Chapter 31 – Cumshot Mugshot
Friday – October 20, 2023
Ash
Angel and Diablo escorted us down the hall to some offices. There were a few cubicles, but it was really more of a lounge. And it had a beautiful view of the NYC skyline.
I sat down on a couch with Dr. Lyons while Tyrese set up his film equipment. Tyrese showed another prisoner how to hold a boom mic while he went behind the camera.
“Congrats on your engagement,” said Angel. “Officer Ironside, were you surprised when Ash decided to marry you?”
What is happening right now? Were they performing some kind of weird exit interview?
“Honestly, yes,” said Dr. Lyons. “I was under the impression that she and Tanner were an item.”
“So you were pretty shocked when she chose to kill him, then?”
“Absolutely. But I was more surprised by who she chose to kiss.”
Why was Dr. Lyons so surprised? Was he secretly racist? Wait, no. It was probably because he’d believed the rumors that I was.
“Speaking of that kiss…” said Diablo. “There is one more item of business before we fi nish up. The game is Fuck, Marry, Kill.” He turned to me. “And you did none of the three. Now, I’m reasonable, so I wouldn’t ask you to do all of them…but I think we should aim for at least one out of three. And since you obviously can’t murder anyone...that leaves two options.”
Say what now?
“Option A: You can get married right here. Angel is actually an ordained minister, so it will all be legit.
I’m sorry. I repeat. SAY WHAT NOW?
“Or Option B: You can fuck.”
Oh shit.
“I’m happy to explore marriage in the future,” said Dr. Lyons. “But I think for now...option B.”
I should have known they wouldn’t let me get away with just a kiss.
Diablo lifted his hand for a high five. “My man. Good choice.”
“Ash?” asked Angel.
Well, it was kind of him to ask, I guess. “Ummm…yeah, option B.” This was awkward AF. But I had to fuck people to free Tanner. And Dr. Lyons seemed like a good option. “But can we please stop filming?”
Diablo looked confused. “You sure? I bet this would win an Onyxie.”
“I’m sure.”
Diablo seemed so disappointed. “Fine.”
I turned back toward Dr. Lyons. Well, here goes nothing. I closed my eyes and pictured Tanner being in front of me. And then I leaned forward and kissed him. He grabbed the back of my head to deepen the kiss. It was baby making time!
“Wait, wait, wait,” said Diablo.
I pulled back and opened my eyes.
“If we’re not gonna film this, then I think we need more interviews to really build the tension.”
Um...okay.
“Good idea,” said Angel. “Dr. Lyons, please come with me.”
Dr. Lyons let go of the back of my head. He went through a door with Tyrese and the prisoner holding the boom mic.
Diablo smiled at me.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” I asked.
“I just thought it was sweet of you to give him a kiss before the fun begins.”
“I mean...that’s usually how these things start.” Had Diablo never been kissed?
“You always give your fiancé a kiss before you cheat on him? Good to know.”
Huh? What the heck is he talking about?
He pressed an intercom button. “Come on in.”
Orlando Jackson walked into the room in his orange prison jumpsuit.
“Hey man, good news. We told Ash and Officer Ironside that they could either get married or have Ash fuck you, and they both said she should fuck you.”
My eyes grew round. Oh . Because I’d chosen him in the game?
Orlando gave me a cocky smile. “You have good taste.” He unbuttoned his orange jumpsuit and stepped out of it. And I couldn’t look away. He had sooooo many muscles. But still…not as many veins as he did in Rob’s VR. He was just in a pair of white boxer briefs. The outline of his erect cock was very visible. “Nice to officially meet you,” he said and stuck his hand out for me to shake.
I reached out and shook his hand. But for some reason my wrist went completely limp. That happened sometimes when I was nervous. It was like making someone shake a handful of overcooked spaghetti. Sorry, sir.
“So are you a big fan of his?” asked Diablo.
Ever since Rob’s VR prank...yes. “Who isn’t?”
“Well I guess it’s your lucky day then. Let’s get to it.”
Orlando pulled off his boxers. His massive cock sprung free. It was pointing right at me like I was some kind of target.
I laughed awkwardly and put my hand over my eyes so I wouldn’t be staring. But then I stole another peek.
“What do you think?” asked Diablo. “Are you an even bigger fan now?”
Bigger was definitely a good word choice here. I stole another glance at it and then looked back at the door where Dr. Lyons had gone. He was nowhere in sight.
But he didn’t really matter in this scenario anyway.
What mattered was that I needed to find my lesser true love and set Tanner free. Or at least make a baby in the process.
Orlando’s gigantic penis was perfect for both of those things. And as an added bonus, he was black, so he’d give me the black baby of Tanner’s dreams .
Let’s do this thing.
I dropped to my knees, closed my eyes so I could pretend like it was Tanner, and took his huge cock into my mouth.
Diablo laughed. “I guess that’s a yes for being an even bigger fan now.”
I tried to ignore him and focused on the task at hand. I kept sucking, but he was so fucking big. I imagined it was Tanner and took his beautiful cock into my throat.
Orlando groaned.
“Damn,” said Diablo. “You’re really sucking that thing like a pro. How often do you and Officer Ironside fuck?”
I pulled back and looked at Diablo as I kept stroking. “Never.”
“Wait, seriously? You’ve never fucked your fiancé?”
“Nope.” I turned back to the cock in my hand. Ah! It surprised me for a second to see Orlando rather than Tanner staring down at me.
“So I’m gonna fuck you before your fiancé does?” he asked. “That feels messed up. Should we let him go first?”
I slapped his leg. He was so muscular that it actually hurt my hand a little. “You think I’m just gonna bend over and let you two double team me? What kind of a girl do you think I am?” Although now that I’d mentioned it…I didn’t hate that idea. It wasn’t my fault. My hormones were going crazy right now. I needed this baby. And I needed to be plowed even more. Would it really be so bad to double my chances of banging my lesser true love ?
“I mean…you didn’t hesitate to start sucking my cock.”
“He’s calling you a slut,” said Diablo.
“But I’m wearing such an innocent little sundress.” I gestured down to my cute green dress.
“Not for long.” Orlando grabbed my hand and helped me to my feet. Then he spun me around and slowly unzipped my dress. He was surprisingly gentle for such a gigantic man. He slid my straps to the side and let my dress slip off my breasts.
“Damn Ash,” Diablo groaned. “You’ve got some great tits. Can you give me a little jiggle?”
I felt so exposed. But...I also kind of loved it. Spending so much time with Tanner had really given me a confidence boost. He worshipped my body every day. And I felt more confident than ever.
Orlando reached out and squeezed my breasts. Then his hands trailed down my stomach and hooked into the straps of my thong. He slid it down my legs.
For just a moment, I felt like I should cover myself. But that thought went out the window when he effortlessly picked me up. He put me on my back and placed his hands on my knees, spreading my legs for him.
I thought he was just going to thrust into me. But instead he lowered his face between my thighs and placed a long stroke against my wetness.
God.
And then he started eating my pussy like he was starving. I arched my hips up to his face and he pushed on my knees to keep me in place. He wasn’t as good at it as Tanner, but it was still amazing .
I moaned and tossed my head back. Oh shit! I’m gonna come. And probably squirt everywhere. No! I grabbed the sides of his face. “I want you inside of me. Now.”
“You sure you’re ready for it?” asked Diablo. “That’s a pretty big cock.”
I nodded. “I need it. Please fuck me.” I loved Tanner’s tongue. And his fingers. But I needed his thick cock inside of me. And since I couldn’t have his…Orlando’s would have to do. I felt like I was going to explode if Orlando didn’t explode in me.
He placed one last stroke against my wetness.
My body shivered, but I somehow regained control and narrowly avoided coming.
Orlando stood up, towering above me. His cock was inches away from me. I’m finally going to get some dick! And what a dick it is. It was still glistening from my saliva. And it was so fucking thick. No, Orlando’s muscles weren’t as veiny as Rob’s VR depicted him, but his cock sure was.
Orlando stroked his massive erection as he stared down at me. “Are you ready for this?”
I’d never been more ready. I nodded.
I should have closed my eyes and pictured Tanner on top of me. But I couldn’t take my eyes off of his thick shaft as it slowly disappeared inside of me.
OH MY GOD. I’d never felt anything like it. Joe was so small. I never knew sex was supposed to feel like this. Like I was completely full yet dying for more at the same time.
“How does that dick feel?” asked Diablo.
I moaned. “So good.”
“Is he stretching you wide, baby? ”
I moaned again.
He was so big it almost hurt. In the best way possible. God I couldn’t wait to fuck Tanner.
I grabbed Orlando’s muscular ass and tried to get him to increase the pace.
“I think she wants you to go faster,” said Diablo.
“Like this?” Orlando grabbed my hips and increased his pace.
“Faster,” I moaned.
Every beautiful muscle in his body tensed as he kept going faster and faster. Each thrust felt better than the last.
“You want to ride my cock?” he asked.
“Yes!” I screamed. But honestly I barely even heard his words. I felt like I was in heaven.
He slowly pulled out of me and lay down on the couch. I straddled his waist and grabbed his cock, guiding him back inside of me.
God yes.
And then I looked over Orlando’s shoulder and locked eyes with Dr. Lyons. FUCK!
Orlando groaned. “Just like that. Grip my cock.”
I wasn’t purposely being great at sex right now! I stared in horror at Dr. Lyons. He was peering through a window next to the door he’d gone through. Ah! I tried to jump up, but Orlando’s strong hands kept my hips in place.
“Stop! My fiancé can see!”
“Nah, that’s two-way glass,” said Diablo. “We can see him, but he can’t see us. Which is a real shame, because your tits look amazing when they bounce. He’s really missing a good show. ”
Orlando gave me a big thrust, making my tits bounce everywhere. I grabbed hold of the girls to make them stop flying about.
“Damn, it’s hot when you grab your tits,” said Orlando.
“Yeah? You like that?” I squeezed on my boobs more and then sucked on my index finger. Ah! No! What am I doing?! Getting fucked while Diablo and possibly Dr. Lyons watched was messing with my head.
“Hot damn,” said Diablo. “You sure you don’t want something else in your mouth?”
No, I was not sure at all. I desperately wanted dick. All the dick. I looked down at the erection pressing against the front of Diablo’s orange jumpsuit. “No! That’s so slutty.”
Orlando’s fingertips dug into my skin as he moved my hips faster.
Or maybe it wasn’t that slutty...
Diablo grinned. “Maybe you just need a closer look at your fiancé.”
What did that have to do with anything?
Orlando stood up with himself still buried inside of me and carried me over to the window. And then he put me down and started thrusting into me again.
I pressed my hands against the glass and stared at Dr. Lyons staring back at me. Could he seriously not see me? Because he was really looking through the window. He was cupping his hands around his eyes. And putting his hand above his eyes like a visor to get a better look .
And something about him maybe watching just made me even that much hornier. I pressed my palms against the glass, matching Orlando’s thrusts.
Dr. Lyons started banging on the glass and I jumped.
Orlando groaned.
It was like Dr. Lyons was staring into my soul.
“I really think he can see us! Maybe we should let him out...”
“It’s too late,” said Orlando. “I’m about to cum.”
“Damn,” said Diablo. “Don’t worry, Ash. I’ll send your fiancé into the showers in a few minutes so you can make it up to him.”
“Where do you want it?” asked Orlando as he slammed into me.
I could barely even think straight.
“I bet Officer Ironside would say anywhere but her inside of her,” said Diablo.
Orlando gripped my hips harder. “Good thing it’s not up to him. What do you think, Ash? You want me to fill your greedy little pussy with a load of cum?”
Fuck yes! Wait. No! Now that I was about to get pregnant, I was freaking out. Would my pussy ever be the same again? Taking this huge dick was hard enough. What about a baby’s head?! “I want it all over me,” I said. I needed more time to think this baby thing through.
He gave me one more big thrust before pulling out.
God that had felt so good. I got down on my knees and pushed my breasts together. I looked up at him and smiled. Drench me, Daddy .
He started stroking himself faster and then a huge cumshot hit me right in the face.
Ah it’s so tasty! I opened my mouth wide for more cookies.
“Oh shit,” said Diablo. “I thought you were gonna cum on her tits, but that was way better.”
“Nah.” Orlando kept stroking himself. “I could tell she wanted to taste it.” He filled my mouth with one more shot.
Wait, I want more! I leaned forward and sucked every bit right off his cock. Delicious. I pulled back and smiled. I could feel Orlando’s cum dripping down my chin. It was so yummy but so sticky. “Can I have a towel please?”
“Sure,” said Diablo. “I’ve got one over here.”
I got up and followed him. He handed me something. But it wasn’t a towel. It was more of a...placard? And then there was a blinding white light. Ah!
“Turn to the side,” said Diablo.
Huh? I turned.
There was another blinding white light.
“And one more with a smile.”
I smiled and the blinding white light appeared again. What was that? I blinked several times until I could see again and then looked down at the placard. It read: ASH COOPER in big bold letters. Below that it said: Height: 5'2. Cock Taken: 12". Crime: Cheating with big black cock.
“That’s gotta be the hottest mugshot ever,” said Diablo. He showed me the picture. Cum was dripping down my chin. Damn it! Why had I smiled so big? # CumshotMugshot. No! Why am I hashtagging this?! “Ah! No! Delete it!”
“But don’t you want everyone to see proof that you aren’t racist? One little video of a kiss in the courtroom isn’t going to cut it. And you didn’t let me film what you just did with Orlando. But this is the proof. And it’ll be the perfect final frame for a gif.”
He was kinda right… About the proof thing. Not the perfect gif thing. It was a horrible gif! And now that it was a gif, it was automatically on the Society servers or something. I shook my head. “You’re such a bad boy!”
He stepped forward like that meant I was about to take his cock next.
I put my hand on his chest. I needed time to think things through. “Where are the showers?” I needed to clean up. I couldn’t risk asking him for another towel and him making me grab something else weird.
“Right through there,” said Diablo. “And I’ll be sure to send Dr. Lyons in once we’re done with his interview.”
I grabbed my dress and thong off the floor and sprinted toward the showers.