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Title: Sexual Adventures of Chloe Decker - Third Time Unlucky
Show: Lucifer
Author: The Chemist
Character: Chloe Decker / Malcolm
Codes: MF, Anal, Bound, Oral, Toys
Disclaimer: I don’t have anything to do with the show or characters of Lucifer, including Chloe Decker, Malcolm, Dan & Lucifer. Mature themes must be older than 18. I make no money from this fictional story.
Summary: Episode where Chloe wants to give things another try with Dan, but Malcolm dumps her via text. Pissed, Chloe gets drunk and goes to Lucifer’s to numb the pain with sex. He turns her down, but she leaves instead of passing out. She goes to Dan’s house, only to find Malcolm instead. Malcolm manipulates the drunk detective into sex as a penance for getting him shot, putting him in a coma, the stress to his family, etc.
After nearly burning to death in a Mexican restaurant’s kitchen, Lucifer got bandaged up by the paramedics before retreating back to Lux. Feeling pain was still new to him, but luckily a cocktail of drugs and alcohol helped numb it with ease. He’d only been home for an hour, playing the piano, when the DING of his elevator sounded, prompting the devil to see who was joining him this evening.
“Detective?” Lucifer stated upon seeing the gorgeous woman, who wore her long blonde hair down instead of her customary ponytail. “This is unexpected.”
“You said the door's always open, and I'm walking through it,” Chloe stumbled to the bar.
“Right, well, I was just on my way out to meet the Brittanys, but... I suppose they can occupy each other,” Lucifer consented, throwing his jacket down on the sofa.
“Great,” the blonde smiled. “Then have a seat.”
“Yes. Has something happened--I'm guessing by the looks of it-- with Dan perhaps?” Lucifer correctly guessed.
“Mmmhmm. You mean Detective Douche?” Chloe giggled before getting serious. “We weren't even back together, and he ended it with me tonight. With a text. I mean, what, are we in high school?”
“Well, we're certainly drinking like we are. Why don't you have a seat over here and tell me all about it, hmm?” Lucifer suggested, guiding her away from the alcohol and towards his leather sofa.
“I just feel like an idiot. I can't believe that I would let myself care for him again. I mean, why? So I get hurt?” Chloe asked.
“Um, no, because you're a kind person who puts the needs of others before your own. It's a horrible irony that my father invented,” the devil replied.
“But you don't do that. You just take what you want,” Chloe said.
Chloe knew why she had come to Lucifer’s penthouse, and it wasn’t for a soul-to-soul conversation. After speaking those last words, Chloe leaned forward and attempted to press her extremely plump and welcoming lips to his. However, she found that the handsome man retreated backwards at the same speed she advanced on him.
“Uh...What's happening?” Chloe asked, shocked and disappointed.
“It would seem that I'm saying no,” an equally surprised devil answered.
Chloe stood from the sofa, leaving the devil seated alone on the fine leather. Bending down, the blonde undid her heeled boots before stepping out of them before starting on her pants. She thought she heard Lucifer telling her to keep them on, but that must have been the scotch. After all, the handsome club owner had been trying to fuck her since day one. With the pants undone, Chloe pushed them down her long legs before kicking them off as they flew further into the penthouse.
“This is what you want? Right? Well come get it,” Chloe offered, stepping towards him.
“Chloe...I can’t,” the devil protested, stopping her as she tried to sit on his lap.
“What do you mean? You’ve been trying to get me in the sack since we first met,” Chloe protested, slurring some words.
“Not like this,” Lucifer concluded. He wanted to sleep with her when she was fully aware of his seduction, not as some drunk college girl.
“Well fuck you Lucifer,” the detective slurred, stepping back into her boots without putting her pants on first. Luckily, her red flannel shirt descended long enough to cover her snatch and booty, making Lucifer unsure if the detective was even wearing underwear under it.
“Chloe! Wait!” Lucifer called out to her as she fled into the elevator.
Chloe only registered halfway down that she wasn’t wearing pants. Swearing, she used the mirror within the elevator to find that she looked extremely sexy in only the long shirt and boots with a great deal of leg showing. She wore dresses so seldomly, even less so with short dresses, that seeing her legs was extremely rare, which was a shame as the detective had great legs. Her taxi driver agreed, seeing as the gorgeous blonde was waiting for his arrival.
“Where are you headed,” he asked.
“Dan’s! I need to force that asshole to break up to my face and not simply via a text message,” Chloe slurred.
“Does this Dan have an address,” the young man asked.
“Oh. Right. 6946 Timber Ave.”
* * *
Chloe managed to sober up some on the way to her ex-husband’s place, though her rage hadn’t settled down at all. After all, who was he to dump her! Especially over text messaging! As the taxi pulled over to the curb, the detective paid the man before jumping out and finding the cool night air to be what she needed. Walking up to the house, Chloe opened her hand before slapping it down on the wooden door.
“Malcolm?” Chloe asked, barely believing her eyes.
“Chloe Decker,” the dirty cop replied, his eyes immediately roaming down to her long, sexy and bare legs.
“Why are you at Dan’s apartment?”
Malcolm had several thoughts running through his head at the time. One was that he was at Dan’s because he had the man bound and gagged in the basement, holding him there long enough so that Malcolm could kill Lucifer and peg the whole thing on Dan. Of course, he wouldn’t answer that truthfully. The other things he was thinking revolved around Chloe; the first being that she appeared somewhat drunk, and the other being that she looked down right hot as hell.
“He said he needed to clear his head over the whole, um, rejecting you thing so he took some time off and asked if I could check in on his place while he’s away. Now because me and the wife are fighting, I agreed to fully house-sit for dear old Dan,” Malcolm lied convincingly.
“Oh. So he told you,” Chloe almost pouted.
“No need to be so sad. Malcolm’s here,” the dirty cop offered, once again eyeing her body up and down. “And based on that look in your eye, you either need to fight or fuck. And you have no reason to fight me. After all, you were the one that got me shot, had me in a coma for months, accused me of being a dirty cop and put my family through stress for all that time.”
“Oh wow. Yeah I guess I did all those things,” Chloe grimaced. “Will an ‘I’m sorry’ cover it?”
“Why don’t you come inside?” Malcolm said, his tone and repetitive leering telling her exactly what he had planned if she accepted.
Yeah?” Chloe asked, her nerves wrestling with her deep horniness.
Though she had no sexual feelings towards Malcolm, not having any sex for over a year since she and Dan seperated was weakening her resolve by the day. And then getting all worked up, knowing she’d be fucked by Lucifer, only to have the devil reject her only made the ache between her legs so much more pressing.
“Yeah,” he agreed, stepping aside and keeping the door held open.
Chloe lurched back and forth, both physically and mentally but only for a few seconds. Her mind settled, she rocked to the balls of her feet and took a step forward, but before she could pass into the house, an arm shot out and barred her entrance.
“I want you to know this,” Malcolm spoke, staring right into Chloe’s hypnotic blue eyes. “If you come into this house, I’m going to fuck you. My way. You’ll cum, I’ll make sure of that, but this happens the way I want it to. I won't be treating you like a friend, or co-worker or as a mother. I’m going to treat you like a dirty whore who needs a fucking. Those are the cards on the table. You enter this house with all the information. So decide now.”
And with that, Malcolm lowered his arm, his intense gaze still holding steady to her eyes. He could see the wheel spinning in her mind, but he knew what the answer would be. He could see it in the intensity of her stare, and the way she licked her lips. How her hands clenched and unclenched regularly. And also in the way her body still leaned forward. Finally, Chloe stepped forward and into Dan’s house.
No sooner had she stepped inside, Malcolm spoke: “Tell me exactly what you are here for.”
“I’m here to be your slut,” Chloe said, her smile only growing brighter.
“Are you sure you know how to do that?” Before she could reply, his hand came up to clutch her throat in a firm choke. “I think you’re too stuck up for that.”
“Invite me in and find out for yourself,” the gorgeous woman replied with that same smile on her face.
This brought a wide and somewhat crazed smile to the moustachioed man’s face so he released her throat from his grip and let her stroll further into her ex-husband’s house. That same man who was currently tied and gagged 8 feet down from their current location. When she had walked into the middle of the living room, Malcolm issued his command.
“Take off the shirt.”
Chloe stopped dead, listening to his command as if it came from God Almighty. Not turning to face him, Chloe’s fingers nimbly worked at the buttons until she had each one undone. After that, she simply pulled the open flannel shirt past her shoulders before letting it slide down her arms to pool around her heeled boots.
Chloe could hear Malcolm closing the distance between them. Finally she felt him, but it wasn’t a gentle caress of her firm ass, still barely contained within a skimpy thong or even him reaching to undo her bra strap. Instead, the dirty cop wrapped an arm around her body so his hand could clutch her around her throat.
“God, you were wasted on that asshole Dan,” Malcolm hissed into the blonde’s ear.
In reply, Chloe didn’t speak, but instead she rubbed her firm ass against his crotch. The reply, and her mostly naked appearance, pleased the crazed man because his hand dropped from her neck and roamed over her body. Though her tits were a bit smaller than his wife’s, they were no less perky. Malcolm groped them over the top of the bra, kneading the flesh beneath. However, it was when his hand glided down her flat stomach, under her panties and found her hairless sex was when he got really excited.
“Sexy,” Malcolm noted as his fingers danced through her pink lips.
With his fingers still two knuckles deep in her pussy, Malcolm walked Chloe backwards until her knees hit the sofa, causing her to buckle. Rather than follow her down as she fell atop the furniture, Malcolm let his digits slip out of her wet entrance. Being no stranger to taking tumbles as a police officer, Chloe regained her composure quickly, especially when she identified the glint of metal twirling in the dirty cop’s hand.
"What are those for," Chloe asked.
“I think you know what handcuffs are for,” Malcolm replied with a maniacal grin.
The crazed man demanded her arms to be stretched out, which Chloe immediately did. Malcolm gave her another dark smile that she found made her extremely nervous and just a little turned on before feeling the cool touch of metal as the handcuffs snapped around one of her wrists. Before he cuffed the other, he first twisted her arm behind her back then lashed her second wrist, her limbs bound behind her.
"Kneel," Malcolm demanded. When she did, with a grin no less, he issued his next order. "Bend."
Malcolm stepped back so he could observe his very willing sex slave the way he positioned her. Wearing only a lacy bra, black thong and matching heeled boots, Chloe looked an absolute vision. Her face rested on Dan’s sofa as she knelt on the carpet, forcing her low back to curl with arms resting on it and her amazingly firm ass to be pushed backwards, made to look even more appetizing.
The dirty cop rounded behind her so he could first pull down her thong to around her knees before running his hands over her bare bottom. Chloe's ass felt like he always imagined it would. While far from being super thick, Chloe had an amazingly fit and rounded backside that had his cock begging to be released from its denim prison.
"Is this my ass," Malcolm asked, more in statement than question, slapping her rounded flesh for emphasis.
"Oh God yes," Chloe answered emphatically.
"What the..."
The dirty cop could barely comprehend what he was seeing, but luckily he'd seen enough porn to recognize a butt plug. The blonde had an inch-wide circular base sticking just outside her asshole. He didn’t know that it had been meant for preparing her backside for Lucifer Morningstar with the purpose of keeping her backdoor loose for pain-free anal sex later.
"Like what you see," Chloe asked knowingly, breaking him from his stupor.
Chloe could practically feel his dark eyes on her ass as he worshipped the round mound of flesh. What she could very much feel was his hands back on her firm flesh, kneading and rubbing her perfect bottom. She gasped lightly as his fingers closed around the stopper of the butt plug, which had been inside her bowels for over an hour. He didn't pull it out, merely spun it clockwise and counterclockwise before lightly testing the resistance of her sphincter by tugging on it.
"Dan was right. You are a slut," Malcolm commented, getting to his feet. "And I know how much sluts like sucking cock."
Chloe wanted to reply with something snappy, or even refute the claim that her ex-husband had made about her. However, even Chloe had to admit that Dan was right, even though Chloe kept her sex positive attitude well hidden. After all, she had driven from her house to Lux and then to Dan’s, all with a butt plug in her ass all so she could fuck a man who believed himself to be the devil. And now she was willingly allowing Malcolm, of all people, to do all sorts of nasty things to her, all because he offered.
"Mhmm," Chloe cooed, kneeling tall and turning to face the formerly comatose man. "I certainly do."
"Open your mouth," he barked all while pushing his pants down his leg and having his 9 inch penis come springing out. “Is this what you wanted?”
“Mmhmm,” Chloe practically purred her answer, nodding her head.
Malcolm’s thick cock almost caught her square in the face, but she only gave him a smile. Licking her lips in anticipation, Chloe opened her mouth wide, as asked, and tried thinking how to go about blowing him without use of her hands. Though she was rather experienced when it came to sucking dicks, but never with her arms bound behind her back. This fact simultaneously made the single mom nervous and excited.
However, before that, Malcolm was going to torture her a little. Having her open her mouth with her tongue out, Chloe figured he was going to plop his meat stick into her waiting mouth. Instead, the crazed man rubbed his shaft on one cheek and then the other. He used his tip to trace a line over her adorable nose, before placing his balls on her forehead and then down into each eye socket.
“Your face looks even better with my dick and balls all over it,” Malcolm complimented.
“Please let me suck your cock,” Chloe blurted out, her scotch-enhanced urges too powerful with all the teasing. “You can do whatever you want to me but please let me suck your cock.”
“Okay,” Malcolm pressed, now actually rubbing his head on her lips but never placing it actually in her mouth. “I think you earned your reward.”
Malcolm used one hand to control his dick, which he tapped repeatedly onto her outstretched tongue, and the other to grip the back of her head. Looking down into her eyes with a stern look, he settled his tool onto her flat tongue and automatically Chloe closed her lips in a tight seal. She flowed right into bobbing her head forward and back, rocking on her knees in order to blow half his length like she had done in her dreams.
"Fuck that's good," Malcolm groaned.
However, tonight was about him having complete control and he was going to teach Chloe that lesson right now. Tightening the grip he had on the back of her head, his other hand now held her chin, keeping her mouth wide open. Malcolm thrust his hips slowly forward, gliding along her tongue and looking down into her big blue eyes as his tip poked the back of her throat.
"Ggllkkk," Chloe noisily slobbered onto his dick.
He repeated this tactic several times, each time making her spit up more of her saliva onto his well-wet dick at this point. To her credit she was suppressing her gag reflex so that the result was a very noisy and messy blowjob as she got used to what he was doing. Which was good because he started to thrust faster now, hitting the back of her mouth much more often.
“Fuck! That is the sexiest noise in the world,” Malcolm grunted, referring to the wet gurgling that preceded his dick poking the back of her mouth.
After roughly a dozen times, with Chloe giving throaty small coughs with each thrust, Malcolm would bury his dick as far into her mouth as he possibly could. He looked down and watched as water welled in her eyes and her cheeks reddened before finally releasing her, allowing her to take in quick lungfuls of air.
“Is this what you wanted,” Malcolm questioned as saliva drooled down her chin.
“Yes. God yes,” Chloe answered, her voice somewhat raspy from the deep dicking her throat was taking.
“This what you’ve been dreaming of?” he asked as he batted his wet dick against her lips, causing more of her spit to spill out onto her chin.
“Yes it is. It’s been too long without cock in my mouth,” Chloe answered while under a barge of dick slaps to her beautiful face.
“Then open your Goddamn mouth.”
Malcolm cupped the back of her head and repeated the same trick but first this time he buried his length into her mouth to really test her gag reflex, which held firm as always. As Malcolm began to fuck her face once more, he was truly impressed with the abuse the blonde could withstand. However, as good as her mouth was, Malcolm really wanted to fuck the gorgeous blonde, and not just in the face. He gave her mouth a few last hard spears as deep as he possibly could before withdrawing completely. Despite the oral abuse, Chloe still looked gorgeous and was still smiling, in fact it widened as he picked her up off the floor before throwing her over his shoulder as he marched back to the bedroom. As he pushed open the door, he took one step inside before tossing her down on the bed on her back.
"Gonna fuck me now," Chloe asked in an excited tone.
“All in good time,” Malcolm answered.
Instead, the crazed man went down to the butt plug she had wedged up her backside. Chloe felt the toy rotating deep within her and was very much getting off on the pleasure. When she opted to put the butt plug in tonight, she figured it was to help loosen her for the main event, which it was. However, not only did it make her feel sexy for having such a naughty toy inside her most taboo hole, but feeling the smooth metal spinning in her sensitive rectum was a feeling that was heightening her experience, especially since it had been before her separation that she last wore one. She didn't think it could get better, especially since her hands were bound behind her back so she couldn't reach her clit, but she was wrong.
“Holy shit,” Chloe swore.
Malcolm smiled before he changed tactics and instead of turning the base with his fingertips, he took a better grip and started to pull back. His thought process was he wanted to see her anal sphincter start to expand and find out what size the butt plug was. But as soon as her dirt road started to widen, he heard Chloe moan in such a roar that a wild wolf would have been impressed with.
"HOOLLLLYYY LORD! Keep going! So good," Chloe screamed.
Malcolm was caught completely off guard by the sudden outpouring of moans and screams and curses coming from the horny female detective, that he was stunned. He quickly regained composure and continued what he was doing until he succeeded in popping the metal toy from her asshole. By no means small, the butt plug measured a good inch and change. He pushed it back inside before leaving the widest portion of the toy situated right around her sphincter, giving it a large stretch.
“Fuckkkkkk meeeee,” Chloe panted.
As the dirty cop went back to pulling on the butt plug, he hovered with the thickest portion stretching out her sphincter for a few seconds like before, but this time he removed it slowly and completely from her rectum. Though it sealed back up, it took it an extra second to do so, letting Malcolm know that her sphincter was responding well to the preparations. Just as he was about to place the dirty toy on the ground an idea struck him so instead he brought the metal plug up towards Chloe’s face.
“You wanna be my dirty girl,” Malcolm prodded, letting her see the metal toy as it came closer to her.
“Yes. Yes I do,” Chloe moaned, resigned to her fate fully. “Anything you want.”
“Good. Then open your mouth.”
Chloe wished that she hesitated or had second thoughts about performing such a filthy act for a man she despised up until recently. But she didn’t. The work colleagues held eye contact the whole time as Malcolm slid the soiled butt plug onto her tongue and watched her close her lips around it. The blue-eyed blonde didn’t have to be told to suck or anything as Malcolm couldn’t hide his laugh as Chloe’s cheeks hollowed as she sucked clean the toy that had been in her asshole for the past hour.
“You are fucking filthy,” Malcolm commented. “You know that?”
“Mhmm,” Chloe answered, the toy still being in her mouth.
Malcolm pulled it from her mouth and placed it back in her ass. He’d be getting to sodomizing the gorgeous woman, just not quite yet. Instead, he had another hole his cock deserved to fuck. Chloe’s bright pink pussy was glistening in the light of the full moon filling the window. It looked beyond appetizing with how wet she was very visible.
"Such a whore...wet from getting face fucked then having your ass played with," the crazed man commented.
As he spoke, Malcolm rolled her over then drew back on her hips to set her on her knees with her perky chest and beautiful face resting on the bed. Chloe was really embracing her inner slut and wiggled her ass for the crazed man, who actually growled in what she felt was visceral craving. She felt his fingers dig into the flesh on her hips before he thrust half his spit-covered dick into her waiting pussy.
"Awwh...mmhmm," the blonde moaned as he began to fuck her.
Chloe had been so wrapped up in the occasion that she forgot to get Malcolm to put on a condom. But it wasn’t just the fact she was still feeling buzzed that made her brain scrambled eggs; it was amplified even more by the fact the butt plug was pushing down against the top of his shaft with every thrust. The friction that was created between the dick in her snatch and metal toy in her ass was heavenly.
"God Chloe...so tight," Malcolm huffed as he stroked his entire length into her. “Who knew?”
Even though her pussy had been getting stuffed regularly by Dan up until a year ago, and she even pushed out a kid nearly a decade past, Chloe benefitted from time in both these regards. Regardless, the horny male cop was thoroughly enjoying himself as he relentlessly pumped his manhood into her wet folds, rearing back his hips immediately after thumping against her firm ass.
"Yes! Just like that," Chloe wailed.
Malcolm barely heard the girl's words of encouragement, so wrapped up in his own lustful demands. The feel of her tight pussy squeezing all sides of his cock felt amazing, as did the bulbous metal butt plug softly gliding along the top of his shaft each time he pumped into the horny blonde.
"You like when I play with the toy in your ass," Malcolm asked in a cocky tone as fingers closed around the butt plug and started spinning it.
Malcolm suddenly did more than rotate the toy in her ass. Instead, the crazed man latched his fingers around the edges and tugged on it. It wasn’t enough to lodge it free of the brown eye it resided in, but her anal ring clenched the metal toy even tighter.
"HOOLLLLYYY LORD! Keep going! So good," Chloe screamed.
Malcolm was caught completely off guard by the sudden outpouring of moans and screams and curses from Dan’s ex-wife that he was stunned. He quickly regained composure and continued what he was doing, especially since he didn't know if it was everything getting her off or just playing with her backdoor.
The dirty cop resumed his pounding style of fucking Chloe, driving as deep as possible and making her ass quake. With his fingers holding the base tightly once more, he started to pull back on the toy. It didn't come out easy like it had before, but then again he hadn’t been fucking her at the same time back then. He was winning, albeit slowly, with more of the bulbous toy starting to emerge from her booty until the butt plug reached its widest point, holding her asshole wide open and then he stopped dead as Chloe came...hard.
"OOHHHH MMMYYY GGGOODDDDDD," the blonde howled as the double sensation of her asshole stretching and pussy fucked made her cum.
As Chloe screamed, her holes clamped down harder than ever. For a split second Malcolm thought she was going to snap his dick in half, that was how much pressure her velvety folds exerted on his throbbing member. However, he rode out her orgasm by making the smallest and slowest strokes into her insanely wet pussy until pulling out altogether.
As she started to come down from her high, Malcolm hissed in her ear. “I’m gonna go deep in that asshole now. Understand?” When Chloe nodded her head, he demanded more of her. “Now tell me you want it.”
Chloe didn’t miss a beat. “I want your cock in my asshole.”
Despite the fact that it had been so long since her last anal fuck, plus she didn’t trust Malcolm at all, Chloe still had no hesitation. She was so far past the point of horniness that good choices were no longer factoring into her decision making process. She looked over her shoulder and found the dirty cop rubbing a lot of lube onto his shaft before putting the tip of the bottle to her sphincter and shooting even more inside her. Malcolm threw the bottle away and butted his dickhead up to her hole before easing himself forward until Chloe felt a feeling of her asshole opening - something it hadn’t done for a man in years.
“AAWWWHHH YEESSSSSS,” Chloe screamed as his head popped into her ass.
“It feels so small,” Malcolm groaned from above her.
“I can take it,” the blonde insisted. “Just slide that wet dick in my ass.”
“Fucking tight,” he murmurred again as he made a sawing motion in and out of her.
“So fucking tight,” she swore in agreeance.
As it happened, Malcolm and his wife had anal sex only a few nights back so that the horny male cop was well practiced as he took Chloe’s ass. Though his wife was vastly more experienced, not only did they skip lube, they didn’t have his wife loosen herself with any toys or foreplay. Therefore, Malcolm felt confident as he used only half his shaft to slide into Chloe, always going slow and steady and never too powerful. They had done a thorough job stretching out her elastic hole so that even though it didn’t feel great, it was only some minor discomfort as Malcolm first stretched her asshole around his giant cock.
"Fuck yes," Malcolm groaned, his strokes progressively getting harder.
"Oh...yea...keep going," Chloe encouraged, loving every moment of the dirty act.
"You love it, don't you," he asked knowingly, feeling his balls tapping her very wet pussy with each thrust.
Chloe didn’t know when or even how it happened, but all of a sudden she realized that all 9 inches of Malcolm’s dick was sliding in and out of her ass. While he wasn’t using a thumping rhythm, it was still his entire cock sodomizing her! Looking back over her shoulder with pleading eyes, truly portraying how much of an anal whore she had become in such a short amount of time. They both didn't know she had it in her, to take such a hard ass-fucking on her first attempt after years of going without, all while moaning and smiling.
"Oh God...oh God...fuck," she squealed as he began fucking her at his top speed.
He knew he couldn't keep that neck-breaking pace up for long unless he wanted to cum right then and there, which he didn't want to yet. He wanted to stretch out anally fucking Chloe for as long as physically possible. Which meant that after a minute or so of the vigorous fucking he slowed back down, opting for the much slower, long strokes instead. And that’s when a naughty idea popped into his head.
“I got something for you,” Malcolm spoke as his dick stayed buried in her ass, unmoving. “A little gift.”
Chloe didn’t know where this was going, but she was excited. “I’m ready for my surprise.”
Malcolm pulled out of her ass, noting that it stayed gaped for long this time before he rolled Chloe over onto her back. Straddling her chest, Malcolm held the base of his cock with one hand and Chloe’s hair in the other. Using his fist in her hair, he pulled her face towards him at the same time he thrust his dick, fresh from her own asshole, into her open mouth, making her no better than the $20 prostitutes they busted all the time working downtown.
“Oh God,” Malcolm groaned as Chloe gave him a passionate blowjob. “How’s that taste?”
“So damn good,” the blue-eyed blonde replied.
It was blowing Malcolm’s mind that the same reserved and formal detective he had always known was now willingly and even demanding to suck his dick that clearly tasted like ass. And yet he was looking down and watching as Chloe slid her lips and tongue along the side of his manhood, lathering her taste buds in her ass juices.
“I need to fuck you again...immediately,” Malcolm stated with urgency.
“Let me ride you,” Chloe insisted, feeling too much passion to simply be fucked.
Malcolm stepped off the bed and once she felt him off the mattress, Chloe rolled to her side and ultimately to her feet so her co-worker could lay down. His cock looked perfect, standing straight up and positively glistening in her juices as the moon light hit it.
"Help guide me down," Chloe asked as she stood above the horny male cop before squatting down over his crotch.
Malcolm couldn’t bark back at her suggestion so his hands went to her hips to help her alignment on her crouch downwards. Even though the handcuffs were firmly in place, the blonde was able to reach down and clutch his wet and stiff cock. She had no hesitation steering into her asshole after the butt plug and his initial sodomy loosened her up.
"Mhmmm," they moaned in unison as he entered her rump.
Though inexperienced, Chloe was feeling much more confident with anal sex after Malcolm fucked her so intensely already. Therefore, Chloe had less qualms as she slid further down on his lap, impaling herself more and more with each stroke she did on him until she was finally gliding down all the way that the back of her thighs would touch the hair-covered skin of Malcolm's quads.
"Fuck Chloe...you feel good," the crazed man grunted, reaching up to squeeze her perfect handful tits.
As good as her pussy felt, there was something to say about the feeling of her muscular ring hugging his wet cock so well. It was tighter for one, and more concentrated of a grip, unlike her pussy which was more wet and soft, but still really good. There was also the extra mental pleasure he was getting, fucking his normally prudish co-worker in such a taboo hole and seeing her clearly liking it.
“Mhmmm...ohhh...yes Malcolm,” Chloe moaned as she rocked her ass on his lap with his shaft completely buried in her bowels while he continued to play with her breasts. The dual stimulation was driving the leggy blonde crazy, but she wasn't the only one who was enjoying the sex.
"God, this ass is unreal,” Malcolm complimented, watching in the mirror as her firm ass rippled as she kept thundering her ass down onto his lap with a fleshy clap.
From beneath the energetic girl, who had resumed bouncing up and down on his cock, Malcolm was in a world where only pleasure was able to be experienced. Her asshole was tight, but not too tight to the point where it squeezed his dick painfully like a hungry boa constrictor. Plus from his angle he had a perfect view of her bouncing tits, her shaven bright pink pussy plus could watch his fleshy pole disappear every other second into Chloe's perfect rump.
Both Malcolm and Chloe lost track of time as they became completely absorbed in one another and what was happening on top of Dan’s rickety bed. Malcolm was fortunate that his wife had fucked him earlier in the day or else there was no way that he could have survived such a lengthy anal fuck with Chloe.
Chloe’s own moans were blending in with his, filling the small room. Malcolm hoped Dan could hear them through the floor grate, knowing that the man who was going to frame him for murder was also ass fucking his ex-wife and mother to his daughter. Which, of course, Dan could hear every moan and scream from his prison in the basement, crying into his gag the whole time.
Malcolm didn't know or care where Chloe was finding the energy, but her legs simply had to be burning from the hundreds if not thousands of small squats she did while working her perfect ass on his pole.
"Almost there," he warned.
The lengthy anal fuck of Chloe Decker’s tight backdoor had worn away what was an impressive stamina. Malcolm knew that at this point there was little good in changing position or slowing things down as he knew an orgasm was only a matter of time.
Chloe had fucked enough guys to know when they were reaching the point of no return, and she didn't need Malcolm to warn her since it was written all over his face. However, the dirty cop had one more surprise for her tonight, as he moved a hand from groping her jiggling tits so that his index and middle fingers were rubbing her clit.
"Shit...gonna cum again," Chloe moaned, eyes closed and legs burning.
Chloe had zero idea that a woman could cum from being sodomized, yet here she was on the verge of an orgasm with a dick clearly lodged up her rectum. Despite being so close to her second orgasm of the night, she somehow began to ride his dick harder in her asshole. She sprung to the top with all the power her toned legs could muster then allowed them to go limp so she could slam down his shaft with reckless abandon.
This was more than enough to get Malcolm off, pushing him past the point of no return. It also proved too much for the blonde as well, especially in combination with his frantic clitoris rubbing. She beat him to the punch as she felt warmth explode through her entire body before a wave of euphoria crushed against her mind.
"AWWHHH MMHMMM UUGGHHHH," Chloe screamed incoherently.
"Gonna...ugghh...cum," Malcolm announced, face severely twisted.
No sooner had the cheating blonde cum had her asshole clamped down like a vice around Malcolm’s already cocked and loaded shaft. As the last word escaped his lips he felt the last wall of resistance break down and the warm liquid began bubbling up from his sack. Even with experiencing her own orgasm, Chloe still felt the first squirt of hot jizz shoot deep into her bowels, coating them. The dirty cop continued to erratically thrust his hip upwards into her now still body as stream after stream of his thick fluid came flowing out, pouring into her anal canal.
Eventually the gorgeous woman knew Malcolm was completely spent. His facial expression relaxed into one of serenity, his iron-like grip on her various curvy body parts relented and his hip thrusting stopped altogether, replaced with the mere slight twitching of his sensitive dick still invested in the comfortable clamp she called a rectum.
"Wow! Just...wow," Chloe commented, breathing heavily as she rolled off him.
“Fucking right,” Malcolm agreed.
“I should probably go,” Chloe said as she sobered up with each passing second.
“Okay,” Malcolm agreed, unlocking her handcuffs. “Looking forward to seeing you around the station,” he added with a maniacal laughter that made Chloe instantly regret having sex with the lunatic.
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