To Hell and Back // Alex Keller.

Sunny morning.

Fluffy clouds floated along the endless, bright sky. The last signs of the rain slowly disappeared as the temperature got higher. Dark asphalt was slowly getting back to its light-gray color, as the drops of rain sat in the deep cracks. Lonely plants fought their way through the thick material, doomed to meet with speeding cars and the cruelty of this world. The warm wind carried bird songs from one house to another, while the sun slowly took its high place in the sky.

Lonely rays of the sun entered the bedroom on a high floor uninvited. The dark creamy walls of the room were still covered in darkness of the shade of the thick curtain. The one that was before guarding the sleep of a redhead from the bright early hour of the morning sun, was now keeping the secrets away from anyone else. The bed creaked under the weight of the two, unaccustomed to the heaviness of the two bodies, and not just one.

"What a little needy thing you are, Kelly." Alex whispered into the morning air. The silence stayed outside of the wooden door, as the soft moan escaped out of the red lips of a woman. Her naked body and soul were lying on a soft bedsheet under the officer. Rough fingers used to holding the heavy weapons were now moving teasingly slow in the wetness of her cunt. His facial hair grew a bit longer after the long days away from the trimmer. It rubbed against the soft skin of Kelly's neck, as Keller stole a sloppy kiss out of her lips covered in slight bite marks.

"Alex, don't stop." It felt as if Miller had no power to speak louder than the softest whisper under the charms of the man. Sun played with her perky nipples, as the rough hand of the man slowly slid up and down the naked thigh. The temperature in the room was getting warmer than the weather outside on a hot day in the middle of summer. A redhead was hungrily breathing the air, as the building-up pleasure in her body was slowly feeling intoxicating.

"Yes, ma'am. Come on my finger, beautiful, c'mon." In no world, Alex Keller was a good man. His hands were covered in blood till elbows, as the man lost count of his killings in the second year in Delta Forces. Officer Keller had war crimes of his own, the ones left for the office of the therapist and dark night nightmares. But, Alex was a gentleman, and whimpers that were escaping from Kelly's lips as she was fighting for control with her own pleasure, and what gentleman would he be if Keller left her stranded and unsatisfied? A satisfied smile formed over his thin lips in a shade of strong mustache, when the officer felt her cunt clenching around his fingers.

"Alex!" His name filled the air of the bedroom like a prayer in church on Sunday. Pleasure and satisfaction are addicting feelings, and a woman was too far gone when the sweet feeling of orgasm took over her thoughts and body. Their fingers found each other in the softness of the bed, locking up with each other and keeping the connection between the bodies.

"Do you want anything for breakfast?" The contrast between the long, skillful fingers of the officer to the warm towel brought Kelly back to reality. The dark material of Alex's boxers wasn't doing anything in hiding the visible hardness of his cock away from the look of hazel eyes.

But, Alex wouldn't let his thought fly out in the air, that after losing his leg men never felt the same after getting out alive from the chemical plant. There was a devil in his head constantly saying that Keller wasn't good enough. His own pleasure was left in his hands, as the man would spend rare times in the company of his own fist. After all, who would need a half-a-legged burden in their life?

"Yes, Keller. You to fuck me." Kelly found the blue eyes of the officer in the rays of the morning sun. The heavy breath of the woman made her breasts rise and fall in the same rhythm while Keller's strong hands stayed on her body.

"Kelly." The haze of desire stayed in the bedroom eyes of the man, as the words of a redhead reminded Alex of painful tightness in his boxers. But, the thoughts of the officer stayed sober, not wishing to spoil the moment full of pleasure. At the back of his mind, the backup plan for the man included a quick shower with a fist releasing the pressure.

"What if I say please?" The soft hands of a woman traveled up the muscular hands of the man before Keller got into the trap of the comfortable bedding under his hot body. His eyes stayed on Miller, as she took the control in her hands in four walls of the bedroom. The officer was used to holding the control tightly in his hands, but on that morning, a part of him gave it up, curious to see what was hiding in her mind.

"You're always getting your way, sugar. Aren't you?" Alex watched as her slim fingers with bloody red fingers were slowly removing the last piece of wardrobe off his body. The red tip of his cock was leaking the pre-cum, not hiding a man's desire from the eyes of a woman.

"Yes, I am, Alex." The tender touch of Kelly's fingers ran over the Keller's length, as she looked back with the puppy eyes at the man. Every little action of the woman was slow, was it to tease him or to leave waiting for more? Alex was too clouded with one of a few feelings he could still feel, leaving it impossible to find an answer to that question.

They both were already on the edge. Keller was starving. For a release, for a soft touch when his life was always nothing but toughness. Finally, the control came back in the tattooed arms of the officer, as he let his hands fall onto the naked skin of the woman's ass. Lining up her entrance with his length, Alex was going to fulfill the wish of a woman in his bed. As if proving the reputation of a gentleman.

A moan full of pleasure echoed in the walls of the bedroom, as Keller slowly slid himself inside the wetness of Kelly's tight cunt. A groan from the man's lips mixed with soft noises escaping out of her red lips when the feeling of fullness was hard to handle for a redhead. A slap landed on her pale ass, leaving the imprint of his large hand in red. The mirror in the corner of the room caught the body of a woman, giving Alex a view of her arched back.

"Fucking hell, Alex." Miller could swear that another orgasm would hit her as soon as he fitted the whole length inside of her. But, the last bits of self-control were still keeping the woman's head in the room, even in a haze of pleasure.

"C'mon, baby. Show me how good I make you feel." Another slap landed on the other cheek of her ass, forcing the woman to speed her rhythm up. Kelly's movements were slow, but deep, while Keller's hands were supporting her movements.

"I won't last long, Keller." She could feel Alex forcing her to pick up the speed when the man's hips slammed towards hers. Hitting up the soft spot, Kelly could feel her mind starting to go blank. Long months of loneliness and lack of touch for both turned into a dangerous cocktail on a peaceful morning. 

"Me neither, sugar." Redhead's breasts were bouncing up and down in front of Keller's face, as he took the best seat in the front row. Their moans were dancing with each other in the crisp, but stiff air of the room. Dirty noises of the bodies slamming against each other, were definitely reaching the ears of the neighbors through the thin walls.

There was nothing on Miller's mind other than satisfaction and pleasure. Alex couldn't keep his bright eyes off her cockdrunken face, and body on top of his. The feeling of her cunt clenching around his length took the officer to a new level of pressure. Catching women's open, abused by occasional bitting red lips in a kiss, Keller took the rhythm of their dirty dance in his hands. In the torture of being a step away from his peak, the officer finally lost control for a split moment.

His rough movements were painfully fast, hitting her spongy spot over and over again. Kelly moaned out loud in the man's lips, almost crying in overstimulation. But, Alex couldn't hold himself for too long. The man wrapped his strong hands around a redhead's body, leaving no distance between the two. The moans of the two turned into the symphony, as Keller finally reached his peak and painted her walls white. A woman was carried away on the wave of her orgasm yet again, as the officer left her breathless in the early hour of the morning.

HAPPY SMUT DAY EVERYONE!!! Hope you're having a great week, lots of loooove