it in Richard’s eyes as well, and had felt it in her own many times, especially in the beginning.
She wasn’t quite sure what was real herself, what was prophecy come true from the images she had broadcast, and what was actually happening in their present reality.
Was she really squatting on the floor with her knees spread apart, stroking his dick with one hand and her cunt with the other. Or sitting on his face, glazing his lips with her glistening juices as she bucked hard on his mouth, twisting her nipples and screaming about the GOD that he was?
She wasn’t sure about the first two, but Willow was sure she was in the thick of reality while riding him reverse cowgirl, wildly thrashing as she stared at herself in the mirror. She screamed, “How would you like to shove that hammer of yours right up my ass and cum in me so hard I fly off the bed?”
Agent Hammer pulled himself from her pussy, and flipped her onto her stomach. The blended sensations of warm and cool cum on the sheets were a pleasant tickle against her titties.
The tickle was the last thing she felt before Agent Hammer’s cock wormed its way into her asshole and sent her into another one of the evening’s countless orgasms.
She screamed in the hotel room, and even louder in her mind.
She was writhing around in the front of Heaven’s Gates, about to roll over to the clouds on the other side. She wiggled her ass like a demon, milking his dick to its final blast. The next one would kill him, and make her infinitely stronger.
Willow wiggled faster.
It wasn’t her fault, she told herself. It was the Red Breath.
She could feel him tightening behind her. In another few seconds her ass would be dripping and Agent Hammer would be dead.
He’s a loose end, he has to go.
It was a memory that saved him, one she wasn’t supposed to see.
Sometimes you couldn’t help what you saw or remembered during sex, and Agent Hammer couldn’t help but remember his first time, with his neighbor Caitlin, the two of them laying side by side, with him all starry-eyed. Hammer turned from Caitlin and looked into Willow, right into the center of everything she was.
No, I’m not a murderer.
Not of good people, and not if I can help it.
Agent Hammer wasn’t Richard, or any one of his half dozen hotel sluts.
Willow pulled away from Brad’s dick, just in time. He looked at her dazed, like a cartoon character with whistling birds circling his head, in a long, lingering confused moment that seemed to take up half of forever.
His cock suddenly twitched, then sprayed like a sprinkler, splattering the walls with a fresh batch of cum.
He collapsed to the bed, unconscious.
As Willow stared at him, she suddenly realized something. She’d brought him closer to the brink of death than anyone she’d not consumed. And in that moment, where she allowed him to live, she’d also done something else. She’d forged a connection with him. She could feel it, like mother to child.
But this wasn’t just a connection.
There was something else happening, something she couldn’t yet understand, but felt it like blood flowing inside her. And then it dawned on her what she’d done. She wasn’t sure how she knew, but she knew it as certain as she knew her name.
Oh my God.
Maybe I should just kill him?
No.
I can’t.
Willow quickly dressed, then went to the closet and removed Richard’s briefcase. She then found a notepad and pen and scribbled a note to Agent Hammer, which she stuck on the mirror in the bathroom.
Willow slipped into the hallway, and closed the door behind her.
The only problem with not feeding on Agent Hammer’s lifeforce, was that it left her weak, and needing to satisfy the hunger immediately. She closed her eyes and allowed her mind to wander the floor, searching.
She found what she was looking for two rooms down. She knocked on the door and a woman with long dark hair and yin-yang tattoo on her left bicep opened the door wearing a white tank top and silk pink shorts.
“Hello,” Willow said. “Wanna party?”
As if the woman had a choice.
XXX
Chapter Six – Brad Hammer
back to the present...
Agent Brad Hammer stared at the dead body in his bathtub. Eyes open, staring dead at him.
This was one memory he couldn’t remember.
What the hell? Did I do that?
His stomach churned and he felt like he might puke. The feeling passed as he forced himself to confirm what he knew. He lifted her wrist and felt like puking again. The girl had no pulse.
No way I did this. No fucking way.
What the hell is happening?
Who’s setting me up?
His mind flashed on the woman from last night — Willow.
Had she killed this woman? Had she also killed Dr. Madsen and the other women?
What the hell is going on?
His cell phone buzzed from somewhere in the room. Brad nearly jumped from his skin. He raced to his bed, and saw the phone’s light shining through his pants pocket, laying on the floor.
He fished the phone from his pocket, nearly dropping it, before turning it over to see from the screen who was calling.
It was a message from his partner, Grayson.
“Where are you Hammer? We’ve got a plane to catch and you’re not answering your phone. I’m going down to get some coffee. Get your shit together and get the briefcase. I’ll be up in 15 minutes. You better not be drunk again.”
The briefcase!
He knew what he’d see before he even checked the closet. The briefcase, along with the notes, the cash, and the cigarettes were gone.
Also gone . . . his department-issued computer.
Oh fuck.
He ran back into the bathroom, and looked again at the note, wondering what the hell it meant.
“I’m sorry.
Now you’re infected, too.”
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Chubby Jess: Fucking in the Park
Jess was power-walking through the park, her hot-pink shorts swishing as she pumped her arms and sped between the other pedestrians. Jess loved the outdoors, and a nice brisk walk always filled her full of fresh air, and made her better able to face whatever waited in her day.
She thumbed her iPod, scrolling from Adele’s “Rolling in the Deep” to Lady Gaga’s “Born This Way” for something snappier to push her into a faster pace.
The walk wasn’t about losing weight. Jess had already given up on that long ago. Her walks through the park were for the self-satisfaction of actualizing her commitment to exercise.
Between songs, she heard a duo of women walking in front of her whispering about her outfit. Jess frowned. What was wrong with a white Hello Kitty tee-shirt, blazingly bright hot-pink shorts, and tube socks? At least she wasn’t prancing around with leggings and a leotard.
The two twits in front of her looked like a pair of hookers, with shoelaces digging into the stringy meat of their bony asses.
At least she was comfortable.
“Excuse me,” she said politely, bumping between them and knocking them from the path. Jess kept her eyes fixed straight ahead and kept walking.
“What the fuck?” one of them shouted.
“Bitch!” the other yelled.
Jes
s could take a lot of names. Lord knew she had put up with plenty, and some of the most hateful ones you could ever imagine, just like most girls who grew up fat. But being called a bitch made Jess burn like little else.
“Excuse me?” she said, spinning around to face the girls and plopping the buds from her ears. “Did you just call me a bitch?”
“So? What of it?” one of the women spat.
Jess slowly looked them up and down. “I’d watch that mouth if I were you,” she took a giant step toward them, eclipsing their personal space and drowning them in shadow.
“Is that so?” the second leotard chimed. Both were wearing the funniest looks, with their eyes bugging from their faces, and lips curled into stupid sneers that made them look like they couldn’t have shit if they had tried.
“Look,” Jess said, inching closer until she was nearly nose to nose with the woman. “My left tit is bigger than you, so don’t think I couldn’t break your toothpick ass in half, then beat your skanky friend to a pulp with your body.”
Jess glared at them, smiling as soon as they both backed down, one by one, staring at her for a long moment before finally sticking their noses in the air and sauntering off, wiggling their tiny asses on their way.
Jess stood on the path with a satisfied grin, nestling her ear buds back into her ear, then she cranked her iPod, spun back to the path and started walking again.
“Ow!” Jess yelped as someone crashed into her from behind, knocking her to the concrete, where she lay sprawled beside her accidental assailant.
“Ugh,” he grunted, pushing himself to his knees. “Sorry about - Hey!”
“Hey there Will!” Jess cheerfully greeted one of her roommate, Allison’s, many boyfriends. Will scooted beside her. She couldn’t help but notice how the muscles on his shirtless body gleamed with a thin sheen of sexy sweat.
“Sorry about that Jess,” he apologized. “What are you doing out here?”
“Believe it or not, us fat people like to exercise too,” Jess teased. She had always liked Will, and thought he was too good for Allison, especially since she treated him like shit. She and Jess got along perfectly fine, but Allison knew exactly how pretty she was, and thought that gave her a license to act like a stuck up bitch 94.7% of the time, and treat every guy like crap.
“Well I know that,” he said, looking down. “I mean… I wasn’t implying that… shit. Sorry again.”
Jess rolled onto her back and giggled. “I knew what you meant!” she slapped his arm, teasing. They sat on the ground talking for a while before finally deciding they should hit the pavement again. Will walked beside her on the path as they continued talking back and forth.
Jess noticed him stealing glances at her enormous tits, several times. Finally, she took a look herself. Her nipples were fat, poking hard through her bra and right against Hello Kitty’s face. She was having sex thoughts of Will, like she often did, but hadn’t realized they were getting her so visibly excited.
Will was well cut, with an artist’s face and a construction worker’s body. Jess had fingered herself many nights while pretending he was slamming his cock insider of her, with half of those nights spent listening to him fuck Allison on the other side of her wall.
Walking beside Will felt amazing, with him stealing glances at her tits every few seconds. “I think I need to take a break,” Jess said as they rounded a corner.
Will said sure, then Jess looked around, grabbed Will by the hand, and pulled him behind a large thicket of bushes, where the surrounding brush hid them from every eye.
“Hey!” Will resisted as he was yanked behind the brush.
“Come on,” Jess said, pulling him to the carpet of grass. She was a lot of woman and even Will would have had a hard time with physical resistance.
Jess crawled on top of him, then mashed her mouth against his. To her surprise, and pleasure, Will kissed her right back.
Their tongues danced, kissing for several minutes before Will pulled away. “Wait,” he said, looking around. “Out here?”
Jess smiled like a happy slut, then nodded, wiggling her eyebrows as she swallowed Will’s face again. She had never dreamed this day would come – the day when Will was under her instead of Allison.
The scene was surreal, with her pussy soaking as the scent of the park saturated her nostrils. She dripped from the danger of knowing that unsuspecting walkers and joggers were passing by on the other side of the brush, while Will’s hands roamed over her back, tracing lines over every spongy roll.
His hands were Heaven, giving attention to all of her, unlike most men who avoided her size, figuring that if they didn’t touch her fat, it didn’t exist. Jess didn’t care – whatever got them past her round figure, and into her bed was hunky dory fine with her.
Jess kept getting wetter as Will continued to kiss her, as though he was in no hurry to break their embrace. Her hips started rubbing against his as their racing breath went ragged, and trying to keep themselves quiet in hiding, knowing they couldn’t stay secret if they grew any louder.
Jess moved her hips harder and faster against Will, as he moaned softly into her mouth. She had to feel him inside of her, but wasn’t ready to stop herself from feeling the attention Will was giving her body.
Jess hissed as she felt Will’s hands slide under the back of her shorts. His strong hands caressed her lower back, then up and along the top of her ass. She melted at his touch, knowing he wasn’t looking for a quick fuck.
Their lips suckled on one another’s mouth and tongue. Jess wasn’t usually kissed the way Will was kissing her. He was driving her insane, and she wondered if it might lead to something more, something beyond an interlude in the park.
She tried not to think of Allison as Will rubbed his cock against her pussy through her shorts. His dick felt massive, and Jess couldn’t wait to wrap her fingers around it. She broke from their kiss, sat up, then swayed her hips, grinding her ass against Will’s hard shaft. He lifted his hips up and into her.
Jess lifted her shirt over her head and dropped Hello Kitty onto the grass. Her giant nipples were pointing straight; massive marbles poking against the heavy fabric of her bra.
Will stared into her eyes as Jess reached back, unclasped her bra, then let it fall from her shoulders and onto Will’s chest. Before she could grab it and toss it beside her tee, Will snatched it and rubbed it against his cheek.
Jess cupped her large tits and squeezed them against her chest, moving her hips faster against Will, so much that she could nearly feel his cock inside of her.
Will groaned and tossed the bra aside. His strong, large hands fell over hers and they massaged her heavy breasts together. Will’s digits danced over her breasts. Caressing and squeezing; here, there, and everywhere. Jess moaned as Will teased her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers.
She was losing it. This man was touching her as if he had been doing it since high school. Her head was swimming, and she couldn’t take it any longer.
Jess leaned down so he could pleasure her tits with his mouth. Her body trembled at the small orgasm suddenly shooting through her as Will took her large, erect nipple into his mouth and gently suckled. She snapped her head back, moaning in delight. Will fed on her nipple like a dog on a bone, squeezing and massaging her other breast.
While Will’s hands and mouth made magic on her heaving tits, Jess reached down to work some magic of her own, sliding her hand under the waist of Will’s shorts, where her fingers met the thickest cock she had ever felt.
Jess curled her fingers around his shaft, and squeezed. Will groaned into her tit, milking her nipple hard with his mouth. Jess’s fingers slid along his thick cock slowly, massaging his head with every stroke. Will’s slick pre-cum coated her palm, making it easier to jerk him off.
They were both breathing heavily. Will’s hips were pumping slightly against her hand to increase the speed of her stroking. Will moved to her other tit and started tonguing her sensitive nipple. He was using her as a feast
and she loved it.
Her burning desire mounted, threatening to swallow her entirely.
Jess squeezed Will’s dick harder, yanking it furiously by the shaft, then lifted herself enough to slide her shorts and panties off, and lowered herself onto him, feeling his hard flesh pierce her slimy slit.
The head of Will’s dick spread her lips wide as she worked herself over the tip, then down his shaft. Will’s splayed fingers pressed into her wide, creamy ass as he gently urged her down onto his swollen cock, inch by glorious inch.
Jess gasped as she ground her hips downward until he was all the way inside.
She held herself still for a lingering moment with her eyes closed and jaw clenched. It felt like Will would split her in half. She had never had anything so large in her pussy before. Her inner muscles squeezed his shaft, holding him deep, then she sat up and started moving her hips slowly back and forth.
“Your cock is so big, baby,” she cooed. “And my pussy is so full and tight.”
“Oh yes, Jess,” he moaned. “You feel so good.”
The rocking motion rolled her to Heaven. With each subtle sway, Jess felt his thick shaft slide easier, gliding through the cream from her pussy. She ran one hand through his short, thick hair and closed her eyes. Will reached out and grabbed her tits again, pulling on her oversized nipples, pinching them between his fingers until they jiggled.
Jess was full and tight and the electricity in her tits pushed her over the edge again. She moaned in ecstasy as she came all over Will’s dick.
Jess moved her hips faster, grinding her jiggling body, and pumping his cock in and out of her pussy as fast as she could. Sweat beaded their bodies, fresh from the warm afternoon sun and the intensity of their sex.
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