Grant Dunlap fucked Samantha three times before either of them felt like talking. "I don't think there's a thing wrong with your cock," she said in a soft, breathy voice.
"With you, my cock's just fine."
"Things rough at home?"
He grinned, recalling her nagging demands. "My marriage could improve and still be terrible."
"I'm sorry." Samantha leaned over and gently stroked his cock.
"It comes with this badge," he warned.
"You don't have to tell me. My father was a cop."
"Was?"
She nodded with a look of sadness filling her bright eyes. Grant felt her stroking hand tense on his prick shaft. "He started drinking to forget the stress. Even on duty. One night, he walked into a liquor store to buy another pint. There was an armed robbery going down, and he caught two barrels of buckshot before he could even think to draw his gun."
"Hey, I'm the one who should be feeling sorry for you." He put his hand over hers and squeezed it softly.
"No, let's quit feeling sorry for each other and have fun. I'm really anxious to try out that sunken tub. That is, if you think we have time."
"We've got plenty."
Samantha wiggled her hand free and walked into the bathroom to start water running into the tub. "Do you think the lieutenant really believed that line of shit you gave him?"
"Probably not. He didn't get to be a lieutenant by being stupid. But I think he's relieved that you and I are getting along. He'll give us same slack."
"One cop always looks out for another," she remarked.
"If we don't look out for each other, nobody else will."
"Why don't you come here and look out for me?" She slid into the tub and gave a long sigh as the water came up around her legs.
"Sure… that's what partners are for." Grant eased down into the tub. There was a curved tile seat along one side. He pulled up close to her and rested a hand on her thigh as the water climbed high enough to cover her silvery spread of cunt hair.
"It has one of those jet-pump things that swirls the water around," she said.
She reached out and turned it on. Warm, soothing bubbles stirred the surface and churned around them both. She felt beneath the foam and found the soft, floating length of his cock. She began to stroke it with a slow, relaxing motion of her hand.
"That's better than any electric pump," Grant said.
"I should have sucked your prick before the water got so deep." It was lapping at the nipples of her tits. The steaming vapor rose and started her silver-blonde curls going limp. They hugged her pretty face like a veil.
Grant shut the water off and leaned back to savor the joys of her anxious hand. It surged up and down, creating waves all over the surface.
"I don't care how deep the water is. I'm going to suck your big cock anyway." She gulped a breath and sank her head toward his crotch. Her hair glistened among the bubbling waves and slipped out of sight.
"Huuuunnnngh!" Grant groaned! He couldn't see clearly through the stir of bubbles, but he could feel her lips close around his cock head. Her tongue teased around the bulging rim and down onto his hard prick shaft.
The beat of the swirling water and the stroke of her hand combined to give him another giant hard-on. After the doubts he'd had about his manhood, this latest erection was sheer delight.
Samantha felt weightless beneath the surface. Her head could rise as effortlessly as a bubble. She held her breath and lapped her way down his prick again. The heated water softened his cock hair. It felt as sleek as wet fur against her sucking lips.
"Hhhmmmmm," she purred, but Grant couldn't hear the sound. It came from her lips as sparkling bubbles that rose and burst.
He began to wonder how long Samantha could hold her breath. It seemed she'd been down a long time – long enough to make his cock swell aching-hard again. He could feel his fucker throb with new vigor in the snug wet tube of her throat.
Samantha kept bobbing in a strange world of weightless joy, gliding her lips up and down until her lungs burned with a need for air. That added to her eerie sense of bliss. Her mind became fogged for lack of oxygen, her thoughts limp and tangled as the silvery hair that flashed around her face.
Grant had left his digital watch on the rim of the tube. He watched the seconds flash on the display. Ten. Twenty. Thirty. And she'd been down at least that long before he started keeping track.
A full minute passed, and he began to worry. The pull of her lips and the wave-like pulses in her throat had a light and dreamy feel. He groaned, loving the way she sucked his prick in and went gliding back with a feathery touch.
"Hhhhaaaaa!" she gasped, popping up without warning. "Hhhooooo!" She gulped in cooling breath. "That was so much fun, I almost passed out!"
"Hhhmmmm, yeah… me too, and I could breathe."
Dripping beads of water flashed in the silver ringlets that framed her face. They weren't as bright as her leering grin. "Now that your prick is big and hot, let's try a submarine fuck. My pussy should be really tight with all the oils and jism steamed away!"
"You horny little toad!"
She giggled with girlish delight and turned to face him with her legs spread, letting herself down slowly on the upraised shaft of his cock. She gripped his broad shoulders for support, wincing when she felt the heat and stiffness of his cock.
Grant gave a moan of mixed pleasure and pain. "Goddamn, your little pussy is tighter than a virgin's!"
"And hotter too, I'll bet." The heat from the near-scalding bath seemed to be seeping in through ever pore.
"Yeahunnnngh! I'm not even sure I can get the damn thing in."
"Hhhhuuuuummm, you'll manage. Hhhooo, there. I must have half of your cock in me now." Her eyes clamped shut with the strain and pleasure of delight.
Water had not reached into the depths of her cunt. Grant felt the slick warmth of fuck honey flowing around the knob of his cock. "Aaahhhh," he sighed, slipping his hands beneath the cheeks of her ass. He lifted her, amazed by how easy it was with the water supporting most of her weight.
He dragged his cock almost all the way out, then curled his fingers in the domes of her ass and pulled her down again.
"Gruuuunnngh! Somebody just torpedoed my submarine!" she gasped.
He let her writhe and twist almost weightlessly on the shaft of his cock. She threw her shoulders back to change the angle and feel his rigid prick press on different nerves.
"This is a great way to fuck!" she cried.
"Any way is great with you!" Grant found himself so near rapture that he wondered if Veronica could ever excite or satisfy him again. And then he decided that that didn't matter. He had a cop's fatalistic view… fuck tonight because tomorrow you might get your ass shot off.
"I wish I could move faster. The force of the water slows me down."
"Let's see what we can do about that." He clapped one hand above on the creamy taper of her thigh. He could drive her down with that and reach the nub of her clit with his fingertip.
"Oooohhhhhhhoooo!" she thrilled. New shocks of joy began as soon as he touched that little clit.
He spread his other hand beneath her ass to lift her up. One hand was plenty with the water to help lift her lithe body. The tip of his middle finger slipped into the crack of her ass and pressed on its snug, puckered rim.
"Huuunnngh! Shit! Hhhhmmmm, not my ass too!"
"That's just the tip of my finger. Wait until I fuck your sexy little ass." He wiggled his finger into her shit hole until the second knuckle was inside.
Samantha cringed not sure whether it was tingling pleasure or the first warning of pain she felt. "Do you really want to fuck my ass?" she asked in a quaking voice.
"I want to fuck you every way it can be done."
"But fucking ass is a felony in this state," she reminded him with a lewd grin. She had decided it was pleasure she felt – sharp, stabbing joy.
"SO arrest me… I'll plead insanity. I'm crazy for you, Sam."
"I can tell! Huuuunnnngh!"
He had his finger all the way up her ass now, and the other one was spinning around on her clit while he lifted her up and down on his stiff cock.
Her rocking up and down sloshed waves all over the surface. Water splashed over the rim of the tub and ran lazily across the floor. She grunted deep in her throat, still able to taste his cum. Each gulping breath of steaming vapor she took seemed to freshen the spicy tang.
Grant sucked in one of her bobbing tits while he lifted and dropped her on his cock, spiking her ass and twirling her clit all at once.
"Qooooh, Jeeezzzuuuus! Don't pull my nipple off!" Her passions flared from the multiple shocks. She didn't think she could take any more… and she knew she couldn't stop.
"You're going to make me cum!" she cried. "Oooooh, shit – this is going to be the best climax yet!"
"For me too!" Grant could feel the frantic pulsing of her ass and the throbbing in the deep reaches of her silky cunt. He couldn't imagine where it came from after all the fucking they'd done, but his balls felt heavy with another load of cum.
That marvelous agony began again, the swell of hot pressure as his jism welled up. Samantha felt him tense, shivering despite the heat of the water that surrounded them. Then he gasped, dropped her hard on his cock, and let his big prick fire and vent all its fury in her cunt.
"Huuuunnnngh!" she growled. "Ooooooh, God! You've got enough cum to fill the tub!"
He grinned, taut-lipped with grunting pleasure. Samantha's arms coiled around his neck, clinging wildly like the sheath of her cunt.
"Oooooh, Grant – I love you! I worship your big cock. Aaaagggghhh, shit! I'm so fucking jealous of your lucky wife!"
When the last towering wave of Veronica's triple climax had swelled and faded into memory, she lay still, stricken by the horrors of what she had done. Shining dribbles of cum glossed her lips. Without the heat and excitement of Jason's cock twitching and throbbing in her throat, she could taste the jizz clearly, and she realized what slick, disgusting slime it was. It tasted like pus from a festering wound.
Hunk had eased his giant cock out of her ass, but it seemed she could still feel it throb. Her stretched and ravaged shit hole was jerking wildly, trying to reshape itself to normal size. Bach tremor sent a burning shock of anguish to the base of her skull. Her head rocked and twisted with each painful burst. Tangled waves of silky brown hair brushed her cheek. The softness of her hair only reminded her of how brutal and ugly the rest of it had been.
Billy Chapman pulled out of her cunt and now stood by the bed between his two friends. They all grinned maliciously when she began to sob. The gut-wrenching spasms made thick cum ooze from her pussy and her ass. She could feel it dripping on her thighs, and it made her skin crawl.
"I think she liked sucking cock the best," Chapman said.
"Yeah!" Jason beamed with pride.
Hunk stared at her lips, entranced by the way they moved. He poked Jason with his elbow – a jab meant in fun but hard enough to knock the smaller boy down. "If she liked sucking your little cock, she ought ta go fucking crazy when she gets a taste of mine!"
"I think we should give her all three… line up side-by-side and let her suck them all," Chap said with cruel delight.
Veronica finally became aware of what they were saying. "No," she pleaded softly. "Jesus Christ, NO! Fuck me if you want to. Take turns. I'll fuck you all…"
"Later," Chap said. "Right now, there isn't one of us with a cock stiff enough to fuck. You're gonna get down on your knees and fix that, bitch. You're gonna suck and suck until our cocks get hard enough to stuff your pussy full."
All of his hatred for cops in general and Grant Dunlap in particular came boiling up like bitter stomach acid; Chap thought fucking Dunlap's wife would ease his smoldering rage, but it hadn't yet.
"I gotta piss first," Jason said anxiously. Now that his fiery lust had cooled, he was worried about what they'd done. And he worried more about what Dunlap would do if he found out. Fear wrenched his gut and gave him a tremendous need to piss.
"Me too," Hunk said. "Wonder where the john is in this house."
"Who cares? Let's all piss on her."
"Aaaggghh!" Veronica slithered to the far side of the bed, determined to escape.
Hunk snagged her ankle and dragged her back. Chapman grabbed her other leg, and they spread them wide, pitching her over on her back.
"We'll pretend it's that fucking cop husband of hers we're making drink piss," Chap said with an evil grin. "That bastard whipped the piss out of me after he'd cuffed my hands behind my back. It's about time to settle that old score." A high cackle of vicious mirth split from his lips.
Shit, we can't get into any worse trouble than we have already, Jason thought. And he did have to piss something awful. He aimed at her furry brown cunt muff and let the yellow stream fly.
It splattered and ran down on to the bed, dissolving and washing away globs of cum. She moaned and closed her eyes, already sick from the stench rising from between her legs.
"Somebody wash off her mouth," Chap suggested. "I don't want her sucking my cock with a mouthful of Jason's cum."
"Hugh-hugh-hugh," Hunk laughed. He had no personal reason to hate the cop Grant Dunlap. Their paths had never crossed. But the sight of his sexy wife stirred resentment of an even worse kind. The good-looking bitches all laughed and turned away from him when they had the chance. They giggled behind his back and whispered about how big and fucking dumb he was.
He grinned with bitter satisfaction and took careful aim at her quivering lips. When the stinging yellow spray hit her mouth, she felt a heaving of disgust. She felt like she had to puke, but didn't dare open her mouth. She writhed instead and fought back the grinding swell of torment.
"Heh-heh-heh!" Chap laughed. "Look at her squirm. Look how it makes her big tits swell and jiggle. Even that pig husband of yours won't want to touch your tits when he finds out you've been swimming in piss!" He splattered her tits with a third golden stream and reveled in the way it made her squirm.
"Pretend you're in a hot tub," Jason said. "Enjoy the heat and a soothing water massage!"
"Fucker!" she groaned without parting her lips.
Veronica refused to believe that any of this could possibly be happening to her. It was the only way she could deal with her tremendous loathing – by pretending that it wasn't there. By imagining that she was nowhere at all.
Her mind could escape by sinking into a trance-like state, but her lush body remained trapped and helpless with legs spread wide. It suffered and then began to enjoy the reeking warmth. She was floating again, and it didn't matter where or in what. It was warm and swirling and it made her tingle with relief.
Chap lost interest as soon as he saw her clenched lips curve in a perverse grin. By then, he'd pissed himself dry. He gave his thick cock a shake and began stroking it with his hand.
Jason vented his bladder and his fears together. Hell, if the sultry bitch could actually enjoy what we're doing to her, why should I worry?
Hunk finished last thinking: If she likes being pissed on, she's gotta be dumber than me! That brought a flicker of sympathy into his dull mind.
"It's time to wake up and suck!" Chap said with a sneer. Her body was still trembling as though it were still being hit by their searing streams of piss.
"Yeah, come on… down on your knees!" Jason hand-jacked his cock and grunted urgently, waiting for Chap and Hunk to drag her ass off the bed.
It only took a slight tug. Veronica, by then, had retreated far into a dreamy tunnel of bliss. She sank to her knees and grinned foolishly at the three of them, her eyes wide and vacant like two calm pools of mirror-bright water.
"Which cock should I suck first?" she asked herself out loud. Her voice reflected no more concern than when she was trying to decide which dress to wear for the wonderful evening she had planned.
"I've already sucked yours, Jason. And Billy, yours isn't big enough to interest me." Some part of her subconscious was still functioning and taking revenge the only way it could – by calling him Billy and insulting his cock.
"You fucking cunt!" He slapped her across the face. Then he backhanded her with another vicious swipe that left the red imprint of his knuckles on her cheek.
She grinned up at him and smiled, too far gone to even feel the pain. "It doesn't matter how hard you slap me, Billy. Your withered little prick is still too small."
"Stupid cunt!" He whipped back his hand to let her have it again.
"Leave her be!" Hunk growled. He saw the way Veronica was gazing fondly at his huge cock, smiling and wetting her lips with anxious sweeps of her tongue.
Chapman felt a burst of rage but managed to contain it. What the shit, why tangle with that big, stupid gorilla? He thought. Let her try to suck his huge cock. It would be more punishing than another slap across the face.
"I've never seen a cock as big and beautiful as yours," she cooed in a faraway voice. "I can't wait to see if I can swallow it all!" She gripped his fucker and guided the thick head toward her lips.
In a normal state of mind, she never would have tried to suck down a cock even half the size of his. Her throat would have shriveled, shut in fear. But in her mood of utter detachment, she found it easy, even thrilling. She opened her mouth wide, tilted her head, and let her sultry throat conform itself to his cock's massive girth.
"Aaaahhhh," she gasped just before his cock filled her throat and choked off all sound. "Huummph."
Chap winced and blinked: Hunk's big cock reeked with the scent of her ass, and it must have tasted like a bag of wet manure, but she was licking and sucking like she'd never tasted anything better.
Hunk gave a grunt when her gliding lips reached the base of his prick shaft. The fluid, clinging pulse-waves in her throat did fabulous things to his nerves. He hissed sharply from the swell of wild joy, and his cock began to fire in the murky depths of her throat.
Chap watched the way her chest heaved and her craning neck rippled as she gulped down shot after shot of cum. Her eyes glazed with joy, and he thought: "Christ, we've turned her into a fantastic fuck machine. We may have done that damn cop a favor!"
Jason, the timid one, didn't see it quite that way. He was eager to feel the frantic pull of her lips on his prick again nd the wolfish hunger deep in her throat, but he was thinking: We've fucked her head. Her God damned mind is gone! And he wondered if her sanity would ever return.