The Detective
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Category:
Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
3,509
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
The Detective
The Detective
Prologue: Summer is my favorite time of year besides spring. This particular evening was the start of something beautiful. I would not categorize myself as a risk-taker. This particular instance I did something totally out of character. I was on my way home from work one hot summer July. I worked in Manhattan as Quality Assurance Manager for a big insurance company. The job was sometimes very demanding and this was one of those times. I usually took the Express Bus to Staten Island, but on this particular night I chose to ride the Staten Island Ferry. The Ferry is the cheapest and most romantic ride in the city and when the weather is so hot, soothing.
He watched me from the moment I boarded the boat only I didn’t know it at first. I sat down in a section away from the rest of the passengers. It’s my way of decompressing. He sat in the same area. I was reading a book and noticed every now and then that he was looking right at me. I became intrigued. He was about early forties, sandy hair, blue eyes and nice athletic build. Oh, and did I say he was white. Shit like that didn’t much matter to me especially when he’s cute. Damn he was fine. I’m a black female about 5’9, 130 pounds and nice build. My complexion is like the color of caramel and flawless. I’m 33 and wondering why this man is looking at me so hard.
First I was defensive. I thought he was looking for some brown sugar or maybe find out if my kitty cat was the same color as the white chicks. I was used to men staring at my breast being 40D and built like a brickhouse, but this look cut right through me to my soul. He seemed to sense what I was looking for, for a very long time, satisfaction. What turned me on about the whole scenario was the visualization of our bodies meshed as one in the heat of passion. The sweat that dripped from his body to mine caused me to shudder as if in the mist of an orgasm. This man didn’t miss a thing. I closed my eyes and thinking of this fantasy. When I opened my eyes he was looking right at me and was smiling.
I boldly looked him right in the eye and wondered to myself what the hell was I doing. Did I really want some of that? Hell yeah. My eyes moved over his body drinking in every inch. I noticed he had a gun strapped to his leg, which only turned me on more. He could either be a gangster or a cop. I opted for the latter. He was dressed like a cop in wing- tipped shoes, khakis, crisp white shirt and tie. I was thinking that I was glad to be wearing my matching Victoria’s Secret bra and thong. I wore a wrap dress that accented all my curves. I wore heels with no stockings. As I crossed my legs to try and ebb my building desire, he licked his lips. The next move was was on me. Since the Ferry was practically empty, I motioned for him to join me in the Ladies’ room. As I made my was to the Ladies’ room, my crotch was on fire. It longed to be sucked, nibbled and fucked. I was also panicked. I have never done anything like this before and it was exciting. He allowed me just enough time to splash water on my face and get my thoughts together. I walked to the last stall and waited. Five minutes passed and I thought he lost his nerve when I heard the door open. Heavy feet were walking in my direction and I knew it was he.
He started to speak but I put my fingers on his lips so as not to break the spell. He sucked each finger and then he kissed me. Our tongues dueled for domination forever. His kisses and his smell made me have my first real orgasm. He pinned me against the stall door and started kissing me again starting at my neck. He slowly kissed my neck as he pinched my already hard nipples. He moved his mouth down to my left breast then my right biting each nipple on the way. His free hand opened my dress. A low groan escaped his lips and I knew I had him. He gave me a look like he wanted to eat me alive. His mouth continued to move along my flat stomach and with his tongue he moved my thong and got busy on my clit. I was on fire. I lifted my leg over his shoulder to allow better access. I ran my fingers through his curly hair making damn sure he did not deviate from the task at hand-devouring my pussy. Nobody had ever made me come like this. His mouth was exquisite. I was now on the verge of my second orgasm and shook from head to toe. He had my love juice all over his mouth. He seductively licked it off. It was now my turn to go downtown. I pinned him to the same wall. I rubbed his crotch and he moaned loudly. I unbuckled his pants. As they fell to the floor along with his underwear, his dick hit me in the face. He was at full attention and his dick seemed to be engorged purple. The first lick and pre-cum oozed like candy. I moved my tongue in a circular motion over his head and moved faster and faster making sure to caress and suck his balls as well. I knew he was on the verge of oblivion. I thought I would torture him some more. I deep-throated him and I thought he was going to lose it. He pumped wildly. I had to slow him down and did so by removing my mouth. A wicked grin crossed my mouth as his eyes begged me to continue. The second deep-throat caused his legs to almost buckle from under him. The third time was the charm. I took all eight inches of cock in my mouth and slowly worked my way to the head of his dick moving my tongue in a circular motion again. He almost came on the spot. He quickly pulled me to my feet. I was now facing the wall. He lifted my dress, moved my thong to one side and slapped my ass. I was on fire. With each slap, I wanted him to bury his bone deep within me. He took me by surprise and entered me with all the force he had. We were now moving in unison bucking wildly. As I reached my orgasm, he covered my mouth so nobody would hear me scream. As he came, my walls tightened around him in order to get every drop. He let out a low moan.
We slowly disengaged; kissed some more and he left. I splashed water on my fiery crotch and wondered when the next time would be. As I exited the Ladies’ room he handed me a card with his phone number, cell. And email address. I guess he was leaving nothing to chance until the next time.
Prologue: Summer is my favorite time of year besides spring. This particular evening was the start of something beautiful. I would not categorize myself as a risk-taker. This particular instance I did something totally out of character. I was on my way home from work one hot summer July. I worked in Manhattan as Quality Assurance Manager for a big insurance company. The job was sometimes very demanding and this was one of those times. I usually took the Express Bus to Staten Island, but on this particular night I chose to ride the Staten Island Ferry. The Ferry is the cheapest and most romantic ride in the city and when the weather is so hot, soothing.
He watched me from the moment I boarded the boat only I didn’t know it at first. I sat down in a section away from the rest of the passengers. It’s my way of decompressing. He sat in the same area. I was reading a book and noticed every now and then that he was looking right at me. I became intrigued. He was about early forties, sandy hair, blue eyes and nice athletic build. Oh, and did I say he was white. Shit like that didn’t much matter to me especially when he’s cute. Damn he was fine. I’m a black female about 5’9, 130 pounds and nice build. My complexion is like the color of caramel and flawless. I’m 33 and wondering why this man is looking at me so hard.
First I was defensive. I thought he was looking for some brown sugar or maybe find out if my kitty cat was the same color as the white chicks. I was used to men staring at my breast being 40D and built like a brickhouse, but this look cut right through me to my soul. He seemed to sense what I was looking for, for a very long time, satisfaction. What turned me on about the whole scenario was the visualization of our bodies meshed as one in the heat of passion. The sweat that dripped from his body to mine caused me to shudder as if in the mist of an orgasm. This man didn’t miss a thing. I closed my eyes and thinking of this fantasy. When I opened my eyes he was looking right at me and was smiling.
I boldly looked him right in the eye and wondered to myself what the hell was I doing. Did I really want some of that? Hell yeah. My eyes moved over his body drinking in every inch. I noticed he had a gun strapped to his leg, which only turned me on more. He could either be a gangster or a cop. I opted for the latter. He was dressed like a cop in wing- tipped shoes, khakis, crisp white shirt and tie. I was thinking that I was glad to be wearing my matching Victoria’s Secret bra and thong. I wore a wrap dress that accented all my curves. I wore heels with no stockings. As I crossed my legs to try and ebb my building desire, he licked his lips. The next move was was on me. Since the Ferry was practically empty, I motioned for him to join me in the Ladies’ room. As I made my was to the Ladies’ room, my crotch was on fire. It longed to be sucked, nibbled and fucked. I was also panicked. I have never done anything like this before and it was exciting. He allowed me just enough time to splash water on my face and get my thoughts together. I walked to the last stall and waited. Five minutes passed and I thought he lost his nerve when I heard the door open. Heavy feet were walking in my direction and I knew it was he.
He started to speak but I put my fingers on his lips so as not to break the spell. He sucked each finger and then he kissed me. Our tongues dueled for domination forever. His kisses and his smell made me have my first real orgasm. He pinned me against the stall door and started kissing me again starting at my neck. He slowly kissed my neck as he pinched my already hard nipples. He moved his mouth down to my left breast then my right biting each nipple on the way. His free hand opened my dress. A low groan escaped his lips and I knew I had him. He gave me a look like he wanted to eat me alive. His mouth continued to move along my flat stomach and with his tongue he moved my thong and got busy on my clit. I was on fire. I lifted my leg over his shoulder to allow better access. I ran my fingers through his curly hair making damn sure he did not deviate from the task at hand-devouring my pussy. Nobody had ever made me come like this. His mouth was exquisite. I was now on the verge of my second orgasm and shook from head to toe. He had my love juice all over his mouth. He seductively licked it off. It was now my turn to go downtown. I pinned him to the same wall. I rubbed his crotch and he moaned loudly. I unbuckled his pants. As they fell to the floor along with his underwear, his dick hit me in the face. He was at full attention and his dick seemed to be engorged purple. The first lick and pre-cum oozed like candy. I moved my tongue in a circular motion over his head and moved faster and faster making sure to caress and suck his balls as well. I knew he was on the verge of oblivion. I thought I would torture him some more. I deep-throated him and I thought he was going to lose it. He pumped wildly. I had to slow him down and did so by removing my mouth. A wicked grin crossed my mouth as his eyes begged me to continue. The second deep-throat caused his legs to almost buckle from under him. The third time was the charm. I took all eight inches of cock in my mouth and slowly worked my way to the head of his dick moving my tongue in a circular motion again. He almost came on the spot. He quickly pulled me to my feet. I was now facing the wall. He lifted my dress, moved my thong to one side and slapped my ass. I was on fire. With each slap, I wanted him to bury his bone deep within me. He took me by surprise and entered me with all the force he had. We were now moving in unison bucking wildly. As I reached my orgasm, he covered my mouth so nobody would hear me scream. As he came, my walls tightened around him in order to get every drop. He let out a low moan.
We slowly disengaged; kissed some more and he left. I splashed water on my fiery crotch and wondered when the next time would be. As I exited the Ladies’ room he handed me a card with his phone number, cell. And email address. I guess he was leaving nothing to chance until the next time.