Cahill

I could hear the din from the bar as I exited my SUV and I was still almost a block away. What a shame! I knew from long experience that would change as soon as my foot crossed the threshold. I tend to have that effect on people. I’m six feet six inches tall and I weigh an even 250 pounds—all of it broad shouldered muscle. My Body Mass Index at my last physical was less than four percent. My light brown hair is styled exactly the way it’s been for the past fifteen years—ever since I first joined the Navy. Sure enough, no sooner had I taken my first step into the bar than the noise died. When I turned left and stepped up to the bar the people there couldn’t back away fast enough. I took a stool in the middle of the empty space and sat down, waiting for the bartender to approach. “I’m not looking for any trouble.” “Good…neither am I. Give me a ginger ale.” He reached under the bar for a glass and some ice. Twenty seconds later he slid the glass in my direction. I pulled a fiver from my pocket and dropped it on the bar. He ignored it and walked away to draw a few beers and pour some wine. It looked to me like this was a pretty cheap crowd. Checking up and down the bar all I could see were longnecks and drafts. I reached into the lower left pocket of my cargo pants. Like almost everything else I was wearing they were a true deep navy blue. My heavy shoes were black as was my wide belt. My belt said as much about me as the bold white lettering across my chest. Just below the American flag over my heart were the letters that were my life—U. S. MARSHAL. On my right hip was my nickel plated .44 Magnum Colt Python, just behind two speed loaders in addition to the twenty-four rounds on the belt. On my left hip was my ASP Talon baton—every bit as deadly a weapon in my hands as the revolver. A pouch at the back of my right hip held my stainless steel handcuffs and its partner on the opposite side held my radio—my link to my backup team. I placed the photo flat on the bar as the bartender returned to me. “I’ll have another,” I said in a loud voice, continuing so I wouldn’t be overheard. “Don’t pick it up and don’t make a production of looking at it. I’ve been told that he comes here a lot. Is he here tonight? If he is and he escapes because you’ve given me away I’ll see to it that you’re arrested for obstruction of justice.” He gulped a few times but did as he was told, nodding slightly in response. I continued almost at a whisper. “If my nose is pointing to twelve o’clock, my right ear to three, the back of my head to six, and my left ear to nine, tell me where he is. Again, don’t point or do anything obvious and we’ll be fine.” He pretended to wipe the bar as he whispered, “About 4:30 with his back to you.” I picked up the reflection in the mirror then asked, “Red shirt with black and white stripes, looking away from me?” He nodded again. Now, in my normal tone of voice I asked, “Where’s the men’s room?”

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CHAPTER 7

I rolled over to face her. We were closer physically than we'd ever been and a second or two later we were even closer as I realized that Lucy was naked under the covers. "I don't know," I replied, a huge grin on my face. "Exactly what did you have in mind?"

She pulled my hand to her breast as she whispered, "I was hoping you'd give me the fucking I've been wanting ever since we first met." She leaned forward for our first kiss as her hand sought and found my hard-as-granite erection. It was already poking out the slit in my boxers.

The kiss was incredible as Lucy pressed her lips into mine, her tongue pushing insistently through the small gap between my teeth. That gap increased as I pushed back, our tongues wrestling and winding around each other like two snakes in their mating embrace. On and on it went as we clutched each other tightly. One of my hands teased her nipples while the other wrapped itself around one of the globes of her ass, pulling her pussy into close contact with my cock.

Lucy groaned into my mouth as she rubbed the spongy head into her clit. It was only a few seconds later that she pulled me onto her body, her legs spread widely. The kiss continued as she literally pulled me into her cunt. 'I'm safe, Matt. I've been on an implant for years to help with my period. C'mon, give it to me hard. I want it…you…so badly."

I pushed forward through her tightness, amazed at her wetness. Her pussy was gushing and we'd barely even started. She wrapped her legs around my waist as we began to move together. She rose to meet my every thrust, grinding her clit into my hard firm abdominals.

We moved together—faster and faster, harder and harder—until Lucy's body seemed to explode, shaking and twisting wildly as she screamed into the night. Still, she moved with me even though we were humping at a frenetic pace that no human beings could long sustain. She began to shake again as I felt the rumbling deep within my core. I could almost feel my balls as they moved up to my body until the eruption drove six powerful bursts of hot slick cum deep into Lucy's body. "Oh, God—Matt; I'm…I'm cumming again. Oh…Ohhhh. Aaaaahhhh!" She seemed to collapse into the bed in exhaustion and, strong as I was, I wasn't much better.

We were mutually destroyed, but what a wonderful experience it had been. I slid off to the side, pulling Lucy up onto my body, her head with her hair hanging now in long sweaty ribbons on my chest and her leaking cunt oozing onto my thigh. I pulled the blanket over us and seconds later we were sound asleep, our bodies intertwined. It was a glorious feeling.

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Lucy was awake and looking down at me when I opened my eyes the following morning. I smiled then pulled her down for a searing kiss that lasted for more than a minute. Our faces were covered in spit when she broke it. "Thanks, Matt; you answered my question."

"What question?"

"I wanted to know if last night was a one-time thing or if it was more."

"And," I asked, a twinkle in my eyes.

"It's definitely going to happen again."

"And again and again, as long as you want it. I thought it was incredible and I thought you were even better." She must have agreed because she moved down first to kiss me again and then to slide down my body until she was able to lick the dried secretions from my rapidly enlarging cock.

She was between my legs when she took me deep into her mouth. Up and down she went until I thought my cock had turned to stone then she moved back up until her beautiful trimmed cunt was just over me. She closed her eyes and groaned in her ecstasy as she slowly lowered herself down my pole. "I love this, Matt. You're long enough to go all the way in and you're so thick that you stretch me out until my entire cunt tingles with lust for more and more. I don't think I could ever get enough of your cock, Matt. Oh God—you must think I'm a terrible slut."

"Not at all; I'd never think of you that way. A slut would have fucked me our first night together and you would have had sleazy guys chasing you every day. I know you were telling me the truth about the last time you had sex. Why would you lie? There's no reason to do that just as I had no reason to lie either. No, you're definitely not a slut, but I'm really glad you like my little friend."

Lucy was riding me slowly—taking me deeply into her velvet vault—her head back as she moaned and groaned in total rapture. "First of all, Matt—it's not little. It's just the perfect size for me. And I don't like it, I love it. I love the way it makes me feel. I've never experienced anything like this before. It's not just in my cunt. It's all through my body. I feel like I want to do it all day and all night—twenty-four hours a day every day."

"I'm not made of steel, you know."

"Yeah, and I have to go to work eventually, but now I have something to look forward to, don't I?" My response was simple. I just pulled her down into an embrace that included yet another long wet kiss. It was mid kiss that we reached that same frenetic pace to our love making that we'd found last night, except this time Lucy was riding me like I was a bucking bronco. Lucy drove her clit into me like she was a woman possessed. She came quickly, the force of her orgasm breaking the kiss as her back arched forcefully. I thrust into her for another minute before my cock erupted.

I'm in outstanding physical condition, but after cumming the way I had I was wiped out. My breathing was deep and rapid as I gasped for breath, but still I clutched my lover to my body. We had both recovered about twenty minutes later as Lucy pulled me from the bed into the shower. She was giggling as she pushed me in. "You've got to be kidding. This thing is so small."

"I know," she said, still giggling, then she stepped in behind me, her still hard nipples jutting into my chest. She reached around me for the soap. "I'll go first if that's okay with you." She was still giggling when she first ran the soap over my body. I had to admit that she spent an awfully long time on my cock and balls before reaching around me again to soap up my ass. A few minutes later she handed the soap to me, laughing at the expression on my face. This was a completely new experience for me, but one I hoped I could do again.

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