Part Ten
It was about a month later that I picked up on a story that we had printed. I was now really coming and going when I liked, having a free rein as it were, as long as I was seen to be doing or learning something. A girl had gone missing. Eighteen years of age and lived at home with her parents. She had gone out with her boyfriend and another couple to a disco one evening, and vanished. Her name was Dawn Travers and disappeared from the disco between eleven and midnight, three weeks ago.
Being of the press, I could get access into the local precinct and by hypnotising one of the detectives, was able to read all statements that they had taken. They had started on her boyfriend before the other two who were with them, her parents, the janitor where she lived and all those that they could trace who were at the disco that night. They failed to trace any taxi drivers who might have picked her up and nobody claimed to have seen her leave.
After noting down the names of these interviewed, I began my own interviews, starting with Malcolm Bering junior, the boyfriend. I hypnotised him and learned that in the pressed pack of bodies on the dance floor and what with the strobe lighting, didn't miss her until him and the other two finally met up to find that she was missing. The other two gave me the same story and then I checked with the parents, they had friends round on that evening who didn't leave till well after one o'clock in the morning.
The next was Henry Barnet, the janitor of the block of apartments where the Travers lived. I was invited into his basement apartment where I hypnotised him and started off with the usual questions.
`Did you see Dawn leave the block?' I asked.
`Yes.'
`What time was this?'
`About nine o'clock. She was with her boyfriend and I saw them get into a car that had two others inside.'
`So that was the last time you saw her?'
`No.'
That jolted me. For there was nothing in his statement saying that he'd seen her after leaving for the disco.
`What time was this?' I asked him.
`About eleven thirty.'
`Where?'
`In the disco.'
`You went to the disco? Why?'
`I wanted to have sex with her. I wanted to see her naked body before me and I wanted to fuck her,' he replied.
`How did you get her out of the disco?' I asked, not taking notes because I was recording this and knew I had a scoop on my hands.
`I told her that her father had sent me because her mother had been suddenly taken ill. She couldn't follow me out quick enough. I had the car outside and she got in and we drove off.'
`What happened then?'
`I drove away and when we got to the turn off for our road, I passed it and carried on. When she started to shout that I'd missed the turning, I hit her with my fist. I had to hit her another two times before we were out of the city to where I wanted to go. I pulled off the highway onto a track and a short while after, I stopped and got her out of the car.
She was still crying and begging me to take her home but I grabbed her halter top and pulled it up over her head, knowing that she wasn't wearing a bra. There then was those two big pair of tits that she had been teasing me with for several years now and they were now mine.
I put both of my hands on them and she started to move back, trying to pull herself free but tripped over a branch and fell onto her back. It didn't take long to pull down her skirt and panties at the same time as she tried to twist and turn to stop me. I hit her again before I got my trousers down and fell on her, shoving my prick up inside her.
I held her arms down with mine as I lay full length on her, fucking her and making my dream come true. She tried to bite me and began to scream, so I put my hands to her throat and squeezed to stop her. I held on tight as I began to come inside her wet cavern, grinding myself down as I sent my load up into her, still squeezing her tight. I think she came too as she bucked underneath me until she flopped back like a rag doll. Well and truly fucked by a real man.
I wiped myself on her panties and lay down beside her and started to kiss and play with her tits, but she didn't respond and then I realised that she was dead. I didn't panic. I put my cock away and started to dig a hole next to her body with bits of a tree until it was about two feet deep and rolled her in and threw her clothes in as well before covering her up and smoothing out the ground.'
`Can you describe the place you buried her?' I asked, my mind racing at hearing all this. He went on to tell me roughly where he'd buried her.
`What did you do after you'd buried her?' I asked.
`Got back in the car and drove round to my girl friend's place and took her back to my flat.'
`What time did you pick her up and get to your flat?'
`Between half one and two o'clock.'
`Your girl friend said that you picked her up at eleven and that she stayed the rest of the night with you,' I said, remembering what she had said.
`That's what I told her to say.'
`Thanks very much Mr. Barnet. That concludes this interview,' and I gave the date and time for the record.
I couldn't wait to get back and transcribe what I had down on the tape, but knew that the job was only half done. I went and found Daniel and asked him to find a Polaroid camera and come with me. With him and the camera, I drove out to try and find the spot where Dawn Travers had been buried. I found four sites that could be as it had been described to me and Daniel took a picture of each for me and I noted where each had been taken.
We then went back to the block of flats where Barnet lived and leaving Daniel in the car, went and spoke to Barnet again. I hypnotised him as soon as he saw me in the doorway. For the benefit of the tape that was running, I gave my name, date and time of the interview and showed him the four marked pictures and asked him to identify the place where the girl was buried. He indicated that it was picture B which I confirmed verbally for the tape. I thanked him and broke the spell as I left.
I returned to the car and drove off to Barnet's girlfriend, one Ethel Wightman. Daniel came with me and she let us into her small flat and I told him to stay back a bit so that the tape only picked up Ethel's and my voice. I didn't let him see me put her into a trance as I began to interview her. I spoke for the tape saying that the statement that she'd given to the police as Barnet's alibi, was a pack of lies and that he hadn't picked her up till one in the morning. She admitted this, which was enough for me and I turned off the tape and stood up and took off my T shirt.
Now Ethel, you are going to pull my trousers down and take my cock out.' I already had an erection knowing what I was going to do. You are going to hold my cock first and smile up at me and you are to ignore the flash that you will see.' I said to her. `Daniel. I want you to take several pictures of her with my cock in her hand and her sucking on me. Make sure you get her face clearly doing this.' He came over and knelt down next to me as Ethel went down onto her knees and held my cock close up to her face as he took the first picture. Then a couple more of her sucking on me and the final one was of her with her mouth open and the head of my cock quite close so that he was able to get a good shot of my come flying out of the end and into her open mouth.
Now suck the rest out and lick me clean,' I said to the kneeling woman and found she was quite good at doing this. I pulled my trousers up and put my T shirt back on as she got up too and sat down in an armchair. Now Ethel, you are going to remember that you've sucked on my cock and that you did it of your own free will and enjoyed it,' and I then bent forward and whispered in her ear. `Now blink twice and wake up.' This she did and gave me a smile. I went and sat down opposite her and looked at the pictures that Daniel had taken, him giving me a smirk as he passed them over.
`In a day or two's time Ethel, the police are going to interview you again. This time tell them the truth about the time that your boyfriend picked you up. If you don't tell the truth this time, these pictures will be copied and sent to your friends and relatives, believe me,' I said as I let her see them.
Oh!' she gasped as she saw them. You didn't...you shouldn't...you couldn't...'
`I will if you don't tell them the truth. If you do, I will return these to you,' I said, putting them away in my pocket. We left her looking rather downcast and returned to the car.
David. Let's stop off at the flat,' he said rather hoarsely. Seeing her go down on you has turned me on and I want you to fuck me.'
In spite of only just having come inside a mouth, I felt myself rising up to his request and so that's where I drove to. We went inside and straight into the bedroom where he feverishly pulled all my clothes off before taking his own off and getting out a condom and giving me a quick suck before rolling it down over my now hard shaft.
He was quickly onto the bed where I followed and got behind him to see the lovely cheeks of his arse waiting for me to part them and fill his backside with my throbbing organ. It was a pleasure to enter his tight little hole again, having him squeeze every inch of it as it smoothly slid into him till I could go no further. I nestled his cheeks against my thighs and gave a twitch to my organ which brought a groan from him before I started to move and give him the fuck he was begging for.
Having only come a short while ago, I was able to last over five minutes in my fucking of him before holding his hips tight to ram myself hard at him as I came inside the rubber. He was crooning as I shafted him and also gurgled with delight as I came. There was no protest when I leaned heavily on his back and bore him down onto the bed and began continuing to move myself inside him as he masturbated the bed cover till he came too.
It was two happy bunnies that went back to the Tribune where I told Daniel not to breath a word to anyone about anything we'd done that day. I then collared one of the paper's photographer's and took him out to where I now knew that Dawn Travers was buried. Here I had him take a couple of shots of the site before returning to the paper. While he was getting the photos printed, I transcribed Ethel's statement onto paper and when I had the photos, I went along with these, the tapes and my sheaves of paper to Mr Baines office.
He didn't believe what I had got at first until I played him the tapes and then he went ape shit. He called in my father and our lawyer and the tapes were played again.
Father was over the moon but the lawyer said that we couldn't publish the statements until after the trial of Henry Barnet though references could be made that it was a Tribune reporter that had uncovered the truth. The picture could be published asking if this was the site where the unfortunate girl's body lay, but all that I'd uncovered was to be handed over to the police for them to arrest Barnet and do their own interrogation of him.
Our photographers and reporters were at the site when the police began digging for the body of Dawn Travers and then surrounded the site with a canvas enclosure when they found some remains. The body was then taken to the city morgue where an autopsy was performed and through dental records, proved it was that of the missing girl. It was also said on the report that she had been sexually assaulted before being strangled to death.
Henry Barnet was immediately arrested and charged with her murder and photographed, finger printed and a DNA sample taken for analysis. This latter was objected to by his lawyer when he entered a plea of not guilty on behalf of his client. This was also brought into the prosecution's case that it was positive and the lawyer objected again. Even though the judge had upheld the objection, the jury still heard the result.
I wasn't in court because I was a prosecution witness but wasn't called, for Barnet changed his plea mid trial to guilty.
The bloody annoying part of the whole thing was that I didn't even get to write up the story. This the editor did, though at least he gave me the by-line which I had to settle for, as he wrote it better than I would have done.
The police of course were delighted with what was handed to them and the bastards still tried to claim the credit for catching the rapist and murderer. Mind you, this claim was shot down by the Tribune after sentence had been passed on Barnet. We also had scooped the rival papers and it was a real feather in my cap when the judge said that it was through the diligence of a cub reporter of the Tribune that led the rapist and murderer being brought to trial.
Connie couldn't praise me enough and neither could my family and the rest of them back at Elm Close. They began queuing up to be fucked by me. Connie was first, then Daniel and Freddie and even Gina. She collared me in town and so I took her to Daniel's flat and gave her right rogering as well as plating her and giving her three orgasms that afternoon.
To cap it all, even my old college teacher Linda Turner picked me up one afternoon outside the offices and took me to her place. As soon as we were inside the front door of her bungalow, she had me in her arms giving me a good tongue feeling kiss before breaking off and sending home a baby sitter. Baby? I looked at her left hand and didn't see a wedding ring and got a hollow feeling in my stomach when I saw that the child was about four years old.
`What's the baby's name?' I asked, butterflies in my stomach.
David,' and she saw the look on my face and hurried on, but you're not the father. Same name but he's not yours.' I still wasn't convinced of this for she wouldn't say any more on the subject and it didn't stop me from being led into her bedroom where we kissed again before getting undressed and onto the bed.
`Even better than last time. You've improved David,' she said sleepily after having her first orgasm with me using my tongue, teeth, lips and mouth up between her legs. Giving her a second one when I was stretched out on top and inside of her with my throbbing prick. Her fingers digging into my shoulders as we fucked and there's me hoping that she hadn't left any claw marks for Connie to see. She hadn't and it was a lovely afternoon as far as I was concerned and took her again before we got dressed and she drove me back into the city centre, taking the baby in its own strapped chair in the back.
Even with my coup of the Barnet/Travers affair, I still wasn't really let loose on my own and had to go out with other more experienced reporters. They would let me write the first draft which they then tore to shreds and rewrote the story that would appear in the paper. But I was learning and the more that I wrote, the less was scored out with the thick blue pen of the editor.
Before we knew it, summer was upon us again and it was only two weeks from graduation day for Donald and Vera. It was during my weekly session with Daniel, loving having his tight little arse to fuck which I had just done, that he asked me rather coyly if I would take him down to my summer place for a loving weekend.
`I've got something rather special that I'd like you to see,' he said somewhat enigmatically.
I just finished covering a court case and wanted to write up about it and thought that it would fit in nicely. (Take that pun whichever way you like, though Daniel had his own way of taking it). So I agreed and told Connie that I was going down to our summer place to write my piece and wanted the quietness and solitude to do so. She was a bit peeved but agreed to my going.
Mid afternoon on the Friday, I gave Daniel the wink and we met outside the offices and got into my car and off we went. I didn't bother taking a suitcase, though he had a small bag, and in the small town before our summer place, we stopped off to get food for our stay at the house. Vegetables, milk etc, the perishables we kept to a minimum, getting a ready meal for this first night that just needed heating up in the oven or microwave.
Daniel was delighted when he saw how isolated the four houses were and I told him that mine was one of the middle ones and the others belonged to the other three families. I parked the car and we carried in the groceries and put them on the kitchen table and went into each other's arms and kissed. He could feel that I had an erection and broke off the kiss.
`Go and have a swim while I put these things away and prepare the surprise I've got for you. Give me half an hour and then come back in,' he said, still not giving me a hint as to what he had for me though he knew what I really wanted. So I undressed there in the kitchen and went out naked for that swim. I'd already told him that it was going to be a naked weekend for there wouldn't be anybody else around we were that secluded. I trotted off down the beach and threw myself into the water for my swim. The water was still a bit on the cold side but it didn't take long to get used to it as I ploughed through the water for half a mile before swimming back.
I stayed out that half hour as he had asked and trotted back up to the house and rinsed the sand off my feet at the veranda's edge and picked up a towel and began to dry myself as I walked into the kitchen. The table was laid for two with a pair of candles, unlit at the moment, glasses and a bottle of opened wine ready but no Daniel.
`Daniel? Where are you?' I called out.
`Here in the lounge. I've lit a fire,' he called back and I went through still towelling myself and then dropped the towel in amazement, also getting an instant erection.
There was Daniel, or I should say Danielle, standing by the fireplace wearing a dress, make-up, wig and high heeled shoes, and looked absolutely stunning.
`My God. You look beautiful,' I said, staggered at this transformation from man to woman.
`I can see that you're pleased,' he giggled, looking at my throbbing cock standing out proud in front of me. I quickly moved over and took him into my arms and kissed him, getting to taste lipstick on his lips for the first time. It also felt as though he had breasts for I could feel the lumps on his chest and guessed he was wearing a padded bra. My erection was paining me as it dug into his stomach and I could feel that he had one too underneath his dress.
You want me and I want you,' he said huskily as we broke off the kiss for breath. Here, now please David,' he begged and pulled me towards the sofa where he turned round and lifted up the back hem of his dress and lay forward over the arm. With the dress up to his hips I could now see his backside framed by the suspender belt round his waist holding up the stockings that he was wearing. I couldn't tell from the angle that he was lying if it was indeed a man or woman bending over and waiting to be fucked.
I couldn't wait to look for or bother with a condom but parted the cheeks of his bum and saw the small puckered arsehole that he wanted, and I wanted, to fill with my pulsating piece of flesh. I held his hips, my fingers touching his suspender belt and roughly pushed my cock up into his arse. He gasped at the forced dry entry but gave out a gurgle as my thighs met his and my balls slapped the cheeks of his bum.
God it's turned you on David. You're bigger than ever,' he gasped as I paused to feel the heat of his insides surrounding my cock while his sphincter muscle kept squeezing me tight. Love me and fuck me pleeeease David,' he cried, drawing the word out and so I did just that. My hands kept caressing his hips as I moved myself in and out, revelling in the fact that I was in a kind of heaven in fucking this man/woman beneath me.
My own love juice providing the lubricant for the smooth ride I was getting, loving the tightness of his arsehole. Too soon I was mashing my thighs tight up to his as I came in buckets, or so it seemed, him cooing at each surge of my seed inside him.
I was panting heavily when I'd finished having had the best fuck we'd ever had between us and pulled out and helped him stand up in front of me. I pushed the straps of the dress off his shoulders and let it fall to the floor for me to see him properly from the front of him in this female underwear. It was only the erection sticking out from between his thighs that told me it was a man and not a woman standing before me.
I pushed him backwards so that he fell flat on his back on the sofa, his legs still over the arm, his erection flopping up onto his stomach. I knelt down and pulled this upright and took him into my mouth and gave him the best head I could. His hands could only reach my head and he was running his fingers through my still damp hair as I sucked and tongued him till he came, which wasn't long, and I took it all in and licked him clean when he'd finished.
Now go and wash yourself David,' he said as I sat back onto my heels, he had tears in his eyes, while I get our dinner ready.' I got up in a daze and went upstairs and washed myself before returning down below, not bothering to put any clothes on. Danielle was in the kitchen and the candles had been lit and the wine poured and he was just putting our dinner plates down on the table. He had found a pinny to wear and he really looked like a woman from behind with the ties of the pinny trailing down between those lovely cheeks of his bum.
We sat down opposite each other and he smiled at me as he lifted his glass.
`Thank you for bringing me to this wonderful place David. Your...what do you call it?'
`Our summer place,' I replied lifting my glass up too and they clinked together.
`Can...can I call it by that name too?' he asked in a small voice.
`Yes,' I said, my voice thick.
`Then let us drink to our summer place and may all who come here be as happy as I am to be here with you,' he said, tears in his eyes as we touched glasses again.
I can't remember what it was we ate for that meal and I wondered if I was falling more in love with Danielle than I was with my wife Connie. It was a thought I pushed to the back of my mind as we left the dinner things on the table to go up to bed.
I followed him up the stairs, him still without the dress on and I watched the cheeks of his bum, framed by the suspender belt, move from side to side. Only small movements but enough to start my arousal again and I stroked them as I followed him up to our room. We kissed and mashed our cocks together and broke away panting as he began to take this underwear off.
No,' I said, my voice hoarse. Leave it all on while we make love.' His eyes were shining and I could see that he saw that I was pleased at his dressing up to surprise me and it evidently pleased him too. He got onto the bed and pushed, with some difficulty, his prick between his legs and really did look like a coy woman lying there on the bed. With his cock hidden only letting his pubic hair being shown and what with him wearing this bra as well as the stockings, well, he looked terrific.
I fell on top of him and almost knocked all the breath out of him as he took my full weight, squashing my throbbing prick between our stomachs as we kissed with a real passion. He kept gasping between kisses and so I soon rolled off and told him to move. He didn't quite understand what I meant until I pulled the pillows down the bed next to his hips and plumped them up.
Now he understood and let me help him get his hips settled on top of them so his rear end was up high and his shoulders down on the bed. With there being four pillows his backside was now on a level with my hips and throbbing cock. His legs were splayed out and he watched as I rolled a condom down on my shaft and then moved between his legs and pulled them up so that his ankles were on my shoulders. It creased up his midriff but now we were able to look at each other and I was now going to be able to see the expressions on his face as I entered and fucked him.
He smiled and mouthed a kiss at me as I grasped his thighs as I moved closer and then with the tip of my prick touching his arsehole, pulled him towards me as I moved forward. His eyes went wide as I began to enlarge his backside as I pushed and I saw the slight wince as it reached its expansion limit and then it turned into a smile as the head of my cock slid inside him.
Oh David,' he crooned as I kept pulling him back onto me as my shaft followed the head and filled his back passage. I can now see that you enjoy this,' he gasped as my thighs reached the cheeks of his arse and could go no further, and made him smile as I twitched my cock and felt him squeeze me in turn.
It was lovely to see his sparkling eyes and wide smile as I moved my hips and fucked him. It was an awkward position for him to be in, creased up as he was, bent almost in half with his legs up high against my shoulders while his shoulders were still down on the bed.
With him bent like this, his cock, stiff as a board, was bouncing up and down on his lower chest and I was just able to reach it and masturbate him as I fucked away at his ring piece.
`Oh my God, this is lovely,' he cried, trying to look at my face and at my hand at the same time, to see the eye of his cock wink as I moved it in my hand. I was throbbing inside of him and he was throbbing in my hand as I moved in two different ways.
`I'm coming David, I'm coming,' he cried out and tried to arch his back which was impossible and his sperm suddenly erupted from the eye of his cock, shooting out in several streams up high onto his chest.
Just watching the agony and ecstasy on his face as his semen poured out triggered me to come inside him. That was rather difficult to try and pull him back onto me with one hand as I bucked my hips up to the cheeks of his arse as I came. He said afterwards that I had a look of pure joy and love on my face as I came, but I doubted the love bit, for I would have said pleasure instead.
I didn't stay inside him for I guessed it was rather painful creased up as he was and quickly pulled out to a grimace from him that changed to relief as his legs I let slip from my shoulders to fall down either side of me. His arms opened up as I pulled off the condom and fell forward again, squashing him with my weight, smearing my chest with his coming. We kissed and to help ease him, rolled over onto my back, pulling him so that he was then on top of me.
That was a great fuck David. Being in that position, I felt you touch places you hadn't before and it made me more excited,' he said with much pleasure. And to see your face at the same time, well, it was wonderful and I love you.' He then slithered down my body and took my still reasonably hard cock into his mouth and sucked and cleaned me up. It was a fitting end to our coupling and when he'd finished, he got up and took off that underwear and went and had a shower. I too had to have one and we then lay in each other's arms till we went into a sixty nine position and enjoyed the playing, scratching and sucking on each other till we came. Sleep followed shortly.
We stayed naked all over Saturday and Sunday. Eating, sun-bathing and swimming in the nude. I even got to fuck Daniel out in the sea with the water lapping up round us as I flowed and ebbed in his backside till I came, washing myself in the water afterwards. The only concession to clothing was a pinny for him cooking breakfast and getting dressed up in his female attire for dinner to give me the pleasure of taking the dress off to fuck him wherever it was our pleasure. I think he got a great kick out of this dressing up and wondered if he would be doing this back at the flat in the city.
We did try a new position as the Saturday lunch was being prepared. It was only a cold scratch meal as it was only meant to tide us over till dinner. It was just watching him move about the kitchen and seeing the bare cheeks of his bum move that gave me the urge to stick my dick in between them that I got a steaming hard on again.
I was sitting on a hard back chair and I called him over and he smiled at seeing my cock standing up hard and waiting to be used. He went down onto his knees and took me into his hot mouth and began to tease me with his teeth and tongue, but I had another place in mind that I wanted to put it. I pulled him up and closer to me very hard, making him open his legs to straddle mine as I sat on the chair.
`Now sit down,' I said, my voice quite husky and I saw his eyes light up as though a light had just been switched on in his mind. He felt my hand move between us and the tip of my cock brush his bum as I held it upright and he licked his lips and slowly lowered himself down onto my upstanding prick, wincing at the entry but that turned to smiles as the head slipped in and he sank down, taking it all up into his arse till he was astride of me with my cock fully up inside him.
`Now this is togetherness,' he said as his arms were now round my neck and they tightened as he kissed me. My arms round his back pulling him closer so that our chests met and it was like this that we were able to kiss as he slowly eased his body up and down as he rode my prick. Which at the same time was using our bodies to masturbate him and we both came at the same time. He cried out in delight at this new way of fucking saying that he loved doing it when we could kiss at the same time.
He lifted himself off me so that I could wash myself at the kitchen sink and he then went and licked his own coming off my chest while I, afterwards, went down and sucked out what was left inside his wilting cock.
It was a lovely weekend of male sex and it was with regret that we both went back to the city on the Monday morning, back to work.