Crime & Punishment (2 page)

“And why are you naked?” he added with a wicked grin.

Bridget looked down and suddenly remembered that she hadn’t worn anything into the pool.  Instantly, she felt the heat flush her face and tried desperately to hide herself with the hands. One hand darted down to cover the small tuft of hair between her legs while the other she placed across her breasts.  When he smiled and looked appreciatively at her, she realized that her efforts had done nothing but make her look more wanton.

“Oh!” was all she managed to blurt before she turned and tried to make her way out of the pool.  She didn’t get far before a hand snaked out and grabbed one of her wrists, pulling her toward him.

“You can’t leave yet,” he began, as she got closer. He put his arms around her waist and held her fast. “You still haven’t answered my question.”

He pulled her up against his hard frame.  As he pressed her body against his she was startled to feel his large, hard cock pushing against her. She looked up frozen. She watched his eyes travel down her body hungrily and her heart started beating heavily in her chest. She felt her pulse quicken.  She knew she should be fighting him, trying to get away, trying to get out of the pool, but instead she was caught up in the sensation of his body against hers.

“Now, who are you?” he asked simply as he held her tight.

“You’re naked,” she answered breathlessly, unable to think of anything other than the large strong man in front of her.  Her hands were pressed up against his chest and she could feel the strength beneath them.

“That I know,” he answered simply.  “What I don’t know is who you are and why you are here.”

She took a deep breath and tried to come to her senses, but it only served to slide his cock along her body suggestively.  He felt so hard and long, pressing against her and she couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to have him inside her.

“Well, if you won’t tell me who you are, I may just have to call the police and let them sort it out,” he said with a smile.

“Please, just let me go,” she said simply, gathering herself and trying to use her arms and legs to push away.   She made little progress other than moving his cock slightly lower so that it now pressed against her sensitive mound.  She took a deep breath as the sensation ran along her body.

“I don’t think I want to,” he said as she looked up and realized that she wasn’t the only one getting aroused.  His hands traveled down her back and she felt his fingers slide along her tight ass.  It was like fire on her skin and she could barely think.

“Please, I’m the real estate agent,” she blurted under the heat of his touch.  Her body was on fire and she just wanted to leave before she was completely lost. “Now let me go.”

“Since when are real estate agents supposed to swim in their client’s pool?” he asked, pulling her ass toward him and grinding his cock against her suggestively. “I imagine you could get in quite a bit of trouble for taking liberties like that at a client’s house. Maybe I should just check with your boss to be sure this was approved,” he said with a smile.

“My boss?” She swallowed hard as she realized what he was saying.  If this got back to his boss, it would be grounds for her termination and she would lose the commission on this sale.

She looked up into his eyes, and took a deep breath to steady herself.  “Please,” she begged, “don’t say anything to him.”

“Well then, what’s in it for me?” he said his hands sliding along her waist suggestively.   He cupped her breast gently and her nipples instantly became erect.  She gasped as he ran a finger along the sensitive tip.

“You know, if you want me to keep quiet,” he said as his hand tilted her head up toward him.  “I can be bribed.”

One moment she was staring into his eyes, and the next his mouth claimed hers.  His tongue ran across her lips and her lips parted. When his tongue swept inside, she felt her heartbeat quicken as his tongue danced in her mouth. His hands slid along her hips and her body tingled wherever he touched her. Instinctively she put her arms around his neck and felt him pull her even closer.  She felt his cock pressed against her hard and demanding and she felt her pussy betray her and tighten with her desire.

He broke the kiss and looked down at her.  “Well, what have you decided?” he asked.

Her stomach was doing flip flops as she tried to think.  His hands ran along her breast and she felt herself gasp when he played with her erect nipples.

She knew she should leave, but she could barely think straight as he continued to press his demanding cock against her.  “You can’t tell my boss,” she begged softly.

“Then I’ll take my bribe,” he said and his mouth came down on hers demanding and forceful.  Her body became alive with sensation but she pulled away and tried to resist.

“No,” she said, swallowing hard to regain control.

His hands ran down her body, exploring, and cupped her ass, pulling her off her feet and up toward him.  Unconsciously, she wrapped her legs around him and felt his hard cock, pushing against her pussy. Her nerves got the better of her for a moment and she tried to move away, but he held her in place, his cock pressed against her tight opening.

“Don’t worry,” he said as he slid his cock in front of her, letting it slide between her fold and run over her clit. “I don’t plan to fuck your sweet little pussy until you are begging for me to.”  Bridget gasped and she wasn’t sure it if it was from surprise at his words or the sensation that sent a thrill through her sex.

“No,” she said, her voice less sure that she hoped it would be “I won’t ever beg.”

“Yes,” he said as his hands moved down to her ass and found her pussy.  “You will” he promised as he slid a finger in and out of her slick canal.

“And then it’s going to feel so good to fill your tight little pussy,” he said with an evil grin. Bridget felt him slide a second finger inside and she involuntarily contracted around his fingers, sending shivers of pleasure through her.   He began sliding them in and out as he pushed against her little nub with his cock.  Suddenly Bridget felt her excitement begin to grow and tried to control the desire that was overtaking her.

“No,” she whispered as she realized he was going to make her cum.  “Oh, no… You can’t,” she groaned as his fingers became more insistent, his cock, more demanding.

He slid his other hand up and over her round firm breasts and Bridget gasped as her nipples tightened into hard erect buds.  He cupped her in his hand and his thumb ran over the tiny nub and sent tingles through her stomach.  She moaned softly, nearly undone by the sensations he was creating. Suddenly, he pushed a third finger inside of her as he squeezed gently on her nipple, and Bridget realized she was no longer in control.  Waves of pleasure coursed through her body as he continued his relentless assault stretching out her orgasm as she writhed in front of him.

Instead of making her less aroused, the orgasm only made her worse.  His cock continued to push at her throbbing clit, and her pussy pulsed as her muscles tightened and released around his fingers.  Her breath was ragged as she realized how much she did want him to fuck her.

He moved them both to the edge of the pool and turned her to face the wall.  With one hand he cupped her breast and teased her erect nipple while his other hand slid down her stomach.  He deftly parted her soft folds, opening her up and exposing her tight bud to the water.  Suddenly, she felt the water push against her sensitive nub, and she realized he had placed her in front of one of the pool jets. He held her pussy lips open in front of it, making the water rush over her hardened clit and causing her body to tremble again with her excitement. The water pushed hard against her, tickling and torturing as he held in place. As she moaned against the sensation, she felt his cock pressing against her soft opening. The water played with her clit and her pussy muscles contracted again against the emptiness and she knew what she wanted.

She felt him taking her higher and higher, her body betraying her. She took a deep breath to steady herself and it came out as a sultry groan.

“What do you want?” he asked softly, whispering it into her ear. 

She shook her head, trying to control her response.

“Do you want to be fucked?” he asked as his cock pressed against her a little harder.  She knew she wanted it but tried to resist his words.

“Do you want my long hard cock to fill your sweet little pussy?” he asked his words slow and soft, “Do you want me to fuck you?  Do you want my cock pounding deep inside your tight cunt?”

The sensations were getting to be too much.  His words ran through her head as the water pounded against her clit and his hands teased her breasts.  She felt shivers of pleasure through her body and realized she couldn’t take much more.

“Yes,” she answered softly, her voice a faint whisper.

“Yes, what?” he asked.  She felt his body tense behind her and moaned with anticipation.

She hesitated, not speaking, not wanting to admit it to herself that he had made her so desperate for him.

“Yes, what?” he asked again his voice a sultry growl as his hand ran along her breasts and sent shivers of pleasure down to her throbbing clit.

“Yes, I want you to fuck me,” she said again, her voice trembling from her desire.  “Please fuck me” she said.

She felt his cock moved ever so slightly into her pussy, slowly stretching just the edge of her as he entered.   Bridget let out a desperate moan and unsuccessfully tried to push herself down on him. 

“Say it again,” he ordered, his cock unmoving inside her.  “Beg for my cock.”

Bridget groaned as she realized what she had become. She wanted him.  She needed him more than she had ever needed any man before him.

“Please,” she said softly, “I want your cock, I want to feel it inside me,” the last words part cry and part moan as she realized she was beyond control.

He entered her slowly and she felt him fill her pussy to the breaking point.  His thick cock was pushing her apart, and she felt like he would split her in two, but the sensation was intoxicating. She pushed against him, desperate to take in more of him, feeling her body stretch to accommodate his thick member and wanting to have him fully inside her.  When his balls pressed up against her ass, she let out a low groan.

“You feel so good,” he said, as he slowly pulled out and then back in, thrusting his cock deep inside her with every stroke. She closed her eyes, enjoying the sensation of him fucking her, of the water rushing over her clit and his fingers playing with her nipples. With one hand she reached behind her and found his rock hard ass. She felt his rhythm as he continued to plow into her, pushing against her and getting deeper with each thrust.

“Oh, yes,” she moaned as she felt the fire start growing in her stomach, a small ember that threatened to consume her. Bridget leaned back against him as the orgasm began to rise up inside her.  Her pussy tightened around him, intensifying the sensation of his cock sliding into her. His thrusting became more forceful and he pushed deeper and harder inside of her.

He moaned into her neck and sent chills down to her pussy.  Her arms and legs began to tremble as she felt the orgasm start to overtake her.  Almost in time with her, his strokes get even more powerful and he pushed harder inside her, his breath ragged and desperate.  She groaned with pleasure as the orgasm began to wash over her body and she felt his thrust even harder as he found his own release.

Bridget just stood there unmoving for a moment, her body in exhaustion and her brain in confusion.  How had he done this to her, she wondered as she turned to look at him.

He smiled over at her and gently gave her a kiss on her lips.  She sighed into his kiss and let herself relax in his arms, the water cooling their overheated bodies.

After a few minutes, the silence was broken by the ring of a cell phone.

“That’s mine,” he said as he left the pool and started inside.

“I don’t even know your name” she said still in the pool as she watched him walk away.

“True” he answered and walked into the house.

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Bridget sat at her desk, not sure of what to do next.  The sale was going through just fine, but all she could think about was the man she had met.  Part of her wanted to find him, but he hadn’t even given her his name.   Once they left the pool, everything had happened so fast, he got a call, the other agent called her back and eventually, they had both left without even exchanging  names or numbers.