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Scully's First Times (M/f, x-files, mast, oral, anal, ~nc)
Chapter one
Special agent Dana Scully sighed as she entered her apartment. It had
been 3 days since another sudden investigation had meant she had left with
no notice. Luckily she kept an overnight bag in the car, but she was
beginning to deeply hate the bland sameness of hotel rooms across America.
She flipped through the pile of mail awaiting her on the way to the
bathroom, where she started a bath. Disposing of the junk mail as she slid
out of her suit and underwear, she then tested the water with her foot
before sliding into the bath, her slight frame stirring the waters. The
hot water from the still gushing tap moved currents between her legs.
Scully closed her green eyes and lay back, enjoying the erotic sensation. A
vision of a muscular man came into her mind's eye, tanned and naked, his
throbbing erection magnified in her imagination. She felt the heat of his
arms around her and his hot desire pressed against her. One hand slipped
down over her fair skin to her trimmed neat pubes, a finger moving between
her lips to press into her clit. She slowly stroked her most sensitive
organ as in her imagination the man put his tongue between her legs and
stimulated her with great skill. Scully's other hand moved up to her C cup
breasts and already erect nipples. She pulled and tweaked gently at each
in turn, and began to move in the water. The man picked her up and she
wrapped her legs around his waist as he entered her. She slipped two
fingers into her pussy, her palm still rubbing her now engorged clit, and
started to fuck herself. A moan escaped from her parted lips and her
tongue ran over and over them, as if trying to snatch the last lingering
taste of something long gone. She could almost feel the throbbing man
inside her, thrusting hard into her body, bringing her closer and closer to
orgasm. In the bath, her hand moved away from her nipples behind her body
and down the cleft between her cheeks. Reaching her ass, her finger gently
circled around it in time with her fingers thrusting into her cunt. Near
to orgasm, she lifted her legs to allow more access to her probing fingers,
pushing a finger into her tight ass. Her body shook and she moaned again
as waves of pleasure shook her body. In her mind she and the man came
together, his hot cum warming her belly and her juices wetting his legs and
crotch. "Mmmm, I needed that" she thought as she drifted off.
Chapter two
She awoke in the cold bath with her back aching and her cell phone
ringing. She grabbed it from the floor next to the bath and sleepily said
"Hello".
"Dana it's Fox. Listen, something's been bothering me about the case.
It just seemed a bit too easy, the way that woman just fell into our laps.
By the end of the interrogation I was starting to believe her story. I
have a copy of the tape of the interview, can I come over and go over them
with you?"
Silently Dana cursed. She knew her partner's obsessions meant he just
couldn't take no for an answer. He was right though, there was something
odd about the case. Her intuition had been nagging her. She guessed it
had done the same to Mulder.
"Alright Fox. So long as you pick up some milk on the way over."
"See you in about fifteen minutes" he replied.
As she climbed out of the bath and dried herself, Dana reflected on the
case. A number of curious fires had been occurring in and around the
University of Maryland, Baltimore medical school, and a private medical
research company. The fires had all been in sensitive areas of the
laboratories and storerooms in the company, which developed new materials
and procedures for plastic and reconstructive surgery. They coincided with
the computer network's attack by a virus, which lay hidden at first, then
deleted most files and their backups The agents had been called in as ther
was some question of industrial espionage or foul play. The chairman and
founder, Peter Schmidt, a plastic surgeon turned entrepreneur, had almost
been the first victim of the crimes. The agents had arrived at his home
just as an obsessed past patient (now mental patient) was entering the
gates. The patient, a woman slightly scarred by an early experimental
procedure of Dr Schmidt's, was matched to the other crimes by fingerprints,
eyewitnesses and a security camera tape. Despite this, she maintained her
innocence under questioning, claiming Dr Schmidt had asked her to his house
to discuss an out of court settlement.
Dana wondered what was bothering her. Motive, opportunity, physical
evidence and witnesses linking the perpetrator to the crimes - she wished
all her cases were that easy. Ah, that was it. It was too easy, Mulder
was right.
She heard the buzzer ring - Curses, he was early. She quickly threw on
a light blue silk robe and wrapped her red hair in a towel. "Come on up"
she said into the intercom.
She checked the porthole a moment later as always and saw Mulder
standing impatiently outside her door. She opened the door.
"Sorry, I just realised I forgot the milk." Mulder was dressed in his
usual overcoat, but unusually a scarf as well.
"Never mind. Come on in." She replied. "What's on your mind"
Mulder closed the door behind him and brought out a manila folder from
underneath his coat.
"Something in these papers. I can't pick it, but something about Dr
Schmidt doesn't seem quite right. Could you have a look through them?"
"Sure" Dana said, crossing her living room to take the papers "Can I
take your coat? I thought I'd turned the heat up." It looked like Mulder
was wearing a jumper underneath it as well.
As she reached out to take the papers from Mulder, something about his
face made her pause and frown.
"Fox have you." Before she could finish, Mulder dropped the papers and
quickly pulled an odd looking gun from his coat. Dana spun away and ran
for the bathroom and her weapon, but she had barely taken a step when she
felt something bite into one of the cheeks of her butt, then she felt her
entire body spasm, as if she had just dived into freezing water. She hit
the floor, stunned and totally paralysed. Mulder, or whoever it was that
looked like Mulder, walked close and from the corner of her eye she say him
pull a taser round from her butt and replace it on the police-issue weapon.
Still unable to move any large muscles in her body, Dana could do
nothing as "Mulder" picked her up off the floor and lay her on her own
couch. He put an intravenous line in her forearm and hung a small drip
from the side of the couch. He took out a small case and began injecting
drugs into the drip. Dana could slowly move her eyes, a slight
improvement, to watch them dissappear into her veins. Her head numbed, and
she recognised the effect of an anaesthetic tranquiliser.
"What do you weigh, 120? 130?" The "Mulder" said distractedly, drawing
up more drugs and injecting them into the line. Dana was barely able to
frown in amazement.
Finally he stood back and took off the coat. Dana saw that it was not a
jumper underneath but the man was a great deal more muscular than Mulder.
He loosened his shirt and tie, then took a device from his pocket and
pressed it to his neck.
Dana watched stunned as Mulder's features (not quite Mulder's but close
she now realised) melted away and Dr Schmidt's emerged. Even the eyes
changed to a deep blue. Dr Schmidt was a handsome man with chiselled,
classic german features. It was spoiled however by the arrogant look in
his eyes and the cruel grin he turned on Dana.
"Oh for Christ's sake Agent Scully, are you really that stupid?" Dana
now was in control of her boy again, but she felt curiously disconnected
from it, and she was only able to open her mouth, not reply as she wanted
to. "Never mind." Schmidt continued "but I am dissappointed. I thought
you were on to me. Perhaps your reputation is little too generous, hmmm?"
Schmidt easily picked up Dana and put her in a sitting position. She felt
his thick arms around her and his masculine scent lingered a moment. Her
heart started to race. Schmidt was strong, intelligent, succesful and
arrogant - Everything she found attractive in a man. She had of course
ignored her feelings during the investigation, though she now realised the
fantasy man she had masturbated to in the bath earlier bore a remarkable
resemblance to Schmidt.
"Wh.. What?" she finally managed to say as Schmidt sat in the couch
opposite her.
"AH she speaks!" He replied sarcastically. "Whats going on did you say?
Don't you remember when you were poking around my computer files? Yes I
knew you were doing it." He replied to her unspoken question "The
specifications for the new cosmetic material - which responds to electric
current by taking on shapes. It will revolutionise plastic surgery. Of
course, the standard units will not have the implanted processors that mine
contains which allows instant transformations. That will be restricted to
a few government operatives. I have a 150 million dollar contract for the
procedure. The other directors of course wanted none of that - It should
be given to the public at large they said. So I had to steal the plans
myself, from my own company!"
"In the guise of your former patient." Dana now had full control of her
body, but the drugs in her system prevented her from taking any major
action. She was emotionally calm but fully aware of her situation, and a
part of her was screaming desperately to get up and run, but she could not.
"Yes, Beverly, that psycho. I thought a few charges was suitable
revenge for the multitude of lawsuits she has brought against me, and the
hell she's made my life with constant threats." He quickly touched the
device to his neck again, and Beverly's face appeared. "Dr Schmidt never
warned me about the risks of the new proceure" he said in her voice. His
own features returned as he put the device away.
"But what are you doing here? You got away with it." Dana said.
"Well I thought you were on to me. Apparently I overestimated you. One
of those drugs I gave you is a powerful hypnotic. I was going to erase
your memory of the events in question. Never mind, now all I have to erase
is your memory of tonight."
"What about Mulder?"
"Ahh well he had no suspicions at all, so I was able to deal with him
with a simple amnesiac drug. He'll awake tomorrow on his bathroom tiles
with a sore head and assume he slipped."
"Well come on then you bastard, do it." Dana was furious at the mans
collosal arrogance, and the fact that he was right. Until he mentioned
them to her over the phone in Mulder's voice, she had been perfectly
willing to drop her minimal concerns.
"Not so fast Dana." Schmidt replied. "There's no reason we can't have
some fun." He watched her carefully as he said this and caught the sudden
intake of breath, the dilated pupils, the flushed cheeks that showed her
arousal. "I thought so. You are quite attracted to me, aren't you. When
was the last time you took a lover?"
"Six years ago." Dana replied involuntarily under the influence of the
drugs.
"Six years! Too long for an attractive woman such as yourself. Schmidt
stood and removed his shirt. His body was as Dana had fantasied - Wide
shoulders and strong chest with muscles bulging and moving smoothly into
each other, olive skin taught over his abdomen. He moved closer to Dana
and said "What would you like to do to me?"
Again without will Dana replied: "I'd like to suck your cock" She was
shocked by what came out of her mouth but knew it to be true. The thought
of it intensified her arousal, and her hand slipped into her robe and began
to play with her nipple, as if it had a mind of its own.
"Do it." Dana could not stop herself leaning forward and opening
Schmidt's belt. It was as if her body was on a direct link to her desires,
not her conscious mind. He removed the drip from her arm - it had run dry
- and helped her lower his pants. She looked at his erection through his
underwear, and took it in her mouth, the fabric dry on her tongue. She
could smell his strong, erotic scent. Then she pulled down his briefs,
allowing the thick flesh to fill her mouth. The tang of hot dick
stimulated her tast buds as it slid over her tongue. She slowly moved
forward on his cock till she could take no more of it's eight inch length,
allowed it to rest on the back of her throat, then moved it past her gag
reflex into her, his balls resting against her chin.
She had practiced deep throating on her vibrator but never done it with
a man, never even sucked a cock, too up tight and conservative. But
tonight her inhibitions were gone. Her eyes flicked over to the mirror in
the corner, and she saw herself, seated on the couch, the robe fallen away
exposing her perfect creamy skin and curved, delicate body, her mouth
stretched wide around the base of Schmidt's hard dick, the head of it
visible as a bulge in her throat.
Aroused as she had not been for years, she let his cock slide out from
her throat, then slid down on it again, the length of it dissappearing into
her silky mouth. Schmidt groaned, and she glanced to the mirror to see his
eyes closed. A part of her realised she had him exactly where she wanted
him - in a second she could inflict the cruelest wound on earth - but the
rest of her, liberated by the drugs, didn't care, she wanted to give this
man as much pleasure as her little body could, there was nothing she would
not do for him, to see his face in ecstacy and her body bathed in his
fluid.
Quickly she began to bob her head back and forth on the cock in front of
her, one hand coming up and wanking him in time with her mouth as she had
seen the hookers on 28th street do. Her other hand moved to her clit and
she began to rub her clit, hard and furious, desperate to orgasm.
Schmidt's hand reached behind her head and gently stroked her red hair as
she sucked his dick, the other moving down to her nipple, pulling and
squeezing it. Scully continued to suck his meat as she masturbated
herself, first rapidly, then slowly, bobbing back and forth, occasionally
deep-throating him then moving back and rubbing her tongue on the sensitive
underside of his head. Muller put pressure on the back of her head,
pushing her mouth onto his dick.
It was too much for Dana and she quickly swept into the second orgasm of
the night, her moans choked by Schmidt's hard cock even as she continued to
blow him.
"You're really enjoying this aren't you?" Schmidt asked
"Mmm hmm" she murmured around his cock.
"Would you like me to return the favour?"
"Mmm hmm."
Schmidt leaned down, his cock still in Scully's mouth, and grasped one
her thighs from the inside. Easily he lifted her up and rotated her on his
dick, until her thighs were on either side of his head and she was hanging
upside down. Scully marvelled at the man's power as she felt his warm
breath on her pussy. His tongue tantalised her lips, then dived between
them to find her clitoris, rapidly flicking over it. Electric shocks
spread through her body, and she struggled to concentrate on sucking his
thick dick. He continued on her clit, expertly bringing her arousal high,
then slowly till she thought he'd stop, then starting again faster than
before. She tasted his sweet precum as his tongue moved to her pussy,
thrusting in and out of it. Her small breasts were crushed against his
muscular abdomen as she pulled her head onto his dick, her hands gripping
the iron hard cheeks of his butt. Scully moaned and her lean thighs
clamped convulsively on his head. Her orgasm, barely finished, was
building again. Her head spinning, Dana felt as though she were
hallucinating. She could not separate his flesh and hers, his tongue, his
body, his cock , her pussy, her mouth, her all seemed one. Sensing this
growing arousal Schmidt moved his tongue from her pussy to her ass, and
began to circle her tight hole while his hand moved to her clit and
continued to stimulate her. Dana loved the new different sensation, the
wet tongue going where no one had ever gone before. Schmidt began to push
his tongue into her ass, fucking her with his tongue. Scully shuddered
uncontrollably, her body thrashing against his. Feeling her at the brink,
Schmidt increased the intensity, furiously rubbing her clit, tongue fucking
her ass. She replied in kind, moving as fast as she could on his dick,
wanting to feel his hot cum fill her mouth and throat and swallow it all.
But her orgasm peaked again and she took her mouth off his dick for the
first time since she put her lips to it, to groan as she felt her body
pulsate and her ass contract rythmically around Schmidt's violating tongue.
Schmidt lay her down on the couch and sat beside her, his thick long
cock pulsing in time with his heart, his massive chest rising and falling
with each breath. Scully was panting and exhausted, her head dropped back
and she closed her eyes.
"Oh no you don't" Schmidt said jovially. "The night is young, and
there's still so much to do. "
Chapter three
Scully lay exhausted on the furniture, her body feeling as though she
had run a marathon. Schmidt had brought her to orgasm twice, but his cock
was still hard and balls full. "He must have the most incredible control"
she thought.
Schmidt stood up and moved to the mirror in the corner, picking it up
and moving it opposite Scully's couch. He looked back to check the
alignment, then moved back to Dana. Sitting close beside her, he moved
down to her perfectly formed breasts and put his tongue to her nipple.
Scully could do no more than lie back and pant. Schmidt took her other
breast in his hand, almost holding it all, and begn to brush the calluses
on his palms from years of weightlifting over her full nipple. His mouth
took her other nipple in and began to suckle, sending waves of pleasure
through her. She could see in the mirror his muscled back tapering in a V
to his small waist, and his head on her chest, her breast in his other
hand. Schmidt stopped and moved close to her face, his nose touching hers
and gently brushing it. She angled her head and touched her lips to his,
then opened them allowing in his probing tongue.
Again a part of her mind screamed: "What are you doing? This man has
broken in to your home, stunned you, drugged you, forced you to perform
oral sex on him, and now YOU are kissing HIM!"
"But it feels so gooood," replied the rest of her, "besides I wanted to
do it since I saw first met him. You were standing in the way" it accused.
Scully shrugged off these thoughts and lost herself in the kiss. It was
long and deep, Schmidt tilting her head back and eploring every corner of
her mouth. At last they broke, and Schmidt grasped her by the waist. He
lifted Dana's naked body slightly and moved underneath her on the couch,
then lowered her into his lap, his still erect cock lying forward against
the front of her abdomen. She was now facing the mirror, seeing the
contrast of her pale creamy skin against his tanned olive, her slight frame
bordered by the rolling boulders of his musculature.
"You want it inside you, don't you."
"I want it" she replied.
She reached down and took hs cock in her hand, then lifted each foot so
that they were on his knees, her other arm on the head of the couch to
support her. She lifted her hips up and then down, guiding his dick into
her warm folds. There was a moment's discomfort - she had never had
something that size inside her, but then her pussy stretched to accommodate
and she groaned as she felt the most incredible sensation of fullness in
her life. She put her hand back on the top of the couch and began to move
up and down on his dick, impaling herself on his throbbing meat. She
opened her eyes and watched herself in the mirror, fucking herself onto
this man, her hips moving up and up till it almost sprang out of her cunt,
then throwing themselves back down it, feeling herself full and complete
again, grinding her ass into his pubic bone. Sweat coursed down her back,
and she felt Schmidt's tongue lick each drop off. Scully began to pump her
hips faster and faster, following her instincts. Eventually she reached
her limit in that awkward position - her body simply couldn't move any
faster. Schmidt seemed to realise this, and his hands grasped each of her
hips and began to pull her up and down, heightening the friction in her wet
pussy. Dana watched his strong legs push his cock into her body above,
intensely turned on as she saw the effort bring out green veins in his
thighs. The contrast between her soft flesh and his hard musculature could
not be greater. Schmidt continued to drive his cock into her body, until
she simply held herself still above him as he pumped his cock into her
slick pussy. She willed him to loose control, to flood her pussy with warm
cum, fill her to the brim with his seed. What was he waiting for?
Schmidt stood up and Scully, still connected by his thick meat, moved
with him. She put her hands out onto the glass topped coffee table to
balance herself, then had to move them again as Schmidt thrust forward.
Her legs slightly spread, hands apart and Schmidt right behind her, he
grasped her waist and began to thrust into her slight body in earnest.
Each thrust felt like a car was hitting her from behind, his dick entering
and almost leaving her like a piston. She looked up into the mirror and
saw his eyes staring into her own, seeing the total surrender in them to
his will. She stood and allowed herself to be fucked as she had neve been
before, and felt her arousal heightened by her helpless position. She
could no more stop him fucking his cock into her body than an avalanche,
even if she had control over her body rather than her base instincts fueled
by drugs. She felt the rythmic slamming stir a different kind of arousal,
a more central feeling building as she felt herself violated. It was
unlike the orgasms she had when her clit was stimulated, and the new
experience stirred her. She had never achieved orgasm when being fucked,
but it seemed tonight was the night for first times. The deep feeling
spread throughout her belly and into her limbs, her breasts, swaying
slightly as she was fucked, seemed hypersensitive, feeling each drop of
sweat rolling down them. Finally she felt as if she was on fire, and her
body started to rythmically contract, starting with her pussy and spreading
inexorably outwards. Schmidt stopped, his eyes closed, feeling the rythmic
pulsations around his cock. She felt a warm gush between her legs, and at
first thought Schmidt had come, but realised it was a flood of her own
juices wetting her groin and thighs. As the sensation died down, Dana felt
a different sense - of completeness, this was how a woman was supposed to
cum, from deep within.
Her eyes closed, she felt Schmidt withdraw from her pussy, and she
wondered what was coming next. This man had done things to her she never
thought would ever be done, even possible, and his cock still stood erect
and perfectly straight, pointing slightly up, every vein on it bulging.
She longed to see the milky semen spill from it.
"Lie down" he said. Scully turned and sat on the coffee table, and
lifted her legs to his shoulders as he kneeled down and moved close. "Wet
your fingers" Dana put her hand to her mouth and put some saliva on her
hand. His took hers and moved it down around behind her, to where her ass
was exposed and waiting, just centimetres from the head of his cock. He
put her fingers against her asshole, her saliva mixing with the pussy
juices that had slicked between her legs. "Again" he said. She complied,
lubricating her anus. She knew from hearing her friends talk that a virgin
ass like hers would hurt unless she were as wet as possible. Her
expression showed her fear, but Schmidt's blue eyes simply bored into her
own, and she continued.
"Pull yourself onto me." Scully put her arms around her legs and knees,
which were now on her chest, and grasped the thickness of Schmidts biceps.
She pulled herself closer to him and felt the head of his thick cock touch
her ass. She paused. "Keep going" he commanded.
"I." she started, worried.
"Shhhhh" he said.
She resumed moving herself closer to him, feeling the pressure against
her asshole increase, the tight ring spasming, trying to prevent the
intrusion. The tip parted her ring, her muscle straining to stop it, but
Dana forced herself further on till it suddenly gave. She gasped as a few
centimetres stretched her ass. The pain was there, but bearable and
decreasing even as she paused. Schmidt continued to stare deep into her
eyes, seeing her reaction. Another push and she felt his entire head pop
into her ass, her ring contracting around the slight narrowing behind it as
she winced in pain. This was entirely different to her finger, this
massive stretching of her most vulnerable area. "Just relax" Schmidt said
"the hardest part's over. You did very well." Indeed the pain was
reducing, and another sensation taking over, one of incredible fullness.
He gave her a little smile, and Scully felt somehow proud, glad of his
admiration. She pulled herself closer to him, taking more of his thick
cock in her body. It slid in much more easily, though not without some
stabbing pain, and the sensation of fullness increased. Eager for more,
she pulled herself in closer, pushing her ass onto his dick. Over the next
few minutes, centimetre by centimetre, he moved deeper into her.
Overconfident, she let the last inch in in a rush and groaned as her entire
rectum spasmed on his cock. "Careful" he said. The spasm passed and Dana
was able to let the last little bit of his thick cock into her ass, feeling
his balls against her butt and his pubes grinding against her pussy. "Just
let it rest there a minute while you get used to it." Schmidt said. Dana
thought she'd never get used to it. The feeling was unlike anything she
had experienced before. She felt like a hollow glove, now filled and
stretched till it was almost bursting it's seams, or as though she were
pregnant, her entire abdomen filled with a hard mass.
"Ahh" Dana exclaimed. She had felt something like an electric shock in
her ass. She saw Schmidt's grin, and realised he had twitched his dick
inside her. "Ooh". He did it again. This time without the surprise she
appreciated how good it felt.
"I want you to see this" he said. Schmidt picked up Scully, still
holding her tight against him, and stepped around the coffee table closer
to the mirror. He sat down on the edge, each slight movement of his dick
inside her arousing Scully more and more. "Look" he said, nodding to the
mirror. She turned her head and saw herself, bent double, her legs on his
shoulders. She followed the curve of her spine down the pale expanse of
her back, down to her butt, to see her ass, stretched wide and wrapped
tightly around his darker dick, buried deep within her so that only the
base was visible just above his balls. She shook involuntarily, her ass
gripping his cock tightly. He moved his arms down, letting her feet touch
the table next to his hips. "Go on" he said.
Still looking over her shoulder, she slowly moved up from her squatting
position, watching as more of his dick appeared out of her ass. The
sensation of fullness left, replaced by one of emptyness. She quickly
moved back down, feeling his dick slide back smoothly into her, lubricated
by her anal juices. Scully groaned in ecstacy as the length slipped back
into her. She had never imagined such a feeling existed, she was totally
violated, his dick seemed to be reaching into the very depths of her being,
and she loved it. Scully began to fuck her ass onto Schmidt's dick,
watching it move in and out of her bowels. Schmidt too was watching her in
the mirror. Their eyes met and Schmidt said;
"You're mine now."
"I'm your bitch." She replied between her moans.
With that Schmidt picked her up and put her on the carpeted floor. He
put her legs back up on her shoulders, gathering her slim body to him, then
began to thrust - hard - into her ass.
"Oh god, fuck, yes, fuck yes!" Scully screamed as she felt the sudden
mix of pleasure and pain envelop her. She felt like a jackhammer was being
jammed into her bowels, breaking her in, making her his bitch.
"I'm your little ass-slut, I'm your fuck whore, fuck me, yeah fuck me!"
She yelled. Schmidt fucked her harder, pumping into her. She shook again,
her arousal peaking again and a long continuous orgasm beginning, taking
her through the next several minutes in a daze as Schmidt fucked her tight
ass into oblivion. She couldn't tell if the shudders coursing through her
body were from her body or Schmidt's hard impact into her ass with every
stroke. Scully started to tighten her ass on his dick, ignoring the pain,
increasing the friction till she thought her ass was burning up, but
enhancing the feeling of fullness, of completeness.
Finally Scully saw a change on Schmidt's face. The total control that
been present throughout was giving way to a look of ecstacy, and Scully
realised he was about to cum.
"In my mouth, cum in my mouth" she quickly said, desperate not to loose
of drop from her lips.
Schmidt thrust his cock savagely into her a few more times, then quickly
pulled his dick from her ass. It seemed bigger and harder than ever. She
quickly sat up and opened her mouth, moving forward onto his dick. The
first spurt hit her mouth even before her lips had wrapped around his cock,
the hot salty semen spraying the back of her throat and tongue, and she
quickly took his cock in her mouth up to the hilt, opening her eyes and
watching him as cum flooded the back of her throat, his hands pressing her
head into his groin. She swallowed and swallowed, but the flood was so
much she coughed around his dick and a drip left her nose, some leaking
past her lips. Schmidt strong hips bucked as he fucked his cum into her
mouth, then finally slowed. Scully moved back off his dick, sucking and
cleaning it carefully, getting every last drop, then using her fingers and
tongue to get the last remnants on her lips. She kneeled back, tasting his
cum in her mouth and feeling it's warmth in her belly. Schmidt sat back on
the table, exhausted, still staring into her eyes as she cleaned her face.
Aftermath
After several minutes of resting where they had ended up, Scully looked
to the exhausted Schmidt and said "So what are you going to do with me
now?" Scully in her post orgasmic state did not really care, she was merely
curious about what was to happen next.
"Come here." Schmidt said, moving onto the couch and opening his arms.
Scully moved up and sat sideways in his lap, his arms around her and her
head on his chest, listening to his beating heart. "How could I hurt you,
or drug you my sweet? The best little fuck I have ever had? How could I
do anything to you." He murmured softly, stroking her hair.
"But you will have to," Dana replied "When the drugs wear off and I
return to myself, I'll want to report all this and you'll be arrested."
Dana was truly concerned for Schmidt. She had developed strong feelings
for him, which she was confused about - did she hate him, love him, despise
him, what?
Schmidt grinned "The drugs wore off hours ago. You've been doing
exactly what you wanted of your own free will for nearly all this time."
Scully was shocked. She had done as she wanted? Was it possible? Yet
the words rang true, she had wanted all of this, and she wanted it again,
and again, and again. "So what now then?"
"Well," Schmidt replied, "Baltimore isn't too far away. Why don't I
pick you up next weekend. The company lear jet is mine to use, and Paris
is nice this time of year."
"But your crimes."
"What crimes Dana? I stole my own company's plans for my own project,
and Beverly was a danger to me, I just couldn't prove it. Does that
satisfy your need for justice?"
"Mmmm" she replied, nestling into his chest. He picked her up in his
arms and carried her into her bedroom, lying her in the bed, slipping in
beside her and wrapping his arms around her as she drifted off to a
peaceful, contented sleep.
Comments, suggestions, flames, whatever, direct them to
Myo_mer@hotmail.com. This only my second story, so please be kind. I
would especially appreciate any female feedback on the accuracy or total
lack of shown above.
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