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From: Willy Tamarack <willytamarack@gmail.com>
Subject: {ASSM} "The Cop" 2/2 {Willy Tamarack} (violence rape)
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Author: Willy Tamarack
Title: The Cop
Part: 2 of 2
Universe:
Summary:
Keywords: (violence rape)
Language: English


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   @(C) 1996-2015 Willy Tamarack Commercial use in any form requires the
written permission of the author and will ensure a portion of the proceeds
goes to the National Organization for the Reform of Marijuana Laws (NORML).

   !!!!!  ATTENTION READER !!!!!

   The following story is a work of fiction.  It is a sex story...A stroke
story...A porno story.  The content is unsuitable for youngsters and some
adults may find it objectionable.  I've ensured my material is properly
coded and registered.  Adults, who have custodial responsibility for young
minds, must ensure this smut doesn't fall into their children's hands.  To
charge the government with the responsibilty for what children read...Let
us not kid ourselves, we know where that leads.  It is almost impossible,
today, to control access to information.  Individuals must accept more
responsibility for themselves.  The internet has leveled many playing
fields for all time.  The "gay nineties" ended well before eleven september
but the world will never be the same place it was before eleven september
two thousand and one.

   The plot and subplots of the following tale stem from the author's
fertile imagination.  It is make believe.  The characters in the following
tale are not real.  They are fictional...made up of bits and pieces of the
fiction I've read over the years; plus the tumble dried assortment of
friends and acquantinances one makes during a rich and long life.  I find
it hard to believe anyone my age, who writes, doesn't do the same.

   Got the idea from a true story I just heard a couple of days ago.  Now,
the story did envolve a female police officer and a previous co-worker but
to my knowledge never involved anything like what I'm describing.  I was
also influenced by a Spin article on Woodstock '99 describing the sexual
predators who populated the mosh pits.  Not exactly three days of Peace &
Love !  But then maybe, just maybe, the original wasn't that cool, either
?! But if the promoters had weed bongs instead of beer bongs, maybe the
destruction would have been cut down a little ??  Probably not !

   But I'm getting carried away here.  The plot, or semblance there of,
will certainly be just a frame work or background for a very sexually
charged story.  That you find the rest interesting should make the sex more
exciting.  That is my intent here.  Remember...Sex should be fun !  As
always e-mail your comments to the usual.

   The Cop

   Part Two

   (violence rape)

   by

   Willy Tamarack

   With thanks to the founding fathers and the U.S.  Constitution

   ***** CHAPTER FIVE *****

   Neil drove down the street again.  This place was out in the sticks. 
San Bernadino County.  Out near Riverside.  They had over an acre.  I met
them in a bar down in Manhattan Beach.  They were near my age and eager to
get started.  I drove around for another half hour, mapping routes in and
out of the neighborhood.

   I didn't remember him but she was quite small and cute.  Tiny would be a
better word for her.  Blonde with perky little tits.  He looked young, dumb
and full of cum.  He had the job.  She was a "stay at home wife." She
wanted more money to spend.  Neil was going to try and make that happen for
her.  He was sure she'd turn into a nympho.  She got stoned on two hits the
first time.  Neil was trying to explain to the husband that he'd need to
spend a whole lot of time at their place.

   *****

   Jane Exler was driving fast.  The text had come on her personal phone.
Just the name of a bar way out in the middle of nowhere.  She was hours
away.  It would be dark before she arrived.  Why was her sister out here ?
She concentrated on her driving.  Her younger sister was just about to
graduate from college.  It was her last year.  Jolie was her name.

   Jolie and her girl friends, Kahla and Lindsey, had driven out here
yesterday.  A long way from 'Vegas.  Jane had no idea what the three of
them were up to.  She imagined it had to do with drugs.  Her sister had
been involved since she was a pre-teen.  Selling it usually.  This place
was a biker hangout.  Yea, most of them pushed drugs but it was pills
usually, not weed.  That was the Mexicans at this particular point in time.
If you were talking weight, that is.

   The sign was not lit but there was a dim light coming from the edges of
the windows.  The windows appeared to have been painted over and you
couldn't see a thing inside.  Jane parked across the highway on the
shoulder.  She checked her weapon and then stuck it back into her jeans in
the small of her back.  She moved toward the front door and could pick up
the sound of music and male voices.  They got louder the closer she got to
the door.  She pulled it open and entered.  It was dark inside and the door
was pulled shut behind her forcing her into the room.

   The fist came from her right and landed right in the middle of her
stomach.  She was bent over when the knee impacted her forehead and she
went over backwards, landing on the floor.  She was stuned and then
realized that she was being dragged across the floor by her feet.  She
kicked her legs around, freeing herself.  She got to her hands and knees
when the foot kicked her in the belly.  She came down on her face and
belly.

   She was being dragged into the center of the room.  There was some
clapping and laughing.  The light was brighter, maybe less dim was a better
discription ?  Jane could see several men now.  There was one holding each
leg, both naked from the waist up, heavily muscled.  Both adorned with
tats. There were two more trailing her as they dragged her into the light.

   They yanked her to her feet and four hands began to grope her body.  Her
tits were being mauled while at the same time there were hands between her
legs and more hands on her ass working towards her vagina.  Her jeans were
comming apart and being pulled down over her hips.  Hands were now in her
underwear.  A finger was in her pussy.  They were laughing and now she
could see several men naked, their cocks bouncing, half hard.

   Jane found her sister across the room.  Jolie was naked and on her knees
between the knees of a naked biker, sucking on his cock.  He had her
sister's head in his hands and was fucking her mouth on and off his cock.
Jane lost sight of her sister when she was forced to her knees.  Her jeans
were around her ankles.  Jane had no idea where her gun had gone.  Her
blouse was ripped apart, her bra pushed up around her neck.

   Cocks were being pushed into her face.  There was one in her mouth. 
Hands were on her head.  Her mouth was being fucked by a very hard cock. 
She could feel hands between her legs.  There was several fingers in her
cunt.  She was lubricated.  The cock in her mouth was pulled out and
replaced with another.

   She was sucking on another dick, still stunned.  She was being finger
fucked and someone was pinching her nipples.  Another dick was fucking her
face.  She was coughing and choking, spitle coming from both sides of her
mouth.  Someone was behind her and forcing their dick into her vagina.  He
was fucking her.  She haad a cock in her mouth and a cock in her cunt.  She
hadn't been here for two, three minutes.

   The one fucking her was cuming.  She could feel the goo he was leaving
in her.  Another was taking his place.  He was fucking her fast.  His cock
was bigger than the first.  She choked on the first spurt of cum in her
mouth.  Her mouth was full of it, now over flowing.  He was rubbing his
softening, cum soaked dick on her face.

   Jolie was being dragged over toward her sister by the hair.  She was
yelling and screaming.  She was thrown to the ground and just lay there.  A
biker was going to mount her.  Jane got to watch him force his cock into
her younger sister.  Now he was fucking her.  Another was fucking her now.
How long could this go on ?

   *****

   Neil was up and tending to the new farm.  He didn't like the drive to
Riverside every day so was sleeping in his car in the driveway.  The
fucking husband wouldn't let him sleep in the house.  This was turning into
a nightmare.  Riverside was cold at night.

   The husband was talking to him about his being away for a couple of days
so Neil wouldn't be able to come by 'cause his wife was alone.  Neil nodded
his head.  He already figured the wife for a push over and was looking
forward to pumping some cock into her.

   Neil drove away several minutes later but didn't drive far.  Went to
breakfast in Riverside and was back about nine a.m.  He knocked on the
door. The wife came to the door.  Neil said he forgot something and she let
him in.  Neil asked if she'd like to get stoned.  Just as he figured, she
was eager, bogarting the joint until she was really fucked up.  Neil
started touching her and she never stopped him.

   She was wearing the house coat she usually wears and had a night gown
underneath.  It all ended up on the floor as Neil aroused the woman with
his hands, mouth and cock.  She wasn't a natural blond and had a strip of
hair between her legs, dark and curly.  Her cunt was tight and very greasy
when Neil slid a finger into her and she went crazy when he started
fingering her like a machine.  Her tits were small mounds with tiny areolae
with erect nipples.  He sucked on them while he finger fucked her.

   Neil left her naked on the couch while he stood and took off his
clothes. He had a nice boner and stroked it before joining her on the
couch. He wasted little time in helping her to straddle his lap.  His cock
slipped right into her and she started bouncing while Neil sucked on her
tits.  A while later he threw her on to her back and crawled between her
legs.  He fucked her down into the couch and left a large wet spot on the
cushion.

   He coaxed her into sucking his cock in the shower before he packed her
fudge.  The young thing was a soiled item when her husband got back into
town and he was never sure what happened.  The weed was growing high and
this Neil was always around.  Several times now.  When he'd fuck his wife
after spending a day with Neil and the plants...Well, he was pretty sure
she'd been fucked before.  She always denied it and the plants...Well, they
were growing and growing.
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