The Bonus Hit (A Jack Story)

Posted by NotThatJack on August 08, 20011 at 11:35:22:

The Bonus Hit (A Jack Story)

Jack sat in the chair watching the stripper sleeping on the couch, waiting. He felt like he had gotten a bonus on this hit. After all, the Boss had given him the contract on Sharp Jimmy and he figured it would be a simple plug and go, but things had turned out even better.

Jack had known that Jimmy always hit this one strip club on Thursday night and stayed until closing. So all Jack had to do was find the car, shiv the tire until it was flat, and wait in the alley. When Jimmy had come out of the club, he had Krystal with him. Jack's heart had beaten a little faster seeing her. She had long blond hair and blue eyes with a dancers build - long legs, a hard flat belly, and firm, high tits. She was walking right up close to Jimmy and a little wobbly on her stiletto heels.

When Jimmy got to the car and saw the flat, he wasn't happy. Jack had eased out of the alley and walked down the street like he's coming home from the gym until he came up to Jimmy.

Jack knew that Sharp Jimmy wouldn't want to get his sharp clothes dirty so when offered to change the flat, Jimmy took him up on it. When Jimmy opened the trunk for Jack, Jack just gave him a double tap in the back of the head with his silenced pistol and dropped him in the trunk. Then he took his flask out of the bag, slipped in a mickey, and walked over to the passenger side. He handed it to Krystal and told her that Jimmy said to have a drink while he 'supervised' the change. Krystal laughed and took a swallow.

After that it was easy. Jack had the tire changed in 10 minutes and by that time Krystal was out, slumped in the seat. Jack sat her up, put on her seat belt and squeezed her thigh. Then he drove out of the city and to his cabin by the lake. He parked the car around back and carried Krystal into the place, laying her on the couch.

Then he waited.

Eventually she began to stir and open her eyes.

“Wha … happ ...”, she mumbled as she woke up.

“Oh”, Jack said lightly, “Welcome back Krystal. Musta had a bit too much.”

Krystal blinked a few times and sat up and looked at him, “Jack? Yeah. Musta. Man, that was good shit in that flask. Stronger than I thought”

Then she looked around and realized that she's wasn't at Jimmy's place.

“Where the hell are we? Where's Jimmy?”

“Oh, yeah, you was out at the time.”, Jack said smoothly, “Sharp Jimmy had to take care of some business. He'll be back in ...”

Jack looked at his watch, “an hour or so now. He said we should wait here at his country place.”

“So, he just leave us here. Alone. For a coupla hours.”, Krystal smiled, “How we supposed to fill the time?”

Jack smiled back, “Well … Jimmy, he said wanted to thank me for helping him out back there.”

“So. How's he figuring on thanking you?”, Krystal said leaning forward so her low cut dress gaped, giving Jack a look at her breasts.

“He says you should take care of me. Treat me real good.”

Krystal stood up and took a slow step towards Jack, looking at him through hooded eyes, “Well, then. Let's get started.”

“Why don't you start by taking off that dress?”

Krystal smiled and reached behind her. Jack could hear a zipper being pulled as her arm slowly moved down. Then with a little shake, the dress slipped from her shoulders. Underneath she was wearing a red lacy bra that barely contained her full pale tits.

Her dress had stopped falling at her hips and then she did a slow shimmy and the dress slid to the floor, revealing her matching red lace thong panties. He long legs were pale and smooth, every muscle defined due to the red stiletto heel shoes.

Striking a pose with her right hip cocked, she said, “Like what you see?”

“So far, so good, baby. Let's see the whole package”

She walked over to Jack and stood in front of him. The she slowly turned.

“ Give me a hand, will ya?”

Jack stayed seated and reached up and unhooked her bra.

She turned again to face him, a sultry smile on her face and bent slightly, lowering her arms. The red lace bra slipped down and hit the floor. Jack reached up and gave her right breast a squeeze, rubbing the nipple.

“Mmmmmmm. Like that”, the blond moaned. Then she stood back up and hooked her thumbs on her panties and slowly pulled them down over her thighs and let them drop to her feet. A quick kick and the red lace thong was gone. Jack smiled as he saw her smooth shaven pussy in front of him.

Putting his hands on her hips, Jack looked up and said, “Now me.”

Krystal nodded and whispered, “Sure. Whatever you want.”

She bent slightly and pulled Jack's polo shirt from his pants, then pulled it upwards. Jack raised his hands and she pulled his shirt off and tossed it over with her panties.

Her hands trailed down his chest and over his belly.

“Nice”
Then she unbuckled his belt and unzipped his jeans. She slowly got to her knees and pulled off his loafers. Reaching up, she began to pull his pants down. Jack raised his hips and she pulled then all the way down and tossed them away as well.

Jack then pulled down his boxers and slipped them off as well. His erection sprung up.

From her knees, the young stripper looked up and smiled, “Now ain't that nice”

Krystal stood slowly and then bent again, trailing her long blond hair along Jack's chest and then down until her hair brushed against his stiff dick. Keeping her hair rubbing against his dick she slowly bent her knees until she was kneeling in front of him again and then raised her head slightly.

Jack could feel her breath and then her tongue as it flicked against the head of his dick and traveled down it's length and back up. Then she encased it with her full lips, her tongue still moving. Suddenly she took in his whole shaft and Jack could feel the wet warmth of her mouth.

Jack looked down and saw her head move up and down on his dick, lower down her could see her full breasts hanging down and moving back and forth with the movement. Jack bent over and slid his hands under Krystal. He cupped her breasts and squeezed. The young woman moaned deep in her throat, Jack felt the vibration on his dick.

Krystal's head moved faster and she moved one of her hands down to her own crotch and began to rub her pussy, moaning even more. Then she slowly raised her head, breathing hard. Her eyes were half closed and her lips were wet and full.

“I want you in me, baby”, she said, her voice low and husky, “Now”.

She slid her body up, her tits rubbing against Jacks body.

Oh, yeah, oh yeah”, she moaned, “Fuck me. Fuck me”

Straddling Jack's hips, she lowered herself onto Jack dick, his dick slipping into her wet and waiting pussy.

She made a sound, half moan and half scream as she impaled herself on Jack's shaft.

The blond moved up and down giving little squeaks and Jack could feel her pussy moving against his dick.

She leaned back, her stomach muscles etched against her flesh and kept her hips moving. Jack could feel himself getting closer to the end. He leaned forward and took her left tit in his mouth , tonguing her stiff nipple, bringing louder noises from her throat. At the same time his right hand slid down to her pussy, and let his finger find her clit above his thrusting dick.

This brought a long cry from the young woman and she sat back up quickly, wrapping her arms around Jack's neck, her hips driving forward in sharp jerks. Jack exploded into her as she cried out and her arms and legs clenched and relaxed.

For a few moments they sat there, breathing heavily. Then Jack took her by her hips and lifted her up, his dick slipping from her. She stood in front of him, a bit unsteadily, her face flushed.

Krystal reached out and touched Jack's cheek. “Well, that was a whole lot of fun, lover”, she said in a soft, voice.

“You're no slouch yourself, doll”, Jack said as he slid his hand down her leg.

Her breath caught and she gave a slight shudder, then turned and shook out her long blond hair, now sweaty from their lovemaking. With a erotic sway of her hips, she walked away, toward the back of the cabin.

Jack stood as well and reached behind the chair to take something out of his jacket pocket.

“Where's the shower? I oughta wash off before Jimmy gets back.”, she said with a laugh in her voice as she looked over her shoulder at Jack. Then she looked out the back window and stopped, shading her eyes with her hand, she pressed against the window, then turned back to Jack.

“Hey! Is that Jimmy's car back there? Is he here? Was he watching?”, Krystal asked, her eyes searching the room.

Jack smiled. “Well”, he said, “I wasn't exactly accurate about Sharp Jimmy, honey.”

The young woman, stared at Jack, her hands on her hips, “What do you mean, not exactly accurate?”

“Jimmy's been in the car the whole time.”

“Huh?”

Jack laughed, 'Subtle ain't gonna work, I see. OK, I'll spell it out. Jimmy's in the trunk of the car. Dead.”

Krystal stared at Jack, “Wait a minute. You're kidding. This is some kind of joke, right? Where's Jimmy?”

Jack sighed, “I told you, you stupid broad. He's dead. He's lying in the trunk of that car with two bullets in his brain. And now I'm afraid I have to kill you.”

Krystal looked back at the car and then what Jack had said registered and her eyes grew wide as she looked back at the man who would kill her, “No, Jack. You can't mean that.”

Jack thought for a moment and then said, “You're right. I didn't mean it.”

The blond, relaxed, “OK, baby, you don't want to ...”

Jack interrupted her his hand with the silenced pistol in in coming up, “I'm not afraid of having to do it. Ummm. I'm glad … no, that's not quite it either. I know. I'm excited that I get to kill you. Yeah. That's it, sweetie, I'm excited that I get to kill you. Now.”

She could see the barrel of the gun pointed at her midsection as she tried to plead, “Jack, lover, don't do this! Pleeee … ugh”

She grunted and staggered back a step as the silenced gun gave a cough and she felt as if she had been punched in the gut. A hole appeared about three inches to the right of he navel and then blood began to pump out of it.

Before the pain could reach her, Jack fired again and another bullet slammed into the young stripper the same distance to the left. She staggered back again and leaned against the wall. Then her arms crossed and she bent at the waist.

“Aaaaaaaah”,she screamed, as the pain burned in her gut, “Oh god … no … hurts!”

Jack waited until the pain eased and the shock began to set in. Krystal straightened some and looked down at her belly. Her hands tried to stop the blood but it leaked between her fingers. She looked up at Jack and held up her hands to him, leaning over slightly.

“Help me”, she said softly, her breath coming in gasps, “Please. Help.”

Jack walked a bit closer, “Sure, doll, let me see what I can do”

He fired two quick shots into the ripe body of the young woman, one on each side, just below her rib cage.

The force of the shots straightened her back up and pushed her against the wall. She looked at Jack with vulnerability as her wide blue eyes filled with tears.

“No more. Please.”, she said between breaths, “I don't want to die.”.

Jack looked at the new bullet holes, where the red blood tinged with pink bubbles. “I don't care”, he said coldly, “You will die. Now. With me. But it's not all bad. You were a great fuck. One of the best I ever had.”

Krystal head moved back and forth slowly, her lips seemed to be saying, “No. No.” but so sound was heard as she slowly slid down the wall until she lay on her back.

Her breath started to come faster and Jack could hear it bubbling in the chest. Suddenly she screamed again and her body arched until only her shoulders and feet were on the floor. Then she stopped screaming and dropped. Jack stood watching her as she began to moan and then curled up on her side in a fetal position, trying to contain the pain in her ravaged body.

Jack was getting looking for a good spot to shoot her again when the moans nearly stopped and the young blond rolled onto her belly and with a determined effort which obviously caused more pain as she bit off her screams, managed to force her way onto her hand and knees.

“Very good”, Jack said as Krystal began to slowly and painfully crawl across the floor, blood dripping from her torso, her breasts swaying.

He watched her crawl for a bit, her cries getting louder and her arms trembling. Then he stepped in front of her and waited until she had crawled up to his feet.

“Where do you think you're going?”, Jack said.

Krystal looked up at him, her blue eyes pleading. Jack slowly raised the gun and fired two more quick shots on either side into the small of her back.

Another choked cry escaped the bloody girl as she collapsed to lay flat.

Jack knelt down and rolled her over and stayed there, watching as Krystal tried to breathe. He could see the blood bubbling in her mouth. Her body was trembling and spasms shook her legs. Jack knew she was almost gone.

He slid his arms under her knees and shoulders and lifted her up, causing another cry of pain. Then he sat back down on the chair and cradled the dying young woman.

She rested against him and shivered, “So c-c-c-cold”

Jack held her closer. He could feel her body twitching and her hands clenched as more pain coursed through her.

Jack smiled at her and slowly caressed her long, blond hair, now matted in places with blood.

Krystal looked at him and began to smile. Then her eyes grew wide and her body stiffened and shook as she took a deep rattling breath and then collapsed, her eyes dim and unseeing, her body in that ultimate relaxation of death.

“That was sweet”, Jack said to himself, “Got me all worked up.”

He wrapped his hands in her long hair and let her body slip between his legs until her face was in front of his now very hard dick.

He pushed himself into her mouth, feeling the slick stickiness of her blood and the slack muscles of her throat against his dick as he kept hold of her hair and fucked the mouth of the dead blond stripper.