Sidar Vice
Copyright© 2025 by RioWriter
Chapter 4
Thriller Sex Story: Chapter 4 - It is a crime story with many taboo sex elements that follows events in a seemingly peaceful town.
Caution: This Thriller Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Mult Blackmail Coercion Consensual Mind Control NonConsensual Rape Reluctant Romantic Heterosexual True Story Crime Military Incest Mother Son Rough Spanking Gang Bang Group Sex Orgy Anal Sex Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism First Facial Fisting Masturbation Squirting Tit-Fucking Voyeurism Big Breasts Public Sex Size Caution Politics Prostitution Violence
During Miriam’s recovery from the accident, the chief of the police department, David Steiner, utilized the situation to the best possible advantage of the investigation. Knowing that the evidence he had would not be enough, he decided to use the tactic of temporarily hiding in plain sight by making Miriam’s recovery the center of his world. He also hoped that this way, Elio would think that he had managed to intimidate David and that he was giving up on the investigation. David, of course, would be lying in wait, hoping Elio would make a mistake, and he would be able to get new evidence. And, of course, he would use that time to devote himself to Miriam and Ingrid fully.
For David, the time he used to fully devote himself to Miriam and Ingrid was a new experience. Spending time at home with Miriam and Ingrid was something he had never experienced before—and he liked it. He experienced the charms of family life. Miriam was successfully recovering, and David doted on her.
Meanwhile, a completely different activity took place at the Teranis’ home.
As expected, after the incident in the beach equipment storage where Nico, alias Mr. X, got what he wanted, he calmed down. He hadn’t contacted Sandra, his mom, for a long time. He felt guilty after he fucked her for doing everything to her for a while. He simply got what he wanted. Even though he knew very well that this was not the end.
After that incident, Sandra had been in her office every night, logged into Skype, waiting for Mr. X to call. Since he didn’t answer, Sandra would go to her room and enjoy sex with her husband. During this time, Sandra and Nino had more sex than they had in the past year.
However, this evening, Nico sent a message: Hey.
Sandra was in her home office, and Nico knew it only too well. As soon as Sandra saw the message, she immediately replied:
Hey, it’s been a while...
Yeah, we haven’t heard from each other since...
Wow, that was ... ha ha.
Yeah, that was great, really exciting. You were even better than I imagined you would be.
They both felt a surge of excitement after exchanging a few messages ... Sandra unconsciously spread her legs, and her hand traveled up her nightgown to her crotch, and Nico got an erection. They continued their messaging.
Well, how are you? Sandra typed.
Nothing new with me. I’m still the same old Mr. X, ha ha.
Do you have a new victim, since you seem to have forgotten about me?
You know you’re not allowed to ask me that. And how are you? How do you satisfy yourself?
Well, since you didn’t answer, my husband got lucky, ha ha.
At that moment, excitement was growing in both the home office and the room at the end of the hall.
Uh, I’m really curious how you fuck him. Do you let him fill your pussy?
Oh, sure. I love it when he fills me.
Mmm, I’d love to see your pussy full of cum when he fills you.
Hmm, well, we can figure something out, but not now; it’s late. Sandra thought for a minute. Let’s say we’re having sex this time tomorrow, and I can come over here and show you on camera how he filled me.
Wow, that would be great. I can’t wait. You’ve really turned me on. Let me see that perfect pussy of yours now. I can’t wait.
Sandra turned on the camera, moved away a little so she was fully in the frame, moved her panties to the side, and spread her pussy with her fingers, opting to continue the messaging.
Can I see your cock?
Here, wait a moment.
Nico camouflaged the background so Sandra wouldn’t notice it was her son’s room on the screen, and then turned on the camera and started jerking off.
While Nico stood in front of the camera and jerked off, Sandra sat in a chair and rubbed her pussy, pushing her fingers deeply into her snatch. She was very horny. With her left hand, she pulled out her huge tit from under her nightgown and sucked her nipple. Nico jerked off faster and faster until jets of sperm spewed from his huge cock. Sandra, as soon as she saw it, immediately went into ecstasy, and a strong orgasm began to flow through her body.
While Sandra was recovering from her orgasm, Nico only wrote briefly: Then it’s arranged for tomorrow. Bye.
The cameras turned off. Nico continued with his hobbies, and Sanda crept into bed and snuggled up to her husband.
David maintained his old habit of walking alone in the city every evening. During these aimless walks through the streets, David thought things through and made decisions. Dressed in an old-fashioned raincoat, he slowly walked with a cloud of red Marlboro smoke hovering around him. This evening, David’s thoughts were somehow different. Normally, he would only think about the current investigation, but this time, there was something else on his mind. David was in love, and the time spent with Miriam and little Ingrid seemed more valuable to him than his police work, to which he had dedicated his life.
He thought about giving up everything, asking for a transfer to some quiet part of the continent where he could live peacefully with the woman he was in love with and with the child who was not his biological daughter but who felt like so much more to him. He liked being in the role of a father, and the thinly veiled hope that perhaps Miriam would become the mother of his own child was hovering in his mind. As he walked down the street, his thoughts were filled with a small house in the country, two children playing in the yard, and seeing himself writing memoirs and crime stories in his free time.
Crime has already deeply penetrated all segments of the legislative branch; let others worry about that. I’ve done my part, David thought as he walked the streets of Sidar. Maybe I should retire, he pondered as he decided to sit in a café with a beer to once again examine his thoughts and perhaps make a final decision.
At this time of year, all the cafés and restaurants were empty. Most of them were closed, and those that were open only had the owners working behind the bar. David entered an empty café. He ordered a beer at the bar, paid with coins, and sat down at the farthest table by the window. He took a sip of beer and opened a new pack of cigarettes. His thoughts returned to Miriam and Ingrid and the visions of a peaceful life.
Looking out the window, he saw two burly young men with shaved heads and dressed in tracksuits walking briskly along the sidewalk. His police instinct suddenly jolted him. It wasn’t without reason, because the two young men had entered the café. David hid, turned his back even more to the entrance and the bar, and picked up the newspaper in front of him. Although he couldn’t see behind him, he honed his senses to listen to what was happening.
One of the young men stood at the door while the other entered the bar and shouted loudly, “It’s Wednesday!”
The café owner bent down and handed him an envelope. The burly, clean-shaven guy opened the envelope, took the bills, and threw the wrapper on the floor.
“This isn’t enough. The boss won’t be happy,” he said.
The café owner tried to justify himself in a low voice, “Well, you see, the café is empty. There’s no one...”
He wasn’t even able to finish his sentence when the burly guy punched him soundly in the stomach. The man let out a scream and collapsed under the bar. David clenched his fists, ready to intervene if needed.
“We’ll come get the rest tomorrow,” one of them shouted, and they both left. When David heard them leaving, he got up, went outside, leaned against the wall, and watched them leave. The henchmen got into a black Volkswagen Touareg, and David immediately memorized the license plate: SDR 42-32.
He went back to the café and came across the man, who meanwhile had managed to get up. “It’s okay, I’m from the police. I saw everything,” David hurried to reassure the battered owner.
The frightened man just stared at him, as if resigned to his fate, knowing that even the police couldn’t stop the local mafia.
“How long has this been going on? He said the boss wasn’t happy. Who is the boss? Tell me!” David demanded.
“You know how long this has been going on ... I’ve never seen the boss. Only these two came; they never mentioned his name, but it’s common knowledge who the boss is. However, for you, these are just insinuations. I know you need facts and proof, and I don’t have that,” the owner answered defeatedly.
“I know. You understand that we cannot take action without proof, but we’re working on it. I advise you to try to pay them off tomorrow and then lie low—maybe close the café temporarily—until this is over. There’s no other option,” David said calmly and left.
In those ten minutes, the decision to retreat and start a different life had been made. David walked towards his apartment full of adrenaline and more determined than ever to confront the gang. As he walked, he muttered to himself, “I’ll finish this, I’ll make this city safe, and then I’ll resign.”
As soon as he entered the apartment, little Ingrid jumped into his arms. “She didn’t want to go to bed until you came home,” Miriam said and added, “Dinner is on the table. Eat while I go put her to bed.”
David sat down at the table and ate quickly. He couldn’t wait to finish dinner so he could light a cigarette. He pushed the plates away and leaned back on the chair at the kitchen table to light a cigarette. Miriam soon exited the room wearing a bathrobe. Her hair was down, and she was smiling as she approached him. As soon as she got close to him, she untied her bathrobe and straddled him. The black lace bra with a tight thong under the open bathrobe made David sigh, “Wow, darling!”
Miriam smiled as she sat on him and swayed slightly while David placed his hands inside the bathrobe on her buttocks. He was careful not to touch the parts of her skin that had scars from the surgery, as they were still overly sensitive.
Her thin body rubbed against his crotch on the kitchen chair, and his gaze was on her small breasts in the lace bra. His trousers became uncomfortably tight, and Miriam felt his erection against her crotch and rubbed against him.
“Honey, are you sure? The doctor said you need to rest,” David murmured worriedly.
“Hey, it’s been longer than the doctor ordered,” Mirim appeased him. Miriam was eager and clearly horny, rocking harder on him. Her hand was trying to unbutton his pants. He moved a little and helped her, and soon his fat cock was out. Miriam raised herself up a little, leaning on her legs, parted her thong, and spread her lips with her fingers. David guided his cock towards her hole. When the head of his cock touched her pussy, Miriam took it in her hand and positioned the head in her hole.
As she lowered her weight onto his cock, David felt it getting harder to enter. Her pussy hadn’t been aroused in a long time, and it had become tighter. David watched as his cock slowly entered her pussy, and Miriam made a pained grimace mixed with pleasure. She went all the way down, and David’s cock was seated completely in her pussy. Miriam sighed, and David felt her pussy expand and adjust to his cock, enveloping him in its wet warmth.
After a few moments of adjustment, Miriam moved back so that only the head of his cock remained in her pussy while David held her by the ass so that she wouldn’t move too far. Then she slowly moved up and forward. She paused for a moment and then thrust herself back onto David’s cock and sighed.
The thin woman repeated these circular movements faster and faster. She sighed and thrust herself into his cock, and David, although twice as heavy as her, had to anchor his feet to the floor so the chair wouldn’t tip over. Miriam sighed with her mouth open. She was consumed by pleasure. After having to wait for such a long time, she wanted to give pleasure to both herself and her partner.
The chair creaked more and more, and Miriam thrust herself onto David’s thick cock harder and harder. David kept everything under control by holding her ass so that his cock wouldn’t fall out, but a part of him also followed Miriam, considering her health condition. However, it was obvious that Miriam had recovered—even if lacking strength. Riding his cock hard was her biggest activity in recent months. Even though she was running out of strength, she wanted to reach an orgasm at all costs.
When her moans became louder and she was riding him very fast, it was obvious that she was approaching orgasm. Then David pressed her against him, and while his cock was deep inside her, he circled his cock inside her wet pussy, and Miriam began to come. Then David released the brakes and filled her pussy with his sperm.
Exhausted, Miriam remained sitting on David’s cock and hugged him.
“Oh, my love, this was great. It seems you really have recovered,” David whispered and kissed her gently.
“I lack strength. I could barely hold on. I thought I wouldn’t be able to hold on anymore until the end. I thought about stopping to change positions, but it felt so good ... as if I had gained some extra strength and held on,” Miriam recounted her thoughts.
“I know, but you still have to take it easy. Your body is still weak. That’s why I need to exercise more often, haha.” David joked, and Miriam barely got up from him, even with his help. The flaccid cock fell out of her pussy, followed by freely flowing sperm.
They went to the shower together and then to bed. Both satisfied, they immediately fell asleep.
David woke up earlier than usual. He was the first to arrive at work at the police station. Normally, he was the last to arrive. He wanted to do some things alone without the presence of his subordinates. It’s not that he didn’t trust them, as he really had no reason to doubt them. However, he was aware that police officers’ work is paid poorly and they are susceptible to corruption.
Over coffee and cigarettes, he first checked who the owner of the black Touareg was and smiled contentedly when the image of the guy who had beaten up the owner in the café came up on the monitor. His name was Leon Volkov. He saved the picture on his cell phone and then called his former colleague, who now worked at the Ministry of Police, one of the few people he still trusted.
“Hello, it’s David.”
“Oh, how did you get there so early? Is there something urgent?” came the voice on the other end of the phone.
“Yes, a few weeks ago I had a case of a car on fire without license plates that we suspect of causing an accident. I had forensics determine the owner using the chassis number, but it got stuck somewhere.”
“Okay, I’ll let you know as soon as I get to the office. Good-bye.”
David stretched and put his legs on the table, planning his next move. He had intended to talk to Valentin Menola, the owner of the hotel where his Miriam worked, who is the son of Elio and Sofia. From the very beginning—ever since the first incident with Sandra—David had thought that Valentin was an honest person who shunned criminal activity and was a responsible employer. Nonetheless, he still wanted to talk with him. David also had a meeting scheduled with Sofi for later that day.
While David was already lighting who knows how many cigarettes, Lieutenant Lentini entered the office. “Oh, you’re already here.” She coughed and continued, “God, everything is full of smoke. You must have smoked two packs already,” she said, opened the windows, and clouds of smoke made their way out. David just laughed, and the lieutenant went to her office.
While David was reading Leon Volkov’s file, his cell phone rang. It was his former colleague on the line. “Hey, I checked. We’ve had the report for weeks. I don’t know why they didn’t send it to you...”
“I know why, but we’re not going to talk about it over the phone,” David replied.
“Okay, we’ll send it through official channels now, and I’ll see where it got stuck. Enjoy!”
After a few moments, the lieutenant entered his office. “They’ve finally sent us the information about the burned car,” she informed him and handed him a freshly printed document that said the owner of the car was “Car Trash Sidar.”
“Great, do you know the owner?”
“Yes, Bruno. We went to school together. He’s stingy, but it’s unlikely he’d be involved in any illegal activities. Let’s go see him!?” the lieutenant said with a question in her voice.
“You stay here. I’ll go alone.” David wanted to do this on his own and didn’t want his officers to know more than they needed to.
He left the office, got into his car, and soon arrived at the auto scrapyard. He parked next to the high metal fence that surrounded it. The large gate, also made of metal wire, was open, and at the very entrance lay a dog, a purebred German shepherd. The dog was so tranquil that it didn’t even react to David. It just looked at him calmly. David stopped next to him and spoke to the animal, “You’re smart, huh? You’ll let me in, but you won’t let me out.”
David entered the yard and opened the door to the container that served as an office.
“Hello, are you the owner?” David asked gruffly.
“Yes, and what may I do for you?” the scrawny man sitting at the makeshift desk asked.
David took out his police badge and said, “Senior Inspector and Chief Steiner, I have a few questions for you.”
Bruno squirmed in his chair, unpleasantly surprised by the police visit. “U-okay, h-here you go.”
“Is your inventory complete, or is there anything missing? Has anything been stolen?” David queried outright.
“Sir, I have every detail recorded, and nothing is missing. I can show you all the information. Even without a warrant, I’m not hiding anything...”
“In that case,” David interrupted, “I’m surprised you didn’t report the car missing. Actually, I’m not surprised because the car that was set on fire is connected to an attempted murder. Of course. I wouldn’t report it missing in that case either.” David bluffed, trying to intimidate the owner of the junkyard.
“B-but mmm-sir, I have everything in order, and every sale is recorded, and every invoice has been issued...” The frightened owner made excuses.
“A white Fiat Tipo, diesel, burned down 2 months ago at the western exit,” David thundered.
Bruno looked at the computer and said, “Well, I sold it. S-see, everything is written in the contract that is here in the binder.” The frightened, scrawny man frantically dug through the papers.
David spoke up, “Bruno, it’s okay, I’m not the tax office, I’m not interested in the papers. Just tell me if this is the person you sold the vehicle to.” David showed him a picture of Leon Volkov.
Bruno got even more scared when he saw the picture. He just nodded and said, “You know, these are very dangerous people...”
“Don’t worry, they won’t know we talked. Okay, that’s it. Thank you for your cooperation, and goodbye.” Bruno walked David to the exit, signaling to the dog that everything was okay. The dog lazily followed David’s movements as he walked out through the wire gate.
David hurried to meet Sofia. As usual, they met in the park, at the very end, on a bench surrounded by trees so that they would be away from the eyes of passersby. He sat on the bench and lit a cigarette, and soon a woman in a coat approached the bench slowly. Just by the way she walked and carried herself, it was clear that this woman was a far cry from being perhaps the most attractive and desirable woman in the town, which she had been until recently. Without makeup and with her hair tied in a ponytail, her plastic face looked ghostly. As soon as she arrived, she sat down on the bench and said, “You don’t have to say anything. I’m aware of how I look.”
David wasted no time, taking out his cell phone and showing a picture of Leon Volkov. “What do you know about this guy?”
Sofia looked at the picture and grimaced. “Ah, that’s one of my husband’s debt collectors. He does his dirty work for him, loan sharking, intimidation, and so on ... They usually meet at the Boss Café.”
“Yeah, that’s what I thought. Do you have any more information for me?” David asked.
“Yes, I have. I have to go with him tomorrow night. I understand he has some kind of deal with the Jetty restaurant.”
“Great, let me know exactly what it was about.”
“I will, but ... My son Valentin, I think, would like to talk to you.”
“Yes, I’ve been planning to talk to him for a long time.”
“You know, he definitely has nothing to do with them. He’s on our side,” Sofia said quietly.
“Okay, I’m going to him now. Take care.”
Followed by a cloud of cigarette smoke, David walked away from the park and headed for the Saturn Hotel.