Threat, a short story by ClickingTheKeys. Date added: 2010-11-04. Times viewed: 6218.
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"Ma’am. I have a video of your daughter doing illegal activity. Knowing she’s an honor student, I decided..” his evil smile ran goosebumps over her arms, “I’ve been in need of a little attention ma’am. It’s a small town and I’d rather not travel to the city or put up with someone’s bullshit, and, around here, everyone knows everyone’s business so I decided to bring this matter to you.”
“I- I..uh. I don’t understand what you’re saying Officer Lucas.”
“Let me say this bluntly. I’d be blackmailing your daughter but I think she’s carrying a disease or two,” Donna’s eyes widened, “seen her sucking boys behind the grocery store a couple times. Never the same kid mind you. You should buy that bitch some knee pads.” It was news to her. A shock.
“My daughter? Are you-“
“You saw the video ma’am. That’s why you’re sitting in my patrol car on a dark street. No one around to interrupt the film and the live show to follow.”
“I don’t care what you are. I’ve checked you out, followed you ‘round a while. You’re squeaky fucking clean. I want squeaky fucking clean. And I bet you want your daughter to keep her record clean.” She nodded apprehensively. “Good response Mrs. Vicks. Very good response. I have a few other things I’d like to see how good you respond to. First, you have to follow me home. I know your daughter’s out partying and your husband is gone. Judging by the suitcase he had he’ll be gone a week. We’re going to my place. So get in your car and park in the garage when we get there.”
A curt gesture and she got into her car- her eyes lost in a haze of disbelief.
I’m going to fuck the shit out of that woman. Fuck her like her fat husband can’t. Or doesn’t care to. That old surveillance equipment paid off. Listening to him snore and watch her get up night after night only to wander the house and clean. What a dumb fuck that guy is. She’s smoking hot and not getting laid. I bet she is fucking primed.
She pulled into the garage and he found her still sitting in her car when he came in through the kitchen.
“Follow me.” He turned and briskly walked away, listening for the click of her heels. She’d dressed up for the high school basketball fund raiser. She was an attractive woman, she looked even better in a dress.
He began unbuttoning his uniform as they neared his bedroom, “I’m going to do what I want. I won’t hurt you,” he smirked over his shoulder at her, “and I’ll probably make you come a couple times.” He thought she had looked surprised earlier, now her mouth was open. “Been awhile?” She awkwardly tagged behind him into his bedroom.
“It’s no business of yours,” she huffed but her posture was frozen in fear.
“No, it’s not. But I’m telling you Mrs. Vicks, now is the time in your life you should be having wild urges taken care of. You’re hitting a peak and I bet that lardass husband of yours doesn’t fuck you properly.” Her jaw locked and her eyes narrowed. “Love the attitude ma’am. Fuck me back with that and I’ll be a happy officer.”
“Out of all the people in the world-“
He sat on the bed and began to remove his shoes and socks. “All the people in town. You’re fucking sexy and innocent. I love innocent. I also love clean.” The tidiniess of his house said he insisted on spotless. He eyed her, “Let me guess, lost your virginity to your husband?” Her tight lip grimace gave the answer. “Let me tell you, if you’re not craving sex then fatboy never fucked you right. What a damn waste. Look at you.” He waved his arms at her then unzipped his pants. “How could he keep away from-“
“He works too hard.”
“Yeah. Watching tv and feeding his face. “ Slowing the strip tease, he made sure she saw how fit he was. That he would show her what a healthy man could do. “Maybe if he worked a little less hard at those two you’d be getting that innocent pussy a proper-“
“Are you going to talk or can we get this over with?”
Lucas grinned, “Will you undress willingly?” Her eyebrows lifted, she didn’t understand. He growled, “Or do you want me to rip it off you?”
Hands shaking, she reached behind her head to unzip her dress but couldn’t reach the pull. Now she was shaking badly. Lucas stepped around her and unzipped it slowly. Startling her over the light touches on her back.
“You’re so soft Mrs. Vicks.” He watched goosebumps cover her spine. “Let me help, I’ll be nice.” She gripped the shoulders of her dress, not wanting his help. “Or not.” He yanked the dress down her arms and out of her hands. As she bent to grab it he shoved her onto the bed where she fell face first. Too stunned to scream but she tried to fight. Not much luck with that, Lucas was trained to take people down and hold them. A couple moves and she was pinned to the bed on her back wearing only her underwear and bra.
“Okay! Okay! I’ll behave!” She pleaded, terrified of being harmed.
“I won’t hurt you Mrs. Vicks. I’m just going to have some fun. You will too.” She glared making him inhale through his teeth. “Mmmmm, I love how angry you look. I want to fuck that anger right off your face.” With that he turned, straddled her face, shoved his cock in her mouth while pinning her arms. “Bite me and I bite you. Suck me and I’ll suck you.”
At first she had just let it slide in thinking she’d just lie there. Biting had come to mind but she didn’t wish to be bit either. Closing her tongue and lips around him carefully, she milked it gently. Lucas inhaled again, lightly thrusting. “Oh god Mrs. Vicks. I saw you wearing red lipstick months ago and this is what I wanted. Fuck. You’re wearing it tonight. You should wear it more often. Look at it on my cock. So fucking sexy.” She either ignored him or stayed on task, either way he had made a deal. He leaned forward. “Spread your legs Mrs. Vicks.” She didn’t, so he did it for her, his hips still thrusting in her mouth. Her dark purple panties were lacy, showing her black trimmed hair. “So the blonde hair isn’t real. Not that I care.” Tugging them to the side he looked at her slit.
Red lips around my cock and I’m going to eat someone who’s probably never had an orgasm.
A grin on his face he pulled her lips apart, revealing her clit to the atmosphere. He felt her tense and kissed her thigh. “Just keep sucking. I won’t hurt you baby. I won’t hurt you.” The tiny bump of her clitoris was waiting for him. He kissed it and she stopped again. He flicked it with the tip of his tongue and he felt her inhale around his cock, cool air on his wet dick. Circling it with his finger her breathing started to deepen, she was fighting the feeling.
“No, I can’t.”
“I’m forcing you. It’s going to happen no matter what you say or do. I’m forcing you to feel good. You have no choice. You can’t turn your body off, it doesn’t work like that.”
“I’ll do your butt later. Or another night. My goal is to get you to come three times.” Yeah, the three strike rule. I bet if I get her to come three times she’ll be my girl for life with no chance of parole.
“I can’t do that. That’s..it’s wrong.”
“In my house. In my bed, with me there is nothing wrong with you. It’s me. Blame me. Blame me for making you feel good. Now suck my cock so I can eat this pussy.”
“Don’t say no or you’ll regret it.”
“No. I can’t. This-“
“Forced,” he sat up, turned and kneeled on her arms, pinning her with no hope of escape. He shoved his hand in the side of her mouth, keeping it open and began to fuck her face with his dick. The wet noise of her throat, the mechanical gagging made for arousing sounds. “Oh, oh, fuck Mrs. Vicks. Keep disobeying. I think I like fucking you like this. Bet you’ve never swallowed.” She was fighting, her body reacting to choking. “Going to come. Going to come. Yeah. Yes. Fuck, here it comes baby. Swallow baby, swallow.” Makeup smeared from watering eyes and getting her throat pounded, she gasped and coughed her way through the salty muck.
“Oh. Oh yes. Yes baby,” he was sweetly touching her face. “You did great. You did.” He was slowly pumping his hips, the tip of his cock on her tongue. “Such a sweet little mouth. Lipstick all over my cock. So good. I’m going to the bathroom to get you a washcloth so I can clean your face. That mascara looks like it’s burning.” She nodded her head slowly, not looking at him but across the room. He bent down to her, faces inches apart. “You’ve never had your face fucked?” She shook her head. “You did great.” He kissed her cheek and she squeezed her eyes shut. “Did it hurt?”
“Did you like it?” She glared at him. “Not this time. Maybe next time.” Before she could react he was off her and headed to the bathroom.
She stood, grabbed her dress and headed to the exit- but he’s a cop. He knows better. Before the door was open enough, he slammed it shut.
“Once you have three orgasms.”
“Three! THREE! I’m thirty-eight and I don’t think-“ she cut herself off and changed the subject. “How many are you-“
Grinning he said, “Never had one I bet. You will. Now, back to bed miss.”
“Mrs. Mrs. Vicks to you.”
“Certainly, Mrs. Vicks. Let me clean your face.” He dabbed a little lotion under her eyes where the smudges were bad and then wiped it gently with the cloth. “Better. I liked the makeup being smeared, very sexy, but not making your eyes red. Makes my eyes water just looking at them.”
He hopped onto the bed. “On your back, arms and legs spread. Arms over head.” Four sets of handcuffs linked her to the bed. The ones on her arms were looped on rope, giving her some breathing room. He pulled out a knife making her cry out in terror, the handcuffs were already making her tremble. “No, no. For this.” He barbarically sawed her underwear on one hip and pulled it over, leaving the other side attached. Then he sawed the crotch and pulled the purple lace away. She was breathing hard but holding completely still. Fear deep in her face.
“Knives scare me. Please put it away now. Please.”
“Certainly Mrs. Vicks.” He folded it closed and tossed it to the floor. “My tongue will do some stabbing instead.” She watched in disbelief as his smiling mouth headed to her cunt. “Mmm. A pretty pussy Mrs. Vicks. I’m going to earn myself some moving violations.” His tongue poked her clit, her back arched, she inhaled large amounts of air then began to pant.
Mrs. Vicks is going to come quick. Let’s see how quick.
Spreading her labia wide, he circled the bump then would flick it a few times. Pressure, no pressure, circles, flicks. That little clit got more attention in five minutes than it had in the last five years. Within a couple minutes Mrs. Vicks was automatically thrusting, spittle coming out of her mouth as she valiantly fought her body’s reactions.
“Come Mrs. Vicks. It’s okay. It’s supposed to feel good. It-“
“It’s not! It’s supposed to make me mad! Feel violated! Not like it! I’m not supposed to orgasm!”
“But you will. Especially when I stop teasing,” he was chuckling at the defiant woman. Loving the battle of body and mind.
“Teasing? You’re teasing?” Her brows pinched with worry, she whined, “You mean it’s going to get harder to..”
“Just try to resist Mrs. Vicks. Try.” The gauntlet was thrown down. Lucas made use of his fingers and tongue like he’d never done before. The index finger inside her pussy was stroking upwards, meeting the external thumb that was pressed on her exterior, right above her hole. He sucked her clit, his tongue tapping Morse code- COME NOW!
She was thrashing on the bed, the restraints not giving enough to shake Lucas loose. She screamed, at first it was in fury but turned to ecstasy as Mrs. Vicks came so hard she bruised her wrists and ankles on the cuffs. Primal grunts shook out of her as her spine tried to snap itself in half.
Fuck me. I have never heard of or seen anything like that. Nothing.
Lucas sat up on his knees in awe of the woman who was now sobbing with shame. Quickly he uncuffed her and curled her in his arms as she wept over her guilt.
That was the craziest thing I’ve..like a fucking breakthrough. Fuck. Did she break a sound barrier or what? A sexual sonic boom. Fuck me.
She cried for several minutes, Lucas was stroking her hair and back. Marveling at the woman in his arms.
Pent up to a nuclear level. She must feel better. She has to. Fuck my cock is so hard. Fucking hard.
“Mrs. Vicks,” he said softly, “have you ever come before that?”
Hiding her face in her hands against his chest she nodded. “College. Had a friend who did..who gave me oral and..I’d never felt anything like it.”
“But your husband doesn’t-“
“No. He doesn’t..he thinks it’s wrong.”
“Yeah. I don’t understand his logic. Or why. But he thinks it’s immoral.”
“Do you suck him?”
“I’ve tried a couple times. He thinks that’s wrong too.”
“Oh god. You poor thing. Fuck Mrs. Vicks, he’s an idiot. A fucking idiot. What- How can you be married-“
“It’s just sex,” she shrugged and looked at him. She was embarrassed.
“Mrs. Vicks,” Lucas suddenly became concerned with her life, “sex is important. How can you-“
“I just do. Can I go now?”
“Fuck no.” Lucas was stern, “Two more orgasms for you.”
“I might have broken my orgasm maker with that one,” she wasn’t trying to be funny but Lucas laughed making her blush. “It almost hurt.”
“But it didn’t. Let me fuck you. Make you come.”
“I can’t. You don’t-“
“This isn’t a choice. And I want you more than ever. Lie down Mrs. Vicks. On your back or I’ll force you.” She laid back, he tucked a pillow under her ass and grabbed her ankles. “Look at you. You’re glowing.”
“No. Glowing. I know what I’m talking about.” He rubbed the tip of his cock at her hole, her eyes were wide. “How many?”
“How many what?”
“Cocks have you had in here?”
Lucas grinned, “And soon me. Ready?” She nodded, her hole pinched tight with nerves. He pressed, “Oooh. You’re resisting. Let me in. In the name of the law.” She giggled, startling herself. She slapped her hand over her mouth trying to hide what had happened. Lucas saw it all and stole his chance- he slipped in her hole knocking another reaction loose from her.
“Uuuh! Oh god. Oh god it’s- oh my goodness!” Lucas was swirling his cock, trying to loosen her crushing walls, he didn’t want to rip her up too much this fuck. The next fuck or two would be okay, but not the first.
“Feel good?” She nodded once, ashamed to do so but she was honest. Light strokes, he built the energy. “You feel good. You look good baby. See you all over town. Helping people. Love those boots you wear with those tight jeans. Thought of you one night as I had some bitch suck my cock.”
Looking at her, he yanked her bra, exposing her breasts. “Why does it feel..”
“So good?” She nodded uncertain she should be asking such questions. “Because I’m taking my time. Taking care of you baby, not just me. I like seeing women come almost as much as I love to come.”
“You’ve already come tonight. How can you go again?”
Disgust rolled his eyes, “That fat asshole can barely get it up. Makes you do all the work too, I bet.” She lowered her eyes, he had guessed right. “Bet he comes fast and leaves you alone with all those feelings and only a hand to finish with.”
“I don’t masturbate. Not allowed.”
“What!? You can’t even get yourself off?” She shook her head, turning red. “Oh god, oh fuck baby,” he fucked a little harder, “I’ll take care of you. I’ll fuck you right. Okay?” Holding her ankles, he spread them wide in the air and leaned himself back, fucking upwards. “You like that?”
“Tell me what you like.”
“I don’t know. I like this.” He watched her face as she relaxed, riding the fuck as she should. “Feels really good Officer Lucas.”
Hearing his name like that from her he groaned, “You needed a good fucking ma’am. I’m here to serve my community.” She tried to smile but was getting so hot she couldn’t. “I see I need to cut the chatter and get down to what matters.” Each thrust was an event. It shoved a cry from her every time he landed, “Come baby. Come hard. I feel your pussy, it’s so tight. It’s so glad to have me.”
“Yes! Yes Officer Lucas! Yes! I think I’m going to come! Yes. I am! I am!” She was up on her elbows, grunting as if she was pushing a baby in labor.
Lucas was waiting for her, trying not to blow seeing this woman learn what sex really was. She was so hot, her eyes wide with new knowledge and fervor- she was the sexiest thing he’d ever seen. When she screamed, her head threw itself back and her cunt squeezed him so hard he was afraid he’d be dickless if he pulled out. He wasn’t about to pull out. Instead he shoved his pelvis into hers time and time again as come barely made it up his tightly squeezed shaft and into her neglected pussy.
When he fell on top of her she embraced him, crying again.
“Oh Officer Lucas,” she wiped her eyes, “thank you. Thank you so much I know you..this wasn’t what you wanted, to see some dumb lady crying and-“
“I just wanted to fuck you but-,” he smiled, “this is a bonus. Seeing you come alive. Seeing someone realize they’ve been living a lie and happy to find the truth. You’re the hottest thing I’ve ever seen Mrs. Vicks.”
“Me? I’m old and married and obviously not very good in bed!”
“You’re fine in bed. You’ve just been repressed too long baby.” He kissed her mouth but she didn’t kiss him back. “What?”
“I haven’t kissed anyone but my husband for-“
He laughed, “We fucked, I think kissing-“
Giggling she retorted, “Kissing feels personal.”
“I want to be personal with you Mrs. Vicks. I don’t usually kiss women unless we’ve been dating awhile.” His voice softened, “I want you to want to kiss me.”
“Oh. Oh, I- sure.” She smiled and smoothed her hair, wanting to look her best. He smiled at her innocent charm, how clueless she was. He leaned in and kissed her, this time it took her a moment but then she joined him. She gasped when his tongue slid into her mouth, then she met it with hers. They became a knot of human on the bed. He pulled away and looked at her. “Oh. Oh my goodness I haven’t kissed like that in years. I don’t like kissing my husband, he was never any good at- sorry.”
“Don’t be. Don’t be baby. You call me anytime Mrs. Vicks and I’ll try to get you one of those kisses.”
A bashful smile grew on her face. “You mean, you’d want to do this..have sex and things again?”
“With you, hell yes. I think you’re a wildcat about to burst free. Today we did the basics baby. I’m thinking you and me can get together for a weekly romp. Burn off some steam.” Excitement blossomed in her face. “Yeah. A hellcat is more like it. We can fuck and kiss and eat one another alive.”
“I’d like that. I think I need that.”
“I’ve got some stuff in mind. Maybe push your bounds a little.” He was suddenly earnest, “I’ll never hurt you or let anyone hurt you. But we could do some wild stuff. Stuff to think about when we’re old and stuck in a rocking chair.” She giggled. Lucas put on an old man voice, “Golly, I ‘member dis one time dis lady and I fucked each utter so hard the neighbors called da police.” He gave a wheezy laugh, making Mrs. Vicks laugh, “Those poor fools, I was ta fucking police!”
Lucas laid on her, his cock rebuilding. “Oh Mrs. Vicks. You were laughing so hard you turned into a human vibrator and now my cock is swollen again. What are you going to do about it?”
“i-I- I don’t know!” She said nervously, hoping for a hint. “What do you think, or want? I’m not very good at-“
“Hands and knees for you. Fucking you doggy style.” She gasped at the term. “You’ve never heard of doggy style?”
“I have, it’s just that I’ve never had anyone say it to me.”
He smirked, “Going to fuck you like a bitch. Mount the bitch and ride her hard.” She rolled over and got into position. “Head down can make it feel different. Blood rush to the head. I might pull that blonde hair too.” She was apprehensive. “Small, sexy hurts baby. You tell me if it’s too much but I’m going to push the boundaries.” Rubbing her ass cheeks, he looked at her in this trusting position. “Your boundaries have been too confining. Too tight baby. Tight is good for a fuck hole but not much else.”
“Goodness,” she muttered quietly.
Huddled over her back, he was cupping her breasts, gently plucking her nipples. “Goodness?”
“The way you talk.” He chuckled into her skin. “Not used to it.”
“Just don’t let me rub off on you. Start any bad verbal habits. Would hate for you to slip.”
“Oh goodness, that would be horrible.”
She’s so fucking cute. So innocent. And mine. Yes, all mine. That fat prick will never be able to do for her what I do. She’ll be my fuck buddy for a long, long time.
“You keep yourself innocent Mrs. Vicks. But with me, when we’re together I want you to do or say anything you want. Okay?”
“Oh, okay. I don’t know what-“
“You’ll learn baby, I’ll teach you. Just know that once a week I’ll be there to make you come.” Swiping his cock through her slit like a credit card through a processor, he then sunk it into her. “Fuck baby, you’re so tight. Does your husband have a tiny dick or what?”
“You’re a lot bigger.” She suddenly sat up, wide eyed and worried. “Oh no! Will I stretch out? Will he be able to tell I-“
Rubbing her shoulder he chuckled and said, “He’ll never know. You’ll snap back baby. It’s very elastic-“
“But I’m old! I don’t snap back! Look at my breasts they’re-“ up on her knees, with him lodged in her cunt she tried to show him her chest. It was so charming he laughed. “Don’t laugh at me! It’s- everyone gets old.” She was covering her breasts, trying to hide by curling up.
“Mrs. Vicks, Mrs. Vicks,” he was hugging her to him. “I wasn’t laughing at that. It was so, you’re cute. Showing me your tits trying to prove your point. It was funny. All I see is a sexy woman.”
“Oh,” she hid her face from him but he pulled her chin to see him. “Thanks.”
“You are. Your pussy will be fine. I’m working it out the way it should be. Okay baby?” He kissed her cheek, liking the small gesture when he usually doesn’t. Nuzzling his nose on the side of her neck, he slowly started thrusting, his hands sliding to her shoulders. “Your pussy loves me already. I can feel it kissing my cock.” Gripping her shoulders, he pressed her forward a little and fucked her. He heard her grunting when he hit her cervix. “Okay?”
“I don’t know. I don’t. Whatever you think, I…” she moaned quietly as he increased the pace. “Oh. Goodness yes. That’s good. Very good.”
“You like me fucking you baby?” He squeezed her tits and then held her hips. She nodded. “Put your head down. Rest it on the pillow.” Slowly pumping his cock in her, he was gearing up for his next surprise move. “Give me your right hand, now your left.” Holding her wrists in his long fingers she heard the distinct sound of hand cuffs and felt the cool metal clip onto her wrists. He held the link firmly, throwing her off balance as he fucked her. “Just a boundary baby. Feel it. Push past it.” She was groaning into the pillow, uncertain of these emotions and sensations. “You’re so wet Mrs. Vicks. So wet and tight.”
The side of her face buried deep into the bed, the pillow had been fucked off the bed. “Officer Lucas..”
“Is it always like..feel like..you know?”
“Fucking should always make your feel good. Hurt a little too but feel good. You gonna come baby?” He could tell she was, heard it in her voice. Saw how pink her skin was. He fucked harder, her shoulders probably aching but the cock sawing itself in her pussy made it a footnote.
“Yes. Yes. Oh goodness, yes.” Her body was tightening as he humped hard. She raised her head. “Off- Off- Officer I think-“
“Don’t think Mrs. Vicks. Don’t think, feel. Fucking feel it.” Shoving himself at her he fucked with all he had, a near blur thrusting at her body.
She groaned, her pussy raw from friction and lovely abuse. “Lucas!” She screamed and suddenly shook. She pulled hard and he lost his grip on the cuffs, letting her fall flat on her face.
Now he fucked her like a maniac. Slapping his body into hers, he was yelling, “Mrs. Vicks pussy! Fucking Mrs. Vicks! Her red lipstick is on my cock! FUCK!” His back arched as his scrotum did the Heimlich maneuver on his nuts- nearly ejecting his balls. “Ih, ih. Ih.” Small unmanly grunts were whimpered through his nose. Then he rolled off of her and to her side.
She was on her stomach, her head facing away from him as they caught their breath.
Smacking her butt he said, “Fuck Mrs. Vicks. You wanna come back tomorrow?” She just laid still so he curled behind her. “Hey?” He said quietly in her ear as he looked at her glowing face. “You sleepin?”
“Almost. I don’t think I can move.” She tried to move her arm but the handcuffs prevented her.
“Just a second.” He crawled over and got the key. After releasing her he kissed her back as she massaged her sore wrists. “You want to spend the night?”
She looked over her shoulder at him. “I thought you were a badass” he snickered at her wording, “or something. Do badasses have women spend the night?”
Touching her arm, his fingers went up and down her limb. “I don’t want you alone in that house. You’re alone all the time there. Even when your husband and daughter are home.”
“What does that mean?”
He sunk his teeth into her shoulder, wanting to bite harder and barely resisting. “You’re a maid. Nothing else. They don’t..they don’t see what you are.”
“And what’s that?” She snipped making him smile. She was about as vicious as a legless kitten. He peered at her over her shoulder, his steel gray eyes were strangely serene.
“A woman. A woman who has needs that aren’t being met.”
“Oh.” She shifted, settling to lie on her side. “I can see that.”
“I heard and felt it.”
Mrs. Vicks spent the night. She liked his arm around her, him pressed along the back of her with no big belly in the way. She could feel his entire body. She liked it. She liked it and realized she was kicking off one heck of a big affair.
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