Dead Swinger Part 16

Slow in the office, so Mel and I put new eyes on the Simpson murder, it seems Al McNabb and the other detectives have hit a wall. The next couple hours of as we reviewed the file folders; I gave Mel a detailed account of our BBQ orgy.

I receive a text from Gene: Sexy Lady, is my number getting closer to the top of the list yet; I've been dreaming about our hook up; I got a couple days off.

Reply: yes, it has, will you do me the pleasure of a DP, or are you greedy and want me all to yourself? lol

Gene Text: I'll be happy to get whatever you decide.

Reply: Will get back to you asap, after I chat with Grant.

I explain my desire to hook up with my old patrol partner to Mel while contacting Grant.

I text Grant, telling him a reader's digest version about Gene; his long-term desire to fuck me; Grant's open to do whatever I decide, but would prefer to participate, and record the episode.

I Text Gene: Tonight, after supper, say 7ish?

Reply: I'll be there with a hard on.

Mel and I pick up burgers and fries on our drive to campus to interview, Joyce Simpson, her boyfriend Steve, and her roommate Cindy, to verify their alibis at the time of the murder.

Later that day, in Cap's office; "Captain, the maid's statement read Joyce had a big fight on the weekend with her dad regarding money. So, we reinterviewed, Joyce Simpson, and her 2 friends at college separately; her story doesn't hold water. In separate interview's their stories didn't jive."

Mel adds, "All 3 said they were in her dorm room ordered pizza and watched 'Terminator'. Steve said it was his copy; the girls said it was rented, furthermore Steve owns an old Toyota, just like the one in the neighbor's security footage at the time of the murder; we checked the toll booth camera from that night. Yup it's in full view both before and after the time of the murder."

Captain called McNabb and the other 2 working the Simpson case into his office.

"Gent's pick-up Joyce Simpson, her boyfriend Steve, and her roommate Cindy, to verify their alibi's; Jones has strong evidence they committed the murder."

Once the boys left, I addressed Cap. "Cap, you previously suggested our attire was possibly inappropriate for detectives. Might I suggest these boys wear short dresses; everyone knows men often think with their wrong head. We gals don't have that problem, possibly their tidy whities are too tight. We don't wear anything under our dresses, so we can think clearly. Maybe if they wear dresses, or at least go commando, they'd be better thinkers." We have a good chuckle and leave.

Grant order's a Pizza, prepares the camcorder, I put on a sexy black lingerie outfit.

We're finished eating, sipping wine and necking when there's a knock on the door.

I open the door and step back ... gasping ... Grant stands and starts recording, Gene has his pockets turned inside out, holding the white fabric straight out from his hips, his fly is open with his junk hanging out. "Time has come to deal with the elephant in the room." He snickers trying desperately to maintain a straight face.

I stood frozen, stunned, eyes transfixed, not only because of his bold, exposed entrance; but the size of his 'trunk' and the realization it's uncircumcised. I've never seen a penis with all that skin hiding the head. I have a shiver run through me emanating outward from my pussy. I'm enthralled, impatient to investigate the intriguing loose skin covered wiener.

Teresa drops to her knees; what could best be described as a child ripping wrapping paper on Christmas morning to get to a new toy; Tess eagerly pops open his jean button and yanks his jeans to his ankles.

Appearing to be in some sort of hypnotic trance, as if worshipping the peculiar penis, she cradles it in her palm, just as she held Deshawn's; lightly petting along the top, gently, as if it were a furry little kitten.

Wide eyed, with her forefinger and thumb, cautiously, as if there might be a spider or something frightful lurking within; she gingerly pulls back the excess skin exposing a very normal looking glans and corona, with a purplish hue. She osculates the tip tenderly and swirls the cone shape with her tongue. The muscle magically expanding from the oral attention. Her mouth envelopes the majority of the member, the excess skin bunched up behind her finger and thumb.

I move in for a closeup of Tess deepthroating Gene; then step back to capture the entire erotic encounter. Tess stands her face has that hungry, near desperation. 'I need fucking' ... 'I need to get fucked right now' look. She literally rips her panties off, raises her right leg to Gene's hip and with her left hand holds his rigid rod and with a hip thrust impales herself. She jumps up forcing Gene to hold her as she wraps her arms and legs around him, locks her ankles behind his back. "Fuck me Gene, fuck me like you yearned to all these years." She nuzzled into his neck. "I'm so damn ready to cum, fuck me with that wondrous wand." I circled them capturing carnal closeups.

Gene's fingers dug into her ass cheeks and bounced her; she groaned "OOhhhhh, fuuuucckkk yyesss." She was already shivering her first orgasm. Gene walked to the sofa, set her on the arm, reached behind his head, releasing her arms; forced her upper body to fall back on the cushions. Next, he grabbed her ankles and held them out and up. Tess still had that ravenous, sex starved, gaze as she peered up. Gene pulled back, withdrawing until only his tip, well mostly his foreskin was between the sopping lips of Tess's twat. "You came quickly Teresa; you like my dick?" He moves about an inch forward ...

"OH, yess.... I, uh, I definitely... uuuhh... doo." I'm unsure if she's that horny or still in a multiple.

He withdraws fully.

"You asked me to fuck you like I fantasized, yet I think you'd agree that orgasm was you fucking me;" He releases her ankles having her knees resting in the crook of his elbows. He slides his shaft along her labia, making sure his corona contacts her clitoris with his right fingers. Tess murmurs "Ohh gawd yes, I got so horny I needed to cum right away."

Gene leans forward to compress his cock against her labia and clitoris, he pinches and twists her hard nipples. "Still want me to fuck you?" He twerks slightly, his hardness pressing along her slit; she coos. "Uh huuh." He brings his right hand to his dick, pushes it down so it's just inside the entrance, thumb slides up to press her tiny love button.

"I wanted you so bad back when we rode together, I often thought of taking you forcefully." He pressed inward so his corona caresses her opening muscle, a few short quick movements. "Driving to a secluded spot and forcibly taking you on the trunk of the squad car."

Wiggling her clit, he pushed inward until 1/2 his shaft is buried. He angles to make direct contact on her g spot. "I often imagined I was fucking you, no matter who I was with; at first while masturbating, then most always when doing my wife." Gene begins a steady piston-like thrusting. "There hasn't been a woman I've penetrated without visualizing this... gazing down at your sexy body, feeling your velvety, warm walls caressing my cock as I slide into your cunt." He rams hard, holds deep.

"Do you want this as much as I do?"

She sighs, her eyes pleading, there was more adoration and more reverence, than her previous animalistic desire.

"Fuck me like that; fuck me like I am your mistress, fuck as if you're cheating with me."

"You." ... He pulls back ... "Want" ... he shoves in ... "Me."

With each word he changes direction, "to ... Fuck ... you ... the ... way ... I ... imagined?" He maintains the deep, slow, stroke.

"Oh, yess Gene, I do ... aahhh.... oh, gaawwd... you feel... sooo guuud!"

He alternates angles, changes rhythm, does circular thrusts, "You like that?" ... plays with her clit. "Want more?" ... tweaks, pinches, rolls, tugs her nipples, "My hard cock sliding in your warm cunt." ... "Wanna cum huh?"

Every question gets a "Uhhh Huuuh, or yeeessss." All between a continuous series of moans.

Gene has a firm grip on her waist and is angled up, ramming at a frenzied pace.

Tess is hip humping, a gasp; "OOOHHH, uuhhh, hhuuuhhh!" She squirms, another climax rushes through her, she grips her nips and stretches them. "FFFFUUU... UUUUCKKK YAAAA!" Her head rolling from side to side her legs quivering.

Gene maintains the nearly violent assault; fully withdrawing.. pausing them jabbing into her gaping hole ... out ... pause ... thrust ... retreat... pause... stick it in that dark open hole ... repeat.

Tess shakes and another wave of climatic sensations overtake her.

"My way, you want me to fuck you the way I always wanted."

"OH ... uuhhhh ... gaahh ... aahhh ... aaawwd yes."

He kneels, holding her thighs apart with his hands, I move for a close up. Tess's twat is gaping, the vaginal opening muscle pulsing. Gene's forefinger hovered above her clit; he studiously brought it to the tip of the swollen red protrusion. Not touching her skin, but skimming along the film of wet, slick secretions, which ultimately transferred to extremely sensuous stimulation for Tess. 5 or 6 light grazes, then a thumb and forefinger caressing the sides, a gentle squeeze before repeating. Tess's elysian elation affirming her state of euphoria.

I was amazed at his patience and the concentration required to continue such an erotic action.

He stops, pushes her thighs wider, gazing, admiring, ogling the feast before him; it appeared there was about to be an oral exam. His nose mere millimeters above her clit. "Damn girl, your delightful aroma is intoxicating, even more enticing than I imagined." He inhaled deeply then blew softly over her vulva, not like blowing out candles, but gentler, just enough to bend the flame. Moving slow like a bobblehead, he blew over her entire vulva, often blowing an entire large breath slowly into her gaping vagina. He pursed his lips and with a 'PUUHH' gave a burst on her open slot; 6 or 8 more repetitions.

Tess is writhing, Gene's hands on her inner thighs has kept some semblance of control, otherwise I'm confident her hips would be bucking wildly. She's been moaning profusely since Gene's face arrived between her thighs. Her fingers have been very busy fondling her tits, especially her nipples. "Geezus Gene you've got extraordinary talent."

He moves his mouth to her love button and by blowing through his lightly closed lips causes them to vibrate, a gentler version of motorboating cleavage. While administering this lip stimulation, Gene swipes Tess's wet inner labia with 2 fingers and liberally distributes the slick secretion substance over her perineum and puckered rectum area.

Tess, in an acknowledging gesture, lifts her feet to the arm, keeping her knees wide, giving Gene better access to her derriere. "Oh, so you appreciate back door action?" He pokes his forefinger paste the tight sphincter.

"MMmmm Hmmmm." Is Tess's validation.

He pulls out, aggressively flips her over, hands firmly on her cheeks, spreads them. He pushes his skin sheathed cock into her gaping pussy; a loud, ebullient sigh emits from Tess. Unsure if it's from the pleasure of re-entry or the relief of not being abruptly sodomized.

Gene uses his thumb to distribute more of the slick lubrication on the puckered, brown star. Tess recognizes delightfully what's about to transpire; and with an approving moan her hips instinctively move in synchrony to the intruding thumb. Gene trades his thumb for 2 fingers, the twisting digits lunge in synchrony with his prick plunging her pussy. "You've become a bit of a slut haven't you?"

"Oh, fuck yes, I enjoy sex all the time now, especially DPs with Grant. Oh, please can we do that now?"

"Don't you fret." Slap ... "We'll get to DPs." Slap ... "Right now," He pulls back and rams deep, hard ... "is my turn;" Slap ... "fucking you as if you are my mistress." Another hard thrust, holding deep, wiggling his hips.

He moderately slaps a cheek.

"Want me to spank you while my cock is sliding in your butt?"

"I do, I really do."

Slap ... slap ... He pulls out of her twat, aligns his boner to the gaping dark star. Spreading her cheeks with his hands, "I'm not a one and done guy, I'm like an automatic weapon, pull my trigger I'll shoot, pull again, I shoot again, my magazine holds several rounds." He lays his erection between her cheeks, pressing her mounds together to squeeze his rod, leans forward until his glans are showing then slides back, his cock leaves her juice along the crack. "More than enough to satisfy you." His thumb presses his large mushroom shaped head, cloaked by foreskin, against her anal orifice.

"Do, you want me to fuck you up your ass?" He bobs slightly, just enough to tease her anus without entering.

"Oh, fuck yes Gene, I love anal. I'm so ready, give it to me."

Gene pops past her constricting aperture.

"You slut, wanting me to ram my hard cock into your ass, stretching your tight anal cavity, while your hubby watches."

One deft poke and he buries his entire rod. Tess arches her back, raises her head and groans. "AAArrrggghhhh,, uuuhhh hhuuuhh!"

Laying back down, "Oh damn that cock feels so good." She clenches her buttocks to accent her comment.

Smack, smack, he slaps her cheeks with a much stronger force. "You want me to cum in your ass, deposit my jism in your tight butt?" Smack, smack.

His piston like thrusts has her groaning in rhythm.

"MMmm ... HMMmmm, I would really like that."

Gene tugs back on her hips, readjusting their alignment as he mashes her buttocks flat as he drives forward. Several minutes of a fervent, furious pace of ass fucking Tess, calls out.

"OOHHH MMMYYYY GGAAAAWWWD ... RIGGHHHT TTHHEEEERRREEE!"

"Aaahh ... uuuhhh hhuuuhh ... OOOHHH .... MMYYY .... GGAAAAWWDD!"

He quickens his pace, sweat glistening on his athletic, muscle toned body; his pelvis slapping, flattening her cheeks. He lifts her from the arm, arches his back, looking to the ceiling; grunts, his balls tighten, holding her firm, his hips jerking, not thrusting.

"YYYAAAA ... AAAHHHH AAASSS!" Tess screams. Gene withdraws almost completely ... pauses .... Drives hard, holding deep, Grunts again.

"OHHH MMYYY .... GGAAAAWWW ... AAAWWW ... AAWD AAAHHH ... AAAHHHNNNNN .... UUHHHTTHHHEERRRR!"

Gene falls forward, grabs her tits, lifts her upright, jerks his hips as if releasing another shot. He falls forward, holding her tight; rolls over with her on the sofa untill she's on top, he's still deeply imbedded in her ass. He sees me come in for a closeup, left hand twisting her nipple, stretching to extreme outward, his right hand goes to her pussy, thumb on the nub, middle 2 fingers enter.

"Ohhh mmmyy gawwd, rreeeaaalllleeeeee. OOOHHH GGGEEEEEEEEEEENNNE .... SSSTTAAAAWWWPP!"

She's twisting, convulsing, Gene brings his hand from her cunt to her face. Turns her head to open mouth kiss. Tess lifts, breaking their union, spins, straddling him, she frantically attacks his face, like a feral dog on fresh hamburger; lustful, passionately, her hand behind his head she's aggressively French kissing. After a full minute or more, she releases him. Gazes at him, "Geezus Gene that was a fantastic fuck."

She gives him an intimate kiss and sits up. "Your wife is an idiot to walk away from such sexual prowess, you're a master of erotic expertise."

Tess fires up a joint. I got wine and glasses.

Gene sat upright and took a long toke. "Remember my wife left me when she caught me with a former girlfriend?"

"Ya," Tess replied, taking back the weed, toking, passes it to me, and she pours wine.

"Cindy and I planned to backpack Europe before embarking on life after school. When I decided to join the force instead, she went to the airport, the first flight out with an empty seat, was to India. While there she happened upon a Kuma Sutra educator; she attended 3 months of classes."

"She has taught so much more than I've shared, I learned how to be a proper lover since my wife left. Cindy and I live together; we have a strong, open, relationship. Neither of us want a committed relationship, we'll always be searching for fresh, new, carnal pleasures."

"Besides Cindy, you're the sexiest woman I know, I'd like to join you two together for several hours."

"Oh, I'm sure that would be my pleasure."

Finishing the roach Gene turns to Grant. "My most recent encounter has incited my enquiry into possible bisexual behavior. Grant, I've been ogling your bulge the entire evening."

"Gene; I know I am a voyeur, an aspiring Dom, and possibly a cuck too." I giggle and take a seat beside him, "I was recently introduced to homosexuality and found it intriguingly gratifying."

Gene places one hand behind Grant's neck, kisses Grant, a lingering, passionate, tongue exploration kiss.

My turn to man the camcorder and get closeups.

Gene's fingers squeeze Grant's erection contained in his jeans. Grant reciprocates with a finger circling grasp of Gene's member. As Gene continues the kiss, he undoes Grants jeans to free his enormous hard on. Grant slides off the sofa, kneels between Gene's legs, peels back the abundance of Gene's foreskin, his right fingers cup his ball sack, left fingers surround Gene's dick; as his mouth goes over Gene's joystick, his fingers relinquish the stiff shaft as his lips nearly reach the base; as his lips rise, Grant's fingers circle the base and follow the lips upward, squeezing and twisting. This is Grant's first time taking the initiative; every previous time he was the timid recipient.

I'm elated now we're both Bisexual.

I sit on the sofa recording, Grant is fingering Gene's ass with his right hand, cradling his balls with his left and deep throating him. Gene's simply moaning, watching and obviously enjoying. Several minutes of gluttonous cocksucking, before Grant stands, guides Gene to the end of the sofa, bends him over the arm, just as Gene had me.

I take the camera and prepare for closeups beside them. Grant spreads Gene's cheeks and rims him, tonguing his tart wrinkled skin, flicking, licking, making Gene's anal opening wet with saliva.

This scene gets me excited, Grant's evidently become bisexual.

Grant stands behind Gene, tugging him back until his upper stomach is on the sofa arm, he reaches around and grasps Gene's saber with his left hand and starts masturbating him.

"Do, you want me to fuck you up your ass?" He presses against the puckered opening but doesn't penetrate. I recognize that question and think maybe Grant had some jealousy about the way Gene fucked me.

"Want me to ram my hard cock into you, stretching your tight anal cavity."

I put my arm around my hubby, kiss his cheek.

"Yes, do me fuck my ass." Gene murmurs.

He sticks it to Grant, immediately invading the tight opening, ramming deep; Gene instantly ejaculates, sperm squirting, streams to the sofa arm and carpet. Grant strokes, Gene's convulsing, grunting, spasming.

Grant blows me a kiss puts both hands-on Gene's shoulders and begins a steady ass pounding. "You like my cock stretching your sphincter?"

"Mmm Hhhmmm." was his response.

I move to Grant's side, whisper in his ear. "Do it, fuck that man's ass with your big boner. Make him your slut Daddy, fuck his ass hard." I rub his bum and continue. "Dump your sperm, fill his ass with your jism. Fuck that hot tight ass babe. make him squeal."

Grant rams a few more strokes then grunts, still holding Gene's shoulders he twerks his hips, releasing his cream. Holding deep, his cock twitching, emptying his cache of cream into Gene's hot anal cavity. Grant massages Gene's back and derriere before disengaging. Gene turned, gave Grant an appreciative kiss.

"You mentioned being a Dom, that's something both Cindy and I wish to explore. Would you consider giving us a trial offer?"