1 comments/ 17966 views/ 7 favorites New to the City Ch. 02 By: celador He meant to take her straight home. That was his plan. Plans were a sure way to failure. He should've known better. Only three blocks away and back into the industrial area just before hitting the freeway on-ramp, he'd spotted the bastard. A small group of men in sleazy clothing were discussing something of importance when he spotted the dark-haired, lanky thief and con artist who had disappeared two months earlier, breaking parole. Ben shouted at him through his open window. "Hey, Dmitri!" the group of men looked up in surprise and threat, until they realized who it was. Then most of them split. Ben had taken this vendetta personally. Dmitri weaseling out of the many times he had caught him. So when he saw the bastard smile wickedly back at him, Ben rose to the chase. He shoved the gas pedal down and screeched after the dark haired man. His car moved bulkily down an alleyway, across train-tracks and into an abandoned cove of warehouses. He turned into another alleyway and saw the pale figure of the thief duck into a crack of space between a disintegrating warehouse door and a brick wall. Ben slammed the car into the door, breaking it into a splintered wreck. He pulled the vehicle to a screeching stop, knocking over one of several towers of large metal barrels. Ashley screamed, scrunching back into her seat while the heavy cylinders rained down, denting the hood and cracking the windshield. Ben was undeterred, jumping from the car and chasing after the man. Ben found only a wall where he thought the man had gone. He arced his flashlight back and forth across the solid wall and had to conclude that he had lost him. His breathing was harsh, his teeth grinding with his desire for revenge. He was grumbling to himself as he made his way back to his vehicle. Ben stood there a moment, adrenaline pumping as he remembered and looked over the figure who sat in his front seat. He was hornier than hell, especially after making the plump girl cum a few moments ago. His cock was still hard, painful and solid as if he was once again a teenage boy in a co-ed gym class. Ashley held the blanket tucked around her, as she stared out at the high beam of light that hit her face, a bit afraid it was someone besides detective Jensen. Her body felt stiff and sore, though her cunt was still sluiced from her first encounter with the detective. It had been her first sexual encounter with any man. She started when her door opened and though she smiled a greeting at the dark-brown face of the detective she also shrank back a bit, still gun-shy from being attacked by a gang earlier that evening. "Come on baby." He spoke softly to her, his up slanted sexy eyes staring into her limpid ones, and she knew she couldn't resist the handsome cop. so she gave into the thick arms that curled about her and pulled her from the comfort of the front seat. He crushed her to him, his mouth taking possession of hers. "Mmmm..."at first bashful, she pushed back at him. He ignored her, slanting his mouth to hers as he pressed her into a deep kiss. Her nipples grew hard as his hands moved over her body in a possessive exploration of her abundant curves. She was barely aware of her arms rising and circling his neck. She let out a whoop of air as he shoved her against his car. His legs pressed between hers, one hip holding her left thigh against the side of the car as his free hand moved to lift her skirt, using his forearm to keep her right leg out and her bare pussy opened, forcing her to be available for his entertainment. She made soft, mewling sounds against his now soft, teasing kisses as his hand began slowly stroking her thighs with sensual, yet persistent caresses. Her religious background echoed through her brain at the impropriety of all this. "Detective..." she pulled free from his mouth, " please..." her hand moved to cover her pussy against his further exploration. He ignored her, brushing her hand away easily, to pinch and fondle her sex while his other hand grasped the back of her head and turned her face to his. His mouth took hers again, pushing her head back against his arm, as he fucked her mouth with his tongue. She clutched at his other arm, trying to push it away when his fingers found the soft, wet spot they were seeking. Even when she moved with all the strength she could muster, it was nothing to the rock solid force of the detective's heavily muscled body. His mouth refused to let hers go, capturing all her protests, his fingers continuing to squeeze and massage the soft lips of her cunt. It was the gentleness that undid her; so in contrast to the solid force of the rest of his body, his fingers were almost tender as they helped her already opened pussy to part further. When he found her sex sufficiently wet and waiting, Ben pressed his calloused finger in. He softly stroked the wet, sensitive recesses, moving with controlled precision to swipe along her clit for a several strokes. He felt her start in surprise at the return to the sweet rise of climax. Resisting, Ashley tried to buck him off and push him away. Easily, Ben caught her hands and pressed them together behind her head. Holding her two much smaller hands tightly in his large one, he pinned her there. Ashley now realizing his intent, tried to scream, but her cries were sucked into his throat. His free hand moved back to her pussy, stroking, caressing, cajoling that wonderful heat to begin rising in her cunt. She couldn't breathe. His finger was circling, circling, massaging her little nub, then dipping into her gaping, dripping pussy, only to return again. Pressing her clit and rubbing the sensitive skin around it, he could feel it engorging with pleasure, hot and wet for release. He groaned; his cock pressed tight in his pants, oozing precum and throbbing painfully for release. He would get it. Now she pressed against him in a different way. Not trying to get free, but with that sexy move a woman made just prior to orgasm. He released her from his kiss. Ashley moaned as his gentle mouth moved with measured sensuality, licking and kissing the line of her jaw. Her breath was now coming in huffs as he refused to stop his free hand. "Oh god, oh god, oh god!" she cried as he growled against her throat, feeling her cunt undulate once again as she came, her body convulsing with the sweet, overpowering sensations. "That's it..." he murmured to her as she made helpless, pleasured cries. He felt calmer, less angry, now. His mouth was gentle and soothing as she held on to him tightly, coming down from her rapture, while he maneuvered her into the back seat. She moved back to give his big frame room, her dark eyes lustfully watching him as he removed his jacket and she could see his muscular frame through his tight, button up shirt. She was reminded of who he was at the sight of his large, loaded gun shoulder-strapped across his chest. His eyes kept her still, serious as to his intent as he undid his pants. She gasped as his magnum sized cock bounded free. "Wwaaaiiit..." having second thoughts, she moved back against the opposite door and tried to open it. But it being a cop's car, she found it inoperable from the inside. "Nuh uh, baby. It's too late to stop." Ben moved in on her. His voice was soft, uttering consoling sounds to her in contrast with his sure, demanding movements as he grabbed her legs and yanked her to lie down, then held her still as he moved over her. "Please...no! I'm a virgin!" "We discussed that." Ben lowered himself onto her, groaning as her struggling body met his rock hard erection. He knew he could get into huge trouble for doing what he was doing. But he also understood this girl. She was a submissive. She was begging in her person for a master to take her in. The gang leader had seen it, it sounded like her family probably instilled it, and now he, an ex-marine sergeant turned cop, with a pent-up desire to control something, to take care of someone, would test this feeling he had with this woman he desired so strongly. Ben held Ashley still with his muscular thighs, pinning her beneath him, as he forced her arms over her head and with a zip lock from a pocket, cuffed and bound her to the door. Now free to do as he liked, His mouth kept busy with hers as his hands explored her body beneath her dress. "We need to get rid of this." He whispered matter-of-factly into the delicate shell of her ear as he gripped the neckline of her gauzy sundress and rent it, buttons flying, pinging off of various points in the vehicle. Then, a bit more difficult, he gripped the band that joined the cups of her bra and yanked it apart as well. "Oh yeah." He said admiringly as his hands roughly squeezed and caressed her generous triple d sized breasts. He squeezed her tits tightly and lowered his mouth to suck and bite at her darkening nipples until they were sensitive, red and tight. "Please!" Ashley begged, her pleading cries echoed, bouncing about the old barrels and crumbling bricks of the warehouse. "Shhhh..." he kissed her gently but deeply, muffling her cries for the moment. He was too big to close the door of the car, needing to let his extra long legs hang off the seat a bit in order to access her charms sufficiently. He wasn't worried. Here her cries only fell onto the deaf ears of the bums and junkies that frequented the abandoned shops and warehouses. "You're too big!" Ashley tried to wriggle away. Her roommate had loaned her one of her "boy" magazines a week ago. Ashley had sat in the bathroom, embarrassed but highly titillated at the images of gorgeous men with their cocks at full mast. Those cocks had looked big. But this man on top of her, his cock beat all the models in both length and girth. If she hadn't seen his monster of a cock, she probably wouldn't be fighting. He pressed her still with the weight of his massive chest, he felt like a boulder, solid and threatening, heavy and immovable. She felt stifled, unable to take a breath beneath his thickly muscled chest, while her cunt was wetting even more at the feel of his heavy cock pressing insistently against it. Ben cradled the girl closer with one arm, nuzzling her neck, then her ear; His other hand gripped his erection to guide it into the tight soft lips of her virgin pussy. He pushed the plum sized head in even further, breaching her inner labia. Her eyes opened wider in surprise and fear, searching his face as he curled around her, letting her get used to the feel of a cock in her pussy, while his firearm jabbed into her ribs. "That's right baby. Feel my cock in your tight little pussy..." he spoke to her, his voice soft and gentle, while his lips caressed her throat, but his words were ones of force and her submission. "Get used to the feel of my dick, pretty pet." He began to make small thrusts with his hips, as he stroked her hair and nipped and kissed her face and torso. He held her tight as he made a hard, full thrust into her puss, causing her to cry out as he rent her virginity. "Shhhh..." he hushed her. He groaned against the soft flesh of her throat, while she whimpered, he was shaking with the effort not to fuck the shit out of the tight twat that now hugged his throbbing prick. He could feel her cunt adjusting around him. His tongue licked at the small streak of tears that slid down her cheek, as he tenderly consoled her, while his hands busily squeezed and stroked over the plush, sensual plump curves of the rest of her body. "Mmmm... another little hole I need to own." He murmured deep and sensually, as he caressed her tight little asshole before pressing his thick finger very slightly into it. He chuckled at her gasp. Her cunt now felt more settled around the thick, intruding rod of his cock so he started to move more earnestly. He grunted in response to her soft, pained cries. "Feel that dick, baby? Feel it owning your sweet pussy?" Ashley's moans were changing in pitch, moving from pain to pleasure as her body started to respond to the presence of the battering ram forcing its way further and further into her puss. The cop's naughty words being murmured into her ear, the feel of the solid form of a large man on top of her, and the dangerous feel of a loaded gun shoving into her ribs with each stroke was also bringing her to her brink. "That's right, feel your master fuck you." Through the haze of her rising orgasm, Ashley could barely comprehend his words murmured against her ear. Ben shifted, raising himself up to ride with more force, "now who owns this tight little cunt?' the words came out as a growl as he began to pummel her into a full on fucking. He stopped, settling down, gently stroking her face for a bit before startling her with a smack. "Answer me, baby." Ashley was frightened as she came to realize the power this man had over her, but it was also so very, very hot. He made a long slow stroke with his cock, causing Ashley to roll her head back and moan, "whose pussy is this?" Ben asked, pulling out and pressing back in again very slowly. "Ohhhhh...mine." she moaned, her eyes closed, her head tucking back between her arms. Ashley was stunned by another harsh slap, this time to her tits. "No." she stared up into his calm, cat-like eyes. "It belongs to me now." his eyes owned her eyes while his cock owned her twat as he continued with his long, slow fucking. She made a soft whimper moan with pleasure as she nodded in agreement. "Say it." He ordered again. Ashley gasped at the sweet sensation that was building up in her. She cried out as he made several quick, rough thrusts. "Ah! Ah! Yes! Your pussy. Oh god, yes, it's your pussy..." she cried out as the roiling pleasure exploded and spread up and out her limbs. She moaned in the aftermath. His mouth captured a taut nipple between his teeth, making her moan even more. She was so soft and warm underneath him, her heavy breasts wobbling with the force of his fucking. His hands squeezed handfuls of her ass as He buried his face into the sweet, sexy smell of her sweat in the spot between her hair and her throat. He continued to pummel his way into her pussy. Abruptly he pulled out of her, moving to the edge of the seat and lifting her legs up to 90 degrees with her feet against the ceiling. He then placed her buttocks on his thighs, her calves over his shoulders before pressing his cock in again. He fucked her now, rough and raw, hard and fast. He growled as he pushed himself in to his balls, making her tattered puss take his full ten inches. "Fuck yes!" he growled low and deep, before he bit her thigh as he came hard into her cunt. He pressed in again and again, groaning as he finished spewing into the tight twat before he thrust her legs to one side and fell upon her, keeping his cock tightly seated in her pussy. He kissed her tenderly now, she responding to his gentle possession of her mouth as he held her face tightly, making her take his tongue as he swept it through. She lay pinned beneath his heavy body for awhile as he recovered. His cock was still stiff as he pulled away. he looked down at her as he tucked his dick away and fixed his clothing, watching the pink mix of his cum and her virgin blood slip from her pretty little twat. "I wish I could just leave you there." He said soft and low, admiring the look of her disheveled and wanton, bound to the inside of his car. He kissed her as he cut the zip lock that tethered her, then helped her to rise. As she tried to gather the torn pieces of her clothing together, he stopped her, taking her wrist tightly in his hand, making her to leave her breasts bared as he helped her into the front seat. He settled into his own seat and taking a wet nap, forced her thighs apart to gently wipe up the slick remains of their sex. He sliced off her useless bra with a few quick cuts of his knife. She held still while he tucked the torn edges of her dress to the sides, allowing him to lick and caress her magnificent chest for a few more moments. "Damn, I wish I had more time." He stated as he started the car. She smiled shyly back and nodded as he shoved his car into reverse and slammed back through the broken warehouse door. She quivered in wanton enjoyment at having her tits bared as he drove onto the night covered freeway. "Spread your legs." Ben ordered her as they joined the early morning traffic. Ashley obeyed, parting her thighs and lifting her skirt to display her pussy to him. "Play with my kitty." He said as he reached out to slap her tit a few times, before squeezing it. Ashley began to caress herself, trying to mimic the way he had brought her to climax. She looked at him, lustfully. He was so very handsome, his face that perfect combination of hard and soft, high cheekbones, full, soft mouth, straight, blunt nose, dark slanting brows above slanting eyes. She knew she would do anything he ordered. He reached out and corrected her, pulling her thigh further open in order to have a better view. "Let me see clit." He said. She turned more towards him and pressed her labia apart, tucking her plump tummy back in order to show him how her fingers were caressing and circling the tortured little nub. He leaned down in order to fondle the soft, soaked twat for a long moment while he drove. He pulled his hand away in order to undo his trousers and release his reinvigorated erection, then to unlatch her seatbelt. He gripped her again by the hair to pull her face down to his lap. As he kept his eyes on the road he tutored her; "lick it like a lollipop." it sounded silly and playful in contrast to the rough way he handled her. She obeyed, her tongue gliding over the taught skin of his shank then tickling the soft, plump head. "Now suck it." He ordered, as he pushed her inexperienced mouth onto his long erection. "Cover your teeth!" he growled, releasing the steering wheel for a second in order to slap her as he felt the sharp edges against his sensitive skin. "That's it." He praised when she tucked her lips around them and resumed. He settled back to relax, keeping the car in the far right lane as she pleasured him. Ben fondled her heavy tits and smacked her plump ass, while he drove at a slow pace towards her address. When he was almost to the brink of orgasm, he gripped her by the head and forced her head down further onto his erection. "Take it baby." He ordered through gritted teeth. Ashley gagged, trying to do as she was told, her hands circling the thick member as it was shoved to the back of her throat. "Swallow. It'll help." He said though he didn't let her up. She did as told and surprisingly it did help. Finally, he let her up for air; she gasped a moment before he made her return to her mission. Understanding the process a bit more, she began stroking the dark base with her hands as she used her mouth to attend to the top. Ben leaned over her to cup and squeeze her large ass cheek as he groaned and grunted at the tight little mouth that was beginning to suck him to explosion. He pulled off at her exit and stopped by a darkened block to let her finish him. He yanked her hair up until she released his cock with a pop; her eyes questioning him for her next orders. "Lick it." Ashley took the thick erection in her hands and did as he bid. Ben's eyelids were lowered as he watched her little pink tongue caress the dark, swollen tip. After he reacted with a groan and shudder she became more vehement on her task. She stroked the throbbing erection harder and alternated between sucking at the plump top and licking the length. A bead of creamy goo formed at the slit of the dark red head. "Lick it up." Ben stroked her hair back as he watched her lick precum from his prick. He groaned as his balls tightened in anticipation, and then replacing her hands with his own, he began to stroke his cock harder, holding her by the hair so the back of her head was against the steering wheel and her beautiful face was turned slightly upwards. "Open your mouth." his voice was low and husky as he began to stroke faster and harder. "Look at me. Stick out your tongue and lick my balls." He held her hair tightly so her tongue had to reach for the hairy sacks beneath his member. New to the City Ch. 02 He made a grunting sort of noise as a wad of cum spewed across her cheek and hair. He held her painfully still as he continued to jizz across her pretty face; cum dripping off her nose and hair, a gob landing on her eyelid. He tucked his cock into her lush open mouth. "Suck!" he ordered loudly and she complied. He cried out as she took the last of his cum, sucking him hard. He watched her as he finished off, pressing his cock in and out a moment more. "Who do you belong to?" he murmured as she finished. "You. I belong to you." She said softly, her dark eyes looking up into his. He pulled her up and pressed her to him in a deep kiss, their soft lips enjoying each other a moment, before he let her settle back to her seat. He told her to leave his cum where it lay. She obeyed leaving the creamy gobs dripping off of her face and hair, a reminder of being his possession. He parked next to her building before pulling her into another kiss one last time, his hands stroking her soft flesh possessively before he let her go. She stood on the sidewalk, her head dipped slightly in shame and her eyes raised seductive in her newly realized world as a submissive. She stood with her torn dress still open, exposing her large tits for anyone to see. He looked at her standing there for a moment taking in her wanton disheveled state, her pale flesh flushed pink, the soft flesh of her plump belly slightly showing beneath her heavy rosy breasts, and her large nipples still dark and tight. Then he drove off into the night. New to the City Ch. 03 The phone rang again. Heather's blue eyes looked at Ashley with annoyance. "I still can't answer it?" Ashley shook her head and Heather shook hers in reply. "What the hell happened?" she grumbled, as they listened to yet another message left by a deep voiced man asking to have Ashley return his call at a precinct downtown. Ashley was assisting her landlord, Mrs. Ming with her gardening when the patrol car pulled up. Ashley Greeb?" a short, white officer with sandy blond hair asked her. "Yes?" Ashley could feel Mrs. Ming's eyebrows raise with curiosity as she wiped her hands of soil. "You have to come with me. We have some questions about the night you were mugged." "But I didn't press charges." "No, it's regarding some other activity in the neighborhood that night." He looked strained and tired, "I need you to come with me Miss Greeb." - Ashley sat waiting in the sanitary visitors area. It was nothing like the police stations she had seen in the movies. No pictures, not grey, just a sterile office sort of place. "Miss Greeb." The door opened and the short officer beckoned her to follow him. Behind the doors things were a bit busier. She could hear radios and voices of various officers and the many folks who dealt with the paperwork. She was led to another room and told to wait. This one had a few desks in it with tons of papers piling up, file cabinets and shelves lined the undecorated walls. It was mid day, and many of the desks had been abandoned. She waited, chewing her nails in her nervous state. "Miss Greeb." She flushed. The deep voice was unmistakable. "Please Miss Greeb, take a seat over here." She followed detective Jenson's big frame over to another office and in there, he guided her to his corner desk. It looked very much like the others, in that nondescript way. Ben settled into his seat and straightened some of the papers as he searched for some others. He hadn't even looked at her yet. She was amazed how much she had not seen of him that night. In some ways he looked so different. Burlier than she remembered, though he had handled her with no problem, he had seemed more tightly made. Here he just looked big. She lowered her eyes as he finally looked up. "We're going to have you look at a lineup, Miss Greeb. To see if you can spot some possible gang members from that night." "Yes. Fine." She didn't know what else to say. This was the man who had taken her virginity just two weeks ago. It had felt more intimate than anything she had ever known. Now he talked to her like he'd met her just a minute before. Obediently, she answered the rest of his questions, tugging at the lace of her short skirt. When he finished he made a call to order the lineup. "Alright Miss Greeb, I need you to come with me." Detective Jenson escorted her down several more hallways and into another building. This one was made of more solid materials, concrete and iron. He took her into a small room, past several police guards. She recognized it from movies, with a mirrored window that faced onto another room with a wall of rulers. Soon after they'd entered, the small room's lights shut off with a loud click while the room it faced became brighter. Now the mirror seemed to have disappeared and the other room became quite clear. She sat while the suspects filed in. "Miss Greeb." Detective Jenson who had been talking with one of the guards, shut the heavy metal door, making them alone as he beckoned her to the window. She felt a shiver of fear as she found she did recognize two of the men. "Number five and number six," she informed him quietly. Ben repeated what she said into an intercom. She was nervous, the glass seemed so thin. She started when she felt the detective's hand at her waist reassuringly. She nodded as the two men stepped closer. Ben replied again to the intercom. The group left and another one filed through. As they did Ashley realized Ben's hand was under her skirt, his fingers stroking the chubby, rounded bottoms of her buttocks. She flushed with pleasure and forced herself to hold still. She wanted him so bad. She swallowed, "number one", she told him. Ben repeated into the intercom. His fingers slid over the fabric of her panties stroking and pressing slightly into the cleft of her ass. "No... I was wrong." "Any others?" his voice was cool as his hand squeezed a plump buttock. She gulped as his hand shifted beneath her panties and his fingers slid down the cleft of her ass, pressing apart her thighs until it found and began to stroke the soft protrusion of her pussy's lips. "Ooo... yes, number four." She felt out of breath as his finger tips pressed inside her labia and began stroking her wet recesses. She parted her thighs wide and he took what she gave, sliding his middle finger into her vagina. She bit her lip as he fucked her with it. "Is that what you want, Miss Greebs?" Ashley had to pull back into her mind and focus on the blond man that stood in the one way mirror before her. "Yes. That's what I want." She replied softly. Ben chuckled, "any others?" "No." she gasped as his fingers pressed in even further, finding her clit and he began his hypnotic massage on it. He ordered another lineup. She gripped the window frame and lifted her butt higher to make his access easier. "I wanna fuck you right here." He had finally spoken out of character. His voice husky and deep against her ear as he continued to rub her pussy, his finger stroking her clit, then two of his long digits pinching the little nub between them as he kept his hand moving in his sweet massage. The men were standing waiting as she felt the heat of an orgasm rise. "Hang on, Cliff." Ben said into the intercom. "She's having some difficulty." "That's fine, tell her to take her time." Ben chuckled, then turned to Ashley fully, yanking her short skirt up and out of his way as he turned her towards him. She held still as he tugged down her panties, tossing them in the trash, then grabbed a billy club that was kept hanging beside the door and pressed it into her cunt. "Ride this." He ordered as he knelt and kept his other hand rubbing her pussy, his thumb pressed against and rolling her clit. Ashley bit back her cries as she rolled her pelvis and did as he ordered, fucking the thick, rubber rod as he rubbed her clit. He pressed his mouth to her pussy and his tongue took over for his thumb. Ashley's face was pinched as she tried to maintain her desire to scream, the man's mouth sucking and rolling her clit and tugging at her inner pussy lips as she fucked the club. The detective's hand grabbed her by the hip, his mouth still pleasuring her as she came, her cunt grasping and her pussy muscles rolling along the hard nightstick, leaving it slick and wet with her juices as he tugged it out. The detective stood and roughly grabbing her, he turned her to face towards the back wall, shoving her up against it. She hung onto the wood panels as he fumbled with his jeans. She didn't fight him as he lifted her hips up and pressing her ass against his groin, he seated his cock into her pussy, she moaning as he sank into her fully. His hands on either side of her, he began to fuck with the urgency he felt. Small sounds of anguished pleasure came from his throat as he tried to keep from having her hit the wall too hard. The door and window of the room rattled rhythmically unbeknown to the hard fucking couple they shielded. Ben fucked her hard and rough within the confines of the observation room. Ashley mewled as the big man fell against her, his head resting on her shoulder as she felt his cock surge and shoot his pent up wad deep into her pussy. They gasped as he moved his hand beneath her shirt, yanking the cups of her bra down to squeeze her full, firm tits while he came back down. Ashley made a whimper as she felt him tug his big cock from her pussy. Ben fixed his clothing and straightened himself as he moved back to the window. He motioned for Ashley to do the same. He cleared his throat and turned the intercom back on. "Uhhh.. alright we're... I mean she's ready now." The other officer left another long pause of annoyance before he replied. "Now that you've finished, detective, let's begin again,.." - Ashley knew she was flushed by the way the officers looked at her as the detective guided her out of the little room and into the bright light of the main office. "She did a good job! Think we got a few of the ones we suspected." Detective Jenson told the guard as he grasped her upper arm. "I need you to come in my office, for... further questioning." He said as he escorted her back down the long hallway. This time there was someone else in the large office. "Reynolds..." Ben greeted the other detective. The light brown skinned man looked up, his face was model handsome, with high cheekbones and well defined brows above large, languidly lidded eyes. He had a thick tussle of dreads he kept bound in a short ponytail. He smiled kindly. He was shorter and thinner than Ben, though still quite big. "Who's this?" "This is Miss Greeb. She was called in for questioning on the 10th street gang." "Oh yeah? Did she call 'em out?" "A few." Detective Reynolds tilted back his head, "waiiiit... is this... her?" he asked in a less professional sort of tone. Ben considered his co-worker a moment before he smiled and nodded. He was already tugging down the shades that would separate their office from the larger room outside. Reynolds chuckled conspiratorially as Ashley sat down in a heavy, wooden guest's chair to wait. Reynold's eyes were now observing her a bit more intently. She looked around and realized Ben was removing his jacket. "Take off your top, Ashley." Ben ordered as he moved over to her, undoing parts of his shirt to get more comfortable. Ashley blinked up at him for a moment as he stood before her, she tried not to look at the huge bulge staring at her from Ben's trousers. Ben knelt slightly and began helping her undo the flowered blouse she wore. He pressed her back against the chair as he rose to stand after the last button, so that her large tits pointed up. He slid his hands beneath the tight cups of her plain white bra, tugging up and out the large mounds of her succulent pale breasts. Ashley bit her lip as he caressed her darkening nipples, her eyes finding the other man who occupied the office. She was surprised to see him walking towards them, relaxing his own attire. "I could use a break." Reynolds chuckled as he stared down at Ashley's lovely, flushed face and exposed breasts. She jolted a little as the unknown officer bent down and joined Ben in admiring her large, lush tits. "Very nice." Reynolds said as he squeezed a mound tight and leaned in closer to suck at its distended nipple. Ashley gasped at the men's attentions, tilting her head back and closing her eyes with pleasure. As Ben's fingers teased and pinched one tit, and Reynold's mouth sucked and nipped at the other, she had no qualms parting her thighs when she felt a hand begin to smooth itself along her soft thighs. Ben chuckled to himself. He had told his friend of the sweet night he'd shared with the gorgeous young girl. Now he wanted more. Reynolds had mentioned his desire to join in, and it took only a moment before Ben agreed. Ben's hand squeezed her tight little box, finding it wet and ready for another fuck. He had wanted more of his sweet little virgin, had made plans for her actually. Her being so submissive, it would be easy to take her in under his command. His mind had been unable to lose the sight of her large, perfect tits and lovely, fat ass as well as her beautiful face. It had pissed him off that she refused to come in. They really did need her to verify they had the right guys. Finally, he had to send a squad car to get her. She put up no fight, letting the two men unwrap her like a gift, parting her youthful cunny for detective Jenson like butter under a hot knife, her pussy soaking his long fingers as he stroked her bared nether's lips and pressed his fingers in further. Reynolds had her bra off and was now making his way up her torso with small kisses. "Not on the mouth." Ben ordered brusquely. Reynolds smiled back at his friend and nodded, kissing her on the throat and ear instead. Ben shoved her skirt up until he bared her pussy to his view. He tugged her hips to the edge of her chair and kneeling, parted her legs wide. He kissed her thighs from her stocking covered knees up to the tightly squeezing elastic tops then further up the plump, bare flesh of her thighs. He found her cunny lips swollen and parted, her inner lips peeking out just slightly from her labia, glistening wet, reddened and ready from his having shoved into it only moments before. He tugged at her inner labia in greeting, then rubbed her clit so that she moaned and parted her legs further in desire for more. Reynolds was leaning over, sucking at her tits again, lifting each blushing mound intermittently to lick and bite at her flesh while Ashley moaned at the blatant use of her plush body. Ben bent and began to tug at her pussy with his teeth. Nipping the wet inner lips and tugging them just slightly painfully between long lapping licks, while his finger began a rhythmic caress over and around her clit. Reynolds was squeezing and biting her nipples with more fervor, both men intent on making the girl cum. Ashley made a low cry that soon became a loud moan. "Cover her fucking mouth!" Ben growled and Reynolds laughed as he stuffed Ashley's shirt into her mouth as she began to shake and roil with ecstasy, her hands grasping Ben's skull to her pelvis as she lifted her thighs wider apart. The new, younger officer looked over the lovely sight of the girl cumming beneath Ben's attention and decidedly picked up Ben's tie to tether Ashley's hands up over her head and to the top of the wood chairs backrest, she not resisting in the slightest and he enjoying the way the position made her big tits press out and high for his hands and kisses. Ashley whimpered into the wad of cloth shoved deep into her mouth as Ben's mouth continued suckling at her clit and his tongue lapped at her pussy's swelling flesh. He flicked the taut little nub about, it now so sensitive she jolted at any touch he applied, arching her back and shoving her hips against the man's face buried in her lap. He kept her thighs wide, his large hands shoving them apart whenever she squeezed her legs together with the overwhelming sensations coming from her groin. The man at her chest helping his friend press her into wild abandon, his mouth slowly, sensually sucking and pulling at one nipple then the other as he squeezed and massaged the pressing mounds of her chest. He left her nipples to caress and rub his lips across the skin of her throat, sucking the smooth texture and causing her flesh to stipple with pleasure. Ashley's body arched, her cunt releasing a spray onto Ben's face as she came beneath the men's attentions, the overwhelming sweet ache in her groin cresting and rolling through every inch of her body, pinching her nipples to tight points within the heat of the stranger's suckling mouth. "Come on..." Ben impatiently pressed her to move, Reynold's loosening up her ties a bit so she could maneuver about the office chair until she was kneeling on its seat with her ass up in the air. Ashley pressed her ass high, waiting and moaning with pleasure as she felt the press of the detective's hefty erection into her waiting pussy. The other detective used her ponytail to turn her face towards him, introducing her to his own exposed erect cock. The light brown member long and thick right in front of her face. She obediently parted her lips and let him press his cock into her mouth, trying to remember Ben's few orders when he had had her suck his dick. She pressed her lips tight and the strange man began fucking her mouth with his turgid cock. Ben's cock felt thick and good, pounding into her from behind. His large hands had her skirt pressed up and over her hips, holding onto her soft, plump ass as he barreled into her cunt. "Keep on your task, baby." Reynold's deep voice was gentle as he caressed her hair from her face watching her as she sucked his thick long dick. He held her long brown hair in a tight ponytail to help her and to be able to watch her suck and lick his cock. The stranger caressed her lovely face, admiring her plush, ruby red mouth as it moved up and down his thick, brown cock. "Look at me." He ordered the girl, her eyes downcast, her cheeks rouged as she enjoyed the sense of the giant cock being shoved in her tight pussy over and over. Her black lashes lifted up to the light brown face of the detective, her deep olive brown eyes meeting his gray ones. "That's it..." Ashley groaned around the large cock she was sucking. Only her second fuck session and she was already enjoying two fine men at once. Ben's fingers were caressing and squeezing her belly and waist, then slipping down her body to massage her swollen clit for a bit until she began to shiver and her nipples grew taut with a rising climax. He seemed to sense her rise, and pulled away from the task, his hands moving over her soft, plush flesh, circling around her torso to cup and squeeze her bounding breasts. He was gasping and panting as he pummeled against her plump body, his hands gripping at her abundant flesh as he rammed his pelvis against her pillowy ass. Reynold's hands were in her hair, holding her mouth down on his dick as she worked at trying to get him to cum, but she was loving the feel of Ben's big cock too much and she had to let go to make a cry as a heated pleasure rippled up through her. Reynold's insisting hands grappled her by the hair to suck again on his cock. She pleasured at the feel of Ben's hands gripping her hips as he made a low growl/grunt shoving his cock high and deep into her and she felt the long rod stiffen within the clutches of her cunt. She smiled, rubbing her ass against his pelvis as Ben moaned and his body jolted with sensation. He fell away from her, his cock slipping from between her pussy lips only to be replaced by another one. Reynold's hugged her to him as he fucked her harder and quicker, more like a dog, his pelvis pummeling her plump ass. Ashley, still tied to the chair, made cries of pleasure as the second man fucked her roughly. With a groan he clutched her to him, his face in her hair as she felt his cock seize and sputter his jizz deep into her. Ashley looked up at Ben as Reynolds pulled out of her, her eyes meeting his hard ones. He undid the ties at her wrists and she righted her clothing. As she made to rise, Ben stopped her, pressing her legs wide as he took a tissue and wiped up the creamy ooze that was slipping from her pussy and down her thigh. After, she tugged her short skirt down and settled in the chair demurely, pressing her hair behind her ears as Ben and detective Reynolds returned to work. Not ten minutes later, the captain of the department peeked into the darkened office, "why are all your curtains closed?" he asked, his brows frowning as he looked over the dark-haired girl who eyed him from beside detective Jenson's desk. Ben looked at him from over his glasses and shrugged as he continued with his paperwork. The captain gave the men a funny look as he flicked on the light-switch and left. It was a couple hours later when the work was finally finished. "Here." Ben addressed her just out of ear shot of the bustling front office workers. Ashley's eyes met the stern yet vulnerable eyes of the detective for a moment, wondering if she should just leave and never look back. He pressed something into her palm as he guided her to the main door of the precinct. Ashley opened her hand when she was a good distance from the buildings many cameras. In it there was $200 and a slip of paper with an address scribbled across it. She flushed, feeling slightly offended by the money, but she could use it for a cab ride and other things. She shoved all into her purse and began to head for home.