1. Policewomen 3: Kelly's Failure


    Date: 4/2/2017, Categories: Fiction, Anal, Authoritarian, Bisexual, Black, Oral Sex / Blowjob, Coercion, Consensual Sex, Exhibitionism, Lesbian, First Time, Group Sex, Hardcore, Interracial, Job / Office Sex, Group Sex, Murder, Reluctance, Group Sex, Violence, Author: tw_holt, Source: sexstories.com

    Author’s note: Kelly’s first story. Her second will be incest. She’s the sister of Trina from parts 1 and 2. This story features Wayne again. Wayne is based off someone I know in real life. Not many people like this person. I’m sure people who write stories draw influences from real life. Also, there’s some violence here. Nothing remotely as violent as in previous parts, but there is some. It will lead into to the incest story for Kelly (part 4). Part 3 here is mostly interracial porn. Policewomen 3: Kelly’s Failure Chapter 1 Fat Rob adjusted his suit and followed a few of his associates into the home of Wayne, a lawyer that failed Fat Rob’s business empire – a lawyer that would pay for his incompetence. Unfortunately for Wayne, he left his Miami home unlocked, giving Fat Rob’s crew a more stealthy entry. “You hear that?” one of Fat Rob’s men whispered, his hand gun drawn. “Porn?” Fat Rob shrugged, assuming his soon-to-be former lawyer was watching pornography with the speakers turned up. The four men ascended the stairs as quietly as possible, Fat Rob in the rear. The sounds of a woman moaning and crying out with pleasure got louder and louder. The black men all looked at one another – something sounded unusual. They kept going; all but Fat Rob having their weapons safely pointed downward, fingers off the triggers. Sneaking down the carpeted hallway, the sounds were very loud now. “He got a woman here?” “Don’t know. She’s at the wrong place at the wrong time though,” ...
    another of his men whispered back. “Bitch sounds like she’s got a cold or something,” another whispered. “Shhh,” Fat Rob, their boss said, nodding toward the bedroom door. “If there’s someone else here, you know what to do,” he reminded them of their plan. “Ahh! Yes! Yes!” the men heard this person cry out. One of them slowly opened the bedroom door, nearly erupting in laughter at what he saw. The other two associates of Fat Rob entered the bedroom. “Oh shit! Boss you gotta see this,” one said. The mountainous black man, Fat Rob, entered the bedroom, not smiling, not laughing. Wayne was wearing women’s lingerie, on all fours; another man was behind him, nude, his cock embedded all the way into Wayne. The other man pulled out of Wayne, both of them shocked and scared. “Well, well, well,” Fat Rob said, expressionless, moving past his associates. “Looks like Wayne has a few secrets. Don’t worry. We won’t tell.” Fat Rob nodded over his left shoulder. A gun was raised, a silencer on the end; it was fired, the bullet piercing the skull of the man who was fucking Wayne. “Don!” Wayne exclaimed, his voice tired from imitating a woman’s. “Robert, no, please,” Wayne begged. Fat Rob looked over his right shoulder. A fist was balled up, striking Wayne against the temple as hard as possible, knocking him out. The lawyer was dragged out by his hair, pulled down the stairs by his legs, and thrown into the back of an SUV where he was tied up; mouth taped, and struck several more times when he ...
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