THE SEXUAL ADVENTURES OF JESSICA WHITE C18

January 18, 2007
JSM
Anal Sex, Cops, Military, Uniformed Officers, Lesbian, Pussy Eating, Sex Toys

18.

Angel made sure I was comfortable in out bed after I was discharged from the hospital. Every few hours she would disappear for about thirty to forty five minutes. I could hear her going downstairs to the dungeon and wonder what she could possibly be doing going down there that often for.

Angel tried to give me some meds the doctor prescribed, but I wouldn’t take them, I didn’t trust Angel anymore, something wrong was happening I just couldn’t prove it.

The pain was better; at least it was bearable now. I knew I started my new job the next day, I thought about calling and putting it off for another day, but with all that was going on, Ana missing, losing the baby, Angel acting strange, I just didn’t care anymore.

I slept soundly that night, but had weird dreams. I was happy when I woke up the next morning and my weird dreams didn’t involve aliens in spaceship.

The dreams were all about me dancing at the nightclub. I was doing weird shit that I only vaguely ever heard about.

I heard the car start up and went to the window overlooking the front yard. I stood away from the window, but close enough to see Angel leave in the car.

I went downstairs to the dungeon and tried to find out what she has been doing down there. I search every room for about an hour, but could not find anything out of place. I seen her laptop was open and thought I would take a look at what she has been doing online.

I was surprised when I found her laptop was locked, I needed a password to see what was on her laptop. This was very strange, she never has ever kept anything from me or Ana, we always shared laptops and we never had any secrets.

I hurried back upstairs, I had no idea how long Angel would be gone or where she went to. Just as I got back to our bedroom, I heard the car pull up.

When I heard the door, I pretended I was just getting up. Moments later, I heard Angel walking up the stairs. She told me she went to the store to get a few things for dinner.

Angel grabbed my hand and pulled me up; she pulled me close to her and kissed me on the lips. All I wanted was for her not to touch me.

She broke the kiss and looked at the area where the doctors made the small incision and traced it with her finger. I told her that I was fine and back to normal. I wanted to get back to my old routine and to start my new job.

Angel and I went downstairs to the kitchen and I acted like nothing was wrong. I still suspected she was up to something, but she never let on, she acted as normal as she always did.

There was a knock on the door and Daisy let herself in. As she walked into the kitchen, Angel excused herself and went down to our dungeon to do what said was, “to prepare for her next webcast.”

When I saw that Angel was out of sight, I told Daisy I needed to talk to her. She sat down next to me and I said, “I think Angel is up to something. What it is I don’t know, but I really think that she had something to do with Ana’s disappearance.”

Daisy didn’t act surprise, actually she looked like I was confirming a lot of things, she listened to everything I had to say, I told her how Angel was very jealous of Ana, how she really didn’t like her and wanted her gone and other things that she did around Ana.

When I finished saying everything, Daisy looked around and said, “We shouldn’t talk about this here, God only knows how much she has this place wired. Give me some time, and I will think of an excuse to bring you downtown. The detectives have her listed as the primary suspect anyways and we are still trying to piece together everything.”

We heard Angel coming up the stairs so I quickly acted like I was talking about a resort near San Francisco that was friendly to the lesbians, bisexuals, gays, and even transgender people.

Even Daisy could see that Angel didn’t believe that we were talking about a resort, but she acted like everything was normal.

Daisy looked at her watch and said she had to get to work, they were examining some new evidence they had in Ana’s disappearance and just stopped by to let us know and she would tell us more when she could.

After breakfast, Angel and I were watching television. Angel had her arm around me like she was afraid I would run away from her, which I probably would have done.

We really were enjoying this weird science fiction movie about a futuristic warrior in a post-apocalyptic world when the doorbell rang.

Angel answered it and there were at least five uniformed police officers at the door. Angel turned white as ghost when she saw them. Her color returned when they asked her, “Are you Jessica White?”

Before Angel could answer, I stood up and said, “I am Jessica White. What do you want me for? I have done nothing wrong.”

The officers pushed Angel aside and walked into the house and straight for me. When they reached me, the first officer said, “Jessica White, I have a warrant to detain you for questioning in the disappearance of Ana White.”

The officer read me my rights and asked me if I understood them. I was scared and didn’t know what was going on, but I looked at him and said, “Yes I do. Am I under arrest?”

As they walked me out to the squad car, the officer said, “No, Ms. White, like I said, you are being detained for questioning only. The detectives will decide if they want to charge you later.”

The officer had me place my hands on the squad car and frisked me. I thought it was odd that a male cop would frisk me, his hands felt up my breasts and pussy as he frisked me. He then took my hands and placed them in back of me as he handcuffed me.

He bent my head down as he sat me down in the back seat. Just as he started to pull away, I could see Angel standing on the front walk, and what pissed me off was, she had a huge smile on her face like she was enjoying this.

—-

At the station the officer took off the handcuffs and brought me down a long hallway and into a small room. I looked around the room and realized it was the same room that Daisy forced herself on me in.

I was pacing around the room trying to figure what Angel did to make them believe I did something to Ana. I was getting scared and tried to think of a good attorney to call to defend me.

Finally I heard a light knock on the door and I sat in one of the chairs at the small table as the door slowly opened. Daisy walked in and sat down across from me and placed a pen and a pad of paper on the table.

Daisy smiled and said, “I am sorry about all the dramatics, you are not being detained, nor do we think you had anything to do with Ana’s disappearance. After what you said earlier to me in your kitchen, I thought it would be best to talk to you in private, and make Angel think you’re our primary suspect, in hopes that maybe she will make a mistake and we could bring her in.”

I smiled and started telling Daisy why I thought Angel was behind Ana’s disappearance. Daisy took notes as I talked. Occasionally a detective came in and observed, bring another pad of paper, and even a meal and something to drink.

It took a few hours to tell Daisy everything, after we were done, I was crying my head off, I was so upset from all that had happened, and to top it off, all the strange things Angel was doing lately, I just couldn’t figure out what the hell she was doing downstairs in the dungeon all the time.

Daisy got up and walked over to the wall and stood just below the camera that was stationed on it. She disconnected it and placed a sign on the door that we were not to be disturbed for any reason, I knew what was coming next.

Daisy walked over and started rubbing my shoulders, she leaned forward and whispered in my ear, “I am going to make you feel much better now baby.”

Daisy’s hands went down inside my shirt and undid my bra; she lifted my shirt and bra up off me and threw them in the corner of the room. She then took off her gun belt and threw it on the table before taking off her shirt and bra.

As her hands massaged my breasts, her breasts rubbed up against my shoulders. Her breasts felt so soft and nice. I wish I could take them in my mouth and massage her nipples with my tongue, but I knew that would come soon.

Her hands were like velvet brushes running over my body. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back; it had been a while since I felt like this. I felt like Ana was back and making me feel like I was in heaven again.

Daisy put her hands under my shoulders motioning me to stand. I stood up and Daisy knelt in front of me and unbuttoned my pants. She slowly pulled my pants down to my knees.

Daisy’s hand slowly massaged my pussy through my pink cotton panties. It only took a few seconds for my panties to become wet from her fingers.

As her hand played with my ass through my panties, her tongue moved across my panties, her tongue danced around my clit as it cleaned my panties as fast as they got wet.

Her fingers moved under my panties and penetrated my ass, Daisy was surprised how easily they went in. Her finger was joined by two more fingers and she started finger fucking my ass. Her fingers moved in and out of my ass rapidly.

I felt like I was going to fall, my legs felt weak from all the work Daisy was doing on my pussy and ass so I leaned forward on the table and used it for support.

Daisy finally got tired of playing around with my panties; she pulled down my pants the rest of way and ripped off my panties to get to my pussy and ass.

Daisy slammed her head into my pussy and started licking my clit; her tongue went deep into my pussy as her fingers went deep into my ass.

Daisy kept putting fingers in my ass and it kept taking each one she put in it. Daisy looked up and said, “Just how big does your ass get baby?”

I was enjoying this, but I wanted her to get kinky, I wanted her to get to rough. I didn’t care about anything anymore, I wanted her to fuck me so it hurts, I wanted her to lose control, but she never did, she always knew how far she could go before she went too far. I looked up at her and said, “Go ahead find out sweetie, use whatever you want.”

Daisy kept using her fingers on my pussy and ass. I knew I had to do something to make her get rough and kinky. I stood up and looked down at her and said, “Sweetie look at me.”

When Daisy looked up at me, I slapped her across the face as hard as I could and said, “I told you to use whatever you want to find out how big it gets, now do it bitch.”

Daisy just looked at me as if she couldn’t understand what I was saying. She went back to using her fingers on me again. I was getting pissed, I was so sick of this sissy lesbian shit.

I stood up again and pulled away from her. This time I slapped the shit out her and she ended up a foot from me. She just sat there on the floor just staring at me, with her hand on the side of her face.

I reached on the table and grabbed her baton from her gun belt and threw it at her, it bounced a couple of times and landed in front of her.

Daisy looked at her baton and looked at me; I bent over the table and looked at her. We just stared at each other for a few minutes before she finally grabbed the baton and stood up.

She walked over to me with the baton in her hand like she was going to beat the living crap out of me, I finally got her to cross the line and lose control with me.

Daisy held me down with one hand and with the other; she took the baton and rammed it up my pussy as hard as she could. She pushed it in and out for several minutes before she removed it and rammed hard up my ass.

I squealed in pain as she rammed it all the way in. Daisy showed no mercy to me, which is what I wanted. I knew I was on my way to self destruction, but I didn’t care, I knew the love of my life was gone, and I had to live with the person who took her from me.

Daisy started to smack my ass as she drove the baton in and out. Soon she was pulling my hair and the smacking turned into just plain slapping, making my ass a nice bright red, redder than the devil himself.

I came like Niagara Falls was spewing from my pussy. Daisy told me it was like I was pregnant again and my water broke. I looked down and saw the puddle of my juices on the floor of the room and wondered how she was going to explain it all, but that was her problem.

We both got dressed and Daisy turned the camera on again. She left the room and left me there in that small without ventilation, the smell from the puddle of cum on the floor was making me sick.

Without warning, I fell to the floor and started throwing up all over. After about the third time I threw up, Daisy came back and told me she arranged to have someone drive me home.

She hugged me and apologized for leaving me in the room and making me sick, but she said had to in order to have a reason for the room being so nasty.

As the officer took me down the hallway, I saw Daisy talk to the detectives. I only hoped they could find evidence soon and lock that bitch back home up and give her what she deserves.

—-

When I walked in the door at home, Angel grabbed and threw me on the couch. She sat on top of me and held me down and just looked into my eyes.

I could see she was crazy, she a wild look in her eyes. I knew she must have been on something. She was always doing a few lines of Coke, especially in the morning and when she was stressed.

In the corner of my eye I could see white powder on the coffee table, from what it looked like, it looked like she did more than usual today.

Angel held me down tighter, I was getting really scared fast, and she never acted like this before. My wrists were starting to hurt; I tried to get away from her and said, “Stop, you are hurting me. Let me go.”

Angel only pressed harder on my wrists and said, “I thought you liked it rough. Tell me what you told the cops. Tell me now bitch.”

I didn’t know what to say, I was scared shitless. Angel kept pressing down on my wrists; I could see them getting red. When I didn’t respond, Angel let go of one of my wrists and slapped my face as hard as she could.

I looked at her in amazement; I never for the life of me ever imagined that Angel has such an evil side of her. Ana and I did all kinds of drugs with her many, many times, and she never acted like this. Finally I answered her in a scared stuttered voice, “I didn’t say much of anything, they kept telling me that they knew I killed Ana and were just waiting to get the evidence. They kept pressuring me to admit that I was responsible for her disappearance and wanted me to admit to killing and disposing of her body.”

Angel still had the wild crazed look on her; I could tell she wasn’t quite sure. She put more pressure on my wrists and pushed them deeper into the couch and said, “Are you sure bitch? You better not have said anything to make them think I did something to her. If you did, I would kill you bitch.”

Angel’s true colors finally showed themselves. I knew positively that she did something to Ana; I was even more scared now. I couldn’t speak, but did manage to utter, “I swear, I swear. I told them nothing about you; they seriously think I killed Ana, so I can be with you. I know you would never do anything, because you love me so much baby.”

Angel’s manner completely changed when I said that. Her serious look disappeared, her face turned to a happy face with a huge smile. She looked in my eyes and said, “Really sweetheart? I love you so much; I would do anything to make you happy and to be with you forever.”

I finally realized how much of a psycho bitch Angel actually was. I smile and stroked her hair as I said, “I know baby, and I love you too so much.”

Angel kissed me passionately; she broke off her contact and leaned backward so she was sitting on hips. She took off her shirt and bra and I took mine off as well.

Angel’s tongue played with my nipples as my hands massaged her breasts. I pretended that I enjoyed this, but I really hated it and wanted her gone.

She stood up and we both took off our pants and panties. I lay back down on the couch and Angel lowered her pussy on my face and lowered her face to mine. We both started licking each other’s clits and we played with each other’s ass.

We both came at the same time, as I went upstairs to shower and get Angel’s nastiness off my body, Angel said she had to go check on something in the basement and would take a shower down there.

Later when we were eating dinner, I asked Angel what she does down in the dungeon so much. She got upset every time I mentioned the dungeon, I really began to wonder what exactly she is doing down there.

Angel quickly changed the subject to my new job. I didn’t know what to tell her, finally I told her my job was at a new strip club called “Crazy” and I made just over four hundred at my interview where I had to strip for the owner.

She seemed unhappy that I was going to be a stripper; she said she heard strange things about that club and would be in the audience for my debut performance.

I put on a fake smile and told her how happy I would be to have her there, but in reality, I wanted her dead.

The rest of the night went by slowly. I started hearing noised from the dungeon again and Angel did everything she could to keep me from going down there.

After a while, Angel came back upstairs and the noises stopped. Angel was becoming more and more unglued; I fell asleep with her in my arms, not because I wanted her close, but because Angel was becoming more and more possessive.