Jackie's Bitches Brew

All Stories, and characters are fictional and for the purpose of sexual entertainment. These stories are not for everyone and trample over sensitive areas, so proceed with caution.

The storm struck with very little warning or as the forecaster predicted, the percentage was too low to take seriously and nevertheless, the storm tore through the town without mercy, ripping and transforming wooding, aluminum-sided, concrete, brick homes into a mass of swirling debris. Fragments of shattered glass slung through the air like daggers; a car rolled and flipped down the street like a toy, waves of rain swept down from the sky and gave a depressing thought of Armageddon to those trapped underfoot by the destructive act of nature.

Officer Bakari Simpson

Officer Barkari Simpson sat behind the wheel of his police unit as he sipped on a hot cup of coffee freshly brewed at the new Coffee Palace Café during the first week of the grand opening. The hot, tasty dark espresso, laced with milk and sugar, seemed to taste a little sweeter to the well-built lawman as he recalled the hot red-haired lady who seemed to add a little something extra to the smooth brown beverage. He took a quick hit on his vape pipe, then glanced over at the café storefront window across the street as he imagined the store owner wearing her coffee-brown apron over a tight pair of beige leggings, white open-toe slingback heels with chocolate-polished toenails that also matched her pointy fingernails.

He chuckled to himself as he recalled each time they reacted whenever their eyes met, which told him it was a 'green light' to proceed. However, it was a small town where gossip spreads fast, and he was not immune to the rumors that the strip mall's new store owner was a trans woman sissy, and yet that knowledge seemed to only stiffen his spear the longer the thought lingered in his mind.

He was about to take another sip of his brew when he heard a strange, airy noise, which grew louder and louder by the second, and all at once the world went airborne before his eyes. He scanned the area through the car windows, and his eyes caught the sight of a massive twister parading down the lengthy strip mall. He attempted to push the car door open; however, the air sealed it shut, and trapped him within the vehicle.

The wind seemed to holler as the officer felt the car lifted into the air. Now the world spun frantically around him as he bounced about the car like a crash-test dummy, and then everything went black.

Jackie Capalli

Jackie Capalli adjusted her coffee-brown, pinstriped cat ears in the mirror as she prepared to officially open her coffee shop. 6 am was the usual time she opened her business; however, the handsome, well-built, muscle-hunk black cop requested she open a little earlier for him because he didn't want to travel too far from his patrol area to purchase a cup of coffee.

How could she turn him down? It had always been a struggle to deny dominant, manly men favors they requested and often demanded.

She shivered slightly as she imagined his wheel barrel-like chest that stretched his uniform shirt, how his pants grabbed and highlighted his massive, round, thick, muscular thighs and buttocks, how his smile warmed and melted her heart, and how he often adjusted the very natural protrusion between his legs before he went on his way.

He had eyes for her, and just the thought or even the possibility sent her heart racing as she recalled that a little over a year and a half ago she'd earned a handsome nest egg from following tips on the stock market. A nest egg so substantial that she could figuratively cash in her chips and move somewhere less hectic and live her life through her passion for food service and as a beautiful, attractive, and single trans woman.

She glanced at her watch and realized it was five minutes to six o'clock, and Francine, her normally tardy assistant, was five minutes late.

She took one last glance into the long mirror in her private office before she adjusted her bimbo-sized breasts and apron, then trotted out to unlock the front door. However, as she yanked on the door, she heard a loud, airy noise, and suddenly the door refused to open as if sealed. She yanked harder and then the door swung open, and a blast of air slammed into her body, knocking her back several feet and down on her buttocks.

She could barely comprehend what had happened before she saw the storefront window shatter before her eyes and be replaced by a black, white, and gold police car in the lobby of her shop.

She struggled to her feet in panic, and then she froze in her tracks as she saw the officer crawl from the front seat of the vehicle and fall to the floor.

"Oh my god... Officer Simpson!" She cried as her hands covered each side of her face, yet even before she could fully process what she'd seen, she also saw sparks beneath the hood of the car and flickering flames followed.

The sissy suspended all thought of herself as she went into action. It was a struggle to drag the unconscious policeman from the burning vehicle; she was always at her best during chaotic times. She quickly realized if the engine exploded, the already broken door to her private office wouldn't be enough to stop the force of the blast, so she dragged the office into a large storage closet, and seconds after she closed the door, she heard the blast and, seconds later, she looked up at the door had withstood the blast as she sat on her bubble.

Jackie frantically attempted to awaken the fallen officer but was unsuccessful. She could smell the burning smoke in the air and realized her beautiful shop had become a house of flames. She wiped a tear from her eye and then resumed her quest to bring the cop back to consciousness.

She saw his muscular torso beneath his ripped shirt. There were several bruises on his neck and forehead. Yet she could see his chest as it expanded, which told her there was still time to perhaps save him. Her mind searched frantically for any method to revive the lawman, and then she glanced down and saw the noticeable protrusion in his pants. She looked into his eyes and then upon his full, pinkish-brown lips, and suddenly a deviant thought flashed onto the screen of her mind.

"Mouth-to-mouth, well, it works in the movies," she nervously chuckled and then she boldly carried out that thought as she leaned down, planted a soft kiss on his lips, and at the same time, extended her hand down to take hold of the bulge between his legs, and immediately, she felt the bulge twitch and come to life.

"Oh god, what a man. Come on, Officer Simpson, wake up, please," she cried as she pressed her lips tighter against his lips and squeezed the fabric-covered spear and felt it grow erect in her hands.

"Whoa... whoa... what the fuck!" Bakari cried as his eyes slowly opened.

"Easy, soldier, you've been through a lot," Jackie exclaimed as she retreated back and away from the warm, tasty, coffee-flavored lips.

The ruggedly handsome cop smiled warmly and then, just as suddenly, a dangerous grin grew on his face as his large hands reached up and wrapped around the sissy's throat.

"What's going on? Why am I here?"

"You... you don't remember?" Jackie struggled yet managed to answer.

"If I did, I wouldn't be asking you." He snarled, then the tension eased away from his expression as he stammered. "Wait, wait... yeah, I was just thinking about you when the world flipped upside down."

"You, you were thinking... about... me?"

"Yeah, he sighed, then added. "I was thinking about coming home from work and you greeting me at the door, my house is cleaned, and my meal is simmering on the stove."

"Huh... huh," the sissy cried as she could see the man was obviously in a state of shock and delirium. However, the thought intrigued her and she found it hard to simply not play along if only for a moment.

"That's a nice thought; you know how much I love serving you."

"Hmm, yeah, I saw it... yes, the tornado lifted my car, and I don't remember much after that. Are you okay, baby?" He asked with concern, and it melted her heart and moved her as she answered him with teary eyes.

"I'm okay, daddy, you were coming to rescue me, that's just so... so beautiful." She exclaimed as she now took liberty and massaged his huge, steely hard chest.

"What's that smell... is that... smoke?" He asked as he attempted to rise, but the sissy's soft hand pressed firmly down on his chest as she replied.

"Your car caught fire. I don't know how I did it, but somehow I pulled you in here and shut the door before it exploded.

"Exploded, damn, good thinking, so the door was strong enough to withstand the blast?"

"Yes, but there's also a downside."

"Like what?"

"I planned to have the locksmith come out and change the locks, which can only be unlocked from the outside."

"Wait, are you saying we're stuck in here?"

"Yes, I'm so sorry."

"Hey, don't worry bout it, shortie, you came through for me, just like a sweet lady would," he smiled as he playfully slapped her face, then returned his attention to the smoke as it billowed beneath the door.

"I'm not sure whether being in his is a blessing or a curse. Help me up, I'm gonna see if..."

Simpson paused as the smoke from the door had now formed a cloud over their head and slowly descended on them.

Jackie held steady until the lights flickered off and her panic set in.

"Oh, oh god, not good, not good!" The well-below-shoulder-length, red-headed sissy replied.

"Okay, okay, hold together; we need cool heads right now."

'That's the problem, the smoke, and look at that glow beneath the door; we're trapped in here. Suppose... oh god, suppose!"

Like a dark protector, the alpha pulled the sissy into his arms and squeezed her tight as he declared.

"I gotchu, baby, cool out, we just need to stay calm, can you do that for daddy?"

Although she did feel a little more secure in his arms, Jackie couldn't help but use the opportunity to encourage the alpha's sense of duty as she massaged his chest and continued her panicky rant.

"Oh fuck, daddy, daddy, I'm so scared, the place could be burning down all around us... all around us!"

"I told you, I got you, now chill out." He demanded, but the sissy increased her level of panic as she squeezed his hard, buffed, muscular arms.

"I don't know if I can, please daddy, make me feel safe, I'm so scared, I'm so..."

"Okay, okay, I understand. It sounds like you could use a little something to concentrate on while I think of something, so I got an idea. Suck on this flesh pacifier while I come up with a strategy.

Jackie never hesitated as she reached out in the barely lit room, located the semi-hard spear and released it from its fabric encasement, then leaned down and sucked the huge, dark knob into her mouth. She moaned weakly as the salty, warm precum sparked her taste buds. She felt her lips trembling as the strong, hard, and veiny flesh twitched inside her mouth.

"Ohh, so twitchy," she cooed.

"Yeah, you keep blowing on that log, baby, yeah, keep me thinking."

Simpson rose up and gently pushed Jackie away as he exclaimed, "I think the fire's out."

"How can you tell?"

"The glow beneath the door, it's gone, and the smoke is barely visible."

"Do you think it's over?" Jackie asked sweetly as she lovingly stroked the big, hard member, to which the owner replied.

"The fire and smoke might be out beyond that door, but inside it, we're just heating up. Get these pants off; I think I injured my leg.

Jackie assisted the officer in removing his pants, as he removed the vape pipe from his pocket, took a few puffs, and passed it to Jackie, who relished the opportunity to place her lips on anything the alpha had placed his previously. She located and treated his gape wound in his thigh by tying a ripped tablecloth around it.

"Doesn't it hurt?"

"Your soft hands are soothing, so it balances the pain."

Simpson's eyes squinted slyly as he hungrily observed the sissy at work, then proclaimed.

"Hmm, you look so sexy taking care of me; do you enjoy it?"

"Yes, I wish we were home and not stuck in this storage room."

"Nah, that's the wrong attitude, baby. Come here, let me take your mind off all that shit."

Between the smoke, the vapors, her fear of the unknown and the adrenaline rush of being claimed by the powerfully built lawman had the Jackie's head swimming as he stacked several tablecloths over the floor and then placed her down on all fours.

The emergency lighting illuminated the room just enough for limited visibility, but the sexy sissy didn't need to see, but she could feel something cool sprayed on her anal ring of flesh.

Jackie cooed as she felt the cool lubricant and heard the snap, crackle, and popping sounds coming from her anal ring, and then she felt the huge hands that spread her cheeks wide, and the warm, moist tongue that pierced into her sissy pussy.

As he devoured her hole, the alpha grew beast-like as he extended his hands out on either side, then slammed them into either side of the sissy's bubble.

The sexy redhead's eyes grew wide as her mouth dropped open and a doggie-like tongue hung from her lips. Never had she experienced such erotic waves of pleasure. She could literally feel her sissy juice dripping from her clitty cock. Her eyes rolled back, and for the first time, Jackie Capalli made her unplanned fan visit to Sissy-Heaven.

Time, space, and any other thought disappeared as waves of pleasure consumed her, opening doors of unimaginable lustful desires, unleashed and now destroying the barriers that contained them.

An authoritative slap to her ass, by the large hand of the black hunk, brought Jackie's mind back to the present moment.

Bakari climbed to his feet, as he looked down on the wet, vulnerable flesh ring and flashed a sly, deviant smile. He gripped and pulled back his enormous chocolate-colored, partially skin-covered spear and slowly seductively revealed the shiny, precum-glazed, pinkish-brown crown, then spanked her bubble and hole and soon, the sissy's twitchy hole ignited into a burning itch, and at that moment, size was no longer an issue, for the sissy's need to be scratched was all that mattered and the only instrument to accomplish this task was only an inch away, so she begged.

"Oh, my big black, beautiful husband, fuck your Wifey's pussy?"

Bakari yanked the sissy's stretchy pants down and snarled in disgust.

The alpha slapped the sissy's bubble, then reached beneath her legs, took hold of her sissy clitty, and ballsacked and crushed them with his hands.

Jackie thought she'd pass out as she screamed at the top of her voice.

"Dirty little slut. I want this gone, you feel me, no wifey of mine can have this, because this... is an insult to my eyes. Don't you agree?"

"Yes, daddyahh, fuck, oh daddy, it hurts, yes, yesss, I'll have them removed, I swear!"

"Yeah, that's what I like... that's my wifey, that's my girl, now come here and let daddy make you feel better."

With that said, the alpha resumed his oral assault on the sissy's bottom, but this time he deployed one, then two fingers to probe and stretch her hole.

Bakari wiped the excess saliva from his lips and used it to lubricate his hard, angry, veiny spear as he warned.

"You better bite down on that tablecloth. I'm gonna take my time, but you know what's about to happen."

The sexy redhead never bothered to answer verbally as she simply obeyed the order, leaned her head down and bit on the cloth, while she lifted and offered her hole to its conqueror and gave a silent prayer that her next stop would be the emergency room.

To her utter shock and thanks to her years of sitting and probing her hole with a variety of sex dildos and toys, Jackie's sissy pussy gave little resistance beneath the black invader.

Simpson's thick, muscular quads flared as he rose on his toes and drilled steadily downward inside and in between the soft, pink walls of Jackie's long canal. He lifted and cocked his arms, displaying his hi-peaked biceps as a sign of his dominance and conquest.

His hands slapped down on Jackie's bubble, then slid over her hips and proceeded to yank the sissy up to meet his lengthy, thick, downward strokes. With ease, he lifted Jackie off the floor to intensify his savage assault.

Jackie helplessly hung on as once again delirium set her mind adrift and all thoughts evaporated in the onslaught of emotional bliss.

Bakari adjusted his position, then planted his foot on the sissy's head as he continued to drill down inside her.

Jackie babbled incoherently as she felt hot sperm spray inside her body, and a flood of thoughts filled her mind and poured out of her mouth.

"Oh god, my beautiful big, black dick husband, gives me all of your babies, ooh, never take it, punish me with it, it's not mine, it belongs to you, ooh, I feel it pulsating inside me!"

The hardcore officer never lost his brick-hard erection as he grabbed the sissy's hair, forced her to her feet, then, against a condiments rack, placed her hands on a shelf just over her head and then her feet on the bottom shelf. He kissed and licked Jackie's neck and down her spine as her body quivered and shivered in hot excitation.

Once Jackie's manmade pussy adjusted to the spear invasion, she now used her flexible anal walls to attempt to clamp on the spear as it stabbed deep into her from behind.

Bakari continued to yank, the sissy's head hair back as his breath grew heavy and his spear grew steel hard. his bodybuilder physique was covered in the sweat of his efforts, and flexing with a sexy, wet, machine-like appearance.

Jackie fought to hold on to the shelf over her head as both her hands and feet became slippery, especially her feet, which were covered with her own sissy juice.

"Ahh, yeah, this is what I'm talkin bout, grrr, yes, this is what being a Black Lion is all about... we take what we want, and breed, and we feed hot sissy pussy all our seed. Come here, wifey, catch this Bitches Brew... just for you."

The alpha grabbed her hips, yanked the sissy off the rack, and literally pumped her up and down his spear like a human plunger. He paused without warning, but Jackie was well aware of what was to come, and it did, again, and again, and again. The sexy redhead suddenly wondered if this was what it felt to be a blender filled with a protein shake. She could feel the frothy cream as it splattered from her conquered hole as she babbled.

"Don't take it out, daddy, make my belly swell with your African Brew.

Winded and subdued by the intense workout and ejaculations, the black, buffed lawman staggered back and fell on top of the tablecloths, and the sissy rushed to his side.

"Oh daddy, are you okay, daddy, are you alright?"

Jackie massaged his chest and didn't see it rise. She laid her ear against his chest and could barely hear his breath. Immediately, she panicked and once again relied on the method that had proved successful before.

She kissed her black alpha lover's full lips as she took hold of his flaccid spear, fondled and brought it back to life. The deep, beasty, primal groan escaped his lips and gave her hope.

Jackie went a step further as she mounted and straddled her fallen lover, and impaled herself on his enormous, veiny, chocolate-covered fountain. She planted her soft, chocolate-colored, polished nails and hands down on his massive chest, pinched his nipples, made them erect, as she pumped, rotated, and bounced up and down on the stiff black lumber.

"Come on, my beautiful, big black dick husband, come get this pussy, Umm, I'm going to lock my pussy around that dick and suck the cum out!"

All at once, Barkari opened his eyes, and his hand reached up and snatched Jackie's throat and squeezed.

"Oh fuck, wifey, god... daayaam, umm, suck that dick with your tight, hot, little, pink pussy, aarrgghh!"

Barkari felt his strength return as he fondled, squeezed, and lifted up to kiss, suck, and bite her bimbo-sized tits. He lifted the sissy and used her neck to slam her body down harder and harder on his tool. He released her neck, and that hand now slid down, joined the other hand as they massaged Jackie's back, then slid further down and palmed her bubble cheeks.

In one swift motion, the big dick cop forced the sissy completely down his towering hard flesh as it vomited its potent, hot brew.

The buffed black officer flipped the sissy on her back and quickly rolled down on her and allowed his heavy weight to trap and crush her.

After a long, deep, passionate kiss, the black officer announced.

"You lied to me; you pretended we were married. That's right, naughty, bitch, I remember now and... It might've been just what I needed, and now... you know, I've already come inside you more times than I can remember, and I'm gonna keep cumin inside you until my seeds merge into your body, and make you my bitch through my DNA. I fucked you good, and now, I'm gonna make love to you, as my wifey."

"Take it, take me... rape me, breed me... seed me, just never release me, daddy, keep my body filled with your dick and your daddy cum."

Simpson growled as he lifted Jackie's legs and placed her ankles nearly against her ears. He extended his muscular frame, planted his toes down on the floor, then proceeded to slowly and steadily stab his spear, hands-free, into her already, heavily saturated pink pussy, but this time it was different.

Initially, he cunted her deep and hard, merciless and violent, but as time passed, he slowed his pace, targeted and concentrated his thrusts to penetrate her inner ring, and Jackie lost it.

"Oh fuck, black bastard, fucking cop, look at what you're doing to my... pussy, daddy... aah, da... daddy, cunt me... cunt me... cunt... meeee!'

Hot, frothy cream splattered everywhere and decorated their bodies with a gluey goo that bound them together in unbridled, physical lust.

Bakari's hand grabbed and squeezed Jackie's throat as he drilled her defeated pussy at a more controlled yet steady pace.

"Look at me, bitch," he demanded, and the sissy obeyed, albeit barely conscious. Their eyes locked, and after several seconds, their animalistic, primal lust brought their lips together.

"I'm falling in love with your pussy, wifey, shit, umm, I wanna live inside you and pump all this... grrr!" He closed his eyes as he leaned down and bit the sissy's shoulder, then completed his thought in cadence with his long, slow, deep thrusts.

"I'm gonna... pump... all... this... mutha... fuckin... bitches brew inside... deep inside your... mutha... fuckin... aarrgghh, argh, ahhh, god, ahhhhh!"

Update

The next day, the emergency service workers discovered the cop and the store owner and released them from their prison. After spending time at the hospital, however, the couple never regarded the storage room as a prison, for in their minds it was their self-created den of lust, love, and erotic bliss. The clever and resourceful Jackie managed to set up a coffee pot as well as an electric grill where they ate hot waffles, eggs, and bacon in the predawn hours before their rescue.

Impressed by her passion and submission to his authority, Bakari couldn't ignore that the sweet sissy provided him with just what he needed in his life.

The next day, Jackie invited her black husband to visit his new home, as she pledged her devotion and body to making him happy, and started with nursing him back to health during his convalescence. Once fully back on his feet, the officer and the sissy rebuilt the coffee shop, and from the moment the doors reopened, the business took off. Many in and around town proclaimed Café Palace, the coffee shop, had the best brew in town, and Jackie agreed, although her favorite was the highly potent and strong African Brew administered by her espresso-dark hubby deliverer.

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