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theswanqu33nsblog · 6 months ago

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Let's get in the back of your cop car, officer!

Warnings: mention of p and v, kind of agressive, sex in public, very vulgar language.

Whatever and it didn't matter, you were in the back seat of the car of a police officer, or rather good-for-nothing Colin Zabel, a detective who hasn't had a case since...he was almost murdered in Easttown. And you knew that whenever he arrested you you would get out the next day, or that maybe it would be your last day enjoying your freedom.

It was late Friday night, Colin had arrested you because you accidentally (not actually) stole a perfume from a hidden store in the city, you thought there were no cameras but oh surprise! Detective Zabel always had the area monitored. So you were in the back seat, and a safety gate so you wouldn't try to attack Colin while he was driving, singing some stupid song from the 80s.

"ya' know, you should have known that I'm everywhere y/n" Colin said as the radio continued playing the music in the background, while one of his free hands was tapping his knee to the rhythm of the song. "I mean, I think I've counted the number of times I've arrested you this last month."

Colin laughed, thinking it was a great joke, perhaps to impress you or perhaps to make you understand that behind that tough detective facade (which he was not) existed a good and funny man... although it always went wrong.

"i could care less" You said rolling your eyes and looking in the rearview mirror where he saw you, he chuckled and raised his eyebrows.

"yeah, i already know that..." Colin said, taking even a slower route to the station, somehow he enjoyed talking to your snarky and sass attitude. "Hey you know, the other day..." he started to speak but you interrupted him again.

"i said, i literally don't care" You repeated, looking at him again, he raised his hands in surrender while his feet controlled the pedals of the car, and in his failed attempt at being a good person he almost ran over a cat, causing him to put his hands on the wheel and swerve the poor little animal.

"You should relax your temper a little, you know? I'm just trying to do my job," He said as he got back to driving well and then clenched his jaw a little. After a while, he felt a slight discomfort in his pelvis informing him that he couldn't hold back the urge to pee. So, parking the car on the side of the road and turning off the engine, he looked at you and then said "I'll get off for a few seconds...I have to make a call, don't get out of the car or you know what's happening to you."

He looked at you for a few seconds and when he saw that you nodded, confused that you had paid attention, he got out of the car, closing the door behind him, he left but then he came back looking at you through the window, which made you raise your eyebrow. "I'm sorry, making sure you listen to me."

He smiled and then went behind a tree, while you tried to see what he was doing there, because clearly, not a call, because the idiot left his phone in the car. Colin unbuckled his seatbelt a little quickly, not being able to resist the urge to pee, this would have been easier if he were going to a gas station but he couldn't risk you running away and getting a quick taxi, at least here in the middle of the nowhere. Everything would be difficult for you to escape. Then he unbuttoned his pants, lowering the zipper, and then lightly pulled down his boxers, taking out his member and taking it with both hands, looking for some direction to point to to pee, well, if he peed in the tree he would be like a dog and he doesn't want to mark territory...that would be strange. Meanwhile, you, amid all the movement he made in that tree, were able to see what he was doing, just his ass on full display and that was enough for you to smile and try to contain your laughter.

Finally determined, Colin began to pee in the grass, moving his hips and drawing a smile in the dirt with his urine, then he frowned when he realized what he was doing and looked away concentrating on peeing. You kept watching what he did, a slight movement and that was enough to steal a glimpse of his dick, to be honest you always wondered what he was hiding under those black pants every time he arrested you, So when he moved, you could see enough, a good sized dick and veins decorated it, Colin's hand squeezing it as he shook it after he finished peeing, how could such a stupid action turn you on in seconds? Maybe it was because you were ovulating and starved for sex and it didn't even matter if it was casual. Colin fastened his pants and belt, wiping his hands on his pants and running back to the car, sitting in the passenger seat and closing the door behind him, breaking you out of your thoughts.

"Damn it's...hot out there" he said letting out a sigh, the smell of his perfume again invading the police car.

"You were peeing right?" you asked even though it was already obvious, he was going to ask you how you knew but you interrupted him "you left your phone here."

"yea' right"

He let out a light laugh and then both stayed silent, he looked at you in the rearview mirror, although in fact he was looking at your breasts in that long-sleeved shirt you were wearing, weren't you wearing a bra? Damn, your nipples were noticeable, something that made his pants start to tighten. He cleared his throat, putting his fist to his mouth and then said. "I uh.."

"You have a big cock" you said, being completely honest, you loved intimidating people although you didn't know exactly when, he looked at you with a wtf face trying to process that.

"alright, thanks....???" He said, with a light blush on his cheeks, then he ran his veined hand over his forehead and hair, pulling it a little with his fingers and then he said. "Hey, I've never understood why girls don't wear bras under their shirts, is it fashion or...?"

When you heard that, you didn't hesitate to laugh, sure sure, he had seen your tits.

"it's comfy" you smirked, and then it occurred to you to shake your breasts, making his eyes open completely, and then he would turn around to see you in full display. He lightly licked his lips watching your breasts bounce when you finished doing that, then looked into your eyes swallowing quickly.

"why did you..." He trailed off

"because it's sexy, isn't it?" you said, speaking softly, and leaning into the protection that separated both from back seats to front seats, your face close to his between the holes.

He just didn't think, he just nodded, it had been a long time since a girl had acted that way around him, in fact, since his fiancée abandoned him at the last minute. "How can you know if I like that? or if someone is okay with doing that in front of an officer" he asked you, looking at you between the holes, speaking softly and with a thick voice.

"All men love that" You whispered with a slight smile, looking at his lap he noticed a tent forming in his pants, great. The only thing missing was being turned on by a girl that he had to take to lock up that night.

He just, got out of the driver's seat, took out his keys opening the door where you were, almost pushing you aside roughly so he could get in back there, then he closed the door and put the keys in his vest. He looked at you, and sighed saying. "It's sexier to do it when you're handcuffed."

You could only smile at that, feeling your belly tingle and your panties slowly getting wet at that, looking at him closer, you could notice his prominent jaw, those fucking brown eyes looking at you as if he wanted to take you as fast as possible. He quickly laid you down on the back seat, getting on top of you, and kissing you slowly on the neck, shit it felt so perfectly good that if you had your hands free you would undress yourself in front of him. His hands slowly caressing your hips, and slowly entering your shirt while you couldn't do anything but close your eyes and gasp wishing you could touch him again.

"shhh" you felt the soft tickle of his breath in your ear, making you bite your lip in anticipation, as then his perfect nose slid over your cheek to your lips, and then slowly kissing your bottom lip, his hands moving up inside your shirt. until he touched the curves of your breasts without a bra, squeezing them from below while he kissed you. Two fingers of his right hand, touching your nipples and squeezing and twisting them hard, pulling on them as you let out a small moan that made him smirk. "Are you wet already?" He looked into your eyes, while he squeezed your breasts, biting his lip, and with his knees, pushing your legs to the sides of him so that you were spread open, just as you could have wished before. Who wouldn't...

"Do you have condoms?" You asked, even though you knew the guy probably got no sex, you didn't want to risk any sexually transmitted diseases, he frowned, removing his hands from your breasts and said.

"Do I look like I'm carrying a whole package of condoms?" He asked and then let out a laugh. He looked at the car windows hoping that no one would pass by or a person would come out of nowhere. And it was almost time to open the gift, his fingers undoing his belt while you noticed the sexy veins in his hands and forearms, damn man how sexy he was. After that, he took your handcuffed wrists, and put them above your head so that you were not in the way, finally, lowering his pants a little followed by his boxers, which you could see were black Calvin Klein ones.

It was no surprise, this man gave off the aroma of Calvin Klein, he was just so perfect. His veined hand pulling out his good sized cock, with two veins adorning the length, he gave it a pair of pumps while with the other hand, he lifted your skirt a little, and pushed your lace panties aside. His thumb rubbing circles on your clit making you gasp with desire, he then said. "Shit...you're so wet" The sound of his voice was so sexy that you probably felt yourself slipping into the seat of his car, he continued to rub your clit making you wetter while with his other hand he continued jerking off his cock to make it harder, which was throbbing of need to be inside you, on the other hand, he remained strong enough not to sink into you so quickly.

His finger slid over your pussy slit, expanding your juices as your legs trembled looking at him, slowly grinding your hips, he brought his hand to his mouth, licking the tips of his three middle fingers, and spitting a little, then brought them back to your pussy and rub more.

"Holy fuck! You are torturing me Zabel, just fuck me" You let out a moan, he just let out a playful giggle, and leaned towards you, biting your earlobe, and finally, you felt the tip of his cock rubbing up and down your slit, and his hand that was now free, He took your leg, lifting it on his hip and pressing his fingers into it, slowly pushing his tip into you making you moan, and pulling it out again, finally, he pushed himself inside you all the way, touching the depths of you. He grunted leaned his forehead on your neck and whispered.

"fuckkk, you're so damn tight," he whispered, then his other hand took your other leg, placing it on his hip as well and squeezing your thighs with his fingers, slowly, moving his hips back and forth, while you moaned close to his ear.

"yes...ghhh...Zabel" You moaned slowly as your arms tried to go towards his neck to hug him, but releasing your thigh he aggressively pushed your cuffed arms back against the car door, and put his hand on your thigh again, fucking you a little faster than how it started.

"Don't touch me" he said, as he gasped, you felt his cock was completely hard inside you, his balls slapping against your ass as he ground himself a little and started to fuck you faster, you could hear the sounds of skin slapping or clapping. in the silence of the car, while your moans increased and his gasps the same.

"yes...yes...just like that, please zabel..."

Your moans ran through his ears, while he bit his lip and his cockhead brushed hard against your hilt, resting his forehead more on the small hollow of your neck, you moaned more and more. His hand, slowly spanking you, sliding up and down your thigh, as you tried to push yourself further into him.

"fuck i think im gonna...fucking cum" He whispered shakily, while his hips hit your pelvis hard making you moan even more than before, feeling a strange sensation of wanting to come without anticipation, you wanted to touch him but surely he would refuse so you preferred to hold on to the roof of the car, squeezing your legs. on the sides of him. His cock slid back and forth inside you, making you gasp and drip on the seat, the mixture of juices began to form when his cock was filled with your white liquid and with one last thrust, perhaps very strong, he came inside you. of you, pressing his pelvis hard against yours to make sure your pussy swallows every residue of his semen, your womb totally infested with him, damn, you even wanted to get pregnant by him so you could tie him to you and have him fuck you like this fucking time.

Gasping, he raised his head looking into your eyes, sliding out of you and shaking his cock to release the last liquid into your vagina, then he pulled up his boxers and buttoned his pants. "Now, let's go, you must be locked up tonight"

As if the little moment of sex you had was going to change the fact that you had to go to fucking jail that fucking night. "What if I give you a blowjob?"

He smiled as he adjusted your panties and skirt and lowering your cuffed wrists he said "Then make sure you keep that mouth shut for when you leave tomorrow, I need a good good morning blowjob."

He got out of the back seat, closing the door and returned to the driver's seat, while you took care of sitting down properly, although as if once again your pussy felt the need for him, with your forehead sweating and panting you said. "Oh shit, you're a son of a bitch," you muttered.

He looked at you in the rearview mirror as he took the car out from where he parked it and told you, "but you moaned so well for me, didn't ya, doll?"

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marchsfreakshow · 1 year ago

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My Sweet Girl [JPM x Fem!Reader]

This man makes me weak. As smutty as I can make myself write. So, not a lot. :') Your perspective.

Take some warnings: Praise, degredation, bondage?? (Just like gently tied up), oral [male receiving], master nickname, so many nicknames.

Since this is smut like, [not fully, but it def happens] minors dni with this post, please read my other fics in the meantime. :)

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The dress was dark, lacy, and short. I preferred them that way. The mirror had a reflection I liked for once. Makeup was slightly smuged on purpose, and the boots matched the odd mix of greys and blacks on the clothing I wore. Yeah I was hot. Good thing too, James had been getting too chummy with the blonde I saw, covered in red constantly. Liz sensed my jealousy as I sat at the bar downing some whiskey.

"Who are you jealous of love?" She piped up, refilling my drink. I just stared at Liz as I felt my light from my eyes disapearing. "The countess." She stated simply, leaning over the bar with a diet coke in her hands. I suddenly felt her tone change when she said the countess's name. Like something happened with them that made them fall out.

"thats the bitches name?"

"that's why you're wearing that?" Scrunching my face up, I nodded. I tipped my head back, gluping the liqour I felt addicted to. It helped me feel some sort of sanity in the crazy hotel. The darkness of the hotel felt lighter as a hand swished past my ass. Unfortunately the dress was short enough that you could see the ends of my ass whenever I sat. I still looked attractive, no one could deny it, but I did recognise that hand. James. He noticed finally.

He just grazed the bottom of my ass before walking off, like I truly wasn't there. I just stared at Liz once james had gone, giving her a confident grin. She nodded as I downed another glass of whiskey, running after James. My mind raced, I wanted him to make sure he knew he was mine. I wanted the countess to see the hickeys on him, on me, and see that he was my James. The thoughts of him tying me up like last time passed my train of thought, a sense of warmth tickling my pelvis. "Jamesss!" We had made it to his room, and i saw ropes. Fantastic.

"Come in pet." Was all he said as I walked in. As soon as my foot landed in the room belonging to James Patrick March, he locked it behind me and grabbed my waist, pulling me in close. His growing erection against the shape of my cheeks. "Why have you worn such a slutty thing hm? Are you trying to get punished for disobeying your master?" The last words were hissed, his breath on my neck, and my wiggling onto his clothed cock. But I wiggled and shook my head no.

"Words. Use them."

"you're getting chummy with a blondie. You're mine." I hissed back at him, freeing myself from his grasp. Immediately I went to the bed, crawling onto it and lying on my back, knowing what James wanted to do.

"Oh my pretty whore, she's a business partner. You mustn't worry about what inquiries she has for me." Words were spat as James followed me, his blazer off on the floor. So was his belt. I could feel myself getting lightheaded more by his words, legs rubbing together to relieve myself of the wetness that had now probably sprawled over my panties. Nothing else was spoken for the next few seconds, only moans and whimpers as James pulled me up onto my knees and kissed me hard. The taste of his absthine locked in with my own taste of whiskey. I never wanted the kiss to end as he was undoing his trousers at the same time. But he did pull away, heavily breathing as he picked up the small rope, motioning to my hands.

Before I knew it was on the floor, my hands tied in front of me, it was a tight knot, but I could take it. And his cock was staring back at me. "Be a good puppy for me." Was all he said before I licked his tip, excited at just getting James to myself for once in this fucking hotel. Everyone needed his attention, I never got much. But those thoughts were erased as James placed a hand on my head, petting me. "Oh puppy..." he whined. I loved it when he whined. It urged me to suck him faster, and I did so, taking in as much of his thick cock as I could, the pre-cum leaking out into my throat. James' moans and whines filled the room, getting closer and closer. I needed him. My own area was going untouched, thankfully, my hands were tied near my pussy, so I rubbed and rubbed through my fishnets and panties. It felt good relieving myself as James had grabbed my hair and was thrusting and thrusting, getting sloppy.

"Fuck, Y/n.!" He moaned one final time as I started to taste his salty cum in my mouth. It made me smirk, knowing he couldn't resist me. I finished swallowing his seed, and sat back up on the bed, looking up at James, his eyes focused on me and my appearance. "You really did want my attention didnt you? You did so good for master." He just smiled at me, putting his trousers back on, still keeping my eye contact. He had me in a trance, and i didn't feel i could look away. So I just held up my hands, pointing then towards the dark man in front of me. He obliged with my quiet requesty and took off the ropes, immediately noticing some rope burn.

"Hm?" I questioned his look, as I couldn't feel any rope burn. Until he put some ointment on the worse parts. "Yeesh! Careful master!" James smiled at me, and kissed my nose, not giving a proper response.

"I love you Y/N but please my hummingbird, you must be patient with The Countess, okay?" He laid me back down on the bed and allowed a hand to run over my stomach, keeping me close.

"Okay sir. I promise."