Sharing my collection of 'Erotica stories'

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Just like to share some 'erotica' stories which I collected some years ago.

Do note that none was written by me, stories may or may not be fictional.
Just treat them as erotic-sex fantasy novels.

The 1st story is titled: A Cop Too Far (written by Vargas111).

Hope bros who are reading will enjoy as much as I did.

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A Cop Too Far

Little by little consciousness seeped back into the happily addled brain of Special Agent Barbara Black. She thought it must be afternoon. The night seemed so long ago; she didn't remember much about it. She closed her eyes again, feeling good -- relaxed and ... satisfied. That was it; she recognized the feeling. She had been fucked last night and totally sated sexually. The man who had bedded her must have had a prick the size of a donkey and the stamina to match to do this kind of job on her, she reflected dreamily. Getting laid had never before left her quite so zonked so many hours later. But where was she and what kind of man could fuck her so good as to make her blackout the last 10 12 hours. In fact, how long had it been? She realized she had no idea of the time. Deliberately, as if drugged, she attempted to look at her watch. Her right arm didn't respond. With mild annoyance, she realized her hands and feet were bound to a bed with soft but strong scarves.

Mild annoyance? Why wasn't she incensed? Outraged? Could a night of even the best sex damp her normally take-charge personally? How could a man's prick pounding her senseless -- even several times -- make her so docile? However good she felt, she had to reconstruct what had happened! Slowly it started coming back to her.

*****

Barbara was sitting in the Agency van with her partner Carol Burke outside the apartment of drug kingpin, Nick Botero waiting for the set-up delivery to make the arrest. It had been a strange, sexually charged conversation. The weird part began when out of the blue Carol had asked, "Don't you sometimes get tired of being tough and domineering with men? Particularly since most criminals are men?"

"On the contrary," Barbara laughed. "I rather enjoy exercising power over men. I comes in handy with Robert," she giggled. "I have him very well trained. I show him some tit or wiggle my ass at him, and he is incapable of saying no to anything I demand."

"That's just it." Carol replied. "If your boyfriend does only what you tell him to do, you already know you will enjoy it. He can never take you to places you don't already know."

"What kind of places do you mean?"

"I mean, don't you think it would be fun to be submissive sometimes, let a powerful man take over your sex life, make you do things *he* wants you to do."

"Not my cup of tea, or yours either, I thought," Barbara said eyeing her partner strangely. Carol was infamous as a heartbreaker, certainly not the submissive type. None of her boyfriends lasted long and many were near suicidal when Carol -- inevitably - grew bored and dumped them. But while the torrid affair lasted, Carol could keep a man very happy. Still, now that Barbara thought about it, Carol did seem more subdued lately. Most unlike herself, she hadn't been bragging about how rich or how hunky her latest conquest was. Barbara and the other women working on the secret Operation "Lights Out" surmised that Carol was finally in love, but no one knew anything about the mystery man who seemed at last to have pulled the reins in on the wanton Miss Blake.

"Speaking of tea, have some more," Carol said. Barbara was usually a strong black coffee woman, but before she could object, Carol was refilling Barbara's cup from a thermos. "It'll soon be time to go get Botero. To bad he's a narco kingpin. Have you seen him? He's cute and built like a bull. Sometimes when I have him staked out, I wonder what it would be like to have him in me. I'll bet he fucks good!" Carol remarked a few minutes later.

"Carol! Don't talk that way." Barbara was not shushing Carol just on principle. In fact over the last hour or so as they waited, she had gradually become aware of a kind of restlessness. Damn Carol Burke! Her sexy talk about dominance and submission and being taken places she didn't want to go was getting Barbara horny. She wouldn't admit it, but the fantasy of being fucked by Nick Botero was good enough to give her a familiar wetness in her pants. Usually, Barbara juiced up like this only after some serious foreplay with a lover. How could Carol's mindless girl talk have turned her on like this?

"Why not?" Carol persisted. "Just because he's a criminal doesn't mean he wouldn't be fun to bed."

"Just shut up!" Barbara snapped. It was all she could do to keep her mind on the assignment and off of Nick Botero's body which she knew was, as Carol had said, "built like a bull."

Minutes after the women noted the delivery, they were ringing the bell of Nick Botero's luxurious apartment, financed, Barbara was sure, with money from drugs, extortion and kidnapping. Well, he didn't have much longer to enjoy his ill-gotten wealth, Barbara thought.

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"Nicolas Botero?" Barbara asked according to formula. "I am placing you under arrest. We have a warrant." Barbara stated firmly.

"A warrant? How unnecessary. I am always happy to receive a visit from two such lovely ladies. Please come in." he replied with a broad smile.

Barbara was flummoxed. Why did Botero seem so unconcerned? If he had been tipped off about the arrest, he would not have taken the drop or he could have escaped, Barbara thought. Puzzled by his reaction and disturbed by her own reaction to the most beautiful man Barbara had ever seen, she stumbled through the recitation of rights. "You ... uh ... have the right to remain silent ..."

Nick just stood smiling at Barbara, no almost leering at her until she sputtered to a finish. "Thank you for telling me about my Miranda rights, but don't I have any other rights?" he grinned. "What about my right to be body searched by a beautiful policewoman?"

"Oh, he's right, Barbara." Carol blurted out. Better search him for hidden weapons."

"Don't be ridiculous!" Barbara said. A body search under the circumstances was against procedures and Carol knew it, but the thought of running her hands over the beautiful hard body of Nick Botero was too wicked to dismiss easily. Nick immediately leaned against the wall supported by his upraised hands in an most obliging manner, clearly liking the idea.

"Go ahead, Barb. Look, it turns him on!" Barbara hesitated, but the opportunity to run her hands over the criminal's powerfully muscled body was too good to pass up. She frisked her hands up and down his torso and then bent to feel his powerfully muscled legs, allowing her hands to go all the way up to his crotch. Nick moaned softly as Barbara "accidentally" brushed his genitals.

"He has a big bulge there in front, below his belt. You'd better drop his pants to check that out, Barb. It could be something dangerous," Carol giggled. Barbara's heart was pounding. She realized there was indeed 'something dangerous' in Nick Botero's pants and she knew better than to let Carol goad her into doing something foolish. But, she was so turned on ... she did it anyway.

"Ok, drop your pants, Botero" she ordered, trying to sound as gruff as she could. Nick complied with haste. When he proceeded to let his briefs fall to the floor as well, Barbara gasped. He really WAS hung like a horse. Never had she seen such a dick. She fought the desire to take Nick's rapidly hardening prick in her hands ... and lost.

"Oh, baby" Nick moaned. "You do know how to handle a man!"

"Look at that hardon, Barbara. You've got him going!" Carol exclaimed. "Think what you could do with a prick like that. I'll bet you could fuck him and make him confess to everything. Go on!"

Barbara could not understand why she was so horny, why she couldn't resist Carol's suggestions, each one more outrageous than the last. She and Carol led the unresisting man into the adjoining bedroom and ordered him to lie down. She was paralyzed by the sight of his huge erect penis pointing up at her.

"Go on, mount him." Carol whispered. "I'll help you out of your clothes, honey." Nick grinned up at the two women as Carol quickly stripped her partner. As Carol finished pulling down Barbara's panties, she ran a hand into Barbara's pussy.

"Carol, stop!"

"Oh, baby, just checking. Your pussy needs to be wet to take that monster. Let me help juice you up," she said as she found her partner's clitty and began rubbing it.

"No, Carol, you're gong to make me ...

"Cum?" Carol teased as she felt the woman stiffen. "I know. You need a good come bad, baby, but there's a better way to do that. Get on and to give that prick a ride; you deserve it." Carol took her hand and guided the now rutting partner to the criminal's bed.

Barbara tried to be rational in spite of the almost insane urge to fling herself down on this monster. OK, she rationalized, she would ride Nick to a long slow orgasm, teasing him the way she did Robert. She could to fuck her boyfriend senseless to make him do something he didn't want to do. Carol was right. She was in control. This criminal was at the mercy of her pussy; she would toy with him, prolong his agony until he was crazy to come. Then she could make him talk.

But almost as soon as she felt the drug lord's long hard prick slide up deep within her, Barbara realized her plan wasn't working. An orgasm started to build up in her that made it hard to think. "Slow down, girl. Slow down," she told to her self, but her hips were getting other ideas. Then she felt Carol's hands on her tits, starting to finger her nipples. She moaned, but Carol kept up the assault as she whispered in her ear. "I love these big tits, Barbara, baby. God, they are hard. Having that beautiful monster in you must be so hot." Fighting her overpowering arousal, she began to loose control. She felt her orgasm approach and began to bounce wildly up and down to hasten it.

Suddenly, just as she was about to come, she felt Nick's powerful hands clamp onto her hips and plant her firmly against his loins. Barbara struggled, but couldn't quite get enough friction against her clit to keep the orgasm building. She cried out in frustration. Immobilized, she couldn't continue to fuck him. She wanted to fuck him; she needed to fuck him!

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"That's enough for you, woman" Nick said in an infuriatingly calm and taunting voice. "I think you're way too excited to be doing the fucking here. I'd better take over. I know how to make it a lot more fun!" And before Barbara could do anything, Nick had removed his prick and flipped her onto her back. For a moment she was stunned by the loss, but then she felt the criminal on top of her and started to struggle.

"You're not going anywhere, darling," Nick said and inserted three fingers that made her boil anew with lust.

"Oh you like this, don't you Ms Cop Woman?" He grinned as Barbara efforts to escape only resulted in her thrusting up against his hand. Soon her struggle was replaced by the writhings of a woman on the brink of orgasm. "You're so horny you're going to come for Nick, aren't you?" And with a flick of a finger against her clit the criminal stud brought Barbara to a mind-shattering orgasm. She couldn't think, couldn't move as wave after wave of ecstasy poured into her fevered brain.

"Nice, huh? Nick finger fucks hot little cop-sluts real good! Well then let's take you on another little ride," he said. Before she could recover from the first one, his magic fingers brought a second orgasm boiling up between her legs. Heart beating wildly, gasping, Barbara screamed and thrashed as Nick forced another climax from her sweating body.

She wasn't thinking very well now although his fingers slowed to allow Barbara to breathe, to come down slightly from the back-to-back orgasms. He continued to play with her sex slowly, keeping her at a simmer. "Damn, you're a messy bitch," he smirked, "Every time I get you off, you leak girl juice all over my nice clean sheets. Should I stop diddling you, so you don't come again?" he asked, not varying the perfect rhythm of his fingers.

This was crazy! Of course she should make him stop diddling her, but she wanted that lazy manipulation her pussy to go on ... forever. Barbara could only moan and shake her head 'no.'

"No?" he grinned. "I didn't think you'd want me to stop. A horny little slut like you needs to come and come again, don't you? Well, then, I'd better just stuff something up your pussy to keep all your juice from running out. What do you think I should use to plug you?"

Barbara couldn't believe what she heard or what she replied, "Your cock," she moaned. "Please. Put your cock in me!"

"My cock? Excellent idea. And where does the horny Cop Woman want Nick to put his nasty cock?"

"In me, you bastard. Plug it in my pussy!" she gasped.

"Like THIS?" he asked as he thrust in nine-inch pole into Barbara's waiting slit.

"Ahhhhiiiiii!" the impaled policewoman screeched as her pussy was suddenly penetrated and filled by Nick's massive love tool. Instantly yet another orgasm cascaded over the devastated law woman.. Grinning with satisfaction at dominating the horny cop, Nick held his prick still in her gushing cunt.

"And now that I'm in you, what do you want me to do?" the smiling drug lord whispered.

"Fuck me! Ohhhh yes! Fuck me," she pleaded, totally out of her mind as another and another climax washed over her. "Fuck me! Please fuck me!" she whimpered until she felt Nick's huge member begin to slide in and out of her again. He was in no hurry. He fucked her methodically, accelerating at times to make her scream with ecstasy, then slowing down to prolong her pleasure. Barbara was delirious when she at last felt Nick's own orgasm begin as well. A banshee shriek reverberated in the apartment as Nick unloaded his sperm into the helpless police woman's cunt. As she felt his hot jism bathe her womb, a final cataclysmic orgasm hit her like the narcotics her violator sold. The Agency's top drug fighter sank into unconscious bliss.

*****

That was the last clear memory Barbara had of the night, but she had several woozy ones of Nick rousing her several more times with tender kisses on her nipples and gentle fondling of her sex until he could hump her again. God! It made her horny again just to think about it. She supposed Nick had tied her to the bed after the last pummeling. She had been so completely knocked out by his fucking she never knew a thing.

"Well, how are you feeling this afternoon, Barbara?" Her reverie was broken by the appearance of Carol at the foot of the bed.

"Carol! God, am I glad to see you. What happened to us?"

"Don't you remember, honey? Silly you thought you could overpower Nick Botero with sex, but he is too much of a stud for you or any woman. I guess he sort of turned the tables. You got so hot once that marvelous prick was in your pussy, you lost it, Baby. He played you like cheep fiddle, girl. You came so many times you passed out!"

"That's awful! Anyway, untie me. Let's get out of here!"

"We can't let you leave yet? The fun is far from over."

"Carol!" Barbara's eyes grew wide with horror.

"Me? Of course, darling, I work for Nick. How else do you think we got you here? He sent Vic to make ME one of his girls. Looks like he intends to do you personally."

"Carol, don't say that. You've got to help me escape from here."

"You can't escape, honey. Besides, why would you want to? Where else will you get round-the-clock sex? No one but Nick can see that you get it."

"Round-the-clock sex?"

"Yes. That's what you need now. Don't you feel it? While you were still unconscious after letting Nick fuck your brains out, one of his doctors came and implanted a testosterone capsule under your arm. The hormone diffuses steadily into the bloodstream; it will keep you constantly horny as long as you're here. Nick will come to you often enough to give you relief, but not without a price."

"A price?"

"For you, a very high price, Barbara: the gradual loss of your free will."

"Impossible!"

"Not at all, Honey. That's how they enslaved me: with sex. I had gone to a bar one night after getting off duty, looking for a little action when I started to feel really raunchy. I found out later the bartender had been bribed to spike my drink with testosterone, as I did your tea last night. In just a few minutes I was sitting there practically coming in my pants. I didn't know who he was, but when Victor, one of Nick's hunky goons came up to me, I was ready for anything. He had hardly begun to chat me up when I felt his hand under my skirt. I knew I should have pushed him away, but he was making my twat feel too damned good. As he stealthily walked his fingers up towards my crotch I might still have been able to stop him, but I just closed my eyes and hoped he would go all the way."

"Carol!" Barbara gasped.

"I needn't have worried he wouldstop. When his fingers slipped under my panties and into my slit, it was definitely too late. With just a few strokes he made me come the first time right there on the barstool. I was mortified when he whispered, 'You don't want people seeing you do THAT in public again, do you? Better come home with me.' I was still so horny, I nodded and followed him to his car like a puppy on a leash. In the car as we were driven to Nick's hideout, Vic pulled down my panties and ate me till I was coming non stop. By the time he got me there, I was delirious for sex. That night he must have fucked me four or five times. I hardly knew who I was the next morning. He didn't let me out of bed for several days -- remember my 'flu' a few weeks ago? After poking me several times a day with his prick, Victor had me totally under his control.

"I'll never let any man do that to me!" Barbara said defiantly.

"Not as easily as I did, perhaps. I was practically a nympho anyway. It was easy for them to use my need for sex to make me a slave. You're a stronger woman. But you can be mastered, too. Every time Nick puts his prick in you and forces you to a screaming, wrenching climax, a little bit of your 'you' will disappear. You will endure it, then tolerate it, then enjoy it, then look forward to it, and finally crave it! Eventually, you will do anything he wants, happy just to be the woman that gets his cock into regularly."

"But why? What does he want from us?"

"From me, nothing more. I brought you to him. From you he wants the identities of all the women whom the Agency has infiltrated into the Cartel so they can be eliminated ... or neutralized, like us."

"Never!" Barbara spat.

"Maybe we should begin with a demonstration," said Nick Botero who had entered the room without Barbara seeing him in the gathering twilight. "I think you'll feel more cooperative after I put this in you," Nick Botero went on, dropping his pants and bringing out his massive cock. "I find women get much more communicative when they're full of cum," he grinned.

Barbara was momentarily transfixed by the sight of Nick's 10" prick, but managed to tear her eyes away to glare at him. "You can rape me Nick Botero, but I will never tell you anything!"

"Rape you? I would never do that, Barbara. It would be so unnecessary and not nearly as much fun," he grinned. "You are a highly sexed woman; I don't need to use force to have sex with you. I'm just going to turn you on, sweetie. And then I am going to make wonderful love to you," he replied seductively as he sat down beside her on the bed and reached for one of her tits.

"Don't touch ..... Ohhh!" Barbara flinched as a jolt shot from her pleasured nipple.

"See how responsive your breasts are, Barbara. This won't be rape. You are going to enjoy it too much," Carol taunted.

Barbara wanted to curse him, but couldn't deny the pleasure in her boobs as Nick toyed with them. She could only moan when he started sucking on first one tit and then the other. If she could have torn her attention away from the heavenly sensations in her breasts, she would have felt her pussy starting to juice up.

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"Oh, Barbara, I love these big sensitive tits, the tits of a woman who enjoys having a man feel her up. That's good. I want you to be nicely turned on, my love. You're going to be so hot when I finally fuck you," Nick whispered.

"Stop ... that," Barbara murmured unconvincingly.

"Gladly my dear. I think there is somewhere else, you would rather be touched, right?" Nick taunted as he slid a hand between her legs.

"Stop, you bastard, don't touch me th ... Aggggggghh" Barbara's protest was interrupted by a blast of ecstasy as Nick's finger easily slipped into her dripping snatch.

"Barbara, your naughty girl, this pussy of yours is so deliciously wet. Have you absolutely no control of your desires, you little hottie? I could fuck you now if I wanted to. But that wouldn't be as much fun for either of us. Open your legs for me a little more so I can play some more with your pretty pussy."

"No!" she moaned, but quite against her will, Barbara felt herself responding to Nick's skilled hands as they pushed her legs apart. She felt so vulnerable, and so turned on.

Nick's mouth was on her breast and his hand was now deep into her defenseless pussy doing wickedly wonderful things to her. Shackling noises came from between her legs and he worked his fingers deeper into her sloppy snatch. Soon she felt an orgasm begin. She tried desperately to fight it, to fight him, but his fingers were sliding in and out, in and out... She started to moan. "What a minx you are, Barbara!" Nick said, looking up from sucking her tit. "You love to be diddled, I see. Well, don't be embarrassed. It's perfectly natural for a horny woman to get off on a man's fingers. You're so close, aren't you, sweetie? ... Just let yourself go, darling and ... COME!"

"No, God NO!" Barbara screamed as she felt herself falling into a pit of pleasure. Shame flooded her as she felt Nick make her climax at his command. Barbara shook uncontrollably from the force of the waves of pleasure that crashed over her. For a few moments, everything went black.

Slowly her breathing returned to normal. As she fought to recover from the forced orgasm, she didn't know which she hated more, Nick for forcing the unwilling pleasuring, or her own body for betraying her. But even as she tried to compose herself, Nick's fingers were not idle.

"Good girl, Barbara. You came hard that time. You know how to take pleasure from that beautiful body of yours. But once is not enough for a sexy thing like you, is it?. Would you like me to make you come again?"

"NO... no...oh ... OH ...yes.. YES!" she groaned. As worked up as she was, it took Nick only moments to bring her again to the brink..."Oh, you like this don't you? You are getting so close Barbara, so close. You are ready...to ... COME!"

A final flick of his finger against her clit pushed the aroused policewoman over the edge. Again! Helplessly, humiliatingly, her body again ignored her conscious efforts and responded to her captor's command and touch. Her slit was flooded with come and she screamed incoherently.

Barbara was only half conscious as Nick began speaking again. "Oh, Barbara baby, it's so easy to make you come on my fingers, but I think you are ready for ME," he teased as he slid his cock into her open and unresisting pussy. The sensation was incredible. Barbara knew she should be struggling against this penetration of her sex, but it felt too good. Damn he had done a JOB on her and she wanted it again, like last night!

"Yes, please, yes! I need it, NIck. Fuck me. Fuck me" Yes! ... YES!! Deep. Nick's ten inch cock was driving her to new heights of sexual pleasure.

"Then come for me Barbara, Come!"

The orgasms blended into one another and her body climaxed again and again. She thrashed her head from side to side and shrieked out her ecstasy. "Yes Barbara. You're getting fucked so good, You're coming so good. There's just one more thing you need: a big load of CUM!" Timing his own orgasm at the peak of Barbara's excitement, he shot his hot semen deep into her. It triggered the biggest orgasm of all and helpless woman sank again into blissful unconsciousness.

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When she awoke this time Barbara realized she was no longer tied, but an intense lethargy held her in the bed. She again felt the peaceful afterglow of a another night of vigorous sex. How could this be happening to her? She had let the drug lord Nick Botero fuck her again last night. She despised him, but she couldn't deny she had been well fucked although, like the night before, she remembered almost nothing.

"Good morning, sleepyhead" said Carol cheerily as she wheeled in a cart of food. "You must be starved, honey. What with Nick's visit last night, you seemed to ... forget about dinner." Carol remarked with a raised eyebrow and sardonic smile. Barbara was, indeed, feeling too famished to respond, not having eaten in over 24 hours. The breakfast was substantial, cereal, eggs Benedict, croissants and coffee. Carol joined her, sitting on the bed.

"Nick says to thank you for the romp and the tip about the Fresno interception. He will be able to work around that," Carol smiled.

"What?" Barbara gasped. I told him that?" It was a trivial piece of information, but when did she disclose it? Her eyes grew wide in horror. Did she tell anything else?

Carol could read her like a book. "As Nick told you yesterday, when a woman had been well sexed and then well fucked, she gets in a very agreeable mood. Somewhere between your forth and fifth orgasm, Nick just left his stiff prick in you and asked a few questions. You started babbling like a happy magpie. It was mostly silly office gossip, but a few useful tidbits came out. And, no, you didn't say anything about the infiltrators. He didn't even bother asking. He knows it will take a lot longer before he can make you talk about that. The next few days are really just to soften you up, get you used to being easily sexed. You might as well just relax and enjoy it."

Barbara started to cry softly.

"There, there, baby," said Carol sympathetically, stroking an ear gently. "It's not so bad, here. The food is good here and the sex is really good."

Barbara continued sobbing.

"Barbara honey, I know you are feeling bad. These last two days have shown a side of your personality you never knew about, that of a woman who needs and enjoys submissive sex. And I know how horny you can get with the hormone implant when Nick isn't around. I want to give you something to help."

Barbara stopped whimpering for a moment in curiosity. With a little fanfare Carol held up a vibrator, a nine inch shaft with little knobs. "This will help you pass those lonely hours," she said with a smile. 'And get you more quickly addicted to sex,' she didn't add.

Barbara recoiled in horror. "Carol, that's disgusting, perverted!"

Carol wanted to laugh. Who would have thought that Barbara would be so uptight about sex toys, especially seeing how she howled when Nick got the real thing into her. But Carol had a job to do. Nick wanted Barbara's mind to be butter, so she continued soothingly. "No, it's not, honey. It's just a toy that big girls need to play with when we don't have a big boy to play with us. I use mine all the time to get off when Vic hasn't been around to put the wood to me for a few hours. I know you're horny, honey, and Nick won't be her until tonight. Let me show you how it works."

Barbara looked unconvinced but, in the firm grip of hormone pitch, didn't protest. Carol sat on the bed by Barbara. "It's fun, honey. I just spread my legs a bit and pull up my little skirt." Carol noticed a small intake of breath as she bared her pussy to Barbara who seemed mesmerized by the seductive sight. Good! That would come in handy, later. "I never wear panties anymore. It makes me feel so sexy. We're not supposed to, anyway. Vic says it's to remind us we are available to be fucked anytime our man wants. But it's convenient for this, too," she giggled.

The vibrator began to hum as Carol touched it to her labia. "I like to tease myself at first, pretending it's a real prick timidly noosing its way into me. Uuuhh. It feels good. I'm getting wet." Carol wasn't lying, she did enjoy the vibrator, but she watched through silted eyelids as Barbara unconsciously reached down and started fingering herself. She was hooked!

"Oh Vic, yes! Put it in me. Stretch me with your giant prick, baby. Oh, Vic, I love having you in me. Fuck me, Vic! Fuck me," she moaned, working herself with the humming cylinder It wasn't Oscar quality, but good enough for Barbara who watched, fascinated. Carol even managed a mild orgasm.

"Now, would you like me to try it on you?" Carol asked when she regained her breath.

"No, I don't think ...;Uhhh" As Carol had hoped, Barbara had *said* no but found her body had other ideas. Slowly Carol pulled up Barbara's tunic and pressed the pseudo phallus into the horny, confused woman.

"I guess you liked my little show, huh, hon? You're already wet from playing with yourself. That's good, makes it easier to get it deep into you. Open up a little more for me honey, it will make it better." Barbara's eyes were closed and she was sighing as the pleasure gradually swelled in her belly. "When it's all the way in, you start moving it like this ... in ... and out, ... in and ... out like it was a big thick cock. Imagine it is Nick's cock. You are getting fucked, ... so good. You want it to go on and on. Nick is a wonderful lover and knows how to please you. He feels your orgasm approaching and starts fucking you faster. He knows how bad you need sex. He knows just how ... to make you ... COME!"

The room was rocked by another of Barbara's now familiar wails as the orgasm blasted away her senses. She did not really feel Carol take her hand and place it on the base of the vibrator. "So good, baby," cooed Carol. "You needed that. You needed a good come because you are sooo horny, still so horny, but you can pleasure your self as long as you want, Barbara." Carol was guiding Barbara's hand to move the still humming vibrator in and out or her pussy. "That's the way ... just fuck yourself good. Good girl. So horny. You can do it" Carol smiled as Barbara was starting to move the vibrator faster. That's it baby, ... COME"

The self-induced orgasm was softer than the one Carol had brought her to, but it still shook her. And her hand had started to move the little machine again. Carol withdrew, listening to Barbara's sighs already turning into moans. When Carol looked in on her a half hour later, Barbara lay with her eyes were closed and her legs splayed and empty smile on her sleeping face. Time for the next step.

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Lunch was a treat. After the orgasmically induced nap in the morning and a shower, Barbara felt as good as she had since her capture. She didn't like knowing she couldn't leave, but for the moment, there was nothing to be done about it. It could be worse. Carol brought a delicious salad, and loads of finger foods. The first bottle of wine disappeared quickly and Carol opened another. Barbara didn't realize the she was drinking more than her share. By the end of the meal she was light-headed, just as Carol had planned.

"Ohhh" she giggled. "That was soooo good. Sssorry, I think I'm a little TIPsy."

"Me, too" Carol lied, taking Barbara's hand. "And a little sleepy, aren't you?" Carol added. This she knew would resonate with Barbara whose wine had a mild sedative in it, not much; she didn't want Barbara to go to sleep, at least not too soon. "I'm too tired go all the way back to my room. Do you mind if I slip in with you and take a nap?"

"Uh, no," Barbara replied with a dopey little smile.

Carol stood up and started unbuttoning her blouse, letting her little breasts stand out in full view. She knew that her horny and slightly drugged ex-partner would admire her beautiful if modest tits. "Might as well get comfortable," she added, letting her skirt drop and wiggling her hips seductively. Wearing only her heels, she was now more undressed than Barbara who had been given a short shift as bedclothes. She walked, no she slinked around the other side of the bed and slid under the sheet. Barbara who was still sitting up in bed looked down at her, puzzled.

'Slow. Slow,' Carol said to herself. 'She wants it, but she doesn't know it yet. Let her find out gradually. This is seduction, not rape.' She looked up at Barbara through silted lids, feigning drowsiness. "So sleepy..."

Carol grinned triumphantly. Slowly Barbara's normally bright eyes were growing dull as the wine the sedative and her own words took effect. "Yes, I guess I need a nap, too," Barbara said, her speech slightly slurred and she slid down beneath the sheet next to her partner.

"I'm sorry you still aren't happy here," Carol said with pretended sympathy. Pleased that Barbara did not flinch when she snuggled up to her. "I though you would like it here by now."

"But how can I . . . we are prisoners." Barbara started to sob again.

"Yes, honey, but such lucky prisoners to have big men to take good care of us, especially down here." Carol lightly brushed Barbara's moist pussy. "And in between, we have each other," she said looking deep into her partner's dull eyes and kissed her. Carol was counting on the drug to slow down Barbara's reactions and she was not surprised when nothing happened.

Barbara's first instinct was to reject the overture, but she hesitated. The kiss lingered and became more passionate. Then Barbara realized to her horror that, without thinking, she was cuddling close to her passionate companion and kissing her back. Her tongue and Carol's were writhing together like love-sick snakes What was happening to her? Maybe it was the wine or that blasted implant. She had never done anything like this before.

Before Barbara could think, Carol slipped a hand under Barbara's shift and took possession of one of her tits. "You have such wonderful tits, Barbara honey. So much bigger than mine. How I envy you, baby" she whispered. "Nick loves big boobs like these. And so sensitive!" With practiced hand she massaged Barbara's quickly hardening breasts, worrying her nipples until the aroused captive was moaning with delight. "You're horny, again, aren't you baby. Would you like me to get you off? Cuddle with me and I will make you feel good, honey."

Barbara wanted to say "No," but the bolt of erotic sensation that shot through her left her weak, too distracted. In a kind of erotic daze, Barbara allowed Carol gently to lean on top or her and begin sucking both her sensitive jugs in earnest. "You just need more sex than one man can give you."

Barbara's head swam. She felt giddy, totally overpowered by lust. This was totally wrong. She had never allowed a woman kiss her, much less fondle her tits. But she loved what this beautiful mature woman was doing to her boobs so much, she couldn't make her stop. Her breath was short and she felt a warmth almost like liquid fire growing inside her. God she was about to come and the woman hadn't even touched her cl ...

"No! NO! Aiiiiiii" Carol screamed. Her body was rocked by an intense orgasm as soon as Carol had touched her pleasure button, blacking out for a few seconds. When she opened her eyes Carol was staring down at her lovingly.

"That was good, Barbara. You needed pleasuring, didn't you?"

Barbara could only look up at her in dazed confusion and nod her head 'yes'.

No, this could not be happening to her, but then she felt the Barbara's lips on her lips,.... the 'other' ones. Oh no, oh yes! She was going down for a woman! No woman could have forced apart Barbara's powerful thighs, but Carol found only slight resistance as she gently opened Barbara's pussy to her kisses. The aroused and panting policewoman could only moan when she felt Carol's tongue invade the temple of her self. All questions, all shame was suddenly washed away by another orgasm, as Carol gently sucked on her clitoris.

Barbara lost track of time as one orgasm after another claimed her. At some point she saw or rather sensed Carol had turned around into the 69 position, placing her own pussy just above Barbara's face. She had never done this, but in a orgasmic daze Barbara reached up and pulled Carol's dripping crotch to her mouth and began to drink her copiously flowing slit. Soon she was rewarded when Carol yelped and came, drenching Barbara's mouth and lips with her pungent love juice. This triggered another of Barbara's orgasms and then another as Carol persistently tongued her slit and toyed with her clit.

As one orgasm blended into another, Barbara forgot where she was, who she was, totally submerged in the giving and receiving of pleasure. Then - suddenly? at last? she was aware of Carol's rapturous face gazing down at her. "That was good, Barbara. You must be tired, your body is weak from so intense pleasure. Now you must sleep."

Somehow, Barbara realized that something was wrong, insane. Her beautiful betrayer had just seduced her and fucked her senseless and was now putting her to sleep She didn't want to sleep. She had to fight the overwhelming drowsiness, the warm comfortable feelings of post orgasmic bliss. She needed to resist... to think!

"You are fighting me, sweetheart. Don't. You can't. You need this too much." Then she felt Carol's magic hand move within her pussy once again and a wave of renewed desire swept over her. There was no way she could refuse. The orgasm this time was not instantaneous. She felt it build up slowly, inevitably. But when it burst over her, she was utterly vanquished. Full of sedative, sated and exhausted by the repeated climaxing, Barbara immediately fell deeply asleep in Carol's arms.

Carol smiled at the slow shallow breathing of her unconscious ex-partner. Plans were proceeding smoothly. Barbara would now see that she was powerless to resist sex in any form. Nick could take her at any time and her body willingly responded. She could not pass up the chance to orgasm with the vibrator. And now she had learned of a weakness for another woman. Three damaging blows to her self image as a tough, independent woman who would take direction from no one. It should take only one more, the most devastating, to break her completely. That one would have to wait for the proper time.

*****

Days, a week? two weeks? passed. Although she tried, Barbara could not keep track of time. They kept her in a haze of sexual pleasure. It almost became routine. Nick came to her at nightfall. Reluctantly at first then with growing enthusiasm, Barbara took him into her bed and allowed the handsome criminal to take her to places of unbelievable pleasure before she slipped into a sated sleep in his arms. She awoke from a night of lovemaking with Nick still horny. Left alone after breakfast with Carol, she found she could not resist the urge to masturbate using the vibrating dildo Carol had given her. Sometime she fantasized it was Nick's huge prick, slowly, persistently fucking her. Other times she thought of Carol's soft lips on her sex. Strangely, she never though of Robert whom she could hardly remember. Then she would awake, looking forward to lunch and tipsy, giggly, sleepy love-making with Carol afterwards. And by night ... Nick came to her, spoke to her gently, and filled her with lust and his wonderful cock. Carol observed with satisfaction as Barbara's will dissolved day by day. They were waiting for the appropriate physical signs as well.

*****

"That was great. I'm stuffed," Carol giggled one day after lunch as she had Barbara spooned lovingly. She was tenderly cupping Barbara's hard breast and teasing the erect nipple while the other had slipped between her legs, working the sleepy, horny policewoman toward her first soft orgasm of the afternoon.

"That's the truth," agreed Barbara. "Shouldn't we be exercising or something? We're going to get fat if we keep this up."

Page 6 (To be continued...)

[LeMoN_BaRLeY]

Hi, I sincerely hope to have some comments or feedback about the above story I posted so far.. If it's boring or not 'mentally stimulating' then I will not continue..
Thanks in advance!

[otacon]

Originally Posted by LeMoN_BaRLeY

Hi, I sincerely hope to have some comments or feedback about the above story I posted so far.. If it's boring or not 'mentally stimulating' then I will not continue..
Thanks in advance!

exciting but a little bit lengthy. good effort anyway