Alexia FI - Chapter 1, a short story by TheChameleon. Date added: 2011-12-01. Times viewed: 9246.
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Alexia Katelyn Rose; that was the name on the graduation certificate, but my friends call me Alex, I was named for Axel Rose, lead singer for GNR, my mom’s fantasy lover. Go figure.
Finally I had graduated for the college of Forensic Science, and being at the top of my class, I had already been recruited to work in the crime lab of the city's police department. Here I was 23 years old, the world by the tail. Finally escaping the small time boring life I had back home in LaGrange. Growing up, I knew I was different than the other girls; I hated playing with little dolls, frilly things. I liked playing with the guys, getting into trouble. I can remember teasing and tormenting the guys, sometimes bullying them, beating them up, and feeling their little hardening cocks through their pants. Yeah I am a bad girl. In high school, biology was my favourite class, dissecting animals, pulling the wings off of live bugs, anything, as long as it brought me a nasty rush.
I loved being in charge, leading the group of whatever friends I had into trouble, and as often as I could. I seen my first cock at age 8, sucked the first one at 11, and lost my virginity at 12. I was not your normal nice girl, had no desire to be one. That is why I decided on this profession, the thrill of the evil, the adrenaline rush of the crime scenes, piecing it all together, living vicariously through it, without having to actually be a part of it, sheer nasty.
Captain Derek Goett was in charge of the CSI unit I was hired to work for. He was a tall dark handsome man, one who seemed to take his profession very seriously. He was the person that interviewed me for the position while I was still in school, wanting only the top students to work for him. While he was interviewing me, I fantasized about going down on him, taking his huge cock between my lips, sucking his large mushroom capped head, giving him permission to just use me, making me his #1 girl in the department. In fact, probably the only thing I would love more than this type of job, is sucking cock, and getting my fat pussy stuffed. Yeah, I am a little bit of a bigger girl, not like the skinny fucking models in your magazines; I stand about 5' 3', about 155Ibs. But trust me, nobody fucks like I do, and all the guys keep cumming back for more. I am built for fucking, a machine when it comes to sex, the more I get, the more I want. As long as I am in control, I will make you dreams cum true, a regular cum slut I am, and fucking proud of it.
My first day on the actual job, loving it, walk in as if I am the star of the fucking place, young ambitious, want to show them that they made the best choice. I am going to be the best forensic cop they ever saw. As I walk in, I notice there are 6 desks, all occupied, and of course there is Captain Goett's office in the back ground. One of the guys spots me, and says I must be the new rookie, and introduces himself as Jason, and then leads me to the office, knocking on the door. I can feel the eyes on me, the new girl; the 3 guys undressing me, the three women seeing me as competition, some things never change, do they?
The Captain has Jason usher me into the room, and then he closes the door as he leaves.
Captain Goett points to a chair and tell me to have a seat, and I do so crossing my legs, making sure he can see my shapely thighs, not sure why, but I get a thrill out of teasing men, no matter what position of power they hold. He begins telling me about the team, how they are close knit, and that I will be getting my practical work experience from one of the best units in the country. From now on in the office, I am to refer to him as Derek, and only when there are visitors, that I should call him Captain Goett. He goes on to say that for the first 3 months, I will be working under him, out of this office, until he feels I am ready to work alongside the others. Of course, I tell him that I am excited to be here, and that I will try my best, and am sure that I can fit in with the group. He smiles at me, and points to a small desk in the corner, telling me to get set up, and with that, we are in business.
Over the next few weeks, I learned that the job was not quite as exciting as I thought it might be, a lot more desk work than field work. There was a few peculiarities about working here I was having trouble figuring out, in the main office, the guys and girls seemed to be paired up, where even their desks were pushed up against the other, so that the partners were facing each other all the time. The women seemed, almost obedient, yet I know they were all equals. The girls would get the coffee; makes sure things looked good, almost like they were couples, instead of partners. The women all dressed in a sexy sort of way, low cut tops, shorter skirts, as if everything led me to believe they were submissives and the thought of that had my panties moist and my imagination revving most of the time. I was sure that on more than one occasion, I caught Derek looking at my tits. I wore a white t-shirt with a jacket, opened of course, so that my black demi push up bra showed off my 40DD tits, dressed like that you would have to be gay not to notice them. I also wore nothing but tailored slacks that showed of my heart shaped ass, so that if I had to bend over the table, his cock would be bending in his briefs.
One morning we got the call, there was a multiple murder scene, looked like a drug party gone bad, 6 persons deceased, 3 men, 3 women. We were let in past the on duty cops, pretty much taking over the area. Every one took one of the bodies, made it their case,
being left alone to collect the evidence. Looking back, it seemed odd that the guys took the female victims, and the women had the male ones, Captain Goett assigning the cases.
As usual, the mood was not a sombre as the TV shows make them out to be, there was chatter, some jokes, whatever it took to relieve the tension. One of the guys said something about the woman being hot, and a shame he did not get to fuck her first, and then one of the women said yeah, her guy looked like he was a bull. I was a little shocked, but did not let on. It was then that Jason made the comment about waiting until we got back to the morgue, and everybody chuckled. I laughed nervously, not knowing what to expect now.
After we were done, the coroner's office took the bodies and we all headed back to the office, paperwork called. It was late; the building was pretty much empty. Everyone was at their desks, and I was at mine, still located in the captain's office. I could see the rest of the team chatting it up, looking like they were enjoying the job, while I worked alone. Derek was out with the others, smiling, and laughing with them. He was sitting on the desk of one of the other girls, when she leaned forward, as if letting him look down her top, and then without warning, she lifted her blouse to show her tits, and everyone laughed. Next thing I knew, the other two followed suit, as if on cue, and all the guys hooted and hollered, and Derek looked to see if I was watching. Sue, a busty blonde, then took her bra off, and Jason reached over to squeeze her tits. As if a starting gun had been shot, the other 2 did the same thing, and all the guys were grabbing as much tit as they could, and next thing I knew, a cock popped out, and blowjobs were the order of the day.
I sat there wondering how they could even think of sex after what we had seen earlier, yet without realizing it; I was squeezing my tits and rubbing my now wet pussy through my slacks. Fuck, I had to do something, so I leaned back in the chair, undid my slacks and stuffed my hand inside. I was soaked; cunt juice was flowing over my fingers. I hadn't even noticed the captain come into the office, and by the time I noticed him, there was no shame, just lust. He walked up to my chair, grabbed my hand, pulling it from inside my pussy, sticking the wet fingers in his mouth. Not a word, not a sound, other than the slurping noises as he greedily sucked them clean. I looked down and seen his bulge I his dress pants. It was unmistakable, large, waiting, I was sure it was dripping with his pre-cum, as if it was calling my name. I reached out, undoing his belt, opening the buttons and sliding down his zipper. His cock was straining to be free of his boxers, and as I slipped the elastic over the head, his spunk flew out, catching me in the face. He grabbed his cock and began to use it to spread the pre-cum around my face. Here I was being used, instead of being the user, and it was fucking exciting. Hell, what could I do, he was my boss, and he let me know by his actions. He slapped my face with his prick, teasing me, letting it slide over my lips but not entering. He then pulled me up and literally dragged me out into the main office. He told everyone to stop, the rookie was about to become a member of the team he said, and with slight applause, I was pushed to my knees, and he pushed his rod into my waiting mouth.
Derek began fucking my face, not giving me a chance to prove my cock sucking abilities, instead he was dominating me, using my mouth as his personal fuck hole. I was loving it, for the first time, being dominated, being used, it was sort of a different release, like I was allowed to just enjoy it. He pulled his cock out, leaving my cavity empty, but it was just so he could pull my shirt over my head, and told me to release my tits. I undid the bra, letting my large breasts free, and my nipples spring to attention. It was then I noticed that the other groups had paired off again, fucking the women over the desks. Derek pulled me forward and again assaulted my waiting mouth. Grabbing my red hair, he fucked it, making it hit ht back of my mouth. Her I was rubbing my cunt, and he was fucking my mouth, and all too soon I felt his cock well up, and the first gobs of cum hit my tongue. Hot, thick, and gooey, it tasted wonderful and I could feel my clit throbbing.
The captain stayed in my mouth as he went soft, making me suck every drop of that precious liquid. As he let me milk his cock with my tongue, I could hear the sounds of the others as they fucked, each one cumming not long after us.
It was then that He pulled out of my mouth, taking me over to the first couple, pushing my face into the cunt of the women bent over the desk, making me stick my tongue up her slimy hole, licking all the spunk out. As I sucked her, she began to buck and cum again, forcing the cum inside her to pulse out, onto my waiting face, once she was done, I was off to the next one, and finally the third women. As good as this was, I was in need of a rest, but that was not to be. The guys lined up, one in my cunt, the other in my mouth
I was being forced to continue, and the women got into it too, playing with my huge tits, pinching them, biting the nipples. I was a shameless slut, enjoying it. I no longer cared that I was not the controlling bitch. I was loving this, and I thrust back on the cock in me, using my mouth eagerly on the other one, and soon both were shooting their cum in the respective orifices.
As soon as they pulled out, the other two took their places. My mouth was getting sore, but they did not care, the continued to pound it and my pussy. The girls continued mauling my tits, and I did not care anymore. As they approached their orgasm, they both pulled out, shooting wads of cum all over my face and hair. Before I could react, 2 of the women began licking my face, devouring the remnants of the white sticky stuff.
Once it was done, we retired to the shower facilities on site and washed each other.
The captain told everyone to meet next door at the pub, and we would celebrate my making the team.
Next door we all had drink, steak dinner, and of course a lot of sexy chatter.
Soon it was time to go home for a good night's sleep.
The next morning, I got to the office early, finding Derek already there. He smiled at me, and asked me to get us coffee to start the day.
When I returned with it, he took my hand, pulled out his cock and had me jerk him off, sending his spunk into my coffee, and then he picked it up, and handed it to me.
I am going to love this job.
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