Sin in the City of Angels

by Callista Hawkes

  “Yes, yes, yes!” Valentina shrieks with delight as she feels your seed spurting into her ass. You grunt with each powerful surge of pleasure, her sphincter clenching around your shaft and drawing every last drop of your seed from you. With a final shudder, you slump back onto the bed and let out a satisfied sigh.

  “That was incredible.” You pant. Valentina glances over her shoulder and chuckles before gingerly climbing off you. Your softening cock slips from her ass, her sphincter clamping shut. She crawls up the bed and settles down next to you, your ragged breathing the only sound in the room.

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  “I’d sooner feel those magnificent tits of yours wrapped around me.” You grin. Valentina chuckles and pulls off you, your cock straining, seeking stimulation. She drops to her knees at the end of the bed and reaches behind her to unfasten the lacy black bra. Her gaze meets yours as she lets the garment fall away, revealing her large, tanned breasts. You shuffle down the bed and sit up, your rigid shaft protruding towards her. She smiles and leans forward, trapping it between her fleshy orbs. You groan thickly, enjoying the soft warmth of her breasts pressed around your engorged cock.

  “You like that?” Valentina purrs, sliding her beautiful mounds up and down, the crown thrusting out of her cleavage.

  “Yeah.” You grunt, your balls churning at the sight and sensation.

  “You gonna come on me?” She asks, gazing up from beneath her long dark eye lashes. “I wanna feel your hot seed splash all over my chest.” You reply only with a low groan, desperate to climax, but at the same time wanting to prolong the blissful pleasure. She presses her breasts tightly around your shaft, her engorged nipples peeking between her fingers and thumbs.

  “I’m gettin’ close.” You warn her.

  “Yes!” She smiles, gazing back down to the straining crown of your cock, the tip tinged purple. Your balls contract and you grunt as you feel your cock pulse, sending your seed gushing from the tip. Valentina gasps with delight as your thick, creamy come splashes up over her chest, erupting again and again. You grunt through gritted teeth with each spurt, watching transfixed as the pearly white fluid trickles down onto the tops of her breasts and pools in her cleavage around your shaft. As your climax finally subsides, she leans forward and kisses the tip before releasing your shaft from its fleshy prison. You slump back onto the bed, gazing drowsily up at Valentina as she gets to her feet. She glances down at her come splattered breasts and a smile crosses her face.

  “I oughta feel disgusted, but something about the feel of a man’s seed splashing onto my skin kinda excites me.” She muses, almost to herself as she massages your seed into her generous mounds before joining you on the bed.

  “You’re my kind of dame.” You grin.

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  You lie there in silence for a few moments, Valentina’s head nestling on your chest, your bound wrists sitting awkwardly and uncomfortably across your midriff. Her right arm rests across your waist, a leg thrown across your thighs.

  “That was one hell of a sweetener.” You tell her. She glances up at you, her lips curling into a smile.

  “I think I enjoyed it even more than you.” She chuckles. “These Neanderthals that work for me don’t know shit about women. They just rut away like goddamn beasts.”

  “I don’t think I’d dare leave you disappointed.” You grin.

  “Just you remember that when it comes to honoring our agreement.” She replies, the smile vanishing. Her dark brown eyes grow cold as she once again becomes the Mafia Underboss.

  “I haven’t forgotten.” You reply defensively.

  “Good.” She replies, her voice softening as she rests her head back onto your chest. “Vandergraaf is key to the D’Abruzzo family’s plans for Los Angeles. He doesn’t know who I really am and by the time he does, it will be too late. We’ll use him to bankroll our war with Mickey Cohen.”

  “Do you have to murder his wife to do that?” You ask her. She blinks and gazes curiously into your eyes.

  “Why would I want to murder his wife?” She asks. “The frigid bitch has helped drive Vandergraaf into my arms in the first place.”

  “So who’s been trying to kill her?” You ask, confused.

  “Who cares?” She shrugs. “It’s not me and it’s not my problem. And now it’s not yours either. You stay away from her. I mean it, Harlowe. It would be a pity if my new squeeze suddenly disappeared. Capiche?” You reluctantly nod, a nagging sense of guilt clawing at your soul as you abandon the glamorous blonde to her fate. Still, a thousand bucks is enough dough to keep you in whiskey long enough to forget. “Good.” Valentina murmurs, her hand sliding lazily down to your wilted cock, her fingers wrapping around your shaft. As she gently strokes it, it begins to harden. “You know, I think this could be the beginning of a beautiful friendship.” She breathes, kissing her way down your body.

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  “You’re the one calling the shots, doll.” You shrug. “You wanna lower yourself to screwing the help, it’s your funeral.” She pulls her hand from you and takes a step back. She chews her lip thoughtfully for a moment before calling out to her men. The hood and the thug burst through the door, pistols in their hands. Their eyes widen when they see you both in a state of undress.

  “Ma’am?” The hood gasps, struggling to tear his gaze from her lingerie clad figure.

  “You can put those away.” She purrs. “Those aren’t the weapons I’m looking for.” The hood’s eyes widen further and his thin lips curl into a smile. The thug is a little slower on the uptake, but as the hood pulls off his jacket, he quickly cottons on and begins stripping off too.

  “I trust you’re not gonna try anything stupid.” Valentina murmurs, freeing your hands. You gratefully rub your sore wrists just as the two gangsters finish undressing. She glances over her shoulder at them and sighs witheringly.

  “What, ah… what would you like us to do, ma’am?” The hood mumbles, shifting uncomfortably from foot to foot.

  “Show some goddamn interest!” Valentina snaps. “What the hell am I supposed to do with those two limp dicks?” She waves derisively in the direction of their groins. With a cry of exasperation, she scrambles off you and kneels in the center of the room. “Come here.” She beckons to you too. You climb off the bed and stand before the lingerie clad beauty, your cock jutting out towards her. The hood and the thug move to face her, standing either side of you. She wraps her fingers around your rigid shaft and pumps it for a moment before reaching her other hand out to grasp the thug’s flaccid cock. He grunts as she begins to stroke it, his length stiffening in her grasp. Her hand leaves your cock and reaches for the hood’s.

  “Yeah.” He groans as her fingers glide up and down his hardening shaft. “Damn, that feels good.” Valentina glances at the three hard cocks arrayed before her and allows herself a smile of satisfaction.

  “If only I had three hands.” She purrs, her dark eyes flicking up to meet yours. “Looks like I’m neglecting you, Harlowe.”

  Suggest she takes it into her mouth

  Suggest you enter her

  “That don’t have to be the case.” You grin, sitting down on the floor before her. Valentina chuckles as you reach for her and she eagerly moves to straddle you. As she continues to stroke her two men, you reach for your shaft, guiding it between her legs.

  “Yes.” She purrs. “Do it Harlowe. Slide that thing inside me. Let me feel you thrusting up into my pussy.” Valentina slowly lowers herself down onto you, your thick cock parting her labia and disappearing inside her inch by inch until she has impaled herself on you. You grunt with pleasure at the snug warmth of her sodden pussy around your shaft. You reach up and caress her generous breasts through her bra before sliding your hands down to her hips and thrusting up inside her. Valentina moans thickly and glances down at you, her dark brown eyes filled with lust. Emboldened, the hood thrusts his cock towards her face.

  “Suck it.” He murmurs. Her gaze flicks towards him, a flash of anger crossing her fa
ce before she thinks better of it and opens her mouth, taking him inside. Your balls tingle at the sight of her head bobbing back and forth on his cock while continuing to pump the thug’s shaft with her other hand. She pulls the hood from her lips and stuffs the thug’s cock inside, her lips stretched around his thick length. He grunts and reaches out with his huge hands, stroking her silky black hair while she works her mouth up and down. You grasp Valentina’s hips and begin to slam up inside her. Her muffled moans increase in intensity around the shaft in her mouth until she pulls him from her lips.

  “Yes, yes, fuck me!” She tells you, wild with lust now. She turns her head and guides the hood back between her red lips.

  “Yes!” He gasps, throwing back his head, grateful to be back inside her mouth. Valentina’s head rocks back and forth on the hood with wild abandon as her excitement grows. She grinds her hips down on you before pulling the hood from her lips again.

  “I want a cock in my asshole too.” She tells you, her eyes glinting. “You want the job, Harlowe?” She raises an eyebrow and her lips twist into a smirk.

  Sure

  No way

  “No, I damn well don’t!” You growl.

  “Never figured you for a prude, Harlowe.” Valentina chuckles, releasing her grasp on the hood and the thug’s cocks and leaning forward, her breasts crushed against your chest. “You. Fuck my ass.” She tells the hood. His eyes widen and he smiles like all his Christmases have come at once. He drops to one knee behind her and you feel her flinch as she feels him press his saliva coated cock to her ass. Her gaze fixes on yours and she gasps as he pushes inside her tight back passage. You can feel him moving inside her through the thin membrane between her pussy and ass.

  “You’re one filthy goddamn dame, you know that?” You tell her, unsure as to feel aroused or disgusted as she takes both your cocks at the same time. She begins to grind herself against you as the hood thrusts tentatively inside her snug ass.

  “It feels so damn good.” She smiles before pressing her lips to yours. Despite your disgust, you can feel the tension building in your balls. Before you know it, you’re kissing her back passionately, your hands pulling her close. The floorboards creak next to you and Valentina pulls away, glancing up at the imposing frame of the thug.

  “Come here.” She tells him, reaching for his thick, straining cock. He drops to his knees next to you and she takes him back into her mouth, her cheeks caving in as she sucks on the bulbous head. As he groans with pleasure at her attentions, you have never felt so out of your depth, yet your pulse races and your heart thumps rapidly with excitement.

  “I’m gettin’ close, ma’am.” The hood rasps, sliding in and out of her stretched asshole with wild abandon now. Valentina replies only with a muffled moan. Your combined grunts, moans and groans fill the room as you all work towards your climaxes. You caress Valentina’s generous breasts through her bra before reaching behind her back and unfastening the clasp. It falls away, exposing the large mounds of flesh, the nipples swollen and hard. You lean forward and trap one between your lips, flicking your tongue over it before sucking it. Her muffled moans increase in intensity and you know she is close. As you continue to drive up into her, you draw the other nipple into your mouth, teasing it while you roughly squeeze the other with your hand. You feel her stiffen and pull the thug’s cock from her mouth.

  “Fuuuuck!” She gasps before crying out in ecstasy. Her body quivers and trembles as waves of pleasure crash through her. Her pussy convulses around your cock and you cannot hold back any longer. You roar with release, your balls twitching as they unleash their load. Grunting with pleasure, your body shudders with each powerful eruption as you fill her pussy. The hood too has reached his climax, groaning thickly as he explodes into her ass. The three of you shudder together in the throes of ecstasy before finally your orgasms wane. The hood pulls his softening cock from Valentina’s ass and she straightens just as the thug lurches towards her, furiously pumping his shaft. He lets out a guttural grunt and she has just enough time for her eyes to widen before his thick come spurts from the tip and splatters across her upturned face. You watch in amazement as ropes of seed cover her forehead, cheeks, nose and mouth until finally he staggers away.

  “What have you done?!” The hood gasps, staring incredulously at the thug.

  “It’s okay.” Valentina chuckles, reaching up and running her fingers through the sticky white fluid. “There’s nothing like the feel of a man’s come on your face.” She climbs to her feet and she flashes you a come soaked grin. Her long hair is in disarray and sticky with a few errant drops of the thug’s seed. Come dribbles down her face to splash onto the tops of her exposed breasts while more come trickles down the insides of her thighs. From which orifice, you can’t tell.

  “Do I look like a whore?” Valentina asks as you gingerly climb to your feet. You don’t say anything. “I know I do.” She chuckles.

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  “It’ll be my pleasure, sweetheart.” You grin back at her.

  “And mine.” Valentina chuckles, eagerly climbing off you, your cock slipping from her drenched slit. “Now, get on the bed.” You scramble to your feet and lie back on the bed, your rigid cock jutting out of your lap and glistening with her juices. She follows you, the hood and heavy following like obedient lapdogs. You crane your head forward as she clambers onto the bed and straddles you with her back towards you.

  “You sure about this?” You ask her as she reaches down and smears her pussy juices over her tightly puckered asshole.

  “Don’t kid yourself, Harlowe.” She smirks over her shoulder at you. “I’ve taken bigger cocks than yours in my ass before.” You feel your face flush and the hood and thug chuckle at your humiliation. “I dunno what you two fools are laughin’ for.” She snaps. “You’re just making up the numbers here.” Their laughter is abruptly silenced and Valentina reaches back to grasp your cock. You watch as she guides the bulbous crown between her buttocks and a groan escapes your lips as you feel her push down against it. She gasps as the tight ring of muscle yields and your cock slips into her hot back passage.

  “That okay?” You ask, your hands caressing her shapely buttocks while you gaze at her ass stretched around your shaft.

  “Yeah.” She murmurs, reclining back on you. “Now, I want one of you idiots in my pussy and the other in my mouth. I don’t care which.” Your eyes widen and you watch as the thug steps between her legs and guides his shaft into her sodden hole. You can feel his thick cock through the thin membrane between Valentina’s pussy and ass as he stuffs it into her. The hood eagerly steps to the side of the bed and Valentina leans across to take him back into her mouth. She begins to grind against you, your shaft sliding in and out of her while the thug grasps her hips as he bulls into her. The hood’s thin fingers slide through her dark hair and he groans thickly as her head works back and forth.

  “My God!” You groan, trapped beneath her as everything spirals out of control. You give yourself over to the experience, sliding your hands over her midriff and up to her heaving bra clad breasts. You roughly caress them through the black fabric before tugging the cups down. Valentina moans around the hood’s shaft as you squeeze the large fleshy mounds, pulling and pinching at her sensitive nipples. As her ass relaxes around your shaft, you begin to thrust deeply back and forth in her tight canal while the thug ruts away at her pussy like a beast. Your balls churn with a desperate need for release, but the hood is the first to come, his bony fingers tightening in her long dark hair before roaring as he explodes into her mouth. His eyes widen in horror as he realizes he is coming in the Don’s daughter’s mouth, but she greedily sucks his seed from him, slurping and gulping it down. Sated, he staggers away, but watches intently as you and the thug continue to thrust into Valentina.

  “Yes, yes, fuck me!” She moans thickly. “I’m so close! Harder, fuck me harder!” You can feel your own climax rapidly building, your balls tightening as she grinds against you. She stops moving, her muscles
tightening, stiffening between you and the thug. A piercing shriek of pure pleasure echoes around the room as she writhes between you, her body quivering with ecstasy. Her sphincter clenches tightly around the base of your shaft and you can hold back no longer. You roar with release as you feel the blissful sensation of your seed surging up your shaft to erupt deep inside her ass. The thug is coming too, letting out a guttural grunt as he slams inside her one last time, emptying his balls into her pussy. Valentina’s cries of delight drown out both his and your own groans of pleasure as you all shudder together in a dance of ecstasy. As your climaxes all subside, your bodies all heave breathlessly for a moment before the thug pulls away. Valentina sits up and gently pulls herself from your wilting shaft. She clambers off the bed and glances down at you. Her hair is disheveled, her red lipstick smeared, her bra pulled out of place with her breasts spilling out of it. Her face and chest are flushed and thick white fluid trickles down the inside of her thigh.

  “You can say it.” She chuckles. “I look like a whore.”

  “I wouldn’t dare.” You grin.

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  “Sometimes it’s good to let loose, eh Harlowe.” She smiles before glancing at her men. “Though a word of this to anyone outside this room and I’ll have you all killed slowly and painfully.” The hood and the thug nod and quickly collect their clothes before leaving the room. “And that goes double for inquisitive Private Investigators, capiche?” She adds, her dark eyes narrowing at you.

  “I hear you.” You reply.

  “Good.” She smiles, brightening. “I’ll have the one thousand dollars wired to you tomorrow.” She glances at your clothes strewn across the floor. “Maybe you can buy yourself a new suit.” She smirks. “Now get dressed. My men will see you home.”