Dead Swinger Part 8

Mel already had a seat in the coffee shop; I was talking to her on speaker phone when I parked. We were early, well ahead of Cory arriving, so be sure we had choice of good seats for our arranged plan. I got a bagel and large latte and selected a table near the front, across the shop in full view of Mel. She was disguised, wearing a brunette wig, dark sunglasses and a floppy hat, pretending to be working on a laptop.

Cory arrived, I waved, he looked puzzled, so I approached him.

"I'm Detective Teresa Jones." I extend my hand.

"Oh, hi, I guess I'm old school, I stereotyped, sorry I was expecting a man, OOPS." He giggles. As I turn and return to my chair. Cory is very handsome, dirty blonde hair, blue eyes, his short shirt sleeves are tight around his large biceps, he appears to be weightlifter, surfer type fellow.

Cory got a coffee and apple fritter, sitting across from me, a side view to Mel, who I could see was recording with her cell. I got my mini recorder from my purse and set it on the table.

"Cory, first off thanks for meeting. I don't think there are any issues with the case, this will basically be cautionary, often times a second interview might reveal some small detail." I turn on the recorder smile and speak.

"Please, from the beginning, tell me what happened that day."

"Ok, uh, I was scheduled to work afternoon shift, I wasn't feeling well and booked off sick. I was in bed sleeping, I was awakened by loud, frantic banging on my door, checking through the peephole, I saw a gal I recognized from the building, I didn't know her, but she seemed quite distressed, frenzied.

I opened the door, she rushed past me, 'You're a cop right' she was definitely in a panic, 'help me; he's trying to kill me.'

Not only was she distraught, but she's soaked with wine.

"Whoa easy, calm down, I tell her. Yes, I'm an officer, please sit, are you hurt?"

'He hit me with a bottle of wine and when he turned and grabbed a knife; that's when I ran.'

She was emotional, I dialed 911 and reported a domestic violence at our address. I then asked her, 'where did he hit you?'

'He broke the bottle over my head. Here, she touched the top back of her head. I looked she was cut, bleeding, but not profusely. I suggested she needed to be professionally examined, but not likely requiring stitches. I told her I'd take her to E.R.

She requested to shower first, being sticky and stinky. So, I took several pics and a video first, just to confirm her state.'

When she's in the shower, I call the precinct and tell them she's with me and I'm taking her to Mercy hospital.

As I hang up from the call and head for the bedroom to change. Someone enters my apartment, first thought it's her attacker found her. I turn; it's my girlfriend Mel, with a stunned look on her face. At that exact moment, the victim comes out of the bathroom towel drying her hair, in my sweatshirt I lent her.

'Oh, Cory thank you, that was terrific, I really needed that.'

Mel screamed at me, threw her key and stormed out. I called out, tried stopping her, but she ran, before I could explain. I was in boxers, had a victim I needed to take to the hospital." He finished his fritter.

I asked, "So you took her to the hospital, curious did you later explain the situation to Mel?"

"I've tried so many times to contact Mel, even used a buddy's phone; she's ghosted me." Cory was visibly distressed, fighting tears. "I need to explain to her what happened. She's the love of my life. I was stunned at the coincidence." He sniffled, wiping his eyes with his sleeve. "Sorry, that has nothing to do with the case."

I felt his pain. "It's ok. Uh, I'd like to give you a hug, may I."

"Yes, I could use one, it's been a rough few days without Mel, such a terrible misunderstanding; my heart hurts, I know she was the one; I may have lost the love of my life; over the timing of an innocent misunderstanding."

We hug and I turn off the recorder.

"Cory, did Mel recently become a new detective?"

"Yes, she just transferred, that's another part of the problem, I don't know where she was transferred to, I'm searching for her."

"Cory, I know her, I think I can help you; I suggest you write a letter to Mel, explain what happened, the misunderstanding, and how you really feel about her. Buy a bouquet of flowers, attach the letter and send it to my detective department and I'll make sure she gets it."

We hug again and I assure him all will be fine. We exit together.

A few minutes after Cory leaves Mel comes to my Jeep.

"Teresa that was great, thank-you, you even got a hug; I have proof, he's such a cheating jerk."

"No Mel, you've got it all wrong, meet me at the station, we've got to hurry to prep for stakeout, but I've got a lot to share."

We leave the station in an old Ford from the compound, once parked, settled in on the stakeout, I speak.

"Mel, being a detective, your intentions should be to gather all pertinent information and evidence, then make an intelligent decision based on facts. You were emotional, and stormed out of Cory's apartment, before you listened to his side; you didn't get all the facts; he's attempted to explain, you've ghosted him?"

"I know what I saw." Mel retorted.

"Here listen to his statement." I played Cory's recording; Mel is crying before it's over.

"Oh, my gawd, what have I done, I've ruined both our lives." She is sobbing. I pass her some napkins from the burger bag. "We both know what you've done, the question should be; what are you going to do now?" I wait for her to regain her composure. "Mel don't concern yourself with what you've done. I already set in motion the reconciliation. You now need to come up with a superb way to forgive, forget and forge ahead."

As she's regaining her composure, wiping her tears, I text Cory: Detective Jones here, have you arranged the flowers and letter; and when's your next days off??

Reply: Yes, already done, a bouquet and letter scheduled for delivery tomorrow; and I start 4 days off day after tomorrow.

I text Cory: Do you have plans? LOL ... Not a come on; I'm sitting here with Mel; she heard the recording; I'm trying to arrange something special.

Reply: I haven't any serious plans.

I text Cory: Ok, keep your days off open.

Shortly after.

"I suggest you buy some extra special sexy lingerie and plan a sleepover with Cory. Fulfilling whatever role-playing fantasy he requests. I'll take you shopping tomorrow morning where Grant took me."

Back at the station, Mel leaves right away, I go to the captain.

"Cap, Mel had a bad breakup with her boyfriend of 3 years, it was a big misunderstanding when he got involved as a police officer, in a domestic dispute; she misread it and thought he was cheating. I know you believe mental stability is foremost in our profession, she needs a couple days to get it together."

"Ok, I'll grant her request for personal health days, have her submit it in writing."

I get home Grant's BBQing, he has ribs, and a vegetable skewer prepared.

As we're eating, I share my idea to help Cory and Mel reconcile.

"That's so awesome, you're always trying to help others, dayum I love you more every day, that's so sweet."

After supper we share a fatty and search resorts online, 3 tries and we find a nearby one with an available suite; we book it for 2 nights in Cory's name and I pay for it on my credit card.

"What now my love?" Grant asked, he's massaging my neck.

"Hmm, I'm in a shopping mood." I search out an adult sex store online. We spend an hour viewing, reading descriptions, discussing and end up ordering several items. I'm extremely horny from reading about the bondage and striking equipment we ordered.

Oh, Grant, take me to bed, cover my eyes, tie me up, spank, swat, whatever, please, I want you to ravish me however you want.

Upon entering the bedroom, he literally rips my top off, throws me on the bed.

"Oh, my gawd, yes Grant, this is what I want."

He gets a belt, a pair of panties, and tosses them beside me, locates a scarf and ties it over my eyes. I her him leave the room; my anticipation is skyrocketing, I'm getting hornier by the second, my mind racing in anticipation of what sort of obscene fucking I'm about to receive. I feel a shiver run through me as I touch my erect nipples. He returns and hands me an object, I use my fingers and discover it's a wooden spoon; another item, I calculate it's a bank card, then clothespins.

I feel a twinge in my belly and my twats tingling in anticipation.

"Oooo, Grant the expectation is erotically exciting."

I am handed 2 more items, a pair of tongs and an egg flipper.

Grant begins by ruggedly yanking off my pants, pushing, forcibly moving me, without any kissing, caressing, or fondling. Once I'm naked he roughly splays me out on the bed; he uses a pair of pantyhose to bind my wrists above my head, to the headboard. The panties are lightly used to caress and tease me, dragging it over my face, neck, shoulders, breasts, abdomen and legs. The smooth whisper soft touch ignites my nerve endings; it sets the mood for more pleasure to come, activating sensory receptors for more sensitivity, I'm writhing, highly aroused, moaning. The panties tickle as they pass over my thighs down to my ankles and back up the inside edge. Then circling my areoles, lightly brushing my hard nipple protrusions.

"Mmmm, uhh, hhuhhh." Over my shoulders, gliding sensuously over my neck. His fingers comb through my hair and I moan at his loving touch, we kiss passionately, tongues swirling, flicking.

He gently rolls me over, grazes his folded belt lightly across my shoulder blades and down my spine, pausing on my right bum cheek, to enhance the anticipated, pending infliction; he fiercely strikes my derriere, causing me to tense, cry out and quiver. 2 more sharp swats and he passionately caresses my fleshy mounds, gently kisses several areas on my heated bum, he swipes his tongue along the entire length of my crack, from the bottom to the top, wiggling the tip on my butthole.

"OHH, Grant that's so hot."

"Ow," he sharply pulls my hair, lifting my head; 3 hard strikes with the egg flipper on my buttocks. I am forcibly rolled over and my ankles are tied, restrained so my feet are wide, fully vulnerable. He inspects the blindfold to assure it's still in position. The smooth, cool, silk panties are very slowly dragged across my face, neck and breasts, my nipples are extra sensitive and rock hard, as he wiggles the flimsy material across the tips, it's extremely, erotic.

"Mmm, Hmmmm," I again moan at the sensuous sensations.

Grant is bestowing an enthralling balance of pain and pleasure, elevating my lust and desire.

I wince as the sharp edge of the thin, plastic card carves against the base of my nipple, circling the juncture of my nipple and my areoles, feeling like it might cut my nipples.

"UUNNgghhh, oh my gawd."

Starting at my ankle using a corner, it scrapes up the inside of my legs, streaking my thighs, again, it feels like it may be cutting the skin. As he teases my labia with the card edge on edge, his wet lips deposit a flurry of tiny tender kisses on my boobs, suckle and tug my nipples between his lips, then his teeth gingerly bite, and roll them.

"OOHHh Graaaaannnt." My body involuntarily responding to all the exciting stimulation, beginning to writhe, twist.

There is a pause, my mind once again racing, anxiously waiting for some new exhilarating sensation.

The tongs are cold, when they first touch the flesh of my soft tits, they pinch and pull my soft boobs; several progressively firmer pinches, then my labia are squeezed by the metal clamps.

I am amazed at the extent of my arousal from such basic items, also impressed with Grant's ingenuity and knowledge of what he's doing to me. He stretches my nipples with a thumb and forefinger and attaches a clothespin on each. It's erotic, titillating, possibly more exciting than store bought clamps.

He flitters the panties across my labia, then pinches the fleshly inner lips with his thumb and forefinger and tugs harshly with a twist.

"Ow." I cringe as he snips my clit with his finger. It stung but was extremely arousing. Next his fingers push my clit hood off and his teeth grasp and gently grind my sensitive nub.

"OOOHHH SSSHHIITT!" I groan as I don't dare move anxious about him hurting my delicate, sensitive kernel., I'm on the threshold of a shivering, sensational climax.

A feverish pitch, combining fear and passion, teetering an orgasm on every intense touch. Balancing on the precipice, the pinnacle of an orgasm but wanting to resist, to participate in more arousing foreplay. The pain I'm feeling is miniscule, as it's interpreted as fervid pleasure, it's exhilarating, and I am certainly anticipating an explosive climax.

He moves on the bed reaching across me, a cold wet drip hits my nipple, it takes a second to register, an ice cube dripping, a couple drops on each nipple; then he presses the cold hard cube, forcing my erect nipple into my soft melon, I shiver and writhe as each cold contact causes a stirring of my senses; then one's held in my belly button. The cube slides slowly lower, touches my clit, pressed firmly.

"OHHHH, MYYY;" wild, invigorating, discomfort and sensuality combined, the melting cold drips run down my labia. I feel a second cold cube press against my anus.

"UUHHHH, OOOHHHH."

{'Holy fuck, I'm struggling to not climax, it's spectacular, unique, wild, wonderful.'}

"HHUUUHHH" I gasp, shocked as its inserted, forced past my tight sphincter, that refocuses my attention quickly; glad it was mostly melted, not a fresh square one. The cold item in my hot orifice is bewildering, but it melts nearly instantly, leaving me wet and excited.

I feel my inner lips stretched and 3 clothespins attached, pinching each lip; the sharp grip is quite thrilling.

The loud slap, the sting of the wooden spoon on my belly is next, the flat back strikes the underside of my tits and I yelp at the punishing swat.

I am writhing, thinking that's enough pain, make me cum now. I feel my labia being manipulated, it's the tongs, being used to open me, the creativity is lubricious and builds my desire higher. With my vagina spread an object rubs my inner walls, no idea what it is, but the stimulation is working, and I feel my climax once again rapidly approaching.

The clothespins are lightly tugged before removing and the sensual rubbing of the tiny round object on my inner walls increases my sensitivity, it finds and pokes my g spot. I groan loudly as the pins are violently swatted off my nipples. As I am moaning and nearing a tumultuous orgasm, everything stops, I am shuddering, waiting on the cusp of the convulsions of a powerful climax.

Several agonizing seconds pass, I'm moaning writhing heaving.

My anxiety overtakes my thoughts; abruptly, bam, the slim round object is injected into my anal cavity, I wince and yelp at the shocking invasion. There was no discomfort, it was unexpected, yet very nearly was enough to tip the teeter tottering orgasm. The lubricated object becomes increasingly faster, and Grants mouth stimulates my clit and the combination of sucking on my clit and the vigorous invasion in my rectum creates a thunderous explosion of delightful emotions, and my body stiffens, arches, then quakes.

"HHHOOOLLLLEEEE FUUUUCK, UUUHHH HHUUUUHHH!"

I let out a massive groan as another wave washes over me. Grant leaves the object in my ass and quickly maneuvers to penetrate my cunt with his dick.

He plunges his hard 8" cock, fast and furious and I respond with upward thrusts, we rock in unison, my orgasms are swift, indistinguishable if it's several or one continuous multiple.

Grant's teeth grind my nipple, while thumbing my clit as he disperses his hot sperm into my love channel.

"OOOHHHH MMMYYYY GGAAAAWWWD, YYYAAAAASSSSS!"

He falls on me spent, hugging me tightly, his hips still occasionally jerk, I spasm with each thrust. I whisper. "My gawd Grant that was unbelievable, where did you learn all that?"

Very much out of breath he responds. "I've been doing some research on the subject. I've learnt much more, but." He inhales sharply, "I'm done, another time."

"Oh, my love I can't imagine, Ooooo, tomorrow?"

He unties me and we cuddle.

"Grant, our lovemaking has become phenomenal. I love you so much."

We make out, before falling asleep spooning.