The Bad Guy
Here's my first try to write directly in English. As I am not a native speaker, please be indulgent with the (hopefully not so) high amount of mistakes.
Any help to correct it is welcome.
His paw was already viciously rubbing my cock, it tooks only a few
minutes for him to break my defenses. I swear I was not willing to have
sex with him, I couldn't even imagine I would someday.
The thrill of the new experience, and the feeling of his soft cushions
on my dong was pulling almost unperceptible moanings from my throat.
I did not volunteer for it.
A few days back, I met that huge tiger guy in one of the less common
situation. He was our main suspect in a thievery case. My colleague and I
were doing the usual bad cop good cop thing, but I was intimidated by
this guy though. This huge piece of meat (him, not his cock) in front of
us could have break all of our bones in a second if he had to. But his
flegma, and the constant contented smile on his face was way more
intimidating than his muscles.
I was somehow seduced by the man, I could not say at this point how
seduced I was, but the fact I was unconsciously sniffing his smell
during the questionning was showing I was not indifferent. He smelled a
mix of lowcost cologne and light musk, He smelled like those kind of guy
who drinks beer all day long in front of TV and goes out only to drink
beer in front of TV in a bar. His wife-beater-shirt was fitting closely
round his belly, and showed off his muscled strong arms.
We released him, because we had no proofs he was guilty. I thought this
guy would just be a one day fantasm, as everyone meets everyday, and
quickly forgot about him. And so he did not.
I was walking down the streets to the police station, when a strong hand
drew me in a back alley, and another one under my snout prevented me to
make a sound. I smelled again this mix of cologne and musk while the
guy led me into an old cellar. He pushed me on the wall, so I could see
his face ornated with a vicious grin :
"Cops love to make guys like me their bitches, but i'll show you what it
takes to think I am your bitch. I'm gonna treat you like the little
pork you are, and I swear you will not be able to see your job the same
way".
And so it started, his paw penetrated in my pants, rubbing my cock,
while my abductor was putting one of his big finger in my snout : "Make
it wet, or it will hurt you like nothing hurt you before". I licked it,
and tried to make it moist and smooth as possible, when he brutally
pushed me on a workbench, ass up the air. He gently putted his finger up
my hole, making me moan like no one ever did. Then he started rubbing
my inside, dilating my orifice more and more. He suddenly pulled it off,
and I heard the zip of his jeans, and felt his meatlog rubbing my bum :
"This is gonna be your treat, or your trick, whatever you chose it to
be, it will stick in you, and never get out until you get all gentle. Do
you understand what I mean ? No scream, no grief."
Finally he inserted his huge cock inside me, without any empathy he
started mauling my ass while I was trying not to scream. I did not want
it to get any worse. Soon, the pain turned out to become pleasure. The
warmth of his dick up my ass, and the bounce of his belly on my back was
orgasmic. He was gently scratching my hips he was also using to go
deeper. He suddenly get out to put me on my back on the workbench, and
came back to the serious business.
I have no idea of how long it lasted, his fast comings and goings inside
me, his licks and bites all over my body, his crude words, his smell
getting more and more musky as the time passed by got me almost
unconscious. I wanted it to stop as much as I wanted it to continue. And
finally he came. Once I felt a large amount of cum he jizzed in my ass,
I could not do anything but cum on myself several spoutings. He zipped
his pants, and rubbed all the cum on my belly with his paw to rub my
face with it. He approached his mouth near my ear, with his hand on my
face and whispered : "Who's the bad guy now ?"