"Going Straight" (closed)

[PennySaver]

Camille was so excited to hear the knock at her door that she almost ran through the apartment to answer. She hesitated, smoothed down her dress as Marcus had his shirt, and pulled the door open. She'd shed the heels she'd been wearing earlier in the evening, so her 5'4" height became very obvious to the man as he looked in on her.

"Thank you for coming, Detective," she said, backing immediately and gesturing him inside. She closed the door behind him and slid closely past him, looking up into his eyes with a seductive expression on her face. "Can I get you something to drink...? Coffee? Wine? A beer?"

She turned away from him, letting her long steps rock her ass to and fro. "I can make a pot of coffee ... decaf', if you want it, though, honestly--" She laughed, and peaked out from the kitchen at him with a devilish smirk, saying, "I mean, decaf'...? That's like sugar free candy ... or sex without orgasm ... right?"

Her smile widened before she ducked into the kitchen to get herself a glass of wine and whatever Marcus asked for, presuming he did. She returned to stand close to him, looking up into his eyes with a delighted smile. "I'm glad you came ... Marcus."

She used his given name this time, wanting to lessen the figurative distance between them. She continued, "This whole thing ... it's ... I'm just a little nervous about it all ... a little scared."

Camille reached out her free hand, laying it softly upon his chest. It was meant to seem seductive in nature. If he grabbed her now, ripped her clothes off, and threw her onto the bed, couch, floor, or kitchen table to fuck her, she would let him.

 

[PennySaver]

(OOC: This interaction between Kitty and Teddy begins 4 hours after the interaction between Camille and Marcus above begins. Just wanted to make that clear. I didn't want to wait to begin it.)


Zhang "Kitty" Yiqu was bored. She and Teddy "Jumpstreet" Yarrow had been sitting outside the office of State Senator Rick Davis since just shortly after 8pm. It was now after midnight. They'd spotted Davis's D'Amato meeting associate enter the downtown high rise just before 9pm, but they hadn't been able to identify him. Davis's office was on the 3rd floor and on the street front, which meant that the surveillance equipment Marcus had provided them was working perfectly.

Ironically, the men didn't talk about anything of value to the Untouchables. They spoke about the Stadium Project, but not about the criminal activity surrounding it. They talked about the recent murders and rapes, as well as the Capo-stations, but again didn't say anything that would indicate that either of them had anything to do with either event. They talked about Davis's campaign for Governor, which was just gearing up, and while they discussed the D'Amato Family's financial support of him, they didn't say anything that could be seen as illegal campaign financing or election tampering.

"They know we're listening," Kitty eventually pointed out. It seemed obvious to her. "They're not going to say anything incriminating. We need to get eyes inside that office ... to see how they're communicating. Maybe dueling tablets ... or ... analog ... literally pen on paper."

Kitty knew that wasn't going to happen tonight, though. She doubted it would happen at all. A crooked politician like Davis, dealing with a Crime Family like the D'Amato's, probably had his office swept regularly, maybe even daily. "We need to talk to Mephisto. Maybe he's got some trick up his sleeve." She laughed, adding, "I think I'm gonna have him look at my taxes."

It was almost 2am before the meeting ended and the D'Amato Capo left the building. From their car, Kitty and Teddy had two digital cameras trained on the building's exit, one taking stills while the other recorded in ... what ... you couldn't call it video anymore, but Kitty didn't actually know the 21st century digital word for it.

The car pulled away, turned the corner, and was gone. Kitty watched it from their sedan's driver's seat, then turned to look at Teddy. She shrugged, saying, "Marcus didn't tell us what to do after the meeting was over."

She looked off in the direction of the Towncar's departure again, then back to Teddy. Then, without any indication that she'd been thinking about it, Kitty crawled across the car into Teddy's lap and pressed her mouth to his as her fingers began unbuttoning his shirt.

 

[Gabe619]

Marcus smiled as he entered Camille's apartment, feeling her body heat as she closed the door and past him moving deeper into the place asking what he would like to drink. He asked for a beer as he chuckled at her decaf joke, she wasn't wrong. A friend of his who ran a small diner in another city used to ask his customer if they wanted leaded or unleaded when they asked for coffee, had always made Cole smile. As Camille was in the kitchen he looked around, the apartment was really nice, neat, clean, tidy, but not OCD tidy he was glad to see. Such homes always made him as nervous as a cat in a room full of rocking chairs, he never wanted to move or sit down in case the owner of the place corrected him or got antsy.

As she returned with his cold beer she placed a hand on his chest telling him how nervous all this was making her, Marcus was sure that was an understatement. This brave woman was putting her reputation, career and life on the line to bring down this corrupt piece of shit Senator. Oh, Emelia would help her out, buy her a new life, but still, until Davis was in cuffs, she was at risk. And even after that the D'Amato's might seek revenge on her for getting one of, if not their biggest hitter put in jail.

"It's natural to be scared, Camille." He took her hand and guided her to the couch, sitting with her, his beer on the coffee table in front of him as he turned to look at her, her hands in his.

Good god she had an amazing body on her and that dress. He felt his throat going dry and took a swig of beer to ease it before coughing slightly and putting the beer down again. The dress was tight in the right places, short everywhere and hid nothing of her figure. Her smooth black skin looked like satin, her dark eyes big, wide, gorgeous as if you could dive in and be lost in them. Her lips were big, but not to big, and soft, and so kissable that for a moment he felt himself leaning forward slightly before he pulled back and made as if he had just been getting comfortable.

"If you like I can assign one of my team to stay with you at nights, though that might make it more dangerous for you. The less change in your life the better. We don't want to make Davis suspicious." He was was looking into her eyes as he spoke, his knee against hers they were so close, still holding hands. "I just want to tell you, I think you are so brave doing this. I know Ms. D'Angelo has offered to give you a new life, but still, the risk you are taking helping us ..." He shook his head, his eyebrows raising as he showed how unbelievable he thought she was. "Not many have your courage, Camille."

 

[Gabe619]

Teddy was bored, more bored that Kitty he thought. He had never been on a real stakeout and this one had given them nothing but photos of Davis and the D'Angelo guy together, but as Kitty had said nothing discussed was illegal. His brain was to tired and frazzled to think of a solution to the problem tonight and he nodded at the idea of letting Mephisto solve it for them. That guy weirded Teddy out, he was so quiet, never joining in the chat at the apartment, never offering discussion topics. Hell, the guy didn't even leave the toilet seat up! What guy, Teddy thought, ever puts the toilet seat down?! He nodded as Kitty said about Cole not telling them what to do after the meeting, but he was only half listening now.

If he hadn't been so tired he would have been thrilled to be spending so much time alone with Kitty. Unknown, or so he thought, to the young Asian girl Teddy had carried a torch for her through the Academy. When she had resigned he had been heartbroken, mostly because he had never managed to summon the courage to ask her out, or even to flirt with her. He always became tongue tied around her, though that hadn't hampered them becoming friends. He considered though that Jennifer had been a big part of that, she was like the conductor between two electrical feeds, keeping them together. Teddy had no doubt that if Jen hadn't been part of their threesome Kitty would have found him boring and not given him the time of day. Story of his life though he thought with a wry smile. In High School he had been bullied, had never stood up for himself. Always the wall flower, quiet, good grades, the teachers loved him and he had one or two equally awkward nerdy friends, but girls? If they ever knew he existed at all it was just so they didn't step on him as they walked past.

This was one of the reasons he had joined the Police Academy, to show the world he wasn't a push over, that he had what it took to graduate and police the streets of the city. Also he wanted to prove that to himself, that he had it in him. When Cole came knocking asking him to join The Untouchables he had jumped at the chance. This was it, the brass ring, his chance to make it good and DO good. And when Jen had insisted Cole let Kitty join as well Teddy could of kissed her. At the time he thought his smile would have split his head open and his joy at the news been evident to everyone, but if they noticed they didn't say anything, and once Kitty had arrived he had gone back into his shell. He was so pissed at himself, now was his chance to ask her out, to ....

Whatever he was thinking came to a grinding halt as Kitty slid smoothly over him till she was sitting astride him, facing him and .... kissing him?! If he had had a free hand he would of pinched himself. This couldn't be real, no way, this was a wet dream and he would wake up with a hardon any second now .... any .... any .... mmmmmmmmmmmmmm god she tasted so good. His hands slowly, hesitantly went to her hips, his eyes that had been wide open now slowly closed. His brain which a second before had been half asleep now buzzed like an electric current had been fed into him. He could feel her nimble fingers unbuttoning his shirt, the slight chill of the night on his bare skin.

"Don't fuck this up, Teddy!!! Do NOT fuck this up!!!

That was all that was going through his brain on a repeating loop as their tongues softly met and .... yep, he moaned. Oh, god she felt so good, so warm, her body .... His cock was as hard as it had ever been and was actually painfully in his pants as his crotch and hers were pushed together. His hands slipped up her back, feeling the muscular toned physique Kitty had in her small slender body, a slender body he had seen throw a 190lb training officer. Then those hands, as if braver than Teddy conscious mind was, slid down to cup her ass cheeks.

 

[PennySaver]

Kitty's entire being was engaged in the seduction of her Untouchable partner. Her lips and tongue engaged Teddy with slow, erotic movements, her mouth opening wide, tongue pushing forward, playing with his own, teeth taking hold of his lower lip, biting ever so softly, releasing, kissing closed mouth ... and more. She'd been told repeatedly over the years that she was a good kisser. In her first year of college, she'd once caused a high school aged virgin to cream his shorts just kissing him.

But it wasn't just her mouth that was taking care of business. Sitting over his groin, her hips were moving to and fro, massaging his previously flaccid cock until it felt a like a billy club against her pussy.

And her hands weren't only separating his shirt's buttons from their holes but were massaging the skin of his chest as well. She loved a hairless chest, and after pulling his shirt open, she let her fingers and palms caress all over him.

But she wanted more than making out. She pulled back from him, sliding down his thighs and past his knees until her knees slipped down to the floorboard. If Teddy did nothing to stop her, Kitty would unbuckle, unbutton, and unzip him ... and more.

 

[Gabe619]

In a court of law someone could of made a pretty good argument that Teddy was being raped, his mind was alive like it had never been before, but parts of his body he should be in control of weren't working right, as if they just couldn't believe what was happening and had decided it was all in his head and gone back to sleep. Her touch on his bare chest (he had up till now considered it just another sign of his youthful appearance) sent small flashes of electric through him, his nipples were so hard they were either about to pop off or he could make a pretty good living cutting glass with them. His breathing which he considered pretty essential for life was reduced to soft pants, gasps and sighs and for variety it had thrown in some moans too. The car windows had fogged up, Teddy figured more because he must be running a high temperature right now as well as putting out a small countries worth of CO2 through his heavy breathing. In no uncertain terms Kitty was in the driving seat here and he was a happy passenger ... he just wondered where her destination was. Then he wondered no more.

He looked down and in the soft muted streetlight fighting its way through the fogged up windows he watched her fingers, so dextrous he thought (even at a time like this his mind noticed details) quickly and assertively unbuckling his belt .... undoing his pants ... pulling his zipper down. Fuck, when did the sound of a zipper get so damn loud he wondered ... and when did he last blink? His eyes were drying out as he refused to blink in case he missed something. Finally as if coming to a decision that he should get into the action somehow, his own hands came up to start plucking at Kitty's own shirt, but his fingers were no where near as nimble as hers. His face scrunched into one of intense focus as he tried to complete the most intricate challenge of his young life, undoing a girls blouse. Then his focus was destroyed again as she finally got his pants open and the straining shape of his cock through the thin boxers he wore made him look down.

He had, as most men have in their lives, wondered if he was big enough. Once in an embarrassing discussion with his own mother who had found a stack of old porno magazines under his bed told him that size didn't matter when the right girl came along. At the time he had figured she would have been more shocked he was reading magazines rather than watching porn on his computer, but then he had been 12 at the time. Even so, and having had no girl to ever give him an assessment of his most prized possession, he had lived his 20 years on this rock wondering. At school he had been to shy to look at what other boys had, and watching porn didn't give him any clue as those guys were hired for their impressive equipment. So right up to this very second no girl had ever laid eyes on what Kitty was about to lay eyes on and now Teddy knew true fear.

 

[PennySaver]

(OOC: We have two overlapping storylines at the moment. This post continues from this post.)

8pm, at Camille's apartment:

Camille could feel her heart beating quicker and stronger sitting on the couch so close to Marcus. If she took the time to examine how she felt about him, she would realize that she was jumping into the water before she knew how deep it was. But she had no interest in finding fault or flaws in her infatuation with him.

It had been so long, almost two years, since she'd been intimate with a man who truly cared for her. She'd been single for almost a year before going to work for Eric Davis. She'd gone out on maybe ten dates during that year, gone to bed with just two of the men, and found not a one of them worthy of a second date.

She'd only been working for Davis for ten days before he'd made his move on her one late evening in his office. She'd been flattered at the time and, of course, receptive to his advance. Of course, she'd never been bent over a desk and fucked behind before. But it had been hot and welcomed, and to her surprise Camille had orgasmed as well.

After that one and only pleasant encounter, though, sex with Davis been thoroughly one sided with regards to sexual fulfillment. Two or three times he let Camille know it was time to do her duty. Sometimes she sucked his cock. Sometimes he came on her chest, fucking her tits. He still bent her over the desk sometimes, but he was always finished within seconds, long before Camille herself had the opportunity to enjoy herself.

Once she'd realized that she wasn't in a relationship but was instead being sexually harassed, Camille had tried to end it. She'd told Davis she was no longer going to satisfy his needs. He'd only laughed and told her she'd do what he told her to do, when he told her to do it.

She'd threatened to quit at one point. Davis had told her, "Go ahead ... but you'll never work in government again ... or on a college campus ... or for any corporation in the City that gets money or any form of support from the State Government." Behind his back, Camille had begun putting out resumes, but after six months of not getting a single interview, she'd realized that Davis was interfering.

She'd finally given up on ending the relationship and resolved that it wasn't doing her any real harm. It was, of course, but Camille refused to admit it. It took Emelia D'Angelo wising her up to her situation and Marcus Cole sitting with her and acting like a real man to get her on the right track again.

"If you like I can assign one of my team to stay with you at nights," Marcus told her.

"No," Camille said without hesitation. Then, calming her excitement, said more softly, "No, I ... I wouldn't want to put out your team like that."

She pulled her knees up to the couch and moved closer to Marcus, her body language leaving no doubt that she was feeling amorous. Camille looked Marcus over while licking her lips and continued, "Couldn't you stay ... you ... stay here with me, tonight? I would feel so much safer with you here ... Marcus."

 

[Gabe619]

Cole couldn't help the arousal this gorgeous woman was awakening in him. And it was perfectly clear exactly what she wanted, but Marcus still wasn't sold on the idea it was what she really needed. Did she maybe think sex bought her Cole's protection? That would be how Davis thought, the detective knew, sex in exchange for something. He reached out gently, cupping her face, his thumb stroking her cheek softly. She felt so good he thought as he adjusted position on the couch, his cock hardening in his jeans to an uncomfortable level.

"Camille, you don't have to do this?" He said with a smile and soft words. "I will protect you without .... without you giving me anything. I want to. You are an incredibly sexy and beautiful woman, any man would be luck to be with you, but you've been through so much emotional trauma, the way Davis uses you. I'm not like him, I don't need to have sex with you to take care of you, do you understand?"

But it was so hard. He was trying to be a gentleman, a white knight, but he was only human and she was so beautiful. He realised he was looking at her lips, wanting to kiss them, then his eyes dropped to that incredible cleavage, the thin material of her dress pushed to the limit to keep her breasts covered. When she had brought her knees up to the couch she had pushed her thigh against his and the heat from her was burning him, in a good way.

Then an image of Emelia flickered into his mind and for a moment he felt like a cheating boyfriend. But they had never said anything of how they felt for each other, Cole didn't even know if Emelia just liked him, or really LIKED him. His feelings for her had been growing every time he saw her. At first he had put it down to animal magnetism. She was a goddess, beautiful, gorgeous face, a body any man would give his right arm to spend a night with. But over the short weeks they had known one another his thoughts and feelings for her had slowly changed. Now Camille was here, right here and offering herself to him. When had he last been with a girl he tried to remember? It had been months, work keeping him so busy a social life hadn't really been on the cards. Maybe that was why he was reacting to Camille so strongly.

"But, if you want me to stay, tonight, I will." He finally managed to say out loud, his voice husky as he placed a hand on her bare upper arm, fingers gently stroking that silky smooth skin.

 

[PennySaver]

"Camille, you don't have to do this?" Marcus told her as her intentions became clear. "I will protect you without .... without you giving me anything."

Protection was something she wanted from Marcus, of course. But she wanted more. She wanted to know again what it was like to be with a man who could be kind to her while driving her to the incredible heights of ecstasy that she'd only been able to achieve by her own hands for so long.

But as he continued to explain his view of their situation, Camille reluctantly began realizing that she was grasping for something that wasn't going to help her ... at least, not just yet. She still wanted to make love with Marcus, so badly. But she knew that he was right.

"But, if you want me to stay, tonight, I will," he finished.

He reached out to caress her arm. A chill ran up Camille's back, her skin exploded in goose flesh, and she couldn't help but laugh embarrassingly. She responded with, "Sorry, I, um ... it's been a while ... since I enjoyed a man's touch, I mean."

She leaned in quickly to press her mouth to his in a closed lip but intimate kiss, then pulled back and dropped her eyes timidly. "I'll, um ... bring out some bedding." She looked to the couch they were sitting on, then back into Marcus's eyes. "This couch if very comfortable. It's longer than most, so ... it'll handle your height."

Thinking about how tall Marcus was made Camille wonder about other measurements he might have, and without trying to be conspicuous but likely failing, she took a gander at the man's crotch. She couldn't be certain whether she was looking at the normal bulging of his jeans while sitting or the bulge bulge caused by a swollen cock. She preferred to think it was the latter as it was a nice looking bulge.

Either way, she stood, stared down on Marcus for a moment, smiled again, then told him, "It's been a long day. Door's locked--" She wondered if he'd noticed she'd done that when he entered, as if not wanting him to leave at all. "--so, I'll just head off to bed. Kill the lights as you need."

Camille began to turn for her bedroom, hesitated, then looked back to Marcus with a yearnful expression. "I want you to know something ... I need you to know ... to understand something ... please." She chose her words carefully before continuing, "I'm not a slut. And I'm not a whore. I let Senator Davis do the things he does to me ... sexual things ... sometimes humiliating things ... because I have no other choice.

"I want him out of my life," she continued after again gathering her words. "That's why I'm helping Miss D'Angelo. That's why I'm helping you. I want him out of my life and in jail." She looked him up and down again, then added, "I want to be with you, Marcus. Not just because of how Davis treats me ... though ... maybe ... that's part of it. I want to be with you, Marcus ... because I can see that you a good guy."

Then, smiling knowingly, Camille, continued, "If you weren't such a good guy ... Emelia D'Angelo wouldn't want to be with you the way she does." Her smile widened before she finished, "Yeah ... I saw it."

If Marcus had nothing more to say on the subject, she would turn and head for her bed and another sad, lonely night alone between the sheets.

 

[Gabe619]

Marcus sat, a little stunned as Camille told him that Emelia wanted him. The way the black woman's smile widened as she said she had seen it in Emelia only drove that home. He had said his piece to Camille and she had said hers and he could totally get where she was coming from. Having had to endure a man as slimy as Davis for so long the need to be with a man who wouldn't take advantage of her, at least not in a bad way, must be like taking a shower after being dirty for ages. You came out of it feeling clean and alive again. Her kiss had made his dick harden even more, the taste of her lips on his made them tingle, he realised he hadn't wanted her to stop.

The current day fad of friends with benefits made its way into his mind as he watched her, watched how that dress of hers (had she picked it to seduce him? If so she made a very good choice) clung to her body, made his eyes slide over her eating up the visual stimulus. Would he really be cheating on Emelia if he went to bed with Camille? Did Emelia have lovers? She must do, a woman like her, she must have needs, the same needs Camille had, the same needs he had.

Slowly he stood, his mind made up. Both he and Camille needed this. He walked up to her and took her in his muscular arms, not aggressively, not yet at least, though he didn't doubt this woman could bring out his inner beast if she wanted. He looked down into her eyes seeing a flicker of shyness, maybe nervousness, he ran his thumb over those soft lips, and then kissed her. Softly at first as he held her body to his, his arms circling her waist, those amazing breasts pushed into his toned chest, his eyes closing. Slowly, after what felt like hours but might have been seconds, he parted their lips and smiled.

"I want to be with you to, Camille. I have since the moment I saw you." His hands slowly dropped to her full, round ass cheeks, cupping them. "I want to make you happy."

 

[PennySaver]

Kitty was an animal! She had wanted to strip Teddy down and do dirty things to his body almost from the day they'd first met at the Academy. Despite his now being the adult age at 20, he had such a baby face, and Kitty, was close to turning 24, had always had a thing for younger men, almost to the point of robbing the cradle.

She pulled his pants open at his groin, then lifted his boxers' waist band up an over his erection. Her eyes widened and her mouth fell open as a very impressive cock popped out at her face like a horny Jack-in-the-box. She studied it in the low light a moment, then looked up into Teddy's shock-filled face and told him, "My God, Jumpstreet ... you're really packing a weapon down here."

Kitty had seen more impressive cocks before, but not by much. Teddy's was longer than average and significantly thicker than most. It had a perfect, bulbous head that, at the moment, was so pumped by blood that the stretched skin shone under the illumination of a nearby streetlamp.

She didn't waste time looking at it, though, as she sat up a bit higher, pulled it forward for a more suitable angle, and took a good portion of it into her mouth for a suctiony suck that had an immediate effect on the man attached to it. Kitty loved sucking cock. She'd learned early in her sex life that doing good things down here to men almost always led to them doing good things for her, while still naked or even long afterward.

Grasping and fondling Teddy's balls in one hand while the other -- wetting with saliva -- took hold of the man's shaft down lower against his body, Kitty went quicky and eagerly to work, lifting and lowering her head over his lap. Her movements were quick and consistent, her lips' grip around his length tight and wet.

It didn't take long to push the inexperienced male to the brink of orgasm...

 

[PennySaver]

Camille responded instinctually to Marcus's embrace. She stood on her toes to press her mouth to his while her arms wrapped around his neck and held their faces together. This time, their lips didn't remain closed, their tongues pressing tips together. When was the last time a man had kissed her like this? Hell, even Rick Davis didn't kiss her. He hadn't put his lips to her own since that first time he'd fucked her over his desk.

She needed Marcus to know that he was committed to this course, so -- as he grasped her butt cheeks in his powerful hands -- Camille raised one leg, then the other to wrap them around his waist and buttocks before demanding, "Take me to my bedroom, Marcus. I need to feel you inside me."

 

[Gabe619]

Teddy's happiness at Kitty's description of his cock quickly vanished, though for a good reason, as her head went down into his lap and his cock was suctioned between her soft lips. He hissed loudly, body going taut all over, hips pushing up slightly out of pure instinct as he received his first blow job. His eyes were closed so tight they actually hurt and he gritted his teeth hard, the sound of them grinding almost as loud as his panting breath. Her warm, soft lips and that talented tongue has almost had him shooting as soon as his cock head entered her mouth. Now he was doing everything he could think of to stop himself cumming so quickly. He didn't want to appear immature to this goddess he had wanted for years now.

His panting turned into heavy breathing such as might be heard in a maternity ward from a woman in labour. His hands gripped the sides of the car seat he was in so tight the fingers had gone white. But it was no good. As Kitty started to bob her head and the seal of her lips around his cock shaft felt like a vacuum cleaner he could feel his balls tightening and that familiar sensation as his cock pulsed, thickened and then before he could even warn her what was about to happen his cum exploded in the back of her mouth as he cried out in sheer unadulterated pleasure. God knows what anyone walking by the car would have thought, but he was far from caring about that as the best orgasm of his entire life racked his young toned body with convulsions that made his hips pump up and down into Kitty's mouth as blast after blast erupted like Mount Vesuvius.

Slowly, so slowly as his head felt like it was full of cotton wool, his eyes opened. Everything looked blurred as the blood rushed back to his head. he could feel his cock still softly throbbing as small drops still leaked from the tip. He let go of the car seat, trying to work blood back into his fingers. His breathing started to steady, all the time working out at the Academy had given him a good endurance so it didn't take long for that to get back to normal. Then his eyes looked down into Kitty's, here head still in his lap. He tried to think of something cool to say, but all that came out was .

"S ... sorry. I didn't mean to cum so quick." His face, already flushed with sexual passion now blushed with embarrassment.

 

[Gabe619]

Cole supported Camille's weight easily in his strong arms, slowly walking into her bedroom, the motion of walking rubbing his cock bulge into the woman pussy. He laid her gently on the end of her bed, then slowly knelt between her legs. Opening them he reached up, fingers slipping into the waistband of her panties as he pulled them down and off. Her scent wafted to his nose and he licked his lips, she smelt so good. Stroking, caressing her inner thighs he parted her legs further as he looked up her body and over the impressive peaks of her breasts and into her eyes.

"Don't worry, I'll be in you soon enough, but I want to do this first." He said softly before moving his face between her thighs.

His tongue flicked out, over her pussy lips and clit, then again, then again but this time a long sensual lapping as he felt her clit hardening and peaking from the folds of her lips. He quickly flicked the tip of his tongue up and down over that clit before sucking it into his mouth and nibbling it before lashing it with his tongue again. As he did this his hands slipped under her, again grasping that amazing ass of hers he had admired since he met her, pulling her body onto his face more as he went to town. He took his time, he was in no rush, they had all night after all. He made love to her pussy with his lips and tongue, sliding his tongue inside her pussy at last and fucking her with it sensually.

He pushed the dress further up her body after a while exposing her belly and the bottoms of her breasts. Marcus's hands slipped under the dress, sliding up and over her breasts, feeling her erect nipples on his fingers and palms of his hands. He fondled them softly before starting to tease her nipples with his fingertips, pinching lightly, twisting, pulling, and all the time his lips and tongue never rested between her thighs.

 

[PennySaver]

Kitty knew before Teddy did that he was about to cum. She picked up the taste of his pre-cum, then felt a growing tremble in his cock and the tightening of his balls. Just a moment before his first gob of jizz shot over her tongue into her throat, she pulled her mouth back until only his big, bulbous head was between her lips and rapidly jerked him to climax.

Gob after gob after gob of thick, salty cum began filling her mouth. Kitty was shocked at how many times Teddy's cock leapt in her lips. Normally, she would wait until her lover's ejaculations had ended before she swallowed, but there was just so much of him on her tongue and in her throat that Kitty had to swallow once, then finally a second time.

Teddy's cock was still trembling as she pulled her mouth back to begin licking him clean. Grasping his shaft tight in one hand, she milked him, lapping up each drop as she looked up into his face. She smiled devilishly when he opened his eyes again and looked down to her.

"S ... sorry," he apologized. "I didn't mean to cum so quick."

"You couldn't have helped it," she said. She was implying that he was inexperienced, and she was damn good. Again, she laughed. "Just enjoy it, Jumpstreet."

Kitty continued to pleasure him with her tongue and fingers for a minute or two, until he'd come down from his euphoric cloud. She rose from her knees, turned her back to Teddy, lifted her buttocks from him, and pushed her pants and underwear off her hips and ass. They were stretchy enough that she didn't need to push them entirely down her legs to be able to part her knees outside of Teddy's.

"My turn," Kitty said as she reached between her thighs to grasp his cock. She placed it at her hold, which was already wet with anticipation. Without the appropriate foreplay, she was tight, and she had to seriously press her pussy downward onto his head to get it to open herself up. She moaned loudly as he began slipping inside her, and as she leaned back into him, Kitty said, "Do me, Jumpstreet. Do me hard and fast."

 

[Gabe619]

The fact that his cock had stayed hard didn't really surprise Teddy, how it could it go soft with Kitty's warm soft hand around and her tongue licking it clean. He has assumed that she would move back to the passenger seat, not because he didn't want to pleasure her as she had done him, GOD did he ever want to taste her right now, but more that he felt that it couldn't have gotten any better for him, that what she had done was the peak of his dreams and it would probably never happened again. He knew Kitty well, it was hard to go through the Academy and not get to know your class mates well. She had always been the centre of attention with the male cadets, her and Jennifer both actually, while he had watched his two closest friends from afar and wished he could be as forward as some of the other guys were.

What had just happened truly was the best thing he had ever experienced and because he was so inexperienced it was this, rather than any lack of desire to make Kitty feel good that made him assume it was over. He had even started pulling his pants back together a little when she had slid off him and turned around presenting her gorgeous tight ass to his face. He had wanted to reach up and grab it through her pants, but suddenly her pants and panties were gone, pulled down by Kitty and he again felt her long soft fingers around his cock. He was hypnotised by how glorious as ass was, smooth, firm, perfection in his mind, but when she started to lower herself down, and he felt her fingers guiding his hard twitching shaft he held his breath. Now?! Here?! In this car was when he would loose his virginity?! That Kitty would be the one to take it was perhaps the one thing he had always dreamt of. He sometimes had considered Jen might, or other girls he knew, but always their faces had been replaced by Kitty's in his masturbating fantasy.

"Mmmmm." He moaned softly as his cock head met her pussy lips, already wet he noticed. His hands came up to her hips to steady her, he didn't push her down or anything, just wanted to touch her. "Oh God .... Kitty." His breath hissed from him as slowly his cock head pushed inside.

He had never felt anything like it. he had read descriptions of course, in porn stories mostly. About how a pussy was like a tight, warm, wet velvet glove. None of the descriptions he could remember did Kitty's pussy justice. He would never find one better than hers he told himself as his head went back again, his eyes closed again and his cock continued its journey into its very first pussy. Finally Kitty's ass touched his hips, he could go no deeper inside her. He could feel her pussy squeezing him slightly as if milking him and he thanked God that he had already cum once tonight otherwise he knew he would be blowing his load already.

Being inexperienced he wasn't quite sure what to do next. The car ceiling meant she wouldn't be able to really ride him wild and the small space made his hips movements limited, but then he heard her almost begging him to do her hard and fast as she leaned back on his toned bare chest. It was if a switch had been flicked in his head, as if everything had become clear and he knew what to do. Both arms slid around her, holding her back against him as he began to thrust up into her, using ever inch of space they had, his toned, muscular thighs tensing up and down as he used them to give him lift and thrust. All those long marches and runs had given him a body made for this.

As his hips moved, hard and fast, the sounds of their flesh meeting, the slap, slap sound mixed with the wet noise as Kitty's pussy accepted his cock willingly, even greedily. His hands continued what they had previously been trying to do and somehow they no longer shook. One by one the button on her blouse popped open and his hands slid over her firm stomach, feeling the abs there, then up, over her bra, feeling the breasts he had longed to touch for so long. His hands moved under the bra, pushing it up and away, exposing those breasts to his touch and he thought that they fit so perfectly in his hands. Not to big, not to small, as if made for him. Her hard nipples rubbed the palms of his hands as he rubbed them, then tweaked them. His hips hadn't slowed down, if anything they had somehow sped up. From the outside the car would be rocking and with the steamed up windows anyone passing would know what was happening. Good for them, Teddy thought, gritting his teeth. For the rest of his life he knew he would remember this night, this moment.

"Kitty .... mmmmmmmmmmmmm .... ohhh fuck, you feel so good." He whispered huskily in her ear.

 

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Teddy's hands were all over Kitty's body. She liked it. She loved being touched. She slapped her hands over his, encouraging him to grope and squeeze, telling him about her nipples, "Pinch'em ... pinch'em hard ... you won't hurt me."

Teddy was concerned about whether there was enough room in the sedan's front passenger seat to get done what she needed done. He need not be concerned, though. Kitty had never been pleasured so much by a man's length, by his ramming his entire length deeply in and out of her. Her pleasure points were her clit, of course, but also the first inch or so of her love canal. Even though Teddy was only moving in and out of her a couple of inches, he was causing her all kinds of pleasure. His girth was above average, and that was all he had to satisfy her.

"Kitty .... mmmmmmmmmmmmm .... ohhh fuck, you feel so good," he whispered to her.

"You feel goooood," she growled back over her shoulder. She mirrored his thrusts with her own movements, moaning with each thrust. "You feel good!"

Teddy's cock was just what Kitty needed right now. She and Teddy couldn't have been more different when it came to their sex lives. Until this moment, he'd been a virgin. She'd been anything but. She didn't consider herself a slut. But she'd had more than her share of lovers.

Unfortunately, the last few had failed in their duty to satisfy her. Teddy wasn't. Not at all. His thickness was just what Kitty had needed. As he continued moaning behind her and she in front of him, she reached her left hand out to grasp the dash while her right came around to wrap around his neck. She couldn't see him straight on, but in the reflection of the window caused by the darkness beyond the car, she could see in his face just how much he was enjoying her.

A few more thrusts, a few more back and forth rolls of their groins against one another, and Kitty went silent for a long moment as the pleasure rose rapidly toward peak ... and she cried out in ecstasy. She didn't stop fucking him, though, because she didn't think he'd cum yet. And she wanted him so badly to cum inside her.

Teddy hadn't told her that this was his first time, that he was a virgin, but Kitty had a feeling that maybe it was ... and she wanted this to be something he'd remember for a long, long time.

When finally they'd both had their happy ending and with her arm still around his neck, Kitty pulled Teddy's face to her own and engaged him in a long, wet, erotic kiss. When she pulled her mouth away, still breathing hard from her climax and still feeling his cock inside her quivering pussy, she looked him directly in the eyes and whispered, "Tell anyone about this ... ever ... and I'll kill you."

Kitty hesitated a moment to ensure that Teddy had heard her, then pressed the barrel of the sidearm she surreptitiously pulled from her holster to his neck, between his Adam's Apple and his chin. She looked him hard in the eyes ... then smiled ... then -- with the gun still in place -- engaged him in another hot, wet kiss ... before putting the gun aside and sliding forward to pop his incredibly still stiff cock out from within her.

"I always hate this part," she said as she fished around for the napkins that had come with their stakeout meal. She pressed them to her pussy, soaking up the mix of Teddy's cum and her pussy's lubricants, then tossed the soppy papers back into the bag. She looked to Teddy with a comical look on her face, saying, "If you were planning on eating the rest of your burger later ... might rethink that."

While still laying atop him and, essentially, ignoring that he was even there, Kitty pulled her panties and pants back up into place and rebuttoned her blouse. Then, slipping back over behind the wheel, she looked at her stakeout partner with the most benign of expressions and said, "We should probably get back to the office. Whatcha think?"

 

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Camille and Marcus:

"Don't worry, I'll be in you soon enough," Marcus said as in response to Camille's request that he put his cock in her, "but I want to do this first."

She knew what his immediate intensions were, and to help him in his aim, Camille lifted her ass off the bed to facilitate the removal of her thong. Then, at the feel of his mouth on pussy, she drew a deep breath and let it go with a gasp. Suddenly, without even thinking about it, she grasped a handful of Marcus's hair and lifted him from her crotch.

"Wait ... wait..." she whispered, already gasping from the little amount of pleasure she'd allowed thus far. She looked down into Marcus's face, then explained, "I'm sorry. It's ... it's just ... been a while. Gimme a second."

How long had it been since a man had gone down on her? She'd been Eric Davis's plaything for a year, and he'd never done anything to her pussy other than ram his cock into it. Well, there was that horribly rainy day when he'd used the handle of his umbrella on her. And that time that ... well ... she preferred not to think about that time.

"Okay," Camille whispered as she lowered Marcus's head back down between her legs. She didn't know what else to say, so she only repeated, "Okay."

What Marcus did to her over the next several minutes was something no many had ever done to her. Men had tried, of course, when she was in high school and college. And while she'd been mistakenly led to believe that any man could get a woman off with his mouth on her clit, she'd learned unfortunately that that had hardly been true.

A couple of minutes into his skilled work, Camille was writhing energetically at the ever-increasing pleasure. She felt his hands all over her body. She grasped his hands and in one concerted movement, pushed her bra upwards away from her breasts and pulled his hands upon them. Camille's nipples had always been a serious erogenous zone for her, and -- as Kitty would be saying to Teddy on their stakeout later this evening -- she begged Marcus, "Pinch them. I like that. I really like that."

Only a couple minutes after that, Camille's body tensed, then exploded in ecstasy. She wasn't a screaming like some women, but Marcus would have no trouble recognizing her orgasm. Her entire body began trembling down to the core, she took in and held long breaths before expelling them in loud gasps, then finally, after she'd reached the summit and began her descent, she collapsed back into the bedding, softly whispering, "Oh my god ... oh my god ... oh dear god..."

 

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There was a disconnect between Teddy's mind and body, as if they were both individual now. His brain, for the most part, had decided to just wallow in the intense pleasure his body was signalling. Coherent thought was not something he was capable of right now. Everything Kitty told him to do he did, he twisted and pulled on her hard nipples, he fucked up into her as hard as he could and as she started to orgasm he went even harder. His hands on her small, pert breasts, he loved them, he loved how they felt in his hands. His body was now operating on a weird form of subconscious connection between it and Kitty's, as if it knew what she wanted even if Teddy's mind had checked out.

The sound of her orgasm was like a choir of heavenly angels to Teddy. He had given her this pleasure, him, little Teddy Yarrow, Jumpstreet of all people. He sat there as her gorgeous body shook on his, feeling her skin go goosebumpy under his fingers and hands, felt her body heat ramp up more as her pussy clamped down on his cock but for some reason he didn't cum. Again he thanked God that she had already made him cum once. He continued to fuck her, making her orgasm last longer until finally he couldn't hold it any longer and gave her what she seemed to want, his cum. With a loud grunt followed by gasping panting moans of pleasure his hips shook, thrust, quivered and his cock fired stream after stream of cum up inside her body.

Then things went dark for him. Later as he thought back over the whole thing he wondered if he had actually blacked out, if only for a second or two, the pleasure so intense his body and mind couldn't take it. He was no longer a virgin, and he had lost it to the girl of his dreams. Her kiss brought him back, wet, passionate, tongue filled, and then the words 'Tell anyone about this ... ever ... and I'll kill you.'. He nodded slightly, still trying to gather his thoughts before the cold hard sensation of the business end of her gun touched his throat. For a moment he thought she was going to kill him, a black widow style move if ever there were one, but then she kissed him again and together, the kiss and the gun pressed to his adams apple made his cock pulse and stay rock hard. What the fuck?! Maybe he had more kinky desires than he had ever considered. The sensation of her pulling off of him made him shiver again, both from the erotic silky feeling of her tight pussy slipping from his dick and the coldness of the air now touching his wet and still hard cock.

His breathing had returned to normal now and he blinked hard a few times to gather himself, watching her sort out her clothes and becomes respectable again. He licked his dry lips and pulled his own clothes together, buttoning his shirt, pulling his boxers and pants back up and fastening them as Kitty cleaned herself. Teddy had never considered how women got the worst side of sex. For guys they just zipped up and left, take a shower later, but for girls, well, they kinda had to deal with it quick or spend all day feeling cum leaking down their thighs. As he zipped up over his still hard cock he wondered if some women actually enjoyed that. He glanced over as she mentioned his burger and he smiled and shook his head. He really was not hungry anymore.

Kitty moved back to the drivers seat and suddenly it was as if nothing had happened. Both of them were now dressed, calm, back to normal as Kitty said in a benign voice about heading back to the office.

"Uh, yeah, yeah that sounds good to me." He managed to get out, his voice a little raspy as his throat was so dry.

As they drove off he tried to put together the fragments of what had just happened. Had Kitty just wanted to use him to blow off steam? Was that it? He was just a handy cock to relieve her boredom and now she just considered him a friend as she always had? But what about him? Teddy had always loved her, he had never said it out loud to anyone, never really flirted with her, never shown any sexual interest until now through fear she would reject him. But now they had fucked and it had been the bright point of his life, something he would always remember, always. He glanced at her profile as she drove. Now he was even more in love with her but he had no idea what to do or how to behave around her.

 

[Gabe619]

As Camille shuddered into a huge orgasm Marcus continues to work her pussy and clit, feeling the wetness, the juices flowing, he sucked and lapped them up, relishing her taste. His tongue dug in deeper to get more and her body didn't seem to mind as it continued to shudder. Her legs twitching, her back arching, her pussy tightening over and over as his fingers worked her breasts and nipples with the surety of a concert hall pianist on the keys of his piano. Cole might have not had many partners of late, but he remembered how to pleasure a women. It had been one thing, among many, that his wife had always complimented him on. He knew she would never cheat while he was deployed away as a Marine because he was pretty sure no other man could give her the pleasure he did.

As Camille slowly relaxed, her breathing hard, her body occasionally twitching, Cole licked his lips clean and with a smile stood up and began to undress. He watched her as he did so, seeing how she immediately took notice, leaning up on one hand to get a beet view as the shirt came off, then slowly the pants, then the boxers. Camille's expression was one of desire and need and her eyes fixed to his crotch the second his jeans hit the floor and his hard cock bulged the thin material. Finally naked he stood before her and she smiled as she looked up into his eyes and reached out for him.

Nothing was said, nothing had to be. He moved into her, laying her back softly on the bed as he climbed onto her. He looked down into her eyes, then gently kissed her forehead, the her eyes, then her nose making her smile and giggle before locking onto her lips hard, his tongue slipping straight into her mouth as he kissed her with such passion. His arms either side of her body supported him, his chest rubbing her hard nipples on those incredible breasts of hers. His cock sliding over the soft, warm smooth skin of her inner thighs, the head teasing her pussy lips as it touched, moved away, then touched again. He could feel her hips rising up, trying to get his cock to slid inside her, but he made sure it didn't. He wanted this to last, for both of them, and if a little teasing was required he was up for that. He felt her fingernails on his back as she tried to pull him down and into her, the pain felt do good he moaned.

"Please .... please I need you inside me .... please?"

He didn't want her to beg, that was something the Senator would make her do to show he was in control. That wasn't the case here. If Camille had only know that she was in charge, that Marcus was here for her pleasure. But finally he gave in and let his cock head nestle between her pussy lips, the warmth and wetness felt so good and then, slowly, he let his hips push down. Camille's eyes were staring right into his as he did so, he felt her warm sweet breath on his face as the air left her lungs as his cock pushed in deeper and deeper. Her eyes half closed, the lids fluttering as her fingers dug into his back even more and finally he was balls deep, he couldn't go in any more, she had taken all of his impressive cock and he felt her velvety pussy gripping him tight ..... then she orgasmed. Hard. Maybe not as hard as the previous one but still the feeling of being taken by a man who wasn't out to use her, to get pleasure then ignore her, was to much and just feeling Cole's cock inside her made her feel as one with a human being, something she hadn't felt for ages.

For the next hour or more the sounds of sex echoed from Camille's bedroom, both man and women wrapped around each other trying different positions, different types of sex, in love with each others body until finally, and probably as far as Camille's neighbours were concerned not soon enough, silence fell. On her bed the covers and sheets were twisted into some weird form and kicked to the bottom of the bed. Camille lay with her head on Marcus's chest, one leg bent over his thigh, eyes closed, listening to his heartbeat slow back to normal after their sexual adventures. She smiled as a hand caressed his abs and then she slept. Marcus lay there on his back looking up at her ceiling feeling exhausted but emotionally and physically satisfied. He stroked her hair as he felt her soft breathing on his flat hard tummy, then he closed his eyes.

 

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Kitty and Teddy:

Kitty started the sedan, checked traffic, and shot them away from the stakeout location. She took them across town without a word. Teddy might have thought that she wasn't thinking at all about what had just happened between them. They would have been wrong. Teddy had pleased her very much, and she was already looking forward to the next time he was inside her.

But they were work partners. And their team was very small. It wasn't as if they could hide a possible relationship amongst dozens or hundreds of other employees. Kitty had never had a workplace relationship before, and she wasn't entirely sure how to conduct one.

What she did know was that if she and Teddy just pretended that this hadn't happened, she didn't have to know how to conduct such a relationship. That was the way it would have to be until she figured out what came next.

They pulled into the Hanson Building's underground parking garage and made their way up to the Office. Kitty was initially surprised to see Mephisto there. But then it only made sense, because the guy never seemed to sleep or nap or even cook or eat. In fact, Kitty had never even seen him rise away from his computers to take a shit. She had wondered before and wondered again now if he did all of this other stuff while he was hear alone ... or maybe he was an Android and simply didn't need sleep, nutrition, or expulsion of waste.

"Here's what we got," Kitty told the self-described tech genius as she handed over the memory cards from the cameras and microphone. "It's not much. You can't see the guy's face when he comes out of the building."

Kitty didn't know what kind of magic Mephisto could work with his computers and their accompanying software, though...

 

[Gabe619]

Mephisto took the cards without comment, turning back to his computer, but then he stopped, his head came up and he slowly turned back to look at Teddy and Kitty. For a moment nothing happened, then a small smile curled his lip and he spun back to his computers, putting the memory cards into the slots.

"Thank you." He said in a kindly tone. "Officer Yarrow, you might consider visiting the bathroom. You seem to have something on your pants."

The voice was playful as Teddy looked down, but then the young man got swept by a feeling of total mortification as he saw dried cum stains on his pants. His eyes met Kitty's, silently begging for forgiveness for not noticing before, then he almost ran to the bathroom, the door closed and a second later the sound of water splashing into the sink sounded.

"Don't worry." Mephisto said, his focus already on the data coming from the memory cards. "What you two get up to on company time is totally your business."

 

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Camille and Marcus, at her place:

Camille was in seventh heaven while Marcus fucked her. She'd surprised herself by orgasming less than a minute after he'd entered her. It had been well over a year since a man had driven her to orgasm through intercourse, even though she often had a cock or other phallic object inside her courtesy of Senator Davis. Her trust in Marcus was the obvious difference here, and it didn't take that long to get her where she needed to be.

They went on and on through the night, switching positions often. Marcus drove her to orgasm again and again. If she'd been counting, which she wasn't, she would have needed both hands to do so. She'd never had so satisfying a night in all her life.

Ironically, each time Marcus caused her to climax, Camille begged, "No more ... no more." They would cuddle or lay atop one another, with her atop him face to face or him atop her either way. But by the time she'd come down from her peak and gathered herself, Camille was once again grasping Marcus, pulling her to him, begging again with different words: "Again" or "More" or "I need you again."

Three times through the two hours they'd been fucking, not the one that Marcus had thought it was, the neighbors had pounded on the wall in objection to the noise. The first time Camille had ignore it, while the second time she'd hollered back, "Turn up your stereo ... Jesus Christ!"

The third time, though, Camille reminded her neighbors, "Really...? I have to listen to the two of you fucking all the time, and have I ever complained."

Camille looked to Marcus with a wide smile, giggled, and confessed, "Sometimes ... I masturbate while they're fucking."

They went at it one more time before finally collapsing on the bed together, feeling their hearts pounding against the others body. Camille curled up in Marcus's arms, sated and happier than she'd ever been. She was in love, though, she wouldn't say it to him because ... well ... because. She understood the difference between lust and love, so for now, she would keep her feelings to herself other than to whisper to him, "That was incredible. Thank you, Marcus."

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The next morning when Marcus emerged from the bathroom, he would smell eggs, bacon, and toast. Camille was pouring coffee when she looked up to see him. Dressed in a sheer negligee that did little to hide her womanly features, she smiled and said with delight, "You're up. Great. Come, sit. I didn't make pancakes or French toast because of the carbs, but if you want them...?"

 

[PennySaver]

Kitty, Teddy, and Mephisto:

Teddy fled with an expression of horror on his face from Mephisto's recognition of sex slime on his pants.

For her part, Kitty only stood there silent and still. It was her neither confirming nor denying reaction.

"Don't worry." Mephisto said, "What you two get up to on company time is totally your business."

As he was talking, Kitty was walking his direction. She leaned over him from behind, pressing her cheek to his in an intimate, suggestive way as her left hand caressed over his shoulder to his neck and then slowly up to under his chin. Then, pulling his head back so that he was looking into her eyes, she opened the switchblade she'd pulled from inside her boot and held it to his neck.

"I told Teddy that if he told anyone we'd fucked, I'll kill him," she whispered close to his ear. She turned the blade to run the cold steel of its side upon his neck, then kissed him, closed mouth yet still erotic. Pulling back again, she whispered further, "I didn't mean it when I said it to him ... but..."

She ended her statement there, leaving Mephisto to wonder whether she meant it or not. Then, pulling back the knife, resetting the blade, and stuffing it back into her boot's hidden holder, then releasing her hold on the man's skull, Kitty stood tall behind him, laid her hands upon his shoulders, and asked with a calm tone, "So, whaddaya have?"