Peter Jenkins - Drugged into sin

His hands worked quickly and smoothly unfastening articles of clothing and letting them fall where they would. Finally when she was completely naked except for her soft, silk panties, he pulled her passionately to the bed and began to kiss the taut, pink nipples of her breasts as she writhed and moaned under him. It was such delicious agony for him to touch her, caress her and feel her return his lovemaking with the same passionate ardor. She was tugging at the bottom of his slacks in an effort to pull them off so that she would have better access to his hardened manhood. He eased his hips up from the bed to make it easier for her to undress him. When she was finally able to pull the slacks from him, she let her hands wander inside the tight elastic of his shorts until she could feel the complete, massive erectness of his rod and she began to massage it up and down in a slow, steady rhythm. He could feel the tightness in his loins begin to build as she continued her relentless caress, and he ran his hands over her body as if trying to memorize every curve and line of her voluptuous figure. Her legs were stretched out and slightly apart so that he would have easy access to the intimate crevice of her loins. His fingers played casually with the hard bud of her clitoris, rubbing it faster and harder with each second. She moaned under his touch and raised her hips forward so that he could have even greater access to her moist, aching vagina.

"I can't stand it," she moaned. "You're driving me wild!"

She lifted her face from the bed and her tongue began to trace a pattern down his chest and belly, nibbling gently at the taut skin until her mouth closed down like a warm glove over his thick, pulsing organ.

His loins were aflame, consumed in a fire that swept through his entire body as she sucked constantly on his throbbing prick. Her tongue played with the reddened knob, teasing it as it jerked inside the cavern of her mouth and throat. He could feel his whole body begin to shake as her mouth and lips moved up and down on his hot, hard penis and he let his fingers sink deep into the well of her vagina.

He could feel her wiggling back against fingers and he moved them wildly inside her so that she was writhing and twisting in an uncontrolled fury.

"Oh darling," she gasped, "fuck me now, please fuck me now, I can't stand it any longer."

She seemed to be almost insatiable as she pulled her mouth away from his stiff, jerking manhood and crushed his mouth with hers. She threw her body on top of his and began to straddle his huge, throbbing penis, but he would not take his fingers away from her hot, moist vagina.

"In a moment, darling," he whispered. "First, I want to be sure that you are really ready, because I am about to burst from wanting to fuck you."

"Oh yes, yes, yes… God, I'm so ready, please take me, take me NOW," she almost screamed at him.

She reached down between his legs and grabbed his hard, erect cock and guided it towards her waiting, denied channel. He moved his hips closer to her and with one violent thrust, impaled his huge manhood deep into her belly. She gasped in pain at the sudden entry, but then began to rock against him, teasingly and persistently so that he could feel her pull away from him and then push her hips back in again as his penis slipped in and out of her tight, hot passage.

"Fuck me," she begged, "it's so good, darling, it's so good!"

He slammed his throbbing phallus deep into her waiting cunt, increasing the pressure and the force with each thrust. She could feel him completely filling her insides and she knew that she was about to cum.

"Aaaggghhhh," she moaned, "darling, I'm cumming, deeper, harder, I'm cumming now!"

Her persistent gasps and cries excited him to his breaking point and as he felt the walls of her vagina contracting tightly around his pistoning cock, he too, began to grind out his orgasm, filling her with his hot boiling sperm until it felt as though his very life itself were being sucked and drained from him.

"Oh God, darling, my whole belly feels filled like it's never been filled before." She crooned softly beneath him.

After they had caught their breath, they relaxed on the bed and began to plan just how they would escape from the grasp of Price and his men and their life of crime.

Christine walked back to the house and slowly climbed the stairs to her room, still thinking and worrying about Jimmy and what would happen the next night when the gang went to pull another job. She lay down on her bed and tried to sleep, but her mind was too occupied with the thought that something dreadful was going to happen and she couldn't put it out of her mind.

She was just beginning to doze slightly when she was startled by someone opening her door.

"So, you finally decided to come back!" It was Price who was directing her.

"I just went out to meet Jimmy for some drinks and we went for a walk," she lied.

"The hell you did! You seem to forget that I have eyes and ears all over this town and I know where you were!" he barked.

She cringed slightly back into the bed as his hand came up to slap her soundly across the face and deliver a second blow across her full, sensitive breasts.

"Now are you going to tell me what you two have in mind or do I have to beat it out of you?" he commanded.

"I don't know what you're talking about," she answered.

"Well, let me enlighten you, my dear," he said sarcastically. "I know that your boyfriend doesn't approve of our little operation and that he has something planned, like maybe getting out," he said coldly.

"Well, if he does, he didn't say anything to me about it," she lied.

"I happen to know that that's not true, a friend of mine heard you planning something this afternoon. Let me warn you, you had better tell him to forget it, because even if he should be successful in getting out of New York City, he won't get very far and you are not going anywhere, I'm going to make sure of that!" His tone was menacing and she knew that he was serious and not to be fooled with.

"If your friend decides to go through with his foolish plan, you can tell him that you are going to be taken back to our little retreat in Westport for the amusement of our more demanding clients. You remember the first time you were there, don't you, dear?"

The thought of all those horrible perverts abusing her again, doping her and using her in any fashion they so desired made her feel sick and she rolled over on the bed and buried her face in the pillow.

"As a matter of fact, I think that you should call him, because I am taking you there myself tonight for safe keeping. So get dressed!" he yelled at her.

She was trembling when she got up from the bed, but she knew that she would have to obey him or suffer the consequences.

"In the meantime," he added, "we are going to deal with your little boyfriend!"

"Ww-what, are you going to do," she stammered.

Her stomach had frozen and she felt nauseous, and put her hand to her mouth as if to prevent the ill feeling.

"Well, I haven't really decided yet, but," he added, with a vicious grin, "When we get to the docks tomorrow night, there may be a little accident and he may never come back, just like he wanted it!" He laughed cruelly as he saw the look of horror on her face.

She thought that her whole world was collapsing around her and she asked, "Suppose I talk to him, maybe I can persuade him to come around to your way of thinking, then will you let him alone. Please… don't do anything to him. I don't care what you do with me, but don't hurt him!"

"Very touching, I'm sure," he snarled, "but no one, and I mean no one crosses me up, I'm too big a man in this town and don't you forget it!"

"At any rate, my dear, I wouldn't count on seeing your precious Jimmy again," he added.