2 comments/ 126066 views/ 3 favorites Hymens Ch. 01 By: jthserra When Johnson arrived on the scene, most of the perpetrators were already cloaked in blankets and sitting in the vans. He nodded to the uniform, ducked under the police tape and opened the large glass door. Stepping inside the mall he spotted several detectives milling around the north end of the ice rink. The shops that surrounded the large rink were now all closed and locked up tight. "You missed quite a show here Lieutenant, this one had over fifty people involved," Estaria, the tall, dark haired detective said as he rubbed the dark stubble on his face. "What's that?" Johnson asked, nodding at a skirmish between a police officer and three people linked in a sweaty daisy chain. "Ah, just rounding up the last of the perps," Miller, the short, round female detective replied. "I guess these last three were the most inspired of the bunch." "Out on the ice rink?" Johnson queried, looking over the rink. There was clothing strewn everywhere, all soaking in about an inch or two of water. "Yes, according to some witnesses, one of the skaters made a triple lutz in practice and pulled soccer stunt, sliding on her knees and pulling off her top. Not as well built as the now famous soccer player, this one didn't wear a sports bra, just a set of 32 A-s hovering in the light," "And that started it all?" "Apparently that was all it took," Miller replied. "So it's just another case of a spontaneous orgy?" "Look's that way boss," she answered. "A pretty hot one, all those skaters, just look at how much ice they melted," Estaria interjected. "We had to call the ambulances, seems some of the perps got frostbite in some pretty interesting places." "I just don't get it, I understand the bar last week and even in the Victoria Secrets store, but at an ice rink? What is doing all this?" "The psychologists say it's a new phenomenon, they're calling it hysterical mass encouraged nude sexuality, or HYMENS for short," Miller responded. "Hymens? Are they nuts?" "They seem to think it's some kind of joke or something." "Hell, let this break out in some church or something and we're all gonna have hell to pay, not to mention the health issues," Johnson fumed. "Tell me, have you seen any condoms at any of the sites?" "Not a one sir," Estaria replied. "The crime scene investigators love it; they seem to live to find the spray of sperm with those black lights of theirs." "Imagine the primordial soup those guys are wading in now," Miller said nodding to the CSI crew taking water samples from the melted ice. "Think of the fluids secreted, ejaculated and excreted into that mess." "So boss, why did they call us in, isn't this just a big indecent exposure case?" Estaria asked, still scratching his stubble. "They want us to look into all this to see what the connection is; we are to report directly to Homeland Security." "Homeland Security? They think this is some terrorist thing?" "Think about it Juan, imagine the disruption they could create say dropping this on the Superbowl. Hell that little boob incident at last year's halftime will seem like Sunday School compared to this." "Talk about an orgy, eighty thousand naked fans copulating on network TV!" Miller replied. "Not to mention if it sets off some secondary events, they'll be fucking and sucking in thousands of bars and houses across the country," Estaria replied. "Imagine all the unplanned pregnancies and damn, the STDs, we could face an epidemic." "Wow, where do we start boss?" Miller asked. "I see we have some video cameras here, have you..." "Security has the tape ready to view in their office." "Where's that?" "Follow me," Miller said waddling off toward a service corridor. After a short walk, they arrived at an unmarked steel door. "This is the back entrance to their office, goes directly into the control room," Miller said, turning the knob. "Locked, I told them to leave it open for us. Juan, you still have that pass key they gave us?" "Sure," he said, unlocking the door. Stepping into the dark room, the first thing they saw was a large screen showing the action that took place in the ice rink. It appeared that between eighty and a hundred people were involved in a massive orgy. Stepping further into the room, they stumbled over two of the security guards still locked in a coital embrace. "What the..." At the sight of the detectives, the couple quickly disengaged and ducked into the nearest room. Almost immediately the detectives heard the noise of the couple finishing their act. "Christine, do you know how to operate this equipment?" Johnson asked. Miller replied, "Oh yeah, easy stuff." The large screen suddenly went black and they heard the whirring of the tape rewinding. Several smaller monitors showed real-time shots throughout the mall, including a shot of the couple fucking in the other room. Watching them, Johnson felt his cock begin to harden, and looking at his two fellow detectives he noticed them staring at the action. Reaching out to turn off the monitor, he heard the video tape stop and he shifted his attention to the large screen. "Okay boss, here is where it all started," Miller said, nodding at the screen. The three of them watched a skater complete a magnificent triple lutz then twirl, fall sliding onto her knees and rip her blouse off over her head. The camera focused on her tiny breasts, clearly showing the dark nipples. Suddenly two hands began sliding back and forth over the nipples. The skater turned to the man behind her and, without a word or anything, unzipped his pants, pulled out his cock and wrapped her mouth around it. The camera then zoomed out to show a woman, sliding on her hands and knees propelled across the ice by the thrusting of the man behind her, trying desperately to hold onto her. The camera then zoomed to a close up of a cock, pointing straight up as a wet pussy lowered itself onto it. Turning his head to ask who the hell was running the camera to film the video, Johnson saw Miller and Estaria naked below the waste. Miller was on her hands and knees moving her mouth up and down on Estaria's cock as he leaned back against the console. He immediately prepared to scream at them, but then felt a strange feeling roll over him and he unzipped his pants, tossed them aside and plunged his stiff cock deep into Miller's soaking pussy. Thrusting into her, Johnson felt Miller's fingers tickle his balls as she diddled her clit. Without missing a beat driving his pole into her wanton hole, he pulled off the rest of his clothes, then grabbed her hips and slapped himself against her ass. He saw, from the edge of his vision, a door open and out stepped the two naked security guards. The male was obviously spent, but the woman was ready for some more action and quickly reached down and grabbed Miller's large breasts. The thin female quickly coaxed Estaria to disengage from his overweight partner and Johnson watched him lift the woman up and plunge his cock into her already dripping pussy. The two athletic lovers then did some amazing things as she suspended herself on his cock. Johnson, more attracted to Miller's more abundant form, turned his attention back to her jiggling flesh as he drove himself into her. Feeling her pushing back to meet his cock he felt her cunt walls contract around his rod as she came, moaning loudly. Estaria came next, disappointing his athletic lover as he pumped her full of his sticky cum. Feeling him go soft inside her, she leaned back on a console and forced his head between her legs. Lost in the incredible sensation of Miller's rotund body, Johnson arched his back and came spurting his come deep into her pussy. Feeling Miller still contracting around his cock with her second orgasm, Johnson looked over to see Estaria slurp his cum out of his lover as she finally groaned, coming on Estaria's face. Suddenly Johnson heard his radio, "Lieutenant Johnson, Lieutenant Johnson, please come in." With his cock still buried in Miller's pussy, he grabbed his radio and answered, "Johnson here." "Finally, I've been trying to reach you for ten minutes now. The chief is looking for you, said something about wanting to see the security tape." "Roger that," Johnson said, quickly pulling his cock out of Miller and reaching for his clothes. The three detectives quickly dressed and were busy interrogating the security guard when the Chief of Detectives walked in bellowing, "Lieutenant Johnson, where have you been?" "Right here sir, I think I had some trouble with the radio surrounded by all this electronics." "Well, we looked over the video, but didn't find any leads. We're gonna take a copy with us to study further." "You have it loaded?" the Chief asked. "Yes, but I don't..." "Good, load it up. I want to see it." "But sir, I don't think you want to..." "Load it up, I want to watch it," he ordered. "Ah, sir, Estaria, Miller and I need to head back to the rink and clean up a few loose ends. Can you watch the tape here on your own?" Johnson asked. "Who's gonna run the equipment?" "Perhaps the security guard here, ah..." "I'm Margret, I'll be glad to show him the video," the security guard said, moving to the control board as she eyed the Chief hungrily. The three walked out of the control room and headed back to the ice rink. After only a few steps Miller asked, "What the hell happened in there?" Johnson, reaching his hand and squeezing her ample ass answered, "I don't know, but you and I will need to take a closer look at that video." "For sure," she replied, running her hand to his cock. "Hey, what about me?" Estaria complained. Miller reached her other hand to his cock and said, "Hey boys, there's enough of me to go around." Squeezing her ass again Johnson, "That there is, that there is. I have a feeling were going to have to penetrate this case very deeply to solve it." "Yes," replied Miller, "Deep is good. Deep is very good." The three walked up to the ice rink, and looked for other possible witnesses to interview and perhaps view the video with. All three suddenly enjoyed their jobs a lot more. Hymens Ch. 02 Juan Estaria pulled Lieutenant Johnson to the side, as Christine Miller continued canvassing the area searching for more witnesses to the spontaneous orgy that occurred in the ice rink at the local shopping mall. Estaria interrupted Johnson's lecherous gaze as he watched Miller slowly waddle from person to person. "Lieutenant, I know there is a lot of Miller, enough for the both of us, but I prefer my women skinny," he whispered. "Damn Juan, you don't know what you are missing, there is nothing like sinking your hands, or mouth or cock for that matter, into that soft rolling flesh." "Ah but, Lieutenant, I much prefer the more athletic woman." "You mean like Margret?" "Oh yes," Estaria replied, "very much like Margret. Do you think..." "Hmm, we do need some more help on this case and I can't think of anyone who has any better insight into our situation. Why don't you go talk to her? I'll clear it back at headquarters once I get all the personal information from her." "Thanks Lieutenant, I'll go talk to her now," he said, walking briskly back to the security control room. Rather than barge in the back entrance directly into the control room, Estaria went into the main entrance and walked the small maze of corridors back to the window looking into the control room. Peeking through the tinted glass, he saw Margret, in a chair, leaning back as she ran her hands over her nipples. Her legs draped over the Chief of Detective's shoulders as he vigorously lapped her pussy, running his tongue from her wet opening up and over her clit. Margret was responding with a rhythmic thrusting of her hips, pushing her cunt hard onto the Chief's face. Estaria watched Margret arch her back and move her hands to her lovers head, pulling him onto her. She moaned loudly, so loudly that Estaria thought he could feel the vibrations in the glass. She wrapped her legs tight around the Chief and leaned forward, collapsing over him. In a few moments, the Chief arose, face glistening in Margret's come and said, "There you are, now will you let me fuck you in the ass?" "Oh yes, after a performance like that, you can fuck me wherever you want. Here, just let me lube you up a bit," she said, ducking into the restroom and returning with a tube of lubricant. The Chief leaned back, as Margret applied the lubricant, stroking him with her hands as she coated his aching member. "There you go, greased up and ready to go." Margret then bent over the console, resting both arms on the cold metal plating as she moved her legs apart and arched her back slightly. Estaria watched as the Chief, his cock glistening in the faint light, moved closer to her perky little ass. Feeling his own cock rise at the site of Margret, her ass swaying wantonly, Estaria reached down and began squeezing himself through his pants. The Chief reached his left hand to her hips while his right hand positioned his cock on her tiny anus. Holding himself firmly, he leaned toward her as, ever so slowly, she opened to him. Releasing his cock and grasping her hips with both hands, the Chief slowly pulled her back onto him, pausing as he met the resistance of her sphincter for a moment and then pushing deeper into her. Stopping as he made the full depth, he slowly backed out and then repeated his slow entry process. After a few more slow penetrations, the Chief increased his pace with each thrust, until he was diving into her so quickly and with such force that her breasts would jiggle wildly as he rammed her to the hilt. Margret reached a hand down and massaged her clit while he continued plowing into her, his balls slapping against her wet cunt. Estaria watched as suddenly Margret's eyes closed in ecstasy as she came. He saw the muscles in her ass clench around the Chief's cock as he continued his motion. Just as Margret seemed to recover from her climax, the Chief suddenly moaned and pushed himself deep into her tight opening, injecting his hot cum deep in her ass. Seeing the two had finished, Estaria quietly snuck back to the front of the security office to give the Chief and Margret time to get dressed. After several minutes he called out, "Chief, Margret!" "Back here in the control room," Margret called to him. Estaria quickly walked back arriving just as the Chief slipped out of the restroom, looking only a little disheveled. "Ah, Detective... uh," "Estaria sir," he replied. "Detective Estaria, I've watched the tape, but I think I will need to see it again. Can you arrange to get me a copy for further study?" "Certainly sir," Estaria said, shrugging his shoulders towards Margret. Margret nodded, "I'll get a copy made right away." "Thank you," the Chief replied, "Detective, where is the Lieutenant?" "He is back at the rink with Detective Miller sir." "Okay, you finish up here." Estaria smiled and nodded as the Chief brusquely slipped out through the back door. Estaria walked to the door and peeked out until the Chief was well down the corridor. "Margret, how would you like to get into some real law enforcement?" "You mean the police?" "Yes Ma'am, looks like I need a partner for this investigation, one that knows the ins and outs of this particular case," he replied. "Yes, I've wanted to be on the force, I just couldn't pass the test." "Well, you've passed the test now. The Lieutenant will work everything out, you'll just need to get him some personal information, but otherwise, you are an official detective now." "Oh thank you Juan," she said, embracing him and showering his face with kissed. "Okay, okay, now we have an important case to take care of now. Go ahead and make those copies of the video." "Two copies?" "One for the Chief, one for the Lieutenant and ah... better make one for you and I, never can tell when we will need to take a peek at it." "Okay, three copies it is," she replied, sitting down at the control console. Estaria watched as she worked the controls, adjusting his growing erection. This case just seemed to get better and better. Hymens Ch. 03 When the call first came in, Lieutenant Johnson was so caught up in his daydream he missed it completely. It was from "Here to Eternity" except Christine Miller and him rolled in the surf, completely naked. He could picture it now, her on all fours as he entered her from behind. Her flesh quivered with his every thrust, waves of flesh rolled over his fingers as he pulled her back onto his cock. They screamed at each other, just to be heard over the crashing waves. Everything they did was in complete abandonment, it was pure and animal as they growled and howled beneath the full moon. Johnson thought that a man never really felt like a man until his woman, with his cock buried to the hilt inside her, screamed as loudly as she could that she was coming, coming because of him. "I'm coming, I'm coming," Christine said, "Will you hold your horses. This is Detective Miller, can I help you." The Lieutenant opened his eyes and saw Christine glaring at him. He shook his head, noticing she was at his desk, talking on his phone, hurriedly taking notes. "Talbert Dude Ranch, right... just east of the valley, okay I got it," she said. She held her finger to her lips as Johnson started to speak. "Yes, we'll be there in, ah... say twenty minutes." She hung up the phone and spoke, "You not taking calls Lieutenant?" "Oh, I'm sorry Christine, I must have drifted." "I hope it was good." "It was," he said, letting his eyes drip down her full body, "it was." "Well, we've got another orgy, this one at the Talbert Dude Ranch..." "Near the valley?" "That's the one," she replied, "It was a convention of twins." "Twins?" "Twins. Just imagine a ranch full of mirrored images all engaged in all sorts of sordid activity." "Okay, round up Juan and Margret, they can follow us out there," he said, pausing at his desk so he would watch her ample ass roll through the door and up the corridor. Adjusting his erection, he followed behind her. The two vehicles arrived at the dude ranch and Detective Estaria spent a moment talking to the uniformed officer at the scene. The other three slowly began walking towards a cluster of buildings. Running to catch up, Detective Estaria said, "The uniform says they've got a lot of witnesses, a brother and sister are in building one there, they're kind of shaken up." "That's understandable," Detective Miller said, looking at the Lieutenant. "Okay, Christine, you go talk to the sister, I'll take the brother. Juan, you and Margret see if there were any pictures or videos that might have caught the ordeal." "Right Lieutenant," Margret replied, heading off towards the main entrance with Detective Estaria. "Come on Christine, let's see what these two have to say." The twins were already separated, each one in a different room. Lieutenant Johnson wished they were back at the station so he could watch Christine's interview through the double mirror and she could watch his. They'd just have to do it the old fashion way. Stepping into the room, Johnson saw the young man sitting at a table. Observing him for a moment, Johnson saw the man twitching nervously. There was a cup of coffee in front of him, but as the man tried to sip it, his hands trembled, spilling the hot liquid. "Good morning, I'm Lieutenant Johnson, I'd like to ask you a few questions, if that's okay with you." "Oh, ah... sure." "I understand you had a unique experience this morning." Nodding, the man spoke, "It was horrible, I saw this strange flashing and suddenly Julie, was all over me, unbuttoning my shirt, grabbing my cock." "Now, Julie would be..." "Would be my sister! We're twins, but you probably guessed that. Damn, in no time she had my cock in her mouth, sucking on it hard. I couldn't help myself, I slipped my hand up her shorts and was pushing my fingers into her. In a few moments, we both were naked, hell, she practically tore my clothes off of me. Anyway, I was on my back, eating her pussy as she continued on my cock. "I've never done that before, eaten a woman I mean..." "Were you a virgin?" "No, I have a girlfriend and we, well, I'm not a virgin." "Was your sister?" "I don't think so, at least she seemed pretty adept at sucking my cock." "Go on with your story." "Anyway, I pushed my tongue inside her, it tasted strange, a bit bitter, but good, damn... she tasted good. It turned me on, my own sister!" he moaned, burying his face in his hands. "Did you ugh... did you..." "Did I fuck her?" Johnson nodded. "No thank god, only oral sex. Tasting her and feeling the way she moved over me, pushing her pussy hard onto my face turned me on so much that in no time, I felt myself coming, shooting my sperm into my sister's mouth, my own sister," he sobbed. "Okay, okay, calm down. Look, this has happened before, you couldn't help it." "It's just that it was the best sexual experience I've ever had and it was with my sister. Damn, it was so much better than when I was with my girlfriend." "I promise you we'll get to the bottom of this, I am sure your sister is just as horrified as you were about this." "My god, 69 with my sister, and it was good, it felt so good," he said, putting his head down onto his folded arms and sobbing. Hymens Ch. 04 Detective Miller walked to the soda machine, fed in some quarters and pressed a button. Grabbing the can, she carefully pried up the pop-top, turning her head as the soda whooshed. She started for the room to interview the sister, paused, and then walked back to the soda machine. She fed some more money into the machine and then took the additionally can with her into the room. She saw an attractive brunette sitting quietly at a table. Placing the can on the table she introduced herself, “Hi, I’m Detective Miller, you can call me Christine.” “Hi,” the woman said, sitting up straight in the chair. Christine noticed that the woman wasn’t wearing a bra and from the look of her nipples, she was either very cold, or still pretty turned on. “I need to ask you a few questions about this morning,” she said, pushing the soda toward the woman. “Thanks,” she said, opening the drink and taking a drink. “I was pretty thirsty; I had a pretty good workout this morning.” “Right Ms...” “Andrews, Heather Andrews.” “Heather, can I call you Heather?” “Yes,” she said, taking another sip of the soda. “Heather, I understand you’ve been through quite an ordeal.” “I wouldn’t call it an ordeal, it was really very nice.” “Nice? He was your brother wasn’t he?” “Yes, but you just don’t know. We do look a lot alike, not identical mind you, but I’ve always wondered what it would be like with him.” “You fantasized about it?” Christine asked. “Oh yes, you don’t know how many times I wondered what it would be like. One time, I walked into his room without knocking and caught him.” ”Caught him?” “Yes, he was jacking off and I opened the door at just the right time. There he was, his cock was so big and his hand was sliding up and down so quickly over it. His eyes were closed and suddenly, he shot his cum. It splashed up on his chest, almost reaching his chin. I would see his shaft pulsing and his balls constricting as he shot spurt after spurt all over himself. When he opened his eyes and saw me, he immediately pulled up a sheet covering himself, but I saw enough. “I rushed back to my room, closed my door and before I reached my bed, I was running my fingers over my clit. I must have cum three or four times visualizing what I had just seen, that white stream splashing on his bare, hairless chest. I wanted to lick it up right there, I wanted to taste...” “Okay, we’re getting off track here, can you tell me just about this morning,” Christine interrupted. “Yes, god it was good. There was this flashing light, I’m not sure where but after a few flashes I suddenly felt so horny and a bit drunk. You know how you feel, when you know you shouldn’t do something, but you just don’t care and go ahead and do it.” Christine nodded, “Go on.” “Well I suddenly felt that way and when Michael, that’s my brother, grabbed my boobs,” she cupped her hands on her lovely breasts as she spoke, “I couldn't help myself, I reached down, grabbed his cock and started sucking. All I could think of was getting him to spurt his white cum into my mouth. “I stroked it as I sucked and soon I tasted his pre-cum as it dribbled out of his tiny hole. That just turned me on more, so I took off my clothes, pushed him on his back and climbed over him. I took his cock in my mouth again as I ground my pussy onto his face. “He enjoyed it too, I know because I could hear him moan and his tongue, oh yes, his tongue, first it was inside me, then flicking my clit, then sliding back down my slit. Oh, I came and came as I sucked his cock, wanting to make him feel so good. “Soon he rose up and dished his delicious load into my mouth. I swallowed every drop of him, savoring that incredible taste. It was only then I noticed someone, someone looked at me a moment and then turned his back and ran. “Well, I had sucked my brother dry and still wanted to taste more, so I watched this man run. I shouted out to him, to try to get him back, but he just kept moving.” “Can you describe him?” Christine asked. “Hmmm, let’s see. He was kind of short, shorter than Michael.” “How tall is Michael?” “About five-eight, this guy was a bit shorter, but seemed very athletic, very muscular. He had dark hair and a mustache.” “Did you see his eyes?” “They seemed a dark color, I couldn’t tell.” “Clothing?” “Just jeans and a tee-shirt, tennis shoes too.” “Anything else, any markings?” “No, no... wait, there was a scar, strange, the skin was lighter on his upper arm, like maybe there had been a tattoo or something.” “You think perhaps he had a tattoo removed?” “It could be, maybe something like that.” “You remember anything else?” “No that is all, except that when I looked back to Michael, he has pulled away from me and was getting dressed. I was still feeling pretty hot, kind of wondered what his cock would feel like in my pussy.” “I mean anything about the man,” Christine said. “No, sorry.” “That’s okay, you’ve helped a lot,” she replied, making a few notations in her book. She stood up and quickly walked out of the room looking for the Lieutenant, excited at finding their first solid lead. Hymens Ch. 05 The four detectives got together in the ranch's dining area to compare notes. Lieutenant Johnson got the discussion going, "Okay, let's see what we've got here. I talked to one of the male victims, I guess we call them victims, no use arresting these folks, they didn't really have a lot of choice. "Anyway, I talked to a Michael Andrews, who seemed very shaken by this ordeal." "Who can blame him?" Margret asked. "Wait until you hear about his sister," Detective Miller pitched in. "Look, this Michael reported seeing a flashing light before everything happened, did anyone else get that?" "Yes," Christine answered, "Heather... Heather Andrews, Michael's sister also reported seeing a light, she also said she saw someone running away afterwards." "You think a perp? Not just a voyeur?" Johnson asked. "Hard to be sure, but you got to figure anyone around would have been involved in the orgy..." "Unless they took precautions to avoid it," the lieutenant offered. "So this one could very well be the perp?" Estaria asked. "Certainly worth looking into," Christine said, writing something in her book. "How'd you and Margret come out with the video tape?" "Well, it wasn't easy, but we got some. Seems the proprietor of this ranch enjoyed a bit of hidden video erotica, he had video cameras concealed everywhere." "Hey Christine, where was Michael and Heather when everything happened?" Johnson asked. "I think out in the commons area of building three, that's the building where we interviewed them." "Okay Juan, why don't you see about rounding up that particular video? We all remember what happened last time, so, as much as I'd love another session with you Christine," he said, patting her ample thigh, "I think we need to focus now, this may be our best lead yet. "Juan, you and I'll view the video, I think with the women out of the room, we won't be overcome by our libido. Perhaps they got this guy on the video." "I'll get with the owner and get us a viewing room set up." "Okay, Christine, you and Margret keep looking around, maybe someone else saw the runner." "Right Lieutenant," Margret replied. "Oh, and Christine, good work with this runner thing," Johnson said. "Thanks Lieutenant, I just kind of stumbled into it." "Well good work anyway," he replied, getting up and walking to the main office. Lieutenant Johnson walked through the main lobby and back into the administrative office area. Several uniformed officers that stood guarding the area stepped aside as Johnson entered. Estaria, sticking his head out of a doorway called to him, "Lieutenant, we're ready in here when you are." "Okay, let's get a look at that video," he said, entering the room and closing the door behind him. Standing before the monitor, both men watched as the video started. Estaria fast forwarded for a bit and then let the tape run at normal speed. "According to the time indicator, this is a little before everything started." Both men watched as a man entered the room carrying something that looked like a strobe light. He set the light down and then moved into a corner of the room, sitting in a chair. He then held up something that looked like a remote control and then the light began flashing. Seeing the flash, Johnson immediately turned to Estaria and reached out his arms to embrace him. Estaria did the same and they came together in a long and passionate kiss. Johnson felt Estaria's hard cock brush against his leg and then press harder to him. They continued to kiss as they ground their erections against each other. The lieutenant removed his arms from around Estaria and unbuttoned his own shirt, arching his back as Estaria began kissing his chest and nipples. Feeling the sensations run down his body into his cock, he ground his rod against his lover's hip. Stunned by their sudden passion both men pulled apart, but they couldn't resist each other and quickly pulled off their clothing. Johnson kneeled in front of Estaria and took his cock in his mouth. He had never done this with a man before, but remembering what he liked when women did it to him, he began stroking the shaft with one hand, caressing the balls with another as his mouth moved back and forth over the head of Estaria's cock. Johnson circled the tender flesh with his tongue, tasting the bitter pre-cum. He continued, sucking in his cheeks and letting them slide over the throbbing cock as his head bobbed on him. Johnson then felt the cock seem to expand in girth and he felt a jolt as Estaria came, spurting his hot jism into his throat. Trying hard not to choke, he swallowed what he could and then pulled his mouth away, afraid he'd drown in Estaria's copious fluid. Feeling an urgency in his own cock, Johnson milked a good handful of cum from Estaria's softening member and spread the warm, gooey fluid over his shaft. Sliding his hand up and down to make sure he was well lubricated, he grabbed Estaria's shoulders, spun him around and bent him over the back of a chair. Gritting his teeth and concentrating hard to fight the urge to simply jamb his cock deep into the man's ass, he gently eased himself between Estaria's tight buns. Leaning into the man, he slowly pressed his cock into the tight hole, slowly gaining depth as the man relaxed around him. Finally gaining his full depth, Johnson began withdrawing and thrusting into his lover's anus, savoring the tight, warm depth of his muscular companion. Gaining speed, Johnson felt his balls slapping against Estaria and he took hold of the man's thin hips and pulled him. Feeling a surge build inside, Johnson shot his load deep in Estaria's ass, moaning loudly. After coming, he quickly withdrew himself and stepped into a restroom. He wiped off his cock and returned to the room where both men, without looking at each other, quickly dressed. Once dressed, they both professionally returned their view to the monitor and watched as the man ran from the scene. Clearing his throat, Johnson spoke, "Juan, we need to get this tape back to the lab and get it analyzed. See if we can get some close ups of the man and run him through our database. Perhaps we can get a hit." "Right away Lieutenant," Estaria replied. He pressed a button and watched as the video machine ejaculated the tape into his hand. He took the tape and headed to his car, where Margret was waiting. For the first time they had a solid lead and they were going to stroke it to see what might come out of it. Hymens Ch. 06 Memorandum Date:    06/06/04 To:        Lieutenant Eric Johnson From:    Dr. Andrew Bain             Crime Lab Director Subject:  HYMENS investigation video analysis Message:   Pursuant to your request we immediately put three technicians on your case to review the surveillance videos you provided from the mall and dude ranch crime scenes. Specifically we reviewed in detail the one tape from the mall and three of the five tapes you provided from the dude ranch. Our technicians will be forwarding the significant data from the tapes including an enlarged photograph of the individual you noticed in the dude ranch video, whom, by the way, we also found in the mall video. The technicians cross referenced this individual in our data base and identified him as one Randolph Finney, a college student and local performer. We also spotted the specific piece of equipment he carried at both scenes, which appears to be some type of light emitting device. This device appears to emit at a frequency that has hypnotic effects on anyone observing the light. We have determined that the spontaneous orgies, that broke out at both scenes, were a direct result of the device that Mr. Finney activated. It also appears that the light frequencies emitted affect the part of the brain controlling libido and sexual response. We have also found that the frequencies can be recorded and the recording has the same effects. In watching a video of my three technicians, two young men in their early twenties and an older woman in her mid fifties, I noticed that immediately upon viewing the light frequencies the three techs removed their clothing. The woman and two men frolicked through an incredible array of sexual positions and practices that seemed beyond comprehension. Between the three participants, we counted over ten orgasms, all followed by copious ejaculations. Apparently the female tech was capable of the female ejaculation many of us have read about. Anyway, it took our cleanup crews over a week working with black lights and the latest investigative equipment to clean up the splattered cum. I am not complaining about this incredible mess, because it provided an excellent training opportunity for our crime scene investigators. The video of the occurrences in this lab also will provide hours of intense viewing. Initially attempting to view my video of the three technicians as they reviewed your video tapes, I had no direct view of their TV monitor, but found that the light frequency that shined on the surrounding equipment had an equivalent affect on my secretary and me. As you know Lieutenant Johnson, I am seventy four years old and to be blunt, have been well past my years of sexual potency. Under ideal conditions, viagra will work for me at home only about twenty percent of the time. Well, when the light began flashing, I realized I had achieved an erection of a quality I had not experienced in nearly thirty years. My young secretary (she just turned nineteen) noticed it also and reached down to grab it. I dropped my pants to my ankles and she immediately slipped her mouth over my throbbing organ, bobbing her head up and down. Well, excuse my exuberance, but I felt like a seventeen year old again, and found myself filling her mouth with my semen. Not wanting the young lady to go unsatisfied, I lifted her up onto my desk, pulled her skirt up over her hips and pulled off her panties. Sitting on my desk, she spread her legs wide and opened her beautiful vagina to me. I dipped my tongue into an ambrosia of the likes I have never experienced. Remembering some of the techniques I learned from some Korean women during the war, I ate he in ways she never imagined. Especially enjoying my dim sum tongue technique, this girl came and came until my face was absolutely covered in her tasty juices. Seeing and feeling her come reinvigorated me, so after her third orgasm, I lifted her up and lowered her onto my towering inferno. Why that young lady rode me so hard that my chair rolled all the way across my office and when we both came together, we were leaning against the back wall. My secretary and I have watched the beginning of the video every day since then, in fact, we are now engaged to be married. In fact, I watched the video with my fiancé and three of her bridesmaids just yesterday with some stupendous results. The reason I am contacting you personally with this memo, is not only to thank you and I do humbly thank you, but to also encourage you to get your hands on that device. If it falls into the wrong hands it could become a weapon of mass destruction. Our history on Mr. Finney indicates he is just a talented research assistant at the local university, with no connections to outside parties, but who knows what might happen for the right amount of money. It is important you apprehend Mr. Finney and secure his device so it can be turned over to the proper authorities. Good luck and thank you, thank you, thank you. Sincerely, Dr. Andrew Bain. PS. Angela, my secretary thanks you too, along with Celia, Annie and Megan. Hymens Ch. 07 Christine Miller was in a quandary, in order to continue working on her case she needed to get detailed information about the contents of the videotape they acquired from the scene of the last spontaneous orgy. Detective Estaria and his partner Margret obtained the video from the owner of the dude ranch where the orgy occurred. Remembering how the surveillance video from their first crime scene affected her and Lieutenant Johnson, she agreed that it was a good idea for Estaria and Johnson to view the tape. Miller recalled the incredible sexual experience she, Johnson, Estaria and Margret had shared as a result of viewing the tape from the first crime scene and it seemed best if they avoided the opportunity of that happening again. Strangely though, Johnson and Estaria had been very evasive in discussing the contents of the dude ranch tape and now she had no choice but to view the tape herself. Grabbing the tape from Lieutenant Johnson's desk she returned to her desk to jot down a few notes before going into the interrogation room where the video equipment was set up. "You finally decided to see the tape yourself," Margret said, looking up from her desk. Margret Jackson had just joined the force from a private security firm and was still getting moved into the precinct. She was presently on the payroll as a consultant until they worked out all the details in getting her on full time. "Yeah, Juan and the lieutenant won't give me anything, it's like they simply wanted to forget about the video," Christine replied, noticing Margret's well developed arms. "You work out?" "Just here in the workout room. Back at the security company they had some incredible equipment, everyone worked out a lot. I guess I just fell in." "I really need to do something," Christine replied, pinching the ample folds in her gut. "Hey, I'm gonna go view this video, you want to look in?" "Sure." "We'll get a look at out prime suspect and the device he's carrying. Apparently he found an inconspicuous corner and watched what happened. This tape has the brother and sister we interviewed." "Oh yes, I'm glad I haven't eaten yet." "You know, she actually liked it, was thinking about initiating more with her brother," Miller said with a shudder. "I don't know, this case is just so odd." Miller grabbed the tape and the two women headed to the interrogation room. Margret tossed her pad onto the table and sat down while the plump woman loaded the tape into their VCR. She walked back to the table and sat down next to Margret and started the tape. Fast forwarding, Christine watched the counter and stopped the tape. "Okay, from what little I could get out of the lieutenant, the perp will be immediately visible along the top of the image. He pretty much stays at the edge of our view through the entire video. The brother and sister go at it over by the couch that's supposed to be about mid screen." "Okay, let's get a look." Christine started the tape, "There he is, just as the lieutenant said." "He's carrying something, looks like a light," Margret replied. "There, he put it down and looks like he's got a remote or something." The light began flashing and Christine immediately began running her hand up Margret's muscular arm. The two women turned to face each other and without speaking a word, simply began kissing. Christine ran her hands down the athletic woman's back, reaching and squeezing her firm ass. Their clothes seemed to melt off them as they groped and caressed in a passionate flurry of activity. Christine watched as the svelte Margret, seemingly fascinated in the ample folds of flesh, ran her face and hands all over her breasts, stomach, hips and thighs. Christine in turn, ran her hands over the firm ripples of Margret's body. Climbing onto the table, Christine lay on her back as the thinner woman straddled her, lowering her wet pussy onto her face. Christine opened her legs for Margret, feeling the woman's hands rolling over her loose flesh. Tasting a woman for the first time, Christine sank her tongue deep into the wet cunt that pressed down on her face. The taste shocked her, but excited her at the same time. Feeling the sensations in her own clit and pussy, Christine quickly moved her mouth to Margret's clit. The intensity of the moment, driven by the flashing light in the video had both women in a frenzy and they drove their dripping pussies onto each other's faces, both coming again and again. Feeling a fatigue in her jaw, Christine moved from under Margret and they changed positions, bringing their delicate lips together in a beautiful pussy to pussy kiss. In moments, the sensations that entered her intensely charged cunt drove her to another orgasm as she held Margret in a fleshy embrace. Both then collapsed onto the table breathless. Catching her breath, Christine looked up at the TV monitor and noticed that the tape had ended. Still entwined with Margret, she looked for the remote control to turn the equipment off as Lieutenant Johnson came through the door. Both women quickly jumped up and grabbed their clothes. "Ladies, calm down," he said, "I know what happens with the video and the flashing light." "You mean you and Juan..." "Yes," he answered sternly, his face flushed. "Anyway, the suspect in the video, we've got a name and an address. Get dressed and we'll all head over there." He quickly ducked out through the door, leaving the two, still naked women alone in the room. "Ah, Margret, I'm not sure what to say," Christine said shyly. "It was the tape, the flashing light." "Yes, but it was so good." Margret smiled, "Yes it was. I've never been with a..." "Neither have I," Christine said, a tear rolling down her cheek. "Wow, I wonder what it would have been like if we knew what we were doing." "It could be endless, I mean..." "Yes, with a guy, there's usually a definite end. With another woman..." "...it could just go until we collapse." "Yes, it seems that way," Margret replied, slipping on her panties. They finished getting dressed and Christine popped the tape out of the VCR. They both moved over to the door when Margret turned to face the plump woman. She tilted her head and kissed her passionately on the mouth. Christine responded, embracing her athletic lover. Stepping back, they straightened their clothes and then walked out of the interrogation room. Looking toward their desks, they saw Detective Estaria and the lieutenant waiting for them. They walked quickly, they had a suspect to round up. Hymens Ch. 08 HYMENS 08 Detectives Margret Jackson and Christine Miller walked back to their desks at the station, meeting Detective Juan Estaria and Lieutenant Johnson. Still a bit disheveled from their viewing of the tape and subsequent spontaneous interlude, they both grabbed their purses to head to the restroom to tidy up. “Wait a minute ladies, before to spend too much time fixing up there’s something we need to do,” Johnson said. “We both got a good look at the perp, all we need to do is go pick him up,” Christine replied. “Juan, tell them what you just said to me.” Estaria stood up from where he was half-sitting on the desk and began, “Look, we now are pretty sure it is the light that is creating the spontaneous sexual response, right?” The two women nodded. “Well, if we are going to have any chance of apprehending this guy, we’re gonna need to have a way of avoiding falling into an orgy when he turns that light on.” “Either that or catch him when he is away from the device,” Christine replied. “Either way, I think we need to figure out a way to overcome that device, if you excuse my weak pun.” “Overcum? Yeah Juan, you’re really humming today,” Margret replied. “Look, Juan suggested we each grab some different types of sunglasses, individually go into different interrogation rooms and see if the sunglasses work. I assume ladies, even though you just finished a session, you can handle another… just in case your glasses don’t work,” Johnson said. “Yeah I guess,” Christine replied, “just keep the viewing rooms locked when we do this, there’s probably semen still running down the double mirrors from the rest of these perverts watching Margret and I.” She pointed her finger, sweeping it across the squad room as several of the men quickly shuffled papers and began typing on their computers. “Good point Christine, I’ll personally lock all the viewing rooms,” the lieutenant replied. “Juan, do we have four copies of the video?” “Yes sir, the one Christine has and here are three more.” “The eyewear?” “I picked them up today, some differently shaded polarized ones here and here, a cheap pair of pink shaded ones and some “blue blockers” like those advertised on TV.” “Okay, let’s all grab one and head back to the interrogation rooms. Ladies, if you need any special equipment, you might go visit the evidence lockers, theirs probably some interesting stuff back there that vice has rounded up,” Johnson said, smiling as both women shuddered a bit. “Not unless you got a sterilizer here,” Margret said. “Yeah, no telling what those things have been shoved up,” Christine added. “I think I can manage the old fashion way,” she continued, licking a finger. Feeling a twinge in his cock, as Christine sensuously licked her finger, Lieutenant Johnson said, “Okay, let’s go.” The four of them each picked up a video and a pair of sunglasses and headed for the interrogation rooms. Lieutenant Johnson locked all four viewing rooms before entering his room. Detective Miller had paused at her door making sure the lieutenant had locked the door to the viewing room adjoining her room. She then stepped inside, locked her door, slipped the tape back into the VCR and settled into a chair. She loosened her already disheveled clothes, put on her “blue blockers” and started the tape. In moments she saw the man walk into the room and turn on the device. She immediately was overcome and quickly unbuttoned her blouse and unfastened her bra. He ample breasts sagged out into her hands and she held one up, touching her tongue to the nipple. She teased her breasts for a few moments, but soon the ache between her legs drew her hand downward. Slipping her hands into her pants and moving down to her wet opening, she had an idea. With one hand in her pants, she reached her other hand to her cell phone and speed dialed Lieutenant Johnson. Her fingers entered her cunt just as he answered his phone. “Is it working,” she asked with a husky voice. “No, I have my cock out right now.” “You can’t come over here?” she asked. “Too late, I can’t stop stroking myself. What are you doing?” “I pushed my fingers into my pussy and now that they are wet I’m touching my clit. Oh god I wish it was your tongue on my clit. What are you doing?” “I’ve got my hand in a fist, sliding back and forth, just over the head, imagining your mouth sucking me in. Are you wet?” “Oh yes, I’m so wet for you. Here listen,” she said, lowering her phone as her fingers moved back to her cunt. She moved them quickly, trying to make as much noise as possible. Hearing the wet, slurping sounds, Johnson moved his hand faster over his engorged cock. He reached his other hand down and toyed with his balls. “Did you hear that?” Christine asked. “Yes, put your fingers in your mouth and taste yourself.” “Do you have some pre-cum?” “Yes,” he replied. “You taste yourself too.” “I want to taste what you are tasting Christine.” “I want you too, and I want to taste what you are tasting,” she replied. “Oh god, I am coming Christine.” “Tell me, tell me.” “Yes, here it comes. I’m shooting all over my stomach, it’s warm Christine.” “Is it sticky?” “Oh yeah, and it’s all over me. I wish I was coming on you.” “Yes, your white cum running on my breasts,” she replied. “You come now, are you close?” “Oh yes, so close. Talk to me baby.” “I want to slide my hard cock deep into your pussy right now, so deep. Can you feel it? “Yes, yes, I feel it, I’m almost there.” “I want to feel your pussy wrap around me, I want to feel you come on my cock.” “Ughh... yes, I’m coming baby, I’m coming, coming. Oh fuck me baby, please fuck me,” she moaned arching her back. She felt the waves roll over her body as she came, wishing Johnson’s cock was deep inside her. After a few moments spent catching their breath and whispering back and forth on the cell phones, they regained their composure and got back to business. “I wonder how Juan and Margret are doing.” “Yes, let’s get ourselves together and go back to my office. Hopefully something worked here and we can round this guy up.” Detective Miller put her bra back on and slowly buttoned up her blouse. She ejected the videotape and walked toward the door, wondering whether Margret was coming now or not. Hymens Ch. 09 Detective Margret Jackson took her videotape and entered the interview room. Carefully placing the silver colored polarized sunglasses on her face, she started the VCR. Once again, she watched their suspect walk into the room, carefully place his lighting device and then walk to the back corner of the room. She paused the videotape and took a long look at the suspect, trying to get an insight into this individual. He seemed odd, fairly small, and almost feminine in his movements. She slowly forwarded the tape, frame-by-frame, watched the small hand rise, holding the remote control. She paused the tape once more, looking at the hand, it just seemed too dainty to be a man's hand. She wondered if there was something more to this suspect. Finally, knowing the others would be waiting, she started the tape and watched as the light immediately began flashing. Without another thought, she unfastened her belt, opened up her pants and reached her hand in. Sliding between her soft skin and her laced panties, she moved down, moving her fingers down her slit. Her cell phone suddenly rang. It was Juan, "Quick, unlock your door, it's working. The flashing light is not affecting me." Margret quickly rushed to the door, unlocked it and pulled Juan inside. He was wearing the cheap, pink tinted glasses. Ignoring his sunglasses, Margret fell to her knees and began fumbling with his pants. He grabbed her hands and pulled her up, saying, "Listen to me, it worked." Margret, aching now, quickly removed Juan's sunglasses and said, "I don't care, just fuck me." Juan pulled off his clothes, exposing his well-developed body. Margret ran her hand over his chest, enthralled in how her white skin contrasted with his light brown. She loved his skin, especially at the tan line at his ass. Instead of the bright white skin she had, his was lighter, but still had the beautiful dark undertones. She kneeled again, cupped his light brown ass and moved her mouth over his cock. He leaned back against the door, pushing his hips forward and watched his brown cock disappear between her white, white lips. Her mouth on him felt wonderful, but now he wanted to taste her lily pussy. He pulled her off his cock, pulled her pants and panties off in one quick motion. He lifted her onto the table, and then it was his turn to kneel. He moved his face up to her delicious cunt and penetrated her with his tongue, tasting her tart juices. She ran her white fingers through his dark hair, pulling his face as she ground her pussy onto him. His tongue alternated between dipping into her cunt and running up her slit to her clit. She continued to pump her hips, her pussy making his face glisten. Taking her clit into his mouth, sucking, he pushed three fingers into her soaking hole. Turing his hand he curled his fingers, trying to find her g-spot. She simply lost herself into the sensations of her Latin lover, as he drew her closer and closer to orgasm. Drawing her hips back, she moaned and the thrust herself onto him, wrapping her legs around his shoulders. "Oh Juan, you are so good." He shoved his fingers deep into her as she went wild on her clit. Feeling her cunt begin pulsating, he removed his mouth from her sensitive clit as she squeezed him tight with her legs. He waited until the pulsations in her pussy calmed and then removed his fingers. Standing up, he grabbed her thighs, noticing how his dark hands looked against her milky white skin, and pulled her to him. She took his cock and carefully guided it inside her, savoring its length as he slowly pushed himself to the hilt. Reaching down to her feet, Margret grabbed her ankles and held her legs wide open, giving Juan an incredible view as his brown cock disappeared into her pink lips. Turned on by this incredible view, he wildly rammed himself into her, feeling his balls bounce onto her ass. They both could hear the distinct slapping sound as their bodies collided together in their fiery dance. Feeling a surge come over him, Juan grabbed her thighs and pulled her onto him. Arching his back and looking down, he watched his glistening rod plunge again and again into her light, wet and beautiful pussy. He moaned and shot his load deep into her soft, wet hole. He felt his cock pump and pump as he filled her with his hot cum. Finally feeling the last of the sensations subside, he slowly eased himself out of her, watching as each inch came out of her, glistening in their mixed juices. Once he withdrew completely, he kneeled again and ran his tongue into her hole, licking out some of their combined cum. Margret sat up, drew her to him and kissed him hard, both sharing the intense flavor of their lovemaking. Gazing into each other's eyes, they heard a knocking on the door. "Yeah," Juan hollered. "You two okay in there?" asked Detective Miller. "Yes, give us a moment." Juan and Margret quickly dressed and with one final kiss, the two opened the door and followed Miller to the Lieutenants office. Stepping into the office, Juan started, "It worked, the cheapest pair of sunglasses, the pink ones, blocked the effect." "I just received a phone call from downstairs," the Lieutenant replied. "And?" Juan asked. "Our suspect just turned herself in." "Herself?" "Yeah, turns out he was a she, who'd have known," Lieutenant Johnson said. "I thought something seemed odd, he just seemed too delicate." "We'll you were right. They are getting her lined up for questioning. Once her lawyer arrives we can get started." "She lawyered up already," Miller asked. "Yeah, actually the lawyer set up the deal, apparently some word got out about Homeland Security's interest in the case and wanted to avoid any Federal involvement." "Yeah, nobody can fuck up a good thing more than the Feds." Hymens Ch. 10 HYMENS 10 Detectives Miller, Jackson and Estaria huddled around Miller’s desk, waiting for the lieutenant to finish up some paperwork before heading over to the Sheriff Department's lockup to talk to their suspect. “Strange how our guy turned out to be a woman, I didn’t see that coming,” Juan Estaria said. “Well, something sure seemed strange about him... her in the videos,” Christine Miller replied. “Aren’t most sex crimes committed by men?” Margret Johnson asked. “Most, but you’d be surprised how many women get involved,” Christine answered. “Well, looks like we got our woman,” Juan said. “Just when it was getting interesting.” Noticing his leering gaze Margret said, “I can’t decide if you’d be better wearing those cheap sunglasses or without them.” “Oh, you are inspiration enough for me Margret.” “Cut the chatter, we’ve got to move,” Lieutenant Johnson said briskly, rushing past their desks. Quickly grabbing their gear, the three detectives followed him toward their cars. “Lieutenant, what is going on, I thought we had her?” “Apparently our suspect had a small scale device, used it in lockup. Does everyone have their sunglasses?” “Yeah, were all ready,” Juan replied. “Good, we’ve got some more video to watch.” “Did she get away?” “No, they still have the suspect,” the lieutenant said, climbing into his car. The two automobiles sped out of the parking lot toward the Sheriff’s Office. The lieutenant quickly detailed everything for Christine. “They were setting up to transfer her over to us and apparently one of the guards thought he’d get a little friendly with her.” “Damn.” “Well, I’m not sure exactly the turn of events, but our suspect either accidentally or purposely set off the device and... well, lockup went kind of berserk. Then one of the guards carried the device out into the main entrance.” “Are you...” “I’m not kidding Christine, the County Sheriff’s Department had an orgy,” Lieutenant Johnson said, suppressing a laugh. “This isn’t going to be pretty,” Christine said, taking a deep breath. Pulling up to the station, there were no parking places; vehicles were parked all over the place. The two cars pulled in behind several Sheriff’s vehicles and the detectives moved quickly toward the entrance, avoiding several news reporters. Christine filled Juan and Margret in as they walked. Stepping inside, the detectives were immediately coated with the smell of sex. Numerous office workers, deputies and bystanders were wrapped in blankets as police interviewed them. Christine shook her head and nodded toward Margret, pointing out the black lace panties that slowly revolved on the ceiling fan. It looked like the aftermath of a wild, drunken fraternity party. Lieutenant Johnson came back from talking to the Sheriff and drew the three aside. “Look, we’re going to visit our perp, but we need to watch another video. Let’s make sure we have our sunglasses on, we surely don’t want to look like a bunch of bumkins,” he said, looking around the room. The four detectives followed a deputy into an interview room, sitting down at a table while the deputy set up the VCR. He then inserted the video and pressed play. Johnson, immediately picked up the remote and paused the tape. “Thank you deputy, if we need anything we’ll come and get you.” The deputy grimaced, nodded his head and stepped through the door, closing it gently behind him. The lieutenant looked at his detectives, made sure their sunglasses were in place and then started the tape. “Okay, here’s where the deputy enters the cell, locking the door behind him.” “It’s almost like she is encouraging him Lieutenant,” Christine said. On the TV, they saw the woman moving her hands up her sides and then over her breasts. There was no sound, so whatever they couldn’t tell what was being said. The large man moved over closer to her and then appeared to fumble with his pants. From behind, they could see him bend his knees a bit and move his hand to the back of her head. Suddenly the light began to flash and the deputy fell back against the bars. He quickly removed his clothing and moved back to the prisoner, who had removed her blouse, running his hands over her breasts. Fumbling with her skirt, he suddenly stepped back again. “Lieutenant, she’s a man!” Juan exclaimed. “Not entirely,” Christine replied, looking at her breasts. Naked now, their suspect stood up. Her breasts, though small, were distinct, with two small, but very erect nipples. Looking downward, past her taut stomach and below the thick patch of pubic hair stood, a small, but definitely hungry cock. She moved over to the macho deputy, kneeled down and took him in her mouth, moving slowly back and forth over his large member. In a few moments, she removed the glistening rod from her mouth, and spitting some more saliva over it, she turned and bent her self over the cot, resting her arms on it. The deputy moved up behind her, slowly sliding his cock into her diminutive ass. The detectives watched as the deputy eased his cock past her anus and into her rectum. He began a slow rhythm that built up in intensity as the prisoner reached between her legs and began stroking her own cock. Watching the deputy’s ass flex with each thrust, Christine felt a tingling between her legs. She quickly held her hands close around her sunglasses, trying to avoid letting any of the flashing light in the video leak around the pink tinted lenses. In a few moments the deputy arched his back and came, flooding the prisoner’s rectum with his cum. Withdrawing from the woman, he sat down onto the cot. The prisoner stood up, furiously stroking her cock. The deputy got a strange look on his face and then pulled the prisoner closer and took the hard rod into his mouth. His head bobbed back and forth for a while as he savored this beautiful woman’s cock. Soon she arched her back and came, grabbing the deputy’s head as she jammed her cock hard into his mouth. Coughing and gagging a bit, he pulled back, using his tongue to catch the last bit of dribble from the tip of her cock. Only then did the prisoner dash for the keys and try to unlock the door from the cell. The deputy, still naked, lifted her up and tossed her to the back of the cell. He quickly dressed, without removing his eyes from his prisoner. He retrieved the keys and went through the door, locking it behind him. The prisoner sat naked on the cot, weeping. The videotape stopped as the lieutenant pressed the remote. “So it appears we have a lot to talk about with our perp,” he said, removing his sunglasses. “Now, let me get this, it turns out the prisoner was a man, living as a woman, but disguising himself... ah herself as a man? Juan asked. “Looks that way,” the lieutenant replied. “I thought we’d talk to her here before taking her back to our station.” “The sheriff’s letting her go?” Christine asked. Opening the door and stepping out into the chaos in the reception area the lieutenant replied, “Well, considering all this, I think they’ll be glad to see her... ah him, go.” “What about her lawyer?” “See the hairy gentleman over there?” he asked. “You mean the guy that looks like a bear?” Margret replied. “That’s him. When we get some pants on him we’ll go talk with him and his client.” “Make him wear his shirt too,” Christine replied with a shudder. The lieutenant smiled and nodded.