Hell In High Heels --- A Jane Delacroix erotic novel: Sex, Sin, and Slaughter in Southern California

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by Wade, Vixen


  Still impaled on his tongue, she shuddered, and shuddered.

  Stern’s came up and grabbed her breast, thumb going to the erect nipple there and tracing a lazy circle. She inhaled sharply, then relaxed into the strength of his grip and her pussy throbbed, pulsing with hunger to be filled.

  “Climb down on my cock and get me off.” He ordered.

  “Yes, Officer Stern,” she breathed.

  She slid down his torso, feet finding purchase on the bed to either side of his hips. The big cock between his legs curved aggressively. It was an intimidating sight, thick and long. She wanted to take it.

  Settling down on the lower part of Stern’s abdomen, she spun quickly, spreading her legs wide and securing a steady foothold on the plush mattress. She reached down and took the cock by the shaft just below the helmet rim of his head. She felt his heartbeat pulsing through the fat stream of his dorsal artery. The shaft was the thickest she’d seen and she wanted this, wanted it badly.

  She spread her knees apart as she picked the hard cock off his stomach. Carefully, she rubbed the head against the folds of her opening, using her own juices to slicken it. Moving carefully, she put it at her opening and eased herself down on the erection.

  She expelled a breath in a quick, hard gasp. The thing felt like an iron rod as she pushed onto it. She moaned and slid the head in. Slowly, the walls of her vagina relaxed and accepted the big dick.

  “Yeah, baby,” she whined as the cock slipped into her.

  Her own juices dripped down around the fat head, greasing the way, and she relaxed her knees, letting gravity ease her down the length. She felt filled up, stretched and full. He hadn’t started moving and she felt better fucked than she ever had before.

  His finger pressed against her asshole once more and she sighed. Instantly, the gears in her lower belly starting turning, churning toward the next orgasm as she skidded down the length of his dick. She perched, hands braced on his torso and slowly, carefully, she began sliding up and down.

  His cock smoothly navigated her depths, pushing her beyond the discomfort of the stretch and deep down roads of ecstasy she’d never understood could exist.

  She was drunk from fucking.

  “That’s it baby, fuck me, fuck me baby,” she moaned in rapid pants.

  Her hands kneaded his stomach as her inner thighs quivered. She was sopping down there, her body wet and aroused. Slowly, his hips lifted up to meet her. She heard him growl in satisfaction and she halted all motion as Stern picked up the pace, lifting his hips, sliding his cock deep, pulling it out.

  She arched, holding her position, and he jackhammer fucked her cunt. Stern snarled, finger gone from her ass, both hands wrapping around her narrow waist, picking her up, pushing her down, jamming his cock into her.

  His hips punched into her ass cheeks, tearing screams from her throat as the cock between his legs pummeled into her. Then his thrusts dropped into a stutter rhythm and he bucked spasmodically.

  The base of his shaft swelled, and the force of the thick knot of his ejaculate rolled up the length of his urethra. Pussy lips stretched tightly across his prick, she felt every vibration. Inside her the head of his cock jerked as he shouted.

  She felt cum squirt up against her insides, felt the flesh canal drip and smear with it, until the thick white fluid slid back down the outside of his shaft and between her lips as she continued sliding up and down on his erection.

  The feel of the slick ejaculate was all she need, the scorching heat as it splashed into her and her orgasm shook her while her fingers dug into him. She couldn’t fight it anymore and screamed with the intensity of her orgasm.

  She squirted hard and it flowed out of her, running down his penis to mix with the his sperm. Trembling, she collapsed backward against him, and felt the strong arms envelope her.

  She turned into his embrace, kissing his face, “Baby, that was good,” she whispered. “You throw out a good fucking.”

  “Plenty more where that came from,” he told her.

  THE END

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