Busted: introducing...

[femmefatal]

OOC: This is a first for me, I know it is long, I have a tendency to babble, please bear with me, thanks. I want to introduce this character named, andie...please feel free to join, but i ask for one small favor, the role of Officer Hagrick be reserved for the passion of my life, and the one who captured my heart...my real life fiance, trippysin thank you...hope you enjoy...



I had my time...it's been months. I've been able to walk the streets freely, i got a job; followed the rules...just had broken too many in the past to get out of this without any time, I knew that before I got busted. I was lucky they let me walk while waiting the trial and sentencing...so it paid to have old family connections from time to time.
When i got up in the morning, i decided to eat breakfast, something i dont usually enjoy...this morning though, just the thought of salty bacon on my taste buds made my mouth water. I indulged, slowly...but my time was growing short. i looked at the living room clock, i had 2 hours before i had to be at the jail to start my sentence. Thoughts of fleeing filled my head..possible places i could run. i pondered who would help me, and who...this time...would turn their backs on me as so many have done in my past. i decided to bathe...this would relax me, and probably be the last time for awhile that i will get to indulge in one of my favorite activities.
I decide to go all out; I put the stereo on...i choose radio, i like the element of surprise. i grab the candles i made, i notice my supply is getting low, my mind gets lost in the past again as i remember the last time i made candles...god, that was the best ski i had seen in awhile, i was so full of energy. Candice was, too. She was so hot when she would get fired up, it would make her incrediably wet. I loved the taste of her...i made a trail of hot wax down her body that night..i blew on it to cool it more quickly, my hot trail of wax that lead me right to those tender lips and sweet juices. That was the last time i saw her...she made off with 1/2 a gram and 50 bucks, i probably won't see her for awhile, not if she has anything to do with it anyway, bitch! That jolts me back into the realiazation that i have my own plans to attend to...
i pull my tee shirt over my head, and slide my white cotton panties to the floor. I stand before my full length mirror;
i arch my back to appear more attractive to myself. this puts my size b tits out a little further so they can possibly pass for c's, or at least a b and a half, i laugh at myself. I have held up decently to have put my body through as much abuse, with drugs...and some pain management, as i liked to call it. i was lucky to have recieved my mothers green eyes, and my fathers auburn hair...niether of which my sisters got! For 27, and 15 years of drugs, i had perky tits, a tight ass, and an attitude that preceeded even my looks. I grab my candles, towel, and oil and head for the bathroom. I start with the hot, then slowly bleed the cold into it, as the pipes get warmer. I slide my feet in the filling tub, and can already feel the realaxation moving to my shoulders. I pour the oil, immidiatly taking pleasure in the scent of soft herbs and sweet spices that filled the heavy air in the small bathroom. I eased my body into the tub, paying attention to the warm feeling that was starting to pour into every crevice of my body. i lay my head back and close my eyes. That night starts to play in my head, as its done for the last seven months...i had been without blow for 29 hours, the first 16 were ok, cause i needed the sleep, but i was starting to get that agitated feeling, that out of control thirst that begs to be quenched. I had exausted all my usual posts... i owed most, and no longer had the fringe benefit of a drug front account. I used Smitty as a last resort, the horny prick..u could always suck him off for some blow. I found myself in front of his apartment complex, starting up the stairs, i counted, like i always did, imagining each step i get further and further away from myself. I knock on his apartment door and as he opens it, i put on my fake smile and wrap my arms around his neck. (looking back on it now, was the blow really worth all that?) He smells of jack daniels, i've never known him to smell any other way. He makes a few snide remarks about how i only come buy when i'm down and out as he shoves his tounge down my throat, 'it doesnt seem to bother you jackass!' i think to myself. He takes my arm and holds my hand against his already hard cock. Thank god he takes his liquor drenched mouth off of mine. He starts to tell me of all the candy he has supplied in his house, and suddenly the cock in my hand starts to get more appealing. He pulls a cath out from the desk drawer, i wonder if it's one i left, sicko...he pulls it tightly around my arm, as he jams his tounge down my throat again. He reaches back in the desk drawer and pulls out a needle, its set to go and my vains arent far behind. He injects it and within seconds i feel my head start to swim...this was so much better than blow, i think to myself, and my grattitude torward him shows itself in a kiss that i initiate. He says " your welcome" as he shoves his hand in my crotch. It's time to pay, and im still broke. He pushes me down on the floor, and pulls his 5 inch cock out...shooving it into my mouth. The aroma of this man always made me gag at first, how often did he bathe anyway? there i was when the police busted through the door, down on my knees, sucking this white trashes cock! What a sight that must have been! One to send home to mom...
I had run from them for a long time, i was good at keeping undercover, but that damn smitty...shoulda known they would b watching him.


I forced my mind to go to different thoughts...I will have plenty of time for these thoughts later... I think of the cop that took me to the jail, he had the sexiest lips. I wanted to lean forward and just lightly suck his lower lip into my mouth. This thought made me sink lower in the water, feeling my own hot juices fill my pussy. He had such a friendly attitude, he didn't care what i had done in my past, though he got a good shot of what i could do on my knees...
I imagined him being large, you could just tell that about some men. My pussy swelling more by the second. My hand slides down my stomach, reaching the top of my slit, i slow down. I seperate my lips and feel my clit stand erect, wanting some attention of its own. I push my index finger over it and grind my hips into my finger. i slide my fingers back and slip one into my hole quickly. I slide myself back down in the water and press again on my clit. My other hand slides under my leg, playing with my asshole, i rub my clit faster. I slide a finger into my ass, and feel an aching pulse shoot through my cunt, deep im my hole. i slide the finger deeper in my ass and my finger staggers back and forth over top of my clit getting faster and faster as my hips start grinding in rhythem to my hands. I slip a second finger into my ass, and this causes the ache to tremble, and start to erupt. I raise my hips in the air as cum shoots outta my throbbing pussy into the splashing water.

I relax in the water, feeling drained. I think about the time i have to do...I wonder what will come of me...what will it be like to have to have a cell mate?...to have guards watching over my every move?...i wonder if i'll ever see that handsome cop...Officer Hagrick (as his nameplate stated) with the ediable lips....

 

[FeatherLight]

Candice

ooc: hope you don't mind me dropping by...

bic:

I tap the fifty bucks in my hand against my tight leather skirt. I shouldn't have taken it, but I was hard up for the cash and in dire need of a hit.

But that was a while ago. I'm determined to clean myself up, keep away from the drugs. It's hard.. that I already know, as I'm shaking as I stand outside her door. She probably hates me.. now that I'd blame her. I was a regular bitch... and not only for having taken her money.

I draw up my courage as best I can, before knocking on the door quickly. My first impulse screams to slip the fifty under the door and run, but.... ah, fuck it. I shift my weight uncomfortably as I wait.

 

[Trippy Sin]

OOC: I love you sweetheart…~Trippy~



BIC:

…I put the receiver back on the hook. “Cunt,” I think to myself. I can’t believe she would do this to me again. First she fucks my best friend and then she uses the spare key to my apartment, that I gave her, to come into my pad and steal my fucking rug. Makes me wonder which one of us was really taking it up the ass. Fuck it. She will be easy to forget. Lying on my couch looking up at the ceiling. I stare at that big brown water spot. Hmm…”I need a drink.” I reach down beside the couch and grab a bottle of southern comfort. I twist the cap off. I turn the bottle upside down and swallow the last few drinks. “Well, time to get my ass ready for work.” I sit up and roll off of the couch. I walk back to my bedroom. I grab the cleanest pair of pants off of my floor and slip into them. I look in my closet for a clean shirt. “Wow…should I wear the black one or the white one,” I ask out loud. I take the white shirt off the hanger and put it on. I slip into my boots and grab my weapon and holster. Looking in the mirror, while strapping my heater on, I wonder to myself…”how in the fuck did you become what you have become?” no one in high school thought I would ever make it this far. Andrew “Stoney” Hagrick…Voted most likely to be incarcerated for life. To hell with them. I grab my coat and slip it on. I check my inside pocket for my badge. Satisfied I look at the clock. “Fuck!” I got 30 minutes to be at the county lock up. I rush out the door grabbing my keys on the way out. I hop in my truck and head across town to the county department of corrections facility…
Pulling up to the front gate, I flash my badge and get waved through. I find a place to park and sit there in my truck thinking to myself. I start talking out loud. “Do you think she will show up?” I frown, “would you show up?” I shake my head, “nah, I would already be in Mexico looking for a plane ride to Amsterdam.” I shut the engine of and step out of the vehicle. I walk up to the door labeled “authorized personal only”. I push the button and am buzzed in. Opening the door, I step across the threshold. I am greeted by the warden, a very mean looking bitch she is.
“You must be Detective Hagrick, my name is Jillian Shepherd. I am the warden here,” she says as she extends her hand. I take her hand a shake it. She has a very manly hand shake. I release her hand. “So where is she,” I ask. “What do you mean where is she? Didn’t you get the message that you were supposed to go pick her up and transport her here?”
“Fucking great,” I think to myself. I look Shepherd in the eye, “I will be back in about an hour or so.” I walk out the door and hop back in my truck. I start it up. “Humm…transportation, this could be fun,” I think to myself as I check the glove box for leg shackles. I doubt I will need them. She doesn’t look like the type that would be too hard to restrain, and I seriously doubt she will try to run. I put the truck into drive and pull out of the parking lot.
After flying back across town I pull up in front of her house…

 

[femmefatal]

*andie*

Who the fuck is bothering me? Why when i am in the middle of my bath, do people always call or knock. I jump out of the bath and grab my towel, checking out the clock; i'm running out of time. They are sending someone to pick me up...that's a fringe benefit of dad being the retired chief, but this was a little early.
I swing open the door, my heart skips a beat. I swallow hard...it is her. I didnt prepare for this moment, i didn't expect it to happen so soon. All the anger that I've had torward her slowly starts to melt into forgivness as i look into her eyes..the $50 in her extended hand doesn't hurt either...

 

[Trippy Sin]

I see her standing there talking to a female, a very attractive one at that. I take a cigarette and stick it between my lips. I light it up as I watch the two attractive ladies. Taking a slow long draw off of it, I begin thinking of the first time I saw Andie Reicher. A very awkward moment. Just a case of being in the wrong place at the wrong time. We have been watching that loser Smitty for a little over a year now. Sitting and waiting to make our move. Waiting for the desk jockeys to come over the radio, letting us no when to take him down. Then finally one day they finally decided that they had everything they needed to bust him. So they threw the warrant on the judges desk, had it signed and sent me and Murphy up the steps and to his front door…
I pulled my gun out and looked at Murphy, “ready when you are.” Murphy nods and chambers a round, “what time is it?” I look at my watch, “ quarter till,” I whisper.
“So what do we do about the girl,” I asked Murphy. “Not too sure yet, man. I just hope she is still alive.” “Ya me too,” I say in my head. “ Check the door to see if it is unlocked,” Murphy order. I try to turn the knob; it won’t budge, “locked.” “That’s ok Rew, I got a key,” Murphy says ass he shifts his weight to one leg and lifts his other. WHAM! We throws his foot, heel centered on the deadbolt, right at the door sending it flying open. We rush in, guns in Smitty’s face. And there she was, looking at her. So sad. Such beauty…drawn to this narc-peddling-shit-bag. “Is it all really worth,” I think to myself, wanting to ask it out loud…
I take one last draw off my cigarette before I flick it out the window. I shut the engine off and step out of the truck. I walk up to the front door where Andie and her beautiful lady friend are standing. “Ahem… Hello Miss Reicher, I am Detective Hagrick. I am your ride.” I smile, realizing that a smile may not be quite appropriate; I quickly remove it from my face, “are you ready?”

 

[femmefatal]

*andie*

There was so much to take in. Candice telling me she's going straight, i've heard it before, and shes heard it of me. God, why couldn't she have been an hour earlier? I could have set off with her and we'd be well on our way to Florida. I know that's where Candice would have wanted to go, she had a long lost brother down there, and she loved the beach. She was wearing a short tight leather skirt and a white tank that looked as if it were made to rest her tits. I loved the way her nipples would rise against my lips, almost seperating them on their own. I was in my towel and getting more wet. I was telling Candice about the bust and the time i was getting ready to pull when i am interrupted by a deep voice, "...i am your ride, are u ready?" startled i jump a little...quickly realizing it is sexylips, i struggle to regain composure.
"Well, I probably need to put some clothes on for the day i am due to walk the streets again, ya think? I would hate to get arrested again the very day i get set free" I recieved a chuckle from both of them, and decide to invite them both in.
Did he say 'detective' at the door?, i was wondering as i entered the hallway toward my bedroom. Some paper pushin donut eating cop was easy to play with, but detective...hummm. Just looking at him made me want him, candice does that for me too..and they were both in my living room...

 

[Trippy Sin]

*Hagrick*

I move across the living room and take a sit on the couch. A very comfortable couch, a lot better than the one I am so used to passing out on at home. Thinking I could use a drink, I pull out a pack of Marlboro. I look to Andie, “do you mind?” I pull one out and light it up. I eye Andie, looking her up and down. She looks so much like Samantha. Her great legs, firm breast, sexy mouth, and the most gorgeous eyes I have ever seen. Wonder if she is as big of a bitch as Samantha is. I doubt that, that is physically possible…
…*Ring*…*ring*…*ring*…
“Hello?”
“Hey Rew, it’s me Murphy. Me and the guys are down at the bar celebrating the bust. Will told me to call you and see if you wanted to come down and hang out with us for awhile.”
“I don’t know if I can,” I look at Samantha sitting in the chair watching television.
“Come on man, Lt. Meyers is buying for everyone.”
“Okay man, give me about 30 minutes. I still have to get dressed and come up with something to tell Sam.”
“You think she will get pissed,” asks Murphy.
“I will tell her I am coming in to work a few extra hours.”
“You and her aren’t still getting married are ya?”
“I will see you in forty Murph.”
*Click*…
…”What do you mean you have to go in to work tonight!?! This is supposed to be your night off. We are supposed to start planning the wedding. You cant fucking go to work tonight.”
“Well, I have to go to work, it isn’t like I can call them and tell them that my fiancé is having a problem deciding which fucking fork she wants on the dinner tables at our wedding, so all the crime in the city is gonna have to come to a halt, because I have to stay home and help her,” I say, with a sarcastic sneer, while button my shirt and grabbing my truck keys.
“Well you know what!?! Fuck you! Get the fuck out of here and don’t even think about coming back,” she yells as she throws my coat at me.
I shoot at a glance at her, “this is my house, woman,” in a clam voice, “I will be back, to my house, in a few hours.” As I walk out the door I hear her yelling, “I wont be here when you get back! I’m going back to stay with my mother!” I shrug and jump in the truck.
About 37 minutes, later I pull up in front of the bar. I get out and walk up to the door. I open it up and step inside, looking around. The music is really loud and the bar is full of smoke. I see my party sitting at a table in the far corner of the room. I glide across the bar towards them. Murphy meets me half way with two bourbon and cokes in his hands.
“Here’s to Smitty,” he says as he hands me one of the drinks…
I come back from my thought. I put my cigarette out. I find Andie looking at me. With those beautiful eyes. I think to myself, “I hope she didn’t notice I was starring.” I tend to do that from time to time when I zone out like that. I look at her standing there. Wearing nothing but a scrawny towel. To pretty to be in the predicament that she is in. “don’t get to close to her Andrew. Remember your job,” the voice in my head says. The voice I so often ignore. Just looking at her, I feel myself getting warmer. I see her smiling at me; I smile back to her. I put my hand in my pocket to grab my cigarettes, glancing down as I do so. Noticing the bulge in my thin khakis, I cross my legs, hopping that she did not. I pull out a cigarette and light it up, hoping it will help me concentrate on my work, and not my desires…not helping so far.
“so,” I say, “would you like to go get something to eat before I have to take you there?”

 

[femmefatal]

*andie*

O O C... baby, it's you and i, which is a perfect introduction to this...I love you, and the fact that we can explore so much TOGETHER(as it should be!!!) I can't wait to be your wife, and i promise to do my best to always keep this love alive...

BIC:
He wants to have lunch before I go to my cell? A last meal? stange...then I think of how he saw me on my knees, how I keep catching him staring. What could a detective want with me? information? ...could be a fun game none the less, and i may even recieve an orgasim or two.
I ask if it would be aloud that Candice and i go to my bedroom for a moment alone, and i will get ready to leave. The batting of my eyes musta helped, but he wanted to inspect the room first. The three of us moved down the narrow hallway toward my bedroom and the possibilties of the three of us in my bedroom bring a sly grin to my face. Not today, though...probably not ever. Detective Hagrick strolls casually in bedroom as if he'd been there before. He moves immidiatly to my bedside table and opens drawers, he see's who i call 'the eager beaver', and smiles as he closes the drawer. He looks at me.."want me to bring it to lunch?", I ask with my eyebrows raised. He chuckles. After throughly poking around my room, paying particuler attention to the area around my bed, he decides my room is free of weapons and retires to the living room again.

Once alone with Candice, I embrass her. Strange she is the one who is here as i am about to leave. It was always the other way around. I wanted her, but there was no time...it was probably best that way.

"I will write you, and come to visit when I can." she says sympathetically.
I can't stand sympathy.
I hold her face, her eyes look sad. I lean forward and lightly rest my lips on hers. Not removing my lips from hers, I whisper, "I will be okay, take care of you and I will see you soon." I push my lips deeper onto hers, closing my eyes tighter, I swallow hard and bite back the tears. Her teeth grab my bottom lip, tugging at it as she pulls away from me. She brushes her hand down the side of my face, and walks away.

I hear her use her candylike voice as she tells sexylips goodbye, and it forces a chuckle out of me. I pick an old pair of Levi's and my favorite white button down shirt. I didn't feel much like eating, I had eaten breakfast which I don't usually do, and my stomach was feeling unsettled. I grabbed my already packed bowl outta the pledge can, and took a few hits as i put on my boots. Nothing like a bowl to ease an upset stomach, with the extra relaxation factor added. Today, I needed that.

As we get into his truck, I notice all the care he gives it. There are ciggerette packs, soda can bottles, fast food wrappers, even some cheesedip that I think he may have been using for a rogain expirament...covering his floorboard. "Nice", I say plucking an old McDonalds bag off my seat. "No woman, huh?"
I feel the intensity in his stare, almost glaring at me, he firmly states, "I don't ask you why you were on your knees at that hour with white trash like smitty, you dont ask me about my life, deal?"
"deal" i manage to squeeze as i swallow hard. I had been thrown into my place, he was right, what right did I have to enter that terratory...
We sit in awkward silence for a moment. I bite my bottom lip, "I'm sorry" i say, being sincere, but it has been so long since I have felt that emotion, it doesn't sound genuine. This is not rehersal,I think to myself, I can't just say it again.
He half heartedly accepts as he turns on the radio. Frustrated by his choices, he settles with 'hanging by a moment', "considering there's 50 million songs out there, you'd think they'd come up with more selection on stations!"
"ya" I mutter, thinking this man really needs to get laid.

*ring*ring*ring*
He jerks his cellphone off the seat, seemingly surprised by the ring of it. He looks at me, and places his index finger over those full lips of his, 'yum', i think to myself.

"hey murph"
"ya, i'm at her house, she is getting dressed now and then I am gonna take her to her parents house across town, she needs to give them her key"
"we'll be there when we get there."
"I know, murph."
"bye murph." click, he smiled to himself as he hung up.

We arrive at a diner with a swinging sign that reads, 'pit stop', "isn't that when u have to go pee? have you ever eaten here before?", I ask hestintently as we walk through the door.
My answer comes quickly when we enter, and a petite brunette with billboard tits, bounces bye announcing, "Hey Stoney, didn't all that sucking pay off, like my new improved tits?"
"stoney?" I ask, "interesting name for a cop."
"I wasn't always a cop, I've had the nickname much longer."
"so, why'd u bring me to lunch?" I change the subject for fear of getting too personal.
"i was hungry.", he answered grinning at me.
"I want my usual", he says as the walking bliiboard for boobs-r-us approaches.
"I know sweetie" she whines at him, "i was comin to see what your attrative lady friend wants?" she lays her beautiful fake smile on me. 'thick', i think to myself.
"i'll have the same." having no idea what i just ordered.
she giggles and thankfully disaappears back into the kitchen.
"the scenery just got more quiet, do you feel that?" I ask him sarcastically.
"I get enough quiet at home, I enjoy the scenery here."
Well, that pretty much answered the girlfriend question, 'take it slow' i think to myself, 'don't push and the answers will come to you.'

We chat for awhile, finding out about where each other grew up. We were both what i call, COC, ya pronounce that c like a "k" and you got it...children of cops. We each took our different sides of the fence though, and now we sit only seperated by a table.

The waitress bounces toward us again with two steaming plates. We both smash our ciggerettes out as she sets the food on the table. A huge mound of greasy fries, covered in gravy was the first thing i noticed. Beside it sat a huge burger, swallowed in its on grease, on top of the burger is a runny egg dripping with thousand island dressing.
It twists my stomach into knots the second the steam hits my face.
He unwraps his fork and knife, tossing the napkin aside, he slams his fork into his fries, they come up dripping with gravy, and he shoves them into his mouth.
He notices me not eating, and on top of that staring...
"you probably aren't very hungry are you?" he asks with an understanding implication.
"not really." i answer, unwrapping my own napkin setup.
"ya know, i havn't eaten for two days i don't think...then wham, my appitite kicked in this morning, this is one of my favorite meals. you don't have to eat."
He is a person, wierd. I wonder what he does at night. How he looks naked. If he has any children or ex wives. He looks strong. I notice the end of a tattoo coming out of his sleeve, but i can't make it out.
He finishes his meal quickly, and lights up a ciggerette.

I muster through five fries and a bite of my burger before bigtits makes her way back to us. she cleares his plate, and turns to me, "sweetie, you can afford the pounds, dig in there!", she giggles loudly as she speaks.
Sexylips grabs the attention by saying, "pack it up rose, i'll take it home to tiney."
"your dog?" I ask
"ya", he answers.
"I have a picture," he quickly adds, pilling out his wallet. Rose clears the table, causing a breeze as she spun around to return to the kitchen.
He hands me his wallet...it is him, sitting in an old lazyboy chair, with his feet propped up. With his paws resting over stoneys lap, extends a great dane...showing it's fierce size...yet, gently laying across his lap. I laugh, they both have the same look on their faces.
Feeling somehow personally connected to him, we get up to leave. We put our coats on, and he lights up another ciggerette. He throws a $10 down on the table. I raise my eyebrows wondering what's behind that tip.
"she has three kids she raises." he answers without my having to ask.
he pays the bill and we are back in his truck.

The tatoo coming from his shirt grabs my attention again, and he notices me staring. He pulls up his shirt sleeve uncovering the word 'sin'. I lick my lips as i smile at him. He smiles back, as he puts his key in the ignition. He turns the truck on, the heat starts to blow again, and this time the stereo is playing pink floyd. He doesn't put it in gear, just relaxes and stares forward for a moment.
interesting, i think to myself.
He turns toward me, and that urge to suck in his bottom lip starts to wash over me again. I tilt my head to the side, biting my own bottom lip to keep from biting his. He takes a deep breath, and says, "You are the reason my appitite kicked in this morning...since i saw you, i can't take my mind off of you."
Stunned by the sudden pour of openess from this man, and the overwhelming urge becoming too much, i lean forward, not taking my eyes off of his, I slowly suck his lip into my mouth. I feel his tounge reach mine, and my eyes close as our mouths open into a very wet dance. I feel my cunt fill with juice and my thoughts drift away as my desires take over. Our kiss gets deeper as i feel his hand on the back of my neck, pulling me toward him. I slide my body closer to his, resting my hand on his inner thigh. I feel his hand slide down my neck..his finger sliding down the outline of my shirt...reaching the top button. My hand starts to kneed his thigh as i feel him tug at the button, and my shirt get more lose. He unbttons two more, and slides his hand in my shirt, cupping my tit in his hand. His lips leave mine as he bends down to suck my already erected nipple. I arch my back, pushing it deeper into his mouth. His teeth dance around, causing chills to surge straight down to my pussy. He cups his hand over my crotch as he sucks me deep into his mouth. I want him so badly. I slide my hand up his leg, feeling the head of his hard member through his thin pants. I wrap my hand around it, and start to stroke it through his pants. He unbuttons my jeans and slides his hand down the front of my panties. He pushes his hand agaist my soaking wet cunt...sliding my panties between my lips. I spread my legs furhter open for him, as he slides two fingers down either side of my soaking wet underwear. I unzip his pants, exposing his rock hard cock. I slide my hand down myself, dousing it with my own wetness, then transfer that wetness to him. wraping my hand around him again, i slide my hand down, pulling his forskin back, exposing all of him to me. His fingers slide under my panties and find my clit. I feel him pinch my clit between his two fingers, and i moan with pleasure, squeezing him a little harder. My rythem gets faster as i feel him slide his two fingers back to my hole and push them deep inside of me. I arch my back again, pushing against his fingers, and he rocks my body back and forth with only the force of his hand deep inside of me. My hold on his dick becomes more intence as my walls fill with juice. I feel him tapping his fingers back and forth while inside of me, at the same time i feel his thumb slide up my ass. That did it for me, waves of orgasim washed over my body as my juice poured in his hand. He removes his hand from my pants, licks his fingers, leans forward and kisses me deeply, and says, "i just wanted to see you cum, fiqured it be a little while before you had the oppertunity again."
"Thank you?" I half heartedly asked in a daze.

He put the truck in gear and pulled out onto the street. A little shocked by the orgasim I just had, I start to come to, noticing his still hard memeber is in my hand. I tighten my grip on it, leaning foward at the same time. I meet it with my eyes, and my mouth starts to take on its own moisture. I lick my hungry lips and suck him deep into my mouth. I pull off slowly, we hit a bump...causing him to pop deeper iinto my mouth than i want him to be yet. I stop. I hold him with my hand, and lightly tease his head with my tounge. I wrap my lips around his head and stop, not allowing him any deeper into my mouth. Blowjobs are so much better when you want to give them, i think to myself. I swirl my tounge back and forth over his head, teasing the rest of him with light touches from my fingers. Suddenly I grab his balls, as i suck him deep into my mouth, I feel him push against me and i start pumping his cock in and out of my mouth. I feel his hand grab a handfull of hair on the back of my head, as he moves with my up and down rythem. I feel his cock swell in my mouth as his hot juices slam the back of my throat. I swallow him down, licking my lips as i slowly slide him out of my mouth.

well, detective, shall we go to my cell?

 

[Trippy Sin]

Hagrick

“Oh, wow. That was amazing,” I say as I look over into Andie’s beautiful green eyes. I smile, trying to collect my thoughts. “I need to swing by my apartment before we go anywhere else, ok?” I press the gas pedal to the floor board.
We walk up the stairs and turn left, to apartment 76. I pull out my keys and unlock the door. “Sorry about the mess,” I say as we step through the door. The apartment is a lot cleaner than my truck, except for the dog smell. I walk into the kitchen and pick up Tiney’s food bowl off of the floor. I open the refrigerator door and grab a couple pieces of chicken and throw them in the bowl. Setting the bowl on the floor, “here Tiney. Come eat boy.”
I walk towards my room. I look back at Andie, “come here, I wanna show you something.” She follows me to my bedroom. I turn and shut the door after she steps into my room. Wrapping my hands around her upper-arms, I push her back against the door. Starring into her eyes, I kiss her deeply on the mouth, intertwining our tongues. I release her arms and use my hips to hold her against the door. Moving my hands to her neck, I slide them down to the first button of her shirt. Undoing the first button, I move down to the next one and the next one until her shirt is open. Running my tongue down the side of her neck, I place my lips against her right nipple. Sucking it lightly in to my mouth, I bite down a bit. I run my hands down her side, stopping at her waist. I quickly unbutton her jeans and let them drop to the floor. Being able to smell the sex from earlier, I helplessly drop to my knees. Reaching up to her panties, I take hold of them and rip them down. Her sweet shaven cunt is already dripping. I lick up the juices that are running down her left inner thigh. Grabbing her legs, I place the on my shoulders, one at a time. Holding her against the door, I slowly stand up. “ You smell so sweet, and taste even better,” I say as I begin running my tongue over her clit. I run my tongue down the length of her, parting her lips. Slipping my tongue inside of her, I twirl it slowly, circling her wet hole. I can feel her running down my chin already. Swallowing every drop I can, I move my tongue back up to her clit, stroking it a few times. Placing my lips against it, softly sucking it into my mouth, biting lightly with my teeth. Andie starts grinding against my mouth. “Mmmm….don’t stop baby,” she says as the juices build up inside of her. “ I want to taste your cum. I want to feel it going down my throat,” I say as I suck and lick harder. “Fu-uck!” Andie screams as she pushes hard against my mouth as he love juices shoot out of her and fill my mouth. I start swallowing rapidly, “oh wow, you taste great, sweetheart,” I say as I spin around and throw her down on my bed. “I can’t wait to be inside of you,” I say, smiling, while unbuttoning my khakis.

 

[FeatherLight]

Candice

ooc: *growls at self* damn rehearsals!!! Hmm.. now how to get back into this.. *winks*

bic:

I'd followed them.

Okay, I'm not proud of it, but I did. My rusted out Volvo puttered around the streets, following their everymove, but I couldn't help myself.

Her kiss had sent me reeling back into memories that I thought I had long forgotten. Then suddenly, WHAM! There they were again, forcing me to recognize them... and forcing my pussy to ache for her fingers.. my tongue to yearn for her juices.

I stood outside his apartment door, feeling guilty, like a peeping Tom. Like I care. I hear them fucking inside...

I want so desperately to be the one she's telling not to stop... the one diving my tongue and fingers into her pussy.... God, I just want her.

I cast a glance around the hallway, just outside his door, before dipping my fingers inside my leather skirt.. pushing aside the lavender thongs beneath. My fingers find my clit, and I begin to rub, imagining Andie before me. The juices flow, turned on by their sounds, and by the panting of my own breath. I rub harder, leaning against the door, not realizing that in my thoes of ecstasy... my head bumps against the panel as I cum onto my own fingers.

 

[femmefatal]

*Andie*

The orgasims that I had already experienced, had me literally dripping. As Stoney lay me down on the bed, I could feel my pussy just aching for his extremely hard cock.
Surprisingly, he heard a bump against the wall. Must be the detective in him, because i was too enthrolled in my passions to hear anything outside of our deep inhaling.
He jumps off of me, moving his hand on top of his gun as he backs to the wall, signiling for me to get closer to the ground.
I get down on my hands and knees and start crawling torward him. My breathing is now hard from not only sexual tension but fear as well.....

 

[Trippy Sin]

*Hagrick*

Just as I get the last button undone on my khakis, I hear a loud thud against the front door. “Shhh,” I say quietly with my finger over my lips, while motion for Andie to get down. I place my hand on my pistol and un-holster it. Slowly, with my thumb and index finger, I pull the slide back, chambering the first round in my M9 9mm. I back against the wall and start making my way towards the door. Pointing the gun center-mass of the door, I lean forward and look through the peep-hole. I don’t see anyone standing at my door, but I still hear a deep heavy breathing. I take my firearm off of safe and cock the hammer back while placing one had on the door. I unlock the door, quietly. Hastily I turn the knob and pull the door open. At my feet with a gun to her face, lies Candice, Andie’s attractive lady friend. “What the hell are you doing!?!” I exclaim, “you almost got a new hole in your head. I mean, Jesus friggin Christ, how long have you been following us?” I look at Andie, “did you tell her to follow us?” she shakes her head no. “well, she is your girlfriend, what do you want to do about it,” I ask as I place my pistol on safety and holster it under my arm.

 

[femmefatal]

*Andie*

From my hands and knees, i see Candice, inspiring the feeling of de-ja-vous. I almost laugh at the irony, but questiions start flowing through my head. I stand, looking quizingly at Candice, "How did you find me?", my voice gets louder, "What are you doing here!?!"

 

[FeatherLight]

Candice

Her voice screams through my head, echoing painfully. What had been a moment of ecstasy had turned into something quite the opposite.

"I-.. I followed you. I didn't really get a chance to say I was sorry before, and well... Aw, shit. I dunno. Forget I was even here..."

I situate my skirt better on my hips, and brush a palm against my now racooned eyes. What the hell was I thinking?! Trying to make up for everything I'd done to her?! And now, following her?!!!

I was disgusted at myself, and backed away from them, heading back down the hall and out of Andie's life for good.

"See-ya."

 

[femmefatal]

~Andie~

ooc: baby u know u are the best man that ever happened to me. i would be so lost without you. I love you!

bic
I think to myself, as i get to my feet, Candice has served her purpose in my life...we had grown seperately, and i wonder for a moment if i might ever see her again. I turn to Stoney, "I'm sorry, I'm sure she won't be back today", I try to force a smile...embarrased, for the imaginable wall that has developed suddenly in my mind. We are of two different sides...yet strangley similiar in character. We share a rumble...a low rumble, thats pitted deep in the soul. The same energy that drives creativity and open-mindedness. The best side effect was that its anger was almost like a direct tap into orgasmic pleasure.
He breaks my thoughts by clearing his throat. I suddenly become aware of my surroundings again. My shirt is still unbuttoned...and my shaven cunt still shinning from previous orgasim.
The dog is sleeping in the corner, snuggled with a huge bear that looks as if had been won at a roadside carnival. Tiney almost appeared to be smiling, as his large body twitched from his dream.
"Detective," I say turning my attention back on him, "You look mighty sexy in that light." I move toward him. I run my hands up his chest and wrap them around the back of his neck...drawing him in to a deep kiss. I feel the rumble start to grow again, my pussy swells beneath me. On his bedside table, i notice a bottle of hand lotion.
"I see you keep pretty smooth hands" I say as i stretch across him to reach it. I pull his pants free and down with my free hand...ummm, a man that wears no underwear...great time-saver. I run my hand back up his chest then lightly push him back on the bed. He falls, not fighting the lack of control at all...i had a feeling the roles would not remain the same throughout the lenghth of this endever.
I tip the bottle in my hand. This man had a great looking cock...he even shaved it...making licking a more enjoyable experience. But, for the time being, i wanted to watch his stiffness, that perfectly huge cock, slide between my grip. I lube my hands up with plenty of lotion, knowing that the initial dose requires a more abundent amount. I slide his cock between my dripping hands...feeling the contrast of the cool lotion, with the warmth of his dick. The warmth giving way as more powerful, contagiously causing the lotion to sucumb. Continuing to slowly pump his bulging cock with my right hand, I slide my left hand back to his balls...taking some of the lotion with me. I cup them slightly hard as i tighten the grip on my right hand. He moans, and responds with a "wow"
I love feeling the power over him as he melts from my touch. I move in slowly...close enough to where he cen feel my hot breath against his ass. I purposly inhale deeply...exhaling slowly against his skin. I feel his cock twitch beneath my hand, and i realize how much hes enjoying this. I slowly stretch out my tounge against his asshole, as i maintain hand rhythem. I push my tounge inside of him, and he stiffens... letting out a moan that sounded as if it had been held longer than intended. "Andie, you are amazing", he says as he pushes his dick between my closed hand, grinding the air above him.
I slide my tounge deeper inside of him, this time...picking up pace in my stroking. I fuck him with my hand, as i tease his asshole with my tounge, sliding deep inside...then exiting altogether, spinning small circles around the outside of his opening. This seemed to drive him crazy, so each time i spent slightly longer on the outside. I didn't want him to cum yet...I had plans for my mouth being close by for that event.
I push my tounge inside of him, and flick it up and down. He grunts, as he grabs my hair. In response to his delight of it, i flick faster with my tounge. His grip on my hair tightens. "Faster", i barley hear him breathe the word. But I respond by stroking him faster, and licking him at the same rate. I feel his cock swell slightly more beneath my hand.
I want badly to swallow a piece of him, thinking maybe it will hold him closer to me somehow? I move my mouth over his cock, never slowing my hand rocking...again, i inhale deeply..for the fact that i can exhale on him. My breath gets another twitch out of him, as he starts his own rhythem of fucking my hand. He pushes through...barly feeling my hot lips waiting in the other side; parted sliglty, waiting to get a good taste of him. The grip on my head suddenly gets as tight as possible..i feel my roots struggling to stay grounded. I feel him push my mouth against his member, and quickly pulling back before pushing down again. My mouth now follows my fucking hand. Taking him deeper and tighter with each stroke. I feel the rumble swell as his cock fills with fluid, my mouth anxiousley waiting. I feel his hot jiz slam the back of my throat, and slide warmth, almost contagiously, down my body.
"mmmmm", i purr.."that was yummy"