“Come on, hottie, open those lips.” The tip of my dick is rubbing against her soft, pale cheek, and it’s so fucking wet I can see it glistening on her skin. I grab it at the base, and pull it away so I can see the string of moisture between our bodies. God, I wanna stick my dick inside her. “I am so fuckin’ hard for you. Open up.”
Lani
“I don’t know if I can take it all,” I admit. I’m a little bit scared, because God, it’s huge. I’ve never seen a dick that big. Maybe if I’d been fucked by this monster every day of my life, I wouldn’t be so hot for chicks. But I don’t know. I like chicks. But damn, his dick is huge. I bet that snake would fill me up, it might even make me scream.
“You don’t have to take it all, sexy, but you do gotta take it.” His fucking black eyes sparkle as he says it. Then he taps the head of his cock against my lips. It’s so fucking wet, almost as wet as my cunt must be. Looking up at him, huge and fucking unapologetically naked, I realize this is so wrong on so many different levels. But he gives me a slight smile, and I want it.
I open my mouth, and he takes the opportunity to slide that spot on the bottom of the head against my tongue. The goo coating it is slightly salty, and I swallow hard. His shoulders shudder. I know because I’m still looking up at him. I don’t close my eyes. Jesus, why would I not want to watch this mountain of completely naked sexiness? I mean, he has a fucking twelve-pack of abs, and that deep V at his hips is crazy.
My hands go up to those muscles, and my fingertips lightly trace them. Both his hands grab my hair, hold my head still, and he stuffs his big cock as far as he can into the back of my throat. Girls can’t do that shit, so I don’t have a whole lot of practice at it. And his fucking meat… I gag. I can’t help it. I try not to. But I start gagging. It’s totally not fucking sexy. But he doesn’t stop. He keeps going, keeps shoving it in. My eyes get wider, and they’re tearing up, and he’s still gazing down at me.
“That’s so god damn sexy,” he mutters, “so god damn sexy.”
My back is against a cement wall, and in front of me is a brick wall of a man. All I can do is take it. I kinda like it. He slides in and out a couple of times, and I’m gagging and moaning. Finally he pulls out, and bends down just enough to pull me off the ground. I’m standing up now, and he rips my smock off my body easily. I don’t have the biggest tits, but he doesn’t seem to mind. He grabs both of them in his big hands, and squeezes hard. Another low moan escapes my lips.
He’s being all man. He’s not being gentle, or trying to coax anything out of me. He’s taking what he wants, doing what he wants, and it’s making me so wet. My hands move toward his huge chest, over his gorgeous abs and ribcage. He has hair on his stomach and chest, but it’s soft and sparse. When I get to his nipples he jumps like I’ve shocked him.
“What the hell?” he stammers. His hips flex, and his cock twitches against my stomach. I like it, a lot. “Damn, don’t make me tie your hands,” he threatens. I pinch his nipples, and his dick slides up and down over my tummy.
The muscles inside me clench, relax, and clench again. “Get it inside me,” I sigh, as my hands move down toward it. Our eyes are still locked, and his glittering eyes squint at the anticipation of my touch. And when I feel the slick, tight skin under my fingertips, he gasps loudly.
“Oh, yea, it’s going inside you. Take your fuckin’ pants off.” I untie the drawstring, and pull them down, as he turns me around and shoves me against the wall. I feel his cock against my ass, and I’m so fucking turned on. “You still want it?”
“Yea,” I sigh, and my voice vibrates. “I want it.” He steps away, and I glance over my shoulder to try to see what he’s doing. He goes to his cot, and I hear a foil wrapper being opened. They must have given him condoms in anticipation of tonight. I turn toward the cool wall, and breathe deeply. What am I doing? What the fuck am I doing right now?
“You’re gettin’ all of it.” I feel him against me again, and I spread my legs wide for him. One of his big hands moves up my body, to play with my tits. The other moves to my hair, and shoves it over one shoulder. I’m gasping for breath, and I look over my shoulder again just as the head of his cock is against the opening to my body. He’s looking deep into my eyes, and waiting for something. I nod, and his hips thrust forward impaling me with his manhood. I cry out with the force, and the girth of it.
He relaxes a little, and he closes his eyes. “Yea,” he sighs, then he leans forward and begins to kiss me. His lips trail over my shoulder, up my neck and cheek, to my lips. He licks my lips as his hips pound against my ass. He lifts me off the ground with his strong thighs and his deep thrusts. It’s fucking amazing. Amazing. I open my mouth, and suck in his tongue, just as his entire body begins to shake. He grabs my hips tight, and uses all the strength in his legs. I’m practically sitting on his thighs, and he’s so deep inside me it feels like he’s tickling my tonsils.
He’s massaging my g-spot. I’ve never had a man’s cock touch me there. I’ve had one or two women’s fingers find it, and of course I have a few toys designed to vibrate against it, but his cock is rubbing it and I’m going to lose it. I’m going to blow. Jesus, he’s going to make me come.
I hear the noises I’m making, but I can barely believe it’s me. I’m the one in control. I’m the one making women squirt. But here I am, losing my mind over a fucking prisoner. My muscles tighten around his big cock, and I feel myself gushing onto his thighs.
“Oh, yea, baby, come all over me.”
Damn. Just damn. I melt into his body, and his arms encircle my waist as he pushes against my stomach. He cries out loudly, and I feel his cock expanding inside me. Then he laughs, and his forehead rests against my shoulder.
“My legs are soaked.”
“I’m sorry,” I groan. My body trembles as he leaves little kisses over my neck and down my back.
“No, I like it,” he whispers against my skin. “I like it a lot.”
Next thing I know, he’s picking me up and carrying me to his cot. He’s huge and takes up most of it, so he lies on his back and pulls me onto his chest. It’s nice to be held like that, and the orgasm was fucking incredible. His chest is huge, and rock hard, but his skin is so warm.
I close my eyes. I literally feel like I’m floating. I feel my entire body relaxing.
Chapter Six
Tony
She’s falling asleep on my chest. She weighs a little more than nothing. She works out, and her muscled little body feels great against mine. Her skin is so damn soft. I completely wore her out, and I didn’t even last that long. I blew too fast, because I haven’t been with a woman in years.
I don’t even know her fucking name. I don’t know anything about her. What I do know, is that in the morning they’re going to take her, and I’m going to be alone, again.
I rub my fingers down her back. She shivers a little, but she doesn’t stir. I want her to wake up, so we can have sex again before they take her away from me. I rub over her skin again, and she raises her torso up and looks around, then her eyes find mine. They’re so green, and so pure, but her expression says something else. It’s like she’s searching for something.
“Are you sure you’re not a cop?” She has cop written all over her, even naked.
“Why do you keep asking me that? Are you afraid I’m going to arrest you on rape charges? Because I didn’t say no.” Her fingers find my nipples again, and it’s like an electric shock throughout my entire body. I can’t remember if anyone else has ever done that, and if they did, it didn’t feel like that. Goose bumps cover my arms, and I shiver against her. I assume she feels it because she smiles up at me. My cock twitches in response.
“I need you to do something for me,” I say.
“I’m not a cop,” she assures me.
“I don’t give a fuck. Now, turn around, because I need you to ride my big, hard cock.” Her eyes grow wide, and it’s a beautiful sight.
“Listen, if you have some anal fixation, you should hav
e asked for a guy.” She’s so sassy, and pretty. It’s adorable. I want to take her pretty mouth and make her gag on my cock again.
I push her hair out of her face, and grin at her. “Honey, you couldn’t take this cock up your cute little ass.” I reach down, and grab it, and she lets out a tiny squeal.
“You’re probably right,” she sighs, and turns gracefully. It shouldn’t be that easy for her to do, while balancing on top of my big body. But she has all of these long muscles, and perfect lines, and looks like a ballet dancer. She bends forward slightly, and sucks the head in just a little, getting it nice and wet. I inhale loudly through clenched teeth. I hear her pop it out of her mouth, and I hold my breath as she mounts me, and wiggles down onto my dick. She moans when she has all of me inside her.
“Damn, you feel good,” I sigh. She’s tight, and her little pussy contracts around me. But I know how to make her tighter. I spit on my fingers, and while she’s moving up, I shove two of them in her ass.
She lets out a sound, something like, “Ah!” and slams down on me, then begins to move hard and fast on my tool. She’s moving up and down, and back and forth, and I feel like my cock is touching every inch inside her. My free hand moves up and down her spine, over her hips. She’s so damn soft.
It’s the most incredible feeling. Her pussy is so good. That’s when I realize I’m not wearing a condom, and I’m about to blow my nuts inside her. “Fuck,” I groan, and pull her off me, just as I come all over her thighs. Well, she came all over me earlier, so she deserves it. I sit up, and since my fingers are still in her ass, I quickly fill her pussy with fingers from my other hand. “Are you gonna come for me?” I lick the small of her back, as my fingers find her g-spot. She’s moaning like crazy, her body shakes, and I feel her clamping down on my fingers.
“Oh, fuck, that’s good,” she cries out. Again, she squirts all over me when she comes. Twice in about an hour, that might be some kind of record.
“Turn around,” I demand. She does so easily. Her body isn’t only beautiful, it’s athletic. I bet she can fight. Her pupils are dilated, and she looks almost drunk when she turns toward me. “Kiss me.” She bends down toward me, and her lips are on mine. My hands are all over her, touching her and remembering the feel of her. I lick her lips and she spreads them, opening up for me automatically.
I want to savor this, because it might be the last chance I get.
Lani
He’s wearing me out, and it feels great. It also feels good to relinquish control and just do whatever he wants. He’s so fucking good, and Jesus he’s huge. I lay my head down on his chest, and he runs his fingers through my hair. If I close my eyes I can almost forget we’re in his prison cell, and I’m having sex with a prisoner.
Maybe that’s the reason he just came twice, or the reason he still feels hard against my stomach. Or why he’s being so affectionate.
This is so many different types of illegal. I’m a cop for Christ’s sake. I’ve already lied to him several times and told him I’m not. Maybe I should tell him. Hell, I don’t even know his name.
“I’m Lani, by the way,” I say, as I trace the tribal tattoo that covers his left shoulder and chest.
“I’m Roman,” he replies, in his beautiful baritone.
“Roman. I like it. It’s a nice, strong name.” I say it several times, but it doesn’t sound as good as it did on his lips.
“Tony Roman,” he says. I hear a bit of irritation in his voice.
“What’s wrong with Tony?”
“Antony,” he sighs loudly. I shrug. “Antony and Cleopatra?”
“I like it.” I feel my eyes closing again. I’m so tired. “What time is it?”
“I don’t know. Maybe midnight, one o’clock.” His fingers move from my hair to my cheek, then to my lips. “Are you ready to suck it again, Lani?”
“It all depends. Do you reciprocate?” I kiss his fingertips, and move slightly to look up at him.
“I would eat your pussy for the rest of the night, sexy. It might be the last taste of pussy I ever get.” That hurt my heart. I feel like he just punched me in the chest as hard as he could with those words. He’s totally crushing my life. “Get your ass up here and let me bury my face in it.”
Damn, man. How in the hell can a woman say no to that, even if she is getting her heart broken.
He easily flips me over onto the cot, and slides down my body. I have a feeling he’s kneeling on the cement floor, at the foot of the bed. He grabs my thighs and jerks my ass to the end of it. He isn’t gentle when he inhales my essence. His tongue invades my body, as do his fingers again. He’s got them knuckle deep in my ass, and it feels so fantastic. Then he starts shoving in and out, and makes sure it’s wet.
“I could let you do that all day, every day. I could beg you to do that.” I’m shaking my head back and forth, and grabbing at his blanket. I’m shocked when he easily flips me over onto my stomach. As if I weigh nothing, he stands and lifts me off the bed. My face is against his hard cock, and his face is again buried in my V. His arms are wrapped tight around my waist, holding me still and as close as possible. I suck as much of it into my mouth as I can, and his fingers are again deep inside my ass. My hands are braced on his thighs.
I’m shaking, but he’s still got a firm grip on me. He is so freakin’ strong. His muscles aren’t just for show. And he enjoys eating pussy. He might be the perfect man, you know, if he wasn’t in prison. Of course, that’s my luck.
I’m trying really hard to suck him off and make him come, but damn he just came twice. I come quickly, and he feels it and murmurs something against my pussy. Just when I think I can’t take any more, that I might suffocate from all that cock, he finally comes in my mouth. It feels like it might be half a cup of salty sperm going down my throat. He must have been saving up. I pull off, and pant for breath.
“Your pussy tastes incredible.” He gently lays me back on the cot, and I close my eyes, relax, and breathe deeply.
“You may be the best fuck ever.” I smile, but I still don’t look up. I try to scoot over to give him some room, but the cot’s barely big enough for me. He sits at the foot of the bed, and places my feet in his lap and his head against the wall. He gently rubs my feet. “Aren’t you tired?”
“I am wide awake until you leave this cell. You’re going to be the last person I see, the last person I touch. I want to enjoy every moment of it while I can.” I keep my eyes tightly closed, and I just enjoy the feel of his touch. They could take me at any moment. I sigh loudly, then crawl into his lap. He holds me like a child. I don’t want to let go, and I don’t want him to let me go.
Tony
I let her rest for about an hour, watching her sleep. But it’s not enough, I need to be inside her. So I wake her up with kisses on her face. “Face me, baby, and take it again.”
“I’m sore, and I’m tired,” she complains, but she rolls toward me and puts her bottom on my thighs.
“I am too, baby. But I want to be inside you honey. I want to be inside you when they tear you out of my arms.” She looks so damn young, and sleepy. She spreads her legs, and takes me in her hands to aim it, and even her gentle touch hurts a little. Then her velvety softness surrounds me, holding me, sheltering me. She rests her cheek against my shoulder, and kisses my neck.
I rub her skin gently, over her back and her shoulders. I want to be buried inside her for the rest of my life, which probably won’t be that long.
Chapter Seven
Lani
“Vaden, stand up, turn around, and put your hands behind your back.” I believe the voice is Hughes. I’m in Tony’s arms, cradled like a baby. I’m not sure how many times we had sex last night. I remember when he woke me up, and I faced him and took him inside me. He was satisfied with that for a few moments, until he grabbed my tits and started pinching my nipples. I think we did it three or four more times, I’m not sure. I’m going to be sore for a long time.
Hughes gathering me is almost a blessing. Bu
t Tony holds me a little tighter when I try to move. “One last kiss,” he whispers against my cheek. I turn toward him, and study him. I wish I’d asked him the story behind the tattoos, and the scars I discovered the more I looked at and touched him.
I touch his tan skin, his soft beard, and his even softer lips. I see the gray in his beard and hair now, and the lines around his eyes. I smile at him weakly, then, I kiss him gently, and move off his lap.
“No,” he complains, but as I dress he doesn’t try to stop me. When I’m clothed, I turn to look at him. His hands are on his knees, and he looks like he might spring into action at any moment. Instead, he simply says, “Thanks.”
I walk backward toward Hughes with my hands to her. “For what?”
“For the most amazing memories of human contact.” His words are so sad, but he actually sounds happy. I smile at him, because I know what he means. Although he might not be the last person I have sex with, I’ll definitely remember him as the best.
“Put on the blindfold and gag,” Hughes orders me. They’re on the floor right beside me. I pick them up, and stare at him as I put them on. Although we only had one night together, I’ll be able to picture him in my imagination for a very long time. She places the handcuffs on my wrists, and the door opens just enough for me to fit through. They close it quickly, and lead me through cold hallways that smell like bleach.
I think I understand what happened to my sister now. As I’m shoved into the back of the car, I think I know. Addy wouldn’t have given in as easily as I did. She had a boyfriend who she was totally in love with and committed to. She was in a situation that she couldn’t understand or control. She was used to having her way about everything. And then these people probably took her and put her in a cell with a man whom she’d just watch kill another human being. She was probably hysterical. By the time they had her blindfolded she was probably melting down, losing her mind. They probably don’t like spoiled little rich girls who don’t go along with their orderly, organized rape scenario.
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