Chapter 26

Meanwhile, the two thugs who had attempted to beat up Tyrone and his mother were providing considerable entertainment to the local police! Amy, hovering nearby, shifted from one to another, causing them to inexplicably release clues regarding their employer and his employer a bit at a time. The police would take a piece from one of them and wave it in front of the other and that would allow them to tease a piece out of him to take back to the first. At the end of three hours, they had pieced together a full confession! The two detectives took it to their captain, but he’d apparently already gotten a call from on high.

“This guy they’re accusing is a local mover and shaker,” the captain told the pair. “We can’t drag him in based on the word of a couple of low-lifes. Let’s get them arraigned and leave things as they are.”

The two detectives, who were honest cops, didn’t like what they were hearing. Unfortunately, they had no choice in the matter. But private investigator Aubrey Brown was outside the precinct when they came out.

“So? I don’t see you rushing off to arrest anyone,” Aubrey prodded.

“No.” The cop he’d spoken with before looked disgruntled. “Apparently, the guy they fingered isn’t someone the chief wants investigated.”

“I hate to say I told you so.” Aubrey eyed him. “I don’t suppose you could let the report slip out into my hands for later use?”

“I don’t want to hear this!” the cop’s partner announced, walking off.

The cop grimaced. “I might, if...”

“If you wouldn’t get stomped as a whistle-blower?” Aubrey finished for him.

“Yeah.”

“Depending on who comes out of the woodwork when this goes down, there could be a few senior-level vacancies at the police department,” Aubrey noted.

“But you’re not guaranteeing anything,” the cop replied.

“If I did, it would be bribery,” Aubrey noted. “If I don’t, it’s you doing your civic duty.”

“Yeah.” The cop studied the ground, his eyes hooded. “This should turn up on tomorrow’s arrest report. If it doesn’t, I’ll forward you a copy. Maybe you can get me a request under the Freedom of Information Act to cover my ass?”

“You bet,” Aubrey grinned. “I’ll see you tomorrow. Go out for coffee at your usual place – I’m buying.”

“Sounds like a plan!” The pair shook hands.

~#####~ Amy returned to the clubhouse, and Tyrone and his mother arrived separately. “Momma, Marcel has had a shock and he needs to cuddle up to somebody,” Tyrone told Velma. Velma nodded and collected Marcel from Tabitha. Marcel’s balls were totally empty, but he still needed a cuddle. “Oh, and he needs to be real sure you’re not a guy,” Tyrone added, “so don’t freak if he checks to make sure.”

Velma eyed Marcel. “What happened, Honey?”

“I, uh, met this hot chick who had, well...” Marcel sheepishly measured out several inches between his hands.

“Uh huh.” Velma took this in but didn’t seem to know how to process it.

“It was ... scary,” Marcel amplified.

“Oh, okay.” Velma turned her attention to her son.

Tyrone grinned. “You probably ought to make sure Marcel knows for sure,” Tyrone told her, grinning. “If I know Tabitha, he’s drained dry – but there’s always tomorrow. Find a bedroom and get some sleep. We’re not going home for a couple of days.”

Velma, being thoroughly under Tyrone’s control, merely nodded and said, “Come on, Honey. Let’s find a place to sleep,” tugging Marcel off. Marcel raised his eyebrows, but allowed himself to be led away.

“Baby! Baby! Fuck! Fuck!” Iris was delirious, her heels hooking the back of Jeffrey’s thighs to make sure he didn’t go anywhere while he pounded away, slamming a surprising length of hard cock into her quivering depths. Jeffrey was on thirds, and had been going for a good fifteen minutes ... Iris’ initial impression said the narrow, freckled boy was seriously nerdy, but the cock that was already deployed as he eyed her hungrily said that was irrelevant to the current situation. When he came forward into her arms and laid that hot iron bar along her belly, there was no question in her mind regarding his ability to deliver hot sex. He was all over her, rubbing her here and there clumsily, and Iris enjoyed it, rather than reacting the way society as a whole would expect her to. After a moment, she looked up and Toby was gone, so she murmured, “I bet you’re about to explode.”

Jeffrey gathered himself. “Yes,” he agreed, backing off a bit.

“Guys your age generally are, especially the first time. It’s the excitement, and the unknown and the pleasure. Let me fix it so we can go at things a little less wildly.”

“Okay...” Jeffrey wasn’t certain what she had in mind; it seemed like she was pushing him to back off. Had he screwed things up already? But Flower went to her knees, grabbed his cock and rolled her lips over the tip ... And Jeffrey’s eyes bugged out, his brain turned flip-flops and his cock swelled and erupted before he could do anything but groan – and it KEPT erupting, again and again!

“MMMMMMM!!!” Iris hummed around his cock as it fired blast after blast into her mouth. Somehow, cum from a guy his age was almost invariably sweet.

When his cock had settled down some and was apparently empty but still pulsing, Jeffrey got control over himself and muttered, “Sorry!” apologetically.

“You did nothing wrong,” Iris assured him. “I expected that. That’s what I WANTED to happen, although whether a fat old woman like me was going to excite you enough for you to get off right away or not was something I really wasn’t sure about. I was gonna suck you until you came, anyway.”

“Why?” Jeffrey asked.

“Because it needed doing so you could get a grip,” Iris replied blandly. “Now we can move on at a more leisurely pace. Guys your age are always in a hurry to get that first one out, especially until you’ve had a few women. The excitement is just overwhelming. A lot of you get to be ashamed over it, but there’s no reason, since there’s no question that you have a second load in there. See?” She jacked him a bit and he was as firm as ever. “You just work through it. A good girlfriend will understand and do what I just did. Or, she won’t get upset when you pour little wigglers in her – she’ll just wait for you to start moving again, knowing that you’re gonna last longer the second time. A NEW girl probably won’t know those things, so YOU need to – and now you do.” Standing, she backed up, still holding his cock. “Let’s see what the bed feels like.”

The plan was for Iris to bring Jeffrey in for a little gentle exploration before Round Two, but something went astray. Not wrong, particularly, just differently than anticipated. Iris arranged herself on the bed on her back with her knees up without ever releasing Jeffrey’s cock and when he crawled atop her, she forgot to redirect it, placing it at the entrance to her portal without thought. Jeffrey powered forward and Iris let go in order to let him, gasping, “Oh, Baby!” as his cock entered her – and they were off!

Even fresh off an orgasm, Jeffrey only lasted a couple of minutes – but that was PLENTY of time to reduce Iris to a bundle of overloaded nerve-endings, having surged through orgasm twice! As he shuttled in her after his first cum in a real, live pussy, enjoying the amazing feel of it and the aftereffects of his climax, he realized that his cock STILL wasn’t going down, so when things had attenuated a bit, he resumed his stroke. Upon his initial entry, he’d gone nuts and pounded away in Iris like a mad rabbit – and Iris hadn’t complained – but having felt the result of executing a slower stroke, he moderated things. It was better for both of them. ‘I can do this for about a week, I think,’ shot through Jeffrey’s mind. It was just incredible, and he wanted to go on and on and on ... Jeffrey wasn’t going to learn advanced seduction on this occasion. Things had gone out of control early, and Iris didn’t have it in her to stop him so they could fool around with the preliminaries when he was ALREADY deep into the main event! Iris didn’t have the bandwidth to back off and get control, anyway. Jeffrey was ironing her insides, hitting every little nerve ending – ESPECIALLY her ‘G’-spot! Jeffrey was in control; Iris could do nothing but react to his attack, welcoming it again and again! But he was CERTAINLY mastering the basics, so it really didn’t matter.