Raven of the City

David

The heavy petting in the cab, and her expert fellatio have driven away all cares as she demands "Fuck Me PaperBoy!"

In my haste to strip her I hear the last peices of her clothing tear in my hands, not caring and then feel her bare skin in my hands. Dropping my hand between her thighs I feel her crotch and find there is no need for foreplay, she is ready for my cock. Pressing the tip of my enraged hard on against her slit, I ram into her, the full length penetrating her wet canal.

Grabbing Pam's tight buttocks, I begin thrusting into her with fast hard thrusts, my cock going the full length into her, then teasingly pulling back, until almost completely out of her. With each thrust I can hear our bodies meet, slamming into each other, my dick rubbing its length along her button.

"Is this what you want" I demand thru gritted teeth, as I slide a finger up her soaking wet ass, aiming it for her tight rear hole.
 
Pamela Fox

"Damn straight I want ya to fuck me, Paper Boy! Bring it on!" I say at almost the exact moment I feel his hardened member force its way into my cunt. His cock eases in and out, slowly and yet forcefully. During one such invasion his middle finger slips into my ass and I buck wildly at his touch. My legs wrapped around his backside, my back slams against the refrigerator and I let out a small giggle. His thrusts turn more and more violent, ramming his cock deep inside of me along with his finger pushing further into my ass. My nails drag along his back, a painful moan, mixed with sheer pleasure, erupts from both of our lips. My mouth presses against his, tightly.
 
Santiago

"Let's see how much."
Ramon tosses the panties on the floor.

"Touch yourself little bitch. Slide your fingers in your pussy and frig it till you cum. I KNOW you've done that before."

She slides her hand between her plump thighs, her fingers diasappear...
"Open your legs dammmit...that's right...come on!"

The girl strokes her pussy, the prominant lips are wet and swollen, she slides two fingers inside of herself, her eyes are wide, she shows no signs of anything but fear.

Santiago puts his arm around Ali and draws her to him. Opening her lips with his mouth, he snakes his tongue inside. Hers meets his and swirls around it...holding...sucking.
He feels her hands touch him, molding to the bulge of his cock, caressing...rubbing....

The naked girl's hands are moving more rapidly as she watches them, her palm rubbing hard against her clit. She moans...

"Look,"Ramon whispers,
"I think she needed a little stimulation to unwind. Let's give her some more."

He takes a step closer to the girl and grasps her breast, squeezing it hard and roughly thumbing her nipple.
The girl cries out but doesn't stop masturbating.

"Come on Ali, here's another one to play with.
Join me. We can help the poor child earn all this money."

In spite of the bribes several people were drifting over to the darkened corner.
 
the summoner

"Your fantasy," his voice ricochets in her mind, deep with an odd resonance as if there were two voices. Her mouth pressed against his chest, she could sense an unseen fullness, round in her mind's eye where her lips felt flat. Lowering her defenses, she welcomes him in, melding with him. It is a familiar pattern. She must give of herself to compensate for the summoning. Yet, tonight that is not enough. She can hear him almost taunting, "release your desires."

She knows they reach places Raven has never reached with another human, but she knows there is more. She has never bared herself to him, never relinquished control. That hesitation had always limited what they could achieve. To let go could bind them like nothing else. It could cause pain. It could change everything.

The fear melted like a mist. Mentally she faced Raven, taking in the duality of his chi. She kissed lips full and sweet like her own, felt a hardness pressed to her belly. The hands entwined with hers were masculine and feminine at once. She wanted to explore all aspects of Raven, male, female, mental, and primal. Hesitating no longer, she removed the final barriers and held herself open to him. Voice raw, she whispered, "My fantasy is to be taken. It has never been done before; I've never allowed it. Everything is open to you, yours for the taking." Trembling in anticipation, she added, "yours for the breaking."
 
Faith

She closed her eyes tightly...she couldn't bare to watch as Tyrone's mouth opened with a silent scream, and he was pushed back against the opposite wall, blood flowing from the open wound from his gut, his head colliding with the brick with a sickening crack. She couldn't watch as he slide down the wall, leaving a trail of blood as he sank to the ground.

It was all a blur. She had taken the gun from the confines of her skirt and blouse when he had begun to unzip his pants. She had just aimed, squeezed her eyes shut and pulled the trigger. Standing up, she lost one shoe, then the other as she ran down the alley. She pushed past Vince, and she continued deeper into the Zone.

Her long legs pumping as hard as they could. Blonde waves coming from their tight confines and whipping around that tear streaked face. Leave me alone! The voices from her abusive past and her violent present haunted her. The future promising to be just as bleak. LEAVE ME ALONE! She wanted to scream those words aloud...Let everyone know in this godforsaken place to leave her the fuck alone!

She came to her to her building, quickly going up the stairs to her floor. It was a miracle that she was able to get in, with her hands trembling so badly. She slammed the door shut behind her, not bothering to lock it. She kept the lights off...She couldn't bare to look at the bright colors which were her world. She began to franticaly rip the clothes from her body. Blood splattering them...Her's or Tyrone? Material ripping, buttons popping accompained the horrible, depressing sound of her sobs. She left herself in her bra and panties...another trickle of blood slid down her neck.

She went into her bedroom, sitting at her vanity table, she stared into the mirror. Steel gray eyes alive with terror....with depression. She was showing emotion...She let out a blood chilling wail, her hands clentching together. Her right fist came in contact with the glass...The pieces of the heart-shaped mirror shattering on contact. Just like her heart and her soul.
 
Shirlene/Artemis

I have used my Powers to much someone is trailing me I must go into hiding for awhile!

There are two people who can help me but they are both busy I will leave a delayed Telepathy message!

Summoner & Raven Search Beacon and you find Artemis!!
 
Vince Amado

Something had gone wrong. By the time Vince had turned the corner, Faith was gone and Tyrone's guts were sprayed all over the filthy brick wall.
He reached down and picked up the big 45. It hadn't been fired.
Maybe this was retribution for the Wino. But where was the protection for Faith.
He was tempted to go back to Mother and call her up on it...but he didn't.

He'd come to be a true man of the streets, fatalistic. The only tomorrow was what happned next.
Nearly 2 AM and only the bars and the junkies and the whores were running wide open now in the Zone.
He saw Ramons Limo parked in front of an alley
and walked over to it.
A tough looking Latino rolled down the window and spit.
"Tell your Boss, his payroll got lighter tonight."
Vince said,
"And tell him Vince Amado gives him Mother's best wishes."

He turned and paused to light a Lucky.
Maybe he could find Pam, she was with the girl.
Or maybe he'd see if Jesse was still up.
It was a long way till morning.
 
Victoria Brice

Tory wrinkled her nose as she exited the cab, the stink of this city was cloying and suffocating. Surveying her surroundings she thought perhaps it would be wise to retain the cab during the time she was here just in case, but the afterthought was late in coming as the cab drove off. Even the cabbies didn't stay too long in this part of town.

Steeling her shoulders, Tory approached the door and swung it wide as the fading rays of sunlight made there final plea over the walls of the buildings. The sun itself didn't relish this part of town and made a hasty retreat behind the horizon.

Stepping into the doorway she gave a pause to allow her eyes to adjust to the darkness of the room. Moving into the lounge, Tory spotted an available booth in the corner of the room that allowed her a vantage point to the door, the stage, and the rear entrance. Making her way across the expanse of the lounge she seated herself and slid back into the booth, the leather of her pants sliding across the smooth vinyl of the seat.. Waiting rather impatiently for a waitress to approach she sat drumming her fingers impatiently upon the table top.
 
David

Bracing my legs apart, I pull her ass towards me to meet each driving thrust of my cock, pounding deeper and deeper into her wet slit. My lips are mashed against hers, no tenderness involved, just the crude giving and taking of pleasure, at the basic animal level....Hearing the rattle and crash of the refrigerators contents, as I hammer into Pam, I laugh as the thought passes thru my mind,and I say it out loud....

"Guess we'll be having "tossed salad" for dinner"....

Then return to the blood pounding chore of fucking Pam and myself into tomorow...."So you like it rough" I grunt between thrusts "How about a game of cops and robbers" I query, hearing her breath rasping in her thraot, as she responds to my hard thrusts...

"You can be my perp, and I'll be the nasty officer?" I challenge, pressing her against the freezer, my finger deep in her ass, as I try to split her with each thrust......
 
Jesse

Shel brought me safely back to my apartment, and promptly left. Exhausted, I had slept a good amount of time, and that was evidently what I needed. The vicodin was wearing off, but then so was most of the pain as well. My eye was beginning to open, even if it didn't look all that good.

I look around the small apartment at my meager belongings. I caught sight of a picture suddenly. Stepping over to the dresser, I pick up the silver frame and glance at it. I had almost forgotten I had it. Taken when I was 12, I could remember the day the picture was taken. My family had been on a picnic that day. A beautiful, warm summer day. I was standing next to my father, lanky in shorts and a t shirt, not yet filled out with a woman's curves. My father's arm about my shoulders, both of us smiling into the camera. My mother stood on the other side of me, her arms draped around my younger brother's shoulders. The day came back vividly - laughter, teasing, enjoyment. Who knew my brother would be dead less than a month later, leaving the family devasted, my parents barely speaking to each other.

I had met Greg 4 years after this picture was taken, left home less than a year later. I could still hear my father's voice - angry, accusing, wanting to hurt the man I thought I was in love with. I remembered my mother's tears, afraid she would never hear from me again. And she was right. In all these years - not one phone call, not one letter. I'm sure they thought I was dead.

I sigh heavily. You can never go home, wasn't that what they always said? And was it true? Maybe I could go home. Maybe I could be part of a family once more. Maybe I could earn their love again - just as I had that warm summer day, before my brother had been run down by a car while riding his bike.

My eyes well with tears....for my lost brother, lost family, lost innocence. Suddenly a knock sounds on the door and causes me to jump. I remember the note left earlier, that I wanted to show it to Raven. But I wasn't expecting him or anybody.

Looking in the mirror, I make a face at my eye, and quickly wipe away the tears. Still wearing the cut off shorts and tank top from earlier, I make my way to the door, and open it.

And I am surprised to find him standing on my doorstep...........
 
Faith

Faith...wake up...Wake up, Faith...

Faith
...Faith...
FAITH...


She opened her eyes, fully preparing to see her father hovering over her, hands ready to grab her by her delicate throat, but she saw her ceiling instead and sighed with releif. But, that was short lived. Her head was pounding, the make-shift bandage she had wrapped around her fist was soaked red.

Standing up, she carefully made her way to the bathroom, so she didn't step in the shattered fragments of glass. She stripped nude...She tried to look at herself in the mirror, but the image was blurred from the tears filling her eyes.

The water was turned on, as hot as possible. Stepping under the buring streams, she whimpered softly, as the liquid fire beat down on. This was the only time she could show emotion...Maybe that's why she showed so much in the first place. As water scalded the smooth skin of her face, her tears mixed along with the droplets.

Why...Why me...? Why does all this shit keep happening to me? God, why?!

She watched as the water swirled down into the drain, hints of red in it. She touched the back of her head...felling the hair matted together. She let the water run all over her hair, washing her blood away. Getting out of the shower finally, her skin was raw, and slightly pink. She dried herself off, and went and put on a silk nightgown. Purple, with black lace along the edges, and black spaghetti straps, it hugged her body gently.

She wrapped another bandage around her fist. Then...she thought of something a client had given her, along with her fee. She went back into the bathroom, and opened the cabinet...searching until she found the little while vial. She didn't know much about cocaine, but she had watched people used it. She made several neat lines on the edge of the sink, and slowly they were inhaled.

She had finally hit rock bottom...or, could it get any worse?
 
Pamela Fox

Each vicious thrust feels as though he will rip me in two, an exquisitely erotic sensation. My body is slammed against the fridge time and time again, squeals of delight erupting from me.

"Oh, Fuck, Yes, Paper Boy, that's the way I love it Baby!" My menacing glare is wasted on his unseeing eyes, but I know he can feel the hotness of the gaze. "So, ya say ya want me to me be the big bad criminal girl, eh Copper? I dare ya to try and tame this wild animal that has found its way into your cage!"
 
David

Grinning at her dare, I back up, the full weight of her sweating body now resting on her legs wrapped around me, and my cock.

"Lets take you to your cell then, Wild One" I say in a mock voice of authority...

Walking over to the flight of steps, I take each in deliberate, bouncing motion, driving her deeper and deeper onto my raging erection.

"YOU'RE........NEVER........GOING........TO.......MAKE........IT!!!!" Pam grunted with each step, the full length of my cock slamming into her with each step, rubbing against her button and slick stomach.

"Just because I'm blind, doesn't mean I'm out of shape" I retort, making sure I take the last steps as brutally as the first.

Once on the upper level, I head towards my "work out" room, a place normally used for my exercise, now to be used for a small group session of two.

Pam's arms wrapped around my neck and her legs around my thighs, gave me an ample chance to take advantage of her, which I used to the fullest. Reaching up to her wrist, I firmly pulled it down, then behind her and reached into a drawer.

"Hey, thats not fair Paper Boy!" She protested, as she felt the handcuff encircle her wrist with a loud click.

"Who said I had to play fair" I questioned as I pulled her second wrist to meet the other, and gave it the same treatment.

Pam now was held by my arms, her thighs still encircling me, as I again ordered her in mock gruffness to unlock her ankles. With a sigh, she obeyed and I pulled out of her tight hole, then spun her around, one hand in her tousled hair.

"Now its time for the big, bad robber to be punished" I teased her, pushing the head of my cock between her wet thighs, feeling her spread for me, despite her earlier protests. Sliding into her clit again, I held her head down, and with my free hand brought it downward, with a resounding CRACK..........
 
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Vince

"Hey Baby, long time no see....
Jesus! What happned to you!"

Vince didn't wait to be invited in even though he hadn't seen Jesse in over a month and then under
less than chummy conditions. He just pushed by and spun her around looking at the shadowing eye and bruised face.

"I tell you,"
he said holding her arms and looking her over.
"It ain't no kinda night for women." he kissed her lightly on the cheek.
"Who did it? I'll moidah da bum.!"

Jesse started to laugh but it hurt to much and instead she threw her arms around him and pressed herself against him.

"Vince I wanna go home. Please take me home."
He felt her tears wetting his shirt and guided her over to the couch.

"Sure I'll take you home Jes, anytime you want."
He gave her another kiss, a soft one on her lips then walked into the dingy kitchen.
The refrigerator opened...

"Don't guess you got any steaks in here...Damn Jessie don't you ever eat !"

She stretched out on the couch, her body aching and her head swimming, listening to him rummaging around.
He came out a minute later with an evil looking poultice of raw hamburger meat.
"Better than nothin'" he said laying it in the blackened eye.

Then he sat in a chair across the coffee table and looked at her.
"You are a pitiful sight.'

She nodded her head. It throbbed when she did.

"It's damn amazin' too."

"What is?"

"That a chick so beat up and down out can still give me a friggin' hardon."
 
Alison Chambers

The girl’s eyes are wide and her chest is heaving from the dual stimulation of her own hand on her pussy and Ramon’s fingers tweaking and pinching her nipple. The harder he pinches her, the faster she rubs herself. I step closer to her, and now I can hear the squishing sounds as her fingers work at her damp folds.

Smirking, I reach out and grab her other nipple. She gasps, a high, whistling sound, but doesn’t protest. “You like it when we play with your titties?” I ask. She doesn’t answer, and I give the little nub a sharp pinch. She yips with the sudden pain. “Answer me, sweetie.”

“Yes!” she gasps. “Oh yes, I do like it!”

I chuckle. “Good girl.” Then I lower my head and capture the nipple between my lips. She gasps again and the squishing sounds start to speed up. Behind me I hear the murmur of voices, but I ignore them. So we’ve attracted a crowd. Big deal. It’s not as if anyone’s going to call the cops.

I take her nipple between my lips and give it a good tongue-lashing. Incredibly, it gets even stiffer as I lick it. Each stroke of my tongue makes her cry out softly. I amuse myself by tongue-teasing her nipple in different ways: a tickling motion with just the tip, a series of gradually decreasing spirals, a quick back-and-forth swiping motion. I vary the motion constantly, determined to drown her with sensation.

Before long my tongue gets tired and I decide to do something different. The girl gasps when she feels my teeth scrape the little nub, just hard enough to mix a bit of pain with the pleasure, but not hard enough to draw blood. She doesn’t protest, however, and as I continue to nip her, she lets loose a long, shuddering sigh.

Out of the corner of my eye I can see Ramon playing with her other breast. Together we are driving this innocent wild. Her harsh breathing and moans inflame my senses. My clit is throbbing semi-urgently in my tight jeans. Soon it will need attention, but for now I’d rather concentrate on her. I can tell from the squishing sounds that her hand is moving faster than before. It won’t be long before she cums.

As soon as this thought forms in my mind, she stiffens and utters a sharp cry. As if from far away I hear Ramon murmur, “Yes, baby, that’s right. Cum for us, you little virgin slut.” His words seem to spur her on, because she answers him with another cry. Her body tenses and jerks as the pleasure hits her. I keep my mouth fastened to her nipple until the spasms die away – I only release it when I feel the tension go out of her. I straighten up and look at her. She sits slumped on the table, breathing hard, head lowered. Her hair falls around her face, obscuring it from my view.

I grab a handful of blond hair and tug her head up to face me. Her mouth opens wide but no sound comes out. She looks a little disoriented, as if she can’t quite remember how she got here. Before she can say anything I lean in and kiss her hard on the mouth, keeping a firm grip on her hair. My tongue stabs into her mouth. She whimpers but doesn’t offer any resistance. Her lips part before my invading tongue, surrendering to it. A tremor runs through her body as I explore the warm, moist cavern of her mouth.

At last I break the kiss and come up for air. We look at each other, panting slightly, and I release her hair. Ramon and I exchange grins. “She’s quite a hot number,” he says with a laugh. “She’s gonna make a good sub for some lucky guy someday.” I nod agreement and caress her hair gently, as if stroking a favored pet.
 
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Shirlene/Artemis

I stay in The Shadows of here and not here!

I sense that Jesse wants to go home and that someone is with her it's Amato.

I jump through an open window and stalk into where Jesse & Amato are I Bare Teeth & Growl low in my throat before I even know what's happening I feel hands around my Wolfs Throat.

I Tranform Immediately into My Human Form and say Amato get your hands off of me you Giant Gorilla!

Vince Amato take Jesse home get her out of here before all the shit hits the fans Tonight!
 
Jesse

Vince could be rough around the edges, but he had a heart of gold he didn't like anyone outside of the Zone to know about. Seeing at my door caused me to know that I would be safe. As I lay on the couch, I was almost embarassed by my initial request for Vince to take me home. But if he was willing? Did he really mean it?

As he placed the raw meat on my eye, I had to smile to myself. I could only imagine the sight I must have made to him.

"That a chick so beat up and down out can still give me a friggin' hardon."

That comment was so unexpected, that I couldn't help but giggle. As though defending his words, he stood up in front of me, showing me the bulge in his pants.

"Oh, Vince! Stop it! You can't tell me that you can look at me the way I am now, and get hard."

"Ok, babe, I won't tell ya - I'm showing ya!"

He walked over to the couch and sat next me and I could feel him stroking my hair.

"Now, what's all this about going home? And where is home, Jesse?"

"Oh, I don't know. It's silly, I suppose - yes, it is. I just want to feel secure, and loved. Like I did the day that picture was taken, the one over there in the silver frame. Loved, protected, aw, I guess that sounds silly coming from some one like me, huh?

"No, Jesse, it doesn't. It isn't anything that anyone here hasn't thought about. Now, if I'm taking you home, then you will have to tell me where home is?"

"Iowa. A little farm just outside of Council Bluffs."

"Iowa! Damn, Jesse! You want to go to Iowa? Here, why don't you just think about it. Let me know what you think about it later, OK?

I nod to him, pulling the meat from my eye, which now feels cold and wet. Vince takes it and walks back to the kitchen with it. I try to sit up, when Vince comes back into the room. Without speaking a word, he stretches his body out next to mine, takes me in his arms, and I feel his lips on mine.....searching, seeking, drinking.....
 
Pamela Fox

This guy is amazing! He carries me along up the steps and his cock never parts from me. This has been the ride of my life. His fire matches my own, a burning that never quite extinguishes itself. And to think it all started as two acts of vengance: mine against Priscilla and our mutual one against the woman beater.

Suddenly I hear the click, click of handcuffs being secured around my wrists. Then my body if forced to the bed, head pressed into the mattress and ass raised in the air.

""Thwack!" His palm connects to the delicate flesh of my ass. The heat spreads from my ass to between my legs, a highly erotic sensation.

"But Copper, I have been so much naughtier than that! Is that the best ya can fuckin' do?"
 
Raven

More as the barriers drop than her words brings a thin, almost cold smile to Raven's lips. He kisses her hard and fully upon the lips, his long tongue slithering around that of the Summoner's. he can feel the heat arising from her, feel the hesitant tentacles of her mind seeping into his.

Gathering her into his arms, Raven carries her into the bedroom. He lays her on the bed, regarding her with eyes black as the spaces between stars and perhaps as ancient.

Finding scarves, he returns to the bed and ties the Summoner's hands and feet to the corners. he ties another around her eyes so she cannot see physically, but must rely on her other senses.

"Tonight," he tells the Summoner, "you will learn more of illusion and reality. And what lies beyond."

Kneeling between her open legs, Raven draws deep breaths, focusing, drawing upon his own energies and theSummoner's. He begins lightly stroking her body, beginning at her throat. As his hands move down along her breasts, one hand changes, become smaller, softer with longer nails. It's touch is lighter than the other, more masculine hand as they both caress the Summoner's breasts, teasing her nipples, rolling them between fingers, lightly pinching.

Raven straddles the Summoner up high, letting his hard, long cock rest between her breasts as he continues his caresses. He leans forward, letting the tip of his cock touch her lips, leaving a moist sheen of pre cum. Raven watches as she licks lightly along his cock, tasting him.

He draws back, concentrates a moment, then leans forward again, partially changed. Firm, warm breasts now lay upon either side of the Summoner's face. Raven lightly draws the eager nipples across the Summoner's lips.

The nails of the feminine hand draw lightly across the Summoner's belly as the masculine hand massages her lower belly, causing her uterus to contract beneath its touch. Raven can feel the moisture gather as the Summoner fights ree of conflicting sensations.

Using both hands, Raven caresses the eager, swollen flower between the Summoner's thighs. the feminine hand draws lightly along her clitoris as the masculine hand gently parts her inner lips, probing.

Slowly, Raven lowers Raven's head until Raven's lips just brush against her sultry quim. Raven draws tongue slowly, very, very slowly along the length of her clitoris, then back again, tasting the flavor of her seeping to glisten upon the patch of her soft pubic down. Raven sucks at the base of the Summoner's clitoris, Raven's feminine transformed hand kneading near the bulb.

The Summoner's arousal is sweet, and Raven draws it in hungrily. Raven continues to lick, lightly, sucking as Raven's hands caress from between her open thighs and onto her aching sex. Male and female the hands caress.

Hearing the mental gasp from the Summoner, Raven slowly parts her inner lips. Raven teases her with the tip of Raven's long, hard cock. Slowly, Raven enters the Summoner, bit by slow bit, gradually, pushing in a little ways more each time, then drawing back until almost out of her until, at last, the Raven's pelvis meets the Summoner's and Raven's cock is buried deep within her.

Raven puts a hand behind the Summoner's head and draws her lips to the breasts Raven has grown in partial transformation. The Summoner kisses, sucks, bites at the breasts as Raven begins moving in and out of her tight, hot channel. Slowly at first, then faster, faster, harder, deeper...

Raven's blood pulses strong in Raven's ears. Raven wants to release into her, but holds back, waiting to feel the Summoner move to the point of orgasm, to that moment before she will know release...and the point where Raven will be able to delve even deeper, into the Summoner's mind and body.

Around them, the energy of the room crackles. The storm outside has become a wild thing, lashing at the windows.
 
Faith

The shreads of glass were slowly swept up, as ''Emotional'' by Carl Thomas played quietly. When she was done, she glass was emptied into the trash can. She couldn't stay in here...She had to get out. She felt different...Lighter. Like all of her problems were gone. She wondered why she hadnt't used the cocaine before, but she just shrugged it off.

Going to her closet, an outfit was carefully selected and placed on her bed. A shimmery black tube top, covering only her breasts and hugging them tightly. A matching mini skirt showing most of her long, bronzed legs, little slits up each side almost to her hips. A black leather jacket ending at her waist left open. Black platform sandals, thin laces tying around her ankles. Black leather gloves to cover the bandage around her fist. Thick blonde curls tumbling down her back. Flesh toned eye shadow and blush, blood red lipstick.

She headed out of her place...No one was really around tonight. Everybody must be fucking... She laughed at the thought. She ended up at the Licking Lizard...Making her way through the thinning crowd, she found a table in one of the dark corners...watching.
 
Grabbing Pam's hips, I pull out of her slick canal, and reply...

"So you've been really bad, huh baby? Then I'll just punish you a little more! Pressing my swollen knob between her tight cheeks, I lean forward as I pull her flanks toward me, feeling it slide into her tight ring.

Gasping, Pams body trembles, as I continue pushing, and soon have the length of my cock almost completely buried in her ass.

"Now we see how tough you are" I challenge her, as I pull almost completely out of her and then slam into her. Holding her hips firmly, I begin to pound her anus faster and faster, heating her grunts and groans, as I slide in and out.

"Come on baby, make me pop" I moan, feeling the pressure beginning to build in my balls. With a slap to each word, on her firm buttock, I repeat my last words...."MAKE..(slap)..ME..(slap)...POP..(slap)...
 
Vince was by nature not a gentle lover but for a variety of reasons he tried to be with Jesse that night.
He took off her clothes like a mother does a baby and then removed his own. Vince's body showed many scars and hard edges but the toned tight muscles of his glory days in the ring, softned now with the passage of time still showed through and he was blessed with a thick, curving penis that made the girls eyes light up. In this case only one eye...

He took a cool wet washcloth and bathed her body from head to toe. He sat on the couch next to her and towelled her dry. Jesse took his cock in her hands and stroked him quickly to erection.

"Not to sore are you."
He leaned over and kissed her breasts, taking time to suck each stiffening tip between his lips.

"Oh no, Vince, please I need you now."
She shifted under him.

He looked at her and kissed her lips.
"Tell you what. You can get on me tonight. You can ride me and take out all your anger on everybody that's pissed you off...done you a bad turn. I can take it. You Fuck me hard as you can.
Later we can talk about going home."

The shifted positions and Jesse kneeled over him, settling herself down onto him, feeling him open her, stretch her, fill her, become her as she slipped down onto his rock hard cock.

Maybe she didn't have to cross the Mississippi to get home afterall.
 
Pamela Fox

David punsihes me is such delicious ways; bittersweet pain mixed with erotic abandon. His hardened member exits my pussy and with one vicious movement the length of him is inside my ass. I scream loudly at the initial shock of the intrusion, but soon I am matching his thrusts. He orders me to make him cum. Slamming against him, grinding my ass into his groin, I feel his firm balls slap against my pussy. With each slap on my ass, I can feel my juice ooze from me.

"Oooh Yes, Copper. That's the way I like it. Fuck me in the ass hard! YES! Spank me, BABY!" Shards of light appear as I erupt in a climatic glow, fluid now seeping from between my legs. I feel him beginning to stiffen and then he removes from me. Violently pushing me over, I am facing is throbbing cock. A few quick strokes is all that is needed for his hot cum to explode from the tip of his erection. I watch in pleasure as it lands on my breasts and face. Licking the drops that land on my mouth, I whisper, "You taste as good as you feel, PaperBoy!"
 
Shirlene Vanderbelt

As I silently watch in My Wolf Form what is going on from The Shadows!

I say Telepathically to David!

Well are you two having fun?

Do not try to find my voice for there is only one person who could have done it but they have forgotten or barried the Talent!

Tell Raven that if the Puzzle of the murdered girls is not solved and quickly!

What he has been Dreaming about will become a reality that can only be stopped by a person of the same bloodine!!
 
Ramon Santiago

Santiago turns on the gathering of freaks.
"Shows over. Get the fuck out of here."
"Wait!"
he points to a fat bloated kid with spiked green hair and pierced from forehead to penis, which he's trying to stuff back in his pants as he moves away.
"Me?"
"Jesus Christ kid who else!"

Everyone now is back on the other side of the huge strobelit room.
"You wanna fuck her?"
He points at the blonde who's sitting dazed at the table, her nipples swollen and red.
"Yeah...sure. Sure I do."

"OK here's a hundred for you and another hundred for the bitch. Take her right now."
The fat kid falls all over himself stripping off his clothes and draping the girl across the table.
He spreads her plump legs and pushes a short fat cock between them.

"You ain't much for small talk are you boy!"
Alison and Ramon laugh at that and then kiss violently, their tongues raping each others mouths as the blonde girl grunts and pants a few feet away.

Outside in the cold air once again, he pauses to light a cigarette and looks around for the limo, there it is across the street.
He takes Ali's arm and they hurry across the pavement and climb into the back seat.

"Not interested in the girl after all Ramon?"
Alison's face was flushed.
"Nah we cant get them all. We got a better one at home anyway."

He looked at her, his eyes suddenly darker than ink. He took her face in one hand and pulled it to his. They kissed again. Both of them were hot and aroused from the encounter in the punk bar.
"Where to Boss?" Dirk had pulled the Limo from the curb.

"OldTown, then Downtown, the theater district and North Park. Take your time. The Lady and me got a lot to do back here.
He was already unbuckling his pants and his dark glittering eyes never left her own.
 
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