CSI: Cunt Scene Investigations
Introduction:
A sexy story of one night on the squad.
Some say (and I wholeheartedly agree) that it is the most well policed county in the state. I keep this town safe with an iron will, and, an iron cock. There are a lot of things that go on behind closed doors that aren’t made public- like our unorthodox methods for getting information out of prisoners. You know what they say: a bit of cum goes a long way, and no crim hasn’t buckled yet after our top-secret, 10 hour long bukkake sessions. If 10 hours isn’t enough, just rinse and repeat. I grew to love this ritual so much that I would become addicted to watching at home our security tapes of the event, much to my wifes’ consternation.
Anyway, let me begin the story: me and the squad had gone to investigate a possible hideout of a wanted crim. A chick. When I saw her mugshot back at the office I grew an instant boner. She was pallid and gaunt looking: a typical meth whore. But something sexy shone through, and found its way directly to the largest (and most important) organ in my body. She was that type – in another life she’d be a model or a mermaid – something beautiful and mystical. Tonight, however, she was wanted for murder and prostitution charges. God, I’m not an unfaithful husband, but as I strolled out of the building I could only think about how I was going to find and pound this tight pussy.
Finding the house was easy, and I gave my men a sign to wait outside and hold the perimeter. Holding my gun, I kicked the door down and entered swiftly, my penis rock hard and straining against my pants.
BAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMMMMM!
The door crashed open to reveal a single, empty darkened room with a staircase leading upwards. Fuck. She was teasing me, the bitch must be upstairs. My heart was pounding like a hammer, but the blood coursing through my cock was pumping so fast and hard I found it difficult to breathe.
PUMP. PUMP. PUMP. PUMP. PUMP. PUMP.
I panted heavily.
PUFFFFF. PUUUUFFFFF.
My wife hadn’t put out for weeks, the bitch was always too tired, and I probably had gallons of semen to release: I needed a cum hungry whore to satisfy.
PUMP. PUMP. PUMP. PUMP. PUMP. PUMP.
I sprinted upstairs and there she was, spread out like the dirty whore I knew she would be. Fingering herself, and inserting an unusual sex toy into her anus. A longer glance later confirmed it to be a didgeridoo.
She looked up with pure surprise.
‘Who are you?’
Then she glanced at my clearly visible erection.
PUMP. PUMP. PUMP. PUMP. PUMP. PUMP.
‘Oh…’ She smiled widely.
‘Baby. I don’t know who sent you here but I just love black guys…’ But I wasn’t listening. I hurried forward, got close to her. Penis exploded out of fabric and into waiting mouth. Cumming instantly, I filled her mouth with semen and it spilled out all over her face. She smiled appreciatively and laughed beautifully.
‘Ha ha ha!’
‘Black cock, baby.’ I replied with a grin. ‘Enough said.’
I began slapping her face with my penis, SLAP, SLAP, SLAP, SLAP, and with each slap it grew more and more erect until I knew it was time to go again.
Seizing the didgeridoo I hurriedly inserted it into her anus. Cock in hand, I kept slapping her face until it was red. It was time. I inserted the beast in her tight, wet, awaiting mound.
‘Oooooooooooohhhh yeeeah baby.’
I began pumping her with the beast whilst playing the didgeridoo. It was a beautiful symphony to our frenzied lovemaking. She began to moan loudly,
‘Ohhhhhhhhh ohhhhhhhhhhhh ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.’
I replied with an extended didgeridoo call:
BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGBGGGGGGBGGGGGGGGBGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGBBBBBBBBBBBBBGGGGG.
It was an unbelievable turn on, and suddenly I was spurting semen again, I pulled out quickly and somehow fit my dick into the didgeridoo. The semen flowed down into her anus – and at the moment we both had the best orgasm of our lives.
‘OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH’ We screamed simultaneously.
BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGBGGGGGGBGGGGGGGGBGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGBBBBBBBBBBBBBGGGGG went the didgeridoo as I brought my mouth to it again and again.
With such a racket being made, I spun around, expecting to see my men watching from the doorway. They were – incredulously. This must be the end, I thought sadly. But each one had such a straining, rock hard erection that I began to have second thoughts. Mabye this is just beginning, I mused, with a gleam in my eye…
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