Posted by Vinnie on January 31, 2005 at 19:06:38:
Erotic Thriller
By Vinnie
“Another day, another dollar”, thought Lana to herself as she scooped up her earnings for the night and stuffed the bills into her purse. The 5’ 6”, 110 lb., dark-skinned Hawaiian honey had just finished her shift at the “Girl Power” nightclub, and she’d made tons of money giving lap dances. Between dancing at the nightclub, and working for Candi Carter’s escort service, Lana was really starting to rake in the cash. Candi had promised that nothing could possibly go wrong. Johnny and Carlo would never find out about the escort service, or the missing money.
It was Friday, only 2am, the night was still young, and there was more money to be made. Although tired after her long shift, she couldn’t pass up another opportunity for quick cash and hot sex. Candi’s escort service had called. Some dude named “Rick” wanted to meet her out behind the nightclub, and there was big money involved. The guy was actually going to pay her $1000 to role-play a streetwalker scenario! All she had to do was dress slutty, stand on the corner, and wait for him to drive by in his red Porsche. A blow job, a quick fuck, and she’d be done – and also $1000 richer!
Lana stretched a white latex tube top over her naked 36DD tits, and then slipped on a sexy rhinestone-embroidered, mesh thong. The gorgeous 20-year-old Hawaiian doll pulled a skintight, white latex micro miniskirt up her stocking-clad legs, and buckled on a pair of tall, stiletto-heeled platform sandals. A pearl choker, pearl earrings, and pearl and rhinestone bracelets finished off her sexy ensemble. A long, pearl pendant dangled from her pierced navel. Oh baby! Her client was really gonna love this outfit!
Lana applied a coat of pink gloss to her full lips, and stepped to the dressing room’s large, full-length mirror for one last look. Her creamy dark skin stood out in erotic contrast to the sexy white latex outfit and expensive white pearl jewelry. Her ultra-tight, body-hugging miniskirt and tube top clung to her voluptuous 36-22-36 form like a second skin. Thick, dark wavy hair fell past her shoulders and spilled down her back.
She was going to be an actress tonight. Play a part. Okay. Time to go to work. Gotta get into character. Lana smoothed the tight latex skirt over her round ass, adjusted her big tits inside the tight confines of the latex tube top, played with the lace tops of the sheer, seamed stockings that encased her long, curvy legs, and stroked the rhinestones adorning the front of her tiny thong panties. She turned and twisted in front of the mirror, shaking her long hair, licking her lips, tensing and flexing the muscles of her shapely legs. This guy “Rick” wanted a sexy streetwalker, and she was gonna give it to him, in more ways than one.
Lana headed out the club’s back door and down the alley toward 5th street. That’s where Rick would be waiting in his Porsche. “Jeez, it’s cold out here” thought the Hawaiian honey as she clicked her way down the alley. “Shit, how do hookers keep from freezin’ their asses off when they’re outside all night with practically nothing on? I sure wouldn’t want to do this every fucking night!” She noticed her nipples hardening against the fabric of the tube top as the chill wind whipped across her big chest. Lana shivered as she picked up the pace. She could see a car parked at the end of the alley, near the intersection with 5th Street. Maybe that was Rick’s car.
Lana started walking faster, her white platform heels clicking and clattering on the pavement. This alley was creepy. It was the same place where Lola and Cherie were last seen. Lola was dead for sure. They never found her body, but her blood was everywhere. And they found her nipple rings and navel piercing on the sidewalk along with her bloody leather miniskirt. And her thong. Her red leather thong - with a big bullet hole right in the center! Cherie just disappeared. No blood. Nothing. All they found was her torn t-shirt, red G-string, a pair of handcuffs, and a big handful of her beautiful platinum blonde hair. “Fuck, what am I doing here?” thought Lana. “Gotta hurry, but I can’t walk any faster in these spike heels”.
Lana was all alone, dressed-to-kill, walking down a dimly lit alley. Anything could happen. The darkness, the silence, the danger. It was scary, but sexy too. It was like being in one of those “erotic thriller” movies where some hot babe gets snuffed in a dark alley by a crazy sex killer. The only thing missing was Jack the Ripper! “Shit, can’t think about stuff like that. Just gotta keep walking!” Lana’s big knockers bulged out of the tube top, bouncing and jiggling provocatively as her long strides carried her down the alley toward the bright streetlights of 5th street, and certain safety.
Rick watched from the shadows as his luscious target approached. He licked his lips and stroked himself as he watched the stunning bitch strut down the alley. The sexy Hawaiian hottie moved like an exotic, dark-skinned panther, white latex top stretching across her big, firm breasts, tight latex micro mini barely covering her swaying hips and wiggling ass, seamed stockings and tall spike heels accentuating her shapely legs as her long strides carried her to her doom.
His cock hardened as the voluptuous girl came closer and closer to his hiding place in a darkened doorway, only steps away from his parked car. She was so close. He could almost reach out and touch her. The scent of her expensive perfume filled his head as she clicked past – a vision of long legs, bouncing tits, and thick, flowing hair.
Lana slowed as she approached the red sports car. This was it, Rick’s Porsche. She was sure.
“Where is he?” thought the sexy Hawaiian girl to herself. “Shit, I can’t see anything through these tinted windows. Oh well, he must be in the car, watching. That’s it. He’s watching me. I’m a streetwalker, and a real sexy one too! And, he’s watching me. Maybe if I play the part right, I can make even more money! That’s it. Play the part. Okay, you want it, you got it. Here goes.”
Lana began to walk…slowly…around and around the car. Strutting, smiling, brushing her hair, touching herself, rubbing her hips against the fenders and doors, bending over, showing her panties, fondling her tits and ass…anything to get the attention of the high-roller she knew was inside the car watching…watching her.
“Hey baby…Rick…Rick…you in there?…you watching?…like what you see?…what’s up?…maybe your cock!…I hope so…you like my outfit?…white latex looks sexy on a dark-skinned Hawaiian girl, don’t you think?…you like my tight little miniskirt?…and my tiny little tube top?… How ‘bout my sexy stockings and stiletto heels?…I’ll bet you like ‘em…I’m sure you do!…wanna date?…I’m available…I’ll make it worth your while…I’ll do anything you like…well, almost anything…we gotta negotiate price…say… anybody in there?…knock, knock…who’s there?…let me in…come on…let me in!”
Lana kept walking around the car, dragging her fingers along the hood, the top, and the trunk as she wiggled and strutted next to the bright red vehicle. Stopping at the driver’s side, she leaned in close, pressing her bulging latex top against the window. Bending over, hands on hips, she rubbed her big chest against the window, rolling her tits back and forth across the tinted glass.
The white latex fabric of her micro-miniskirt stretched tightly across her bubble-shaped ass as she leaned against the window. The skirt rose higher and higher in the back, exposing the lace tops of her seamed stockings and the mesh thong that barely covered her shaved and perfumed pussy.
“Come on, baby…open up…it’s cold out here…come on…what’s the matter…don’t you wanna play?…need more motivation?…how ‘bout this.”
Pulling her tube top down, Lana exposed her beautiful 36DDs to the crisp night air, then squeezed her beautiful mounds and played with her nipples, before pressing her big, naked tits against the window. The beautiful escort girl gasped and squealed as the cold glass caused her pretty nipples to rise to attention, hard and erect.
“Oooohhh, my titties are cold…so cold…gotta warm ‘em up”.
Lana squeezed her big breasts together, and lifted her tits toward her warm, wet mouth. She hungrily licked and sucked her beautiful nipples, rolling her tongue back and forth, as she tried to tease the stranger she knew was sitting in the Porsche, behind it’s tinted windows.
“Fuck, baby!…I’m cold!…open up, will ya…come on…please!…you can fuck me…any way you want to…lemme suck your cock…come on…let me in…please!”
Pulling her tube top back over her breasts, Lana walked slowly to the front of the car. Facing the front window, she began a slow dance. The voluptuous Hawaiian doll licked her lips and brushed her hands through her thick dark hair as she rolled her hips in seductive slow motion. Turning in circles on her tall stiletto heels, she ran her delicate hands across her flat tummy and over the tight latex that encased her round ass and bulging tits. Lana’s left hand rose to her exquisite rack. As she squeezed and kneaded her big, juicy mounds with one hand, her other slipped underneath her tiny latex skirt, past her mesh thong, and into her warm, moist pussy.
Closing her eyes, Lana began breathing heavily as she worked on her clit with the fingers of her right hand while using her other hand to play with her big, hard nipples. As she leaned against the front of the car, wiggling her tight ass, rolling her shapely hips, tensing her supple thighs and sleek calves, her head fell back, her chest heaved, and her moaning grew louder. Lana’s full and luscious body coiled and twisted like a beautiful, sexy snake, shimmying, bumping and grinding as she performed her dirty dance for the unseen admirer she knew watched her from inside the Porsche.
Rick stroked his massive cock to full hardness as he watched the sizzling, dark-skinned sexpot dancing in the dark, near his hiding place in the shadows. He drew his switchblade, and walked slowly towards her. Taking his time, he moved closer and closer, watching every seductive movement of her voluptuous body as he approached from behind.
Stopping only inches from the unsuspecting beauty, Rick gazed hungrily at Lana’s beautiful backside, admiring her tall stiletto heels, curvy legs, and the firm ass that strained inside her ultra-tight micro miniskirt. He licked his lips as his eyes moved from her tight buns to her narrow waist to the lustrous, thick dark hair that cascaded down her back. Unzipping his leather pants, Rick removed his hard cock, and moved directly behind the gyrating sex kitten.
Lana rocked back and forth on her strappy spike heels as her fingers probed her sweet slit. Though the night was cold, her body temperature rose higher and higher as she worked herself toward orgasm.
“Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh…come on, baby…open the door…let me in…I’m ready…I’m so ready…come on…come on…hurry up and let me in…I wanna see you…I wanna be with you…let me in…pretty please…Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh…I can’t wait much longer…I can’t wait!…I can’t wait!…Oh my God!…Oh my God!…I’m gonna cum…I’m gonna cum…I’m gonna cum…Oh, here it comes, baby!…Here it comes…Oh, my God…Ohhhhhhh!…Ohhhhhhhhhh!…Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!…Yeeeaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh!…Oh?…Oh?…Oh, shit!…What?…What the fuck!!!…What the fuck!!!
Lana’s pleasure turned to panic as she felt something behind her…right behind her. Something. Someone. A man. Tall and strong. A hand groped her luscious tits, squeezing and squeezing, then surrounded her neck. Another hand tore at her silky panties from behind. She fell forward, face first, across the hood of the car. She struggled, but couldn’t move. He pulled her long hair. He pinched her tight ass. He spread her long legs. Wide. Wider. He pressed against her. She felt his cock. Pushing. Pushing hard. Harder. Pushing into her. She gasped. She kicked. She screamed.
“Fuck…Fuck…Oh, Fuck…Oh my God…Oh my God…what’s going on?…what am I doing out here?…shit…oh shit…I gotta get away…I’m out here all alone…I need help…please…oh please…somebody help me…what should I do?…what does he want?…what does he want?…oh my God…oh my God…it’s just like in the movies…it can’t be happening…not to me…not to me…Oh no!…Stop!…Don’t!…Don’t!…No!…
Oooohhhhh!!!!…Fuuucccckkkk!!!!….Auuggggnnnnhhhhh!….Gaughauuugggghhhhh!”
Lana squealed as Rick pushed up her latex mini, and thrust into her pussy from behind. Her arms and legs flailed, banging on hood and fenders of the car, her body flattened across the cold metal. Rick held her down with a strong hand entwined in her thick, dark hair, and fucked her hard as she writhed and struggled. As he pumped her from behind, Rick slid his switchblade up and down her stocking-clad legs, stopping to poke her shapely calves and thighs with the sharp blade.
He slid the point of the knife into the back of Lana’s curvy right calf, cutting through stocking and leg, drawing blood. As she struggled frantically, Rick carved upward through seamed stocking, shapely calf, and toned thigh, before reaching her latex covered ass. Blood dripped down her long right leg as her squirming intensified. Rick used the knife to lift the back of her tight, white skirt, exposing her round, firm ass to the cold night air. He poked Lana’s round buns with the blade while continuing to rhythmically fuck her from behind. Guttural sounds rolled out of her throat and across her lips as he used the knife to slice open the back of her latex mini, cutting the dark skin of her tight ass.
The well-hung Italian hitman pulled out of Lana’s pussy, rolled her over, and lifted her squirming body onto the hood of the car. Rick sliced open the front of her tight, white skirt, and then mounted her again. With flailing arms and legs banging on the hood, the doomed Hawaiian doll gurgled and sputtered as Rick bent her back across the hood, driving his cock in and out of her pussy.
Still encased in the tight tube top, Lana’s 36DDs rolled and wobbled as Rick continued his assault on her voluptuous form. His hands moved over her body as he rhythmically pumped her pussy - gripping her throat, squeezing her tits, pinching her nipples, and twisting her pearl navel piercing. It was time.
Rick slid the switchblade past the glistening pearl pendant, and into her navel – stroking the blade in and out, in and out, in and out – in rhythm with his furious fucking. Blood poured across Lana’s tight tummy, staining her shredded white micro-mini, and dripping over the hood of the car.
With left hand gripping her throat, and right hand stroking the blade, Rick leaned in close to Lana’s undulating breasts. He slithered his tongue back and forth across the shiny tube top, licking and sucking her erect nipples through the tight fabric, and biting her big breasts with his teeth.
Rick slid the knife from her navel, and drew the blade upward toward her stunning tits. He wiped the blade back and forth across the latex tube top, leaving red streaks on the white fabric. Lana’s enormous boobs found release from their tight confinement the instant Rick sliced upward through the center of her big chest, cutting the tube top in half.
“Sorry, baby. It’s not personal…just business. Johnny and Carlo want you dead. Here’s the deal. If you work for Candi’s escort service…you die. Candi, Nikki, Cherie, Lola, Jenny…they’re all dead. Now it’s your turn. The rest of the girls are next…every one of them. Thanks for putting on such a good show. Love your outfit. You got a beautiful face…and a sweet body. Really love your tits. Sorry I gotta mess ‘em up. Time to say “bye bye”!”
Rick raised the switchblade high, and plunged it again and again into Lana’s heaving breasts. The Hawaiian whore’s wild squirming and writhing gradually subsided as each deadly penetration drew more life from her voluptuous body.
Rick stepped away, breathing heavily as he gazed at Lana’s still form, on her back, stretched over the hood of the Porsche. Her thick, black hair hung to the ground on one side, her long legs and stiletto-clad feet dangled over the other. Her eyes wide and staring, mouth gaping, latex mini and tube top ripped and shredded, 36DDs punctured and bloody, beautiful, pierced navel now sliced wide open.
Still erect and unsatisfied, Rick slid his hard cock into her black hair, stroking and stroking into the long, thick mane. On the verge of cuming, he pulled Lana’s head and shoulders across the hood towards him. Her glossy, pink lips and warm mouth willingly accepted his thick dick. Gripping Lana’s big, meaty breasts in his hands, and driving his cock hard into her mouth, Rick stroked and stroked and stroked, finally pumping copious amounts of hot cum down her slender throat.
He finally let go and stepped back. For a fleeting moment, Lana’s once-perfect body lay perfectly still atop the Porsche’s blood-slicked hood. Then gravity took over. She slowly slid off the hood, landing with a hard thud on the cold asphalt. Grabbing her by the hair, Rick dragged her lifeless body to the passenger side, her stiletto heels scraping along the pavement as he pulled her from one side of the car to the other.
Rick tossed her into the passenger seat, and then got in behind the wheel. It was time to take his beautiful lover for a ride – to a secluded spot where she would be buried next to her beautiful, dead comrades in crime: Candi, Cherie, and Jenny - the three tall, busty platinum blondes, Nikki – the leggy, long-haired brunette, and Lola - the buxom, voluptuous Hispanic hottie. Soon the other escort girls would meet the same fate. Soon. Very soon.