Hannah Bronto
Lovers in paradise

CHAPTER ONE: Mal Brings Her In

"Oh… it's building nicely," Valerie Marple moaned. She began to bite her lower lip. Her body was moving rapidly now, driving up and down, sliding the moist sleeve of her cunt around and across the throbbing length of my erect cock. A wet, squishing noise echoed up from between her thighs, and I knew it was the sound of her cunt as it kissed itself sloppily against my driving belly. She moaned again. "It's good, Mal… very good."

I leaned down upon her, pressing my body's weight up into her tent. My knees strained against the slickness of the sheets under us as I sought even more leverage with which to drill my cock in and out of her gripping passageway. As if in protest, the bed squeaked under our combined weight as Valerie began to buck wildly.

"Oh… it's good, lover," she moaned. Her head rolled from side to side as her rekindled, passion began to mount. "Oh, it's good! Fuck me, Mal… Please – fuck me!"

I lowered myself carefully onto her slender, tensed body, relaxing my arms until I was balanced on my elbows and knees. Valerie's breasts were crushed under the pressing weight of my chest, and I could feel the hard tickle of her nipples as they rubbed back and forth. They were hot and burning, like the ends of smoldering ashes.

Valerie slithered her hands around my hips and grabbed onto my hard, driving ass. With her crimson-tipped fingernails, she dug into the muscles, squeezing the knotted cheeks as though her orgasm were somewhere inside of me, and she were trying to force it out into her body.

"Oh, fuck me, Malachi!" she cried. Her hands gripped me tightly. Her arms were like steel bands which joined us in our mutual pleasure. "Fuck me, Mal… fuck me. Fill me up with your cock!"

I bent forward and kissed her on the mouth. It was open and wet, waiting eagerly for my lips. I sunk my tongue inside of her, exploring the damp cavern beyond her teeth. I rolled my tongue over her own dormant tongue, searching out the secret pockets of sweetness which lay between her soft inner cheeks and down in the honeyed depths of her throat. My tongue stabbed hard into her mouth, and she sucked upon it furiously, as though it were perhaps my cock, and she were trying to dram it of sperm; as if she were trying to pull it out by its root so that she might swallow it, wiggling still, deep into her belly.

The touch of my mouth awakened Valerie's tongue from its momentary slumber, and she lashed it viciously against the wet invader between her lips. She pushed me back into my own mouth, shoving me stiffly, sensually, with the spongy hardness of her driving, licking tongue. I captured the soft piece of flesh between my lips, and bit down into it, grinding my teeth gently back and forth, sawing into the darting, spear-like tip.

Excitedly, Valerie broke the kiss off. Her mouth began to go wild all over my face, licking me, kissing me, spreading saliva against my mouth until I dripped with her slippery wet passion.

"Oh, fuck me, Mal!" she cried. She lifted her legs from the mattress, and suspended them in the air, one on either side of my hunching body. Her unanchored legs jerked helplessly up and down, like a puppet dangling from the end of a string, as I drove my cock mercilessly in and out of the tight, squeezing hole of her cunt. "Fuck me, Mal – I'm going to come!"

I slid my mouth down the side of her face, exploring first the tight funnel of her ear, and then I tickled her neck with the tip of my tongue, pushing further down until I was gliding over the hard ridge of her chest. My mouth slid up the firm cone of her breast. I closed my lips over the erect nipple.

"Oh God – yes!" she cried. "Suck them, Mal… please! My breasts…! Suck them, suck them… fuck me!"

The flesh of her breast was hard under the pinch of my fingers, and the nipple was stiff and hot in my mouth. I lashed the throbbing nub with my tongue, flitting it back and forth, rubbing it until it trembled with pleasure. Suction from my drawn-in breath caused the button-like nipple to ooze up into my mouth, and I pursed my lips around it, sucking it until it was long and distended. Saliva dribbled from my mouth, trickling down her hard, swollen hill of flesh until I could feel it spreading stickily between my pinching fingers.

"I'm… going to… come!" Valerie moaned. "Oh, my God… oh, my God!"

I lifted myself slowly now, away from the clutching tug of her writhing body. I extended my arms, until rd returned to the position rd been in before: above her body, looking down at her. My elbows were locked out, my arms were stiff, and my body was at an incline over her nakedness.

I could see her small firm breasts once more. The nipples were erect and pointed at the ceiling, like twin rockets ready to soar off into the cosmos. Her right breast was wet and drippy, with a thick colorless film of saliva dribbling down her squirming body.

"Fuck me…" Valerie moaned, working her hips up and down. She used her cuntal muscles like a vise, squeezing the velvet channel powerfully around the swollen rigidity of my thrusting cock. "Fuck me… fuck me… I'm going to come… soon… soon!"

Looking down at her, her cunt appeared swollen and huge; I could see the clitoris throbbing between the lips of her quivering pussy. At the base of my belly I could see the thick white wedge of my driving cock, moving in and out of her gushing, creaming cunt. My belly was coated with all the sloppy discharges of her sexual excitement, and my balls were slapping dully between her open thighs.

"I can feel it… inside of me!" Valerie moaned, almost incoherent in her passion. "Your cock, Malachi. Your wonderful cock…! Fuck me with it… fuck me…! I'm going to… come!"

Without losing a single stroke of my cock as it moved in and out of her, I pulled even further back from her grabbing body. I lifted my arms from the mattress, one at a time, and I placed them on the far side of Valerie's bobbing, dangling thighs so that her body was almost bent in half. Her calves rested against my chest, and her naked feet jerked rhythmically up and down as they curved over the muscular ridges of my shoulders.

I was driving straight down into her now, and Valerie's cunt was turned up, openly greeting the stab of my cock. I leaned over her, pressing her body into an S-shape, with her breasts crushed against the top of her own thighs. Her cunt was inches away from her open, moaning mouth. The smell of oozing cunt filled the air.

"So… deep!" she cried, squirming in pleasure. "Oh, God… you're in so deep… so… deep!"

I pushed down with my body, bending her even further over, almost in half. My arms strained against the back of her legs as I pressed her down with the weight of my shoulders. My cock was hammering deeply in and out of her cunt, driving it in until it could go no further; then I pulled it out until it almost disengaged. In and out, in and out, I drove it in and out, pressing belly against belly, cock against cunt, intermingling the sweaty hairs of our crotches. I could see my cock as it quivered in the puddle of her melting twat, all wet and juicy with the dripping excitement of her budding orgasm.

I was beginning to enjoy the full pleasure of our fucking. With a grunting determination, I rocked myself in and out of her body. Valerie was very close to coming and I wanted to bring myself to orgasm before she came for the second time.

"I'm going to come – now!" she screamed. Spasmodically the lips of her cunt tightened around my cock. "Now, baby… NOW!"

I grunted and thrust deeply into her. Her cunt began to climb hungrily around the length of my plunging cock. Each time I drove my cock all the way into her, I could feel the hard nub of her clit against my heaving belly. Her cunt was oozing with wetness, as it spilled like a waterfalls over the crown of her belly, and down into the valley between the curve of her ass.

"I'm… coming!" Valerie screamed. "Fuck me, Mal… I'm coming!"

As I drove all the way into her, Valerie suddenly opened her eyes. She stared with wild disbelief between her widely parted thighs, looking up at the swollen softness of her own coming cunt. It was suspended in the air, just inches above her face. Her jaw fell slack, and her eyes seemed to glaze over as she stared at the incredible sight of herself getting fucked.

"Ooohhh – I love it!" she groaned, still soaring at the height of her orgasm. "I can see your cock… going in and out of my… pussy. Fucking me… fucking me – oh, my God I'm coming!"

I could feel my own orgasm now, briming near the base of my spine, like a tight ball of prickly pleasures. I thrust in and out of Valerie's oozing, juicing tint, feeling the softly pleasurable friction of my cockhead as it rubbed against the clinging lining of her vaginal tunnel. All kinds of secretions were sweating down around the shaft of my cock so that it made a dull whooshing sound as I parted the moist folds of her tender flesh.

"Oh, Jesus… God!" she cried, her deep blue-eyes all wide and white with staring excitement. "It's fantastic… fantastic!"

I was grunting now, and sweat was running freely down my back. That ball of pleasure inside of me began to grow, and I was suddenly very aware of my own building orgasm. My thighs trembled, and my cock was rock-hard with a strained rigidity. I slammed my weight against Valerie's bent, supplicating body, pressing myself deeply into her cunt, reaching my cock after that elusive tickle of sensation that would bring me to climax.

"Get ready for me," I grunted at her. I pounded my hips savagely against her up-turned cunt, meeting the undulations of her thighs with the stinging slap of my forward driving thrusts. My cock was like a knife, cutting through the soft, mushy butter of her orgasm. "Get ready for me!"

"Oh, God!" Valerie moaned. The color had drained from her face until she seemed to be in pain from coming so powerfully. "Oh… oh… oh…"

Wave after wave of burning sensation began to wash across my drilling middle. I tightened down inside of me, pressing my flesh around the growing hardness of my orgasm, squeezing my muscles around it so that I could somehow prevent it and, at the same time, somehow heighten it. I thrust forward, viciously, anxiously, in and out of Valerie's sucking, draining cunt.

"Soon…" I announced. My hips worked like a piston driving the shaft of my cock deep into the channel of her cunt. "I'm going to come any second!"

Valerie thrashed wildly, kicking her feet up and down on either side of my head. Her cunt was like a slack, quivering mouth around the bluntness of my hammering cock, straining to mumble out her strident pleasure. There were almost tears in her eyes as she grated herself against me, greedily trying to bring herself to yet another orgasm. She clawed her breasts, digging her fingernails into the tender mounds of flesh until her knuckles were white, and there were red marks on her swollen breasts.

"Oh, God!" she moaned, digging her nails into her body until she broke the flesh and began to bleed. "I'm coming… I'm coming – again!"

Her cunt was on fire, and it felt as though my cock were going to shrivel up inside of her from the intense heat of her passion. It was like driving through a solid wall of molten lava. Gritting my teeth against the throbbing sensation, I grabbed her ass cheeks between my fingers, and I rammed myself all the way into her.

"Jesus!" I cried. "Jesus…"

Valerie's cunt felt like a pair of hands wrapping themselves around the end of my cock, finger by finger. In this position her cunt was narrow and constricted, incredibly tight. Excitedly, I pushed myself through the moist flap of her clinging flesh, as if I were drilling the entrance hole myself, with the searing tip of my knifelike cock.

I began to come. Thick, hot surges of pleasure coursed down the length of my flesh-encased cock as I began to pump the sticky, rich fluid of my orgasm into the swollen depths of her body. Through the haze of my excitement, I could feel my balls swelling up and growing tight under the buried shaft of my cock as I sprayed out the sweet fullness of my bubbling sperm.

"Oh… God!" Valerie cried, feeling the hot, swirling gush of my sperm enter her cunt. "I'm coming again…! I'm coming again…! I'm coming again!"

I grunted and held back, tightening down around my cock so that the sperm would jet from me in an intensely powerful stream. My balls were emptying, and I could feel my whole body draining as I opened myself to the flood of the orgasm. Quivering spasms of release rippled up from my groin, and I felt my cock draw back, then drive forward, like the recoiling of a gun. Bullets of sperm were exploding from the muzzle of my cock as I shot the sperm deeply, hotly, powerfully into the swallowing softness of her cunt, until she was oozing in my come.

"I'm still coming!" she moaned, delirious with her pleasure. "My God… I'm still coming!"

Her cunt began to quiver around my blunt, exploding cock, as though she were drowning from the rushing flood which bubbled into her. Her pussy was an insatiable mouth, sucking out the thick hot richness of my sperm as though she were some insane sexual glutton.

We dueled like that for a long time, the spewing hardness of my cock trying to match itself against the velvet squeeze of her oozing cunt. I felt myself beginning to deflate inside of her, just as I sensed the steel-like grip of her cuntal muscles relaxing their tenacious hold on my organ.

I hunched forward once more, driving my limp cock into the puddle between her thighs, and Valerie ground her cunt against me, squeezing my shrinking shaft with a weak, last cuntal caress. Exhausted, I fell heavily against her. She collapsed under the strain of my body's weight.

For a long while I just lay on top of her, breathing, heavily. My cock was just barely in her cunt: sperm oozed from the open mouth of her vagina, and I could feel the thick, runny discharge seeping down her body spreading all across the mattress.

And then my communicator buzzed softly. I cursed it fitfully in my exhaustion.

Valerie began to laugh.

"What's so funny, Miss Marple?" I asked, wheezing a I tried to catch my breath.

"That," she said when the communicator buzzed again, this time a little louder. "I'd never thought rd see the day that I'd be glad to hear that sound. But thank God it buzzed now and not three minutes ago. I would have vaporized the son-of-a-bitching thing!"

"Shut up," I muttered, mustering all my remaining strength to lift my exhausted frame away from the mattress. I flopped over brokenly, my arm extended out and down as my fingers fumbled with the lump of clothing scattered across the module floor. I found my pants, but I couldn't separate the communicator from my pants, so I lifted them up to my mouth and spoke into the buckle speaker. "Browne here," I said, depressing the button.

"Malachi, where the hell are you?"

"Is that you, Sergeant Mycroft?" I asked.

"Who did you think it was?" he asked. Then, before I had a chance to respond, he asked: "Where are you? I've been hailing you on every conceivable frequency. What's up?"

I looked over at Miss Marple. She was laying back in the relaxing afterglow of her exhaustion.

"I've just brought in Valerie Marple," I said, smiling crookedly at her.

Valerie was a beautiful woman. Long black hair, deep clear blue eyes, and a rich sensual, mouth that pulled into a lazy smile. Her body was hard and full, ripened into perfect maturity, with small firm breasts and a flat but heaving belly. The nipples on her breasts were still stiff with draining passion. Her flesh was a clear, now flushed pink, and the tips of her breasts were a deer coral color. Against the smokey blackness of her hair, the tone of her naked body was in striking contrast.

"Valerie Marple." Sergeant Mycroft was impressed. "How did you grab hold of her?"

I laughed softly. "I have my ways."

"The Commissioner will be pleased…"

"Speaking of the Commissioner…"

"Yes, speaking of the Commissioner," Mycroft asserted; remembering why he'd called me, "he'd like to see you in his office immediately. And that was a while ago, when I fast began looking for you."

"What's up?"

"How the hell do I know. You know he doesn't tell me anything…"

"Bullshit. You tell him everything. I haven't seen a sergeant yet who wasn't really the one who ran a police department…"

"Ain't that the truth…"

"Now, what did he want, Sergeant?"

"I really don't know, Mal. It beats the hell out of me. The old man is really tight-kipped about it, but it's big, whatever it is. That much I can tell."

"No idea at all?"

"Well – I-I… I think I'd let him tell you about it. Because if it is what I think it is, it's very big. Too big to say over the open bands, even on this Godforsaken frequency."

"Now you've got me interested."

"So why don't you get your ass over here and find out for sure. Then you can let me in on it."

I looked again over at Miss Marple. A residual throb of pleasure made my cock twitch. "I'll be reporting in just as soon as possible…"

"Good. At least now I can tell the Commissioner something. Get him off my back."

"Browne out." I depressed the switch, and dropped the pants back to the module floor. The buckle clinked against the plasteel thickness.

"Malachi…" Valerie purred. She sat up, putting her hand to her cunt. She ran her fingertips through the moist, pearly-wet crack. Sperm stained her fingers, and she brought them up to her lips. With her pink darting tongue, she licked the fingers clean of my come. "I know that sounds important, but do you think you might have a little more time for me…?"

I crawled up between her thighs, licking at her oozing crotch. "I always like to give my prisoners the best possible treatment. You'll never hear any rumors of police brutality about Malachi Browne…"

As my tongue slithered between the lips of her cunt, Miss Valerie Marple clutched my head with both her hands; and pulled me tightly against her wet underside. She began to moan.

"Oohhh, I like being arrested by you…"