5 comments/ 10074 views/ 2 favorites Dark City Ch. 01 By: the_tx_professor Coming home from a shift is never easy. You have to be careful to not drag the dirt and grime from the street into your home life. The world is ugly, his job is uglier – home has to be a place where he can decompress or one of these nights, he will insert his .45 SIG into his mouth and blow his brains out. He tiptoes through the bedroom, careful not to wake Shan. They have been living together for almost a year now and she has gotten used to the hours kept by a homicide detective, especially one who specialized in sex crimes. He was always busy. No longer did she wait up for him, anticipating his return. Now she is content to sleep and talk to him in the morning. He deftly places his pistol on the dresser and moves into the master bathroom. He closes the door before turning on the light, careful not to wake his sleeping beauty. He undresses and steps into the shower. Turning on the hot water, Det. Jim Springer let the horrors of the day wash away from him. Gone were the inter-office politics. No longer was he burdened by the images of the 9 year-old boy, pimped out, then murdered by his crack-addicted parents. No, Jim swore, he would not take his work home with him like so many others did. His worries washed down the drain until the next tour. This was not to say that he didn't find a way to unwind. Some guys drank, some had expensive hobbies, all to escape their job. With Jim, it is an overly active sexual appetite. To put it mildly, he likes to fuck. He loves it in all forms, with all manner of partners and combinations. Nothing is off limits to him. His appetite is insatiable, but classy. He prefers a higher level of circumstances and situations than the dive bars and swank swingers clubs that middle-America imagines such people to frequent. His appetite is what makes Shan such a find. She is perfect for him. In public life, she is a defense attorney. Extremely respected in her field, she painted the ideal picture of the young, powerful woman. She is sexy, strong and independent. These traits definitely impact her private life. In the bedroom, she can be an absolute whore, dominating men and women. And she also wants, at times to be a woman, loved tenderly and romantically. And there are still times that she needs to be degraded and broken and treated like meat. She loves Jim because he accepts all these sides of her. He allows her to dominate him. He feels comfortable enough degrading her when she needs it. He is not so caught up in being her "protector" that he denies her something she so desperately needs. And Jim also knows that she needs verification of their life together and becomes the most tender love maker she ever experienced. They spend their lives without legal commitment, rather choosing to give of each other freely and experience each other fully. They spend their days and nights together in their high-rise apartment constantly in the nude. This allows them the freedom to be truly open with each other. They share partners, stories and never refuse the other. Jim ponders their relationship as he peeks out the bathroom door, the light illuminating the bedroom. She is fast asleep, her face turned away from him, her body contorted. The Egyptian cotton sheet slightly covers her heart shaped ass, the crack barely visible. As usual, the comforter was balled up on the floor. He noticed a faint trickle of sweat running down her spine. He reached for the thermostat and lowered the temperature in the room. He loved watching her sleep. There were times when he would lie in bed, watching her, not realizing that his hand was stroking his cock. He would imagine being with her, the feel of her pussy walls contracting around his dick, urging his essence from him, until he exploded. He would close his eyes, imagining this as he thrashed on his side of the bed, until he felt white-hot semen slash on his shoulders and belly. Often his cum would escape his body, landing on the sheets or on her back, as she slept tenderly. She would feign anger at him in the morning, complaining about the cost of sheets or the work that goes into cleaning them, all the while flattered that she could inspire such passion in her man. What she didn't tell him was that she was often aware and would wait for him to pass out before sampling a taste or some pleasure of her own. They were very symbiotic in their pleasure. Tonight was no different. As he crawled into bed, pulling back the sheets gave him an instant thrill. The view of her delicate shoulders and back, the way her spine descended as her waist narrowed, then rounded out into the perfect ass and broke off into two shapely, sensuous legs left him speechless and hard. He crawled over to her, placing his hands on the small of her back and kissed her cheek lightly, whispering "good night." He began to retreat when he felt her hand on his own ass, pulling him toward her. She rolled onto her side, so that his cock slid between the cheeks of her butt, allowing him to slide up and down her crack. He exhaled deeply as the nerves in his cock sent signals of pleasure throughout his body. He lightly touched her skin, but that is all it took for little drops of pre-cum to emerge from the tip of his penis. She turned her face to his, offering her mouth and tongue and an ample breast for his eager hand. Her tits were perfect, much more than a handful with large dark nipples that felt like velvet under his tongue. He pulled and tugged at them, using her quiet moans of desire urge him on. It was not long before his hand was tracing down her belly to the soft hair covering her vagina. He chuckled a bit. "I thought you would like that," she said between kisses, noting her now waxed pussy. His fore and middle fingers lightly traced her soft labia, before gently opening them. A gush of excitement greeted his digits. "You were ready?" "Of course. Almost 24 hours without you inside me is to much." With that, she allowed him entry by throwing her leg over his hips. He slid into her and immediately saw stars as his cock experienced the greatest pleasure on Earth. Shan had long learned how to use her pussy. She knew that a pussy was not something a man fucked into, but also something that she could use to fuck her man. She contracted her muscles, pulling him in. It always caught him off guard. He sank into her, still holding onto her tit and kissing her as they lay on their sides. He allowed himself to relish being in her, as deep as he could go, feeling her muscles work up and down his shaft. He grabbed at her tit, nibbled her ear as he felt the electricity flowing between the two lovers, their genitalia the conduit. Slowly he worked in and out of her, feeling juice flowing down him, matting his pubic hair and flowing down his balls to his taint and ass. She felt her fingers joining his cock at the mouth of her cunt, using them to stimulate her clit and add depth to her canal. He heard her moans begin to increase in depth and speed. He could heart the slopping of liquid from her groin as she mercilessly flicked her clit, urging the release of the first orgasm of the night. When inside her, her pussy responds with a death grip until the orgasm passes. This is enough to make most men weep, but Jim bites his lip, until the assault passes. He pulls out of her, preparing for reentry, but she retreats from his thrust. He feels himself being covered in a hot, slick fluid. It runs down his shaft, soaking it in. He becomes aware of Shan reaching back and rubbing it around her asshole. With a jerk, she grabs for his dick, but can't quite hold it, because of the lube. Gently he whispers, "I got it." He slowly circles the rim of her ass with his cock before allowing it to being driving in. Slowly he pushes, until the purple head is buried in her rectum. Her hand reaches for his and she squeezes. "Go," she grunts. He allows more of him to enter her, feeling the searing heat and the unbelievable tightness of her hole. Slowly he begins to fuck into her, finding it easier and easier with each thrust. Her hand has moved back to her clit as she cries out for him to fuck her more, harder. He obliges, seeing nothing but her face, buried into her pillow as tears stream down her face. She loved the feel of the cock running in and out of her arse. He moves her leg off of his, pushing them together, creating an even tighter canal. Three more thrusts is all he's allowed as he feels his balls pull closer to his body, before they begin firing a barrage of cum into her butt. He thrusts one final time into her ass, feeling his cum leaking around him, his cock no longer able to contain the deluge. They sleep like this for a few hours, his penis, limp and slick. The next morning, the two enjoy their usual shower together. They discuss how they will spend their day off. Would they call some friends, stay home or go out to a bar. She disappears into the kitchen for half an hour, returning with a try of breakfast. "Wow, hun! You cooked bacon topless? That's brave." "It's a special occasion." "It is?" "Yep. I got the job!" Jim retrieves the tray, places it down and kisses her deeply. As he kisses her, the phone rings. "Detective Springer," he says. "Detective, this is Iesha Rotic, just assigned to fifth precinct. I have a DOA you may be interested in." "Why would I be interested?" "Well, she was raped and killed, definitive signs of a ritual." "Who is on the case?" "I am," Iesha said. "I am sure you have it all under control, Iesha." "Sir, the Captain thought you should see it." "Why?" "One, she has the number 1 carved into her body." "And two," Jim asked, perturbed. "She's your ex wife." Jim hung up the phone. Dark City Ch. 01 His back was pressed up against the alley wall on the other side of the dumpster, and she was on her knees in front of him. He let out slow moans and gasps as this sexy curvaceous woman gave him the best blowjob he'd probably ever had. I was leaned up against the brick wall at the other end of the alley, and I could faintly see the action thanks to the combination of the full moon and the thin stream of light that found its way back to that dark desolate place from the street. Her head bobbed back and forth on his cock while she slowly jerked it. The kid was in pure ecstasy as she licked his head and ran her tongue up and down his shaft. She even dipped under and took one of his balls into her mouth. I had to admit: she knew what she was doing. It still amazed me, even after over five years of working with her, how well she could work a dick. I stole a glance at watch, although I couldn't see it in the shadow. Just a nervous habit, I guess. I figured it had been about five minutes now, and the scene would be changing real soon. And sure enough, right on cue, she sprang up and clutched his throat. He let out a painful gasp as her other hand gripped his tight cock and squeezed. "Alright, listen up" She hissed. "If you want more, you will tell me where Santino hid the documents." "I don't know!" The kid whined. "I'm just a waiter!" She squeezed his cock harder. "Bullshit! Give me the location now!" The kid began to cry now. "Please...please. I don't know anything!" "Okay, honey." She leaned in real close. "You have two options here: one, you tell me where the papers are, and I reward you by finishing you off and letting you cum in my mouth. Or two," her hand flashed as a knife appeared. "You beg me not to cut your cock off." With that, she pressed the cold steel blade against his balls. "Okay!" The kid flinched. "Okay. Okay...I'll tell you whatever you want!" "Mmm... there's a good boy," she moaned as she started kissing his neck. I noticed the knife was still pressed up against his sack. "Santino left them with Mr. Hugh." "The guy who runs the pawn shop downtown?" "Yes, yes. Downtown." The kid was starting to get nervous. "But that's all I know, I swear!" "I believe you, baby." She put the knife away and went back to her knees. She licked and sucked on the head of his cock and jerked it off fiercely while looking up into his eyes. After he became fully erect again, she took all of it into her mouth and deep throated while massaging his balls. I knew the kid wouldn't last much longer as I heard him groan. All of a sudden, he cried out. "Oh, I'm cumming!" At once, I watched my partner pull his cock out of her mouth and shove it in his pants. He twitched as he unloaded his nut into the front of his trousers. She laughed as she kissed him on the cheek and began walking away. The kid looked down at the mess, then cried out after her: "I have to go back to work! Everyone's going to see the huge cum spot on my pants!" "I know," she laughed. "You might want to wear an apron." I watched him fumble back inside, and after making sure the coast was clear, I lit a cigarette and walked silently after my beautiful partner. TO BE CONTINUED... Dark City Ch. 02 If you have never seen a dead body, the first thing that hits you is the smell; the more brutal the murder, the more pungent the stench. When Jim Springer arrived on the scene the smell was overpowering. Tied to a chair in the park was his ex wife Janet, her throat cut and the finger where the wedding band had been was removed. At that moment, the only force more powerful than the smell was the flood of emotions that nearly doubled Jim over. For a brief second, he relived their life. He was her first and he remembers, to this day, the look on her face when he first entered her. He remembers the fight they had when he first decided to join the department. And he remembers the night she made up with him.... He came home from his first day of patrol to a seemingly empty house. He looked around for his spouse, but she appeared to have gone out. He went to the bedroom, carefully laid out his uniform over a chair and commenced to showing. After toweling off, he walked into the room to a jaw dropping sight. Janet was a small girl, only 5'4. Her body was extremely lithe, with small tits and an extremely tight ass. She struck the most innocent figure possible. Innocently sexy had been her MO. Innocent, until he saw her waiting for him, in the bedroom. She had on his uniform hat, tie and gun belt with nothing else. The long end of the tie lay neatly between her breasts. The gun belt was slung low over her hips, the small tuft of auburn pubic hair peeked out at him from below the buckle. The cap was cocked to one side, barely covering her pigtails. In her hand was his service revolver, aimed at his chest, a gun he knew to be loaded. "Come over here, now!" she ordered to him, as she motioned to a chair, "And leave the towel." The towel dropped to the floor, leaving him naked and exposed. She motioned for him to sit down. Slowly she moved around him, showing off her shapely ass, her tight thighs and calves. Her dark brown nipples were pulsing, pushing out toward him. She moved behind him, grabbing his arms. She pulled them back as Jim heard the familiar click of handcuffs, binding him to the chair. She laid the gun down and turned toward him. "Won't be needing that, will we?" she said with a laugh. Well, we have seen the gun and the cuffs, what else is there?" She pulled the nightstick from its holder and playfully slapped it in her hand. "What do you use this for, I wonder?" She slowly widened her stance and lifted up on the gun belt. The pink lips of her vagina became visible and she slowly rubbed the onyx weapon between her legs. Four or five motions left and clear trail of visible excitement. She produced the shift to his lips, which he gladly tasted the nectar of his wife. She tossed the stick to the ground and threw off the hat as well. She knelt before him, taking his hard cock in her hands and gave the underside a quick kiss. "When I saw you this morning, in your uniform, I was so fucking hot. I couldn't keep my fingers out of my pussy all day. And all I could think about was showing you just how proud of you I am." With that she grabbed the hilt of his cock and allowed her mouth to engulf it, working it up and down. When she withdrew it from her mouth, it was wet and slick. A few more licks up the shaft were followed by her tongue sucking and opening the head of his dick. She swallowed him again, rolling his balls with her hand, all the while listening to his moans and feeling his prick jump in her mouth. She pulls off of him, and, while stroking him, asks quietly, "are you almost there?" All he can do is grunt an answer. With that, she climbs onto him, gun-belt still around her waist. His cock slides effortless into her. The two lock eyes and never break their eye contact as she slowly rides up and down his shaft. He grunts as she reaches behind, cupping his testicles. "Yes baby, yes baby," she cries, leaning forward, her taught nipples diving into his mouth. He remembers the feeling, sucking her nipple as she bore on to him. He relishes in the orgasm that built from within his core. As he came into her womb he felt at one with her. His mind fast-forwards to the breakup. It all started with the night he was shot and the worry she endured until she knew he was ok. They split up amicably, knowing she couldn't endure the worry any longer. "Detective Springer?" Officer Iesha Rotic interrupts his reveille. "Officer Rotic, I presume?" "Call me Iesha." "Jim," h responded, offering his hand. He was taken aback at the young officer. She was tall, thin and had incredibly beautiful auburn hair. Her body was lean, fit. She looked as if she took the job seriously. The two walked over to the crime scene to get a closer look. "What have you got?" Jim asked. "Victim had her throat cut, left to right. She has been dead about 5 hours. There are little signs of resistance. Other than that, there is not much to go on. We are pulling cell records and such, trying to figure out what she was doing here at 3 a.m." Jim goes to Janet's body, closes her eyes and delicately kisses her forehead. "The number 1, carved in her chest. Any ideas?" "Only one. That she could be the first in a series of victims." "We need to find the bastard who did this. Before it happens again." "We?" "Yep. You're with me on this." "OK, I will do a work up on this background stuff. Maybe you should take the day, relax. I know you have a lot going on. I will get with you if something comes up." Jim drove home, in near disbelief. His goal of keeping his profession at a distance was over. It was in his face now. He arrived home and began removing his clothes as he walked through the door. He could hear giggling from the bedroom. "Shan must have a guest," he thought to himself. He walked into the bedroom and was caught off guard as beautiful red head with pale skin and pert breasts was climbing off of Shan's face. She sat up with a grin, wiping the girl juice from her face. "Hey hun, this is Kim." Kim shyly smiles at him, attempting to cover herself. Jim climbs into bed with two women, separating them. "What is it, lover?" Shan asks. Jim leans into her, telling her all that had happened that day. The women are speechless. Shan cannot believe the emotional state of man she thought invincible. Jim feels tiny nipples press against his back as Kim moves in to kiss him. Shan joins the kiss as the two goddesses aim to distract, at least for a moment, this wounded man. Kim urges Jim to his back as Shan begins to kiss down his body. They begin to share his cock, passing it from mouth to mouth, while the other sucks in his balls. Jim is lost in it, disappearing in a world of wet, warm tongues. He is pulled to his knees, as Shan takes the lead in address his cock. She works it deep into her throat, forcing Jim to gasp as she swallows him. Kim kisses his back, using her hands to massage his balls. Her hands run up and down his ass crack, forcing his cock to jump deep inside his lover's mouth. He feels her tongue running up and down his bum, sending shockwaves of illicit pleasure through him. The pressure placed on his asshole acts like a trigger, sending load upon load of semen into Shan's throat, seeping out of the side. She allows the cock to spring from her mouth, greeting Kim in a kiss that exchanges his seed from tongue to tongue -- a kiss he cannot help but join. He falls backward, the stress of the day and the exhaustion of his orgasm taking their toll. The two girls put their heads on his chest, occasionally kissing. "What now?" Shan asks. Kim plays with the limp, wet penis. "I think we need to wake him up." Dark City Ch. 03 "We found this on the DOA – I mean on Janet's person." Ieasha proclaims, holding up a little white piece of cardstock. Jim cringed. He knows he has to separate himself from the situation. If he does not remove his emotions, then he will never find the killer. "What is it?" "It's a business card, from some place called PARADISE CITY." "You're sure?" "I have it right here." `Jim was surprised. Paradise City is a club for voyeurs and swingers, certainly not the kind of place that Janet would have frequented. "We should check it out," Ieasha suggests, "Its out only lead." Jim walks toward her. He can't help being stricken by her height and beauty. Shaking those thoughts from her head he agrees. "Yea we need to follow this thread, see how far it will go." "Great, I'll get the car and a photograph to pass around. " "No." "No?" "The kinds of people in these clubs, they treasure their privacy. They don't want to have a couple of cops asking questions. The best thing we can do is observe the place, lay low." "So, you want to meet here, in say an hour? They we can head over?" Jim returned an hour later, having changed into a pair of jeans, a white and blue buttoned down shirt and a pair of flip flops. He didn't head home, instead used the spare clothes in his locker. He called Shan and left a message and waited for his partner. Ieasha arrived wearing a khaki mini-skirt and a long sleeve brown shirt. The shirt left her mid-riff exposed and was cut low, so that her breasts pushing near the top. "No place for my gun," she stated with a grin. "We shouldn't need it. And if anything goes wrong, I have mine." Without a word, Jim grabs Ieasha's ass and pulls her to him. He grabs a handful of rump, as his mouth opens hers and their tongues push in toward each other. He feels her resist...at first. Slowly he feels her body melt into his. Their kiss slows, and then builds faster as her breasts press against his chest. A few seconds pass before she breaks from the embrace. "Why did you do that?" she asks, her voice cracking. "In this place, we have to be completely comfortable together. Be willing to do things that they surely have not covered in the academy. If you flinch, or are hesitant, we will lose the lead. Understood?" She looks to the ground, not in shame, but in trying to hide the excitement running through her body. "Yes," she replies. The two detectives enter the bar, looking for a quiet corner to hole up. They nestle in a corner booth, Ieasha instinctively cuddling up to him. An amazing red head with large pale breasts walks over to them. "Drink?" she asks. Ieasha orders a cosmopolitan, Jim a beer. The two sit quietly, observing their surroundings. All around them, couples and groups dance closely. Men fondle women, women fondle men, men fondle men, and women fondle men. In this place, anything goes. Jim feels himself getting aroused more and more. With a deft hand, he releases his fly, allowing his cock a bit more room to breathe. He slides Ieasha up and onto his lap, so that her back is against the wall, sitting perpendicular to him. He nuzzles her neck before reaching up and greeting her lips. "Ok, rookie. Tell me what you see." "Well, I see inhibition abandoned. I see lust, sex everywhere." "More specific." As she begins to talk, he snakes his hand up her shirt, running his hand over the pepperoni size nipples. The nub pushes out toward his hand, the blood of her own lust engorging her nipple. "Mmm, I see a man. Watching me. He wants me. He wants to fuck me." "Do you want him?" "I do." Jim lifts her higher into the air. In a smooth motion, Ieasha moves her underwear to the side, allowing a sopping wet pussy to encourage Jim's throbbing cock. She slides down him instantly, so that Jim is buried to the hilt in her hot cavern. "What else?" he hisses, trying to ignore the instant urge to explode in her. "Mmm..a woman. She is drinking at the bar. She wants to try another man, but isn't sure she should." Jim lifts Ieasha up and lowers her down again. "How can you tell?" he asks, before nibbling on her ear. "Because she keeps looking at her man and smiling, but when she focuses on the rest of the bar, her face becomes more wanting. She is lightly touching her breasts, crossing her legs. She wants to cum so bad. "Do you?" "Oh god, yes!" "Keep going." Jim's hand slides from her tits to her skirt, pushing on her clit as he pushes up inside her. "She sees me. She is staring at me. She knows you're inside me. She just tapped her husband on the shoulder. They are watching us. Oh god, I can see how hot she is." Jim pushes her shirt up, exposing her tit. The woman smiles at this. "Do they like what they see?" Jim asks. "Yes, oh yes. Oh God yes." Jim flattens his body out, allowing him to thrust into Ieasha. He can hear the sound of his pelvis slapping her wet puss. "She has her tits out. Got they are huge." They were huge, with large brown nipples. The petite Hispanic woman had her large breasts exposed as her partner, rubbed and kissed them. Neither person took their eyes of Ieasha and Jim. "God hun, your pussy is unbelievable. How would you like that girl to find out how wonderful it is?" "Oh I would. God I would." "Mmm, I am going to cum. And when I do, I want you to wave them over." Jim leans down a bit lower, giving him even more access to her cunt and begins fucking harder. Ieasha's hand moves to her button, fingering her clit as Jim grunts in her ear, each grunt corresponding with a shot of hot semen shooting into her womb. Ieasha's own orgasm rips through her, a wave of fluid rushing from her vagina over Jim's crotch. Jim's takes Ieasha's fingers into her mouth, licking them clean as Ieasha calls their audience over..... Only 10 minutes away, Jade kneels before Jamie's blond haired pussy. With a broad tongue, she strokes up and down, from her clit to her ass and back again. Jamie cums, for the third time. Jade has devoured her, from the inside out. They met last night, at Paradise City. Jamie had always been bi, but rarely went home with a girl she just met. But Jade grabbed her and was in control from the first moment. Jade knew what she wanted. And when she buried the strap on into her pink walls, it wasn't just the physical sensation that sent her over the edge. And she knew to trust Jade when she closed her hands around her throat. "It will feel so good," she said. And it did. But it was the last thing Jamie would ever feel. Dark City Ch. 04 Ieasha smiles sheepishly as she shakes Gloria's hand. Gloria is a 27-year-old Hispanic woman, extremely petite, but with unusually large tits. Tits that come adorned with large brown nipples. Her boyfriend, Steve, held Ieasha's handshake for longer than normal, as if trying to soak her up through his hands. "Buy you a drink?" He offers. The same waitress delivers another round, as the couples begin to talk. Ieasha would later say how proud she was at her ability to read people. She nailed the profile of the couple completely. It was their first time in the bar and they were not sure if they were willing to trade with another couple. They made their mind up with Jim and Ieasha's performance in the booth. The vibe flew through the air, to the point where it was obvious that all parties wanted each other. This was a mistake, in Jim's estimation. The plan was to ingratiate himself with a couple that knew the place and was familiar with the clientele. This newbie couple would make things difficult. The option of turning them away, however, was ruled out. After the advances made to get them there, it would be odd to change their mind at the last moment. So, Jim was resigned to take things as they go. This was the only lead -- a tenuous one at that. He had to keep it alive. "You know," Jim spoke up as Gloria's hand ran up and down his thigh; "there are more private rooms upstairs." The four opened the door to the room, candles lit the small enclosure, the floor made up of almost all mattress. Steve, Jim, Ieasha and Gloria each stood at a corner of the bed, looking at each other without the hint of hesitation or embarrassment The four of them look at each other, waiting for one of them to make a move. "Well, lets get started, shall we?" Jim begins to undress, slowly removing his shirt, pants and boxers. His body is lean and tight, that of an Olympic swimmer. His cock, pubic hair shaved, bounces back and forth at half-staff. He climbs onto the bed, lies down on his side, with a great view of the others. "Next?" he asks. Gloria is so eager to please Jim that she reveals her near chocolate breasts in a smooth, fast motion. Her nipples stand erect, as she bends down, removing her pants and thong in one swoop. She bounds on her bed, her ass bulbous and tempting, her pussy covered in a light wisp of dark brown curls. She rolls into Jim, kissing him lighting before turning round, her ass to his cock, allowing him a grip of her huge mammaries. "Show me girl, " she commands. Ieasha doesn't disappoint. She turns round, bends over a bit and slowly raises the shirt up and over her body. She raises her hands to her head, letting loose the long auburn hair. Jim's cock raises a bit, much to Gloria's delight. He loves being able to barely see a woman's breasts, dangling in front of her. And they way they disappear into delicate shoulders greatly increases the blood flow to his genitalia. She then bends at the waist, and works her skirt off. Her ass is tone, her legs well muscled. She works her legs wider, allowing for a pleasant view of her ass, and the tiny lips of her pussy peeking from beneath her. She turns and walks to Steve. "I've got this joker." Jim and Gloria smile as he breasts, paler and smaller than Gloria's, but with equally large nipples, bob as her tall, lithe figure walks. She leans into Steve, extending her tongue, which is greeted by his. The two tongue wrestle as his hands grope her ass. Jim and Gloria exchange their own kiss, becoming increasingly unaware of their partners in crime. Jims hands finds her tits, her nipples and gently rubs the opening of her vagina, all the while sliding his cock, covered in pre-cum, up and down the crack of her ass. Ieasha unbuttons Steve's shirt. He is a larger man than Jim; built more like a linebacker for a football team that anything else. Ieasha practically squeals at the size of his pecs. Once his pants are removed, Ieasha delights in displaying Steve's uncut penis. "Ooo, a hooded viper...what fun!" She lays him on the bed, rolls back his foreskin and begins pushing the limp penis into her mouth. Like a magic show, a few strokes of her tongue turns the limp penis into a hard, throbbing one. "That's a good idea," Gloria coos, before turning and lowering herself to Jim cock. He melts as her warm, wet mouth engulfs him. "Mmmm," he moans, as he urges her head up and down his cock. The two women spend a few minutes teasing, licking and sucking the cocks. "I think I need some attention too," Gloria announces. She climbs on top of Jim; his cock lies flat against his belly. She begins to slide up and down it, the hard shaft forcing the lips of her cunt open. Jim can feel the gush of girl juice inside her pussy, calling toward him. "Oh, I should help them," Ieasha announces. She crawls over, leaving her ass in the air, a target Steven cannot ignore. Ieasha grabs Jim's cock, pulling it up and allowing Gloria to slide down on it. "You are a lucky woman hun, you have no idea." She winks at Jim, who is too caught up in the little Latina riding him to notice, "I had no idea either." "Enough talking," Steve says as he grabs hold of Ieasha's hips. He enters her slowly, his massive cock forcing Ieasha to exhale, as if his member were willing the air from her lungs. "Oh god!" she squeals. Gloria grabs her hand, maintaining the grinding on top of Jim as Ieasha braces against the steady rhythm of Steven fucking her. Her vagina stretches for him, allowing her to relax a bit and urge him on, "faster, harder!" The two women then engage in a kiss, albeit a sloppy one as each responds to the intense pleasure from the cocks invading them. Minutes pass, before Ieasha's request. The one she wanted to make since she saw Gloria. "Steve, slow down. I want a taste." "Sure, by all means." Steve smiles, as he pulls his massive, slick cock from her slit. Jim reluctantly allows Gloria to break free of his dick. Gloria lay back, her lips wide, her womb agape from Jim's cock. Ieasha kneels in front of her, throws her hair over one shoulder and smiles before lowering her face to the throbbing, wet slit. Gloria thrashes about, Ieasha's tongue hitting all the right spots, licking and sucking her clit. Jim and Steve have taken positions on either side of Gloria's upper torso, licking and sucking her massive nipples. Her body is writhing, the passion and attention tearing her apart with pleasure. In her lust she reaches out, finding in her hands two massive cocks that she strokes lightly, moving her hands up and down their rigid flesh. She works her hands down their shafts and around, grabbing the asses of the two men. She musters the energy to push the two men together, pleasure waving through their bodies as the heads of their cocks touch. Ieasha peers up from the mound of hair covering Gloria's cunt. "I would love to see you guy's help each other out." Without a thought, Jim's hand goes to Steve's cock, stroking it up and down. Jim isn't bi, but sex is sex and anything goes. Steve is more hesitant, lightly running his hand up Jim's meat. Jim thrusts forward, his penis sliding in Steve's hand. The two men stroke each other, knowing exactly how to touch each other. Jim fucks into his and as he rolls the head of Steve's dick in his hand. "Very nice," Ieasha says, before returning to Gloria's slit. The room is filled with moans, Gloria watching with wide eyes as the two men service each other. While reveling in the tongue lashing Ieasha is giving her. Jim surprises Steve by lowering his lips to Steve's cock, taking him into his mouth. Jim tastes the salt of pre cum in his mouth. He licks under his shaft, and pushes him and out of his mouth, until Jim feels the sensation of Steve's orgasms. He pulls away, and the two return to the hand jobs. Gloria is writhing more now; Ieasha has finished teasing her clit and is working to make her cum. Gloria's body begins to convulse just as Jim and Steve feel the tightness in their thighs, indicating the impending explosion. Soon, hot semen is flying through the air, covering Jim and Steve and raining down on Gloria milky tits. An hour passes, the four of them licking, sucking and fucking in a myriad of methods and ways. Ieasha rolls over to Jim and Steve and purrs, "one more thing before I go. I want both of you." She looks at both men, and smiles. "Jim, I think you drew the short straw." "Fine by me," Jim says with a grin. Gloria is now lubing Ieasha's ass, preparing her for the impending penetration. Jim lies back, as Gloria now turns to him, jacking him with lube, stroking him up and down. "Bring your sweet ass over hear, hun." Ieasha moves toward him. Gloria props his cock up. Ieasha gasps as she feels the head of Jim's dick penetrate her ass. She pauses a second, before letting him slide in. "OK, Steve," she says between gasps. Steve climbs on top gently and pushes into her vagina. Jim and Ieasha let out a gasp. Ieasha's nerves are exploding with pleasure and the feeling of another cock against Jim's, separated by Ieasha's thin wall sends pleasure into his own body. Gloria grabs Steve's ass and helps him fuck into Ieasha. She and Jim moan louder. Ieasha's cries become a chorus of "oh god's" as she feels herself being torn asunder. The pleasure is too much. Steve cums hard, filling Ieasha with semen that drips down to Jim's balls. As Steve goes limp, Jim lifts a bit and begins pumping into Ieasha. They come together, collapsing in heaving mountains of flesh. An hour passes, the two couples resting and talking. Steve and Gloria leave their number with Jim before departing. "Jim," Ieasha says, "what happens now, with us?" Jim kisses her forehead. "I think we can discuss this, after we find the killer. But no worries, ok?" Jim and Ieasha walk down the hall toward the stair well. Jim runs into a woman in a green leather teddy and fishnets. Apologies are offered. As Jim resumes his exit, he notices an 8 x 10 photo on the ground. He picks it up and his heart stops. It is a photo of Jim and Janet on their wedding day. Through Janet's face is a big red X. Dark City Ch. 05 The pavement is wet. The early morning rain cannot wash the sins of a city away; especially the sins that resulted in the murder of Jamie West. Jim stood over the body of his former college lover. For the first time in this whole ordeal he felt sick to his stomach. "Her neck is broken," the ME reported, "but that's not how she died. " "Look here," she continued, "finger marks around her neck, she was strangled. And the crazy thing about it is, she didn't fight back. There are no signs of any struggle." "Hmm." "I talked to the neighbors," Ieasha said, "She said she brought a date home yesterday afternoon. A woman. The two were obviously very close. They closed the door and no one saw her until...well, not until now." "Follow me," Jim ordered. They walked into a coffee shop, sat down and ordered a drink. "Did they find another mark on her?" "The investigation is still preliminary, but no, not yet. Jim what is this all about?" "I knew her; in college. We were together." "Oh my god." "I know. Janet, I thought, was a coincidence. Where do we go from here?" "We work the case. Did the two ever have contact? Ever meet?" "Jamie was at our wedding. She didn't even stay long. We hadn't spoken since I don't know how long." Jim hears his radio crackle. "This is 7c17, go." "Jim this Dan down at the scene. You should get back down here." The two partners start to leave. "Do me a favor, Esha, keep the connection between us, for just a bit." Ieasha nods in agreement. They arrive at the scene with the ME waiting for them. "We found these when we lifted her up." On Jamie's naked rear was the Roman numeral '2' carved into her flesh... "Jade hun, come back to bed." Shan lay on her back, her head turned toward the bathroom into which her lover had disappeared. The sides of her tits are visible as she lies on her stomach, the sheet pulled down far enough that the crack of her ass is exposed. "Ready for me already?" a sultry voice calls from the bathroom. "Oh, absolutely. I only have another hour or so till I have to be in court, so come back to me!" Shan rolls onto her back, looks at her watch, and then she glances at her suit stored neatly over the chair. "Come on, hun!" Jade emerges from the bathroom, wearing only a green thong. In her hands she holds a burning candle and a bottle of red wine. "Ready to play sweetie?" Shan rolls over, resting her head in her hands, her elbow on the mattress to support her body. Her large breasts are revealed, complete with soft, pink, velvety nipples. The top of her bald mound has also come into view. "For the last six weeks, hun, I have always been ready to play." Jade walks to the side of the bed. Their bodies are strangely identical, the only major difference being the color of Jade's hair. As opposed to Shan's long blondish locks, Jade has short jet-black hair worn in a spiky concoction. She takes a sip of wine and moves to Shan. The two take a deep, long kiss that hints of the taste of a dry red wine. "Move over a bit." Shan makes room for Jade who lies next to her. She lowers her mouth to Shan's nipple, the soft bud growing harder almost immediately. With out warning, she lets a bit of wine spill to her nip, creating the appearance of her lactating the vino. "Hmmm," Jade says, as she sucks her nipple dry, "momma never tasted this good." Before Shan can respond, her mouth is full of Jade's tongue again. As they kiss, Jade pours more wine between Shan's glorious orbs. The wine runs down her belly toward her vagina. Jade beds over, her ass in Shan's face, as she follows the wine with her tongue. In a smooth motion, she climbs over Shan, and in an inverted position, begins slowly licking around the folds of Shan's pussy. "Mmm, I want a taste," Shan says as she tries to wiggle the panties off of Jade. No luck. Jade will not move from Shan's puss. She is a resourceful girl though and she notices a pair of scissors on the bedside table. Two snips later and Jade's engorged pussy lips are staring Shan in the face. She slowly runs her hands up and down Jade's slit, pausing at her clit ring. "I love your jewelry." "Ooo," Jade coos. Jade, for her part, lowers her mouth to Shan's soft petals and lightly kisses each one. With her fore fingers, she parts the two soft pieces of flesh, revealing a very wet, musky pussy. She wets her fingers with Shan's pleasure, while turning her attention directly to Shan's clit. Shan thrusts her pelvis up to Jade's lips. She manages to reach the wine bottle and, pours a generous amount that runs through the crack of Jade's ass, past her pussy and into Shan's eager mouth. She then starts to slowly tongue kiss Jade's cunt, fucking her with her tongue, wishing she could do the same job a cock could do. She feels Jade's pleasure when she hits the clit ring as Jade responds with a nibble on her own button. The two women lock in a 69, tasting their woman hood in full bloom. Faces disappear into long, luxurious thighs. Tits are pressed against tight, toned bellies. The two women take their time, each enjoying the other's scent and taste. Shan revels in Jade's pussy, licking her clean of juice only to have it well up again. Jade teases and prods, through the pleasure she is giving he partner, she slowly takes control. Jade's broad strokes become more direct, forming her tongue into a point and attacking Shan's button, licking and sucking it into her mouth. Shan begins to lose control of her own passion. Shan's hands dig into Jade's ass. She slowly works her way back, her tongue darting behind her lover's ass. Her tongue invades Jade's ass hole, causing her to dart up with pleasure. Jade rides Shan's face, her rectum filled with her tongue as Shan uses her finger on Jade's clit. She feels her body on fire; sweat dripping from all over as the nerve endings in her ass and cunt send shivers all over her body. Shan loves it, the taste of her ass, the occasional taste of pussy as it drips into her mouth. She loves that she has this women teetering on the edge. She loves being able to control her pleasure with a flick of her tongue. And she loves how sexy she feels for doing it. From the corner of her eye, Jade spies the candle. She grabs it and positions it over Shan's belly. She allows the wax to spill on Shan's belly, sending a wave of pleasure and pain through her body. She stops licking Jade. "Keep licking, bitch," Jade commands. Shan moans with pleasure, her submissive side coming out. Shan's goal of pleasing Jade becomes so much more important. Shan licks harder and more furiously as Jade pours more wax on her. Waiting for the wax to harden before she resumes, Jade continues tongue-fucking Shan. Her head bends down, a she inserts two fingers, filling Shan and position her clit for easier access. The two woman cum together, nearly suffocating as the pleasure propels them to stick their entire faces into each other's pussies. They lay in that position, until Shan orders her up. "I have to go," she informs Jade. Suddenly, the positions flip and Shan is back to being the lawyer. "When will I see you again?" Jade asks. "Soon. My boyfriend would love you." "Boyfriend?" Shan kisses Jade, "you knew that." Shan goes to the bathroom to clean up. She peels the wax from her stomach. It forms the shape of a "v", the bottom of which comes about a half an each from the slit of her pussy. "Interesting," she muses. Dark City Ch. 06 When you are born with the names Bambi and Summer, you are doomed to a certain lifestyle. When you grow to be twin girls who bleach their hair and have huge fake tits, you agree to the fate you were born into. Bambi and Summer were favorites at the LANDING STRIP, the best upscale gentleman's club in town. It catered to rich businessmen and these men, with their money, catered to Bambi and Summer. The police knew about the "alleged" prostitution, but little was done. Avoiding investigation was Bambi's and Summer's forte, as well. Their looks would make them a hit at any club. Their willingness to do whatever it took to please a customer would make them even bigger. But the fact that they were twins who looked the way they did and played the way they did made them legendary. They were months away from escaping the land of titty bars. Their spread in PLAYBOY would be out soon enough, just a matter of time. They loved what they did though. When they stripped, they loved the interaction with the customer. They loved the power. They loved when other women came, trying to show their husbands they were sexy. That's what they thought they saw tonight. A young woman with short, jet-black hair is sitting alone at the edge of the runway. They were surprised however, when the woman approached them. "How much for a private show?" Bambi spoke first, "umm...500 for both of us." "I will give you an thousand dollars now and a thousand later, if we go upstairs right now." Jade offered. Summer said nary a word, but grabbed Jade's and Bambi's hand, leading them upstairs to a private room... "Dinner was wonderful, Shan," Ieasha said. She joined Jim and Shan for dinner. Jim wanted to introduce them, partly because Jim and Shan were completely open about their other encounters and partly, because he needed to get his mind off the case for a while. "So, how long have you and Jim been partners?" Shan asked, as she opened another bottle of wine, their third. "Four days, " she chuckles. "Wow Jim, you moved quickly, Shan say with a false look of accusation. "No more quickly than you and I." Jim replied, not taking the bait. "I am surprised at this. How open you two are." "We figured out a long time ago that you cannot be happy if you ignore part of yourself. So we embrace it. We are careful, and it makes he and I much closer," Shan explained. "Speaking of closer, Esha care to join us in the living room." Ieasha looks at the glass of wine, swirling it back and forth. She makes eye contact with Shan. "I thought you would never ask... Jade leans back in the leather couch, waiting for her show. Before her is a stripping poll and a 5x5 square of mirrored floor. George Michael's "I Want You Sex" pulse through the small sound system as Bambi emerges, in silver hot pants and a silver shirt, ties off Daisy Duke style. Wrapping one leg around the pole, she smiles at Jade, "thought you would want a show first." "You thought correctly,' Jade said, sipping a martini. Summer struts out to her twin, standing behind her. Wearing the same silver outfit, with additional silver, elbow high clubs, she lightly runs her hands up and down Bambi's hips, sides and lover her breasts. Jade gets comfortable, drowning in the sea of blond. With a flip of a wrist, Bambi's top comes off. Jade leans forward, at this point, dying to get a glimpse of Bambi's melons, but Summer has deftly positioned her hands over her sister's orbs. She grips them tightly for a second, but then loosens her grip. She removes her fingers slowly, revealing more and more of Bambi's faux-tanned tit. She stops, only her middle fingers covering her nipples. She winks at Jade, who nods. On command she moves, the tiny pink bud springing to life. She runs her hands down her sister's belly, sliding them into the waistband of her silver hot pants. Jade can see her hand, through the silver material, sliding into and over her slit. She withdraws her hand, covered with a liquid, visible sign of her excitement. She sashays over to Jade, offering the finger to her succulent lips... Shan is sitting against the couch, the glass of wine on the floor next to her. She is dressed in a white cotton thong and her white button-down blouse. Ieasha is sitting beside her, her right foot on the ground; leg bent on a 90-degree angle, while the leg nearest Shan is on the ground, pressed against Shan's leg. The two are engaged in a sensuous kiss, their tongues gently exploring their mouths. It is the kind of kiss two lovers share when they feel an instant, deep connection. Shan feels lost in Ieasha's warm mouth. She feels as if she is floating, as if this is the first kiss she has ever experienced and that no other would ever be better. Ieasha's heart is pounding, nervous as to what will happen next. She feels like a 14 year-old girl playing spin the bottle in her folk's basement. She nervously runs her hand up and Shan's neck, feeling her excitement racing. She loves the softness of her skin, the delicacy. Ieasha moves to her knees, continuing the lip lock. She feels Shan's hand on her arm, running up and down. It stands the tiny hairs up on end. Shan grabs Ieasha's hand and moves it toward her tit. Shan moans as she slowly massages the perfectly round breast. Ieasha breaks the kiss. "Shan, I don't know how to say this. I am so glad that I met you, I don't want this to be just a...you know." Shan raises her fingers to Ieasha's lips. "Shhh, you don't have to say anything. I know. It's hard to find someone like you – successful, intelligent and so sexy. So don't worry, I feel it too." She looks at Jim. "Hun, we may need to be alone, 'k?" Jim gets up, ignoring the tent in his pants. "No problem ladies," he says as he kisses their foreheads, "I should go clean my gun anyway." He looks at his pitched tent, "both of them now..." Blonde pussy surrounds Jade. Bambi stands behind her, rubbing her shoulders and caressing her tits under her shirt. Summer is using Jade's thigh as for one foot, her other on the floor, offering an opened pink cunt for licking and viewing pleasure. Jade sees it is still slick from the tongue thrashing that her sister had given it. "So," Jade asks, as her finger sinks knuckle deep into Summer's womb, " who was born first?" Summer speaks up, "I am...by two minutes!" "Well, then Bambi wins the prize!!!" Jade stands up and retrieves a ball gag and handcuffs from her purse. Summer announces that the two don't mind a little rough play, but it will cost more." "I am sure it's well worth it," Jade replies. The two handcuff Bambi to a chair, securing the ball gag in her mouth, so that she cannot utter a word. "Now the fun begins," Jade announces. She reaches into her bag and pulls out a.9 mm Beretta fitted with silencer. Turning to Summer, she fires two shots into her chest, killing her instantly and splattering her sister with blood. Bambi is sobbing, inaudibly, due to the ball-gag. Jade kneels in front of her, wiping some of the blood off. "Shhh Hun, you have 2 more minutes. I thought I should let you catch up to your sister..." Shan's shirt is splayed open, her breasts heaving with anticipation as Ieasha kisses down her body. "I love your scent, what is it?" "Mmm...cucumber melon." "I love edible women," she giggles. She kisses down to the waistband of Shan's soaked panties when she notices the red mark from Shan's candle burn. "Jim! Come in here!" She screams... Jade has just finished masturbating over Summer's body. "Did you like what you saw?" Bambi's eyes are red from crying, her cheeks wet with tears. Jade retrieves a dagger from her purse and carves a Roman numeral 3 in Summer's chest, the knife point piercing one of her implants. She then turns to Bambi, kneeling next to her. Bambi turns away, but Jade holds her head close. "Shhh, it will all be over soon," she says. Still alive, Jade stabs the knife deep into her flesh. As blood flies through the air, she carves the number IV into the second twin... "When did you get this?" "Yesterday. Jim you're scaring me? What's the "v" mean anyway?" "It's not a 'V'," Jim says to Ieasha, "it's a 5." Dark City Ch. 07 Jim paces the room, furious. "Shan, where the hell did you get that?" "A girl I met, at a club a few weeks ago. We have been seeing each other regularly. Sometimes things get a little – kinky." "Shan, I am going to need to know who this woman is and how you contact her." "Ok, her name is Jade and all I have is a cell number." Shan is sitting on the floor against the couch the button down shirt is wrapped around her, as her body shakes. "What the hell is going on?" Before Jim can answer, Ieasha comes busting into the room, "We have another one." Jim kisses Shan on the head and looks into her eyes, "Honey, everything will be fine. I need you to go get that number, ok?" Shan nods, gets up and leaves the room. "Well, we actually have two. A Bambi and Summer Glenn." Jim suddenly feels weak. "And I take it you knew them?" "Where?" "Bodies were found at the Landing Strip." "Ok, I am going. Watch Shan for me. I am also gonna send Smith and Clausen from the station house to sit and watch. Maybe this Jade person will come to us." Ieasha leans in and the two exchange a kiss. Shan returns to the living room. "I tried to call her, but the number is dead now." "No worries love. I am going to run into work. I will leave you in good hands, I am sure." Jim leaves. Shan takes up her position on the floor, Ieasha sitting next to her. "What's going on? Jim has never been so mysterious." Ieasha sits next to her, putting her arm around Shan's shoulders. "There have been four murders, all women that Jim has known. All of them marked. Just like you are." Shan runs to the kitchen, sobbing. She grabs the neck of the red wine and begins to drink, wine leaking down her chin. Ieasha wraps her arms around her waist, "calm down baby. I am here. We know about the marking. She can't get to you. I am here." "It's weird Ieasha. You being here makes me so much more confident." "Lets go sit down." The two return to the living room. Ieasha restarts the music and goes to Shan.... "What can I say detective. Two more are dead. GSW's for both of them. Manager says they came back here for a private dance. Female customer, if you can believe it. We have a description and are getting it out." Chief Jackson enters the room. "Jim, we need to talk." "What's up Chief?" "I understand you have been keeping some information a secret from me?" Shan straddles Ieasha's pelvis, as Ieasha lays flat on her back. She looks deep in their eyes, both aware of the connection their souls are making. With great dramatic flare, she unbuttons her wine soaked shirt, her glorious tits dangling in front of Ieasha. She cannot help but fondle the soft flesh as it dangles before her. Shan moans and arches her back toward Ieasha, reveling in the feel of her lightly brushing her nipples, forcing blood to rush toward them, giving them a rigid feel. Shan leans forward, offering one to Ieasha's warm wet tongue. Shan moans at the feel of a hot tongue rolling her bud. She is lost in her lovers warm mouth, feeling so feminine and so sexy, the kind of feeling only another woman can truly bring about. Shan is able to remove her panties as she nurses Ieasha. Ieasha becomes very aware of the hot moisture coming from Shan's now exposed cunt. Ieasha reaches back, grips Shan's ass and pulls her forward, she wiggles downward until the lips of her mouth first brush the lips of Shan's nether-mouth. Shan runs her hair through Ieasha's hair, urging her mouth into Shan's pussy. Shan feels all the tension, all the worry drain out of her body, through her vagina and out into the world. Ieasha drowns in Shan's taste, the tangy sweet nectar of her excitement. She loves how she can feel Shan's heartbeat, her breathing all through her pussy. And how, with a flick of her tongue, she can speed up the process. Ieasha grip on Shan's ass intensifies, as Shan practically pulls Ieasha into her womb. The orgasm that follows is like none that Shan had ever experience. The affection for this woman coupled with the alcohol and the stress forces her to cum from the bottoms of her feet, out through her hair. She violently fucks her pussy against Ieasha's face, her eyes welling up with tears, her vagina releasing fluid in response to her release. She climbs off of Ieasha's face, which glistens in the candlelight with the cum of her new lover, and nestles into her shoulder. Shan's feel no embarrassment at her tears. Ieasha pulls a blanket over the two of them. No words are spoken, until Shan breaks the silence. "I am lucky I met you." "So," Chief Jackson says, "you have kept your familiarity from all the victims a secret from us?" "Yea, Mike, I have." "Sir." "Sorry?" jim asks, confused. "You will address me as sir. And I am no informing you that you are under arrest for the murder of Bambi and Summer Glenn and obstruction of justice. We will see about the others later. So, do I have to cuff you?" Shan wipes her eyes, looks at Ieasha. "So, my turn for a snack?" The two begin to kiss deeply, the salt of Shan's tears present on Ieasha's tongue. Shan kisses down Ieasha's neck, helping to work off Ieasha's v-neck t-shirt. Her enormous red nipples catch Shan's eye, who cannot help but grin. "Nice," is all she says. She gently licks around the bud, rolling her tongue across the velvety surface. She licks the bud into her mouth, and closes her teeth around it, causing Ieasha to gasp. "Mmmm," she moans. Shan travels down her long body, nestling between Ieasha's legs. She kisses over the satin cloth that covers Ieasha's pussy. "Wow, I can feel how it is in there!!" Ieasha smiles. "How about a closer look?" Shan pulls her thong off, and nestles in front of the vertical lips of Ieasha's pussy. When she parts the lips of her new lover, she is greeted by a wet, hot vagina that has been primed by stopping and starting all night and the view of this hot blonde nestled on her face. Her tongue runs up her slit, her cunt almost searing, it is so hot. She scoops under Ieasha's ass, bringing her pelvis to Shan's face. Shan goes on the attack immediately, sucking and nibbling her clit. Ieasha is primed, feeling her body exploding almost immediately. Her eyes go half closed, as she cums onto Shan's pointed tongue. Shan brings her face up, replacing her tongue with her thumb, slowly massaging Ieasha's clit. She wishes she could take a picture of just how hot her lover is, how magical she looks, laying their, her body covered in sweat and Shan's drying pussy juice. "We aren't done sexy, I have to get out the magic suitcase." Shan says, with a devious grin. Jim sits alone in the interview room. Chief Jackson enters the room, sitting in the metal chair across from him. "When do I get to call the Police Association for my lawyer?" "In a minute. We need to talk first." ------------------------------- Shan, in a bathrobe, emerges from the bedroom with a small duffel bag. Ieasha has put on a pair of Jim's sweat shorts and a t-shirt. Shan hears voices, and follows them to the kitchen. Ieasha is sitting on the counter, talking to two men. One is an African American male, about 6-2 with long thick muscles. The other is a white male, shorter, standing about 5'10 and much leaner. "This is Detective Smith and Detective Clausen from the station house." "How are you counselor?" Matt Smith, the African American officer asks, extending a hand. "Good to see you again Matt. And it's Shan." "They are staying with us tonight, just to make sure. You can get some rest. Its after 10, so you may as well go to bed." Shan fixes a pot of coffee. "I could never sleep." Six blocks away, Jade cleans her 9 mm pistol. The Andersons are dead in their bed and have been since this morning. "Almost over," Jade says, as she heads to the shower. She lathers herself up with soap. Using the showerhead, she works her clit back and forth, building toward orgasm. "Almost over, almost together, Jim."