A Private Dick

[Jonas]

I fought against the bonds holding me, and watched in fascination as the large man fucked Jessica. I was sickened and enraged, but I couln't turn away. The scene was highly erotic. O'Donnel quite squirming next to me. Guess he was feeling the same.

I managed to get one hand free and started on the other when a second thug dropped his pants and went for Jessica.
She was still gasping for breath when he pushed her back, spreading her legs out and stroking himself to stiffen his
cock. He was smaller than the other man and slid in her wet cunt fast and easy. She screamed again. I freed the other hand and went to work on O'Donnel's bindings. The other two men glared at the site, making jokes and cheering their pal on. They never saw us come up from behind.

She lay in my arms and I stroked her hair. O'Donnel dragged the three bodies out of the room. I found myself fondling her nipples. She didn't react. I think she was numb. O'Donnel came back and stood staring at her naked body. I was starting to worry about him.

 

[Moneytalks]

O'Donnel watched Emory cradling Jessica's naked body...

 

[Moneytalks]

Jessica was only vaguely aware of someone gathering her up into his arms. Stroking her hair, almost lovingly. She felt numb. She felt hands on her nipples, they were so sore from the abuse... she felt the pain... it registered... but she couldn't react.

She felt the slimey evidence of her rape slippery between her thighs. Her cunt felt raw, and painful. It throbbed in time with her heart beat. She blinked and watched the world. Everything was happening in slow motion. She saw the sargent walking towards her. He looked. Funny. She tried to get her mind to think, but... it was too awful. She felt... fear again... her mind was screaming at her to move, to run... but she just lay there watching the sargeants figure becoming bigger as he moved closer to her.

She heard breathing. She turned her head and saw... Emory... Craig... he... he made her feel nice... she vaguely remembered. She turned into his embrace. Hiding her face in his chest. The scent of him washing over her. She was unaware of how.. erotic the sight of her naked behind was to the Sargeant. He looked at that smooth ass... he could see the creamy evidence of the other men's cum about her thighs. He knelt down, and if he looked closely he could just see a teasing glimpse of those cunt lips.

He licked his lips. He couldn't believe how hard just looking at her made him. He was appalled by the rape, but God it was so hot, watching her being fucked. Watching her scream no! That huge cock sliding into her, stretching her open. He gulped, looking down at that ass again. God, he'd never seen one so perfect before. His cock twitched in his pants. Some of the rapist's cum had slid down, he watched fascinated as it trickled past the puckered anal opening. He looked up to see Craig watching him. He cleared his throat. "Is she okay?"
"Yeah... I think... she seems numb... shock maybe..." Craig still watched him. The sargeant saw Craig's hand brush over the girls breasts again. He groaned. He pulled out his gun and aimed it at Craig's head. "I've gotta have some Craig... look at her for Christ's sake... a little more action... it won't hurt her none... she probably won't even realise."

Emory went to move, but his arms where still full of Jessica's naked body. He silently cursed. O'Donnel smiled realising Craig's predicament. "Well now... that's what I like to see, citizens obeying the law... open yer mouth Craig... I don't wanna do this, but I gotta make sure you know who's in charge here." Craig opened his mouth and felt the barrel of O'Donnel's gun slide inside. "Now Craig... I'm gonna fuck this little whore's ass... you can sit there wondering if I'm gonna shoot ya... or you can join in... your choice."
Emory's groan was muffled by the gun. O'Donnel looked down to see the tent in his pants. "Wellll now... looks like I'm not the only one turned on by the little prissy girl here." He snickered. Emory closed his eyes, cursing his raging hard on. Jessica shifted in his arms. She whimpered softly. She had somehow moved so that she sat straddled over him, her sweet tits pressing into his chest. Her face pressed into his neck. O'Donnell pushed her harder against Craig. Then put his gun down. He didn't think he'd be needing it now.

O'Donnel let his hand run over that sweet ass. He stroked himself, he was so hard. He slipped his cock between Jessica's legs and got himself nice a wet with the sloppy left overs he found there. Thus greased up he aimed it at Jessica's ass hole. He looked at Craig. Craig didn't want to admit it, but he needed to fuck Jessica... he tried to tell himself it was because O'Donnel was forcing him to, but truth be told. He needed that hot twatch on his cock. He slipped his free hand down and managed to free his dick. He sighed, whispering into Jessica's ear... "honey... honey... please... please... " He shifted his hips until he felt that warm wetness... he groaned loudly as he felt her warmth suck him in. "oh Jess baby... so sorry..." he gasped as he thrust himself into her. She was still tight, despite the pounding, but the cum inside her lubricated her well. He slid in easily. It felt great. He sucked on her neck and then he felt her cunt tighten around him.

He looked over her shoulder and saw the ecstasy on O'Donnels face as he slammed his cock into her ass. Jessica cried out in pain. She was crying. Emory could feel the hot wet tears on his shoulder, wetting his shirt. She shuddered, causing both men to groan in union. She opened her eyes and saw Emory... "Emory?" she moaned... feeling his cock slide into her... "aaaahhhhh!!!" she hissed as O'Donnel's cock withdrew.

 

[Jonas]

I felt like a heal but I couldn't stop. I torn of my shirt and pulled her down on top of me smashing her breasts against my chest. I felt her hard nipples against mine and my cock throbbed. I entered her hot little pussy from underneath. The big guys cum dripped down on my balls as I fucked her with a slow rythm. She whimpered as I fucked her and moaned loudly as O"donnel started to take her in the ass again.
O'Donnel was out of control. He pushed in his hole length slapping his balls against mine, then withdrew only to ram it in again. I matched my stroking to his pulling out as he thrust in faster and harder as our fucking became more desperate.
Her pussy was so dam hot. I could feel O'Donnel moving in her tight little ass. Finally O'Donnel Moaned loudly and I could fell him throb. Her pussy grasped my cock and pulsed with the rythm of his jerking cock as it pumped round after round into her ass. I became insane with passion myself, we were abusing this poor girl and I was loving it. I started to cum.

[Edited by Jonas on 08-03-2000 at 08:36 PM]

 

[Moneytalks]

Jessica moaned as she felt two hot loads of cum flooding her. She felt every quiver of the two rods as they reamed her, pounding... churning the cum deep inside her. She felt Emory's hard chest underneath hers and despite the rape, the pain... she felt a tingling deep inside her. She groaned as the men spasmed against and inside of her.

Her cunt clutched desperately to Emory's cock, milking it. The sargeant finally groaned loudly and colapsed against her back his cock still deep inside her throbbing deliciously. She heard Emory grunt beneath her with this added weight. The pressure pushed him even deeper inside her and she couldn't stop what came next. Her body felt like it was being squeezed from the inside as she was overcome by the most intensely powerful orgasm she'd ever felt. Both men felt it. She heard them gasp in union as her body clenched them both tightly. Their spent cocks throbbing in response.

Finally the sensation subsided and the Sargeant pulled out of her abused ass with a plop. She felt the liquid seeping out of her hole and whimpered softly. Emory rolled her over so that she lay on her back and gently eased himself out of her. He looked down at her thighs, she was full of cum, it leaked out of her luridly.

She closed her eyes and curled up into a ball trying to hide from his gaze.

 

[Jonas]

O'Donnel was still a little crazed. "Clean her up and we'll get her back to the station." I asked why?
"For her protection of course." When I suggested that I thought that she needed protection from us, he gave me the look. You know that look cops get. Ask Rodney King, he knows. I carried her to the bathroom and gently washed her in the shower, trying to be as comforting as possible. Her body was a beautiful site. I kissed her as I patted her dry. I left her to dress and went out to O'Donnel. The house was filling up with cops.
"We got a list of possibles here Craig."
"Let me see." I snatched the list and pulled out the one I got from Rita. "It appears we got three matches here 'Donnel. Three names on both lists." The cop grabbed the lists back and turned it over to a uniform with instructions to follow up. Then I heard the whistles.
"Shut up!" O'Donnel silenced the cops.

She came out of the bedroom dressed in skirt and blouse. She looked amazingly hot for a babe that's had it hard and rough all day. She still showed some nice clevage and leg.
I held her arm walking her to the car. "We'll get this over soon doll, hang on." She didn't answer, she just stared.

At the station they placed her in a interview room and left her alone. I made some calls and from the room next door. There was a 1 way mirror on the wall and I was on the viewing side. I watched her as the uniformed cop entered the room. I couldn't hear what was said but when he pulled out his cock and shoved it in her face I got the message. I dropped the phone and ran to the room.

 

[Moneytalks]

Jessica wanted to feel better after the shower, but the truth was she was in shock. She felt battered. She was amazed when she looked in the mirror that she wasn't black and blue all over. As it was, there was only a slight brusing around her thighs where that brute had pulled her open. She recalled Emory's kisses. She felt herself coming out of her trance slightly... he... he seemd to care... then she was back here... in a strange room, only a large mirror and a table... and this hard chair.

She sat, it seemed for ages. A uniformed police officer had walked in. Emory had just told her it would be over soon. She watched in a trance as the officer unzipped his pants. It seemed unreal like a movie she was watching. Is this what Emory meant? She felt the silky head brush her mouth and then she reacted. She screamed loudly, trying to scramble out of her chair. She wasn't nearly fast enough. She felt rough hands tugging on her hair. She winced in pain and realised, she wouldn't be able to do anything.

"Thats right slut, you know the drill, make it good and you won't get hurt... AAAAHHHHHHHH yeaaaaahhhh..." he groaned as she opened her mouth to taste him. He tasted disgusting. She whimpered around his cock as he began to thrust himself into her mouth.

 

[Jonas]

I punched the uniform in the gut. He doubled over and limped out. "Oh Jessica you seem to attract the worst of us. Come on we got a good lead on where to find the killer and hopefully your dough." We met Rita as we left the station. She joined us as we rode with O'Donnel to Lou Stanton's club. The trail was leading right to Lou, the biggest hood in town. Jessica nodded out on my shoulder as we drove.

Jessica and I ordered coffee and sat I one side of the crowded room. Across the dance floor O'Donnel and Rita played a happy couple, watching from the other side. We had to grab Lou with out causing alarm. The band was good tonight. The music semmed to relax Jessica. She even smiled.

 

[Moneytalks]

Jessica felt like she'd been saved by a knight on a white horse. Just when she thought her night couldn't get any worse Emory had slammed open the door and punched that cop. She almost giggled now, thinking of it... the guy lying the groaning, his cock still hanging out of his pants. A soft smile touched her lips as she looked over at the sargeant and Emory's girl, Rita... dancing. She looked different without her face between Jessica's legs. She still wasn't too sure about the sargeant. Her ass still hurt where he had fucked her.

Jessica leaned into Emory, she had drunk a little too much coffee too quickly in an attempt to wash away that horrible taste of the cop. Her eyes were a little bright as she felt Emory's arm pull her closer. She wasn't used to caffeine, she was unatturally hyper at the best of times, so she cut out most sugar and caffeine from her diet. The music was so good. It had been so long since she'd been out like this. Admittedly this wasn't the best of circumstances, but to all intents and purposes, her husband had pretty much kept her under lock and key. It was a catch 22, on the one hand he loved showing her off, his prize wife... but he was paranoid about other men trying to fuck her, touch her, steal her away from him. So he kept her... protected he said... security guards always about... her every move documented, at least until he left.

Now they waited for some crime boss to make an appearance, she wondered what they would find out, if they would find out anything. She didn't even want the money now, she just needed proof that she hadn't done anything wrong, so she could finally maybe live a normal life. She turned to Emory again and wondered to herself what Rita was to him, a girlfriend? Was he married? Why did she care? Maybe because he was the best lay she'd ever had... EVER? Even after being raped, she had felt herself respond to him as he slid his cock into her. She shivered as she recalled the feeling. Her hand resting on his thigh, unconciously sliding upwards.

"Emory?" she asked... "do... do you think it's something I do?"
"Whats that?"
"Is that why... men always... want to..." she trailed off looking at Rita and O'Donnell again.
"Hey..." he pulled her face back towards him, "angel, you're gorgeous... but... I don't know... I don't think you do anything intentionally if thats what you mean... it's just that... it's rare to see someone in the flesh as desirable as you... mostly we men fantasize about pics of girls like you in magazines... and even they are fixed up they tell me... you're a living doll..."
Jessica giggled, "is that a compliment?" she scrunched up her nose at him playfully.

[Edited by Moneytalks on 08-06-2000 at 02:21 PM]

 

[Jonas]

"Your the best doll!" This girl was hot enough to melt an iceberg yet she made ever guy feel like he had a chance.
The band started playing a slow one.
"Com'on doll let's dance." I held out my hand, and she took it. We walked together to the floor. I faced her, looked into her eyes. The song I recognized, Unchained Melody, kinda sappy, but good belly rubbing music. We started to move together. I held her tight against me, which woke my cock up. I tried to pull back a little. She felt my hardon and pressed her body against it. I let one hand drop down to her shapely ass. Felling her breath against my chest, I stroked her hair with my other hand.
She looked up at me, her full lips were to inviting, we kissed. Time stood still for just a moment, then I saw Stanton.

 

[Moneytalks]

Jessica was lost in that kiss when she felt Emory stiffen, and not in the usual sense of the word if you know what I mean. He gripped her tightly to him as he looked over her shoulder. She gasped, it was hard to breathe. She suddenly remembered why they were there in the first place. She trembled, oh God, was he here? The guy who could finally help her put everything behind her?

She finally managed to get Emory to loosen his grip around her waist, she turned to see the man enter the place. He looked like a gangster. She almost laughed, but the arrogance, the cruel twist to his lips killed the laughter before it had a chance to escape. He was cold, his eyes looked about the room even as his men came in behind him, looking out for him. His gaze flickered over Rita and Jessica. Jessica shivered, pressing herself closer to Emory as she recognised that gleam in his eyes. What was she doing to make men look at her like that? She felt Emory squeeze her comfortingly before he stood before her. She watched wide-eyed as O'Donnel and Emory approached the man.

 

[Jonas]

Stanton was not as bad as I figured, he was worse. We tried to talk him out of the club but had no luck. I noticed he kept staring at the girls. It was a cheap trick, but the only thing I could come up with...I offered he jumped at the chance.

I got Rita and Jessica together, and broke it to them.
"You dolls got to act nice to this pig. Now, now don't get your feathers ruffled, youdon't have to do it. Just act like your dying to, and both at once." I docked as Rita's purse passed over head. Jessica struck a little lower.
"Ow! Listen sweetheart, this guy can clear your name with a word. I got the feeling he's got your doe to. You see he's got this side line of fleecing horney guys with dames and gambling. He knows what happened, we need to get him to talk. Come on, you got it doll. Use it to help your self." Jessica looked at Rita, I saw grim determination flash in her eyes. Stanton wouldn't stand a chance.

 

[Moneytalks]

Jessica wished she'd punched him a little harder, but he did make sense. Well, for once at least she'd have the upper hand. She looked the Stanton guy over. He wasn't ugly at least, she cocked her head to the side. He was okay looking actually, tall, dark hair... a bit too... she scrunched her nose up... greasy though, but if she could live through rape... being set up and used... she could handle this.

She checked with Rita. She didn't look so suprised by Emory's request which bothered Jessica a little. Rita nodded, she'd go along with it. Jessice unbuttoned her shirt a little more so as to show off her cleavage. She shuddered a little at what she was doing but firmly pushed it from her mind as she walked sexily over to Stanton. She clung to his arm, pressing her breasts against him as she fluttered her lashes up at him giving him the full affect of her big blue eyes. Rita did the same to his other arm so that he had the double whammy affect. Green eyes on one side... blue on the other. Any man's dream, AND they both had good tits he thought.

He grinned down at them. "Well, well, well ladies..." his voice was husky. "What can I do for such lovely ladies?"
"Oh... Mr. Stanton!" Jessica giggled guilessly, patting his chest and stroking as if in awe of his physique.
"It's just SUCH an honour to finally meet you!" she cooed.
"Oh Mr Stanton, we've read all the articles about you... " Rita chirped, "and we think you're the GREATEST!" Rita rolled her eyes at Jessica as she said this.
Stanton didn't notice, he pulled them both close, his hands squeezing their butts. Jessice hid her frown of irritation as he lead them to a quiet table. The one with the wrap around sofa so the girls could practically sit in his lap. O'Donnel watched from the bar as Emory sat opposite Stanton watching the two girls cuddle up to him with seeming adoration.

Jessica slid one slender thigh up so that she was practically draped over Stanton's lap. Rita made to with stroking his other thigh and pressing her breasts together with her upper arms so that they bulged enticingly. Emory cleared his throat. "So... let's talk business huh?"
Stanton ignored him at first too busy looking over the girls... Jessica in particular he liked. Maybe he'd keep her for himself he thought.
"Yeah... business... but first... a drink!" He snapped his fingers and one of his mean leant forward to take his order. "What do you girls want?"
Jessice looked worried. She was. She didn't drink... well she had once... but the results were disasterous... she just couldn't handle alchohol, she went silly, she'd embarrassed her husband that night and he banned her from drinking ever again. She gulped... "umm... just a coke?" she asked hopefully. Stanton laughed and Jessice laughed along with him. "Naw... champaign... that's what we need... to celebrate new business!" Jesica bit her lip, but forced herself to smile when Stanton squeezed her close. Rita laughed too resting her head on his shoulder.

 

[Jonas]

The girls were working magic on the guy. I felt envious of the attention. Course that last punch might have sidelined me for a while. I told O'Donnel to get the car ready by the side door and joined the party. The bubbly arrived. I grabbed the tray from the waiter, duking him a 20, and set about serving.
"Wine for our honored host. Ladies." I pored for all. Jessica looked at the glass hesitating. "Is it flat doll?"
She smiled, then went back to the act and slammed the drink down asking for another. "Well now, that's how to drink."

We polished off that bottle and 2 more besides. The mark was starting to get tipsy. Jessica looked like a frigate under full sail. She was really getting into the part. Stanton's face got a funny look. I stole a glance under the table. Wow, Jessica had his cock out and in hand.
Rita had her tongue in his ear. While he was distracted I whispered to Jess. "Listen doll.. try to talk him into leaving. We got the set up ready outside." She smiled and kissed me, tongue and all.

 

[Moneytalks]

Jessica felt like she was flying. She couldn't remember why she didn't drink more often. She felt... amazing... she giggled. Rita had taken out Stanton's cock and Jessica couldn't seem to stop herself, she palmed it... taking as much of it as she could in her fist, started to pump it for him while crooning into his ear. "ooohhh... got such a big one there... feels sooooo good!" her voice slightly slurred but her meaning very clear.

She giggled again as she felt Emory's breath, then his words... she turned and pulled him close for a kiss. Letting her tongue play with his before he pulled away. She pouted teasingly at him before returning her attention to Stanton. "I'm bored big daddy.. take me somewhere nice.. I wanna play dirty.." she winked at him seductively. He didn't need to be asked twice. Before they knew it he'd clicked his fingers and his cronies moved to follow him out the door. Rita and Jessica clinging to him affectionately.

Rita realised this wasn't gonna work. She whispered into Stanton's ear. "Hey sugar... don't ya think we can..." she nodded towards his goons, "ditch the teamsters? I'm sure you'll be more than we can handle as it is..." she battered her eyelashes at him. Stanton frowned, he was feeling fine with the bubbly in him, but he wasn't stupid. He looked down at Rita, she seemed like she knew the game, he didn't trust her... his gaze moved around to Jessica... he couldn't help but smile, what a cutie, so innocent, yet so lush... he had to have her. She looked up at him, her eyes bright, intoxicated, he leant over and kissed her roughly, when he pulled away her cheeks were flushed and her lips looked fuller from his attack. "What do you say doll? Should I ditch my boys huh?"
She just grinned at him, nodded. He clicked his fingers again, "you boys have the night off, Frankie, you can stay... drive us to the Loft..."
"Sure ting boss..."

Emory frowned, oh well, Stanton and one man was better than Stanton with all the men... he followed the four of them out the door.

 

[Moneytalks]

stretch limo...

Stanton ushered the two women into his limo... his side-kick waited til his boss and Emory both entered the vehicle before slamming the door on them. He moved to the drivers seat and they sped off into the night.

Emory hoped O'Donell had seen them and was following. "So... Craig was it?"
Emory nodded in the affirmative.
"What's this business you wanted to discuss?"
Stanton pulled Jessica closer and let his hand drop so he could squeeze her tit's through the thin shirt she wore. Emory's eyes narrowed but he managed to look away and answer Stanton's question. Jessica watched him. Her eyes slightly glazed over with alcohol. Her slender thigh drapped over Stanton's lap. Her fingers tracing patterns over Stanton's chest.

Rita was doing her best, but Stanton's attention was continually drawn back to Jessica's big blue eyes... and down futher to her lush cleavage.

 

[Jonas]

I tried to maintain a professional bearing, but when Stanton slipped his hand into Jessica's blouse I couldn't tear my eyes away. He undid the front bottons and pulled them out into view.
"Hey! Dam nice if I don't say so myself." He pushed his face down to them and took a nipple in his mouth. Jessica arched her back, bringing those beauties up closer to the hood's face. Trying to remain cool and detached I made small talk.
"So a, how far to we get to the loft Stanton." He replied with a mouthful of tit.
"Relax, have one of these doll's" He pushed Rita toward me and resumed his work on Jessica's breasts. I signaled Rita to play along. The girl could act, but I don't think she really had to blow me to keep up appearances. Stanton keep up with Jess. He had her skirt up and was trying to slip a finger into her panties. She had his dick out and was stroking furiously. I had a show and Rita in my lap, I started to build to a climax.
"Easy Rita! Com' on now doll the night's still young."
Fortunately she eased up. But not Stanton, Jess had him at fever pitch. I don't think he was going to wait for the loft.

 

[Moneytalks]

Jessica was really really drunk, but she still had the sense to realise what Stanton was up to. She wondered if Emory was right, she hoped she wouldn't have to go all the way with him. Damn, she thought, as he started sucking on her nipples. It was starting to feel really good. She hated her body betraying her like this. She felt him thrust his cock into her hands.

If she worked him hard enough, maybe he'd blow his load without expecting her to actually spread her legs and fuck him. She was acutely aware of Emory and Rita sitting across from her and Stanton. Rita's mouth make loud slurping noises as she went down on Emory. Jessica really wished she was with him instead of Stanton. She heard Stanton's muffled response to Emory's question. God, how uncouth she thought, mouth full of my tits and he can't even lift his face to answer a question. Then she felt his fingers delve into her pussy. She moaned softly. The alcohol making her incredibly horny.

Stanton pressed another finger into her and began rubbing her clit. She squirmed in his arms feeling herself being lowered so that she was half lying on the seat. Stanton was strong, he grabbed her hips and shifted her easily so that he could admire her half naked body and still finger fuck her. He grinned as he watched her squirm, he felt the tell-tale signs of her arousal, her cunt getting wetter as he probed her. He could feel how tight she was and he was definitely looking forward to taking her every way possible. His cock was throbbing and hard, damn he needed some pussy. He watched the look of startled suprise in her eyes as he spread her thighs and positioned his cock at her entrance. It turned him on to see that she wasn't expecting sex, he enjoyed watching her trying to squirm away. He held her down easily, watching the rapid rise and fall of her breasts as her breathing became more intense with fear.

"Mmmmm... thats a girl... " he sneered, "you sure know how to get a guy hot and bothered... your sweet innocent don't fuck me eyes... damn girl... " he grinned and Jessica moaned pitifully as she felt his cock nudging aside her outer cunt lips. He dipped the head of his cock inside her moistness. Then with a savage thrust he buried himself deep inside her. Jessica squealed, slapping at his arms ineffectually as he felt his balls slap her ass and the tight tight clamping of her hot cunt. "Fuck bitch, you're so damn tight... God... Craig... " he grunted as he lifted his hips only to thrust into her again... "you sure have some fine product here boy... ahhhhhh... gonna enjoy business with you... ooohhh yeah... " he grunted as he started to thrust into her harder. Jessica was sobbing as she felt his cock thrusting into her repeatedly, she felt like such a slut in the back seat getting screwed. She was sorry she'd drunk so much now, she felt her body responding to his crude remarks and his hard thrusting. Moaning, she felt his hands mauling her tits. She glanced over at Emory who was watching as if fascinated. She looked into his eyes and saw how turned on he was. This pushed her over the edge. She heard Stanton cry out loudly as she came, her cunt convulsing over his cock and milking him. She whimpered as she felt his hot cum coating the inside of her cunt.

Rita gasped, as she got a close-up view of Stanton's hard cock sliding in and out of Jessica's tight hole. She saw his cum seep out as he kept pumping... making a messy job of Jessica's cunt and thighs. She felt so horny. She was grateful to feel the limo come to a stop and the driver call out. "Mr Stanton, we're here boss."

Stanton shuddered and groaned as the last of his cum disappeared inside Jessica's limp body. He withdrew and admired the sight of her cunt dripping with his cum. He slapped her thigh causing her to yelp in pain. "Get up slut, we're taking this inside." Jessica wiped her tears as she tried to adjust her clothing. Emory and Rita got out of the car and Stanton pulled Jessica out with him. She stumbled after him, his hand holding tightly to her arm, as he led them all upstairs to his loft.

 

[Jonas]

We gathered ourselves as best we could and headed into the building. All of us, except Stanton's driver. O'Donnel took him out as we walked in the door. Stanton was so dazed wtih lust he never even noticed. In the elevator Stanton started on Rita. I had Jessica against the wall at the back. She had tears in her eyes. My heart broke.

I kissed away her tears and lay her head on my shoulder. Her hair felt soft and smelled good. I wrapped my arms around her, pressing her tight against me. She felt so firm and strong, yet tender and soft all at the same time. I kissed her neck, rubbing her back with my hands. I whispered softly, "This will be over soon. We are going to get this hood to talk. Hang in there. Your with me now, Rita can handle him." That wasn't a lie, both hands as a matter of fact and some head to boot. The elevator door opened, we all managed to tumble into the penthouse.

Jessica and I tumbled a bit to far and found Stanton's pool. It wasn't bad, warm too. I started to help Jess out, when she pulled me back in. I feel next to her, and she splashed up into my arms and kissed me. Our tongues met, I could taste chlorine. I pulled off her wet clothes. She worked on mine. Holding her naked in the pool, I forgot where I was and why. I only knew I wanted her, then and there. I floated on my back grabbed her hips and pulled her on to my hard cock. Her pussy was slick and felt burning hot in contrast to the pools water. I grabbed the edge of the pool with one hand and held her hands with the other. My hips thrust up into her only to fall back again like a bronco. "Yeah, that's it! Ride it Jessica, ride it."
I laughed and moved as fast as I could. Jessica's tit's bounced with the rythm. This cowgirl could ride.

 

[Moneytalks]

Jessica felt the warm water slapping against her body as Emory slid inside her. He felt so good, she was amazed at how he could wipe away everything bad that happened to her just like that. She wondered if she was some sort of sex crazed nympho... she couldn't seem to get enough of him. He even made her laugh. She giggled at his words and she did indeed ride him. He felt so good, his thick hard cock sliding deep inside of her hot cunt.

She moaned voluably as they started making waves. She wrapped her wet arms around his neck and held tight as she started thrusting against him more urgently. Her breasts full and wet pressing into him. She was so close. His hips thrust up against her as she rode his solid cock. Enjoying the feel of it filling her completely. She started to thrash as she felt her orgasm building. The water holding her boyant enough, she wrapped her legs tight around his hips and started to flex her stomach muscles... letting her body whip against his. He couldn't hold on to the side any longer. She felt his strong hands gripping her hips as he watched her breasts jiggling with her movements. She was panting desperately, moaning out his name. The water continued churning with her movments.

She was cumming. "Emory... oh God, please! I'm gonna cum baby... please... fill me up!" Hearing her words he started to groan himself. Trying desperately to hold back so he could watch her cum on his cock. She looked beautiful, her hair wet from the water, her breasts slick, her nipples hard. Her face contorted with lust for him. She cried out, the sound almost silent in it's intensity. He felt her cunt sucking on his cock like a baby with a nipple. He groaned again, "Jess... angel... God... you're so tight!" He moaned pumping even deeper inside her. He felt the back of her cunt... the very entrance to her womb and he couldn't hold back any longer. Slamming into her again he held her tight, crushing her in his ebrace as his cock started to shoot it's load. Her cries of delight were muffled as she buried her face in his neck bucking against him even still as she clung to him. She moaned feeling each hot spurt of his cum penetrating her.

 

[Jonas]

My toes were permanently crossed. I had never felt it quite like that. Spent, I cradled her in my arms, in the water. Kissing her face and rubbing her nipples, I walked her to the edge. I lay her down on a towel there. The pool was surrounded by thick pile carpet. This guy knew how to live. Stanton and Rita were having a hell of a time in the bedroom. I figured I had some time to enjoy the surroundings. I found the bar, and mixed us a pickmeup.
No, she had enough booze, this was legit.
"Here doll drink this." She was laying on her belly on the towel. She rose up on her elbows to take the drink. Man what a site! My hand found a bottle on the edge of the pool. "Massage oil.lightly scented, ummm. Lay back down sweetheart, let the master go to work."

I started on her shoulders, working down to her lower back and up again. Working top to bottom, going lower at each pass until was rubbing down that sweet little ass of her's.
Jessica cooed under my fingers, so I figured I'd let her feel the rest. I oiled my body up and used my chest to massage her,starting low, working up until my oiled cock rubbed against her ass.
I don't know where it came from, but another erection found me. I was stiff as a baseball bat and ready for more.
"Wanna go one more doll?" I whispered in her ear as I nibbled on the lobe. She nodded and raised her hips slightly letting my cock slide home. My rythm was slow at first. The tempo building as I felt my cock swelling even more in her tight pussy. Jessica matched me stroke for stroke. I started to lose myself in the feeling, the moment, when I thought I heard Rita laughing, calling my name.

 

[Moneytalks]

Jessica was experiencing true bliss after feeling Emory's talented hands soothing her muscles. She sighed to herself thinking how sweet this man was to her, she couldn't help comparing him to her husband. Her husband definitely fell short... before she could dwell on this however, she felt evidence of his renewed errection. She was shocked, and pleased. She nodded at his request, lifting her hips for him. As she felt him enter her again she shuddered, the feeling of fullness and completeness that she only ever experienced with him.

She too heard Rita's voice calling for Emory. She wanted him to ignore it but she could already feel his rythym change. No! She thought wiggling her hips hoping to keep him with her. She heard his deep voice responding, "What!?"
Rita giggled again, gawd what a slut Jessica thought to herself. Rita called out to Emory more insistantly and Jessica felt that magnificent cock leaving her. What was it about Rita that made him listen so? Emory helped Jessica to her feet. She was still a little unsteady, she was soooo close to orgasm herself she couldn't believe he managed to hold off enough to listen to the other woman calling him. He lead her to the bedroom and they were both greeted by the site of Rita straddling Stanton and riding him not unlike Jessica had been riding Emory in the pool.

 

[Jonas]

"Well now isn't this special." I had to laugh at Stanton. Yeah, he was getting his dick rode, but his hands and feet were tied to the bed with ropes. Rita's panties stuffed in his mouth. Jessica sat down on the edge of the bed and playfully plucked hairs out of his chest and gut.
"You want to question him now Emory." Rita giggled, she seemed to be really enjoying this, maybe to much.
"Yeah doll, it's time to talk to the man." I walked over to where Stanton could she me. He was moaning and squirming as Jessica continued to groom him.
"Easy sweetheart, let's ask Stanton a question or two first." She smiled and stopped the pulcking. Stanton looked relieved. "Stanton, listen good. This here is Mrs. Burke, yeah you heard me Burke. Now your boy's have been trying to frame her for her husbands murder. I want to hear you say it and tell me why?" I pulled the panties out of his mouth, he gasped for a minute then started talking unkindly about my mother. I shoved the undies back in, a little deeper than before. "Got any ideas?" Rita jumped of
her mount.
"I do Emory, watch this." She grabbed Stantons stiff cock and put the head in her mouth. Stanton stiffened and froze.
"Oh, I see. Now Stanton I'll ask one more time." I pulled out the panties.
"Ok, OK I'll sing, yes I ordered it! Yes, now get that witch off.AGHH" I guess Rita was a bit thin skinned, and it appeared so was Stanton, that bite drew blood.
"Easy Rita, better put a bandaid on that one, I'll go get my tape recorder."

 

[Moneytalks]

Jessica was impressed. She looked at Rita in a completely different light. No wonder Emory was so impressed by her, she really had talent. Jessica was pleased in a way, Stanton would soon clear her name, she'd be able to pay Emory and then... then? Her face fell as she imagined not having Emory in her life.

She managed to perk up when Emory returned with the tape recorder. She couldn't let him see how much he meant to her. When had this happened, even now she wasn't sure. All she knew was that she didn't want to be around when he tired of her like her husband had. She turned back to Stanton, pinching his nipples making him yelp. She remembered this disgusting man fucking her and she wanted pay-back.

Emory was back in control and back in charge. Jessica and Rita watched as he asked the questions. Stanton didn't look happy but Rita's smile revealed the nasty teeth that had done him damage earlier and he wasn't going to risk her going down on him again. Jessica listened to him explain how he and his goons had gone about setting her up. She noticed that even fearing for his life, the man couldn't keep his dick under control. It was stiff as he eyed the two naked woman standing over him. Jessica was disgusted, but Rita just grinned playfully swatting Stanton's errection.

 

[Jonas]

I had all I needed when O'Donnel showed up. Leave it to a bull to be always late. I gave him the tape machine.
"It's all yours now O'Donnel. Hope you make Captain." I grabbed Jessica, "Let's go doll, this party is over. Oh, ahh..O'Donnel, take care of Rita will ya?" The big bull smiled ear to ear, Rita laughted. She still was punching around the hoods bleeding cock.
I took Jessica back to her place and then mine. A change, a shower, a bag packed and we were on the way to the coast.
She feel asleep on my shoulder. The Packard humming a lollaby. You know, I think I really got a thing for this one.