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Title: Sexually Altered Carbon Chapter 3 - Dinner and Blackmail
Show: Altered Carbon
Author: The Chemist
Pairing: Kristin Ortega / Isaac Bancroft
Codes: MF, Anal, Blackmail, Oral
Disclaimer: I make no money from this. I don't own or have anything to do with Altered Carbon, especially the characters Kristin Ortega, Curtis, Takeshi Kovacs, Miram, Isaac and Laurens Bancroft
Summary: While at the dinner party his parents throw, Isaac becomes obsessed with Kristin Ortega. He quickly gains blackmail material on her, and then makes Kristin ‘talk’ him out of using it.

“Ortega. Bancroft wants you,” stated Curtis, head of the Bancroft residence security.
“Ugh. Of course he does,” Detective Kristin Ortega groaned. “Lead the way.”
Kristin didn’t want to be at this stupid Meth dinner party, but when one of the richest man ever to exist personally requests your presence at an event, one had to go. Especially when they went through official channels. Since the Bancrofts were hosting a sleeve death match, a member of the local police had to be there. Normally, it was a uniformed officer who had to do the pay duty, but it could also be a detective, especially when the detective had made a few bad calls at work and was walking on thin ice with her boss.
Curtis led the gorgeous woman through the party, which slowly dwindled with people the further back through the house they went. After taking a few hallways, the security guard stepped to the side and pointed his arm in the direction of the only door left in the secluded part of the home. “Right through there.”
Kristin gave the man a nod before passing him by. She noted that he hadn’t moved too far out of the way, which meant she had to brush by him to move past. It also just so happened that he touched her ass as she passed, drawing a pissed off look from the detective, not that Curtis cared in the slightest. The pair had bad blood and this was just another reason.
“Fucking rich people,” Kristin hissed as she walked into an office that was bigger than her entire apartment.
“No offence taken,” a familiar male voice said from further in the office.
Kristin hadn’t noticed him at first as the man had been still, thus not drawing her eye initially. Her eyes squinted as she saw him, not due to any eye condition, but rather who she was looking at. She expected the ‘Bancroft’ that Curtis mentioned to be the patriarch or matriarch, Laurens or Miriam, but instead it was the eldest of the 20 children.”
“Isaac Bancroft?! To what do I owe the pleasure?” Kristin asked. “You aren’t still pissed about us arresting you for drunk driving, are you?”
“Your mom lives at 3-177 Bronte, right?” Isaac asked knowingly, a shit-eating grin on his face.
“Excuse me?” Kristin asked, stopping her in her tracks as she was preparing to leave.
“I have my property's accusation guy on the phone. He’s just waiting for me to give him the go ahead to buy the building…then level it to build, I don’t know, maybe a strip club? Parking lot? I don’t really care,” the ultra-rich boy stated.
“You son of a bitch,” the fiery Latina swore.
“And on a separate call, my private detective has actually uncovered a few transgressions against Samir, your work partner. Transgressions that can have him fired. And with a word from a certain Meth, have your partner blacklisted so badly he won’t be able to find work as a security guard at a children’s school, let alone in any police department on Earth.”
“Hijo de puta!” Kristin swore at him again.
“Now, this doesn’t have to go down like this,” Isaac explained as he walked towards the clearly pissed-off detective. When he was within touching distance, he explained. “Instead, I can have these plans go away completely.”
“Out of the goodness of your heart?” Ortega asked, stepping a pace back from the creepy man.
“God, no!” Isaac laughed, closing their distance again. “I’m not blind, nor a saint. And you’re not stupid. The way you look in that dress…mmmm! You may be petite, but you have weight in all the right places.”
“Gross,” the detective said disgustedly.
“Athletic legs…thick ass…but the tits! Wow! Just huge,” the curly-haired man observed. “And I can just tell you’re a freak in the sheets. Though, with your attitude problems, I imagine you don’t get fucked often. Which will make it all the better for me with you being so tight.”
“You weak, cowardly little man,” Kristin swore at the eldest of the Bancroft children.
“Do it or don’t,” the cocky rich boy replied. “Just let me know quickly. While you may be the hottest piece of ass at this party, there are still some 8 out of 10s that I can seduce.”
“Seduce? More like blackmail,” the pissed off detective hissed in anger.
“Semantics. So Kristin, I can call you Kristin, right? Well? What will it be, Kristin?” Isaac asked with an ear-to-ear grin on his face.
The detective took several deep breaths, both to buy herself time and to calm herself down. Even as a member of the Bay City P.D., she knew she was powerless against Meths as powerful as the fucking Bancrofts. And though this was only a child of the Bancrofts, Isaac still had more than enough sway and influence to follow through on his threats.
“So, what? I suck you off and you stop?” Kristin asked, though lacking all the heat and fight from her earlier tone.
“That would make a wonderful start, yes,” Isaac smiled like a predator who had hamstrung his prey and was now circling it for sport. “But first…”
Kristin heard his words trail off but his meaning became easy to understand as he lightly pinched the fabric of her dress. She was wearing a very nice version of a little black dress, or LBD, which fit her curvy frame like a glove. Though black, it also had a snaking orange trim going up one side of the garment, just to give the knee-length dress a little more personality.
She shudders as he circled behind her, and then closed her eyes in acceptance as she felt his hand on her hip. In the blink of an eye, Isaac had her pinned against the wall. His hands started down at the slit of the gown, which practically was level with her snatch. His hand went over her flat stomach until they cupped Kristin’s perfect tits, causing the detective to subconsciously moan, especially when his lips started kissing the nape of her neck.
“God, these tits are unreal,” Isaac groaned, corralling each heavy breast in his large hand and kneading them.
Spinning her around, he pushed the only strap of her dress off her shoulder before pulling the garment over her tits. Her boobs really were spectacular, which was why Isaac couldn’t stop himself from clutching each of her light pink nipples between thumb and finger and pinching...hard. Kristin whelped before her body and the primal part of her brain betrayed her as she found herself moaning as he used his pinch grip on her nipples to jiggle those large, perky mounds.
“You love this. Admit it,” Isaac snarled into her ear. “Now be a good little bought-and-paid for slut and tell me exactly what I want to hear.” For added emphasis, the ultra-rich boy wrapped his hand in her silky hair before tugging back hard, making her head snap back to look at him. “And make it convincing.”
“I’m here…to be…your good little whore,” Kristin degraded herself, instantly hating herself for bending to this snivelling, pathetic man-child.
Her sultry, yet forced, words were rewarded with a tongue being stuffed in her gaped mouth. Kristin didn’t return it, not that Isaac cared or even noticed as he kissed her deeply, his tongue wiggling throughout her mouth. She was still overpowered, feeling her back bending backwards as he crushed his mouth against hers. Pulling her back straight, Isaac reached around her back and in an explosion of strength, tore the back of her dress so the ruined garment fell to her feet.
“What the fuck?!” Kristin hissed in anger. “I don’t have a change of clothes.”
“Relax. Curtis will fetch something from my lost and found. I know some of my other conquests leave clothing there,” the Meth stated.
“Probably becuase they can’t run out of here fast enough after you coerce them into sex,” Ortega muttered under her breath.
“What was that?” Isaac asked, yanking back hard on her hair again.
“Ah! Nothing,” Kristin replied, her own self-preservation kicking in and taking a meek role.
“That’s what I thought,” the man-child sneered before giving her a hard spanking on her thick booty as a lesson.
Already following up, Isaac had his hand groping her rock hard ass before sliding it down into her crack. Her thong was still in place, but that didn’t stop his fingers from rubbing over her snatch or asshole, all while the pair kissed deeply. Isaac broke the kiss so that he could cram her nipple and surrounding flesh into his mouth, sucking hard and deep.
“I’m going to make you my fuck toy,” he warned, his hand clutching the detective around her throat and squeezing. “Now get on your fucking knees.”
Once she nodded her head in defeat, he used his handholds on her body to spin the reluctant woman around to face him. Though the look on her face portrayed her disgust and hatred towards him, Isaac was only feeding off that. Seeing as she wasn’t making the first move, the ultra-rich Meth placed both hands on the top of her jet black hair and began to press downwards. Though she resisted for a moment, she ultimately accepted her fate, first by diverting her gaze and then by actually sinking to her knees, just as the Meth wanted.
“Ah! There you go,” Isaac commented as the Latina settled on her knees, while at the same time he sat back in a comfortable chair.
Kristin could feel his gaze on her as he proceeded to undo his pants and pull them down to his ankles. He did the same thing to his underpants as well, which Kristin couldn't help but notice were bulging in anticipation. As he pulled them down, his full-erect cock came popping out, smacking the unsuspecting detective directly in her face.
“El cabrón,” Kristin swore, knowing the smiling man did it on purpose.
When she finished shooting the Meth her best angry glare, she turned her focus onto his freed dick and found the thing was a fucking WHOPPER. Easily the biggest Kristin had ever seen. Long, thick, and veiny, the behemoth was clearly genetically altered because of course an ultra-rich Meth would do such a thing!
“Doubt that’s the first time you’ve been dick slapped,” Isaac commented. “Now unless you want a homeless mother and an unemployable partner - suck me off. Good and proper.”
The Latina ignored the slut shaming comment and focused back on her reluctant task. She reached down and lightly ran her fingertips down the underbelly of his member from his tip down to his sack and felt as if he somehow grew harder than before.
Despite her blunt attitude and hard personality, plus her Christian upbringing, Kristin was no stranger to spending time on her knees (or her back for that matter). However, this was the first time she did so due to blackmail. Therefore, the detective blocked out the blackmail aspect of the blowjob and just focused on her task. Having made a gentle fist around the base of his thick cock and opened her mouth in a big O, Isaac couldn’t help but think how he hit the jackpot with the Latina, especially when she sported tits that were unbelievable for her petite frame, as well as a gorgeous face and a body that wouldn’t quit.
“You can do this Kris, it’s just a quick BJ,” the Latina encouraged herself. “You’ve given lots of assholes you’ve dated blowjobs. This is just another one.”
Lowering her head even more, Kristin clamped her plush lips down on his shaft, much to the appreciation of Isaac. With his tip in her mouth now, the sexy Latina swirled her tongue around his crown before descending further down his pole. Now resting her tongue on the underside of his member, Kristin bobbed her head slowly but always making progress downwards so more of his shaft entered her. Whatever couldn’t get inside her mouth she was gently yet firmly stroking with her hand in perfect rhythm with her bobbing head.
“Awwwkkkkkk,” Kristin spluttered after holding his dick in her mouth for several long seconds.
The near-gag accomplished the task of coughing up a good deal of phlegm onto the man’s veiny dick, which Kristin stroked along the smooth skin. Right after choking on his dick, Isaac instantly felt the tempo of the detective’s bobbing speed up. With one hand holding her silky black hair out of the way, Kristin used her right hand to stroke his shaft in perfect timing with her lips gliding along behind it. Isaac was impressed with Kristin’s ability to not have to surface for air since she began blowing him in earnest. Up and done her head rose and fell, the soft hum of her moans emitting from her mouth as she put her plump lips and excellent energy to excellent use in the messy confines of his office.
“Yes, you fucking whore! Suck my dick,” Isaac grunted, placing one hand behind his head and the other resting on her bobbing black hair.
Wanting to be done with the blowjob, Kristin redoubled her efforts. Pulling her head back so only the tip remained in her mouth she used her tongue to work wonders on his crown until she heard him grunt again. Satisfied with herself, the detective changed course and went back to rapidly descend back down his shaft until his knob poked her in the back of the throat. Being the talented cocksucker that she was, Kristin relaxed her throat enough so that she was able to get another inch of Isaac’s impressive dick into her throat but she began to gag so had to pull him out just enough to get air into her lungs. In the process, the Latina had spat up a little bit so that now the rich kid’s dick was completely covered in a thick layer of her saliva.
“Gllkkk...ggkkkk,” Kristin lightly spat up, hoping in vain that the pervert would cum soon.
Using the ample lubrication to her advantage, Kristin pulled her mouth from his groin for the first time since she began so that she could swiftly pump her hand on his dick in a fast and amazing handjob. Before she rubbed off all her spit, Kristin leaned back down and latched her mouth around one of his testicles and began using her tongue on it while sucking it with her mouth. She stopped after a minute to switch so that she gave equal love to each of his nuts before ceasing her ferocious stroking with her hand and taking his dick back into her mouth.
“A good ball sucking usually gets the boys close to the finish line,” Kristin thought, which was the only reason why she’d bother giving the disgusting man-child something extra lick a ball sucking.
After her little tea-bagging stunt, Kristin had his dick back in her mouth, pumping her lips and fist in perfect unison. The pleasure was getting more and more intense by the second and Isaac knew that he’d be filling her mouth in jizz any minute now. Like a shark smelling blood in the water, Kristin’s head bobbing reached new heights as she sought to finish the sleazy rich kid off in record time.
Knowing he was close, Isaac sought to get the most of her oral experience. Reaching down, the horny Meth grabbed the back of her head with both hands, pushed her down until his tip was at the back of her mouth then held steady pressure. At his mercy, Kristin simply closed her eyes and kept her mouth open wide as Isaac thrust his hips off the seat so his cock could batter down her gullet.
“Klllkkk...kkwwwkkkk...aawwwkkkkk,” Kristin gurgled and gagged.
Isaac released his grip on her head when she saw her back heave. Not wanting her to puke into his lap, Isaac backed off his face fucking of the desperate detective but Kristin simply took a moment to re-compose herself and then resumed the rapid-fire blowjob. Seeing her nearly throw up but keep going was enough to push the horny rich kid over the edge.
“Gonna cum!” Isaac grunted.
Rather than descending most of the way down his spit-covered member like she had been, this time the pretty Latina with the thick ass pulled him back enough so that only the head of his cock was between her lips. Still keeping steady pressure with her plump lips, Kristin maintained heavy suction as her jet black hair kept making tiny bobs down on the top several inches of his cock.
“Fuck…here it comes,” he groaned and gave one hard, final, forceful shove on the back of her head and jammed her ALL the way down his cock until those plump lips of hers were around his base and against his nutsack.
“Hwwwkkkkkk!”
Kristin didn’t need to hear his words to know the body language of her man. Sure enough, right on cue the first spurt of jizz came shooting out of the end of his dick. She paused a bit as the hot semen plastered her throat but regained her composure quickly to swallow down the initial burst and returned to sucking his member. Isaac couldn’t help but feel pride at bagging yet another unbelievably sexy woman with his empty blackmail threats, especially as she desperately tried to suck down all of his sticky seed that his balls were pumping into her mouth. While Kristin continued to slurp up any last remaining trace of jizz, after she was satisfied she’d collected it all, she let his cock slip from her talented mouth and straightened up.
“Okay, bend over the desk now,” Isaac stated as Kristin used the back of her hand to wipe the little dribble of his cum at the corner of her lips.
“Wait. What,” Kristin said, looking confused on her knees. “We agreed…”
“We agreed on nothing! I’m a Meth, with the best sleeve money can buy. Do you think it wouldn’t be modified to allow for multiple orgasms?” Isaac asked, speaking to her like a child. “Are all Grounders so small-minded? Besides, you tell me, does he look finished yet?” the grinning pervert asked, flexing his cock to make it dance a bit. “But we don’t have to do anything you don’t want. You can walk out of here right now. I mean, there will be consequences for mother and partner, but…”
“Son of a bitch,” Kristin swore in frustration. “Fuck me,” Kristin swore as he pulled her up off the ground.
“Oh, I plan to,” Isaac replied before he started laughing. “Ortega, that was just a warm up. Did you really think a blowie is all it would take? No, no, no. I'm gonna need that pussy of yours. After all, sex is all Grounders are good for."
While she was still kneeling, Isaac’s grubby hands fell onto her hips so he could simultaneously pull her to her feet as well as spin her around so she was facing his desk in nothing but a black thong. This time it was the rich kid who bent down so he could literally bite Kristin’s bubbly butt cheek.
“What a fucking ass,” Isaac complimented as his hands firmly groped her phat cheeks.
After his kneading of the bubbly meat, Isaac hooked his fingers into the waistband of her thong and pulled it off her body, rendering the pretty detective nude. Before getting to his feet, Isaac pulled her ass apart to have a look at both her holes. Her pussy was extremely pink with just a hint of wetness on her lips. Kristin felt so gross feeling this man spread her cheeks and inspect her puckered little butthole like she was nothing more than something he bought and paid for…which may have been true enough, much to the detective’s dismay.
“Just hurry up and let’s get this over with,” Kristin pleaded, innocence in her tone.
Isaac made her squirm further by taking his unsheathed cock and rubbing it through her pink folds in a teasing fashion. He didn’t bother with a condom as his sleeve was designed to not only prevent pregnancy, but was inoculated against any and all STIs. Though Kristin had no way of knowing that for sure, she knew Meths well enough to know this was a standard feature amongst their sleeves, so she didn’t insist on a condom.
"God I'm gonna tear you up," he warned in anticipation.
“Come on and just fuck me already,” Kristin demanded, wanting to get this over with as fast as possible.
Back to the business at hand, the rich kid grabbed the base of his penis with one hand while using the other to wind back and crash his palm down on her tanned ass. Kristin gave a yelp of pain, more due to the surprise than actual physical discomfort as Isaac stood above her and watched his handprint slowly redden on her skin.
“Ah!”
Her little scream did remind him that they were fucking in his office with loads of other people around, so discretion was key. Though the chance of anyone stumbling upon them or hearing her groans was very low given the classical music playing out in the main foray, Isaac didn't want to take a chance. Not out of fear of repercussion, mind you, every Meth at this party was MORE than aware of Isaac’s… proclivities. But getting interrupted is just SUCH an annoying boner killer. Picking her panties up from the floor where he had just dropped them, he brought his hand around and stuffed them right into Kristin's mouth, an action that shocked her again.
"Mmphh...mugghhh," she moaned against her soiled thong.
"Can't have you make too much noise. It's a precaution, I'm sure you can understand," he explained, appealing to her logical side.
With her phat ass facing back at him, the horny rich kid guided his tip through her pink folds until feeling her opening. Between her natural juices and the saliva still coating his dick, Isaac had no issue pushing forward and feeling her pussy split open for him to slide half his length into her wet hole. Despite being 35, the Latina detective was quite tight so Isaac had to make medium speed strokes into her cunt with only half his fat cock.
"Ughhh," Kristin grunted as her pussy was pushed apart as far as it could without splitting in half.
It took a full minute given how incredibly tight she was but the rich kid had finally managed to be buried balls-deep inside of Kristin Ortega. Slowly removing himself from her tight sex, Isaac had just the very tip left within her until he inserted himself back into her completely.
“Oh yes,” Isaac groaned, his hands gripping even tighter to her hips as he fucked her harder now.
Though Kristin had entered into the sexual encounter under less-than-ideal circumstances, she was actually enjoying herself now. At least physically. Though she found the average Meth to be repulsive, Isaac Bancroft was even worse. However, his cock was literally designed in a lab to be as pleasurable as possible to both participants during sex, and Kristin was feeling it. In fact, the feel of his cock was like nothing she had ever experienced. It also helped that Isaac sure did know his way around a pussy, something that most of her few previous sexual conquests did not.
“Look at those big tits jiggling with every thrust,” Isaac narrated before reaching out and roughly groping one of her boobs.
Meanwhile, Isaac kept doing his preferred move so that he could watch his penis fully leave her before seeing it disappear quickly. He would play around with the speed of his penetration, sometimes going almost painfully slow as though teasing both of them, while other times he would spear as deep and fast into the gorgeous cop. This proved his favorite as it let him enjoy watching Kristin's extremely phat backside ripple every time his pelvis crashed against her plump ass, but it ebbed at his sexual endurance much more.
"Mmm," Kristin caught herself moaning, hoping like hell Isaac didn't hear.
"Looks like someone enjoys being fucked by their betters, huh?" he hissed from above her.
Banging her head on the desk in almost a form of self-punishment for getting caught enjoying his fucking, Kristin couldn't help but hate herself. Even though her mind was not into this at all and was only doing it to stop the Meth from fucking over her mom and partner, she found that her body was again betraying her. Kristin was feeling her own orgasm rapidly approaching, apparently liking the feeling of having his enormous penis slamming repeatedly into her small pussy with disregard.
Isaac had enough sex in his life to know when his partner was really into the experience. The way Kristin's sexy body would thrash around and the frequency of her moans against the gagging panties told him that the Latina was getting off whether she wanted any part of this or not.
He wanted to see how far along she was and the best way he knew how was to reach his arm around her curvy hips and extend his hand between her legs. He hadn't seen her sex from the front, but he learnt now that Kristin was a woman who was regularly waxed, leaving her sides bare and only a thin, neatly trimmed strip of pubic hair behind. Finally he pushed his digit through her folds and found her exposed clit and began to rub it.
"MMGGHH...Fcckkkkk," Kristin screamed against her thong.
"Gonna cum for me, slutty Grounder?" the sleazy rich kid asked with a shit-eating grin.
Isaac had his confirmation and he was pleased to see that not only was she going to cum, but that it was going to be sooner rather than later. Though it mattered little to him if the cop actually came or not, he figured her orgasm would loosen her up more. As much as Kristin wanted to resist her orgasm so that she didn't give the gross rich kid the satisfaction of making her cum, she couldn't stop herself. With her clit still being diddled, Isaac wrapped his hand in her hair before pulling back on it hard.
“All girls like that,” he hissed in her ear as he pulled her hair, fucking her even harder now. He gave a lick to the side of her face and suckled at her earlobe.
"MMHMMMM....MMHMMM," Kristin screamed again, as she experienced the most embarrassing orgasm of her life.
Isaac immediately noted the muffled moans and realized that his mission was complete; he made the hard-nosed detective cum. With that task done, he realized that he wasn't too far behind her. In fact, his was on the verge. Isaac’s thrusts had become gradually more reckless while his breathing and moans kept coming more and more labored. Finally, he felt his balls churn and knew his second orgasm was reached.
“Fuck! Cumming!”
After just having orgasmed, Ortega’s brain wasn’t thinking straight or else she’d have demanded he pull out before cumming. Instead, the sleazeball rich kid was actually pumping his cum directly into her womb, filling her up with an inhuman amount of semen.
“Holy shit,” Isaac groaned in bliss as he pulled out of her cunt and watched as it started to leak his jizz. A big, opaque glob immediately slopped out of her onto the floor.
“Well as fun as this has been…drop dead and never, ever talk to me again,” Kristin hissed at the Meth kid.
“Does my dick look exhausted to you?” Isaac asked.
Kristin Ortega had big eyes, but they widened even larger at the sight of his monstrous cock still standing at attention. In shock, she didn’t protest as the sleazeball rich kid backed her against the desk then pushed her down so she was laying down atop the wooden surface. Isaac positioned her on the desk with her thick booty barely hanging over the edge and her legs spread wide. As he pushed them backwards, Kristin had the wherewithal (and the lack of willpower) to clutch them so the pervert had full access to whichever hole he wanted...though Kristin could guess where he was going, given his obsession with her ass so far.
“Now I don’t wanna hear you bitch about it, alright? I know myself pretty well, and I’m pretty sure I just got one more left in the chamber,” Isaac explained as his finger made circles around the rim of her asshole. “So the final deal - let me fuck your ass until I cum one final time and then you’ll never hear from me again. Deal?”
Things were moving so fast that Kristin’s mind couldn’t keep up. She understood he was rubbing...and now fingering her asshole. In truth, it felt fine, good even. As his finger continued probing and loosening her butt, Kristin reflected that she had allowed other men into her ass for fair less reason than saving her mom from homelessness and her best friend from unemployment. Hell, she let her last booty call sodomize her because he simply preferred anal sex over vaginal.
Given her lack of immediate resistance, Kristin felt the gross rich kid slide his dick into her pussy fully but slowly with the intention of applying a good deal of her natural pussy juices onto his manhood to act as lubricant. This penetration caused a good bit of his secret creampie to slop out of Kristin’s tight little honeyhole.
Kristin felt his dick leave her pussy and then his head butted and pressed against her asshole. “Whoa! I don’t know…”
“Come now, Ortega. We both know you’re going to accept,” Isaac stated, pulling his dick back and spitting down onto his palm to rub along his length.
“Just don’t be a bastard and go too hard,” the detective warned him, staring at him in his eyes to get across the seriousness of her words. “This is my organic sleeve. Meaning my ass hasn’t had any augmentation. Start slow or I swear to God…”
Not interested in hearing the Latina’s threat, the sleazy rich kid left his tip pressed against her anal ring as he looked down and interrupted her. “Yes, yes. Slow and steady. Now, spread your ass for me.”
Kristin didn't use words instead responded to his demand with action. Isaac liked how subservient she was becoming to him in only a short amount of time, aided greatly by the fact she was desperate and lacked any leverage. Running her arms through her spread legs, Kristin grabbed a handful of each of her large cheeks and pulled them apart, making her tight backdoor gape ever so slightly. Not only that, but her large tits were now perfectly framed and pushed together by her outstretched arms, making them look bigger and better as a result.
Isaac didn't hesitate further as he pushed forward firmly yet without malice. The combination of the wetness of his shaft, and how he had loosened her with his fingers had helped significantly. Kristin still grunted as his tip disappeared into her dirt road, but it was minimal with all things considered.
"Oh God. It's so big," she grimaced.
No sooner had he penetrated her bowels, Isaac started to make small thrusts, barely using more than the bulbous head of his cock. After a dozen tiny strokes, Isaac kept pushing into the petite woman’s colon until half of his 13 inch cock was soaking in her. From there, he settled back into his mini-thrusts, but every handful of strokes, the rich kid would push a little more cock into Kristin’s bowels.
"Fucking tight," he grunted.
Always thinking of more, Isaac started to push more inside and go faster almost at the same time. This caused the curvy Latina to groan more and he noted the tendons of the back of her hands tighten. He figured that it may be too much too soon so he slowed his thrusting down but kept it so that it was three-quarters of his length sliding in and out of her ass. Having felt like he hit a figurative wall, Isaac surprised the Latina by withdrawing from her asshole, only to immediately slide into her pussy and go balls deep.
After performing a dozen balls deep thrusts back in her pussy, noting how the fast strokes made her big boobs jiggle wildly, Isaac pulled out and popped his dick back into her asshole. His ass-to-pussy distraction technique worked perfectly because half his dick pierced her butthole in the first thrust. As he started to fuck her, Isaac found he was able to go at his top speed, albeit only using the first 5 inches of his manhood.
"This how you like it in your ass?" he asked confidently.
“Just get it over with,” Kristin hissed, not bothering to engage with the Meth.
"You like my big cock in your tiny asshole," he asked again, testing the water by going faster once more.
"Yes," Kristin answered, resigning herself to giving him at least a one-word answer even if it was a lie..
“Say it, you fucking slut,” Isaac barked as he buttfucked Kristin harder and faster.
“I… I like your big cock in my tiny asshole,” Kristin said sheepishly as she gritted her teeth and tried to just focus on breathing to get through the current onslaught of her ass.
“Yeah, yeah, all you dumb fucking buttsluts are the fucking same,” Isaac remarked, still picking up speed and force.
“What a nice guy,” Ortega thought to herself about the man blackmailing her.
Even with 6 inches of his shaft continuously knifing into her ass, the pretty detective continued to voice her difficulty which became muffled when she began biting her plump lower lip. Over and over again her expansive asshole stretched to what had to be her limit in order to accommodate his eager probing. With each time the full length of his cock slid out of her bowels only to pierce them once more until he was balls deep, she grunted.
“Push your legs together,” he ordered, as he continued to molest her wonderful tits..
Having pulled out of her well-used asshole, the sleazy rich kid helped roll Kristin onto her side with her mighty ass still just off the edge of the desk. The side lying positioning offered the main advantage of allowing Isaac to watch her phat ass quake with each thrust he did into her, while still allowing him to see her bouncing breasts.
"Ffuucckkkk," the sleazy rich kid hissed as he pushed back into her ass.
This time Isaac didn't need to start slow since they had already loosened her up from their first round. Picking it back up where they left off, Isaac was stroking his entire length into her boundless ass within seconds. Over and over her ass rippled as his hips smacked against the curvy muscle, pitching the stunning detective forward only for his arms to rear her back simultaneously.
“Come on. Cum already,” Kristin urged as the hard anal fuck continued for quite some time.
"Gonna...cum...soon," Isaac warned between thrusts, each one stronger and feeling more penetrative than the last.
"Mhmm...oh...cum right on my ass," Kristin begged, feeling him becoming more erratic which signalled his imminent orgasm.
"No...in your ass," he groaned, not able to withstand any more of her vice-like booty.
“Sure. Whatever,” Kristin grunted, knowing her time was almost over.
Rearing back one last time Isaac plunged as deep into her rectum as he possibly could. Holding himself pressed inside her, the sleazy rich kid released his seed, pumping his thick cum against the deepest walls of her bowels. Kristin felt the last stab of his cock and knew what was coming. She could actually feel his load splashing inside her rectum, coating her with the oddly warm fluid.
“Shit! I knew a girl like you could really fuck,” an exhausted Isaac pulled his finally deflated cock from her ass for the last time.
Kristin looked over and saw the soft cock now hanging between the grotesque man’s legs. She held off pumping a fist in the air but she did smile brightly. As Isaac sat his sweaty body in his chair, Kristin got down from the desk and started to get dressed. She couldn’t find where she had spat out her thong that Isaac had used as a gag earlier in their time together, so she simply pulled her dress back on and hoped that the semen would leak too far down her leg until she could clean it up in a washroom.
“So, we’re good now? You won’t fuck with me or my people again?” Kristin said with anger as she prepared to leave the office.
“After letting me cum in each of your orifices? I think you earned a reprieve,” Isaac said with that signature shit-eating grin.
“Fucking Meth asshole,” Kristin swore under her breath as she left, already feeling the trickle of cum leaking from both her pussy and asshole as she prepared to go back out into the party.
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