Strasbourg. Impasse des Orpailleurs. Dusk bites hard. Curfew at 18:00. I walk Schisserla, my Yorkie bitch. Little trotter sniffs shadows. Laughter erupts from next door. Bar à Tin below, dark gut empty. Music thumps. Duck dances? Canards? Neighbors party hard. COVID be damned.
Raymond called cops. ‘Calm them fuckers.’ I nod. Worry gnaws. But thrill sparks. Secret me stirs. Daytime granny. Night? Predator. Strong. Independent. Pussy clenches. Hear husband drone TV. Slip out. Dog leash tight. Want show.
The Mutation
Sirens whisper distant. Schisserla freezes. Whaf! Head snaps up. I follow. Rooftop silhouette. Naked man. Rappels facade. Gutter creaks. Ass flexes. Balls swing heavy. Cock sheathed in rubber, half-hard. Lands soft. Stumbles.
Recognize. Henri Pathoux-Laijours. TV preacher. Anti-gay rants. Family man drone. Hypocrite. Naked. Mine. Mask drops. Granny gone. Heroine rises. Heart pounds city rhythm. Adrenaline floods veins. Grab wrist. Slam wall. Shadows swallow us. ‘Shut mouth, preacher.’ Hand clamps jaw. Eyes bulge. Terror? Lust.
Push knee thighs. Grind hips. Feel heat. My skirt hikes. No panties. Wet for conquest. Force knees. He drops. Obedient. Rip panties side. Shove face cunt. ‘Lick, sinner. Taste power.’ Tongue dives. Sloppy. Desperate. Clit throbs. Fingers tangle hair. Ride face brutal. Nose buries folds. Juices smear chin. Moan escapes. Control mine.
The Exploit
City pulses. Police boots echo stairwell. Doors crash. Shouts. Orgy busted. But here? My mission. Flip him. Wall brace. Yank rubber off. Cock springs. Thick. Veiny. Grab balls. Squeeze. ‘Fuck me hard. Earn mercy.’ Guide tip slit. Slam down. Stretch fills. Brutal thrust. Hips piston. Alley reeks sex. Sweat. Musk. Stars burst. Power surges. Dominate. Break him.
Climax builds. Vagina grips vise. Milk shaft. He grunts. Begs. ‘Cum inside? No. Pull out.’ Edge him. Deny. My orgasm rips. Waves crash. Scream muffled. Body shakes. Victory. Push away. He slumps. Cock spurts pavement.
Sirens close. Boots pound. Schisserla whafs. Pisses his feet. Golden shame. I straighten skirt. Innocent granny. Smile cop. ‘Caught spider-man?’ Walk home. Raymond yawns. ‘All good?’ Kiss cheek. Secret burns. Stronger. Unbreakable. Tomorrow? Heroine again. They sleep. I rule shadows.