Who's ready for this?
DanielAs I crawled back up her body, I rubbed every inch of skin that I could reach. When I got to her breasts, I squeezed those gorgeous overflowing handfuls. I bent my head down and thrust my tongue into her mouth, so she could taste herself."I love you, Natalia." I placed the head of my dick at the juncture of her thighs and wished I could take a picture.I looked into her eyes and entered her. I took it easy. She was tight but wet. I pulled back and thrust again, going deeper. She was staring at my face, wanting to see my reaction. Once more I pulled back and thrust harder. I felt resistance, and then I was inside all the way. Her pussy was clenching me, and I was almost shaking with an effort to stay still. She broke eye contact and threw her head back. I stayed still until the pain had passed, but it was hard. Now that she was mine in every way, I wanted to stake my claim and pound her into the bed, but I wasn't going to do that. Even though my cock, balls and every instinct I
ShawI've been working on my career for a while now. I want to make Sargeant in the worst way. I'll be in the office more, and I won't be partnered with Ben anymore, which will totally suck, but then we can be out. I'm tired of hiding our relationship. Now that someone knows, we have to be even more careful. But we can't stay away from each other. And when we're together, we can't keep our hands off one another.I constantly have to check myself so that I don't touch him inappropriately while at work. That is really the hardest part. I feel grounded when we touch. No one else has ever made me feel this way. Certainly not my ex.Ben almost came to blows with him about a month ago. We ran into him while having lunch. Ed knows Ben is my partner, but not that he's my partner. He came to our table and tried asking me for a second chance. I could see that Ben was about to blow a gasket, so I nipped that in the bud real quick. I escorted Ed outside and told him to leave me alone. I was done w
LenoreI don't know why those detectives didn't arrest Natalia. I gave her to them on a silver platter. I heard through the grapevine, aka, my cousin Gayle, that they pulled her in for questioning. Daniel took the day off to support her. Grrrr! What does a girl have to do to get her man back? I hacked into the club's security system, so I could watch him daily, but now that the club is off limits, I haven't seen them in a few days. I can't believe I missed all that action, but I had to get a new job here that has me working nights. I ended up quitting the old one that I left town for. They didn't have a position in the branch here in town, and I wasn't leaving again. It was disappointing but to be expected I guess. It was a specialized field and they had already filled my old position. I just tanked my career basically and will have to start over in another firm. Just another thing I have to thank Natalia for.I'm staying in a crappy motel near the highway because that's what I can aff
NataliaThis whole interlude with Daniel has been amazing. We finally said 'I love you' and that was huge. Epic. My heart is full to bursting right now, but not only that, we finally did the deed. Like over and over and over. Daniel is insatiable. My pussy was raw and well used. My tits were overly sensitive because he wouldn't leave my nipples alone. Not that I was complaining. He literally fucking owned me and I loved it. Craved it. I needed his dominance as much as he needed to exert it. I rubbed my wrists where he had tied me to the bed the other night. His imagination for sexual encounters was legendary. At least for me, it was.Every damn thing has been a revelation. I mean we had a lot of sex or maybe sex acts before, but now he barely lets me touch his dick. He just wants inside me, and I'm down for it. Don't get me wrong, it's just so different. Is it because we are in love or is it different because it's my pussy? It does seem more intimate to have vaginal sex. I guess we kin
BensonI was watching Shaw talk with the Captain from across the bullpen. Yeah, that was a sexist term. This room wasn't full of just men like it was twenty or thirty years ago. Lots of ladies worked here, but the term stuck. I sighed, take Shaw for instance, she was looking so pretty today. Her long dark hair was braided down her back. Her makeup was darker than usual, probably to cover evidence of little sleep because of our late night picking up Lenore. We just grabbed a couple of hours here and there. In between fuck sessions, of course. I remembered that thing she does with her tongue but quickly squashed that thought. That was a big no, to getting a hard on at work. The guys would never let me live it down if anyone noticed. But damn it was hard not to get hard around Shaw. That woman was a fucking Queen. And I was her King. You better fucking believe it.I'm sure she's going to get the promotion. I was readying myself for the news. I wanted the best for her, so I wouldn't make a
DanielWe waited in the lobby for news about Brandt, and it was hell. I got the story from Honey while we waited. She had been waiting in the parking lot while Brandt went in to get their food. A car pulled up to the curb, then Brandt was gone. What really got me was that Honey followed them while being on the phone with emergency services. I mean she saved him practically single-handedly. What a woman.I had a small crush on her when I first met her a couple of months ago. Honey was beautiful and sweet. I remember thinking how lucky Brandt was to have such an innocent girl for his own.Then I found my own. It was a big responsibility being a girl's first everything. My only thought then was that I wanted to have a girl to defile, but it turned out to be so much more than that with Natalia. At the beginning, I almost let her go. In the end, I couldn't. I knew from the first moment she was mine. I've taken every hole, and she's filled every one that I had in my soul. My Peaches was the
BensonMichael Campo's killer remained elusive. I was working at my desk, going through all the clues we had amassed so far. Our two best suspects were Lenore Smithers and Sandra Jacobs. Lenore was a suspect simply because she tampered with evidence and tried to pin the murder on Natalia Jacobs. Sandra Jacobs was a suspect for several reasons. She had inserted herself into the investigation several times, coming in to give a statement when we hadn't asked her for one, was pretty suspicious. Secondly, she kept calling us as if she wanted information from us to see where we were going with the investigation. Both of those things usually meant someone had something they wanted to hide and was fishing to see if we had figured out what they were hiding. Plus, she could have a motive. It was her daughter that was hurt at the club by Campo only days before. We couldn't find a motive for Lenore to have killed Campo. Had they met before? We needed to lock that down.The police in Frog City, as
The Killers POVI'd gone over the boat with a fine tooth comb. They won't find anything there. I threw the knife over a bridge on my way home. I left no DNA and no fingerprints. Have I forgotten anything? Overlooked anything? Think like a cop. I kept my phone at home, at least my real one. I made sure there were no cameras in the vicinty of the lauindromat. The only thing that has me worried is the note. The cops haven't found it yet, or they would have dragged me in for questioning already. I can only hope that Campo threw it away where it can never be found. I searched his car and his house. His pockets. Everywhere the cops would search.I know Benson and Shaw are still working heavily on the case. I've been keeping my ears open, nose to the ground, all that crap. They don't have any reason to arrest ore even suspect me. I'm sure of that. I even have a scapegoat in mind if they get too close. Without the note, they've got nothing. My history with Campo is hidden in years past. No one
AnalieseOscar was looking at me, waiting for an answer. No, I didn't want him working at the club. I know, without him telling me, that women throw themselves at him. I mean, God, look at the man. He was tall, gorgeous with rippling muscles. Yeah, he was going to get hit on. And yes, I trusted him. Totally and completely, but that didn't mean I wanted him to be surrounded all the time with pus8sy, as he calls it, that isn't mine."Yes, I'm jealous already, but I trust you. You waited for me for years and now that you have me, I plan to give you whatever you want, whenever you want. I think that may give you an incentive to be faithful, right?" I teased him. "Plus, I'm not the girl that is going to tell you to quit your job, a job you seem to like, over something like jealousy. If your interest in me ever starts to wane, I might get worried though.""I'm never going to get tired of you. You're my whole world, Analiese. And since you mentioned it, you did say, I could have you, wheneve
OscarWe watched Manuel for the better part of the day. Ariana came for Manuel at around five. She had texted me to let me know she was on the way, so Ana had all of his things packed back in his bag, including a now clean bottle. It was a very enjoyable day. I loved spending time with my nephew, and he was no trouble.Ariana grumbled a bit because Mama wanted her back again tomorrow. Ana offered to watch him again. I would be in bed for a good part of the day sleeping and wouldn't be able to help, but she was fine with that. So it was decided. I helped load the car and reminded her that we might need a play pen for him to nap in. Ariana said she would put it in the car tonight so she wouldn't forget as she would be bringing him earlier tomorrow.As I gave her a hug goodbye, she asked, "Did you see the note I left you?" I was confused."Note? Ana said she found a note with emergency numbers. She put it on the fridge.""No, not that one," she seemed uncomfortable.She reached into a si
AnalieseI could have squealed when Oscar told Ariana to bring Manuel over. That little boy has been in my thoughts a lot lately. He was such a happy baby. I was super excited, and I gave some thought to what we would do while we had him, which would be a few hours at the least. I got out the vacuum cleaner and vacuumed the living room floor. Then I used a dry mop on the tile. I was thinking that now we had Coco and Mystic, there was probably unseen animal hair everywhere. I wanted Manuel to be free to crawl around anywhere he wanted. We didn't have any glass furniture or knick-knacks he could break, so we were good on that front.Oscar laughed at me as I scrambled to clean up the floor. He had made himself a post-workout smoothie while I rushed around. I was just putting things away when we heard the knock on the door. Oscar quickly strode to the living room and let Ariana and the baby inside. They hugged, and I stood off to the side with my hands behind my back. I was trying to conc
AnalieseWhen I woke, Oscar was gone from bed. I looked at my phone and saw it was late morning. I needed to pee in the worst way, so I did that first. Oh, my as8s ached. I saw a tube of ointment on the bathroom counter. I know he left that out for me, so I applied it and washed my hands thoroughly. I should jump in the shower, but I wanted to find Oscar.I moseyed into the living room, and then into the kitchen. He wasn't in the apartment. I was very surprised. He hadn't left me alone like this before, except that one night, but he'd really been here all the time, so I didn't think that counted.I found a note on the counter. He went to the gym. That made sense. He hadn't gone in the last two weeks, and today he was going back to work. He probably wanted to get back on his regular schedule. Since he was obsessed about Dylan, I had to assume that Oscar knew the guy was still in jail. I wasn't worried. I had my Coco. And he'd installed the cameras. I'm sure he was keeping an eye on me
OscarAna looked fuc8king gorgeous in my namesake pose, waiting. So submissive. So curvy. Her creamy skin, marred with marks I put on her. I was rock hard. I stalked closer. The room was so quiet, I could hear the whisper of my jeans rubbing together as I walked. I found the lube in the nightstand drawer and picked up the plug."Get on the bed, on your hands and knees, Fu8ck Toy," I ordered.I'd been thinking of this all night. The plug was made of glass, and it winked in the dim light of the bedside lamp. I was looking forward to seeing it in her, as much as I was about seeing her pretty pus8sy bared to me. I watched her tit8s bounce as she crawled on the bed. I loved those fat jugs. I wanted to give them some attention too, but soon they were out of my sight.I stared at her slit. It was glistening, ready for my co8ck. But not yet. I knelt down behind her and pulled her back to the edge of the bed a little, then I buried my face in her sweet cu8nt. I wanted to taste her, and she nee
AnalieseHaving dinner with my parents was nice. I enjoyed them and their banter. My mom was probably submissive like me, but in the bedroom, which eww, I didn't really want to think about. But outside of the bedroom she had a mind of her own and she gave as good as she got. Which a lot of the time, made for some hilarious conversations.It made me think of what I told Oscar earlier when I caught him on the phone with Mindy. I understood why he called her, and I wasn't threatened by it. I did, however, mean what I said. I'd fu8ck him up if he talked with her again. She couldn't be trusted, and I didn't want her anywhere near him, even it was in his ear. I know she must have said something provacative to him. I would ask another day, when I wasn't a Toy for his pleasure.Oscar was calmer now, back to his old self. He had needed to discipline me and strangely, though I had never known it, I needed said discipline. I very much enjoyed our dynamic. I hoped one day soon he would take me to
OscarI watched Ana sit down gingerly. Satisfaction, pride, and lust, roared within me. She took the plug like a champ. Watching her stretch wide made me feel like an animal. A ravenous beast. Knowing it was inside her now, my di8ck twitched. I willed it not to get hard right now. She needed a rest. My d8ck needed a rest, but it was fired up, knowing she was full of my cu8m in her pretty pus8sy and the plug in her as8s. Divine.Her punishment was done, and I was so fu8cking proud of her. I had spent years imagining all the things I would do to her if I ever got the chance. I had a running tally in my head and I ticked off some of the boxes. I had waited patiently for the day I could punish her for some infraction. Today was my lucky day. I grabbed my junk and squeezed. Ana looked at me and raised an eyebrow. I just grinned at her. I made sure she drank some water and had a few Asprin to help with the pain she must be feeling.I'd leave her alone until after dinner at her parent's hous
AnalieseOscar's hands on me ignited a different kind of fire in me. After a few minutes, I started to whine and moan. He was in no hurry though, he just continued to run his hands all over me. My breasts especially. He began to pluck my sore nip8ples, each in turn. I arched in his arms to give him better access. I was enjoying the pain, my pus8sy leaking. He'd gotten naked to swat me and I could feel him hardening beneath me. I'm sure he could also feel me soaking his thigh, but he continued the slow torture.I was impatient, I dared to rub my wetness against him, spreading it on his thigh. Finally, his hand made it down where I needed the most friction. He spread my lips open and easily slid two fingers into my slick, then pushed inside. I started shaking again, for a different reason. I was so close, it would only take a moment and I would climax, but he was still teasing me, ignoring my cl8it.I whined. A low mewling sound erupted from deep in my throat, as I tried to move my lowe
AnalieseWhen I woke, I was sore everywhere, it seemed. I flipped on my stomach and pushed myself off the bed. When I went to the bathroom, I stood over the toilet, not even trying to sit down. That was only ten licks. He had promised twenty, and I had a feeling he would deliver the rest. I had requested the riding crop next, and I wasn't looking forward to it at the moment.Then I thought about all the things he did as a whole, and I was ready to go find him. He'd denied me orgasms so far. I was hoping for a final result with fireworks at the end. My throat was sore, my as8s was sore. If he fu8cked me that hard again, my pus8sy would be sore - I did feel a slight twinge - but it was nothing compared to the other pain. It wasn't even noon yet.I wasn't complaining, however. I had gotten so wet, so hot and bothered while he spanked me that my pu8sy was quivering by the time he slid inside me. I would have orgas8med in just a few more strokes. I didn't want Oscar to know that I was enjo