Date: Fri, 23 Jun 2006 14:58:45 EDT
From: NPhillydogg@aol.com
Subject: Precinct 23 -pt9

Precinct Twenty-Three /pt-9
UNLIKELY ALLIANCES

 Deliriously Jake lay naked on the dark basement floor of an abandon drug
complex, doped on the illegal street drug Sextacy which reportedly turns
users into sex fiends. He has no idea how long he'd been in that dark
basement (eliminated only by his fallen flashlight). He was left there by
his partner, a fellow police officer, -whom drugged him and fucked him
senselessly, then left him behind.
 Jake had never experienced anything so overwhelming powerful in his
life. He wasn't sure if it was the sex or the drugs, but his cock was
hard and in dire need of attention. He stroked his cock, alone and naked
on the basement floor. His mind kept drifting back to Gardner's cock
pummeling his virgin backside. With a curious finger he reached down to
touch his wet and sore asshole. His finger sank in easily, helped by the
stretching and sperm left behind by his partner.

"What have we here...??" he suddenly heard a voice say in the dark.
 Jake jumped up in fright, and reached for his gun piled by his discarded
uniform. Grabbing the flashlight, he aimed it into the dark.

"Over here, white-boy." said the voice.
 Jake aimed to find a young black male standing in the room with him.
Jake aimed the gun, his hands shaking from the effects of the drug, but
the boy seemed unphased. Another appeared behind him, then another.

"He's a cop." said someone.

"A NAKED cop, with a hardon." corrected another guy.

"What the fuck he doing here?"

"I'd say...looking for some big black dick!" answered  another man,
groping his crotch. "Any of yall ever have cop-pussy? It's the best! Had
some in prison when I used to bang this prison guard...til he got fired."

"I wouldn't mind some white cop pussy myself!" called another.
 The men moved in close. Jake's gun and flashlight darted from each
individual. There had to be about 6 men surrounding him. None of them
pulled a weapon, instead they taunted him with their crotches. Jake's
eyes widened when he realized what treasures lay beneath the zippers of
the pants. He was still under the effects of the drug, and sex was
paramount on his mind.
 One of the men walked up to him and unzipped his jeans.

"What some of this?" he asked, pulling out a fat half hard black cock.
Jake instantly lowered the gun as the man approached. He grabbed Jake by
his hair and pulled his face into his crotch. Jake felt the fat log
bumping against his mouth. "Lick it, bitch! Eat it, it's yours!"
 Rising to his hands and knees, Jake began kissing the man's dick,
feeling it grow before his very eyes. But in this position, his round
firm ass stuck out for the rest of the men to view. One got down close
behind Jake and started to finger his warm wet hole.

"Damn...this shit's ready!" he said, fishing out his own erection to
shove up the horny officer's freshly fucked butt.

"Leave him alone!" came a dark powerful voice. Jake wasn't aware who had
spoken, but the men instantly left him alone, much to his dismay. He
reached for the long black cock which stepped away from his grasp, then
noticed another man approaching. Unlike the others, this one wore very
expensive designer clothes, and walked with a black cane. Without anyone
having to say so, Jake knew he was the infamous Tempest Williams.
"You assholes so horny to get free pussy, that you don't even notice a
set-up when you see one! You think this cop just happened to be sitting
here, stoned on my drug? This is Terminator's doing!"

"But that don't make sense! Why would one pig want to turn on another?"

"Who knows. Maybe he know or saw something he ain't supposed to, so they
drug him and leave him here for US to finish up their dirty work. To kill
another cop. Nobody would even know THEY were involved." reasoned
Tempest, staring at Jake's naked form.

"So what do we do now?" asked Demetrius, one of Tempest's right hand men.
 Tempest thought for a moment.

"We hide him out...at least until we find out what he knows."


THE STRIP

 Life as a female prostitute was no easy job, it entailed long hours on
your feet (back and knees) in 5" stiletto heels. And for 6 foot tall
black male drag-queen with size 13 feet, that was no easy task. Peaches
(aka Darryl Walker) walked casually down his usual stretch of Snyder's
Drive dressed in a mini-skirt, holster top, and a white wig much like
Halle Barry's in the X-Men movies. She blew fake kisses and waved
flirtatiously at passer-bys, hoping someone would stop so she could give
her bungeons a break. She was just about to light a cigarette when a
familiar car pulled up.

"Demetrius!" she squealed, rushing over to his car.

"Wussup gurl? You making Temp his money?" he asked, turning down the
stereo in his car.

"You know I am. Ain't I his best girl?" teased Peaches, licking her full
ruby red lips lewdly.

"How bout a sample?" said Demetri, Peaches knew it really wasn't a
question as he groped the bulge in his pants. Without hesitation Peaches
jumped into his ride. She'd served him before, in fact she liked
servicing him. It was part of Tempest's men's fringe-benefits that they
got laid freely by any of the "bitches" working for them. Peaches have
had Demetri's dick stuffed down her throat on more than one occasion. She
knew his reputation, that he was a vicious drug dealer and a cold blooded
killer for their boss. But he was always nice to her, and treated her
like a lady. He never cussed her, raised his voice, and always greeted
her with a bright smile, a kind word, and a hard dick for her to suck.
 She settled into the front seat beside Demetri as he adjusted his pants
to free his dick. As soon as it hit the air, she bent forward and took it
in her mouth, sucking and licking it as if it were a tasty piece of hard
candy. Demetrius had always liked Peaches (despite her male anatomy),
because she knew her shit. Of all the girls working for Tempest (male and
female), Peaches was by far the best at giving head. She put her ALL into
it which showed in her enthusiasm, and kept her clients coming back for
more. She knew just how to work her femininity to make a man feel
masculine and appreciated. Many had offered to take her away from
hooking, wanting to set her up in a paid apartment as a "kept woman",
forgetting she was male. But Peaches would decline, loving her
independence more.

"Damn babee, you suck dick best..." whispered Demetri, a handsome black
20 year old thug with a fat 8 inch dick that needed lots of attention.
Peaches was known to take it down her throat on average of once or twice
a week. She knew in reality that it would be the closest she'd ever get
to having a "real" relationship with him. Demetri had a girlfriend at
home, a REAL one. Like most of the guys in Tempest's employ, he
considered himself straight, jail, good sex, and opportunity kept him
coming back to men ever so often. But he would never leave his women for
a guy, not even one as sexually charged as Peaches. All he wanted from
her was some good quick head whenever he needed it, and Peaches certainly
didn't mind giving it to him.

"What was that...?" she asked, slipping his erect dick from her lips and
pulling her head up from his lap to look around, curiously.

"What was what?" asked Demetri, shoving her head back down on his dick.

"I...I thought I heard...something..." he mumbled as his dick head filled
her mouth once again. A moment later she was sucking hartfully when she
heard the sound again. She quickly pulled her head back up.

"What?" asked Demetri, frustrated.

"THAT! What's that noise?" she asked, swinging her long white hair out of
the way in a dramatic flare.

"Oh, THAT. That's just some asshole cop I got in the back seat Tempest
wants me to take care of." answered Demetri, nonchalantly.

"COP?" repeated Peaches, looking down onto the back seat floor where Jake
Valentine lay in all his beautifully naked splender.

"What's wrong with him?" she asked, curling back from his weird
appearance. "Did you drug him?"

"Naw, we found him that way in one of our old sites. He was already
stoned, naked, and someone had fucked him."

"Really?" said Peaches, giving the white man a second look. "I know him!
He works with the Terminator! That's his partner!"

"Figures." said Demtri. "Tempest's sure Terminator's setting us up. He
want me to hide him out until he finds out why."

"Where'r you gonna take him?" asked Peaches.

"I dunno. Dump him at one of the crack houses. Keep him stoned until Temp
gets what he wants."

"Can I keep him?"

"What?" laughed Demetri, thinking it a joke.

"I've always wanted a white-boy as a young girl, but my parents would
never let me have one." she joked. "Can I have him? Please? I'll take
good care of him until Tempest wants to see him."

"I just BET you will." smirked Demetri.

"Please?" begged Peaches, kissing Demetrius on his cheek. "Please?" she
repeated, snuggling his neck. "Please?"

"You a crazy bitch!" chuckled Demetri. "Okay, here's the deal...you suck
my dick REAL GOOD and take my load as usual, and I might let you have
him. How bout that?"

"I thought you had a TASK for me to do." said Peaches, already eager to
finish the drug dealer off. She returned her head into his lap and
swallowed his dick in one swoop. Demetri reclined his car seat, closed
his eyes, and enjoyed what he considered to be hands down the best blow
job on the block.


PEACHES' APARTMENT

 Haunted by recent memories, Jake Valentine awakens from a tortured sleep
in a state of shock to find that he has been tied naked face-up spread
eagle in someone's bed, his arms and legs shackled to iron bed railings
preventing him from moving. He tried in vain to escape from the bonds
holding him in place, pulling at them until his muscles began to ache
with no gain for his efforts.
 Immediately his mind went back to what happened to him, how his police
brethren attacked him and left him handcuffed and naked in the basement
of a dilapidated building. Shame and humiliation instantly washed over
him when he recalled how his partner Bruce Gardner raped and sodomized
him before leaving him to die. After that, everything else was a blur.
But it was obvious that he was still a prisoner of someone's, the
question was whose, and what they intended to do to him.

 He took a quick look around the room he was prisoner of. A poor, run
down room with holes in the ceiling and walls in need of repair. The bed
he was held on was an old fashion iron bed with spooked rails and an iron
coiled spring broad, the kind that made lots of noise when you bounce on
it. At the foot of the bed was a tall old styled dresser, some of the
drawers were open and Jake could see the frilly lace of woman's garments
hanging from the sides. Across from him was a matching vanity with the
original large oval mirror intact. Wigs and several hundred dollars worth
of make-up cluttered the top of the vanity along with framed pictures
Jake couldn't quite make out. A lone metal lamp draped with a sheer black
scarf lit the room dimly, a comfortable chair and a small 13" television
on an old rickety stand completed the ensemble. Jake imagined he was
being held at Whatever Happened To Baby Jane's house.
 Just then he heard the door to the bedroom open, and in walked a tall
black man dressed only in a sheer pink feathered robe. His walk was
graceful as he moved over to the vanity and began going through the
drawers. Jake watched him silently for a time as the man lotion his long
smooth legs, then powered himself after an obvious shower.

 Darryl Walker (aka -Peaches) grew up on the streets of the south-west
Philly in the Tasker Projects Developments. There he saw 2 of his 3
brothers killed in gang related violence. His dread grew when his father
went to jail, leaving his poor mother to prostitute herself just to make
a living. Darryl saw his mother fucked by hundreds of men by the age of
9, and started imitating what he saw her do with the boys in the
neighborhood. Soon he had a reputation as bad as hers. Gay since birth,
he decided to try on woman's clothes one day, and found he passed better
as a woman than he did a man. As a woman, he got approached by men in
cars, offering to pay her for services she already enjoyed doing. Darryl
thought it would be a whole lot easier than working for a living, so he
did it. Then he met Tempest, and the rest was what they call history.

"Where am I?" asked Jake, unable to keep quiet any longer.

"Oh, so you're finally awake." said the man in a soft feminine voice as
he turned in his chair to face the bed. "You're somewhere safe, isn't
that all that matters?"

"I'm...I'm a police officer..." announced Jake, hoping that the
information would scare the man and prompt him into letting him go.
"...holding me against my will is a federal offense. If you release me
now however, I will be willing to walk out of here and forget any of this
ever happened."

"Awe, isn't that sweet? But I can't do that officer Jake. You see, the
police are trying to kill you, so Tempest had you dropped off here at my
place for safe keeping. Now you wouldn't want me to get on Tempest's bad
side, now would you?" smiled the man

"Why here? Why with you?" asked Jake, looking around the room again. "Who
are you?"

"Oh, you don't remember me." blushed the man, turning his back to Jake.
"We met once, introduced by your partner Bruce. I sucked your dick in an
alley on Snyder's Drive."
 Jake's mind rewind back to the night of his first patrol, when his
partner set him up for a blow job from a female impersonator. Jake turned
beet red with embarrassment now that he was face to face with the man
that had sucked his dick.

"You may remember me better in THIS!" said the man, donning one of his
infamous wigs.

"Peaches..." whispered Jake.

"Oh, you DO remember me!" delighted Peaches.

"Yes! Yes, I remember you!" thrilled Jake. "Look, you HAVE to release me!
I'm a cop! You can't keep me locked up like this! It's illegal, you can
get a lot of trouble!"

"But it's for your own good, sweety. If the Terminator finds out that
you're still alive and that Tempest didn't kill you, he and his cop
buddies will be looking for you." reasoned Peaches. "At least here you're
safe."

"I can take care of myself, Peaches." said Jake.

"Peaches can take better care of you." smiled the man.

"I'm serious!" yelled Jake. "This is kidnapping!"

"Oh, just relax handsome. You're in good hands." said Peaches, reaching
down to caress Jake's erection. Jake's body jumped at the sudden touch.

"No, don't..." he practically whispered, aware that he even had an
erection. It was probably due to the lingering effects of the drugs in
his system. Peaches continued to caress his staff, stroking him gently
and watching the young officer squirm in pleasure. She soon took pity on
him, and took his 7 inch member into her talented mouth. "Oh my gosh..."
groaned Jake as Peaches took him completely down into her throat without
gagging. Peaches felt the officer's cock flex in her mouth as she slowly
worked her sensuous lips up to the head, the pink cock popping from her
mouth like a cork.

"You want me to stop?" she asked, knowing he didn't want her to as she
continued to lick at the head with her snake like tongue. Jake looked
down at his hard dick bobbing just before her face. He watched as Peaches
to him inside her mouth again, swallowing him whole. He couldn't help but
gasp as she licked about the belly of his shaft with her tongue on the
way up. Then she released his cock once more. "If you want me to stop, I
will." she lied.

"No, don't..." whispered Jake, repeating his last statement.

"Don't what?" asked Peaches. "Don't suck it?"

"No. Suck it...please! Suck it like you did before. Make me cum!" begged
Jake.

"Are you sure?" teased Peaches.

"Yes! Your mouth is driving me crazy! Suck it!" he moaned.

"But my mouth isn't my best asset." smiled Peaches, standing up beside
the bed. Jake watched her robe fall to the floor, revealing her long
slender figure, her small firm breasts, and round girlish buttock. But
what scared Jake the most, was the long fat black dick dangling between
her legs. He watched practically petrified when Peaches began lubing her
asshole for fucking.

"Peaches, please...don't do this! I'm not gay!" he pleaded as she climbed
aboard the bed to straddle him.

"Neither am I, honey. I'm a full fledged woman!" declared Peaches, as she
slowly lowered herself onto Jake's stiff up standing erection.
 Jake felt the head of his dick touch against Peaches asshole lips. He
held his breath and closed his eyes as she lowered herself on his shaft,
taking his entire erection into her self proclaimed "pussy". Jake groaned
in pleasure/frustration as Peaches ground herself atop him, churning his
cock around in her ass.

 Jake swung his head from side to side, trying in vain to block out the
intense pleasures creeping through his body. He couldn't remember the
last time he had intercourse. It was months ago with his girlfriend
Kelley, and even that was nowhere as intense a feeling as this was now.
For one thing sex with Kelley was always mechanical, she was like a robot
in bed. And secondly, they never did IT without a condom. Now Jake's cock
sat naked in Peaches' well used ass-pussy, experiencing the natural feel
of his first raw unprotected sex with another person. And his mind (and
cock) exploded in premature bliss.

"UUHHHHH!!!" groaned Jake, losing his load instantly. Peaches felt it
hosing her insides.

"Wow! Someone needed that!" she teased.
 Jake caught his breath, regaining control of his mind now that he'd
orgasm.

"If you're going to violate my human rights and rape my cock with your
asshole, the least you could do is put a condom on me for protection." he
said coldly.
 Peaches tightened her man-pussy around his shaft and squeezed. It was
still rock hard, despite having just cum in her ass.

"This is MY fuck, cop. We do it MY way." she said as she started to
bounce up and down on his shaft. "Besides, I'm not afraid of getting
pregnant."
 Jake was helpless to stop what was happening to him (yet again). All he
could do was lay there, while Peaches rode his dick like a champion
cowboy, slamming her fat ass cheeks down into his lap over and over as
his cock drove up through her rectum like a torpedo. He listened to her
moans and gasps as she fucked herself atop him, closing her eyes and
throwing her hair back as she bounced up and down on his shaft. He
watched her man-made breasts bounce as she moved. The hard raisin plump
nipple practically begged to be sucked and caressed. His eyes started to
smolder with lust as began to become aroused again beyond his control.
Peaches noticed the change in Jake's actions when he started thrusting
his hips up to meet her. She looked down into his eyes. He looked back at
her with the same intensity. Both men grunted as their bodies picked up
the pace. Slapping sounds filled the room as their flesh met repeatedly.
Peaches was the first one to break the silence with a series of high
pitch groans.

"UH, OH, OH, UH, UH, UH, UH, UH..!"

 Jake watched as Peaches rode him. She leaned forward to place her
manicured hands on his sweating torso for support, bringing her breasts
closer to his face. Instinctively Jake licked his lips, lifting his head
to lap at the bouncing boobs. Of all the women Jake's has sex with over
the years, he could think of none as sexually aggressive and talented as
Peaches. Her femininity exuded through the harshness of their raw sex.
Jake could think of no other woman in his past that could compare to
Peaches' sex drive, despite her swollen 9 and 1/2 inch bull dick slapping
hard against Jake's taut stomach and threatening to bathe his belly in
cum.

"Untie me." said Jake, meeting Peaches thrust for thrust.

"No..." she panted, unwilling to give up his dick.
 She fucked herself atop him, slamming her ass down on his stiff standing
erection harder and harder. Jake watched her fuck, but felt helpless to
aid. He wanted to take control, to show her what he could do.

"Untie me!" he insisted firmer, insane with lust.

"No! You'll try to escape!" declined Peaches.

"No, I won't...! I just...I want my hands free to touch you!" admitted
Jake, sincerely. "I want to be on top!"

"Okay." smiled Peaches, sitting prone on Jake's hardon as she reached up
above his head to untie his wrists. Once Jake's wrists were free, he
wrapped them around Peaches' waist and quickly rolled her over onto her
back. Spreading her long brown legs, Jake aimed his wet cock up to her
dilated anal lips and shoved back inside. Both men moaned in unison.

"Fuck me! Fuck me, Jake! Take my pussy!" groaned Peaches, allowing him to
take control. It'd been months since she felt the sexual bond with
another human being, and years since she's felt the raw heat that came
from having unprotected sex.
 Jake followed through with a series of thrusts, building himself a
steady pace as he started to hammer at Peaches' cunt. She thrilled at his
lustful masculinity as he took her like a woman, suckling her perky
breasts and even kissing her lustfully on the lips. She was so over
whelmed by his affections, that she began cumming all over the both of
them without even touching herself. Jake saw her fat 9 inch cock explode
white cum between the two of them and continued to labor over her, -her
anal-cunt contracting violently around his plunging shaft. In a matter of
minutes he was joining her, shooting his second load of raw semen into
her spasming anus.

"UUHHHHHH!!" groaned Jake, collapsing on top of her. Peaches wrapped her
arms about Jake's back, caressing the back of his neck as his pulsating
dick continued to empty the last of his spent load into her snatch. She
worried now that he was free that he would leave her, but decided to
worry about that later. For now, she'd merely bask in the after-glow.