Pop Star And The Call Girl

Part Two: Trouble with the Law


He couldn't be serious. The whole idea was just not possible! But...oooh the temptation. Kim's face broke into a sly smile as the instructions on the flower card began to take over her thoughts. The intriguing card arrived nearly hidden in a large vase of carnations, snap dragons and leather. Lance was nothing if not inventive. The flower arrangement was proof of that. Snapdragons and carnations! What a glorious combination....Spoke of spontaneity. Devilishness. Sensuality. Oh yea. Kim was already anticipating the evening as she glanced over the words once more before 'undressing' for her date.


K~

Meet me at the Marriott. Room 1215. Midnight. Wear a black ankle length leather trench coat. Black lace bra and matching thong. With garter and stockings. And nothing else.

L~


Oh yea, he was the Devil. And she wanted so desperately to be his Hell's Angel.


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The desk clerk handed Kim the key with a smile and a 'good evening ma'am.' Once inside the suite, she called Lance's name softly. Receiving no answer, she walked toward the bedroom and found a note to her propped up on a pillow on the bed. Sliding the crisp paper out of the envelope, she grinned as she read the note. "Champagne huh" she murmured quietly. 'Nice' she thought.


Kim was wandering around the hotel suite waiting for Lance to return when she heard the door open and close. Grinning, she made her way to the entrance of the suite. Her breath caught in her throat. Standing there instead of Lance was a police officer. A big police officer. Reflecting shades hid his eyes, and an officers hat covered his head. He was very well built; his chest was well defined, his uniform shirt stretched taught over his muscular arms, and tight around his midsection. Thick thighs encased in tight black slacks, his package prominent to her gaze. God a cock that size couldn't be hidden by mere fabric. The man was sinfully built.


The officer stared hard at Kim before speaking to her. "I don't believe you belong in this suite. This is a private room. get your things and get out."


Kim was a little confused but managed to explain that she was the guest of Mr. Bass and that she had a key card from the front desk to prove it. The officer just smirked. Right, he said. That's what all the little groupies said. Walking quickly toward her, he grabbed Kim's left hand in his and pulled her hard against his chest. Kim stared at him warily. This is a situation she had never been in and damn it she wasn't about to lose her cool. Her reflection stared back at her in the mirrored lenses of the shades concealing his eyes.


She attempted to remove her arm from his grasp. He only held on tighter. "You don't want to do that. You might get hurt. I saw you looking me over. I know what you want. That pop star boy ain't here to bother us. We are gonna have some fun. You and me". His voice was gruff and deep. His mouth came down hard on her lips, his tongue forcing it's way into her mouth. His hands found their way into her hair tugging on it to bring her mouth closer. Her lips were swollen from his rough kisses but she kept begging for more.


He tasted so good. Fear and excitement were warring for dominance inside her. She was afraid for her safety but she had never been so turned on. The sheer strength of this police man was overwhelming. The thought of being taken by this man, mixed with the earlier fantasies of Lance had her aching between her legs. She had to have his cock in her. His hardened member was pressed against her thigh as he ground his hips into hers. His hands fell from her hair to pull the coat open. Yanking it free of her body he tossed the leather coat to the floor.


His eyes raked over her breasts, sheer black lace barely keeping the soft mounds from his sight. Her nipples had hardened to tight little buds begging to be sucked. The cop lowered his head to her chest and took a lace covered nipple into his warm wet mouth. A loud moan escaped her lips as he bit and tugged on her flesh. Pulling away, the officer pulled her to the mirror, standing behind her.


Kim stared at herself in the floor length mirror. She had certainly been half naked before but for some reason, with the cops eyes holding her gaze in the mirror, her senses heightened. Thoughts of Lance and the cop and imagining what was to come only deepened her desire. Her eyes lowered slightly as she stood with his large hands on her body. She watched the reflection as his left hand roamed her body, over the swell of her breasts, sliding past the lacy bra to cup a breast, stopping for a moment to pinch a nipple gently. Down the soft swell of her stomach, to the lacy thong covering the her womanliness. His fingers dipped lower, eliciting a slight moan from her lips as his fingers slid through the soft patch of hair at her center, coming into contact with heated core.


Kim stared at the cops hands, his long fingers explored her folds, slick with moisture from her naughty thoughts and the. Her heart was beating wildly, her breaths coming in ragged gasps. The officer was all around her, in every squeeze of her soft mounds, to every pass of his fingers over her pussy. Backing slowly into him, she let her head fall back as she softly begged him for more.


"Touch me. Take me. Fuck me". Kim turned around to face him. Her hands found the buttons of his shirt as her lips connected with his. Her tongue begging entrance into his hot mouth. He opened up to her, pulling her tongue inside, sucking on it as his hands continued to pump into her. Her fingers fumbled with the shirt until she became agitated and just tore the damn thing off of him.


His chest was firm, and so damn tight. His muscled abdomen was flat and taut, not a hint of extra fat on him. His shoulders were wide and those arms! Corded muscles beneath that tanned skin. Just looking at him turned her on. He caught her hand as she reached up to remove his shades. Shaking his head, he bent down to capture her lips once more.


Their tongues played with in the confines of each others mouths while hands roamed and sighs ands moans filled the air. The cop dragged his mouth from her, snaking his tongue out to lick her neck, over the valley between her breasts, down her stomach. Turning her slightly, he pushed her into the mirror. Grabbing her hands in his he placed them palm flat against the glass.


His hand gently pushed against the small of her back, settling her into a half bent position in front of him. His hands trail up her arms to slide under her bra straps. Pulling them down, she spills out of the cups. His hands are there to catch them. Pinching the nipples, he rolls the taut buds between his fingers. Kim gasps in pleasure. Grinding her hips back into him, she can feel the swell of his hardened cock cupped just below her ass.


He leans up closer to her, his breath caressing her ear. Growling in her ear, tempts her. His deep raspy voice in her ear. "Do you want my cock baby? Do you want me to fuck you? IS that what you want baby? To get fucked?" Her head nodded as her gasped 'YES' is sounded in the room.


His hands slips into her thong, sliding between her slick heat. A 'rripppp' is heard by them as the scrap of material covering her dripping pussy is torn from her thighs. His fingers slip the button open on his pants, and they are kicked quickly away with his briefs as he steps out of them. Parting her legs with his right leg, the officer steps between her legs, his thick shaft hot on her hip.


Moaning on desperation, Kim begs him again. "Fuck me. Please....fuck me." He nudges her wet folds with his cock head, lubricating himself for the ride ahead. Reaching up he tears the shades from his face as his hips surge forward and his cock slams into Kim's tight sheath. The force of his cock tearing into her and the slap of his balls against her ass is almost enough to send her careening to her orgasm.


Her body is alive with sensation as she is being violently fucked by this hot sexy man behind her. Her eyes open slightly to look into the mirror...coming to lock on a pair of shining, passion laden green eyes. Lance. Behind her. Fucking her pussy like there was no tomorrow. Her gaze held his as she told him once more to fuck her. Hard. "Fuck me hard Lance. Give it to me. Make me cum baby."


His eyes close. His hips ram into her, his cock pushing deeper with every thrust. His balls tighten and he knows his about to cum. His panted whisper "Cum with me. I wanna feel that pussy milk my cock baby. Cum with me"


Moaning Lance's name, Kim throws her head back against his shoulder as her muscles tighten, and her pussy clamps down on his member. Her orgasm hits hard, every cell in her body alive with sensation.


Lance bites down on Kim's shoulder just a little too hard as his cock is gripped tight by her convulsing vaginal walls. There is nothing like the having his cock encased inside a hot, molten, orgasming woman. His body on fire, desperate for release. Lance cannot comprehend a single thought. Only feel. Feel the blood pulsing through his member; his balls so full, so ready to let loose that fiery reward for such sinful pleasure. His hips push forward again and again, until a voice screams out his name...


"Lance! Oh Lance! I'm coming baby!" That's all it took for his cock to jerk roughly and repeatedly spasm inside her tight sheathe, her pussy milking him of all his juices. Lance's hands tugged at her nipples and nibbled on her ear lobe as his body made the final orgasmic shakes. His entire body was numb and his only coherent thought was to be close to this woman. Catching his breath, he picked her quaking body up into his arms and carried her to the bed.


Settling in close together, they both long for the next time they can be together. These sexual escapades were, tireless. The pleasure and enjoyment endless. Kim was nearly asleep with her head on Lance's shoulder as a thought drifted through her mind...'Damn that boy. And uniforms...He ever does a fireman I may not let him out of my sight'. Lance's thoughts were just a bit different. A huge cocky grin flitted across his handsome face. Here he was. In bed with a sexy, naked woman, exhausted from orgasm, completely satisfied, draped across his body. His cock put in quite the workout today.


"I like this." Lance giggled and leaned over to place a gentle kiss on Kim's shoulder, then one on her cheek. Then laid back and closed his eyes. Just before sleep claimed him, another idea drifted into his barely conscious, devious little brain...


'Wonder if I can rent out a fire truck............'