Hollywood Huge pt2 (Patreon)

West Penitentiary was always a drafty piece of painted brick and steel. That piss yellow paint they used somehow made the place stink like a subway stop marinated in the piss of users and homeless, and somehow they always had enough to repaint the place top to bottom every couple of years. It turned the stomach but Detective Hillary Costa assumed that was the point. If you were here this is where you deserved to be.

Waiting beside her was her partner Dutch, the 6’ blonde haired amazon was chewing on her signature toothpick. The third member of their party was Susan the prison warden, she insisted on being present for the questioning, the presence of her authority would help if their subject started to get any foolish ideas. The interrogation room was bare save for a steel table and four very uncomfortable metal chairs. 

A loud buzz signaled the entrance of the man they were here to see. Each step was a cacophony of chains, he was broad shouldered, his hair a dark brown and cut very short, his muscular bulk couldn’t be hidden in that orange jumpsuit, his eyes told of an intelligence unusual for his brand of street scum, the arrogant look on his face made Costa hate him on sight.

“Sorry ladies, had my conjugal for today, I can make room for you tomorrow though.” He said with a grin.

“Sit down and shut up.” Costa sneered. David O’Donnell, aka Datenight Dave, chuckled and sat. He threw a couple verbal jabs wrapped in that arrogance of his but Costa and Dutch were veterans of the force and they were there for a reason. They were investigating the murder of a bartender, not this one’s usual style but you never know. Assault, rape, breaking and entering, even a little grand theft auto if you dig deep enough, he could be violent, they liked him for this. He admitted to knowing the victim, recognizing her photo, and gave them both her real name and stage name Red. They had video of him slapping her in a parking lot before dragging her to his car by the hair.

“That, that was just foreplay.” He laughed, “slut liked it rough, so do I. The rougher the play the harder I get.” He said with a wink. He clarified she was an occasional girlfriend and after they walked out of frame she blew him as he drove to his place where they spent the night having very loud and aggressive sex. He claimed to have a few noise complaints to back his story up, something to look into… fuck if he had an alibi…

“You’re girlfriend, Andrea, she know about your side piece?”

“I keep a handful of fucktoys available, she doesn’t mind.”

“She doesn’t mind you being an unfaithful pig either?” Dutch asked, he barked a laugh.

“She sets it up, she knows I need more than one slut, the bitch knows her place.”

“Which is where?”

“Ok her knees choking on my big dick.” He grinned darkly. 

“This is going nowhere.” Dutch grumbled. She was right, Dave had gotten picked up on a misdemeanor and was doing three months because he pissed someone off, it wasn’t difficult to see how. The murder case was making too many headlines and the commissioner needed this solved. Costa slapped her hand on the table.

“Enough of this. You killed her and we’re gonna prove it.” She half shouted. All amusement left the room in a heartbeat. 

“I don’t kill my toys.”

“Right you just give em what they need?”

“Every slut I fuck knows what’s gonna happen. They come begging for it. Then they cum begging for more.”

“You killed her!” She was convinced.

“Again, not my style piggy.” That fucking grin…

“You’re a lying sack of shit and you’re gonna spend the rest of your life behind bars.”

“Prove it then you stupid cunt.” He stood slowly. That sneer disappeared, his eyes stopped their damned smiling, the whole room felt smaller. Cop and inmate stared each other down.

“You’re useless to me.”

“If you say so piggy.” He said amused.

Costa and Dutch took a break in the hall. Maybe a new tactic was needed, Dave wasn’t just some regular thug, he was a mover, everyone in the city knew him, why not play to that? They couldn’t get him to confess through pressure, if he did it, and they really liked him for this murder, they’d have to outsmart him, trick him into giving himself up. Back in the interview cell Costa slid the girls picture back on the table.

“Ok, you didn’t kill her, but she’s still dead and I need to know who. Tell me what you know.”

“What do I get out of it?” That grin was back.

“I’ll have a nice donation made to your commissary account.” The big man chuckled and sighed.

“That girl liked it rough, she belonged to my dick, I fuck one way and one way only, she wanted it, begged for it, loved it. Her little pansy ass business student boyfriend had no idea what she was or what she needed.” He took one long breath. “I fucked her rough and left her at my place on 6th, bodega across the street has a camera. A guy in an apartment above it likes to film me fucking my collection. Thinks he’s keeping an eye on a dangerous villain, stupid little man just likes beating off to a real man fucking women he’ll never get.” 

The interview was brief, it was looking more and more like Dave didn’t do it, damnit! They’d have to trace the girls steps from the video. The warden called for guards, Ducth made a few more comments to tease the big man, something about it being only a matter of time until he’s here permanently, Dave said nothing. That should’ve been the warning, Costa was the last one in the room when the inmate exploded from the table, his arms came around, it took a second before the tell tale “ping” hit after he’d snapped his cuffs. A big hand slapped Costa across the face and shoved her onto the table, bending her over. He was on top of her a heartbeat later. Fuck he was huge, his body felt like it was all muscle, he pressed down against her, one hand found her blouse and ripped it open giving him access to her balloon chest, that hand slapped against a tit and squeezed.

Costa was struggling but it was clear he was stronger, he had her overpowered easily. “Mouthy partner.” He sneered. “She could use this..” His hips pressed against hers, holy shit was that his cock?! His bulge felt massive and solid, it spread her thighs. “But I think you need it more piggy.” His tongue lapped at her neck, he reared back and his hips slammed into hers. He thrust hard enough to move the table and them with it, shoving it a good foot from its place.

Outside the warden, Dutch, and a slew of guards were trying to force their way at back into the room. Dave’s thrust gave them enough space and the door flew open to a small army invading and ripping the big man off now topless detective. Nightsticks rose and fell, Dave laughed through it. “A preview piggy. You know where to get more!” Dutch yanked Costa from the cell.

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“And CUT!” The episodes director yelled.

“Ok, good work people, let’s take a break.” He called. The stunt guys around Adam helped him up and someone from make up ran in to brush him off. He looked around and still couldn’t believe where he was, Adams agent had gotten him a small guest spot on the hottest crime show currently on TV, Hard Crime. The beautiful detective Hillary Costa and her more muscular partner Diane “Dutch” McCutchen solved the murder of the week, with a healthy side of nudity and sex of course. This episode Adam got to play some big shot criminal who wasn’t at all the bad guy this week but the writers had ideas for later in the season, Adam only hoped he could make a good impression and be brought back for another episode or two.

He moved through the crew and engineers looking to find Marianne, the lead actress was a huge name and tougher than she looked. He found her being checked by make up and medical staff, Adam worried he’d hurt her, the scene called for a violent “introduction”, and it took five takes to get right, he’d slammed the actresses head and body on that table harder each time, this time she’d said just to really go for it. He did and now he was afraid he’d hurt her. He was waved off and went off to lunch.

The filming of his scenes was done for the day and all he had now was the ending shot for the episode, they were on schedule to shoot it sometime tomorrow evening. In his trailer Adam found a shower and the welcome feeling of a cold beer in his hand. He’d dressed in cut off sweats, his recently recently inflated balls barely hanging out of the shorts, say nothing for his thick limp cock shaft, his fat glands poking out from below as he walked to the back of the trailer and sat down to read his script for tomorrow. Her made it a page in when a knock on his door disturbed him. “It’s open.” He called out and the beautiful face and long brown hair of Marianne Harding appeared. He was suddenly aware of himself, sitting practically naked in his trailer with his cock and balls hanging out of his shorts. 

Marianne strode in, she was a sight, mid forties and every inch of her feminine traffic stopping beauty, she came from Hollywood royalty and had the good genes that came with it. That didn’t stop her from having work done like so many others, Adam included. She’d had her waist brought in slightly, nothing requiring loss of ribs despite its popularity, her hips were wide and her ass, while big, was sculpted perfection. Her tits had been enhanced a few times, now a pair of firm orbs the size of watermelons. She came dressed in a loose fitting wrap around dress made of a soft green material. Adam scrambled to cover himself, apologizing for his appearance.

“No no it’s ok.” She laughed. “Actually it might help if we have easy access.” She started. She came over to go over their scene together, the end of the episode. The empty front of his trailer had plenty of room for “practice”. 

“Ok, so I start by fucking the warden.” He read off. 

“Might help if you were naked.” She suggested with a grin. Adam couldn’t get his pants off fast enough. “Holy shit, those balls are huge.” She commented.

“Don’t forget the stick.” He said grabbing his rapidly hardening cock in one hand and giving it a squeeze. She stepped in close.

“Actually I meant to ask, when your dick was between my thighs it felt so hard and heavy, were you really soft?” Adam chuckled.

“Absolutely, I got the sleeve put in, my cock is as hard as they come.” He announced. She just stared in wonder, one hand tentatively reaching up to feel his hardness.

“Oh my god.” She breathed. “You’re so hard.” 

“Might help if you get me going.” He said then gestured to the script. “I’m fucking the warden for a while.” Immediately she spat across his dick and started jerking him off.

“Yeah you are.” She said smiling. “You’re laying into her, this huge cock pounding away, ripping her tight pussy apart.” Adam reached up and pulled Marianne’s dress aside, exposing her incredible tits. She wasn’t wearing a bottom, her bare pussy open for him to see.

“She screams, I just fuck her harder.” He said squeezing a huge tit.

“You don’t care about how much it hurts, you just keep slamfucking the bitch around her office.” She added her other hand, double fisting his thick twenty inch long manhood. “Bending her over her desk.” His own hand joins hers, three hands gripping his fuckmast, rising and falling in unison, pumping together.

“Slamming her against her walls.”

“She screams and screams but no one stops it.”

“With every scream I just fuck her harder.”

“Because you get off on that shit don’t you.”

“Because she gets off on that shit.”

“She gets off on your huge fucking cock.”

“They all do.”

“She needs this dick, she needs a real man’s cock.”

“She belongs to my cock…and so do y…” He was interrupted by Marianne pushing into him and their lips meeting hard. They kissed fiercely, moaning into each others mouths until she pushed him away. They eyes each other, breathing hard, his cock painfully erect, her pussy dripping its sweat syrup. “I’m fucking the warden.” He said. 

“You’re fucking the warden.” She repeated, then spat on his chest and torso. “You’ve been fucking that bitch for a long time.” She said spreading her saliva over his body, making it look like he was sweating from the exertion. Adam pushed her aside, like she was just entering the room and his back was too her.

“I know you’re there, watching.” He said. He didn’t acknowledge her, he just turned, Dave met detective Costa with a hard stare, he looked deep into her eyes, her breath caught, beholding him. Marianne stepped close. Smack! The stud made his place known in the hierarchy, she cowed, submitting to him. Of course it was all in the script.

“I need you.” She whispered. He grabbed her throat and pulled her in for a lusty kiss then he pushed her against the wall. 

“Then I kneel and suck your cock.” Marianne explained the scripts next part, breathing heavy.

“Then you kneel and suck my cock.” Adam repeated. The older star knelt slowly, keeping her eyes locked onto his. 

“You’re so big.” She breathed, her mouth played with his cock before swallowing his glands. Slowly her mouth covered his cockhead, gently so as to accommodate the size of him. His tip filled her mouth, her plump lips spreading just enough to slip around him and close tight around his glands. Adam let out a deep primal groan at the feeling. His posture changed, he stood taller, his eyes glared at her, respect for her gave way to arrogance and the knowledge that this is where she belonged. This wasn’t two actors practicing a scene, this was Dave the criminal and his new fucktoy slut detective. 

One big hand grabbed her head. “You wanna be my bitch you need to do better.” He growled and pulled her down his shaft. She gagged on his dick, unprepared for being shoved unceremoniously on his length and girth. He slapped her face, punishment for her failure of swallowing him, it was an impossible task and he just wanted to hit her for the failure, he’d never tell her no one had ever done it before, not at first. She pulled back and spat out his cock, coughing up thick spit and sucking in lung fulls of air. He slapped her again, slop splattering across her, his slimy fingers invaded her mouth, spread the slobber around her face and gripped her neck. Her eyes watered with her need for him. He grunted and straightened. Detective Costa didn’t need any instruction now.

She attacked his cock, opening her mouth as wide as she could and throwing herself on his huge endowment. Her hands grabbed his shaft and held him still while she impaled herself. Quick brutal strokes, long gagging torturous dives onto his thick man meat. She wanted more than she could take and worked to take his dick even if it hurt her. She pushed herself further and further along his shaft until she was unable to swallow any more then started furiously jerking him off with both hands. Dave groaned at the treatment, just standing there and letting her do this for minutes, she didn’t stop, the woman kept choking herself on his dominant dong. Spit and slobber poured from her mouth and coated her front, her huge tits oozing with the stuff, fat drops splattered the floor falling from her mountainous mounds.

“Enough.” He growled, grabbing her by the hair Dave pulled her up and bent her over a table. Her breath caught as she felt his fat cockhead pressing against her swollen and wanting pussy mound. “Scream for me.” He ordered and thrust in, over a foot of his cock squeezing itself in her, ramming the way clear for his next thrust. Hillary Costa screamed at the invading dick. He was so big, he was so thick, it was so hard, it hurt and it felt so good all at the same time. She wanted more, she needed more.

“Oh fuck!” She cried, he pulled back and slammed home again. “Oh my goooooood!” Spit flew from her mouth as she screamed. Her body shook as she came hard with his third thrust, a foot and a half of his cock sheathing itself in her now. Dave worked up to a punishing pace, his big hands grabbed and squeezed her hips to hold her in place for his thrusting hips. Every drag out and slam in shook the table, she tried to lean up or turn, he slapped her and pushed her back down. There was only one position she’d be in today, only one way he’d fuck her this first time. The detective was his bitch and he’d fuck her like it. He pushed harder and deeper, punishing her insides, mashing and mangling anything his cock touched. She screamed in another orgasm and he ignored her pleasure, fucking through it and on to the next. 

Anyone passing by outside could hear the screams and see how violently the trailer was rocking with the rutting couple inside. Actors fucked, everyone knew this, Adam’s wasn’t the only trailer rocking with energetic lovemaking. 

……..

Detective Costa dismissed herself from the station, she ‘had to check in with an informant’. The prison guards let her through, who would actually stop her? She walked right through to the wardens office, she could see the figures inside, the huge bulk of the prisoner and the bend over bimbo body of the warden. Her screams of pleasure echoed in the hall, the only wound aside from Costa’s foot falls. She didn’t announce herself she just opened the door and stepped in. Dave had the warden leaning against a bookshelf, they were both naked and sweaty. The wardens skin marked in a dozen places by the prisoners hands. Her skin oozing from previously deposited loads of cum. He didn’t stop fucking her. The big man just threw his hips into the woman harder and faster. She screamed and screamed, her body shaking until Dave grunted and growled with his own orgasm. He held her impaled on his full length as his balls emptied in h to womb. 

Then he stepped back, pulling his full length from the wardens innards. Her eyes grew wide. He was huge, the biggest Costa he ever seen, thickest too. Her eye were locked on his cock as it dripped with his love mix. He took a step toward her, then another, now her eyes rose to meet his…slap! He said nothing but she knew what that was for. His hand shot up to grab her throat and squeeze. The other came for her coat and blouse, tearing both open to expose her huge tits to him. Without instruction she pulled her coat and blouse off, no need to hide herself from him, he wanted to see her and that made her feel wonderful. His hand clamped around her neck pushed down and she slid to her knees, mouth level with his still rock hard cock. He took his hand away and detective Costa attacked the big man’s cock like it was the only thing she wanted in life.

………

“Cut!” The director called. “Amazing job everyone, one take, guys the chemistry is off the charts, I love it…” Adam wasn’t listening to him, he was concentrating on Marianne, who was also entirely lost in her team, currently on her knees, sucking his cock like a woman possessed for the second time in twenty four hours. 

He hoped he made a good impression, his character he potential, and with how this episode would end he hoped Datenight Dave would make more appearances…but if he did that he’d probably need a bigger dick.