Precinct Twenty-Three /pt-17 Terminator VS Tempest-4 CHAOS!
The phone rang in Jake Valentine's apartment. He and his new girlfriend (Peaches) had been sleeping peacefully in each other's arms, when they were suddenly and rudely awakened. "Hello...?" answered Jake groggily, as Peaches rested her head on his chest.
"Jake, it's McConnell! It's going down! We're headed out to Tempest's place right now!" yelled the capt, from his car as he sped down the streets through North Philly.
Jake jumped up, startling Peaches.
"NOW, sir?" asked Jake, holding the phone to his ear. "Yes sir! I'm on my way!" he finished, slamming down the receiver as he jumped from the bed.
"Where'r you going?" asked Peaches, watching Jake squeeze into his jeans and sneakers.
"That was the captain! They found Gardner! It's going down NOW!" he said, rushing.
"So why do YOU have to go? You're off duty!" said Peaches, wanting him to come back to bed.
"Peaches..., I've GOT to go! I have to see this through! You know what Gardner did to me!" he said, pulling on a t-shirt and grabbing his fire arm and shield.
"Then I'm going too!" said Peaches, throwing back the covers to reveal her naked body.
"No baby, that's not necessary!" said Jake, keeping her in bed.
"But I want to go!" she said, insistent.
"I'll worry about you less if you're here!" said Jake, kissing her on the forehead. "Now go to sleep! I'll call you when it's all over!" he added, running out the door.
OGONTZ and DRUMMING
Gardner and Whitmen were like 2 elite forces, barreling through Tempest's men as if they were armatures shooters in a carnival shooting gallery. Bodies lay everywhere. Luckily Rashad had given up the lay out of Tempest's place, after much more anal torturing from Gardner and Whitmen. The 2 officers took turns butt fucking the young black punk drug dealer, then shoved other objects up his anus to totally ruin the track. Rashad told them everything they needed to know when they finally stick the long barrel of a rifle up his bleeding ass, and threatened to pull the trigger.
While Gardner went upstairs to check Tempest's main quarters, Whitmen went down, fueled by the hatred inflicted on his wife. He could still see the video tape clearly in his mind as Tempest's men raped her repeatedly, their big black hung cock stretching her poor pink pussy until they exploded their filthy juices inside her. He would make the all pay for violating his family. For every drug dealer he killed, he felt a little more vindicated. During a stand off in the basement dwelling with 6 dealers, Whitmen threw in a hand grenade, blowing up the corridor and effectively killing every one of them. As he sifted through the body parts, he saw Tempest high tailing it down the other end.
"Bruce! I have visual! I repeat, I have visual! Tempest is in the basement level!" he yelled into his mic as he started the chase.
"I read you, Doug! I'm on my way!" yelled Gardner, running through the halls.
Whitmen shot ahead of himself, trying to nick or mane Tempest and shorten his chase. But Tempest kept disappearing behind doorways and entrances. He fired back a few rounds, nearly hitting Whitmen several times while in pursuit before disappearing down into the sub-basement where he stored his "dungeon".
Whitmen followed with caution. Since it was only he and Gardner, he was able to shoot at anything that moved and not have to worry about killing another officer of innocent civilian. He heard a door open and slam several yards up and around the corner, and quickly ran to catch up. He crept up to the door, his hands holding tight around his revolver as he reached for the knob. He decided to open it quickly to surprise whoever was on the other side, but was shocked to find not Tempest or one of his men, but a 6 foot tall black gorilla standing before him in rage!
"YAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!" he screamed as the gorilla grabbed him, and threw him into the room like a rag doll. Whitmen hit the wall, the wind instantly knocked from his lungs as he fell to the floor in a daze. Before he could recover, the gorilla tore at his clothes and skin, it's nails ripping through his flesh like wet toilet paper. Whitmen grabbed for his fallen gun, but was pulled out of its reach as he was flipped over onto his stomach, and fucked up the ass by the creature's thick 13 inch cock!
Whitmen's eyes nearly popped from their sockets as his asshole was busted by the enormously erect animal phallus. Tempest kept the ape hyped off his street drug "Sexstacy" (a drug which put people into a sexual frenzy), so that he was always high and horny. Whitmen didn't have a chance against the beast as his asshole was ripped to shreds and fucked deep.
Blood shot everywhere as the gorilla wrapped its strong arms about Whitmen's waist and fucked him. Whitmen's ceased screaming with every plunge of the monster's cock which bore ever deeper through his colon and intestines to rip through his guts and shatter his spleen. Whitmen was dead from bleeding and trauma long before the beast came inside him.
By the time Gardner made his way down to the sub-level, Tempest and the ape were both gone, and Whitmen was found naked and dead on the floor, his ass torn in half in a pool of red blood and slimy white semen oozing from his bloody insides. Gardner threw up from the sight of his long time friend. But he quickly pulled himself together when he heard on his policemen radio that the cops had the street cornered off at both ends and was rounding up dealers and bodies.
OUTSIDE...
...the police was barricading off the street, the snipers were picked off and chased away by police helicopters. Police wore riot gear with shields, helmets, and bulletproof vests. McConnell arrived and ordered they secure the way for firefighters whom needed cover to hook up their hoses. By now the fire was raging out of control, spreading to 4 buildings. The fire engines rolled onto the small one way street from both ends. They rushed to assemble the hoses before the entire block got destroyed. One of the fighters screwed the end of the hose to a hydrant, just as he turned it on, he was shot in the back by a dealer from one of the windows. Police opened fire at the gunmen, killing him with several hits. The firefighter was pulled to safety and attended to by rescue workers. The other fighters went on dosing the flames with their hoses, trying to gain some control while McConnell and his team went in to find survivors. Malik (with his arm in a sling) was left to crowd control. He made sure no one (including the media) got too close to the scene. Jake pulled up in his Jeep, and fought his way through the crowd. Malik stopped him in his tracks, until he saw the white officer display his badge.
"Where's McConnell?" he asked, looking down the block at the giant blaze.
"He went inside!" said Malik, wishing he was in there with him.
Jake pulled his gun.
"Did they find Gardner?" he asked, hoping they did.
"I'm not sure! I haven't heard anything since they went in!" responded Malik.
"I'm going in too!" informed Jake, running across the street.
"Hold up!" yelled Malik, following behind him.
The 2 officers ran into the closest entrance, it was a house 5 doors down from Tempest's main house, but Tempest had tunnels connecting them all through the basements. They made their way through the dwelling, stepping over bodies and rushing rooms. Smoke filled the corridors, cutting visuals and breathing in half. When the first floor collapsed, the flames reached into the drug room, causing a huge explosion which rocked through the buildings foundations and exploded outward to send bricks, wood, and glass to shower into the firefighters and rescue workers working the street.
The crowd of spectators and media screamed in terror as the ground shook and their ears rang. The bodies of people inside the burning building was blown to the street, their dead mangled forms blown from limb to limb.
Inside, officers Jake Valentine and Malik Jones were thrown into another room where they slowly came to. Malik's first thought was of the captain! He ran back towards the way they were headed, but was held back by the intense heat and smoke! Jake came to, pushing fallen debris off his body as he staggered to his feet. He saw Malik trying to brave the flames, and grabbed him to pull him back a safe distance.
"You can't go in there! You'll kill yourself!" he said.
"David...!" yelled Malik, fearing he lost yet another person he cared for!
"The captain's safe!" assured Jake, hopefully. He looked into the flames just as firefighter started to douse them with a torrent of water. "I hope!"
IN THE BASEMENT...
McConnell and his crew were the closest to the explosion. They survived with only one casualty as they were practically buried under nearly 5 stories of building. McConnell was the first to call out, followed by the other 7 men from his unit. Through the thick smoke and heat, he could hear one of his men screaming as if the life was being ripped from his body. McConnell and several others made their way through the fallen wreckage, to find officer Mucullan being brutally anal raped by a huge black ape.
"HOLY SHIT!" yelled Jackson, hardly believing his eyes as Mucullan's ass split on the monster's huge dong!
"Don't just stand there, shoot it!!" ordered McConnell, aiming his gun at the creature. He fired 3 shots into the beast's shoulder, but the bullets only seemed to enrage him more.
He tossed Mucullan's limp body aside, and pounced towards the shooting officers. Jackson, McConnell, Lewis, and Cortez were knocked to the ground in one swipe. Jackson was grabbed (his bones could be heard snapping like twigs as the gorilla ripped at his clothing). He screamed as he was quickly flipped face down, and his dry asshole pierced for the first time.
"AAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!" he screamed, feeling his inside bored into. The ape yelled a triumphant cry as he took yet another victim with his prowess. But before he could start pumping (insuring Jackson's certain death), he was met with a bombardment of bullets. He dropped Jackson's body as he dislodged from his asshole to deflect the spray of metal. For a creature over 6 feet tall, he was extremely agile and fast. He jumped forward and slammed into the officers full force, pinning captain McConnell to the ground. Up close, McConnell could smell the foul stench of the animal, as the scent of decayed bodies perfumed his wooly fur. McConnell felt his clothes being ripped off his body. He saw the huge oddly shaped cock of the creature looking to bury itself in his entrails. McConnell aimed his gun up into the monster's chest, and let fly an array of bullets. At least 10 shots hit the creature point blank, but still it attacked him aggressively (hyped off Tempest's "Sextasy" drug).
McConnell's gun clip clicked empty as he went through all his bullets. He felt the end was near as the ape's cock touched upon his dry pucker. Just as it was about to plunge into his deepest depths, a spray of bullets set forth, hitting the monster multiple times in the face and chest. Kong (the ape) stumbled backwards, then fell onto his back with blood rushing from it's mangled face and chest, -it's brains oozing from one side of it's head. McConnell turned around to find both Jake and Malik standing in the corridor, both holding smoking revolvers.
"You okay, captain?" asked Jake, rushing to the capt's side.
McConnell's heart was in his throat as he was helped up to his feet. What was left of his clothing fell to the floor, revealing his tight muscular well defined body and hung cock. Jake's eyes lingered on it as he helped his superior to his feet.
"I...I'm okay..." answered McConnell, in shock. "Just check on Jackson!" he said, pointing in the direction of the fallen officer. Malik stood paralyzed as McConnell stumbled his way over to him. Malik caught him in his arms, his heart beating a mile a minute at the thought of the capt's death.
Without a thought of the other officer's, he wrapped his arms around the capt in a show of happiness. McConnell returned the embrace, holding Malik tightly. After a full minute, they broke the hug, and started to attend to the other officers.
"How's Jackson?" he asked, rushing to the officer's side. "Is he alive?"
"Barely..." said Cortez, trying to stop the bleeding coming from the gaping hole in Jackson's ass. McConnell got on the wire...
"We need immediate medical in the lower level basement -NOW!"
"Any sign of Gardner, Whitmen, or Tempest?" asked Jake, wondering if they were killed in the explosion.
"Nothing. I believe they got away!" answered McConnell, mournfully.
SNYDER'S DRIVE
A cab pulls up in front of Peaches apt building, she tells the driver to wait as she plans to rush up the stairs to grab a few necessary items from her place. "Peaches...!!" called someone from across the street. Peaches looked up to see her old friend and fellow drag-queen (Mercedes) running towards her.
"Is that my Janet Jackson 'that's the way love goes' wig?" asked Peaches, recognizing her shit immediately.
"oh..., well..., the door was open after Terminator and his friend busted in to kill you and your white-boy boyfriend! I knew you'd want me to look after your stuff for you while you were gone!" smiled Mercedes, honestly believing Peaches would never return.
"Whatever, bitch! I just came to pick up some clothes." said Peaches, turning towards her the apt. "What the hell happened here?" she asked, looking at all of the broken glass on the street, and the left over police tape laying below the entrance. She looked up at the top floor, and noticed the broken window.
"Oh, that was Terminator, too!" said Mercedes, a 5 foot 6 tan complexioned puerto-rican with the shape, hips, ass, and face of Jennifer Lopez. "He came back here, gunning everybody in sight! He killed Pookie, Lo-Lo, Derek, Jace, Roy'el..., then took Rashad hostage, -AFTER he butt fucked him on the top floor in that window in front of everybody!"
"Butt-fucked, Rashad?" asked Peaches, stunned. Rashad and the other men on Tempest's payroll were no push overs, Peaches had seem them do some horrible things to people over the years. For Gardner to have come in and killed them all, then ass fuck one of them on his own turf..., he had to be one BAD ASS Motherfucker!
"You should've heard him...," laughed Mercedes. "...he was screaming and crying like a bitch! Even I didn't scream that much when Terminator and his pig-friends first fucked me!"
"You know straight men can't take dick for shit!" reminded Peaches. "Rashad and them'r used to giving, not receiving!"
"I guess. Did you hear about what happened to Temp's drug house?" asked Mercedes, following Peaches up the stairs. There were more yellow police tape as well as chalked out-lines of Tempest's men on the stairs and hall ways.
"No. What?" asked Peaches, trying to get in and out as fast as possible.
"It's on fire!" blurted Mercedes. "Something exploded, and the whole thing went up in smoke! I hear the cops'r all over it!"
"Where's Tempest?" asked Peaches, putting her key in the door.
"Right here." said Tempest, snatching the door open dramatically. Peaches and Mercedes nearly screamed from fright. Then they noticed Tempest was bleeding, as blood dripped down from his arm onto Peaches old carpet.
OGONTZ and DRUMMING
Officer Jackson was rushed off by ambulance to the nearest hospital for emergency surgery and a police escort. Other bodies were being excavated as arrest were being made. The fire department was just starting to get the blaze under control, when Captain McConnell was call over to identify one of the bodies. He, Malik, and Jake took a moment from the immense chaos, and walked over to the line of about 15 dead bodies lining the sidewalk under red stained sheets. McConnell squatted down next to the body in question, and flipped back the face cover. "It's Whitmen." he confirmed.
"How'd he die?" asked Malik, curiously.
"He was in the sub-level below the basement. It appears he was..., ripped apart from the inside out!" said the officer that found him. "His ass looked like it..., exploded!"
"Same as Carl's..." said Jake, referring to the undercover officer that was found dead at the water front (back in chap-6).
"Obviously it was done by the same Gorilla that attacked Jackson." said McConnell, re-covering Whitmen's face. "This means we have a direct link between Thompson (the dead officer in chap-6) and Tempest Williams. The gorilla was HIS, it was found on his property! All we need to do now is find him, and we can charge him for Carl's murder!"
"We have to find him before Bruce does." said Jake, knowing how ruthless Gardner is.
"With any luck, they'll kill each other." said Malik, looking at the row of dead young black men.
"Where can they go?" asked McConnell. "The whole city's looking for them both!"
"There may've been other officers on the force that were in their circle." reminded Jake.
"Oh..., I'm doing a FULL Internal Investigation of that, Jake. Believe me!" said McConnell. "As for right now though, let's keep this between US! We don't know how deep this goes, or who's involved!" Malik and Jake agreed, what with the mayor's aid's name mentioned as one of Tempest's frequent quests, who knows how high this conspiracy goes? "Look Jake, is Peaches secure?" asked McConnell, concerned for the transvestite's whereabouts incase they needed her as a future witness.
"She's good..., sir." said Jake, uncomfortably. "I..., I took her to MY apartment."
"Good. When was the last time you talked to her?" asked McConnell.
"uh..., not since I left to come here, sir." answered Jake.
"Call her." said McConnell, handing Jake his cell phone. "Tell her you'll be out for awhile. Make sure she's okay.." insisted the Captain.
"Yes, sir." said Jake, accepting the cell.
"Who's Peaches?" whispered Malik, to the Capt.
"I'll tell you later."
Jake called, but the phone just rang and rang until his answering machine picked up.
"She didn't answer." said Jake, concerned. He and McConnell stared at each other for what seemed like an eternity.
"Go!" said McConnell, allowing Jake to leave the scene to go check on Peaches in person. "We'll be right behind you as soon as possible!"
SNYDER'S DRIVE "Aaahhhh..., shit bitch! What the fuck'r you doing?" yelled Tempest, flinching from the pain.
"Hold still!" shouted Peaches, trying to clean Tempest's womb with an antiseptic before sowing it up with a needle and thread. "If I don't CLEAN it first, it could get infected!" she explained. Tempest calm down, and watched Peaches dab the wet towel onto his womb, cleaning off the blood and infection.
"Remember how you used to mend my wombs when we were younger?" he asked, feeling nostalgic. "Knife wombs, bullet wombs..., remember that time I was impaled on a crowbar?"
"Highlight of my life." said Peaches sarcastically, tending to business.
"We used to be quite an item." he smirked, recalling the hot times they had together. "What happened to us?"
"You got richer, and I got older." she said, concentrating as she made the first suture. "Hold still."
"You were my best bitch, you know that?" he asked, feeling the needle go through his skin. "Still is." he added, looking over at Mercedes whom sat across the small room. Tempest looked around, taking in a good look at Peaches' drab place. "What a shit-hole!" he said, missing the comforts of his own private apt within his burning drug compound. "Why didn't you hit me up before? I could've set you up inna much better place then this!"
"I like it..." lied Peaches, having heard Tempest's promises before. "...it's cozy."
"For MICE, maybe!" said Tempest. "But MY gurl should be living in high fashion, not slumming in this place!"
"It's YOUR building, Tempest." reminded Peaches, calling him a 'slum lord'. "Besides..., I ain't been YOUR girl inna long time!"
"You'll ALWAYS be MY gurl!" said Tempest, grabbing Peaches face with his free hand. They stared into each other's eyes for a minute, then Peaches grabbed Tempest's wrist.
"Just let me finish sewing you up." she said. Tempest released his grip reluctantly, allowing her to continue. 30 minutes later, she bandaged his arm with a clean cloth and tape. "You really should let a doctor take a look at that..." she said, knowing he wouldn't. "...even though it's just a flesh womb, it can still be dangerous."
"Naaaw..." said Tempest, checking out the bandage work in the mirror. "...you did good! "The hospital'll just report me to the police! And I can't have that shit, -you know that!"
"So what'r you gonna do?" asked Peaches, ready to return to Jake. "I hear your fortress is gone.
"Yea..., thanx to the fuckin cops, and that double crossin mayor!" said Tempest, looking at his reflection in the mirror. He turned around, facing his hostess. "You know I can bounce back and rebuild my shit..., I'm Tempest motherfuckin Williams!" he boasted, giving himself a boost of confidence. "But I NEED to take care of some things first! Namely that fuckin Terminator! He don't know it yet, but he a deadman!"
Peaches didn't respond. She'd seen Tempest like this before, -plenty of time in fact. He was a heart attack waiting to happen. What she really wanted was to get her shit and leave, but she knew Tempest would want to know where she was going, -this was her place after all. She couldn't possibly say she was leaving to go live with her white cop boifriend across town, -Tempest would kill them both.
"You need to get yourself so rest, so you can heal." suggested Peaches, hoping Tempest had another stronghold he could go to.
"I'll rest when I'm dead!" said Tempest, a line Peaches knew all too well. How many times had Tempest come home to their first place together with blood on his hands, and sprinkled all over his clothing? How many times had she seen him beat some poor slob to dead with his bare hands, or kill some rival with just a passing thought? Tempest was a dangerous man. Worse yet, he was a dangerous man without a conscious or a soul, -which made him capable of anything! Peaches knew to stay apart of his world would mean certain death, and she wasn't ready to die yet.
"Well..., I just came for a change of clothes..." she said, walking over to her packed closet. "...I have to get back to work."
"Fuck work!" said Tempest. "Come here!"
Reluctantly she abandoned her mission, and walked over to where he stood. She could see the lump in his pants already starting to push out his crotch."I don't want you working the streets right now. I want you here, with me." he ordered softly, pulling one of her titties from the top of her dress. Peaches didn't fight, she knew better than to refuse Tempest. She was his property, to do with as he well pleased. She merely stood there emotionless as he freed her tit, then leaned in to suckle the nipple. After a few second, Tempest summoned Mercedes, whom had been sitting quietly hoping to blind in with the woodwork. He sat back in a nearby chair and ordered the 2 she-males to "fuck". Without hesitation Mercedes reached in and started caressing Peaches.
Peaches was 6 foot, slim, dark brown, with a 9 and 1/2 inch fat dick. Mercedes was 5-7, petite, lite skin, with a 6 inch dick. She pulled Peaches onto the bed with her, and began kissing and licking all over her. She and Peaches had performed together before, on numerous occasions for the cops, clients, Tempest's men, conventions, -you name it. This time however, Peaches was into it. She and Mercedes always had a friend/hate/friend rivalry, with Peaches being the "old maid" at 26, and Mercedes being the "new blood" at just 18. She may have been young, but she had experience.
From the time she was a baby she was getting fucked up the ass royally by her 15 year old biological father and his friends. Growing up, the fuckings continued much to Mercedes' glee. By then she was a nymphomaniac, taking dick and getting fucked by any man that looked her way. By 12 she was frequenting train stops, bus stations, subways, underpasses, train tracks, -anyplace men went to cruise. She'd strip named and let them fuck her until her sweet little chicano pussy was sore and raw. She happened upon Tempest when he saw her walking down the street one early afternoon in his neighborhood. He had his driver pull his car over, and told her to hop in. Mercedes was 16, and liked wearing girl clothes and wigs while stuffing her padded bra to look more authentic. She went down on Tempest's dick right there in the back seat of his car, while the driver drove them someplace quiet and secluded. They pulled into the back of a grocery store and parked, then Tempest and his driver took turns ass and throat fucking Mercedes until she was choking on cum from both ends. Tempest immediately paid for her breast work, then put her on the streets to make him some money.
Mercedes kissed Peaches in the mouth, darting her tongue in and out while she wrapped her short legs around her waist. Tempest removed his clothes and freed his dick while he slowly stroked his hooded erection, watching the 2 she-males perform.
Mercedes wore a mini skirt, she peeled off her panties to expose her slightly haired twat which was always greased and ready for action at a moment's notice. Then she pulled off Peaches' one piece dress, and pulled off her panties. Peaches' big bloated dick flopped out as Mercedes grabbed it and guided it to her hungry hole. She pressed the head up to her anal lips, then dilated her pussy. Peaches pushed in, feeling Mercedes' loose cunt swallow her whole.
Tempest stroked his dick harder, having full view of Peaches' dick penetrate the younger whore's hole! He watched Peaches' plush ass hump up and down as she drove her dick through the young rican with deep strokes, her own luscious ass turned upward to show off her own tantalizingly shaved pussy while she fucked. Tempest loved watching 2 transvestites go at it, it was like watching 2 girls -but better!
Mercedes was a true girl bottom, she spread her legs for anyone. She loved dick, pure and simple. It didn't matter if it was black, white, red, green or gray! She fucked fat guys, gay guys, straight guys, boys, men, old men, one on one, gang bangs, orgies, -she was once fucked by 10 men in a construction crew that were building an office complex in town. She flirted with one of the men, then sucked his dick in a quiet area of the work site, only to be discovered by another man who happened upon them. He fucked her up the ass just as 2 other men showed up carrying lumber. Soon she was feeling cock after thick cock shoved up her ass, each one leaving a thick creamy present inside her flowing walls as they came in her in groves.
Peaches wasn't too thrilled about having to fuck Mercedes, especially after just pledging her devotion to Jake! She and Mercedes had a tolerable relationship at best. She knew Mercedes wanted her reputation, respect, and client list. Peaches had been around for over 10 years, and had built herself quite a name on the streets as a "diva" who knew her shit. She was discreet, private, and knew how and when to keep her mouth shut! None of which Mercedes had yet to master.
She drilled into the young girl, slapping her pelvis against Mercedes ass each time her dick pummeled deep between the ass cheeks. "Ooooo yeeessss, fuck me papi.." groaned Mercedes, becoming delinquent with lust. She absolutely LOVED having her pussy fucked deep and hard. One of the benefits of being Tempest's whore, was that they had to bend over for any of Temp's men that wanted servicing, which meant besides her usual client list, Mercedes got sampled by some of the best and hottest drug bois in the city. On any given day she was fucked by a dozen of Tempest's men, -Pookie, Lo-Lo, Derek, Jace, Roy'el, and Rashad fucked her gaping twat regularly. Sometimes they'd sit around smoking Sextacy while she went around sitting on their dicks until they popped in her. breeding her in their combined elixir of cum. She missed them already, even as she surrender her ass to Peaches who's dick was bigger than some of them.
Tempest grew tired of just watching, his dick needed some of that anal action he was witnessing. He got up from his seat, and crossed over to the bouncing bed. Peaches felt his hands on her ass while she fucked, then felt his tongue drill into her relaxed hole. She hadn't slept with Tempest in years, not since he abandoned her to Synder's Drive after his empire started to really turn profit. She became small potatoes as he moved up and expanded his sales and drug houses across North Philly. Tempest never came down to the "working class section" where he stored his male whores, instead he sent his right hand men (like Demetrius) to do his dirty work while he over looked his money flow. Younger girls took Peaches place by his side and in his bed, girls like Jasmine and Sapphire whom were only 15 and 18 years old. Babies in comparison, but properties nonetheless.
Tempest worked his tongue in and out of Peaches' hole. He pried the plump round brown cheeks apart, and darted his oral muscle in and out like a tiny dick. Peaches fucked Mercedes with shorts strokes, letting Tempest dictate the fuck. He sucked on her hole, tasting the unmistakable remnants of semen on his taste-buds. Then he pulled up from eating her ass, and slapped his big bloated male appendage between her cheeks. Peaches arched her back, knowing full well what he had in mind. Tempest aimed his dick head up to her hole, and pushed in. He watched his entire curved tool sink in all the way up to his hairy ball sack. Then he gripped Peaches by her shoulders and ground his pelvis into her firm buttock. She felt every inch of his fantastic tool. It brought back a flood of memories having him inside her once again. She felt his dick flex inside her, just before he started to pull back and push in.
Tempest loved ass! Especially nice tight tranny ass! When he met Peaches, he was young and full of dreams. He was a drug dealer for another King Pin, but had ambitions on someday ruling his own house. When the opportunity came to kill his boss and steal his territory, Tempest did so with ease! He had managed to work his way up to becoming "Duke's" right hand man by being one of the most ruthless drug dealers and killers on the streets, only to shoot Duke in the back when he least expected it! No one opposed him when he emerged as Duke's replacement. Tempest blamed the shooting on rival gang members, and sought the heads of their leaders in an attempt to take over their territories as well! A blood bath ensued, but eventually Tempest became victorious.
He slammed his hips back and forth into Peaches' ass, giving her the full force of his fuck! He knew she could take it, as she had for years when they were together. He always loved fucking her back then, watching her enjoy his dick as he pummeled her insides into a gooey dripping mass of hot potent seed. He grabbed her waist and fucked her hard, making her fuck into Mercedes with equally hard thrusts of her own. Mercedes was in heaven, lolling her tongue and speaking spanish as Peaches' long 9 inch dick see-sawed in and out of her greased pussy. She could feel the extra weight of Tempest's fucks behind Peaches' thrusts. She knew Peaches was getting her "skank pussy" served, just as she was getting hers done. She knew well how hard Tempest loved to pound a girl hard and rough, leaving no doubt as to what your pootay was made for! She couldn't help but be a little envious that Tempest chose HER pussy over hers, but she was aware of their history (through the grapevine), and she couldn't compete with emotionally with that.
Peaches was stuck between a rock and a hard place! She would much rather have been back "home" with her man Jake instead of wedged between 2 people she couldn't have cared less about! Mercedes was a "snot nosed lil bitch" that wanted her spot, and as far as Peaches was concerned, she could have it! Tempest was just a insane sonovabitch! His entire world was distorted, from his moment of birth. Being raised without a mother's love has left him crazy and erratic. Peaches used to think that made him intriguing, now she knows he's on a path to nowhere.
He pumps into her harder, feeling her sweet pussy accept his deep thrusts. In all the "girls" he's fucked over the years, Peaches was the closest he's ever been to. She was there when he was a nobody! When he was just a squirrel running around gathering nuts for someone else's tree. She was the only one who cared for him, that didn't only want him for what he could do for them. Duke wanted him for his ability to kill, his men wanted his power and position, the "girls" wanted his money, the police wanted him dead, and the clients wanted his drugs! Peaches was the only person he felt he could trust totally with his life. The only one that wasn't around him with her hand out. She was still his bitch, -his "ace in the hole" when shit went wrong. He hadn't had to come to her in years, -but here she was, still on the end of his mighty dick!
"Oh! Yeahhh! Yeahhh! Yeahhh!" shouted Mercedes, stroking her dick and shooting a nice load all over her chest and stomach. Peaches felt his well used track convulse around her as she came. Tempest pushed Peaches head down until she and Mercedes were french kissing like lesbians, then he hammered into her harder than ever. Peaches could feel Jake's earlier cum load starting to drip from her hole. She was losing Jake's load to Tempest's mad fuck thrusts. She allowed his movements to dictate hers, letting him control how hard or deep she hit Mercedes whom lay basking in her own orgasm. Tempest was the next to cum, climbing up onto the bed on top of both girls, his dick pointing downward as he dropped all of his weight into Peaches' ass, sending all 9 and 1/2 thick pulsing inches of horse meat into her bowels. Peaches moaned into Mercedes' mouth as Tempest fucked her like that for the duration until she felt his dick suddenly hose her colon. "AAAARRRRRHHHHH..!!" shouted Tempest, cumming hard and deep as he planted his seeds in her garden. Peaches was just glad it was over. Tempest lay down on top of her, his chest flat against her back, and her chest pressed against Mercedes' chest. After a minute of so he rolled off, pulling his bloated dick free. Peaches pulled from Mercedes, her dick half hard and unsatisfied. She could feel Tempest's huge load over flowing and over taking Jake's as she tightened her loose sphincter to keep it all inside. She got up and went out into the bathroom to get rid of it. Mercedes looked over to see Tempest laid on his back catching his breath. She rolled over and began kissing his chest, her tongue seeking his nipples incase he wanted a second fuck. Tempest opened his eyes and peeked down at her.
"Get your ass back out on the street and make my money!" he said, harshly. Mercedes jumped up off the bed obediently, and left without saying a word. When Peaches came back out of the bathroom, she went over to the closet for a quick change of clothes. "Where you going?" he asked, now laid under the covers. She looked back at him and paused.
"To work." she said, hoping to use the lie to escape back to Jake's.
"Didn't I tell you to 'fuck work'? Come here!" he said, flipping back the covers to make room. Peaches dropped her new dress to the floor, and walked quietly over to the bed and got in. He pulled the covers up over them, then snuggled up behind her, his fat dick poking between her warm buns. "I want you by my side while I rebuild my shit!" he whispered to her as he lay his head beside hers. She transfixed her vision on his black cane resting against the wall across the room in the corner, the gold platted 9 and 1/2 inch mold of his thickly curved dick acting as the cane handle. "Just wait..., they think they've seen the last of me, they've all got another thing coming!"
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