Withered Passions – An Untold Love Story

“Touch me everywhere James ohhhh! Like that yes! Yes! Shit… Take off your panties baby,” she commanded with the urge in her voice to rip him off his penis entirely. She charged and seized his cock, gulped in her mouth and played her tongue over the cap in excited manner. James moved his legs feverishly and with an influx of common sense, he dipped his dick further in her mouth in a nonsensical manner.

She chocked and spat the huge accumulation of spit mixed with semen over his cock. The slime flowed down smoothly like melting glacier and her pussy was ready for the show. She climbed over and inserted his dick into her vagina neatly. Her busty butts clapped even against his testicles as she fucked with yells of excitement.

The van shook with the impatience to get to orgasm and her voice echoed throughout the street corridors and neighborhood. The joy was ample and at the same time, they whooped in releasing the sweet sensation that hid in some parts around their waists. “Love ya babe…Oh shit you’re good…” She blushed squeezing her forehead to ease the tension somehow.

Her pussy was still stuck on his dick and the remainder of it all leaked out from the sides of her pussy with his dick still stuck in her furry pink pussy. She threw herself over his chest and with breaths of excitement; they managed to whisper in the almost dark van. “I love you too honey…give me your hand…”

James commanded and she complied with eyes lurked in the dark reflecting the light from the street lamps. “Once we’re out of here finally, I’ll marry you in some place where we’ll be just two.” He added with the persistent breathing. “I see that… How about you getting married here and now huh Gabriella…you’re nothing but a slot.

Now get down both of you and Hey…put your hands where I can see them…good.” Federico cut in cutely as though he just appeared on the window. The looks on their faces turned pale at once and from the look in their eyes, one could determine the speed of their heart beats. Federico ushered them both out of the van. They followed him with their clothes bundled on their genitals. Federico watched her butts wag from side to side with fascination, “You’re goddamn finished man Osmond…” The BMW ignited and squealed off with smoky screeching tires…

The moonlight flashed in the narrow corridor faintly with the shadow of two in contact wriggling with sizzling romance. The lady hung one leg up hinged over the man’s arm and her pussy soaked his swollen panties with fresh oils from within that reflected the light that shone partly on their bodies. “Fuck me Castillo! Fuck me deep in my pussy.” The lady commanded.

The man hurriedly removed his panties and flipped his penis inside her vagina. “Oh si…Yes Carlos…Fuck me harder Fuck!” she moaned giving him the one legged dance of ecstasy while he vibrated vigorously. “Gabriella love me…love me come on fuck my dick.” Carlos ordered. “Oh yes babe I’ll fuck you ah! Ah! Ahhh! Yes I’m coming Carlos,” Gabriella moaned and vibrated equally.

He lifted her fully with both thighs hinged on his wrist and she jumped feverishly over his dick with moans of excitement. “Excuse me monsieur Carlos, Raymond’s on the phone for ya.” Someone said emerging from the dark. He was tall and well built with dark hair that faded in the dark corridor. His accent was purely American under a strong base. He bowed politely as in implying he was sorry to interrupt. “Oh shit why can’t you knock Osmond?”

Carlos grumbled as he whooped in excited ecstasy. He dropped Gabriella down like a bag of potatoes and adjusted his pant which was tied around his knees then stepped forward to the young man, “What does he say he wants again?” He asked with a gruff voice. “He said he’d like to parley with you alone Monsieur Carlos.” Osmond replied politely. “Get me to that goddamn telephone,” He murmured as they both trailed away and faded in the dark.

Gabriella remained on the ground panting in her desolate dishonour, her busty round butts reflected the little light that fell upon it and her cute fleshy thighs snaked around each other. She breathed in interrupted dissatisfaction and the only remedy was to continue the excitement all by herself. She slipped a hand in between her thighs and played with her clitoris as she togged her body with moans of excitement.

She opened her legs at equal extremes and her hand vibrated over her clitoris increasingly. There was no way to stopping her moment of complete excitement, Osmond watched her fuck herself under the partial light like a guard and he did not offer a word to interfere.

When she whooped finally and realized he’d been standing there all along, she wrestled to her feet and grabbed her clothes and then wrapped around her body to cover the shame. “Monsieur Carlos would see you now Madam…if there’s anything you’d want for me to do, I’ll be at the parking lobby.” Osmond said cutely.

She did not utter a ward as she drifted off shyly and disappeared in the dark. Osmond watched her busty firm butts shake in excited styles from one corner of her thigh to the other and the open gap between her thighs just beneath her butts swelled with hair that filtered the light that shone through. He could identify tiny boluses of semen entangled among the hair mesh as she faded away…

Carlos’ suit fitted perfectly and he stood before a huge portrait of an old bearded bald man probably drawn by some renowned artist. His glass glittered with some golden liquid of some expensive wine and his gold watch matched the golden light of the room. Gabriella peered in with a white lace Spanish gown with cross gathers at the back and she held her hair to the back with a silvery band dotted with diamond pearls.

Her diamond earrings glittered about her neck and chin and her graceful face brightened up radiantly as she walked up to Carlos. “Federico told me you were here…” She said as she kissed his lips most aristocratically. “Yes…I have been watching at this portrait and wondering what life could be without you Gabriella.” He said robbing a hand over the painting. “This is a fortune that was passed down to me from generations even untold…He was the first Mexican to have operated in the white house…The most wanted man on the planet and he brought us fame…Fame we must keep…”

He turned his attention to Gabriella with inspective eyes; he took her hands in his and kissed them. “You look beautiful in those…” He whispered. “You made me beautiful mi amor…my love,” she responded softly with her big brown eyes searching his. “They’d be just diamonds without you Gabriella…” He shoved his hand in his pocket and pulled out a diamond ring… “We’ve come a long way now and there’s no turning back for me…be my wife Gabriella… I shall make you the most beautiful woman this world had ever known…all you must do is say yes.” He said simply.

Without waiting further, he fitted the ring in her finger and kissed her forehead. “It’s a beautiful ring Carlos…It’s lovely,” she muttered during the kiss. She could not keep her eyes off the ring on her finger and several thoughts ran through her head.

Several times she’d missed taking a bullet due to his illicit means of acquiring wealth and he was a wanted man with a bounty of worth$7 million all over the US. He was powerful and everyone that surrounded him served him in absolute devotion. She thought about the previous month when he and Raymond Stolks conned the US minister of defense, Aaron Barkley. They had killed federal agents in the course of swindling $19 Million of the state’s budget allocated for the military corps and Stolks now served twenty years incarceration for that.

Carlos practically influenced his very own ideas and he eliminated anyone who opposed him. Gabriella couldn’t say no even if she wanted to. “Yes my love.” She managed in an attempt to stop the thoughts. “You seem unhappy…Why?” He asked observantly. He was also quick in reading her mind and detecting what she was thinking through forceful methods. She shook her head to refute the idea he was bringing up but a slap hit her on the face unawares…

She tumbled over the Luis XIV chair that stood by the side in sore distress. “How dare you look me in the face and tell me lies?” He brooded. “Monsieur Carlos-,” “What Osmond?” He groaned furiously. “Mr. Raymond is here to see you…at the parlor…perhaps you-,” “I heard you James. I’ll be with him in a moment.” He lowered his voice then turned to Gabriella; “To be continued…” he said cutely and marched out of the room. “Monsieur Carlos, good to see you again…how…”

The voice faded as James Osmond shot the door behind him and walked up to Gabriella who sobbed bitterly on the chair. “It’s a beautiful piece of ring you’ve got here Madam…” James said politely as he tried not to concern himself with her family issues.

He was hired two weeks ago by Carlos to transport Gabriella about the town at her discretion and for two weeks, he had observed that she was not living her dreams by sticking to Carlos. She really did not have a choice and perhaps running will be the worse idea. He drew nearer and stooped at her feet, took her hands in his and caressed them passionately. “What do you say I take you out…to some place where you could smile…why not laugh?” He tempted as he watched tears leaking out of her brown eyes.

She attempted to talk but the words mingled with tears and it came out as pure nonsense. He could only understand from the strong grip of her hand in his. “Trust me I can try and take this little pain away in my own little way…Come.”

He commanded his mistress and ushered her to rise to her feet. The tears kept flowing and she watched James pull her through the back doors of the Hacienda and finally to the garage where her Cadillac was parked. He gave her new clothes to put on and in a courageous gust; he removed the earrings and the ring and shoved in his pocket. “I shall close my eyes so you can change,” he said politely.

For once, she smiled a smile that reached her eyes. “No James…I want you to see…There’s nothing to hide from anyone in this house is there?” She whispered as she untied the laces of her lace gown and the whole bundle dropped on the ground like curtains on stage. Her apple breasts balanced like rubber and her hips pushed on both side under her white hot panties. She took the trousers and forced it in and then the shirt. She crossed and wore the boots.

James stared in complete awe as she acted boldly. She hid the other clothes in a box in the garage and jumped in the car… “Shall we?” She ordered cheerfully. James nodded and got into the car and they rode off smoothly… Carlos and Raymond discussed discretely in his private chambers.

The parlor bore expensive French furniture with remarkable paintings that hung on the huge walls merged with classy glass cupboards and shelves of all sorts of books. Raymond looked tinier in his black leathery jacket over a pair of blue jeans and an ALL STAR converse snickers. He was slightly bald but his sun shades added some vital flesh on his face.

He placed a briefcase on the central table and dialed a set of numbers and then the case flipped open. It contained a series of glass tubes with some green liquid in them. “There we go pal.” He said smoothing a hand over the merchandise. “I’m sure Reverend Covoski and his Russian compadres will be delighted to pay a handsome price for this treasure.” Carlose attested with a cunning smile as he glowered at a sample of the tubes in his hand. “Most certainly Monsieur Carlos. Matter of fact, we’ll be joining them at the field right before the match begins tomrrow. There shall be a little feu d’artifice tonight.” Raymond said in malice.

The Bucareau San Chez was lit with colorful lights like rainbow under the starry atmosphere and the strong music reverberated all along the street. Gabriella held a bottle of beer in her hand and she was amused by the way the people accosted the free women on the street. “How funny huh?” She chuckled as she sipped the beer vividly. “What?” James asked leaning beside her on their car they’d ride in. she turned to him in laughter… “Men…You always run behind the ladies huh?” She teased with a chuckle that denoted drunkenness. “Well, not every man runs after women. Some men…real men attract women.” James replied. “That’s how you see it…We don’t see it that way. We love them when they beg.

The more they beg, the more fun we get…and you, Osmond -,” “Call me James.” James cut in. “James…That’s lovely. You don’t go after women?” She asked. He wasn’t sure she was sober enough for such conversation. He smiled and turned towards her with a weird look in his eyes. The drunkenness suddenly varnished as her eyes met his. She rolled over in two steps and got ever so close to him with eyes that conveyed complete submission. “I see you…”

She whispered as her head drifted towards his. It was a terrible thing to do but he had to please her anyways. He caught her lips and munched them with such passion as though he sucked out the drunkenness from her eyes. She dropped the bottle on the ground and wrapped her arm around his neck plunging into the exercise immensely. “Take me out of here…” She whispered the command. Her thoughts were straight and her speech was heard but her body dangled with imbalance as James managed to sit her in the car. He took her to Mountain View Motel just a few blocks from San Chez.

They rented a single room and James did not leave any address at the reception. She removed her clothes with such impatience as to tear them and jump on James. James refrained her action with searing kissing and romance, her breasts bulged and pressed upon his bare chest. He clapped his hands on her rounded buttocks and squeezed in varies directions. The chewing noise of her vagina spiced the moans that leaked out of the kissing.

She somehow managed to untie his belt and remove his trousers. Her slender hand snaked through his pant and fished out his dick and muscled it out. She cried out with impatience. “Fuck me James… HMMM! Fuck me babe Oh yeah Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me! Ouch yeah…” His fingers twiddled her clitoris with stern excitement that she could not resist. She pushed him on the bed and dived on his athletic body. In a little interval, she danced her pussy down and engulfed the mass. Her huge butts flapped repeatedly on his testicles as she wriggled uncontrollably. Her excitement was supper legendary and her moans were the sweetest music to her own soul.

Sooner, they whooped at once and in a steady pace, the magic rhythm of excitement faded as she lowered herself and kissed him in all consciousness… :Can you love me James?” she muttered. James nodded and kissed her again and again with his penis still stuck in her vagina. James stood in front of the huge French windows gazing in space trying to configure a succinct story they’d put up once they got back to the Hacienda.

He had tempered with the most dangerous man on the planet and he was well conscious of the penalty for such treachery – death. Gabriella watched him with her head sunk in the white pillow that sparked in the beaming sun light that peered in through the windows. Her silk blond hair meshed among the drapes through her smooth slender shoulders and her cute little pink lips remained slightly opened as though she tempting to smile. “You’re up babe…come here.”

She whispered cutely and the expression on her face denoted a solace she could find only in James’ comfort. James sat by her caressing her hair with inspecting eyes. “You must be hungry…I ordered sandwich…you’ll love it.” He muttered as though conspiring something. She teased a reassuring smile and then stretched in approval. James went to the little store room that was next to the toilet and brought out a trey with the sandwiches. “Here you go…hope you don’t mind. It’s all I could get.” He added.

She took a bite and grinned over the food. “Lovely.” She mentioned in appreciation. James cheered and took a bite equally. “Tell me…Do you feel regrets about last night?” she asked with her mouth full. “Hey…I love you Gabriella…I don’t like watching monsieur Carlos hurting you. You’re not meant for this.” He responded. “So now what do you intend to do?” She asked curiously. Her hand slipped through his thigh and grabbed his hand in a consoling manner. “I’ll follow you to the end…I was about making the biggest mistake of my life but you showed me a difference James.” She added. James grinned and ate his meal silently.

She came up to him and kissed him on both sides of his jaws and then on his lips. They threw away their meal and went for another round of sex and after her orgasm, she burst into laughter. “W – What?” He panted. “I’m happy…I’m happy to be here…With you James…You’re wonderful do you know that?” She whispered to him. “You are wonderful and Carlos doesn’t value that.” He responded cutely. “We have to go now. I shall figure out a plan on how to get you out of town and then…We’ll – ,” “Yes…Yes I’ll marry you James. Yes…”

She seized his lips and they fell on the bed; this time, it was so strong that their moans alerted the room services. There came a knock on their door. “Hey Huh…Is everything okay in there?” A lady asked from outside. “No worries…We’re good!” James answered and they both laughed and continued their third round of burning ecstasy. They had a common bath and they hoped a time like that lasted for eternity…

Carlos and Federico stood at the front yard as James rode in with Gabriella. Carlose did not wait a second further; he pulled her out of the car and smacked a slap on her face. “Are you crazy?” He yelled bitterly. James jumped out of the car and ran up to Carlos… “No! No! No! No! No! Monsieur Carlos that’s not how to treat a lady.” He interrupted. Carlos turned slowly towards him in curious awe…

He stepped up to him with a mean look in his eyes and spat on the ground. “HHAAA…Someone found a guardian angel for a driver…How sweet. Now tell me how I am supposed to treat a lady…perhaps I need a bag-pack in which I have all books…Oh I’ll fix a black board at my porch so you could give me some of your…treatment lessons Americano huh?” He muttered under a harsh voice.

James swallowed as he blinked severally in avoidance of every eye contact with Carlos. “No offense but you could treat her better if-,” “Exactly…How better have you treated her since yesterday huh? Do you want to run my home now?” He shoved a hard punch on James’ face and then kicked him on the ground as James crashed down with the first blow. “Carlos No!” Gabriella screamed and fought herself in Federico’s strong grips. “Oh I see…I see the connection between you two…” He squatted beside James, “How pathetic…I thought you were a smart guy but now…I see you’re just a hen peck lured in the amorous beauty of my…Wife. What did you do to her?”

He spoke most cutely and as calmly as ever. James panted on the ground bitterly and his voice was caught in his throat as he chuckled to talk. “Carlos let him be…please,” she sobbed. “She was dressed in white right before I left her and now you dressed her in these peasant clothes so I ask you again…what did you do to her?” Carlos reiterated. “I did nothing…I only took her out for some fresh air.” James managed. He could not get on his feet and the fear of Carlos kept him down in utter submissiveness.

He looked over to her and felt sorry for not being able to defend her. “Nothing…throughout the night and you bring her back here at -.” “I could have well escaped with her but I told you she needed some fresh air so I took her out…you’ve got to believe me…” James interrupted. “For how long have you worked here…because, your job here’s done. Definitively.” Carlos said. Raymond’s car rolled in and Federico took Gabriella into the house. Carlos went up to Raymond and received a briefcase and a key. “Okay then I shall be there by sea…Did you count?” Carlos asked. “Oh sure…Everything’s set for tonight. James laid there as though he heard nothing.

Raymond got back into his car and drove off. Carlos ordered the other men to take James away. Later that afternoon, James sneaked into the Hacienda and went straight to the basement where Gabriella was tied. He kissed her ever so passionately and cut her loose. She took him to Carlos’ bedroom and after a brief search, they found a brief case containing some dollar notes and a key. He snapped it and they both left through the back yard. They got to his boat at the sea and before the guards knew it, they were gone.

There were a few gunshots but they were far gone for the bullets to attain them. Carlos put Federico in charge for their hunt and he left with the others to finalize his deals with the Russians In the parking lot at the basement garage, Reverend Covoski and two other men stood as Raymond approached them with Carlos. “You’re late fellas,” Covoski who was slightly bald with remarkably dark eye brows said and his gaze was fixed on Carlos. “We apologize…You know the traffic…My boat broke down this afternoon.” “Shall we?” Covoski added.

“Meet Russian defence minister Lloyd Vidich and Artony Maxwell Levendoski. We’ve been waiting for the past thirty minutes…we’re short of time Carlos.” Covoski said with a strict sense in his voice. Raymond moved right away and opened the case containing the chemical and they fitted them in other tubes, transported them to the ventilation chambers on the ceilings. As they wired the cords, the police sirens wheeled in and off their guards they were taken. Carlos shot the first and got one of the police forces on the chest.

He took cover and the gun shots exchanged lit the dark hall. Police men like con men dropped dead but Carlos managed to make away without Raymond. As he wheeled out of the parking lot, he saw Raymond’s body covered in his own blood on the ground and he was unconsciously firing as he drove off. When he got into the lit street, the race between him and the police men was legendary and all of a sudden, he flushed across the bars of the bridge into the sea… The news that night reported of him and his associates dead and it was broadcasted on almost all the national channels. Gabriella saw it in the hotel room they’d hired.

She called James to witness the report for himself… “We’re free at last…Free!” she shouted. “Now with such news, we need to move out quickly come on.” James ordered. “Why so in a haste? We have plenty of time come on babe…” Gabriella grumbled sluggishly. “He’s not dead..they didn’t find his body and he’ll be after us…He’ll know we alerted the police and you know we’re not safe staying here honey trust me.” James persuaded

The streets were calm and dark and there were no vehicles on the vicinity. Gabriella flung her things at the back of the truck and stumped in. James took the steering and gave one last look at Gabriella. They had succeeded and this was their freedom. $5 million settled them for life.

They had planned how to spend the money once they got to Texas, Huston. She leaned and took his lips. They hurriedly took of their clothes and she crossed over to his seat kissing with moans of triumph. “Touch me everywhere James ohhhh! Like that yes! Yes! Shit… Take off your panties baby,” she commanded with the urge in her voice to rip him off his penis entirely.

She charged and seized his cock, gulped in her mouth and played her tongue over the cap in excited manner. James moved his legs feverishly and with an influx of common sense, he dipped his dick further in her mouth in a nonsensical manner. She chocked and spat the huge accumulation of spit mixed with semen over his cock. The slime flowed down smoothly like melting glacier and her pussy was ready for the show.

She climbed over and inserted his dick into her vagina neatly. Her busty butts clapped even against his testicles as she fucked with yells of excitement. The van shook with the impatience to get to orgasm and her voice echoed throughout the street corridors and neighborhood. The joy was ample and at the same time, they whooped in releasing the sweet sensation that hid in some parts around their waists. “Love ya babe…Oh shit you’re good…”

She blushed squeezing her forehead to ease the tension somehow. Her pussy was still stuck on his dick and the remainder of it all leaked out from the sides of her pussy with his dick still stuck in her furry pink pussy. She threw herself over his chest and with breaths of excitement; they managed to whisper in the almost dark van. “I love you too honey…give me your hand…” James commanded and she complied with eyes lurked in the dark reflecting the light from the street lamps. “Once we’re out of here finally, I’ll marry you in some place where we’ll be just two.”

He added with the persistent breathing. “I see that… How about you getting married here and now huh Gabriella…you’re nothing but a slot. Now get down both of you and Hey…put your hands where I can see them…good.” Federico cut in cutely as though he just appeared on the window. The looks on their faces turned pale at once and from the look in their eyes, one could determine the speed of their heart beats. Federico ushered them both out of the van. They followed him with their clothes bundled on their genitals.

Federico watched her butts wag from side to side with fascination, “You’re goddamn finished man Osmond…” The BMW ignited and squealed off with smoky screeching tires… Carlos’ face had been deformed by the accident but he could still stand erect and energetically. The cave was lit with fire hung on walls and there was no life stretching miles apart in all direction, yelling was never an option for their survival. “Now what do we have here…Two love birds…Gabriella and James. Good to see you again Amigo.” Carlos said with a hard fist on James’ jaws.

Gabriella screamed effortlessly “No one…can hear you…I suggest you pray…your last. Both of you.” He added in a mockery. “What do you want from us Carlos?” James bleated. Federico smacked a second and a third punch on his ribs harder and harder. James coughed huge amounts of blood…They were tied together in unholy matrimony. “I’ll roast both of you…like meat and that will be the end of you…May the lord keep and watch over you…Amen.” Carlos said cutely. “Wait!” James yelled, “Wait…your money…sure you want it back…”

He said. “Of course it’s in the bag lily-livered.” Carlos brooded. “You’d better check Monsoa Carlos!” James provoked in confidence as he miss pronounced the title. Carlos took the bag and zipped it open.

There were a few dollar notes on the surface and the rest was trash. “Where…is-.” “On one condition…Let her go and I’ll take you to the place where I alone hid the package…” James bargained. “…Good…Perfect…How about you take me to the package or you watch her die…First…slowly huh?” Carlos said confidently as cut the ropes and seized Gabriella and then he strolled his knife over her neck and chest. “The choice is yours lover boy…would you rather watch her die or would you…better still participate in her death?” He added “James don’t do this…I’ll die with the gladness that you gave me a new life…a life of love…I love you James.” Gabriella mumbled. “This is my best part…What poem do you have for her in return?”

He asked chuckling in mockery. There was a ticking noise that increased as his laughter faded in echoes and then suddenly…BOOM!!! Gabriella jabbed a hard punch on Carlos and dived on James’ body. “The ropes, Cut the ropes quickly…” James ordered. She got Carlos’ knife and with a swing, she cut her lover loose. He rolled on the floor and got Federico’s gun and before Federico could know it, his head burst as though pressured with the malice of his triumphant past.

Carlos dived on him and pushed him to the ground and the gun fell in a distance. They exchanged a series of deadly punches as they crept towards the gun that waited for the winner to come. Gabriella yelled and panicked in absolute confusion as she stood as the one and only spectator of the wrestle.

Carlos grabbed the gun and in an acrobatic gesture, James turned the gun-point on Carlos’ chest and the PAW! Burst through his chest.

He crashed down his eyes wide open in disbelieve. “You son of a…” He did not complete the last word as his head hit the rock beside James… Gabriella smiled and chuckled as James ran and hugged her… she breathed strongly and the breath grew fainter as James held her tightly in his arm…he felt his belly growing cold as though some liquid leaked out of Gabriella…He stopped to see; she was bleeding… “I’m proud of you…my love.”

She whispered and crashed helplessly to the ground. With trembling hands, James yelled and tipped her on his shoulder into the BMW that had brought them there…

The hospital corridors echoed with electronic beeps that came from almost everywhere. James watched Gabriella rest with the pipes connected all over her face. The heart rate machine beeped and the troughs and crests were maintained. “You can go in and see her now,” A nurse said politely. James entered the room with the flowers shaking in his hands.

He nestled beside her and without words, he kissed her pale pink lips… “I love you too Babe…please don’t go.

Remember the time when we kissed our first…The plans we made…” The beeping started to increase and the crests and troughs tempered to meet on the same line. He stuck his hand in hers and he could feel her strong hold in his hand… She jerked slightly upwards…

I sprang to his feet and called on the nurse but when they got there, the line on the machine was straight… they tried to activate her heart but the beep was prolonged in the midst of all his shouting… She weathered and she weathered with the passions she brought to him…

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