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I'm not gonna sugarcoat it or pretty it up any- Wilma Fingerdoo was a cast iron bitch on wheels but she was one hell of a looker and that was part of the problem that had gotten me into the predicament that I know found myself in.
That and the fact that I was down on my luck and on my last dollar. Having a moral centre might have helped but what can I say I'm a shitbag and I move in shitty circles in a swamp of a city and if you're not careful enough, not devious enough or just not downright shitty enough you find yourself in the kind of situation I now found myself.
Upside down, hanging off the Brooklyn bridge.
“Where's the girl, Micky? “ said a two-bit hit man called Ray Connelly. “Where's Wilma and where's the fuckin money? “
“Fuck you, “ I replied. Short and to the point as ever. A snappy retort I thought given my position.
“Fuck me?” said Connelly, looking to his partner-- Weak Knees Willy- a killer with notoriously bad knees. “Fuck me he says. You hearing this motherfucker? “
“Ray, I'm starting to get a headache, “ I muttered. “Stop screwing around. We both know you ain't gonna drop me. “
“That right, Micky? “ snarled Connelly. “Drop this piece of shit. “
And he did- Weak Knees Willy actually fuckin dropped me…..
Rain trickled down her face. Makeup, slightly smudged around her eyes. She threw her coat aside. Bumfelt’s eyes roved over her. Fuck! She was all kinds of fine. Her pert breasts outlined, with erect nipples under the wet blouse. Slim waist and hips under the pencil skirt. Hold-ups, wet by the rain. Heels, making her long, slender legs appear even longer.
“Fuckin’ hate rain,” growled Bumfelt, wiping the rain from his face with the back of a hand.
“I love it,” smiled Fingerdoo, running a hand through her wet tangle of hair, then tracing a hand across one of her breasts. “I like getting wet.”
Bumfelt kissed her, tongues pushing hard against one another. Probing and searching.
“All kinds of wet,” she whispered, hitching her skirt up, tracing a finger over her lace panties, slipping it inside. Her other hand rubbed at Bumfelt’s cock.
“Do me here,” she whispered. “Fuck me, Detective. Fuck me hard.”
“You’re one messed up lady,” replied Bumfelt, his fingers snapping open her wet blouse. “You fuckin’ want this?” He pushed his hips against hers, pushing her up against the wall. Hard.
“Fuck me then,” she hissed, pulling at his belt. Dropping his trousers and underwear to the floor. “You’ve wanted to fuck me since you interrogated me earlier. So fucking do it, Detective. Fuck my tight pussy.”
She ran her hands over his chest. One brushed his holstered Sig.
“Fuck are you doing?” snapped Bumfelt, jerking back, hand flying to the gun.
“Nothing!” she snapped, smiling coyly. “You scared? The big-shot detective scared of little me?”
“You are….” “Do me,” she whispered, spreading her legs. Pushing the thong aside, spreading her lips. Looking to his erect penis. “Fuck me, hard.”
Bumfelt did.
He took his holstered Sig from his shoulders first and placed it out of reach on a cabinet.
“You want it hard?” rasped Bumfelt, throwing her blouse open, pulling her bra down to reveal her small tits. “I’ll do you hard.” Bumfelt felt her nipples harden further under his lips. His tongue played over them and he took them into his mouth. Big nipples on small breasts. Her breath was hot and fevered. Bumfelt wanted to kiss her all over. Needed to kiss her all over. He ran his tongue down her midsection. He got down on his knees, pushed the skirt up her hips. He ran a hand over her clitoris, teasing it, rubbing it. Fingerdoo responded by thrusting her pelvis against his hand.
“Take them off,” she rasped, lifting first one long leg, then the other. The thong fell aside and Bumfelt saw her damp slit. He leaned in and she brought herself to his mouth as he reached up to play with her tits.
“Lick me,” whispered Fingerdoo, pulling his face to her thighs. Bumfelt opened her with his fingers and took her wetness in his mouth. His tongue traced over her clit. Gently at first. Then as Fingerdoo let out a low moan he probed deeper. Harder. His lips wrapped around her clit. Sucking and teasing. She thrust her pelvis forwards. Grinding herself against his mouth. Bumfelt brought his hands down, tracing his fingers over her wet hold-ups. His penis was throbbing between his legs such was his own excitement as he worked at her with his mouth. Bumfelt face fucked the shit out of her in the hall.
“Yes. Yes. Yes,” rasped Fingerdoo, wrapping her silken thighs around Bumfelt’s shoulders. “God, that’s good.”
Bumfelt attacked her clitoris with increased fervour. It didn’t take long for her breathing to quicken. Her body quivered and tightened.
“Oh yes. I’m cumming,” gasped Fingerdoo. “I’m cumming. I’m……”
She came.
Bumfelt slid up her trembling body.
“I want your cock,” rasped Fingerdoo, slipping a hand down his penis, cupping his balls.
“Really?” said Bumfelt, looking her deep in the eyes. “How bad do you want it?”
“I fucking want it bad,” panted Fingerdoo. “I want that big, hard detective’s cock in my tight, wet pussy.”
“Yeah,” growled Bumfelt, parting Fingerdoo’s thighs with one hand, slamming her up against the wall with the other. “You want it hard?” he said. “Hard and rough?” Bumfelt spread her with his fingers and slid into position between Fingerdoo’s thighs. He rubbed his cock against her wet lips, slapping its head on her swollen clitoris for good measure. “Fuck my cunt,” she hissed. Bumfelt slammed his cock into her. Fingerdoo took him by the shoulders, pulling Bumfelt close as his cock slipped into her cum soaken slit. He drove into her. Harder and faster. The hot, tightness of her pussy taken him inside. Deeper and deeper as Fingerdoo thrust against him.
“That’s it Detective, that’s it,” rasped Fingerdoo, looking into Bumfelt’s eyes, meeting his rhythmic movements with her own. “That’s good. Fuck me. Fuck me.”
Bumfelt pulled out from her, stood, picked her up and placed her on the cabinet. He pulled her legs up and slipped back inside. He ground his cock deep against her pelvic bone.
“Oh yes,” panted Fingerdoo. “Harder. Fuck me hard and fast Detective.” Bumfelt took hold of her ankles, lifting her silken legs up in a v shape. He slammed his cock in her. Deep, hard and fast.
“Fuck yes!” rasped Fingerdoo, gripping Bumfelt’s ass as he drove into her. “Fuck that teenage cunt. Fuck it.”
Bumfelt went at her harder. His tight balls bounced against her ass. His thighs slapped against hers. The feel of the hold-ups against his skin exciting him further. Driving him closer to his own climax. He used Fingerdoo. He put her legs over his shoulders. Leaned forwards, drove deeper, grinding and slamming into her with each of her moans. He took Fingerdoo’s pert tits in his hands.
“Harder,” she rasped. “Fucking harder.”
Bumfelt drove on. Harder and deeper until……..Fingerdoo pushed her cunt upwards, holding it there as Bumfelt ground his cock against her clit and they came. Each having an orgasm that was sudden and explosive in its intensity. “Bedroom?” asked Bumfelt, pulling from her wetness.
“Where’s the bedroom?”
“Down the hall,” rasped Fingerdoo. Bumfelt picked her up and carried her into the bedroom. Bumfelt lay Fingerdoo on the bed. He pulled the skirt off and pushed two fingers into her pussy.
“You’re going to kill me,” rasped Fingerdoo.
“You wanted fucking hard,” snarled Bumfelt, working at her wet lips. “Don’t ask for what you can’t fuckin’ handle.”
“Oh, you’re still hard,” rasped Fingerdoo, looking at Bumfelt’s still hard penis. “I can handle it, Detective,” she whispered, opening her thighs again. “Fucking do me again.”
Bumfelt raised himself up and starting working again on her cum dripping hole. Fingerdoo closed her eyes, her ass writhing on the sheets as Bumfelt fucked her again. He started slowly but soon built in intensity until he couldn’t hold back any longer.
“Fuck that pussy,” moaned Fingerdoo. “Fuck it. Use me. Use me as a fuck-toy.”
Bumfelt drove all the way into her pussy. Long, hard thrusts. And then…..Bumfelt’s cock exploded into her. Hot cum spurting into her already soaked pussy.
“Oh God,” moaned Fingerdoo as Bumfelt pulled from her folds.
“Suck my cock,” ordered Bumfelt.
“What?” rasped Fingerdoo. “You can’t be-“
“I’ve got more,” gasped Bumfelt. “Now suck my fuckin’ cock.”
Fingerdoo did as ordered. She got on her knees and took Bumfelt’s semi-erect member into her mouth. Fingerdoo prided herself on her oral sex skills. Whether it was blowing a man or eating out a woman- there were no complaints. She went to work on his cock and in seconds it was rock hard in her mouth. Fingerdoo’s bobbed head bobbed up and down in Bumfelts’ lap. Her lips tightening and easing in rhythm up and down his hard shaft.
“You want to cum in my mouth, Detective?” asked Fingerdoo, slipping her lips from Bumfelt’s cock.
“No. Get on top,” replied Bumfelt, opening his thighs, sitting upright against the bed head. “Ride my cock and make me cum again.”
Fingerdoo did exactly that. She eased herself into Bumfelt’s lap. Her wet pussy sliding up and down his shaft. Her tits pert in her hands. Nipples erect under her own nails. Fingerdoo slowly ground Bumfelt’s cock.
“You want to cum again?” she teased, her soaking lips taking him in easily. “You got more for me, Detective?”
“Fuck me,” groaned Bumfelt, now fucking her back, He slammed his cock into her wetness as she drove down on him. Suddenly….Bumfelt felt another eruption building.
“Are you going to cum for me?” whispered Fingerdoo. “You ready to cum for me again?”
“Not yet,” growled Bumfelt. He rolled Fingerdoo aside and knelt between her legs. His mouth went at Fingerdoo’s pussy again. He took in her moans and trembling of delight. He took her clit in his mouth. Tasting the mixed juices from their fucking.
“Yes. Eat my pussy,” groaned Fingerdoo. “Make me cum again.”
Bumfelt wrapped his lips around her clit. His mouth, a hot frenzy on her.
“Give me more,” whispered Fingerdoo. “Let me finish you. Let me fuck you to a finish.”
Bumfelt turned around. He kissed her hot lips. She savoured her own and his taste on her tongue. Bumfelt stroked his cock with a hand. It was only semi-hard. It was starting to wear out. Did he have anything left? He had thought he had. Fingerdoo was one hot bitch. One possibly dangerous bitch and she had wanted fucking hard. But did he have more to give?
“Have you got one more for me, Detective?” smiled Fingerdoo, parting her legs again. “Or… are you done?”
Bumfelt slipped it into her hot folds one last time. He pounded her pussy and his half hard member gave one last valiant effort.
“Do me. Do me. Do me,” whispered Fingerdoo. “That’s it…right there Detective. Right there. Ohh, ohhh, ohhhhhh………” “I’m cumming,” gasped Bumfelt. “God. I’m cumming again.” Bumfelt shuddered and cum surged from his balls to explode in her soaking cunt.
Fuck me- it hurt when I hit the water....
That and the fact that I was down on my luck and on my last dollar. Having a moral centre might have helped but what can I say I'm a shitbag and I move in shitty circles in a swamp of a city and if you're not careful enough, not devious enough or just not downright shitty enough you find yourself in the kind of situation I now found myself.
Upside down, hanging off the Brooklyn bridge.
“Where's the girl, Micky? “ said a two-bit hit man called Ray Connelly. “Where's Wilma and where's the fuckin money? “
“Fuck you, “ I replied. Short and to the point as ever. A snappy retort I thought given my position.
“Fuck me?” said Connelly, looking to his partner-- Weak Knees Willy- a killer with notoriously bad knees. “Fuck me he says. You hearing this motherfucker? “
“Ray, I'm starting to get a headache, “ I muttered. “Stop screwing around. We both know you ain't gonna drop me. “
“That right, Micky? “ snarled Connelly. “Drop this piece of shit. “
And he did- Weak Knees Willy actually fuckin dropped me…..
Rain trickled down her face. Makeup, slightly smudged around her eyes. She threw her coat aside. Bumfelt’s eyes roved over her. Fuck! She was all kinds of fine. Her pert breasts outlined, with erect nipples under the wet blouse. Slim waist and hips under the pencil skirt. Hold-ups, wet by the rain. Heels, making her long, slender legs appear even longer.
“Fuckin’ hate rain,” growled Bumfelt, wiping the rain from his face with the back of a hand.
“I love it,” smiled Fingerdoo, running a hand through her wet tangle of hair, then tracing a hand across one of her breasts. “I like getting wet.”
Bumfelt kissed her, tongues pushing hard against one another. Probing and searching.
“All kinds of wet,” she whispered, hitching her skirt up, tracing a finger over her lace panties, slipping it inside. Her other hand rubbed at Bumfelt’s cock.
“Do me here,” she whispered. “Fuck me, Detective. Fuck me hard.”
“You’re one messed up lady,” replied Bumfelt, his fingers snapping open her wet blouse. “You fuckin’ want this?” He pushed his hips against hers, pushing her up against the wall. Hard.
“Fuck me then,” she hissed, pulling at his belt. Dropping his trousers and underwear to the floor. “You’ve wanted to fuck me since you interrogated me earlier. So fucking do it, Detective. Fuck my tight pussy.”
She ran her hands over his chest. One brushed his holstered Sig.
“Fuck are you doing?” snapped Bumfelt, jerking back, hand flying to the gun.
“Nothing!” she snapped, smiling coyly. “You scared? The big-shot detective scared of little me?”
“You are….” “Do me,” she whispered, spreading her legs. Pushing the thong aside, spreading her lips. Looking to his erect penis. “Fuck me, hard.”
Bumfelt did.
He took his holstered Sig from his shoulders first and placed it out of reach on a cabinet.
“You want it hard?” rasped Bumfelt, throwing her blouse open, pulling her bra down to reveal her small tits. “I’ll do you hard.” Bumfelt felt her nipples harden further under his lips. His tongue played over them and he took them into his mouth. Big nipples on small breasts. Her breath was hot and fevered. Bumfelt wanted to kiss her all over. Needed to kiss her all over. He ran his tongue down her midsection. He got down on his knees, pushed the skirt up her hips. He ran a hand over her clitoris, teasing it, rubbing it. Fingerdoo responded by thrusting her pelvis against his hand.
“Take them off,” she rasped, lifting first one long leg, then the other. The thong fell aside and Bumfelt saw her damp slit. He leaned in and she brought herself to his mouth as he reached up to play with her tits.
“Lick me,” whispered Fingerdoo, pulling his face to her thighs. Bumfelt opened her with his fingers and took her wetness in his mouth. His tongue traced over her clit. Gently at first. Then as Fingerdoo let out a low moan he probed deeper. Harder. His lips wrapped around her clit. Sucking and teasing. She thrust her pelvis forwards. Grinding herself against his mouth. Bumfelt brought his hands down, tracing his fingers over her wet hold-ups. His penis was throbbing between his legs such was his own excitement as he worked at her with his mouth. Bumfelt face fucked the shit out of her in the hall.
“Yes. Yes. Yes,” rasped Fingerdoo, wrapping her silken thighs around Bumfelt’s shoulders. “God, that’s good.”
Bumfelt attacked her clitoris with increased fervour. It didn’t take long for her breathing to quicken. Her body quivered and tightened.
“Oh yes. I’m cumming,” gasped Fingerdoo. “I’m cumming. I’m……”
She came.
Bumfelt slid up her trembling body.
“I want your cock,” rasped Fingerdoo, slipping a hand down his penis, cupping his balls.
“Really?” said Bumfelt, looking her deep in the eyes. “How bad do you want it?”
“I fucking want it bad,” panted Fingerdoo. “I want that big, hard detective’s cock in my tight, wet pussy.”
“Yeah,” growled Bumfelt, parting Fingerdoo’s thighs with one hand, slamming her up against the wall with the other. “You want it hard?” he said. “Hard and rough?” Bumfelt spread her with his fingers and slid into position between Fingerdoo’s thighs. He rubbed his cock against her wet lips, slapping its head on her swollen clitoris for good measure. “Fuck my cunt,” she hissed. Bumfelt slammed his cock into her. Fingerdoo took him by the shoulders, pulling Bumfelt close as his cock slipped into her cum soaken slit. He drove into her. Harder and faster. The hot, tightness of her pussy taken him inside. Deeper and deeper as Fingerdoo thrust against him.
“That’s it Detective, that’s it,” rasped Fingerdoo, looking into Bumfelt’s eyes, meeting his rhythmic movements with her own. “That’s good. Fuck me. Fuck me.”
Bumfelt pulled out from her, stood, picked her up and placed her on the cabinet. He pulled her legs up and slipped back inside. He ground his cock deep against her pelvic bone.
“Oh yes,” panted Fingerdoo. “Harder. Fuck me hard and fast Detective.” Bumfelt took hold of her ankles, lifting her silken legs up in a v shape. He slammed his cock in her. Deep, hard and fast.
“Fuck yes!” rasped Fingerdoo, gripping Bumfelt’s ass as he drove into her. “Fuck that teenage cunt. Fuck it.”
Bumfelt went at her harder. His tight balls bounced against her ass. His thighs slapped against hers. The feel of the hold-ups against his skin exciting him further. Driving him closer to his own climax. He used Fingerdoo. He put her legs over his shoulders. Leaned forwards, drove deeper, grinding and slamming into her with each of her moans. He took Fingerdoo’s pert tits in his hands.
“Harder,” she rasped. “Fucking harder.”
Bumfelt drove on. Harder and deeper until……..Fingerdoo pushed her cunt upwards, holding it there as Bumfelt ground his cock against her clit and they came. Each having an orgasm that was sudden and explosive in its intensity. “Bedroom?” asked Bumfelt, pulling from her wetness.
“Where’s the bedroom?”
“Down the hall,” rasped Fingerdoo. Bumfelt picked her up and carried her into the bedroom. Bumfelt lay Fingerdoo on the bed. He pulled the skirt off and pushed two fingers into her pussy.
“You’re going to kill me,” rasped Fingerdoo.
“You wanted fucking hard,” snarled Bumfelt, working at her wet lips. “Don’t ask for what you can’t fuckin’ handle.”
“Oh, you’re still hard,” rasped Fingerdoo, looking at Bumfelt’s still hard penis. “I can handle it, Detective,” she whispered, opening her thighs again. “Fucking do me again.”
Bumfelt raised himself up and starting working again on her cum dripping hole. Fingerdoo closed her eyes, her ass writhing on the sheets as Bumfelt fucked her again. He started slowly but soon built in intensity until he couldn’t hold back any longer.
“Fuck that pussy,” moaned Fingerdoo. “Fuck it. Use me. Use me as a fuck-toy.”
Bumfelt drove all the way into her pussy. Long, hard thrusts. And then…..Bumfelt’s cock exploded into her. Hot cum spurting into her already soaked pussy.
“Oh God,” moaned Fingerdoo as Bumfelt pulled from her folds.
“Suck my cock,” ordered Bumfelt.
“What?” rasped Fingerdoo. “You can’t be-“
“I’ve got more,” gasped Bumfelt. “Now suck my fuckin’ cock.”
Fingerdoo did as ordered. She got on her knees and took Bumfelt’s semi-erect member into her mouth. Fingerdoo prided herself on her oral sex skills. Whether it was blowing a man or eating out a woman- there were no complaints. She went to work on his cock and in seconds it was rock hard in her mouth. Fingerdoo’s bobbed head bobbed up and down in Bumfelts’ lap. Her lips tightening and easing in rhythm up and down his hard shaft.
“You want to cum in my mouth, Detective?” asked Fingerdoo, slipping her lips from Bumfelt’s cock.
“No. Get on top,” replied Bumfelt, opening his thighs, sitting upright against the bed head. “Ride my cock and make me cum again.”
Fingerdoo did exactly that. She eased herself into Bumfelt’s lap. Her wet pussy sliding up and down his shaft. Her tits pert in her hands. Nipples erect under her own nails. Fingerdoo slowly ground Bumfelt’s cock.
“You want to cum again?” she teased, her soaking lips taking him in easily. “You got more for me, Detective?”
“Fuck me,” groaned Bumfelt, now fucking her back, He slammed his cock into her wetness as she drove down on him. Suddenly….Bumfelt felt another eruption building.
“Are you going to cum for me?” whispered Fingerdoo. “You ready to cum for me again?”
“Not yet,” growled Bumfelt. He rolled Fingerdoo aside and knelt between her legs. His mouth went at Fingerdoo’s pussy again. He took in her moans and trembling of delight. He took her clit in his mouth. Tasting the mixed juices from their fucking.
“Yes. Eat my pussy,” groaned Fingerdoo. “Make me cum again.”
Bumfelt wrapped his lips around her clit. His mouth, a hot frenzy on her.
“Give me more,” whispered Fingerdoo. “Let me finish you. Let me fuck you to a finish.”
Bumfelt turned around. He kissed her hot lips. She savoured her own and his taste on her tongue. Bumfelt stroked his cock with a hand. It was only semi-hard. It was starting to wear out. Did he have anything left? He had thought he had. Fingerdoo was one hot bitch. One possibly dangerous bitch and she had wanted fucking hard. But did he have more to give?
“Have you got one more for me, Detective?” smiled Fingerdoo, parting her legs again. “Or… are you done?”
Bumfelt slipped it into her hot folds one last time. He pounded her pussy and his half hard member gave one last valiant effort.
“Do me. Do me. Do me,” whispered Fingerdoo. “That’s it…right there Detective. Right there. Ohh, ohhh, ohhhhhh………” “I’m cumming,” gasped Bumfelt. “God. I’m cumming again.” Bumfelt shuddered and cum surged from his balls to explode in her soaking cunt.
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