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Lucifer - Sexual Adventures of Chloe Decker	By : TheChemist Category: -Misc TV Shows > General Views: 20299 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Title: Sexual Adventures of Chloe Decker - Solving the Big Case
Show: Lucifer
Author: The Chemist
Character: Chloe Decker, Lucifer, 2 Vile, Jimmy Barnes, Dan Espinoza
Codes: MF, Anal, Blackmail, Oral
Disclaimer: I don’t have anything to do with the show or characters of Lucifer, including Chloe Decker, Lucifer, 2 Vile, Jimmy Barnes, Dan Espinoza. Mature themes must be older than 18. I make no money from this fictional story.
Summary: Chloe doesn’t want to accept the fact she needs Lucifer (or anyone else’s help) to solve Delilah’s murder in the pilot episode. However, she’s not above resorting to sex in excahnge for information

To say that it hadn’t been Chloe Decker’s year would be putting it mildly. Where to start? Why not with her personal life. Her separation with her husband kicked it all off. They’d been fighting for years, but since the separation it had gotten worse, especially since Dan was not the best father, which added a whole other wrinkle. And she’d been so focused on being a great mom and career woman, that she had done so at the expense of friends, for which she had none. Her social life consisted of curling up on the sofa with a glass of red wine and a cheesy romance novel, and at some point she’d diddle herself in the shower.
Then there was her professional life. Having fought tooth and nail to make it from a simple beat cop to detective, she had found the glass ceiling to hit her like a ton of bricks. Though a decent policewoman, Chloe was finding she wasn’t the best detective. Sure, her instincts were top notch; the best even. However, she hadn’t translated it into arrests. She knew who was innocent or guilty, but had trouble making the charges stick in over 50% of her cases - a terrible solve rate even in L.A. A rate so low, that if it dropped further, she’d be busted back down to uniform officer, something she’d rather die than have to do again.
And that was still without mentioning the whole Palmetto shooting. A case that had caused every other officer and detective in her district to hate her. It also meant she was given all the shit cases.
However, Chloe felt her luck turn when she pulled all the strings she had left to land the Delilah killing case. A famous singer was gunned down outside some night club and the shooter was killed moments later in a car accident as he fled the scene. It was the type of high profile but easy case that every detective dream of...until her fucking gut kicked in and told her the killer was only a hired gun and that she still needed to solve the case.
“Chloe, this is an easy one. Take the win,” Dan, her ex-husband but current co-worker explained. “Close the freaking case and stay a detective.”
“But Dan, I know it's more complicated than this. The shooter was…”
“The shooter is connected with Delilah. Sold her drugs in the past. This is a drug dealer killing his bad client and being killed in the process. Open and shut,” Dan cut her off.
“But…”
“No fucking buts Chloe. If you leave this open for another 24 hours then the captain demotes you. You don’t want that, do you?” Dan argued.
“I really, really don’t,” Chloe agreed.
“Then enough with this bullshit,” Dan stated before angrily walking off.
Of course, Chloe couldn’t drop it. And, like Dan said, she had 24 hours…
* * *
The next 12 hours didn’t exactly go as planned. She followed up on leads, which amounted to talking to all of Delilah’s ex-boyfriends, but they simply pointed the finger at each other. Delilah’s producer, Jimmy Barnes, had sent Chloe’s gut into overdrive, but he had a legit reason to believe that the rapper 2 Vile was guilty. In turn, the terrible musician turned the blame on the married man Delilah had left him for, though it was useless information since the only person who knew the identity of the married man was protected with patient-doctor confidentiality. And while she liked Jimmy Barnes for the murder, her gut also told her that 2 Vile was holding back more information then he volunteered. The only question was whether to use Lucifer Morningstar’s help…
“I’m still a great Goddamn detective,” Chloe said to herself as she grabbed her car keys. “I don’t need some club owner’s help in solving a murder.”
How wrong that decision was. And the cost of which would either be her job...or her dignity.
* * *
To get the actual killer, Chloe found herself driving to 2 Vile’s house again. As she pulled into the driveway, she found that no cars were in the driveway, unlike yesterday when he was throwing a party. After knocking on the door, it soon opened to the same old man that served as the butler.
“Detective Decker. What may I do for you?”
“I need to chat with 2 Vile again,” the Detective stated.
“Good timing. He’s just finished breakfast,” the butler said, allowing the blonde to enter.
“Wow Jeeves! More coffee,” 2 Vile shouted as he heard the footfalls of his servant approaching.
“I shall, sir. In the meantime, Detective Decker is here again.”
As the butler left, Chloe walked into the spacious area that served as both dining and living room. 2 Vile must have finished eating not too long ago because his dirty dishes were still at the dining table. Looking over, the detective found the rapper on the sofa with a mug in one hand. Her heeled boots echoed off the tile floor as she walked over to stand halfway between him and the hallway.
“I told you everything you needed to know,” he said defensively.
“We both know you have more information. And I need it,” Chloe said plainly. “Please. Surely you want me to catch the man responsible for the murder of Delilah.”
“That bitch that cheated on me even after I told her I love her. Nah. I would like to see the piece of shit fry for this, but it's your job to find him, not mine,” 2 Vile explained. “But hell, you couldn’t afford to get that information from me.”
“I can’t pay you for a tip,” the Detective stated.
“I don’t need money. Have lots of that. But you are looking mighty fine, Detective Decker,” the rapper replied, his eyes roaming her body with hunger.
“What information can you possibly give me? Your previous ‘lead’ was that Delilah was seeing a therapist. A therapist who can’t disclose any patient-doctor details,” Chloe told the rapper.
“Okay. I hear you. How about this? How about something, an expensive and unique item, that can link Delilah, the shooter and the man who hired the dead killer,” 2 Vile replied with a cocky smile. “Does that get your panties wet?”
As much as Chloe was repulsed by the rapper, that type of information would bust her case wide open. She’d be able to start pulling her name from the mud and clean it up again. Of course, she knew what it would cost her. Then again, for a chance to improve her sulled professional reputation, she was suddenly very willing to sacrifice some personal reputation.
“Tell me what you know. Your identity will be hidden under me claiming you as an informant,” Chloe demanded, sticking as formal and business-like as possible.
“You don’t hear shit until you’ve earned it, blondie,” the rapper countered, that smug look still on his face.
After a few long seconds, Chloe hung her head and asked. “What will it cost me?”
“You know, I still remember you from your Hot Tub High School. You still have the perfect face, the tits look great still, but it was always the shot of your tight ass that got me hard,” 2 Vile explained. “So that’s my price. I break your case wide open after I destroy your booty.”
“You can't be serious,” Chloe asked in astonishment.
“Does this face look like it’s joking, ho?” 2 Vile asked with hardness in his tone. “Choice is yours but the offer expires in 5...4...3…”
“Fine,” Chloe cut him off, head hung even lower.
“What was that?” 2 Vile asked, smiling harder than ever. “Tell me in no uncertain terms.”
“Ugh. In exchange for information that will solve Delilah’s homicide, I’ll let you...fuck...my ass,” Chloe summed it up, completely defeated.
“Fuck yeah you will. Now get on your knees and crawl that fine ass over here,” the rapper demanded.
“Really?”
“On the ground. Now,” 2 Vile demanded. “Don’t make me ask you again or my lips will zip up tight.”
At this point, Chloe was mentally kicking herself for not walking further into the massive room. Knowing she would do anything to remain a detective, the gorgeous blonde humiliated herself by lowering herself to the ground until her knees and palms were flat on the ground. Her tight jeans and long-sleeve white shirt allowed her enough movement to crawl like dog for over 30 feet until she was right beside the rapper, who was smiling like a cartoon villain.
“On your feet,” the rapper ordered.
“But I could have walked over here then...oh nevermind,” Chloe started to complain before simply listening and standing back up.
Even with her heeled boots adding a few extra inches, the leggy detective was still needing to look up to the rapper with the terrible name. Chloe could feel his eyes on her as they once again worked their way down her fantastically fit body. His eyes tended to linger on all the obvious places, like her aforementioned tits, flat stomach and mile-long legs. However, as the black man pressed his chest against her back and inhaled a deep breath through his nose to sniff the scent of her hair, Chloe had to suppress a shudder of repulsion. That and the urge to hit him. That feeling only doubled as his arms wrapped around her body and his hands instantly clutched her perky tits, squeezing them firmly. Out of reflex, Chloe’s hands shot up and clutched onto 2 Vile’s wrists, though she didn’t do anything more than hold them, able to break the joint with little trouble if she wanted.
“God, these feel nice,” the man hissed in her ear. “But will they look as good as they did back in Hot Tub High School?”
As 2 Vile spoke, Chloe let one of his hands fall from her grip as he moved it to her flat stomach this time, however it didn't remain there for long. Drawing it down her insanely flat stomach, 2 Vile quickly snapped open the front of her jeans before shoving his hand down her pants before finding her mound through her panties. Apparently the blackmail situation was a turn-on for Chloe as the leggy woman was already wet just from his touch seconds before and was instantly moaning as he rubbed the damp patch.
“At least give me a hint of your big lead,” Chloe asked, her breathing growing more ragged by the second. “It involves Barnes, doesn’t it?”
“Stick around and hind out,” he stated, all while his fingers slid over her damp slit and his other hand groped her tits.
Chloe would have loved the confirmation, but his comment earlier had all but confirmed that he had something that linked the murderer, the victim and this third person, who her gut knew as Jimmy Barnes. That would make it and open and shut case, landing her the actual murderer. She nodded her head in acceptance, at which point 2 Vile took his hand out from inside her pants in order to tug the tight-fitting jeans down her long legs. Not stopping just with removing her bottoms, the rapper grabbed the bottom of her white tee shirt before lifting it up over her tits and head before discarding it somewhere behind him. This time when his hands went back to her body it was on skin, sending jolts of electricity coursing through her excited body.
“Face me.”
Grabbing her firmly by her upper arm, the rapper spun Chloe back around so her perky breasts pressed against his chest. He tilted her head upwards before devouring her mouth with his lips, his tongue slicing into her's immediately with the detective giving up no resistance. As 2 Vile's large hands closed around her firm ass and began pawing it, Chloe felt a wealth of emotions. She was essentially lowering herself to being a prostitute to this man, all so she could solve a case. However, if it meant she could stay a detective, her life’s ambition, then it was a trade she was willing to make.
"Come on, up on the table," 2 Vile instructed.
Chloe had expected an order for her to get down on her knees, not up onto the coffee table. Yet, it was his show right now so who was she to complain? He had cleared the glass surface with a swipe of the arm already so as he helped her get to her knees there was no mess. A hand between the shoulder blades with some pressure told her all she needed to know about what he wanted.
“Mmmm...love the view,” the rapper complimented as he stared directly at Chloe’s ass.
Chloe didn’t give a retort, mainly because 2 Vile used the chance to run his hands over the smooth, rounded surface of her perfect ass. For a skinny, athletic woman, she had a nice firm bubble butt, but there was still one, very small obstacle in his way. Peeling away her thong left him with the view he was after, that of her pink pussy and tightly puckered asshole flanked on either side by a firm cheek.
"Ever since you came into my crib yesterday, I told all my boys how good your asshole must taste," he said before parting her cheeks before leaning in and licking from her pussy, over her taint and finally on her ass. "And what do you know? I was right."
Despite the fact her snatch tasted sweet and flavorful on his first pass, he only had eyes for one hole. Pressing his face deep into the crevice her awesome ass made, the black man repeatedly lapped at the crinkled surface of her asshole. When Chloe whored herself out to the rapper, she had no idea that his first order of business would be eating out her ass. And yet here he was, tongue performing long licks over her brown eye, much to the single mother’s pleasure.
"Oh God, that's good," Chloe moaned in response to each of his tongue's lashings.
The blonde kneeling on the coffee table with her face down and ass up was the perfect height for the rapper to simply lean down and eat her ass out. Minutes ticked by on the clock as 2 Vile stayed submerged between her firm cheeks, constantly shifting from performing long licks over the crinkled surface, to making a point with his tongue and trying to push it into her sphincter. Finally, the rapper surfaced for air and allowed both of them to catch their breath once more. The black man bit her fit cheeks playfully while the horny detective kept wiggling and pushing her ass back towards him to get more of his oral assault.
“Oh yes,” the detective moaned as the rapper resumed tossing her salad.
After a quick spank to each of her rounded flesh, Chloe felt his tongue press back against her asshole, but only for a moment. Continuing up, 2 Vile licked up her crack and along her spine, moving over to her flanks to kiss her flesh there as she straightened up against him. With a hand on each of her hips he rolled her over, the blonde spinning under his lead until she was seated on the edge of the table.
"Nice tits," he commented after Chloe flung the black bra aside. “Ever since Hot Tub High School, it feels like I see them whenever I close my eyes.”
“And now you have new material for your personal spankbank,” Chloe stated with dry sarcasm.
Chloe didn’t see his hand reach behind her, but she certainly felt as his fist twisted in her long blonde hair and sharply pulled down. As her neck bent and her head snapped upwards, 2 Vile’s tongue invaded her mouth in a sloppy kiss. Chloe let him kiss and grope her tits, his tongue wiggling out of her mouth to smear his spit around her lips and surrounding skin until he borke it off. He didn’t retreat far as the rapper leaned further down in order to use his mouth on her aforementioned tits. Her boobs were perfect for her slender upper body, each capped with a small pink nipple that stood at attention even before his lips closed around them.
"Mhmm...yes," Chloe screamed, hating herself just a little bit about how much pleasure she was getting from whoring herself out.
His mouth and hand worked in unison so while he sucked and smacked his lips on one of her boobs he was pawing at the other. Chloe would give a sharp cry every time he pinched her erect nipple, but he had the sense it was from surprise not pain. Finally he broke away from her perky twins and leaned her back down to the table and spread her legs.
"Had my fill of your tasty ass, but now I wanna experience how good your cunt tastes," 2 Vile said, staring into her blue eyes while swiping his tongue threw her puffy slit.
Chloe's head instantly started swimming as she layed on the rapper's table as he ate her out with expert precision. The detective was now understanding why Delilah dumped her rich producer to shack up with 2 Vile - the man was a wizard with that tongue of his! Over and over the rapper lapped deep within her hole; one instant then would repeatedly flick her clit while his lips formed an air-tight seal around it.
2 Vile had bedded hundreds upon hundreds of women in his short 28 years so he had his routine down pat, especially for what he wanted with his favorite actress from back in the day. First using two fingers in her twat, 2 Vile blasted her pink hole while swiping her sensitive nub. As she got lost in his effort he pulled her legs further apart and slid one of his pussy juice-lathered fingers and placed it against her well-licked asshole.
"Just relax baby," he told her. It wasn't a question but a statement to the gorgeous blonde as he pushed his finger into her backdoor which yielded without much effort.
“Uhhh...ohhhh…” Chloe moaned from the anal intrusion
“I see there was ass play happening in the Hot Tub,” 2 Vile laughed, judging by the ease at which his fingers breached her backdoor.
“Mmmm,” the blonde moaned louder as she placed her hand on her clit.
Instantly Chloe’s hand was a blur of motion between her thighs, flicking at her bean like she had done countless times when she masturbated. Sadly, masturbation was the only sex the gorgeous detective had been having in the past year since she and Dan separated. Which likely explained why her body was so sensitive to the pleasure that the rapper was doing to her, despite having the man fingering her asshole.
"I...keep going," Chloe begged.
She was probably confused when he slowed down his thrusting but it was for a reason. Pulling out so only his tip remained keeping her backdoor open, 2 Vile pressed a second meaty digit against the first then pushed forward. It wasn't as easy with two but they fit and Chloe was soon moaning once more as his tongue dipped deep in her cunt.
"Oh God," Chloe surprised both herself and 2 Vile by screaming in pleasure.
"Cum for 2 Vile,” the rapper demanded as he picked up the pace with his fingers as her rather tight sphincter pushed open to accommodate.
As the pleasure continued to flood her body from multiple avenues, Chloe forgot about the circumstances that had brought her to this setting. She wasn’t thinking about being naked on all fours with fingers pumping into her asshole. Nor did she care that it was a man with a felony sheet the length of her arm doing it to her. All Chloe cared about was the sweet release of a powerful orgasm that wasn’t going to be the result of one of her many dildos. Chloe's hand kept up her rapid diddling of her clit while 2 Vile was nearly matching her pace with his finger thrusting in her booty.
"I think...ohh...that I'm...awwhhh...cuuummmmiiinnngggg!"
2 Vile had made enough girls climax in his time to know that Chloe was about to even without her fragmented warning. For a moment, the rapper thought about withholding the actress-turned-detective’s orgasm since this wasn’t about her pleasure. However, the chance to make a woman he’d been lusting after for 10 years cum on his fingers was just too tempting. Doing exactly what he was, his fingers continued to push and pull inside her as her own hand was a blur. Finally 2 Vile felt her dumper clamp down on his fingers and he stopped blasting her backdoor to not cause her pain.
"Oh my God...needed that,” the blonde panted, basking in her post-orgasm bliss.
“Damn Chloe! Never knew a girl with a stick up her ass could cum from having that ass finger blasted,” 2 Vile laughed.
Chloe didn’t know what to say about his comment. As soon as Chloe felt his two digits leave her butt, the detective felt the man’s hand close around her arm. She allowed the rapper to direct her, making her turn to face him, and earning herself a tongue probing deep in her mouth while his hands went back to groping her tits that she was so fond of. Without breaking the kiss or releasing her tits, 2 Vile got the blonde to her feet, standing in front of the large leather sofa. Though it pained him, 2 Vile let go of one of her perky tits in order to steer her hand down towards his crotch until it was placed right on the bulge in his pants. Chloe took his not-so-subtle hint and squeezed around his cock through his jeans, outlining it to be 7 inches long and it didn't even feel fully hard yet.
"Good for you,” Chloe said with a chagrined smile.
“Right?” 2 Vile grinned. “Now time to put those plump lips to the only thing they’re good for. So get on your knees and suck my dick!”
Though the order was clear, Chloe tested the boundary of it by crawling atop the sofa with him rather than kneeling on the hard ground. She had no idea how long his sexual endurance was, and Chloe knew first hand how painful it could get on her kneecaps while giving a blowjob on a tiled floor. Plus, she was still on her knees as he wanted, just more comfortable. Regardless, neither of them said a single word as her hand massaged right over his groin, feeling his hardening cock strained against his denim pants. She undid his belt and pants, looking him dead in the eye as she did so before fishing out his manhood which was now fully erect.
"Wow! Like seriously. Wow," Chloe said, staring at the largest cock she'd ever seen.
Her hand automatically picked it up and began to stroke it gently as she observed it more closely. His smooth shaft was decorated with some small veins, while his cut manhood with exposed head looked so inviting to suck on. And the way his ebony cock felt in her hand was enough to make her almost forget that she was whoring herself out for a tip. He was also both longer and bigger then anyone she had ever been with, measuring a full 10 inches when at full size.
With a wicked grin on her face that she couldn't hide, Chloe licked her lips before guiding his cock towards her face before engulfing his bulbous head between her lips. The black man couldn't help but let an audible moan as her hot wet mouth worked the first half of his cock over. 2 Vile was embarrassingly close to losing control and popping his load in her mouth once she worked her bobbing to a blistering pace but he found his center and just enjoyed the performance.
"Yes. Suck it babe," 2 Vile moaned in delight towards the skilled cocksucker.
"Mmmmm," Chloe moaned as she noisily slobbered on his meat stick.
2 Vile grunted and groaned as the detective’s warm mouth sucked on his sensitive member as she built momentum. It was clear she was a professional when on her knees, making him think of all the fun he was going to have with the slender blonde. His thoughts were paused suddenly as her free hand reached down to cup his balls before rolling them gently with her fingers.
"Fuck. So good with your little mouth. I bet my little whore loves swallowing cocks and guzzling cum," 2 Vile commented, holding her hair as he bucked his hips.
When it came to oral, Chloe's game was on point. 2 Vile was used to being surrounded by groupies so he felt like he had enough experience to judge oral skill sets. Meanwhile, Chloe had spent her formitive sexual years in Hollywood, where sex was it’s own currency. By the time she starred in Hot Tub High School, Chloe had lost count about the amount of times she’d blown guys, let alone fuck them. Though Chloe excelled in every form of sex, it was her blowjobs that were one of, if not her best skill. She had a few different styles she deployed so her vast amount of boyfriends, fuck buddies or one night stands were always kept happy and never bored. However, it was good for her to learn that those skills hadn’t rusted over the past year of her sexual drought.
After she stroked her lips onto his pole for several bobs, Chloe pulled her mouth off him altogether with an audible pop so she could lower her head further. The feel of her wet tongue sliding from his tight ball sack up the entire length of his cock felt great, which Chloe knew it would. She went back to her regular blowjob but would periodically lick the entirety of his manhood, hearing 2 Vile grunt his appreciation when she did so.
"Sounds like someone is enjoying themselves," she commented with a cocky smile.
"Mhmm...you're good blondie, I’ll give you that,” he said, pulling her face towards his so he could embrace her in a wet, sloppy kiss.
They didn't kiss for long as they both knew where they'd rather Chloe’s plump lips be. She wasted no time bending back down and taking half his meat spear into her mouth, bobbing repeatedly so his bulbous head poked the back of her throat. He could hear the extra spit pool onto his shaft when she did so, making the blowjob get noisier and allowing her hand stroking the lower portion of his dick move at near the speed of light.
“Feel free to share that tip any time now,” Chloe told him after another lengthy spill with her head in his lap.
“Not until you paid in full,” 2 Vile hissed through gritted teeth, already steering her face back down. "Keep your head down there."
Unfortunately she had to pull her mouth off his manhood to beg for the information, but he welcomed the break even if it only lasted a moment. Chloe didn’t waste any more time, getting those plump lips wrapped back around his glistening cock, already dripping wet in her copious amount of saliva.
“Glllkk...lllkkkk,” Chloe gurgled as the spit built up in her mouth with each passing minute.
Chloe parted her plush red lips and brushed her long hair behind her ears then took him into her mouth again. Just like before 2 Vile moaned audibly as she started sucking him off while he was left with his head tilted back and fingertip digging into the top of her head. She enjoyed the effect she was having on him, but shifted all her focus on building momentum as she bobbed her head up and down his towering pole, taking more of him inside her each time.
"Mhm...shit," the rapper groaned. "Definitely worth the damage to my rep with fucking with a cop.”
"Right. Thanks," Chloe replied, a strand of spit connecting her lips to his cock still.
The sounds alone from the blowjob were erotic enough to keep him aroused, let alone how it felt. Wet slurping noises filled the massive office space as Chloe showed great energy to bob routinely on his dick. The athletic-looking detective would mix in the odd moan, which caused her tongue to vibrate on his cock, or gasp for air after holding him down her throat for a spell.
While normally 2 Vile didn't condone a girl spitting, he gave Chloe no ill will as she spat some of her drool unto his member. Her fist used it as lubricant, somehow going even faster now as it pumped along his entire length. Chloe hovered her mouth right above his tip though, using her tongue to lash out tenderly at his pee slit which made the rapper toss back his head and moan.
“Just cum, you bastard,” Chloe mentally commanded, hoping her ruthlessly energetic blowjob would finish him off any time now.
The blonde pulled her mouth from his dick, now slick with her saliva and used her hand to feverishly beat his meat. She did this so that she could use her tongue to help corral his heavy sack to bring it into her mouth. She knew Dan, and every other man she’d gone down on, loved when their balls were sucked on and she bet 2 Vile was no different.
"Oh God...so good," 2 Vile grunted, gripping her head tighter.
Chloe took turns taking each nut into her mouth and giving it proper attention before she moved back to something more solid. She moved half of his pole between her lips while stroking the other half. Using her free hand to massage his sack again, she could hear how much he appreciated what she was doing.
"Thought you'd like that," she grinned.
"Come here."
Chloe found herself helped off her knees with her mouth making an audible popping noise as her lips broke the tight seal around his cock. She felt he had been getting close to cumming in her mouth and earning the tip to her case, but before that could happen, 2 Vile sensed it as well. After giving her a deep kiss, 2 Vile eased them down onto the sofa so his back was resting against the upright while Chloe's was pressed back against him.
"Um...are you gonna put a condom on," she asked, feeling his head rubbing through her folds.
"Absolutely not," he answered as he thrust inside her.
"Mhmm...ohhh...kay," Chloe moaned as he started pumping inside her. “Thank God for birth control.”
He fucked her steadily but with an edge of gentleness. In truth, it was a form of slowing down his libido so he didn’t cum too soon into fucking her, but Chloe benefitted from the tactic as well. Despite being 35 years old and given birth, Chloe Decker’s pussy felt remarkably tight, wet and overall heavenly. Using half his length he pushed in and out of her gushing mound, feeling her pussy spreading and relenting with each passing thrust. Finally he felt his base get fully sheathed in her wetness with his stomach pressed firmly against her amazingly fit ass.
Taking off the training wheels now, 2 Vile held little back. Rearing back before spearing into her at full force, both of them moaned in delight. The rapper ran his top hand up from her smooth hips, over her flat abdomen and finally to grab ahold of her bouncing tit while his mouth worked on kissing the nape of her neck.
"Fuck! You have such a great body," 2 Vile complimented as their sweaty bodies thudded against each other.
"It’s from hunting down bad guys," Chloe replied while moaning, the boob not held by the rapper jiggling about.
"You always fuck for help though,” 2 Vile laughed. “Now tell me what you are. And remember, your case depends on it,” he added with a hard smack to her firm booty.
"Mhmm...I'm your whore," Chloe screamed, her ass rippling with every thrust.
"Is my nasty slut gonna cum again for me," 2 Vile asked, his free hand strumming over her clit now.
"Pphhhh....uccckkk yes," the leggy detective answered, nearing another climax by the second.
"Squirt all over my cock like a good girl," he added, his thrusting and rubbing reaching a fever pitch. “You know you want to. Cumming all over my black dick.”
"Oh my God," Chloe said, running a hand through her golden hair with her eyes squeezed shut and breathing more ragged. "I'm cumming. Don't stop. YYEESSSSSSS!"
2 Vile kept his pace going with both hips and hand until he was sure that the blonde cop had ridden out her second orgasm of the night. Just like the first she was a screamer and came hard, coating his cock in a thick layer of her juices in the process. He slowed his thrusting until he finally pulled free of her velvety grip, smoothly getting to his feet and rolling her onto her back.
After back to back orgasms, 2 Vile was willing to bet Chloe wouldn't get in a more subdued, relaxed mood then this, which would suit his future actions perfectly. With his strong arms he positioned her on the sofa with her round booty barely hanging over the edge and her legs spread wide. As he pushed them backwards, Chloe had the wherewithal to clutch them so he had full access to her sex.
“Fuck me and cum,” Chloe begged, still in a world of bliss.
“Oh I will. Don’t worry about that,” 2 Vile grinned wickedly. “I’m just done using that pink slit.”
Chloe tried to remain calm but panic was threatening to overtake her. This wouldn't be the first time a man had successfully wormed his way into her ass. In fact, as they were trying to save their marriage, Chloe was giving up her booty to Dan almost nightly, to no avail. However, Dan’s cock, while more than healthy, was nowhere in the same ballpark to the sheer size as 2 Vile, with his thickness a real issue for her as he continued rubbing his tip along her crinkled entrance.
"I don't think you'll fit back there," Chloe said with an edge of nervousness.
"Do you want that tip? Seriously, do you want it," he asked, his tip never leaving her crinkled surface.
"It's just that I haven't done...this...in awhile," the blonde informed him. Just like with regular vaginal sex, it had been nearly a year.
"Well let's hope it's like riding a bike. Now spread your ass for me," 2 Vile demanded.
Chloe didn't use words instead responded to his demand with action. 2 Vile liked how subservient she was becoming to him in only a short amount of time, aided greatly by the fact her dream career depended on solving the case, thus getting the information the rapper knew. Running her arms through her spread legs, Chloe grabbed a handful of each of her rounded cheeks and pulled them apart, making her tight backdoor gape ever so slightly.
2 Vile didn't hesitate further as he pushed forward firmly yet without malice. The combination of the wetness of his shaft, relaxed attitude of the gorgeous blonde and how he had loosened her with his fingers earlier had helped significantly. Chloe 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.
This not being his first time sodomizing someone, 2 Vile knew the proper thing to do was wait for Chloe to make the next move, which happened in short order. No sooner had he penetrated her bowels was when the determined cop rocked her fit body side to side in a gesture for him to take the reins.
With her seal of approval achieved, the rapper took control back. With two hands now holding onto her hips to still her motion, the black man began making more progress into the depths of her anus. Though it was slow he didn't mind as his small strokes kept getting more of his fat cock inside her.
"Fucking tight," he grunted.
Always thinking of more, 2 Vile started to push more inside and go faster almost at the same time. This caused the gorgeous blonde 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.
“Fucking love it, don’t you, blondie?” 2 Vile asked, grinned wickedly. “Taking my big black cock up your tight ass?”
"Yeah...just like that," she replied in a soft tone. "I like that."
"You like my big cock in your tiny asshole," he asked, testing the water by going faster once more.
"I actually do," Chloe answered, surprising them both with her honesty.
Even with 6 inches of his shaft continuously knifing into her ass, the actress-turned-detective continued to voice her satisfaction 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. The smile on her face and the way she looked up at him while he drilled into her only spurred the rapper to fuck the anal-loving Hot Tub High School star harder and faster.
If she was in pain from the relentless ass fucking he was doling out to her, 2 Vile could never have known it. 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 moaned. In fact, when she wasn't biting her lip the blonde demandingly urged him to keep fucking her ass. Apparently ending a year-long dry spell was making Chloe super horny and eager for any penetration, even of the anal variety.
As he held steadfast onto the curves of her hips where her narrow waist bellowed out to create the modest curves, she wiggled her booty enticingly for him. He took up the invitation each time by rearing back before spiking her on his spear in her rectum without fail.
“Fuck me! Use me! Cum in me!” Chloe urged, her tits bouncing with each thrust.
"Roll over. I need to see that ass shaking as a fuck your tight little dumper," 2 Vile so elegantly stated.
The detective only smiled as he withdrew from her well-used asshole. He was far from the first man obsessed with her well-defined ass, nor would he be the last. As Chloe flipped over and rose up onto her hands and knees 2 Vile was compelled to raise his hand then crash it down hard against her firm ass, watching the thick muscle ripple and redden. He didn't get too slap happy as the way her booty was presented to him made him need to get back inside her.
"Ffuucckkkk," the rapper hissed as he pushed back into her ass.
“You can say that again,” the sweat-dampened blonde groaned.
This time 2 Vile 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, 2 Vile 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 former actress forward only for his strong arms to rear her back simultaneously.
"Yes! Cum! Give it to me," she implored, her asshole being used for his pleasure.
"Gonna...cum...soon," 2 Vile warned between thrusts, each one stronger and feeling more penetrative than the last.
"Mhmm...oh...cum right on my ass," Chloe 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.
Rearing back one last time 2 Vile plunged as deep into her rectum as he possibly could. Holding himself pressed inside her, the rapper released his seed, pumping his thick cum against the deepest walls of her bowels. Chloe felt the last stab of his cock and knew what was coming. She could actually feel his load splashing inside her anus, coating her with the oddly warm fluid. The sensation alone was almost enough to bring her to a third orgasm, but she was too exhausted from their lengthy fuck to climax once more.
"Wow," Chloe moaned as 2 Vile pulled his deflating cock from her ass for the last time.
Chloe’s arms gave out on her right at the same time 2 Vile pitched himself onto the sofa, his huge cock slowly deflating. Chloe rolled with her own fall, landing on her back as she recovered from the vigorous fuck, even as his semen began running out of her well-fucked asshole and down her inner thigh.
“I’ll take that tip now,” Chloe instantly reminded him of their deal.
“Right back to business, huh? Don’t even want a smoke?” 2 Vile offered.
“Nope. Just the information,” Chloe demanded, already hunting down her clothes.
“Fine. That watch the drug dealer had on…”
“The dealer that supplied Delilah before killing her?”
“The same one...it came from Delilah,” 2 Vile stated. “But it wasn’t gifted to him. It was a gift from Delilah to Jimmy Barnes. Jimmy’s broke. He likely paid the shooter in the Rolax.”
“Killing Delilah was both an act of vengeance…”
“And a way to make money since her record sales were guaranteed to skyrocket,” 2 Vile finished explaining.
“Holy crap. I gotta go,” Chloe stated, pulling her shirt over her head. “Have you seen…”
“These? 2 Vile asked, holding up her thong. “I’m keeping it as a trophy.”
“You really are vile,” the detective sneered before pulling on her jeans without panties beneath.
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