Posted by rache on December 17, 2008 at 19:38:00:
Tina Vasquez - Texas Ranger (Part 2)
"I gotta tell you guys." Roy was swaying in the moonlight, taking a piss in the low scrub a few yards from the bonfire.
Mike was feeling pretty loose as he sucked down his eighth beer of the night and threw the empty across the fire to Miguel, who dropped it.
"Butter fingers!" Larry laughed at the running back.
"I gotta tell you guys," Roy repeated.
"That's why I don't pull on the screens," one of the other linemen said, burping loudly. "He ain't gonna catch it anyway."
"Fuck you!" Miguel grinned.
"You don't pull because you're so fuckin' slow!" Mike laughed and the rest of the guys laughed with him.
"I gotta tell you guys." Roy turned around with his flaccid black dick spraying piss everywhere. "That was the best piece of pussy I…uh…ever had! Fuck." He shook his leg, having pissed a bit on his new boots.
All the other guys stopped talking and glanced at each other nervously.
"We ain't talkin' bout that, Roy," Mike told the large man quietly.
"I know that. But…" Roy stumbled and fell down next to the fire, grabbing another beer, "…that was the best piece of pussy I ever had!"
"Shut-up!" Larry told him, shaking his head. "Your nappy-ass mouth gonna fuck us all."
"Quiet," Mike said.
"Who got a nappy mouth, nigger?" Roy started trying to get back up. His coal black face scowling at his friend.
"I said be quiet!" Mike looked around. "Now shut the fuck up!"
"Ain't nobody out here but us," Roy said.
Mike got to his feet and walked over to Roy cuffing the man upside the head. "Close your mouth!"
Roy was a lot bigger and a lot stronger, but Mike was his quarterback and the leader of the football team.
"Sorry," Roy muttered.
They sat there in silence, the seven young men drinking beer and staring into the fire for a long time.
"She was a pretty good fuck, Mike," Miguel said quietly.
"Damn straight," Steve said.
"Fuckin-A!"…"I'd do her again!"…"Bitch was tight!"…"She loved dat dick!"
All the guys were talking again, getting loud and laughing as they finally vented nearly a week of pent-up frustration. It was damn hard not saying anything after raping the swim coach and killing her. Although, in all fairness, the killing her part had been an accident. The rape hadn't been anything but intentional, however, and Barbara Welch had been a fine looking woman. Strong and wonderfully athletic the way swimmers are. Oh yeah, those boys had loved getting inside her hot little body, bending her over the spa in the player's training room, holding her head under the hot bubbling water while they took turns fucking her.
It wasn't their fault she'd drowned, or so they'd tried to rationalize it in the days that followed. She'd deserved it anyway. Demanding more money for other sports, threatening to expose the gifts and many incentives that the college used to attract quality players. Welch had been talking about going to the NCAA and demanding an investigation, and that was something the program couldn't tolerate. Coach had wanted his boys to scare a little common sense into the woman, that's all. It wasn't their fault the bitch didn't know when to give up and just take her medicine.
After a week of silence Mike gave up trying to control a half-dozen drunken football players, since he was pretty well lit up himself. They'd gotten away with it and the football program was back on track. Everyone was happy and raping that woman had been a lot of fun. It was the sort of sex a boy couldn't get from his girlfriend. Rape had proven to be a dangerous and primitive sort of thrill, appealing to their violent nature and misogynist view of the world. Barbara had given them a taste of real domination combined with unrestrained lust and that was a heady mix for group of young men barely out of their teens.
Instead of telling them to be quiet, Mike started telling his guys how much he'd enjoyed it too, and then it really got loud, because the quarterback was cool again.
"We oughta do another one," Roy said at one point. And there was a big chorus of drunken cheers for that.
Soon they started talking about which girls on campus they'd most like to rape, scoring them on a juvenile rape scale of one to ten. It was fun and the boys enjoyed it, imagining the hottest coeds on campus begging for mercy and sobbing with fear and shame as their nubile bodies were plundered. But the unspoken and instinctually understood aspect of their drunken fantasy was something beyond mere rape. Fucking the woman had been good fun and the murder had been accidental, but what came after…The depravity of their unimaginable act bound the seven men together as nothing else could, like a blood pact that would have to be renewed and they all knew it.
But they wouldn't speak of it, not even drunk and alone in the Texas wilderness like they were. The football players contented themselves with plans and boasts, laughing and teasing each other like the innocent children they'd once been, until the beer was gone and everyone passed out. But none of them forgot their unanimous and unrepentant desires. The seed that had been planted by their football coach was growing quickly and their patience had already been tested in that long week since Barbara's death.
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"Welcome to West Abilene!" the sign said, "Home of the WAT Tigers!" and
it had a cartoon tiger carrying a football under one arm and making a
fist with the other hand, like he was going punch somebody.
"Shit," Tina Vasquez muttered to herself.
It had been a long, long drive from the rather green pastoral countryside of East Texas to the barren scrublands of West Texas, but she'd made it. Her ass felt like melted rubber, but she'd made it. Tina got a room at the Howard Johnson's and flopped on the bed. At least it was cool inside with the air conditioner running full blast, and Tina just enjoyed the prickly sensation of goose bumps on her skin for a long moment.
Then she thought better of that and took a good long, hot bath. That felt pretty okay too. Across the way Tina had noticed a little diner with a neon sign that said something about fresh, homemade pie. Tina decided that a little bite of something sweet would go down nice, although the bath had made her long for another slice of Dolly's tart little pie. Funny how she could miss a woman she barely knew outside the bedroom, Tina thought, but sex was like that when it was good.
Something about baths maybe…The woman shook her head as she dressed quickly, throwing on a plain white t-shirt and pulling the cotton taut over her firm breasts. It didn't hide her dark nipples much, but some twelve hours in a car left Tina without a whole lot of concern for anything but comfort. A pair of clean panties and some straight leg jeans. She wished she had some decent boots, and she did in the trunk of her big Crown Victoria, but her heels were handy, so that's what she wore.
Tina slipped her Ranger ID into her back pocket, grabbed twenty bucks for another pocket, and tucked her back-up piece, a small Browning BDA .380 into a clip-on holster just behind her right hip, pulling her t-shirt down over it. She might leave her bra behind, but a Ranger was on duty 24/7 as Tina well knew, and walking around without a weapon and her badge really was a naked feeling.
The diner, with the unlikely name of Patty's Pies, was small but it smelled good anyway. There were only a few people inside, locals mostly, sitting on stools at the counter. Tina got more than the usual looks a stranger might get, but the woman was used to that and barely noticed. It was late for dinner, almost 9pm and that probably explained the lack of customers. Tina picked a table rather towards the back and nearby was an attractive blonde woman who looked rather bored, reading a paperback book and picking at her plate.
"How's your pie?" Tina smiled at the blonde, who looked up after a second, realizing someone was talking to her.
"My pie?" The woman grinned and the Ranger had to laugh. She was gorgeous, Vasquez thought, and definitely Tina's type.
"Yeah, your pie." Tina's eyes stared into Emily's and they were blue as a Texas sky. "It looks delicious from here."
"Really? Well, you want to try a bite?" The blonde smirked a little and held up a cherry impaled on her fork, dripping with sweet red filling. The connection was made just that quick and it was always a pleasant surprise when it happened, for both of them.
"Mmmm…" The Hispanic woman licked her lips, pointedly looking past the offering and finding Emily's playful smile. "Maybe just a little nibble…"
"Excuse me?" The waitress' voice seemed to come out of nowhere and Vasquez looked to her left suddenly, with only slight embarrassment. Emily giggled softly and put her fork back down on her plate.
"Uh, what's she having?" Tina nodded her head at the blonde and gave the woman a little grin.
"Oh, that's cherry-rhubarb." The waitress, a rather dullish looking woman in her forties, Tina thought, smiled enthusiastically. "It's sweet, you know? But real tangy too. Sweet and sour pie!"
"I bet it is," Tina nodded and Emily's eyes were laughing. "Okay, I'll try some of that and some coffee please."
The waitress wandered off to fill the order and Tina stood up from her table deliberately, moving the odd dozen feet or so until she was standing near the blonde woman.
"You mind if I join you?" Tina asked. "I hate eating pie all alone."
"Mmmm…Doesn't taste the same, does it?" The blonde smiled up at Tina and set her book aside. "Be my guest. I was just getting ready to leave."
"I wish you wouldn't do that," Tina offered an appreciative sigh, taking a seat opposite the woman. "Where are you from?"
"Me?" Emily asked, raising an eyebrow. "What makes you think I'm not from around here?"
"I don't know," Tina shrugged, looking for a ring on the woman's finger and happy not to find one. "You don't look like a small town girl and that accent isn't west Texas. Dallas?"
"Oh, you're pretty good," Emily nodded. "Next thing you'll be telling how I'm going to meet a tall, dark stranger who's going to sweep me off my feet."
"I don't have to tell you that, do I?" the Ranger smiled. "You don't look like that sort of woman anyway."
"Which sort is that?" Emily wondered and she was enjoying herself quite a lot. The Hispanic woman was beautiful and confident, even a little intimidating with her sharp green eyes, and utterly unexpected in that hick town.
"The swept off her feet sort," Tina lifted her hand and caught the waitress' eye. "I'm over here now, darlin'…Better view."
"A better view?" Emily laughed and her cheeks took on a little color and Tina thought that was too perfect.
"Coffee and a slice of pie," the waitress said, giving the two women suspicious eyes. "Can I get you anything else?"
"No, this is perfect," Tina nodded agreeably. "Thank you."
"Well, I don't think I want to be swept off my feet in a coffee shop," Emily decided, picking up her fork just so she'd have something to play with.
"There doesn't seem to be much else in this town," Tina sucked at her cheek and cut gently into her pie. "Unless you feel like a little dancing."
"Heh!" Emily gave Tina the tip of her pink tongue. "You want to take me dancing?"
"No," Tina held up a cherry. "I was thinking I'd just take you."
"Here?" Emily looked around mischievously.
Tina felt her nipples hardening, poking obviously through her t-shirt. She took a deep breath. "Or my room," she smiled. "I guess it depends on how brave you are."
"Let's go to your room then and we'll see how brave I am." Emily opened her purse and left a five dollar bill on the table before standing up. "Coming?" she asked playfully, walking away slowly to the admiration of a couple local men seated at the counter.
Tina watched Emily's tight little ass, enjoying the way the blonde's hips pulled the yellow skirt one way and then the other. She wasn't the most beautiful woman Tina had ever seen in her life, not after spending a long weekend in Vegas once, but Emily was certainly one of the most attractive she'd actually sat down and had a conversation with…If a conversation it could be called, Tina thought with inward grin. She hadn't expected to find a girl like that in a town like this and Tina was wondering who to thank for the favor.
"I will be," Tina said, just loud enough so she knew the blonde could hear her.
The two women went to Tina's room and the door had hardly closed before the blonde had her arms around the darker woman's waist. Emily was a few inches shorter than Tina and a little smaller all around, but that hardly mattered at all. She was firm and soft all at once and wonderfully proportioned. Tina put her hands on the woman's shoulders, standing very close so that her larger breasts found Emily's through her t-shirt. Tina's nipples were swollen and itching with desire and just that small pressure was enough to make them burn.
"I'm Emily," the blonde whispered, staring into the taller woman's piercing green eyes.
She'd been lonely and under so much stress since her sister Lisa had disappeared. Normally Emily would have never let herself get picked up so easily. But these were not normal times for her and Emily needed the release, the simple comfort of being able to forget everything else, if only for a single evening. It certainly didn't hurt that Tina was the sort of woman Emily found herself most attracted to, beautiful and strong, and especially the woman's ethnic background. The Waspish young woman who'd grown up in a privileged Dallas neighborhood liked the contrast Tina offered and saw nothing prejudicial about it.
"I'm Tina," the Hispanic woman replied in the same soft voice and she massaged Emily gently, wondering why she'd hit on this girl so fast and hard.
It had to be more than just a long day and a hot bath. Tina felt herself moist already, just standing there and looking into those sweet blue eyes. Emily was the prettiest woman she'd ever been with, soft and feminine, even demure, Tina thought, although she hid it well. She was just about everything Tina could want in a lover physically, from her pale skin and blonde hair, to the deft curves that Emily's dress couldn't hope to hide. And deeper than that, there was real intelligence behind Emily's eyes and warmth beneath her smile that was almost intoxicating.
There was little doubt about their mutual attraction and both of them were experienced and astute enough to recognize it as something special. Attraction was one thing, but this…Emily slid her hands down and around Tina's hips, suddenly feeling the stiff leather of Tina's holster and the cold hard metal of the Browning resting inside it.
"What's this?" She really had no idea at first and Tina sighed, giving her eyes a little roll as if chiding herself silently for something silly.
"That's just my weapon," Tina answered with an apologetic smile, seeing a cloud of uncertainty pass across Emily's pretty face.
Tina removed the holster from the waistband of her pants, holding it up while Emily stared at it with a vague sense of unease. She was tense and biting her bottom lip. The poor girl was very nervous all of a sudden, Tina thought, and she should be, coming to a stranger's room like this. How many rape cases had Tina worked that started out with a friendly invitation to a lonely heart? The thought of punishing the beautiful blonde flashed through Tina's mind and she smiled, putting her holstered gun on the nearby TV stand carefully.
"And this…" Tina reached back and found the thin leather case that held her ID and golden badge, flipping it open, "…is my badge."
Emily blinked at that and took the wallet from her gently, looking at it. "Tina Vasquez…" she read aloud from the ID, "…Texas State Police." Emily looked at the badge. "Texas Ranger," she whispered, seeing the words etched into the star-shaped shield.
"Feel better?" Tina asked her, enjoying Emily's reaction and it was obvious the blonde wasn't only relieved but a little impressed as well. The Rangers enjoyed a serious reputation and Tina was rightly proud of who she was.
"Are you going to arrest me?" the blonde smiled shyly.
"I don't know." Tina took her ID back and put it next to her gun. She moved one arm behind Emily's back and brought her right hand up to find the woman's breast through the thin cotton of Emily's dress. "Have you broken any laws lately?"
Emily licked her soft pouting lips. "I might have to molest someone in a minute…" she sighed, arching her back and pressing her aching nipple against Tina's palm, "…if you don't stop doing that."
Emily's arms had gone around Tina's waist once again and now her hands were moving down to feel the woman's firm, round ass through the soft denim. The blonde's mouth was slightly open as she breathed slowly, playing the tip of her tongue between her lips and knowing exactly how that would look to the Hispanic beauty who held her. Emily had been in a number relationships with a number of women, but knowing Tina was a cop added a new thrill to set her heart racing.
Tina let Emily go with some reluctance and found her handbag on the bed. "Then maybe I should use…" she pulled out a pair of stainless steel handcuffs and held them up with a playful grin "…these."
Emily giggled and there was a nervous flutter in her tummy. She knew she was wet already and while she'd played mild bondage games once or twice with her previous lovers, this was new and wonderfully exciting. To Emily's surprise, she found herself nodding slowly.
"Maybe you should," the blonde whispered with a small shiver of anticipation.
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"Ohhhh…God…" Emily moaned as she lay face down on the bed, her wrists
handcuffed around the bedpost to the left of the headboard.
"Beautiful ass…" Tina said with a sigh, straddling the naked woman's left thigh and Emily's right leg was spread nearly off the mattress.
SLAP!
"Ahhh!" Emily gasped as Tina spanked her hard, leaving a pink palm print on the blonde's pale skin.
SLAP!
"I love your ass," Tina breathed, alternating her strokes between the firm round cheeks that lay so vulnerable beneath her.
"Yessss…" Emily hissed between clenched teeth as Tina spanked her again, the sharp sound filling the quiet motel room.
"Yes what?" Tina laughed. "I didn't ask you anything."
SLAP!
"Spank me…Harder…P-Please…" Emily was looking over her shoulder with shining eyes.
"Do you want me to get my belt?" Tina asked her, teasing the woman as she pressed both of her hands against Emily's flushed skin, kneading her taut ass cheeks with strong fingers.
"Oh God…" Emily swallowed thickly, nodding her head as she felt Tina's bare sex sliding back and forth along the back of her thigh.
The Hispanic woman was wet with arousal and her pubic hair tickled and teased Emily's sensitive skin. She lifted her left foot, bringing it high enough that she could press her heel against Tina's back, caressing her new lover the only way she was able to. Being bound with the cold steel around her wrists was exciting and a terrible tease as Tina was plainly in no hurry to end their foreplay.
SLAP!
"Answer me, Emily," Tina said, her voice demanding in a purely sexual way and without any hint of cruelty.
"I want you," the blonde breathed and Tina smiled at that, turning her body and taking Emily's long leg in her hands, holding her by the calf.
"I want you too, baby," Tina whispered, bringing her lips to Emily's heel and kissing it.
She kissed the soft skin at the bottom of Emily's foot, dragging the flat of her tongue along the sole and watching the blonde's little pink toes curl as her foot jerked at the sensation. Tina slid her right hand to the top of Emily's foot, pushing at it so the toes pointed towards the ceiling and then she began sucking them gently. The Hispanic beauty was grinding her sex against the Anglo's firm thigh, riding Emily's leg like a great pale cock while she worked all five of Emily's toes into her generous mouth.
"Ah ohhh…Yeah…" Emily was shivering as she felt Tina's tongue washing her toes, sliding wetly over and between them, and it was like nothing she'd experienced before.
"Mmmm…" Tina sighed happily, filling her mouth with as much of Emily's foot as she could, stroking the woman's toned calf and humping her thigh eagerly.
The blonde had already been helpless for well over half an hour, after Tina had undressed and handcuffed her to the bed, and Emily's sex remained untouched. It was driving her mad with growing lust. Her clitoris was hard and throbbing as she moved her hips, squirming against the wrinkled sheets in search of relief. A wet spot had already formed, soaking into the bed and the smell of her excitement mingled with Tina's. Emily was getting desperate and the attention the Hispanic woman was now visiting on her other foot was torturous as Tina suckled and nibbled gently at her toes.
Emily was already close to orgasm when Tina finally brought her mouth and hands between the blonde's thighs. It was one of Tina's favorite positions, her lover on her tummy with legs spread wide, giving Tina full access to her clean shaven sex and perfectly pink asshole. The Ranger thought she'd never seen a cunt as beautiful as the one in front of her. Emily was so smooth it seemed as if she'd never reached puberty, like a little girl's sex on a full grown woman's body. Her pussy lips were small and delicate, even fully aroused like she was they hardly qualified as swollen and they were nestled deep inside Emily's slender slit, clinging together sexily.
Emily's skin was pale as milk and soft as butter, smelling faintly of soap and scented bathwater, strawberries perhaps, but only barely that. More overwhelming to Tina's sensitive nose was the light musk of Emily's pussy as it leaked the thin juice of her passion. The woman's clit was barely the size of Tina's little fingernail, small and stiff and giving lie to her vulva's prepubescent disguise, but that only made her all the more perfect. A gorgeous little cunt ripe with womanhood and aching for release.
Tina kissed Emily's pussy lightly, smiling as the woman gasped at that first contact and begged breathlessly for more. The blonde lifted her hips and Tina pushed her back down, pressing her mouth to Emily's cunt and her nose against the sweet sphincter of Emily's asshole. Tina held her steady with her arms over the blonde's spread thighs and the Ranger's strong hands holding Emily's ass. She used the tip of her tongue to split the tender furrow and taste the raw interior or the Anglo's humid sex.
"Ah ah! Ah! Please…Yessss…" Emily was panting and moaning loudly as Tina went to work on the vulnerable woman's pussy.
She worked her tongue up and down Emily's slit and then stiffened her mouth muscle so she could stab it inside the girl, spreading the soft walls of Emily's small vagina around it. The woman was sweet and tart all at once, her juices tickling Tina's tongue with a biting flavor that the Ranger thoroughly enjoyed. She spread Emily's pussy with her thumbs, getting a close-up look at the whitish pink inside, the thin channel leading to Emily's womb. Tina slipped one long finger inside Emily's pussy and marveled at the tightness she found there.
The Anglo was no virgin, but it seemed plain that she'd rarely if ever been penetrated by much more than a girlfriend's finger and for a moment Tina wished she had a strap-on just to see the look on Emily's face while she was being fucked. Tina fingered the girl for several minutes and then contented herself with licking and teasing the small inner lips before using the tip of her tongue on Emily's piss hole. She played with the woman's urethra for a long minute while Emile shivered with growing pleasure.
"Cum…Make me cum…Oh! So good…" Emily was lifting her ass, begging for some attention to her thrumming clitoris.
Her tummy was tight and her body rocked with the small spasms brought on by her impending orgasm. The woman's heart was pounding and Emily struggled to fill her burning lungs with air. Everytime Tina kissed or sucked or licked her trembling sex, it seemed to drive the breath from her with a soft cry for more. Only when Tina finally gave the woman what she needed, bringing her gentle fingers to caress Emily's buzzing clit in time with her hungry mouth on the blonde's dripping sex, did Emily find the release she so urgently needed.
Tina opened her mouth wide, trying to seal her soft Mexican lips around Emily's vulva. The white girl was cumming hard, kneeling on the bed now with her legs spread and her ass high. Tina Frenched Emily's cunt like she would a lover's mouth, wriggling her tongue between the clasping walls of Emily's pussy and letting the blonde's flood of girl cum fill her mouth. It was like drinking from the Gulf, Tina thought, the rich brine-like flavor of Emily's orgasm was tinged with salt and faintly bitter, but for the woman swallowing eagerly it was pure ambrosia and Tina had already decided she wanted to bring Emily off again as soon and often as possible.
"Oh my God," Emily laughed weakly and her body was flushed pink and damp with sweat as Tina lay gently atop her, reaching to unlock the handcuffs. "I've never cum like that before. Three times? Four? I'm still dizzy."
"You're so beautiful when you cum," Tina sighed happily and her face and hair was was damp with Emily's juices. "You taste beautiful."
"But what about you?" Emily pouted gently. She'd been on the receiving end of Tina's wonderful attentions for the better part of an hour, probably longer, and was eager to return the favor.
"Next time," Tina whispered and she was massaging Emily's wrists and then kissing the woman as the blonde welcomed Tina's cum stained tongue into her mouth.
They lay there like that for some while, until well past midnight, moving only to get more comfortable as their arms and legs entwined beneath a thin sheet. The two woman were breast to breast and Emily moved deliberately to play her pink nipples over Tina's dark tits. Her right thigh was between Tina's, high so that she could feel the Ranger's moist sex grinding against her gently. Their arms were around each other and sometimes they kissed long and deep and at other times they just smiled and kissed each other's faces tenderly. It was very much like perfection they agreed silently, sharing their thoughts through what they could see and taste and feel in each other.
"Do you believe in fate?" Emily whispered as she felt herself falling asleep and wished to remain awake just another minute longer. Being with Tina, she thought, was better than any dream she could hope to have.
"I don't know about fate," Tina whispered back with a soft sigh. "But I believe in luck."
She stroked Emily's soft blonde hair and watched those blue eyes reluctantly close above a sleepy smile. And when she was sure Emily was asleep Tina kissed the girl lightly on the lips and breathed the three words she'd never said before in her life.
"I love you."