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WARNING : The following story contains graphic descriptions
of sexual acts performed between consenting adults.  If you
are not at least 18 years of age, or you find this brand of
literature offensive, then exit this file/message now.  (!)
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I have a friend that gets off on Scully, so I thought I'd write a
story he'd like. Comments welcome.

Kitten


	Scully walks down the dark alley slowly, gun in hand. A rat
runs by. She points her gun toward the rat instinctually before she
realizes what it is.  She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath and
begins to walk again. Back against the wall, she moves slowly. She
hears something further down the alley. Her attention is drawn to the
sound. She walks on slowly, cautiously. The sound gets louder and
louder as she moves toward it. There's a dim light. It appears to be a
flame. As she clears the last of the obstacles in the alley, she moves
toward the fire. She scans the area quickly for traces of the suspect.
She yells, "Federal agent! FBI! Please come out with your hands up!"
No one responds. She bends down to study the objects around the fire.
Her full red lips tighten as she studies each sexual object. Her eyes
widen. She's never even heard of some of these things. She straitens
up and moves to the back of the open area. Chains with cuffs hang from
the wall. She hears a sound come from behind the boxes in the corner
to her left. She spins around on her tall heals and points her gun in
that direction. "FBI! Please through out your weapon and come out
slowly!" 

	Suddenly, she sees a blur of someone falling from above her
and kicking her gun to the ground. She gasps and tries to grab for her
gun only too late. The tall, strong suspect grabs her wrists and puts
them behind her back. He spins her around so he is close at her back.
She continues to resist with every bit of her energy, until she sees
the knife at her throat. She holds her breath and swallows. "Well,
well, well. What do we have here?" The man drawls. The knife moves
down towards her blouse. He cuts a button off. Then another. Then
another. Soon her blouse is open, exposing her white lace bra. The
knife then moves between her and the front of her bra. She feels the
cold steal on her skin. "Release me at once!" She yells; trying not to
sound frightened. She feels the pooping of her bra as it is quickly
cut. The bra stays somewhat in place by her breasts. Her captor
removes the cups of her bra from her breasts with the knife, exposing
her round, firm breasts. Her nipples are pink and small around, no
bigger than quarters. Her skin is milky white and very soft looking.
He moves closer to her, looking over her right shoulder at her
breasts. He lightly blows on her right nipple and it becomes erect. He
studies it for a long span of time. She hears him mumble profanities.
He pulls at her open blouse, exposing her shoulders. He kisses her
right shoulder lightly, tasting her, smelling her. She has a faint
scent of flowers. He moves to her neck and takes a deep whiff. Scully
tilts her head away to resist. He begins to cut the top of her skirt.
It falls to the ground, exposing her long legs and white cotton
panties. "I've been watching you a long time." The man says. "A long
time...." he sighed deeply on her neck. This caused her to get goose
bumps. "...Now I finally have you." He brought the knife down to her
panties and slid it down into them, cutting one side. The panties fall
slightly to one side, exposing a bit of her nicely trimmed, red hared
pussy. He cuts the other side and watched the panties fall to the
ground with open satisfaction.

	He pushed his hips to her butt, grinding into her. She feels
his hardness growing behind her.  He dropped the knife to the floor,
wanting his hand free to touch her. She looked down at the knife,
contemplating how long it would take to get it. Her attention was then
drawn to his hand touching her pussy. She relaxed slightly. His hand
felt good on her. He bent his knees to get in better reach. She felt
his body rub against hers, his hardness at full measure now. His
fingers entered her. "Ahh... you're wet." He said calmly. She tried to
deny it, but it was getting harder and harder to do so by the minute.
He put his legs between hers and spread her legs far apart. Her blue
eyes sparkled with passion in the fires light. Her lips parted and she
began to moan ever so slightly. His skilled fingers continued to
stimulate her beyond her wildest dreams. She closed her eyes in a
desperate attempt to shun her feelings. He slowly and cautiously
released her and warned her not to go anywhere, sensing that she might
stay. She took two steps forward and turned to face him. He studied
her from head to toe, drinking her in. Her blouse half falling off her
body, her breasts fully revealed, her small waist, the little red
hairs on her pussy, her long legs, her sexy high heals... His gaze
returned to her eyes. Her expression was lustful and hungry, yet
puzzled and frightened. She began to fix her clothing to cover herself
as best she could. She tried to act as though she was angry. He
grabbed her by the waist and pulled her close to him. He kissed her
savagely, sucking and exploring her mouth with his. He heard a
smothered moan come from her lips. She closed her eyes and put her
arms around him, returning his passionate kisses 10 fold. He moved his
hands to her butt and squeezed it. He moved his fingers to her butt
crack and felt every curve. He moved one hand to the feminine dimples
above her butt, drawing little circles around them. He pulled on her
blouse and bra until they fell to the ground and all that she wore
were her black high heals. The fire's flickering light made her skin
glow and intensified her every curve.

	He spun her around and pushed her to make her bend over. He
unzipped his fly and took out his dick. He rubbed it around her pussy
and let the wetness surround his penis. He pushed it to her clit to
stimulate her. He heard her breathing intensify. He rubbed it there
for a while until he sensed she could take the teasing no more and he
plunged into her pussy. She grabbed at the broken chair in front of
her for support and her fingernails dug into its wooden back. He
studied her slender body; her heart shaped butt being pounded by his
thrusts. He thought back to the time when he was watching her cum in
the bathroom. How she sat on her knees bent over the wall of the tub
with vibrator in hand. How he could hear her every moan and every
whispered desire. He thought about the time he watched her dress in
her room. How she looked at herself in the mirror, fascinated by her
beauty. Touching her breasts, rubbing her pussy. How she brushed her
hair when she was completely naked. She seemed to enjoy that a lot. He
reached out to touch that beautiful red hair. He stroked it softly.
His touch moved to the middle of her back, sliding down her spine. His
gaze came to her waist, where he found a little pink heart shaped
tattoo. It was very faint, but affective.

	He plunged deeper and deeper. Faster and faster. She yelled
out loud, "It hurts! OH! It feels so good!" He saw sweat forming on
her glowing skin. He felt his own sweat form on his chest and back. He
tore off his shirt and through it across the alley. He thrust his head
back and looked up at the stars and the buildings around them. He
could see people walking by their windows, oblivious to them. He
wondered if they would be caught. He looked back to Scully and saw
that she was facing toward the entrance of the alley, to their right.
Her expression conveyed complete and utter lust. Her profile was so
beautiful. Her hair was a bit damp from sweat. She squeezed her eyes
shut and licked her full lips. Her mouth opened slightly and her heavy
breathing continued.

	He pulled out and pushed into her ass hole. She yipped a bit
then yelled, "OooohHHHOOOOhhho!!" She straitened up and pushed into
him deeper. She grabbed her pussy and shook her hand to stimulate it.
He grabbed her tits and pinched her nipples. Her head flew back and
rested on his shoulder. He kissed her deeply, probing her mouth with
his tongue. She bit his lip playfully. She sucked on his tongue. He
moaned in surprised delight. His huge orgasm filled her butt hole. Her
orgasm squeezed his dick right out of her. Both of them relished in
the syncronised orgasms. They paused as they enjoyed every bit of it.
He spanked his dick on her butt as he came. 

	Just then, Molder came in, gun in hand. He yelled, "FREEZE!
FBI! Let her go NOW!" Scully quickly bent down and grabbed her gun and
pointed it at the suspect, remembering suddenly who he is and what she
was here for. Molder walked slowly toward them, trying not to notice
Scully's naked beauty. Scully grabbed what cloths she could and
started to dress. "How long were you there, Molder?" Molder didn't
take his eyes off the suspect. He just says dryly, "I hope I see that
again sometime."