The Crime of Seduction

by Nadine LaForet

  Alex watched as the woman scooted back on Heath’s legs and began to fidget with his pants. Alex was spellbound as she pulled Heath’s cock out of his pants and began to stroke it with her hands. Alex pictured the vein that popped out on the side of his penis when he was excited. She could practically feel how big his dick was in the girl’s hands, how hot it got when he was turned on, how he liked to have the head of his cock teased and softly stroked.

  Does that slut know what he likes?

  Alex saw her grab something from the dash and put it to her mouth. She recognized the motion—the tearing open of the condom packet and spitting the little foil bit out before unrolling the condom. Alex watched as the girl rolled it on to Heath’s giant, hard cock.

  Next the girl got up on her knees, straddled Heath, and lifted her skirt. Her short, plaid, pleated skirt. It’s the slutty waitress! Alex gasped.

  She couldn’t see the girl’s hands, but she saw Heath’s as they grabbed the girl’s ass. Alex could tell the two of them were maneuvering to get his hot dick into the girl. She probably has no trouble slipping his huge hard-on into her loose pussy. It’s obvious she is used to fucking guys in cars, Alex thought bitterly.

  Alex watched as the girl slid up and down on Heath’s shaft and imagined how it felt. She remembered how once he was inside her he would grow even harder and bigger, filling her to the point where she felt like she would split. And how good that felt.

  As she watched them fucking in the front seat she pushed herself against the truck’s front fender. She couldn’t help herself: watching them and remembering how good Heath’s dick felt in her made her horny. She couldn’t pull herself away even though it made her feel dirty.

  She saw Heath’s hands in the girl’s hair, as he pulled her head back, ran his tongue down her neck, to her chest. Alex watched as his hands moved over the front of the girl’s shirt, Paddy’s in gold letters on the front.

  The girl pulled the neck of her shirt down and Alex saw the white of her breasts in the faint light as Heath bent to suck on her nipples, pulling them not so gently—like he had done to her. The girl swung her head to one side, her long hair flipping to the other, and Alex couldn’t see their faces anymore. The windows began to steam up and it was harder for her to see anything. Then she heard a slight hum as the backseat window rolled down a little. She could hear them now.

  She was so tuned in to their intimate experience it was as if she could hear their breath getting heavier and faster. She could hear the guttural noises slip from Heath’s full red lips. As the slut girl continued to ride him Alex thought she could hear the slapping of her ass against Heath’s thighs, hear their juices as they mingled and made slick, slurping noises.

  Alex moved her hand down to her crotch. Her jeans felt warm between her legs as she used her hand to apply pressure to her mons. She moved rhythmically as the moans from the cab of the BMW got louder and faster.

  She saw Heath grab the girl’s hair so hard it pulled her head back again. He leaned in toward her and bit her neck, which muffled his cry as he came. Alex saw him shudder and as he came his hips convulsed so strongly that he pushed the girl up and she had to throw her arms up so her head didn’t bang into the roof of his car.

  Alex heard him exhale loudly and the interior light come on in the car as he opened the door. She heard the girl cry, “No, wait, I’m not done yet!” and Heath gruffly reply, “But I am,” as he pulled her unceremoniously off his lap. He set her outside the car, her skirt still bunched up over her hips.

  As soon as Heath opened the door Alex was jolted out of her voyeuristic fantasy and she ducked down behind the side of the truck, afraid she would be seen. Heath unfolded himself from the driver’s seat and held his pants up as he walked to the front of his car. He pulled the condom off of his spent cock, tossed it in the bushes in front of his car, and peed.

  Meanwhile, the girl stood next to the open car door and pulled down her skirt. She maneuvered her ample tits back into her bra and smoothed her hair down. Heath finished his piss and zipped up his jeans. As he adjusted himself he turned towards the girl, leaned forward, and kissed her on the forehead. “Thanks, baby,” he said as he walked past her and got into his car.

  Ugh. “Thanks, Baby.” What had once sounded so sweet now sounded cheap, dismissive, and made her feel ill. I can’t believe I fell for his crap.

  For a split second Alex felt bad for the waitress. She hid in front of the truck as the disheveled girl walked by, tying her apron on and walking into the bar. Alex watched Heath drive away before she walked back to her car and got in.

  Wow. What an asshole he is! He walked out on me, and minutes later he is fucking some slutty waitress in his car. And I stood there and watched it go down. Well, her go down...on that cock. Fuck, he has the hottest cock…it’s so big, I mean, I could see it from that far away. I bet that little whore won’t be able to walk tomorrow.

  Alex tucked her hand between her thighs as she thought about Heath and the girl in his truck and how she hid and watched them. She felt herself responding again to the image of them fucking in the car, Heath’s hand on the girl’s ass, her riding him. Alex moved her hand against her warm crotch and swollen vulva.

  That was so wrong but so hot, watching them in the parking lot. I was probably just as close to cumming as she was.

  Alex closed her eyes, and leaned her head back on the headrest as she imagined what it was like to feel Heath’s hard-on against her stomach as they kissed that first night on his balcony. As she recalled the heavy heat of his hands on her waist—how they slid down to her ass, how he had lifted her dress to expose her lace panties—she rubbed herself harder.

  She could still feel his full lips on her neck, his warm breath in her ear, telling her how sexy she was and how she turned him on, as if the pressure of his hard penis against her stomach wasn’t already letting her know how he felt.

  Alex moved to unbutton her jeans just as a large group left the bar, yelling at one another, “Oh yeah! Like you are fit to drive! I bet you get pulled over before I do, dumb-ass!”

  Their outburst was followed by laughing and more heckling—goodbyes shouted across the parking lot and breaking up Alex’s personal party of one.

  Aww fuck, what am I doing? Jesus Christ. Jack off in the parking lot much?

  She pulled her hands out of her crotch, took a deep breath, and started the car. As she waited for the drunk group to get in their cars and on their way ahead of her she dug her phone out of her bag and plugged it into the charger. The clock on the screen showed it was after 11:00. There were also two texts from Cody Patrick. At 10:30 he sent:

  sorry i missed ur call - busy night at work

  and then, at 10:52:

  guess you are down for the count. hit me up tomorrow.

  On an impulse, Alex texted back:

  hey. i’m up. u?

  Instantly her phone pinged with a response:

  writing paper now.

  paper?

  reports

  oh.

  what r u doing?

  coming to see u.

  when?

  now - b there in 5.

  * * *

  14

  Chapter Fourteen

  Alex snapped on her seatbelt and pulled out of the parking lot. The police department was not even a mile away from the bar, just on the outskirts of downtown, next to the city corp yard. She parked next to the police station on the street, checked her hair in the rear view mirror, grabbed a mint from the tin in the console, and applied her coconut lip balm—for soft, sweet lips.

  i’m out front

  k. be right there

  Cody strode out of the lobby, scanning the parking lot as he jogged down the front steps. Alex was standing off to the side, in the shadows, and she could tell Cody didn’t see her right away. He looked amazing in his uniform. She never understood it when women said they had a thing for a man in uniform until she met Cody. He was different in his blues—he seemed taller, prouder, cockier.
He was on alert and looking for her when she whispered, “Pssst, hey Copper, I’m over here!” Cody smiled and turned toward her. He stood still and Alex took a step out of the shadows. She put her hand out to him, beckoning him towards her.

  “Hey you,” he said, smiling as he took her hand and let her pull him close.

  “Hey.” Alex looked into Cody’s eyes, surprised at herself for being so bold.

  “What are you doing out so late on a school night?” he asked.

  “Teasing you.” Alex let go of Cody’s hand and grabbed his crotch, squeezed once and let go.

  “Mmmm....you know I get off work in a couple of hours.”

  “Really?” she whispered in his ear. “You think it will take you a couple of hours to get off?” She snuggled up to him, wedging her left leg in between his legs—happy to feel that he was responding to her advances.

  “What has gotten into you tonight?” he asked, laughing.

  “Nothing, that’s the problem.”

  “Wow, aren’t you a little vixen tonight,” he said, taking her head in his hands and leaning down to kiss her. His lips touched hers gently at first, then he slowly ran his tongue across her lips and as her lips parted slightly he slipped his tongue into her mouth more insistently. He held her head tightly toward his and kissed her deeply. She tried to pull away—a belated effort at playing hard to get—but he held her close, slowly drawing his tongue out of her mouth and licking her lips again.

  “Can you leave early?” she asked.

  “It is a little slow,” he said, trailing his hands down each side of her face, across her shoulders and arms, taking her hands in his. “Give me a minute...I’ll see what I can do.” He squeezed her hands and then let them go. “Don’t go anywhere. I’ll be right back.”

  Alex watched Cody as he strode back to the stairs and took them two at a time. His uniform pants were snug and she could clearly make out the firm roundness of his ass and his big strong thighs. She wiped her mouth, juicy from their kiss and felt herself warm and full of an intense sexual yearning after all of the night’s events. She was equally shocked that she was there—in the police department parking lot seducing an on-duty officer—and exquisitely excited by the prospect of a fully sober sexual experience with Cody.

  “Where’d you go?” Cody asked, breaking her out of her reverie. Alex blushed, embarrassed that she hadn’t even seen him come up to her. “Stealthy,” she said, raising her eyebrows.

  “You like stealthy?” he asked. Alex nodded, feeling adventurous. “Then come with me...”

  “Stealthy and subtle, you are the complete package!” she said, laughing.

  “You said ‘package,’” Cody said, laughing now too. “Give me your hand, but you have to be quiet.”

  “Quiet? I can be quiet, like I am hunting wabbits,” Alex said as Cody led her around the dark side of the building and towards the chain link fence separating the police parking lot from the city corporation yard where garbage trucks and city cars needing repair were stored. “Where are—”

  “Shhh!” Cody snapped. “I told you to be quiet!” Alex was startled by the tone of his voice and worried for a second, until she saw that he had turned back to her with a smile on his face and his finger held up to his lips.

  He showed her a small hole in the fence and pulled it up and held it open for her. She was able to duck down and pass through it with little effort. She had never been to the corp yard before and it was very dark at night with only a lamppost here and there—half of them had burned out lights.

  Cody pulled her further into the dark and around a corner to what looked like a parking lot. He stopped, turning around and pulling her into him. This time he was not shy and as he tugged her closer to him he put one strong hand on her ass and grabbed her hard, making sure she could feel his hard dick next to her thigh. With his left hand he held her jaw and kissed her, hard. She resisted at first, but found that his strength turned her on, and when she resisted he held her tighter and she liked it. She reached down and grabbed his hard-on. She squeezed him and moved her hand down to his crotch and grabbed his balls. Cody took a sharp breath. “Do you like it rough?”

  Alex shrugged. “I like this.”

  Cody let go of her face and grabbed her ass hard again, this time with both hands and with such strength she was lifted off the ground. She wrapped her arms around his neck and jumped up, gripping her legs around his waist. He walked forward until they bumped into something. Cody leaned into Alex and she realized she was sitting on the hood of an old Crown Vic from the Scottsville Police Department.

  She moved to scoot backwards, but instead Cody pulled her hands together in front of her and slid her off the hood. He let her hands go, put his hands on her hips and began to unbutton her jeans. As he pulled her pants down she felt a wave of cool air hit her bare skin and she shivered. Cody pulled her jeans down to her ankles and then began to slide his tongue along her naked legs and worked his way up from her ankles to her knees to the inside of her thighs. He stopped there and looked up at Alex.

  She had her eyes closed and was enjoying the sensation of his tongue on her flesh. When he stopped, she moaned. He smiled, closed his eyes, and began to suck on her clit through her panties. She thrust her hips towards his head and as she did, he reached up behind her and grabbed her ass—hard. She put her hands on his head and grabbed his hair. Cody let go of her and stood up. Alex could see Cody’s erection straining against his jeans and she reached for his waist—wanting to unbuckle his belt, unbutton his jeans, and get her hands on him, but he pulled her arms away. “No,” he said. “I’m not done with you.” His voice was deep and he was talking quietly, which only intensified Alex’s desire for him.

  He lifter her up again, slid her to the front of the car’s hood, and pushed her legs apart with his forearms, his thumbs on the inside crease of her hips, his fingers pressing her upper thigh down onto the car. He leaned forward and as he gently kissed her left thigh, his left thumb pulled her panties to the side and held them there. Alex felt a jolt of intensity like she had never felt before when Cody’s tongue finally made skin to skin contact with her swollen, juicy pussy. She squirmed under his touch and thought for a moment she would cum right then and there.

  She arched her back, thrusting her clit upwards into his face and he shoved his tongue into her, covering his mouth with her juices. He moaned as she began rocking her hips into him, her hands behind her now, propping her up as she continued to arch her back and thrust her hips into his face, his tongue flicking in and out of her soaking wet pussy.

  “Oh my God,” she whispered, out of breath. “Oh. My. Fucking. God.” Alex came with a sudden uncontrollable jerk that nearly knocked Cody off his feet, but he held on to her hip with his right hand and her panties with his left, not relenting the movement of his tongue against her throbbing clit even as she cried out in pleasure.

  Alex’s body continued to tremble as Cody stood up and began to unbutton his jeans. Alex watched with pleasure as Cody’s hard penis was released from its tight quarters. She could see the shiny head of his cock as it poked out of the fly of his boxers. Alex wanted Cody’s dick in her so badly. Cody pulled her closer to the edge of the hood of the car and pulled her underwear off. Her pussy was soaking wet as Cody put his warm hand against her cunt and rubbed her with her own lubrication. Alex was not ashamed to be dripping wet, and as Cody reached into his back pocket and pulled out a condom she shivered with anticipation.

  He tore the wrapper open and unrolled the condom on himself. Instead of pulling her onto him he pulled her off the hood of the car and turned her around, bending her over the hood. She could feel his hot breath on her neck as he leaned over her and bit her neck. “Do you like this?” he whispered, his voice thick and husky.

  “Oh God, yes,” she said.

  “I want to fuck you, Alex.”

  “I want you to fuck me, Cody.”

  She felt the tip of Cody’s penis between her thighs pushing toward her slippery, drippi
ng pussy. She took a step with one foot and widened her stance. She arched her back, bringing her ass up in the air and Cody grabbed her hips and pulled her onto his shaft.

  Alex moaned as she was filled with his big, thick cock. Cody slowly drew himself out and then slid his cock back into her, slowly torturing her. Alex tried to reach back to grab him and thrust him deeper but he backed up and let himself come out of her.

  “What are you doing? Don’t stop,” Alex hissed.

  “I love your ass, Alex,” Cody said, running his big, warm hand over her butt, up along her side, and resting it on her right shoulder.

  “Do you want me?” he asked as his left hand grabbed her left ass cheek, and he put the tip of his cock in her pussy.

  “God, yes...”Alex moaned. She was so heated up by Cody her juices were dripping down her legs and she was desperate to have him inside her.

  He pushed the head of his dick against her gently as she arched her back, pushing her ass back up against him.

  Cody stood up and held her hips, rubbing her juices all around her pussy as he gently easing his dick back into her. Cody reached his right hand around to rub her clit and slowly slide the rest of his cock into her hot pussy. She felt fuller than she ever had before, and it seemed like she got even wetter than she already was when she heard Cody moan in her ear.