Kate pulled back and James let go her hair, smiling. She had an expression of disgust, spitting on the floor as soon as James released her hair. “I’m not done yet, sweetie.”, James advanced on her, his cock pointing straight out like a slightly curved flagpole, thick and long, crisscrossed with veins. Kate backed up to the wall. James reached her and putting his hands on the wall on either side of her, kissed her again, deeply, opening his entire mouth over hers. Pinning her with his mouth, he let one hand slide over her figure, feeling the soft, milky white skin of her arms, stomach, and waist, before hooking her panty and pulling it down to her knees in one go. Kate blanched, but with James’ tongue down her throat, was unable to protest. She tried to pull her panty back on, but James was quicker, and with his foot, slid it down to her ankles and off.
Kate could only moan in protest as James wrestled with her own. She tried to claw at him, but the Officer was unrelenting, shrugging off her sharp, red nails as if they were nothing. Still kissing her, looking into her anguished, dark eyes, he brushed back her hair with one hand, while the other went exploring between her legs.
Kate bucked, but the wall was at her back and it did no good. James was now running his hand through the light patch of pubic hair above her womanhood, taking his time. He finally broke the kiss and ran his lips down her neck. He could feel Kate drawing in breath to scream. “A year. Poor Tom.” he whispered.
The scream never came. Kate swallowed her rebellion but she just couldn’t let this man do whatever he wanted to her. By anything, she’d assumed that he’d understood that there were certain boundaries but his man had leapt over the fence, and getting raped in a police station by a police officer with her husband watching wasn’t exactly on the top of her to-do list. Ohhh, but it was so hard to resist. The Officer’s hand was now caressing her nether lips, brushing over her clit. Her body was betraying her; she knew that, as her cunt began to get wet.
James could feel it, the woman’s wetness on his fingers and lifted them to smell it. It was a strong, heady scent and he licked her juices clean off his fingers, tasting sex on his tongue.
James’s dick was throbbing with desire and he put Kate’s hand on it, exploring her vagina with one hand, while clasping her firm, round ass with the other. Kate made to draw away but felt the thing in her hand leap, hard as iron. She moved her hand back and forth, her fingers barely able to encompass its girth, and moaned in pleasure as James dug his fingers into her, moving inside her cunt, sending waves of unbearable pleasure through her body. James could feel Kate responding, and dug his fingers deeper into her vagina, increasing his pace. He watched in satisfaction as Kate moaned, moving her hips in response to his fingers, trying to get as much of him as she could.
James’ own blood was on fire. He could smell the body of the woman in front of him, a sweet fragrance, and knew he could do anything to her right now. Her slim, nimble fingers danced on his cock, teasing him, and there was a hint of a smile on those luscious, slightly parted, red lips, as she moaned, her eyes closed.
Everything would have been perfect had it not been for the scream which rang around them a moment later, “Kate !”. Tom was going crazy in his cell, banging against the bars like a maniac as if all of it was wrong and didn’t fit.
The spell broke, and Kate was flushed with shame and guilt, her cheeks turning rosy red. She stepped sideways, away from James, her face contorted with grief at the pain she’d caused her husband, and bent down to pick up her clothes. But James was faster. Pushing her bodily, he threw her down on the cot, her hair splaying out around her face, streaking across her forehead. Startled, and with real fear dawning in her eyes, she put her elbows under herself and tried to get up but James was already there, on top of her. She clawed and resisted but she might as well have been caressing him for all the good it did. Kissing her lips, neck and stomach, he ran his hands down her smooth waist and over her legs, “Sorry babe, but I’m not done yet, hell, I haven’t even started.”, he whispered as he sucked her earlobe. He was on the cot when he said this, but then quickly leapt to the floor, facing her feet.
With fresh-streaked mascara, Kate again tried to get up, but James grabbed hold of her ankles and pulled her towards him, leaving her down-to-the-thighs on the bed. As he pulled her legs apart, Kate tried desperately to resist him, but it was useless, he was too strong. With her thighs wide open, he lifted her legs in the air, forming a wide ‘V’. He looked at her and found her staring back in horror, similar reaction being expressed by her husband across the room.
“No, you wouldn’t do that. You bastard ! Let go of me !”, Kate cried out helplessly. Aiming his cock at her wet cunt, he plunged in, driving deep inside her body as he pushed with all his might.
“Aaaaahhhhhhh !”, Kate screamed, her body a maelstrom of pain and pleasure, and her mind, of conflicting emotions.
James almost came as he entered Kate. He’d known women before, but this one was different. Her passage was tight and hot, clinging at his penis, luring him in with its wetness.
Tom wailed.
James drew out form Kate and plunged in again, relishing the sensation of her pussy wrapping around his cock, reluctant to let go. “Aaahh . . . aaahh . . . aaahh !”, Kate cried out every time James rammed into her. She couldn’t help it. He was just too big.
He seemed to fill her to the point of bursting, titillating the core of her womanhood with that huge dick. She knew that this was wrong and ought to be stopped, but with her legs in the air and in the hands of that muscle-bound officer, there was nothing she could do about it.
Grunting every time he slammed into Kate, James increased his pace. Letting go of her ankles, he bent forward and planted his arms straight on the cot, trapping her legs around them, with the back of her knees pushed up against his biceps.
Kate winced as her knees were suddenly wrenched down against her boobs, her cunt projecting a few feet into the air, and James’ face appeared right above her, his arms locking her legs in place.
James pounded into Kate with a renewed fervor, invading deeper with each thrust, their grunts and moans filling the small cell he stared into her dark eyes, watching her internal conflict as her face screwed up with pleasure, crying out in time to his thrusts, “Aaah, aaah, aaah !”
Kate was in both heaven and hell at the same time. She was being fucked like never before, but on the other hand, her husband was actually watching her getting violated. The sense of shame and revulsion mixed with the tempest of pleasure raging within her seized her core. Her body convulsed as she came, wave upon wave of unbearable ecstasy running through her.
James felt her pussy tighten, milking his cock, and almost came himself. Almost. Driven by the lust boiling within him, he ravaged her cunt with all the more vigor, pounding into her soft, hot flesh like a charging train. His muscles clenched and unclenched like clockwork, driving him deep into Kate’s body, making her scream out her wanton pleasure with abandon.