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Celebrity Hypnotist 11 - Part 2/5.
The tip of my member pushed against the back of her throat, which
was impressive. I'd never had so much meat inside a woman's mouth so
quickly before. She gagged slightly, but easily fought it off and got
comfortable with having my cock stuffed into her mouth.
She closed her lips around my cock, applying a little pressure
before she started to bob her head back and forth on my cock. She rolled
her eyes up to look at me, allowing me to take a wonderful photo, then she
rolled the back down and began to slide her tongue up and down along my
erect member, teasing at the head.
Tyra sucked on my cock happily, half-closing her eyes and pulling
back so just the tip remained inside her mouth, then pushing forward and
getting all of my cock down her throat, pressing her lips around the base
of my cock and sucking greedily for awhile before repeating the process.
She did this again and again, alternating between fast strokes and
slow strokes, each time applying pressure with her full, pink lips at the
base before pulling back and sliding her tongue around the head of my
cock.
I moaned happily as I continued to take photos, pushing my hips
back and forth, pushing back and forth in time with the strokes of her
mouth.
She surprised me at one point, sucking hard on my cock and then
pulling away entirely, leaving my saliva-coated cock in the cool breeze.
But then she quickly made up for it, leaning forward and grabbing
my cock in hand, holding it steady as she licked up and down, around and
over the length of my hard, straining shaft. Her supermodel tongue slid
up from the base of my cock, quickly up to the tip, then back again to
the base. She repeated this several times, then took my cock back into
her mouth again.
I couldn't take it any longer, I got a good grip on the camera
with one hand and reached down with the other, sliding my hand through
her silky hair and clutching the back of her head. She began to make
small strokes with her mouth, allowing me to face-fuck her at a good,
steady pace.
I thrust happily into The Supermodel's face, her hands coming
up around my hips and grasping onto my buttocks. As I pushed forward
she gripped my ass and pulled forward, getting all of my cock into her
throat. She made moaning noises, groans escaping past her beautiful,
plump, pink lips, muffled by the fact that I had every inch of my cock
stuffed down her throat.
And then she was pulling away.
I took a few more photos, then lowered my camera's.
"No more?" I asked,"I didn't get to cum."
"I'm just saving it for something," she replied with a grin,
she wiped her mouth and smiled broadly.... happily... sexily. She turned
around and once again got on all fours, presenting her ass to me, then
turning back to look over her shoulder at me.
"Get your ass over here, baby," she laughed,"Take my pussy just
enough to get lubed up, then fuck my ass good!"
"Yes, ma'am!" I replied very quickly.
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The Trial, March 15th, 1999.
----------------------------
"Mr. Henderson," said McKenzie to the extremely large, African
American man who sat in orange, prison issue coveralls,"Please explain
your current situation to the Ladies and Gentlemen of The Jury."
"My current situation," said 'Big Dog', leaning forward with a
smug grin on his brad face,"Is I am serving the eighth year of a ten year
sentence at a New York State Correctional Facility."
"And what were you incarcerated for, Mr. Henderson?" asked Alex
conversationally.
"I was incarcerated for engaging in forms of sex considered by
some to be non-consensual," said Clarence,"That being that I engaged in
intercourse of a sexual nature, and that I was portrayed as the only
willing participant in said intercourse."
"Which is all a pretty way of saying that you were a rapist, isn't
it, Mr. Henderson?"
"Objection, Your Honor," said Donovan, standing up,"I fail to see
the relevance of this line of questioning."
"I'm attempting to get to that, Your Honor," sighed Alex, rolling
his eyes at The Jury, some of whom tittered slightly.
"Get to it soon, then, Mr. McKenzie," replied Judge Calthers
testily,"I won't let this Trial get bogged down in unnecessary testimony."
"Mr. Henderson, were you a rapist?"
Clarence grinned, leaned forward and spoke.
"No... I am."
He then turned and slithered his tongue in and out of his mouth
at a female member of The Jury.
"Mr. Henderson," warned Judge Calthers,"Do anything like that
again and I'll hold you in contempt."
"Whatever," chuckled Clarence, leaning back in the witness booth.
"Explain that statement," said McKenzie to the large prisoner,"That
you are still a rapist."
"What I mean by that statement," replied Clarence, looking up at
the ceiling and idly wagging a finger to and fro,"Is one, that when I am
released, given the opportunity, I will rape other women."
There was a gasp from The Jury.
"You'd do it, knowing you'd go back to jail?" asked McKenzie.
"I wouldn't go back," replied Clarence,"I'll do it smart, you see,
I already shave my body of all it's hair, I'll use a condom to keep my
sperm being tested, tie her hands to keep her from scratching me, where
a hood and mask so I can't be identified. Without evidence, they won't
be able to prove it's me."
"Aren't you worried about revealing all this?" asked Alex,"You
might now make parole."
"I don't give a shit about parole," replied Clarence,"I'll keep
on doing as I feel, and when my sentence is up they gotta let me out, then
once I'm nice and settled in, I'll find some bitch I like, follow her about
for a while till I know her routine, then rape the bitch but good."
"Interesting, Mr. Henderson," said Alex,"Now tell me, you said
that that was one reason you said you are still a rapist, is there another
reason?"
"Yeah," chuckled Clarence,"I'm still raping in jail as well."
"I don't understand? You've raped some of the female guards?"
"Nah man, can't get at the pussy in jail, so you make do with
what you got. Whenever I get the chance, usually in the laundry room
during exercise period, I'll rape one of the guys."
"I see, so you're bisexual?"
"Nope, I just get my rocks off anyway I can, if I can't get pussy,
I'll take a guys ass."
"I see, now, could you tell us about one of these particualr
conquests? The man I'm talking about is, of course, Gary Cole."
"Oh man, he was sweet!" laughed Clarence,"They put him in a cell
with me and I spent a week making friends with him, showing him around
and protecting him. He thought things were gonna be all right, I told him
I was a fan of his show and he figured he'd be all right... that's just
what I wanted, it made raping the bitch for the first time all the more
sweeter."
"So you raped Gary Cole?"
"Oh yeah, he was my bitch, other guys used to call him Mrs. Big
Dog. I fucked his mouth and his ass whenever I could, until he took that
unfortunate spill over the railing."
"Thank you, Mr. Henderson," replied McKenzie,"No further
questions."
Donovan stood up.
"Your Honor, I move Mr. Henderson's testimony be stricken from
the record, it served no purpose, it wasn't even connected to Mr. McKenzie's
client."
"Mr. McKenzie?" asked The Judge.
"It's all part of a point I'm trying to make, Your Honor, the next
two witnesses will make it all the more clear."
"Very well," said Judge Calthers after thinking on it for a few
moments,"But I warn you, Mr. McKenzie, that if it turns out you're just
wasting the Court's time, I will strike all three witness’s testimony
from the record and fine you for wasting the Court's time."
Donovan bit back his disappointment and began his questions.
"Mr. Henderson, did Mr. Cole ever tell you about his exploits
leading to his incarceration?"
"Yeah, the first week when he thought we was friends, he talked
a whole lot."
"Who did he say he had raped?"
Donovan was surprised that Alex didn't object, this could be a
potentially damaging piece of testimony.
"Um, that bitch from X-Files and the ho' from Striptease, and he
tried to get that Lois Lane chick but she fucked him up big time, instead."
"I see, he told you this in his first week in prison?"
"Yeah."
"Did he ever mention not acting alone?"
Again, no objection.
"He used to talk about 'them' alot, said there was this big group
that should have protected him, that that was the reason he signed on. But
the day after he told me that I got on him while he slept and when he woke
up I told him I was gonna show him what those bitches felt... after that
he didn't talk to me much about stuff he'd done before jail."
"No further questions, Your Honor," said Donovan, returning to
his bench.
"You may step down now, Mr. Henderson," said Judge Calthers.
"One last thing, your honor," said Big Dog.
"Hmmm?"
"What's the name of that blonde hottie in The Jury Box?" he asked
with a grin, pointing at Juror number four,"I likes the look of her!"
"Take him away," snapped Judge Calthers angrily.
"See you in a couple of years!" laughed Clarence, pulled away
by the Bailiff,"I'll make you feel real good!"
After things had calmed down somewhat, The Judge asked if The Jury
would like to take a break, to calm down slightly, they replied no and the
Trial continued.
"Call my next witness," said McKenzie,"Warden Alexander Smith."
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1996.
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I grabbed tightly onto Tyra's hips, pulled her ass back against my
hips, pressing the hard tip of my cock into her tightly puckered little
anus. My cock was nice and lubricated from a few fucking strokes into her
wonderfully tight cunt, mixed with KY Jelly which she had thoughtfully
supplied herself (I had told her to be prepared so that she could enjoy
the sex, having decided that she wanted anal sex, she'd lubed up her ass
with KY to make passage nice and slick).
I was no stranger to anal sex, since my first time screwing a
woman's ass (*) I'd taken other opportunity's which had allowed me to
perfect my technique. I knew that no matter how lubricated, you couldn't
just slam your dick hard up her ass and expect her to get off on it. Even
though I'd instructed her to enjoy it like any other fantasy, and had
included my old trick of increasing the body's reactions to natural
endorphins released to offset the discomfort of having something akin to
a ten inch long, three inch wide steel rod up her ass (well, I wasn't quite
that large, but the point was valid).
And so, I slowly and carefully worked my way into her ass, pushing
forward until I had the head of my cock inside of the hot Supermodel's ass,
then pausing to let her get used to it.
"Come on, come on!" moaned Tyra, pushing back with her ass, wanting
more, more MORE!
"You got it, baby," I moaned, pushing forward and parting her
ass-muscles another inch, then another and another. I kept pumping an inch
in, pausing a moment, pumping another inch in, pausing again and then
sliding forward again.
And then I was fully inside of her.
A little over nine inches of my cockmeat, crammed deep inside
of Tyra Bank's hot, buttery asshole. It felt fucking incredible, and
from the sound of Tyra's moans and groans as she arched her back and
ground her firm buttcheeks against my hips, squirming her ass shamelessly
back against me, loving the feel of my rock-hard cock buried deep into
her butt.
I remained still for a little while, getting used to the feeling
of hot female ass around my dick. Then, I gripped her hips tightly and
began to pull backwards, her ass sucking back on my prick, trying to
hold it inside of her. I pulled back to the point of exit, then slowly
slid my meat back inside of her ass, which tugged and sucked eagerly.
I repeated this several times, my face clenched in desire, body
covered in a light sheen of sweat. This wasn't just from fucking such a
nice, tight ass, but also from the fact that it was Tyra Banks I was fucking,
a bona-fide Supermodel, I was fucking Tyra Bank's asshole!
Once I felt that her ass could take it (and that I wouldn't
blow my load doing it) I began to pump my cock in and out of her tightly
clasping butt-hole, thumping against her firm asscheeks with a small, slapping
noise each time, making her nice, firm breasts bounce and jiggle with each
impact of hips against ass.
Tyra moaned low in the back of her throat, an incredible sound
that was both sexual and sensual. She was loving this, apparently she was
one of only a very small percentage of women who not only enjoyed anal
sex, but really got off on it. With each stroke of my hips I was slamming
against her firm, brown asscheeks, my balls slapping against her cuntlips,
my cock pushing in and out of her butt, driving both her and myself wild
with desire.
Her moans began to come faster and faster, and I responded by
ass-fucking the hot Supermodel faster. I grabbed onto her wonderfully
curved hips and began to pump my cock into her tight, sucking asshole with
quick, hard thrusts which made Tyra's hot, sexy body quiver and shake with
not just pleasure, but from the speed and strength of my thrusts into her
all too willing ass.
"Oooooh YES!" she screamed,"That's it!!! FUCK ME!!!! FUCK MY ASS
GOOD! DO IT! FUCK MY BUTT YOU SON OF A BITCH!!!!"
Her body was dripping with sweat, as mine was also beginning to,
which meant that every-time my hips slammed against her firm, rounded
asscheeks the 'smack' noise had been replaced with a wet slapping which
just seemed to add to both of our pleasures.
Tyra's thighs began to quiver from physical and sexual exhaustion,
unable to control her body due to the sexual fire buzzing through her body,
she could barely breath, and she didn't care, her mind was filled with
nothing but desire, over-run by the increased endorphins, nothing but her
pleasure centers were operating.
The sound of her excitement, the feel of her sucking ass and
writhing body squirming about before me just increased my own enjoyment,
and I also let myself be taken up by the desires as I fucked her ass hard
right there on the beach, where it seemed like anyone could come along at
any point (well, it was a private beach, but appearance was everything).
I slammed in and out of her hot, buttery asshole, making Tyra Banks squirm
about, slamming her ass back against my hips, grinding her buttcheeks against
them in an effort to get more of my cock up inside that hot, tight little
butt-hole of hers.
I knew she was on the edge of orgasm now, and went to town on her,
fucking the Supermodel's tight, buttery asshole as hard as was possible
without actually hurting her. I fucked hard against her, slamming my cock
in and out of her ass, making the flesh of her beautiful brown asscheeks
ripple with each stroke, making her large, round breasts sway and bounce
only inches from the hot, white sand.
I rammed my cock hard into her snug, hot asshole as hard as I was
able to, moaning and crying out in pleasure, gripping her quivering,
sweaty and excited body.
Tyra's arms collapsed beneath her, her face collapsing into the
hot sand, her breasts squashing against the sand. She raised her ass up
to get more of my cock into her, I had to shift and change the angle of
my cock, which increased both of our pleasure considerably.
My mind was losing all coherent sense, just hot, intense sexual
noises drowning out any kind of sense. My body was buzzing as if the
circulation had been cut off and finally started flowing again, I could
feel the building sensation of an oncoming orgasm, and knowing that it was
also building in Tyra, considering her moans and shudders, groans and
quivers.
The Supermodel rocked and bucked backwards, grinding her ass
sexily and wantonly back against my hips. I actually threw my head back
and let out a howl of laughter as I slammed my cock in and out of her
butt, burying the full length of my cock hard up her tight, clinging
rectum. She squealed and moaned, her eyes rolling back in her head and
biting her lower lip to keep from screaming out too loudly.
And then her orgasm hit her like a typhoon, smashing through
her body and driving her crazy with desire. Her cunt gripped down tightly
on nothing, her ass squeezing around my cock, which I continued to pump
and fuck her asshole, burying my cock deep inside of her butt.
Tyra gave up trying to restrain her cries of pleasure, opened
her mouth wide and let out a pure scream of animalistic pleasure, squealing
and screaming in ecstasy as her orgasm ripped throughout her sexy Supermodel
body.
"AHHH SHIT YEAH!" I cried out, slamming my cock forward and leaning
up over her body, which applied more pressure and pleasure to her butt-hole,
which drove her wild, and cramming every single inch of my cockmeant
deep inside her tight, sucking asshole,"HERE I FUCKING GO!!!" I cried
and slammed forward, emptying my balls inside of her bowels.
My cock shot stream after stream of sperm deep into her asshole,
pumping cum into her butt. Her asshole clamped down like a vise on my
dick, my swollen member being gripped down on by her tight butt-muscles,
Tyra Banks' hot, tight sphincter being filled with my jism.
Even after I'd finished pumping cum inside of her ass, I made a
few last strokes up into her tight little butt-hole, continuing to fuck
the Supermodel's tight clinging ass as she wound down from her orgasm.
With a moan I leaned back on one hand, keeping my cock buried
up her ass, and grabbed the camera from the sand behind me. I lifted it
up and quickly took several pictures, pictures of my cock pushed up her
ass, pictures of her sweaty, naked body, pictures of her exhausted,
satisfied face, her gaping, juice dripping cunt.
"Oh yeah," I moaned to myself,"Super."
Tyra began to giggle, then she snorted a little, then began to
laugh out loud. I must say, it was slightly comical considering she
had her face pressed against the sand and my cock jammed up inside of
her asshole.
"What's so funny?" I asked.
"That was the corniest fucking line I've ever heard," she giggled,
then snorted again,"Super!"
I stared at her with a look of half-puzzlement, half-amusement,
I too had thought it was a corny line, but hadn't been able to think
of anything smarter to say. After a second, I chuckled myself, and then
began to laugh.
And there we were, on the beach, me with my cock stuffed up her
asshole, the two of us giggling and laughing like school-kids.
Super.
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The Trial - March 15th, 1999.
-----------------------------
"And so what was Mr. Cole's demeanor like?" McKenzie asked Warden
Smith.
The Warden had taken the oath, then basically been asked what his
job was and what it entailed. Now McKenzie was asking him about The
Celebrity Rapist.
"The first day, he was much like most fresh fish.... that's what
the inmates call the new prisoners, nervous, a little panicky. But he
seemed to strike up a friendship with another convicted rapist, Mr.
Clarence Henderson."
"Ahh yes, 'Big Dog', we had a most enlightening testimony from
him just earlier."
Donovan hadn't thought it enlightening at all, in fact he wasn't
at all sure just where McKenzie was going with all this, which had him
worried.
"And after the first week?"
"His demeanor changed."
"How so?"
"He became withdrawn, barely ate a thing during the second week,
took to whispering to himself, jerking away when anyone touched him or
came near him. He was often with Henderson, but didn't seem at all
comfortable with him, in fact, according to one of my guards, he actually
ventured into the G Block and tried to get a prisoner there to beat
up Henderson for him."
"G Block?"
"It's where convicted murderers and other lifers go, the man he
went to see was Justin Wallings."
"The Swastika?"
"Yes, I believe that is how the popular press and the inmates
referred to me."
"In case you don't know, ladies and gentlemen of The Jury," said
McKenzie, turning to The Jury,"Justin Wallings is a serial killer who
murdered thirteen people over thirteen years, each on the anniversary
of the death of Adolph Hitler. They were invariably Jews or African
American's, and when captured it was discovered that he had a
huge swastika carved into his back... they found pieces from each of
the victims in his attic, put up almost like trophies."
McKenzie turned back to Warden Smith,"How did Mr. Wallings reply?"
"He gave Mr. Cole a serious beating, then told him to return
on, and I quote,'Uncle Adolph's Anniversary,' if he still wanted any
help. Mr. Wallings was placed in Solitary for three weeks after that,
Mr. Cole spent a week in the infirmary where his demeanor seemed to
improve, but once he was well again and back in the laundry room, he once
again became withdrawn and aggravated."
"Thank you, Warden Smith, no further questions."
McKenzie sat down.
Donovan stood up, took a moment to look through one of his case
folders, then approached the witness box.
"Warden Smith, last year, did a New York City Police Detective
visit the Prison?"
"Correctional Facility," said Warden Smith, leaning forward and
casting his eyes towards The Jury,"We prefer the term
Correctional Facility."
Donovan sighed,"Very well, Warden Smith, last year, did a New
York City Police Detective visit the Prison?"
"Yes, yes he did."
"Whom did he wish to see?"
"He didn't actually want to see anyone, he asked to look in the
late Mr. Cole's cell, and asked Mr. Henderson a few questions before
looking through the cell."
"And what did he find?" asked Donovan.
"He found a journal hidden in the wall, written by Mr. Cole before
his death."
"And what was the journal called?" asked Donovan.
"On the cover it read,'The Celebrity Rapist Or How Gary Fucked Up."
"I present to the Court, Exhibit 3, The Journal found by Detective
Rob Anderson, sent to me before his death at the hands of his partner,
Dave Hollaway."
The Journal was brought out, handed around to members of the
Jury and then to The Judge.
"Inside are Gary Cole's 'memoirs' in a word, in it he explains how
he raped Demi Moore and Gillian Anderson and attempted to rape Teri Hatcher,
how he was acting for a group called The Organization."
Donovan turned back to Warden Smith.
"Warden Smith, after you learned of Rob Anderson's death, why did
you not reveal to anyone the existence of The Journal?"
"Mr. Anderson had asked me to keep it quiet while he confirmed it's
veracity, and when he didn't get back in touch with me I assumed he'd
discovered it was what I thought it was, the sick, ramblings of a diseased
mind. To tell the truth, I didn't actually discover that Detective
Anderson was dead until Mr. McKenzie approached me to be a witness, and
even then I didn't recognize him as the Detective I'd met until I saw a
picture of him."
"Isn't it standard procedure to file reports on all discoveries
of illegal paraphernalia in a prisoner's cell?" asked Donovan.
"Yes, but it is also standard procedure to co-operate in all
police inquiries, and Detective Anderson asked me to keep it quiet. And
since Mr. Cole was dead, his file had been closed."
Donovan considered briefly whether or not he should pursue this
any further, maybe try and expose Smith as a member of The Organization
as he suspected him to be. He decided against it, there was no point in
badgering a witness whom he was sure McKenzie was using as a filler.
In fact, he wouldn't be surprised if McKenzie wasn't actually
trying to deliberately waste the Court's time, in order to get the last
three witness’s testimony stricken, including any breaks that Donovan
might make as a result.
"No further questions, Your Honor," said Donovan.
"Thank you, Warden Smith," said Judge Calthers,"You may step down."
End Part 2/5
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