This is a account of free-and-easy, unprotected sex, and is a body of work of fiction. In existent aliveness, use a condom, damnit ! undesirable babe, HIV and all sorts of lesser sexual diseases await the idiot who `` plunge his wick '' or `` rides the rod '' without protection.

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I dreaming of Demie 28 - Hot Water ( MF, thaumaturgy, mc, oral, impreg ?, viol )

by Krosis of the Collective

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I had wanted to try out the sauna in our apartment building since I had first seen it a few sidereal day ago. Clad only in my swimming trunks after I hung my t-shirt on a hook shot outside the room, I opened the door.

'' Close it ! '' I heard a youthful distaff part ginger nut, and I quickly slipped in and pulled the doorway shut behind me. I turned, and through the all-pervasive cloud of steam saw a slim figure sitting off to the position of the hot rocks on the semicircular work bench, wearing a towel. Not wanting to make her uncomfortable, I headed to the opposite side.

'' Hey, '' I greeted her as I sat. It was hard to make out feature in the steam, but I could see that she had red hair.

She nodded but did n't say anything more. Her red hair kind of reminded me of Jessi, the first charwoman Demie had brought home for us to fuck. She was also the 1st and only soul Demie had killed in front of me, while I was having sex with her.

Despite the horror of that store, my cock started to get hard as I remembered how the slim young woman had felt when I fucked her. What the fuck was wrongly with me ? I closed my eyes and lay back against the wall.

After a couple of transactions, I was startled by the tatty `` PSSHHH ! '' of weewee being ladled onto the rock candy by my fellow traveler. She sat back down, but this sentence in the nub of the Bench, off to the side, instead of across from me.

I closed my middle again, controlling my respiration. I had to think of something other than Jessi.

Erica, my brunette other neighbour, slipped into my thoughts. Unlike Jessi, she was a fit MILF, with diffuse curves that came from having a child. I had accidentally thought that she was Demie in disguise, so I had fucked her and cum inside her without tribute. That had been one hot encounter.

'' You smell nice. ``

I opened my oculus and my sauna companion was sitting next to me, her gray eyes sparkling as they scanned my body. This finale, I could finally cause out her features, and she was cute. Not like Jessi at all, but with smooth out tanned peel instead of paleness and freckles. `` Um, thanks, '' I replied, sitting straight. dump, had I forgotten to shower after having sex with Demie again ? The aroma of her sex juice turned charwoman sex-crazy.

I thought for a moment. No, I had definitely showered at to the lowest degree twice since then.

'' What 's that scent you 're wearing ? '' she asked, getting closer, her nostrils flaring as she inhaled more of ... what ? What was causing me to smack skillful ? I flinched as I felt her humble paw on my bare second joint. I noticed her towel had separated around her wooden leg and her tan upper thigh were peeking out.

My pecker was fully hard now, and she noticed. `` Let me help you with that, '' she offered as she knelt down before me and pulled at my automobile trunk. I shifted my cigarette up and my severity slapped my stomach as it came free.

'' Ooh ... '' she moaned as she took it into her hand, stroking. Her towel was starting to slip and more of her segmentation peeked out. I reached forward and pulled it unfreeze, revealing her nice B-cup knocker, pale instead of suntanned like the rest of her.

She moved forward and took my cock into her mouthpiece. I sat back, moaning in joy. She was n't bad at giving blowjobs, but I 'd had better. It was kind of like eating pizza, though ; even if it is n't as near as some you 've had before, it 's still pizza pie, y'know ?

After a twain of moment, she stopped sucking my hammer and tossed her towel to the side before climbing into my lap. As she lined my cock up with her prominent purulent lips I noticed that `` the carpet did n't agree the drapes '' : she had a Triangle of dark pubic hair down there. I only experienced a mo of letdown before her very wet but pissed pussy surrounded my cock and we groaned in unison.

'' I ca n't believe I 'm doing this, '' she gasped as she angled her hips for greater penetration. `` It 's so unlike me ! ``

'' I 'm not complaining, '' I replied, grabbing her hips and lifting her a little before I pulled her back down. Now at the right angle, my cock slipped all the way inside her.

'' Oh shiiitt ... '' she moaned.

I glommed my mouth to one of her substantial nipple with their wide-eyed ring of color and I felt her cum a minuscule around my prick. Then she began grinding her crotch against mine.

The doorway opened and mortal there gasped. I did n't see who it was, but the door slammed shut again and we were still alone. `` We 'd better finish up fast, '' I urged her.

She grabbed my shoulders and leveraged herself up, her feet on the Bench on either side so that she was squatting over me, and then started to bounce on my rooster hard. I was n't going to last long at this rate.

'' Where ... do you ... want me ... to cum ? '' I grunted.

She slowed down. `` Oh ... I want it ... but ... umm ... '' She did n't stop fucking me, though.

'' Are you on the pill ? '' I prompted, trying to get her brain working.

'' Yes ... yes ... '' she moaned, and renewed her thrusting.

Finally, I grabbed her in a conduct hug, holding her tight and burying my face in her neck as I came.

'' Oh ! Oh God ! '' she cried out as she felt me spurting inside her, and then she came herself, her pussy squeezing more cum from my cock.

Finally, with our orgasms subsided, she pulled off of me and lay down on the work bench, breathing heavily. After a few import she reached down, extracted some of my cum from between her vaginal back talk, and looked at it.

'' Oh crap, '' she said, `` I do n't know what I was thinking. I stopped taking the pill after my fellow broke up with me last month. I 've been a couple workweek without it. ``

I gave her a disquieted look.

She half-smiled. `` I 'll just pick out three tonight and get back on it. It 's probably fine ? ``

I was pretty sure that was n't how they worked, but I was n't about to `` mansplain '' birth control to a woman.

I held out my hand. `` I 'm Tom ... 1304. ``

She took it and gave me a tremble. `` Vicky, 506. ``

'' We did n't deliver time to talk about anything, Vicky, but I 'm in a relationship, though it is open. ``

She considered. `` Huh ... I just got out of a relationship, which probably explains why I was so ruttish. '' She paused. `` I think ? Like I said, that really was n't something I 'd normally do. ``

I shrugged and pulled my swim trunk back on. `` Well, see ya around, Vicky. '' I took one last long aspect at the gorgeous au naturel woman laying there, saving the memory to `` the spank bank building '', and then headed back to the flat. Luckily, whoever had opened the sauna door earlier had n't hung around so I did n't have to explain myself.

When I got back I headed into Kate 's bedroom. She was just changing baby Amy 's diaper.

'' Do I smack nice ? '' I asked her.

She handed me the colly diaper. `` That 's all I can smell right now. ``

I wrinkled my nose, dropped the filthy thing into the sealing napkin pail, and gave it a twist. Much better !

Kate gave me a sniff. `` A minuscule sweaty, maybe, but not super nice. '' She sniffed again, deeper. `` Did you have sex ? ``

'' Oh, yeah ... eldritch encounter in the sweat room with some random daughter. She was acting like I had Demie 's odor on me, but there was no way. ``

Kate paused, and then held her arm up, palm toward me. I looked at it.

'' High five ? '' she offered.

'' Oh ! '' I said, and slapped her palm.

Kate stepped forward and gave me another snuff. `` I 'm not getting turned on by your scent, Tom. Maybe you just found some woman whose biochemistry really syncs with you ? ``

'' I infer ? Thanks sister. '' I gave her a kiss and headed off to shower.

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Detective Dianna sheepherder woke and immediately realized that something was untimely. It took her a present moment, but then she heard it : soul was in her apartment ! She figured that she did n't get enough meter to get her piece out of the gun condom, so she grabbed her extendable baton from where it was hidden in her sock drawer. Gripping the collapsed nightstick 's hilt tight, she padded lightly down the hallway in her nightgown.

She felt one of the shoulder shoulder strap chemise and, annoyed, quickly fixed it. She had lost a lot of weight recently, causing her clothes to attend off of her. She was going to see the doctor about it soon, but she just had no get-up-and-go these Clarence Shepard Day Jr. ! At this decimal point, adrenaline was the lone affair keeping her moving forward.

She slipped into baby Set 's room. He was gone ! Her nostrils flared. She was going to sleep together someone up for this.

She tiptoed down the hallway and used the reflectivity of the glass of one of the pictures on the wall to spy into the keep way. At least two perps, one holding Seth. She could n't rush in or her son could be hurt. Her only prospect was to bluff.

'' Put the small fry down carefully and walk away, '' she called out, `` and I wo n't put a bullet between your eyes. I 'm a police officer ... you 've made a big misunderstanding coming here. ``

'' I 'm surprised you 're awake, investigator shepherd, '' a female phonation with a Southern twang called back. `` You must experience tremendous stamina. ``

stamina ? shepherd wondered. `` Last probability ! Leave the boy or I drop you. ``

'' Oh, come out, Dianna ... I came for the boy, and I 'm not leaving without him. ``

They were at an impasse, Dianna realized. She stepped into the living room, keeping the fist holding the cave in baton hidden behind her hip. She saw three multitude, two of which were big men wearing ski masks and bulletproof vests, with combat knife in their hands. The tierce was a thirtysomething blond adult female, disarm, but she was holding Seth ! The boy seemed unharmed, and was still asleep.

The blonde shook her point upon seeing Shepherd. `` Oh my, he 's really drained you, has n't he ? A growing boy needs his nourishment. '' She glanced down at Seth and then back up. `` If I 'd arrived a couple of days later, we might not even let had to have this conversation. ``

'' What do you need with my son ? ``

'' He was promised to me by someone you 're intimately familiar with, my dearest. It 's nothing personal. You were the right vessel at the right meter, and she was in need of my assist. ``

Dianna thought quickly. Intimate ... she ? `` Demie ? What does she have to do with this ? ``

'' Everything, shepherd, but your part in this has come to an end. Goodbye. '' The woman turned toward the presence room access as her compatriots stepped forward, their knives before them.

adrenaline flared anew in Dianna 's nervure as she rushed forward, snapping the billystick out with a movie of her wrist. In her current state she could n't take these guys through sheer strength, so she 'd bear to improvise. With her off bridge player she grabbed a table lamp and threw it at one of them, ripping the power corduroy loose from the lamp 's stem as she did so and knocking him off balance. Then she stepped forward and twisted as the other man thrust his knife. She felt the blade swiff through her gauzy gown, missing her flesh due to how oversized the negligee had become on her. As she completed her 360-degree swivel, she used the effect of her momentum to make for the tip of the wand across the eye of her attacker.

'' Aaahgh ! '' the man screamed and drew back as he protected his face. The other one stepped forward now, and shepherd grabbed a vase of drooping, almost numb bloom that she 'd been given by her coworkers when she went on maternalism leave and stepped back. She saw the man smirk as he approached. As he got within range she took another whole tone back and threw the vase down, smashing it and instantly creating a puddle of body of water that created a circle from the man 's kick to the lamp 's damaged power cable, which was still plugged into the wall.

There was a flashgun and the lights went out. The fry man flew back, hitting his head on the edge of her media storage locker and collapsing.

She looked to her front door. It was across-the-board heart-to-heart and the char was gone ! Shepherd leaped over the pool and was about to scare away out after her when she heard the remaining oaf rushing her from behind. At the go present moment she ducked and tucked herself into a orb as the man attempted to slump his line and failed. His legs went out from under him as he tripped over her and fell forward. Shepherd was on him in an instant but she had gotten lucky : he looked at her fearfully with his remaining commodity eye as he choked on his own leaf blade that had lodged itself, decimal point first, into his throat. Morbidly realizing that the man 's sudden lack of profoundness perception had contributed to his autumn, she left him dying as she hurled herself into the hallway.

Which way did that woman go ? Stairs or elevator ? They were in opposite instruction. She swooned and caught herself on the wall.

Looking down, she saw blood dripping down her wooden leg. She realized that she had n't completely sidestepped that first knife thrust, and now she felt her costa burn. No ! She had to ... had to ...

She swooned and then collapsed to the flooring, unconscious.

To be continued ...