It was late in the evening and I was getting bored all alone on a Friday night. Not wanting to be alone for another miserable night, I got dressed and headed out to a movie all by myself. I found a romantic comedy that had gotten high reviews, and settled into the darkest corner in the back that I could find.
Just after the movie started, a tall man who smelled of very expensive cologne, came and sat two seats down from me. A little upset that I just couldn’t be left alone, I tried to ignore him and watch the movie, but the fresh, clean smell wafted past my nose, which made me shift a little towards his direction. After a little while he got up and went to get a drink.
When he came back he sat in the seat right next to me, looked at me with a warm smile and said hi. I said hi and looked at him. WOW, what a handsome man I thought to myself. He was tall, big muscles and a baby face that any woman would die for. He offered me some popcorn and I readily agreed. Sitting their eating popcorn and watching the movie he slowly put his arm around my shoulder. My nipples immediately stood at attention and began to swell as I thought about him touching me.
He was eating popcorn with one hand and reached over to feel my right breast with the other. My pussy began to tingle and I knew it wouldn’t be long before I got wet. I reached over to feel his now hard member through his rather snug jeans. I rubbed my hand up and down his concealed cock and balls, making his jeans even more snug than before.
I looked around to make sure no one was looking in our direction and then slowly I unzipped his zipper, releasing his throbbing, swollen cock. As I took his cock out I thought it looked like the most beautiful thing I had seen in a long time. Without caring if anyone else was watching, I went into my own private world and put my head down and started sucking him. I just couldn’t help wanting to taste his sweet cock meat. Licking it like it was a snow cone, with a little of cum oozing out of the tip. I licked it off as if it were whipped topping.
He grabbed the back of my hair and held my ponytail as I went up and down his long thick shaft. I loved sucking sweet cock like his. I began taking the whole thing into my mouth until it was almost choking me, then bringing it back out to suck on the tip like a lollipop. Slowly I took each one of his balls and swirled it around in my mouth. I licked my tongue all around his rock hard cock and again sucked it all the way in and down my throat. He was gently holding my head and shoving it down on him at the same time.
With my other hand I slid my panties off from under my dress, and directed his hand towards my opening. He let out a moan when he felt my freshly shaven cunt, and began fingering my clit as he slid a finger deep inside my wet cunt. It was all I could do to keep from screaming when I felt him flick his finger deep inside across my cervix. He pulled out a little pussy juice and began rubbing it around my clit, until I came in a shuddering orgasm.
I could not believe I was doing this, but when I looked around and saw that no one had yet taken notice of us, I decided to go a further. I then sat up and leaned in the other direction so he could eat my soaking wet pussy. He licked and lapped at my pussy like he hadn’t eaten in days. Flicking his tongue like a snake across my clit and then sucking the swollen head into his warm, wet mouth.
He was still sucking and fingering my pussy when I look up and noticed that the credits were rolling on the screen and the movie was over. I looked at him with pouty lips, disappointed that I had yet to feel his thick meat deep inside my wet cunt. With a huge smile on his face, he motioned for me to go with him behind the curtains and finish what we started. Of course I agreed, and we slipped out of the crowd to go behind the curtains by the screen.
There was just enough light that I could see his beautiful cock, so I dropped to my knees to taste his wonderful cock again. I grabbed a hold of his balls and squeezed them lightly as he moaned and we fell back on the bags of popcorn that was stored in the area. He started playing with my pussy again, sliding his long fingers inside my still soaking wet cunt. I sucked his big cock until I felt him getting close to cumming, then I pulled off him, wanting to feel his thickness deep inside me.
We switched positions and he spread my legs wide. Teasingly, he put the tip of his cock by my pussy and rubbed it up and down across my swollen clit. Slowly he slipped the head of his cock inside my throbbing awaiting cunt, teasing me more as he pulled it in and out, rubbing my juices over my clit. When I began to feel like I couldn’t stand the teasing any longer, he shoved it in, filling me all the way. We both moaned out loud as his man meat hit the bottom of my pussy wall. He held it there solidly on the bottom, enjoying the sensation for a brief moment, before he pulled it back out and then slammed it back in again.
He pounded it in me hard and fast, as he reached down and squeezed both my nipples firmly in his hands. He then grabbed my breast firmly, placing my nipples between his two middle fingers and began squeezing my breast and nipples as he slammed his cock in and out of my cunt. He fucked me long and hard, using my breast to pull my body down hard onto his cock. When he felt me cumming, he began slamming his cock harder and deeper inside my pussy, until I felt like I was going to scream so loud that everyone on the other side of the screen would hear me over the sounds of the movie playing.
After he felt my pussy contractions stop, he slowed down and let go of my breast. He then began working his cock around in different angles, as he began massaging my clit with his right hand. He pulled some cum from my cunt using his cock, and began rubbing it across my tight ass opening. I held my legs open high and wide as he slowly worked his cock head around my ass opening using my milky white cream filling. As he slowly slid more of his cock deep inside my ass, his fingers magically worked my clit back and forth until it was swollen to double it’s normal size.
I was close to cumming when I felt his cock go completely into my ass. I let out a loud painful moan when he began going in and out of my opening. He could tell by how tight my anal opening was, that I hadn’t had much anal sex, so he took his time gently going in and out. He began stroking my clit up and down faster as he went in and out of my tight opening. He slipped two fingers into my cunt as he continued stoking my swollen clit. The sensation was more than my body could take and I began moaning loudly as his fingers and cock worked in and out of my holes.
His thumb massaged across my clit as his fingers explored around inside my cunt, pulling out juices to lubricate my ass opening. He could tell that I was close to cumming, so he began rubbing my clit back and forth quickly as he worked his cock in and out of my ass. I almost screamed out loud when I felt myself exploding cum all around fingers. As I continued to cum he began slamming his cock in and out of my ass harder than I had ever been fucked before.
I came really hard and tensed up, squeezing his fingers and cock with my hard contractions. He gave me one more hard slam deep inside before he too came with a humungous orgasm. I felt his hot sticky cum shoot deep inside my ass. He pumped the last of his cum into sore ass, then pulled out his fingers and licked my cum from the tips. As his dick limply hung in my ass we stared at each other and smiled.
It wore both of us out and we lay there trying to catch our breaths. I explained to him that I don’t never do things like this, and he said he didn’t either. I asked him if he had plans for tonight and he said no with a huge smile on his face. I offered to make him dinner and serve him a great desert. He agreed quickly, so we got up and quickly dressed making ourselves look presentable again. In the darkness of the theater we snuck out past everyone without being noticed. We walked outside and I gave him directions to my house.
Monday, January 19, 2009
Saturday, January 17, 2009
Don't Drink and Drive
“Do you know you were weaving back and forth across lanes miss?”
“Oh my, officer,” I said batting my long, full eyelashes, “I had no idea, I guess I wasn’t paying attention.” I tried to pour my charm on thick, trying to convince the officer that I was a good girl. I handed him my license and registration, as I fussed and twisted my long locks of golden blonde hair.
He stood well over 6″ tall on the shoulder of the road, with his face high up out of my sight, but his zipper was at eye level. I couldn’t help glancing at his rather large package that was tightly concealed in his dark blue police uniform. In his hand, he held his flashlight, which could have doubled as a night stick, and on his other side hung a pistol holstered to his belt, which held a radio, hand-cuffs, pepper-spray, and other objects of protection. I could see his bullet proof vest under his uniform which made him look even more powerful.
“You also ran two stop signs and were driving very erratically,” the officer continued, as he checked over my driver’s license and shinned his light into my blue-green eyes.It wasn’t easy making “pretty eyes” while I was being blinded by his flashlight, and especially after midnight when I had a few drinks earlier in the evening at a bar with some friends. Somehow I managed to remain calm as I hiked up my thin, white shorts and adjusted my perky, C-cup sized breasts as he watched my every move. His flashlight moved from my face to my thighs and followed my hand as I lifted and shifted the hem just a little more.
“Honestly sir, I didn’t notice the stop sign,” I pleaded. “If there’s anything I can…”
“Have you been drinking?” he asked and leaned down towards my face.
“I had a drink or two earlier, but I assure you, I’m not drunk.”
“What’s your name miss?” the officer asked in a even deeper tone of voice, and staring directly into my face.
“Tayla, but everyone calls me Candy,” I said in my sexiest voice. “And what is your name?” I asked with a huge smile.
“Brown,” he said. “Captain John Brown, Tulsa PD. Now I’m going to have to ask you to step outside the vehicle Candy.”
Reluctantly, I opened my car door and stepped out onto the pavement, stumbling slightly as I did. He seemed angry that he had to pull me over, and never smiled at all, still I kept my composure, and insisted, “I’m not drunk.” But I knew in the back of my mind that I was well over the legal limit, still I felt assured in my driving abilities.
Captain Brown was a large man indeed. I was a lean stature of 5′8″ and 130lbs, but he was still much taller than me, standing at least 6′4″ or maybe more. He had light brown hair which was short and tapered around to the back. He was a nicely aged older man, maybe late 30’s to early 40’s. He continued to stare at me with his eyes fixed on my face, as I stared at his sturdy, masculine chin, his well groomed moustache and smooth cheeks. I wanted to wrap my arms around him tightly and inhale the aroma from his aftershave.His deep, authoritive voice, brought me out of my daydream, “I’m going to run you through a few sobriety test and hopefully I can let you go home. It shouldn’t take long Candy.”
“Oh no, I hope it doesn’t take too long,” I said, playing up to his good side. “I have to meet some friends later.”
He acted as if he had heard it all before. Women trying to flirt their way out of a ticket. ”I had no idea I was doing anything wrong. Please, I promise to be more careful,” I said standing seductively and leaning lightly towards his patrol car. I hoped that maybe a little bartering, flirting and I’d be on my way home.
When the test began I sang the alphabet, walked a straight line, runway style, and even touched my nose one finger at a time while licking my ruby red lip-stick covered lips. I shifted my eyes from his eyes, to his growing erection and giggled then joked, “Oh no, not the breathalyzer.”
“Candy, please turn around and put you hands on the car. Feet apart.” When I refused to comply to his orders, he forcefully grabbed me by my hair and one arm, then laid me over the hood of his car for a full body search.Brown failed to find humor in my little display, and appeared more angry than before. I too quickly changed my tune and began cussing at him, telling him what a sorry excuse he was, and how I paid his salary, so he should be protecting me, not harassing me.
“You sorry son-of-bitch, I hate you, you fucking pig. Asshole!!! Fuck you!!! I wish I could cut your fucking throat!!” I shouted at him as he continued his rough search of my body. I tried to fight against him, but my efforts were in vain, but I still continued cussing like a sailor at him.
Pinned under his body weight, unable to move, I decided I would be better off to just cooperate and get things over with. I obeyed, and the Captain partially released his hold on me and began frisking me up and down my body with his muscular hands. His warm hands touched my ankles and slowly patted his way up my naked legs. As his touch reached the hem of my shorts, I arched my back and pushed my ass out to meet him. His thick fingers swiped my pussy gently and wrapped around my waistband, feeling every possible place to conceal an object. Standing behind me, he lifted my shirt and felt my back. His cologne floated heavily through the air, making me to take deep breaths in and out. Before I knew it, his hands were around my body and feeling my breast, making my nipples stand at attention. When he leaned against me to check my arms and wrists, his stiff cock pressed tightly against my ass. I moved against him submissively.
“Is that your night stick, or are you enjoying this as much as I am?” I teasingly taunted him.
“Well Candy, you passed the field sobriety test, but I smell alcohol on you. I’ll need to take you to the station.” Captain Brown escorted me to his patrol car, “Watch your head,” he added, assisting me into the back seat.
Once in the driver seat, Brown called on the radio and requested a private conference room using code numbers too hard to decipher.
At the station he took me to a small room with only a desk and two folding chairs. They were too uncomfortable to sit on, so I propped my ass against the desk instead. There was a large mirror on the wall next to me, which I used to see how my hair looked, and re-adjusted my tits in my bra so that they stood out more. I thought it was cute how Brown, a serious policeman, tried desperately to remain un-aroused with my femininity. I turned on my heels and faced Brown, locking my gaze to his. I was too adorable to refuse.
“I really hope this isn’t going to take long,” I said impatiently. “I really do have friends waiting for me. Can I at least call them?”
“Sorry Candy, cell phones are forbidden in the building. This’ll only take a few more minutes. I need to do a cavity search on you. Would you please remove your clothes?”
“A strip search for a traffic violation?” Shocked and afraid, I snapped, “I’m not wearing any…Oh fuck it!”
I had enough liquor in me that I felt at ease, and without hesitation I removed my black halter-top. My pale-white C-sized breasts were just the right size and firm, with erect nipples that pointed to the ceiling. Then I peeled off my Daisy duke shorts and stepped out of them. I could tell he was staring at my beautiful heart shaped ass, and my smoothly shaven vagina. My moist pussy lips were puckered and protruding. I stood within arms length of him revealing every inch of my naked body. I felt naughty for not wearing panties, but yet it was very exciting and I couldn’t help admiring myself in the full length mirror. I looked over and caught another glance at the Captain standing at attention.
Folding my arms and cupping my supple breasts I asked, “This floor is cold, can I leave my shoes on?”
“Yes you can. Now open your mouth, he said as he picked up a pair of rubber gloves and snapped them on. He shinned a light into my mouth as he looked inside and made me lift my tongue. He ran his gloved finger along my gum line and to the back of my throat. As he began to remove his finger from my mouth, I closed my lips and gently sucked on his finger.
Again, he asked me to face away from him, “Hands on the table and feet apart.” Brown pushed my legs even further apart and began frisking me once again. Much slower and indiscreetly this time.
“I’m naked. What could I be hiding? Why are frisking me?” I ask, almost protesting and becoming angry again.
Suddenly I squealed as his thick fingers separated my ass cheeks, jabbing and stretching my anal passage. First a single finger, then a second.
“This may be a little uncomfortable,” Brown warned too late.
“Yes,” I answered half agreeing and half approving.
My breathing was getting heavy and I could feel his fingers bear down on my asshole. The pressure was like a dizzying rush and it was making me weak. With his fingers still implanted deep within me, Brown rose behind me and I could feel another finger touching my wet pussy. He slowly spread my wet lips apart and inserted two fingers. He slowly rotated his fingers around my cervix, and then pushed his fingers deep inside my cunt walls until he touched the bottom. He withdrew his fingers and pulled some of the cum from my cunt and wiped it around my ass so his other finger would slide deeper into my ass. He stuck two fingers back in my ass, two fingers in my pussy and used his thumb to begin massaging my clit. The more excited I became the more sober my body was becoming.
Brown had his long 9″ thick cock ready to shove inside my cavities. The thought of this sexy officer touching and fondling me was making me so horny that I felt faint. When he pulled his fingers out my ass and cunt, my knees buckled and I fell back. He grabbed me around my thin waist, as he guided his ridged cock up my tight little hairless cunt. I was laying face down on the table, with my ass high in the air. I lifted my hips upward, presenting my ass for him to spank. He was deep in me, working his cock slowly in and out of my tight pussy as his finger stuck deep in my tight asshole.
“Oh Captain,… I’ve been such a bad girl.” I moaned out loud as he slapped me hard across the ass. “I promise I’ll be a good girl from now on.”
I could see my reflection in the mirror, and watched as Brown stuck his skewer in my pussy and began fucking vigorously, while still working his finger in and out my ass. I was loving the double penetration. I could feel his fingers touching his cock between my womb and my ass. It felt as though he would wear through the barrier, tearing me a new ass hole. He continued his assault, pumping and shaking his hips and pelvis into my tight, wet pussy. Fighting and forcing his fingers further up my ass. His left hand was around my waist supporting me as he thrust harder and deeper. My legs clamped around his ass as if to win a wheel barrel race.
I moved against his rampant thrusts, challenging his strength. Defying his authority. Groaning and shouting cliches and sayings like; “Protect me. Serve me John…” and “Enforce yourself on me Captain… I’ve been a naughty girl.”
He was very handsome and refined, but in the mirror his face looked more threatening and crooked. Boys are fun and energetic. Older men are sexy and respectful. This man was an animal. Captain John Brown was officer, judge , jury and executioner.
“I’m a criminal, Captain,” I cried. “Punish me,” I shouted as his thrust became deeper and more powerful.
John was hot in the mirror, but when I looked at myself lying there face down, spread eagle around this seasoned professionals waist, I fell in lust with myself. Just the sight of myself having elicit sex with a stranger made me cum. My tummy smacked the table as John’s grip fell from my waist. The quick, unexpected jolt forced me to a spastic orgasm and the shock raised me to new and higher levels of pleasure. My pussy tightened up and grabbed his cock with such force, he knew I had cam. I was becoming more sober with each thrust. My head was no longer spinning, and I was beginning to realized what I was actually doing.“I’m not sure if you’re sober yet, so put your hands out Candy,” he commanded.
I obeyed and he slapped the cuffs on me and flipped me over on my back. It hurt, but yet it felt so right. He was being very forceful and too strong to resist his arrest. His fingers and his cock were gliding in and out of my soft pussy and ass. In and out. Sometimes in unison, sometimes at different depths. I cam again and again.
His withdrew his fingers from my ass and slowly slid his swollen cock deep in my ass and began slowly pumping in and out as his hand played with my clit. His other hand was on my shoulders, with his thumb clenching my throat. He wanted me to look him in the eye as he practiced this sordid display of police brutality. It hurt everywhere, but I was loving it. I was whimpering and my face was twisted as tears began streaming down my cheeks. I was fully sober now, as John used his whole body weight to force his cock deeper into my ass. He ran his fingers up my pussy and pulled cum out to rub across my clit, making it swell until I exploded in a force that made me scream out loud.“I promise, I’ll never drink and drive again!!”
John pulled his dick from my ass, stroked it a few times and shot cum on my smoothly shaven cunt. Another splashed on my belly button ring. “Bull’s eye,” I said. A third and fourth shot into my hair and onto my lips. I touch his dick between my arched feet and pull yet more hot semen from his fading erection.
He removed his plastic, cum soaked gloves and tossed them into the trashcan, and then picked up a towel to wipe himself and me off. Still handcuffed I kneeled before him and stared desirably at his midsection.
“You are truly one of Tulsa’s finest officers,” I said and kissed his shriveled cock. Licking his balls and sucking the tips of his fingers, I whispered gently, “I definitely have sober up.”
“Okay then, I’ll let you go with a warning this time, since you seem to be sorry that you messed up. But remember, I won’t let you off so easy next time.” Reaching into his wallet he smiled, but still was serious. “Here’s my card. Call me if you ever decide to drink again, and maybe I can help you sober up before you drive.”
“Thanks for sobering me up, officer.”
“Not a problem miss. I’m just doing my job, keeping these streets safe.”
He chauffeured me to my car and let me go. Kissing my knuckles, he gallantly held my car door open and waited for me to put my seat belt on before returning to his car.
“Oh my, officer,” I said batting my long, full eyelashes, “I had no idea, I guess I wasn’t paying attention.” I tried to pour my charm on thick, trying to convince the officer that I was a good girl. I handed him my license and registration, as I fussed and twisted my long locks of golden blonde hair.
He stood well over 6″ tall on the shoulder of the road, with his face high up out of my sight, but his zipper was at eye level. I couldn’t help glancing at his rather large package that was tightly concealed in his dark blue police uniform. In his hand, he held his flashlight, which could have doubled as a night stick, and on his other side hung a pistol holstered to his belt, which held a radio, hand-cuffs, pepper-spray, and other objects of protection. I could see his bullet proof vest under his uniform which made him look even more powerful.
“You also ran two stop signs and were driving very erratically,” the officer continued, as he checked over my driver’s license and shinned his light into my blue-green eyes.It wasn’t easy making “pretty eyes” while I was being blinded by his flashlight, and especially after midnight when I had a few drinks earlier in the evening at a bar with some friends. Somehow I managed to remain calm as I hiked up my thin, white shorts and adjusted my perky, C-cup sized breasts as he watched my every move. His flashlight moved from my face to my thighs and followed my hand as I lifted and shifted the hem just a little more.
“Honestly sir, I didn’t notice the stop sign,” I pleaded. “If there’s anything I can…”
“Have you been drinking?” he asked and leaned down towards my face.
“I had a drink or two earlier, but I assure you, I’m not drunk.”
“What’s your name miss?” the officer asked in a even deeper tone of voice, and staring directly into my face.
“Tayla, but everyone calls me Candy,” I said in my sexiest voice. “And what is your name?” I asked with a huge smile.
“Brown,” he said. “Captain John Brown, Tulsa PD. Now I’m going to have to ask you to step outside the vehicle Candy.”
Reluctantly, I opened my car door and stepped out onto the pavement, stumbling slightly as I did. He seemed angry that he had to pull me over, and never smiled at all, still I kept my composure, and insisted, “I’m not drunk.” But I knew in the back of my mind that I was well over the legal limit, still I felt assured in my driving abilities.
Captain Brown was a large man indeed. I was a lean stature of 5′8″ and 130lbs, but he was still much taller than me, standing at least 6′4″ or maybe more. He had light brown hair which was short and tapered around to the back. He was a nicely aged older man, maybe late 30’s to early 40’s. He continued to stare at me with his eyes fixed on my face, as I stared at his sturdy, masculine chin, his well groomed moustache and smooth cheeks. I wanted to wrap my arms around him tightly and inhale the aroma from his aftershave.His deep, authoritive voice, brought me out of my daydream, “I’m going to run you through a few sobriety test and hopefully I can let you go home. It shouldn’t take long Candy.”
“Oh no, I hope it doesn’t take too long,” I said, playing up to his good side. “I have to meet some friends later.”
He acted as if he had heard it all before. Women trying to flirt their way out of a ticket. ”I had no idea I was doing anything wrong. Please, I promise to be more careful,” I said standing seductively and leaning lightly towards his patrol car. I hoped that maybe a little bartering, flirting and I’d be on my way home.
When the test began I sang the alphabet, walked a straight line, runway style, and even touched my nose one finger at a time while licking my ruby red lip-stick covered lips. I shifted my eyes from his eyes, to his growing erection and giggled then joked, “Oh no, not the breathalyzer.”
“Candy, please turn around and put you hands on the car. Feet apart.” When I refused to comply to his orders, he forcefully grabbed me by my hair and one arm, then laid me over the hood of his car for a full body search.Brown failed to find humor in my little display, and appeared more angry than before. I too quickly changed my tune and began cussing at him, telling him what a sorry excuse he was, and how I paid his salary, so he should be protecting me, not harassing me.
“You sorry son-of-bitch, I hate you, you fucking pig. Asshole!!! Fuck you!!! I wish I could cut your fucking throat!!” I shouted at him as he continued his rough search of my body. I tried to fight against him, but my efforts were in vain, but I still continued cussing like a sailor at him.
Pinned under his body weight, unable to move, I decided I would be better off to just cooperate and get things over with. I obeyed, and the Captain partially released his hold on me and began frisking me up and down my body with his muscular hands. His warm hands touched my ankles and slowly patted his way up my naked legs. As his touch reached the hem of my shorts, I arched my back and pushed my ass out to meet him. His thick fingers swiped my pussy gently and wrapped around my waistband, feeling every possible place to conceal an object. Standing behind me, he lifted my shirt and felt my back. His cologne floated heavily through the air, making me to take deep breaths in and out. Before I knew it, his hands were around my body and feeling my breast, making my nipples stand at attention. When he leaned against me to check my arms and wrists, his stiff cock pressed tightly against my ass. I moved against him submissively.
“Is that your night stick, or are you enjoying this as much as I am?” I teasingly taunted him.
“Well Candy, you passed the field sobriety test, but I smell alcohol on you. I’ll need to take you to the station.” Captain Brown escorted me to his patrol car, “Watch your head,” he added, assisting me into the back seat.
Once in the driver seat, Brown called on the radio and requested a private conference room using code numbers too hard to decipher.
At the station he took me to a small room with only a desk and two folding chairs. They were too uncomfortable to sit on, so I propped my ass against the desk instead. There was a large mirror on the wall next to me, which I used to see how my hair looked, and re-adjusted my tits in my bra so that they stood out more. I thought it was cute how Brown, a serious policeman, tried desperately to remain un-aroused with my femininity. I turned on my heels and faced Brown, locking my gaze to his. I was too adorable to refuse.
“I really hope this isn’t going to take long,” I said impatiently. “I really do have friends waiting for me. Can I at least call them?”
“Sorry Candy, cell phones are forbidden in the building. This’ll only take a few more minutes. I need to do a cavity search on you. Would you please remove your clothes?”
“A strip search for a traffic violation?” Shocked and afraid, I snapped, “I’m not wearing any…Oh fuck it!”
I had enough liquor in me that I felt at ease, and without hesitation I removed my black halter-top. My pale-white C-sized breasts were just the right size and firm, with erect nipples that pointed to the ceiling. Then I peeled off my Daisy duke shorts and stepped out of them. I could tell he was staring at my beautiful heart shaped ass, and my smoothly shaven vagina. My moist pussy lips were puckered and protruding. I stood within arms length of him revealing every inch of my naked body. I felt naughty for not wearing panties, but yet it was very exciting and I couldn’t help admiring myself in the full length mirror. I looked over and caught another glance at the Captain standing at attention.
Folding my arms and cupping my supple breasts I asked, “This floor is cold, can I leave my shoes on?”
“Yes you can. Now open your mouth, he said as he picked up a pair of rubber gloves and snapped them on. He shinned a light into my mouth as he looked inside and made me lift my tongue. He ran his gloved finger along my gum line and to the back of my throat. As he began to remove his finger from my mouth, I closed my lips and gently sucked on his finger.
Again, he asked me to face away from him, “Hands on the table and feet apart.” Brown pushed my legs even further apart and began frisking me once again. Much slower and indiscreetly this time.
“I’m naked. What could I be hiding? Why are frisking me?” I ask, almost protesting and becoming angry again.
Suddenly I squealed as his thick fingers separated my ass cheeks, jabbing and stretching my anal passage. First a single finger, then a second.
“This may be a little uncomfortable,” Brown warned too late.
“Yes,” I answered half agreeing and half approving.
My breathing was getting heavy and I could feel his fingers bear down on my asshole. The pressure was like a dizzying rush and it was making me weak. With his fingers still implanted deep within me, Brown rose behind me and I could feel another finger touching my wet pussy. He slowly spread my wet lips apart and inserted two fingers. He slowly rotated his fingers around my cervix, and then pushed his fingers deep inside my cunt walls until he touched the bottom. He withdrew his fingers and pulled some of the cum from my cunt and wiped it around my ass so his other finger would slide deeper into my ass. He stuck two fingers back in my ass, two fingers in my pussy and used his thumb to begin massaging my clit. The more excited I became the more sober my body was becoming.
Brown had his long 9″ thick cock ready to shove inside my cavities. The thought of this sexy officer touching and fondling me was making me so horny that I felt faint. When he pulled his fingers out my ass and cunt, my knees buckled and I fell back. He grabbed me around my thin waist, as he guided his ridged cock up my tight little hairless cunt. I was laying face down on the table, with my ass high in the air. I lifted my hips upward, presenting my ass for him to spank. He was deep in me, working his cock slowly in and out of my tight pussy as his finger stuck deep in my tight asshole.
“Oh Captain,… I’ve been such a bad girl.” I moaned out loud as he slapped me hard across the ass. “I promise I’ll be a good girl from now on.”
I could see my reflection in the mirror, and watched as Brown stuck his skewer in my pussy and began fucking vigorously, while still working his finger in and out my ass. I was loving the double penetration. I could feel his fingers touching his cock between my womb and my ass. It felt as though he would wear through the barrier, tearing me a new ass hole. He continued his assault, pumping and shaking his hips and pelvis into my tight, wet pussy. Fighting and forcing his fingers further up my ass. His left hand was around my waist supporting me as he thrust harder and deeper. My legs clamped around his ass as if to win a wheel barrel race.
I moved against his rampant thrusts, challenging his strength. Defying his authority. Groaning and shouting cliches and sayings like; “Protect me. Serve me John…” and “Enforce yourself on me Captain… I’ve been a naughty girl.”
He was very handsome and refined, but in the mirror his face looked more threatening and crooked. Boys are fun and energetic. Older men are sexy and respectful. This man was an animal. Captain John Brown was officer, judge , jury and executioner.
“I’m a criminal, Captain,” I cried. “Punish me,” I shouted as his thrust became deeper and more powerful.
John was hot in the mirror, but when I looked at myself lying there face down, spread eagle around this seasoned professionals waist, I fell in lust with myself. Just the sight of myself having elicit sex with a stranger made me cum. My tummy smacked the table as John’s grip fell from my waist. The quick, unexpected jolt forced me to a spastic orgasm and the shock raised me to new and higher levels of pleasure. My pussy tightened up and grabbed his cock with such force, he knew I had cam. I was becoming more sober with each thrust. My head was no longer spinning, and I was beginning to realized what I was actually doing.“I’m not sure if you’re sober yet, so put your hands out Candy,” he commanded.
I obeyed and he slapped the cuffs on me and flipped me over on my back. It hurt, but yet it felt so right. He was being very forceful and too strong to resist his arrest. His fingers and his cock were gliding in and out of my soft pussy and ass. In and out. Sometimes in unison, sometimes at different depths. I cam again and again.
His withdrew his fingers from my ass and slowly slid his swollen cock deep in my ass and began slowly pumping in and out as his hand played with my clit. His other hand was on my shoulders, with his thumb clenching my throat. He wanted me to look him in the eye as he practiced this sordid display of police brutality. It hurt everywhere, but I was loving it. I was whimpering and my face was twisted as tears began streaming down my cheeks. I was fully sober now, as John used his whole body weight to force his cock deeper into my ass. He ran his fingers up my pussy and pulled cum out to rub across my clit, making it swell until I exploded in a force that made me scream out loud.“I promise, I’ll never drink and drive again!!”
John pulled his dick from my ass, stroked it a few times and shot cum on my smoothly shaven cunt. Another splashed on my belly button ring. “Bull’s eye,” I said. A third and fourth shot into my hair and onto my lips. I touch his dick between my arched feet and pull yet more hot semen from his fading erection.
He removed his plastic, cum soaked gloves and tossed them into the trashcan, and then picked up a towel to wipe himself and me off. Still handcuffed I kneeled before him and stared desirably at his midsection.
“You are truly one of Tulsa’s finest officers,” I said and kissed his shriveled cock. Licking his balls and sucking the tips of his fingers, I whispered gently, “I definitely have sober up.”
“Okay then, I’ll let you go with a warning this time, since you seem to be sorry that you messed up. But remember, I won’t let you off so easy next time.” Reaching into his wallet he smiled, but still was serious. “Here’s my card. Call me if you ever decide to drink again, and maybe I can help you sober up before you drive.”
“Thanks for sobering me up, officer.”
“Not a problem miss. I’m just doing my job, keeping these streets safe.”
He chauffeured me to my car and let me go. Kissing my knuckles, he gallantly held my car door open and waited for me to put my seat belt on before returning to his car.
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Friday, January 9, 2009
The Good Guy
It was a beautiful spring afternoon and Damien didn’t have a care in the world as he walked home from school. The sun was shining brightly in the clear blue sky and his thoughts were on going for a swim in the old quarry pit on the other side of town when out of the corner of his eye he saw a middle-aged woman falling down on the steps in front of her house. He raced to her aid and while helping her to her feet asked, “Are you all right, ma’am, that was a nasty spill?”
I-I think so,” she replied obviously a bit shaken, “that was stupid of me, I’ve never done that before, but thank you for helping me up.”
“No problem,” Damien replied as he turned to leave, “I was happy to help.”
He was halfway down the front walk when she called out, “Say, would you like to step inside and have a glass of lemonade, I just made a pitcher full out of fresh lemons. He was a little dry, and after giving it a moment’s though nodded his head and answered, “Sure that would be nice.”
“Wow,” he said as they walked through the living room on the way to the kitchen, “this place is really fancy.”
“Why thank you, uh I never did get your name,” she replied, “I’m Mary and you’re…”
“Damien,” he shot back quickly, “I’m in my 4th year at OU, and I’ll be graduating in another month.”
“Well,” she said while pouring their drinks, “here’s to the future graduate.”
“Thanks,” Damien replied as he took a long drink of the ice-cold liquid, “mmmmm this sure tastes good.”
They drank for a minute or so in silence when all at once Damien began to feel a little light headed, he steadied himself on the counter and after staring at his drink, he slowly slipped to the floor and passed out cold.
The next thing he remembered was waking up with a spitting headache and the sensation of having his arms and legs being stretched hard in spread eagle fashion. He shook his head from side to side trying to shake the cobwebs from his brain, and when he finally was able to focus, he was stunned to find that he was in a dark basement and locked in a device that kept him immobile and completely vulnerable.
“What the hell’s going on here,” he thought to himself while trying to see if he was alone, “that woman, she did this to me!” He strained to free his arms from their restraint, but it was hopeless, he was captured and there wasn’t a damn thing he could do about it. He was just about to yell for help when into the room came a naked 250-pound woman crawling on all fours with a collar around her neck being led with a leash by the woman who called herself Mary.
“W-what are you going to do to me,” he asked fearfully while keeping his eyes on the poor girl sitting naked on the floor, “you can’t keep me here, I’ll call the police!”
“Oh, no,” she replied, “I’m so scared. Tell me Cutiepie, should I be afraid of this big tough guy?”
“No, ma’am,” she replied with her head down.
“Well, Damien,” she retorted, “Cutiepie here doesn’t seem to think I’m in much trouble, so now that I have you, what shall I do with you?”
Damien nervously eyed the older woman, and it was then that he noticed that she was wearing a black leather bra, leather panties, stockings and garter belt, and of course black high-healed shoes. Damien was contemplating her plans for him when she stunned him back to reality when she ordered Cutiepie, “Okay, my bitch, off with his clothes and be quick about it!”
Cutiepie moved with easy agility as she used a sharp pair of scissors to snip away every stitch of the young man’s clothing, causing his cock to thicken in front of the two strangers.
“My, my,” Mary said softly, “will you just look at that, our guest has a nice big hard-on, he must really like his accommodations, don’t you think so, bitch?”
“Yes, Mistress,” she replied with her head down, “he must like it very much.”
“So,” she pressed on, “what do you think we should do with it?”
“I think sucking it would be the best thing,” she replied.
“Hmmmmmm, that sounds like a fine idea. What do you think, Damien, would you like to get your dick sucked?”
His head was now spinning like a top as these two perverts discussed his organ and what to do with it, so in a very shaky voice he stammered, “D-don’t you dare touch me, I don’t want some dried up old hag sucking my cock!”
“Such a naughty mouth,” she admonished him, “but of course you’re right, I wouldn’t dream of sucking your worthless piece of garbage pecker, but I think Cutiepie would be interested in the prospect, am I right Cutiepie…how does that sound?
“That sounds wonderful, Mistress,” the twenty something woman answered with her head still bowed, “may I suck him now, please may I?”
The gravity of the situation was now just beginning to dawn on him. No one knew where he was, and worse yet, he was in the thrall of a woman who was about to use him in a way that he wasn’t sure he would enjoy. Cutiepie waited patiently for her Mistress to give her permission, and then with a mere nod of her head she unleashed her cocksucker slave upon his now very erect penis.
“No, please no,” he offered weakly, “stop her. Don’t let her do this to me!”
Mary merely laughed off his pleas and urged her fat bitch to empty Damien’s load into her hot, fat, and eager mouth. This was unbelievable, here he was getting his cock sucked by a hot-mouthed fat girl who was better at her craft than any woman he had ever had in his short life. Closer and closer, his climax inched, until finally he closed his eyes and just gave into his passion. His nut sack tightened in a precursor to his cum, but just as he was ready to blow, his nipples were seared by a burning sensation that caused him to bark in agony while his orgasm was temporarily put on hold.
“Ohhhhhhh, god,” he gasped, “w-what have you done to me, oh it hurts so bad! He opened his eyes just in time to see Mary finish hooking a pair of sharp-toothed alligator clips to his now bleeding nipples. “Y- you’re crazy,” he gasped as the pain and pleasure coiled together in a mishmash of agony and ecstasy, “ohhhhhhh fuck, I’m gonna cum, oh god, let me cum!”
The burning in his nipples seemed to be sending supercharged shots of electricity straight into his straining pecker, and as Mary sat back down on a chair and spread her legs wide apart, affording him a clear view of her smoothly shaved pussy, well it was just to much for the confused young man. His penis erupted in shower of cum that threatened to drown his cock-sucking lover in a gusher of hot burning love gravy.
After it was over, he slumped helplessly forward, and if it weren’t for his restraints, he would have come crashing to the floor. Cutiepie unhooked his shackles, and after half leading and dragging him over to her, she positioned the young man between Mary’s wide open thighs, whereupon she grabbed him by the hair and pulled his mouth directly to her steaming pussy. He was by now on automatic pilot, so when he felt Cutiepie crawled under him he offered no resistance, and quickly spread Cutiepie’s thick pussy lips and rammed his cock deep into her awaiting pussy.
Within a matter of moments, all three of them were rocketing towards orgasms as Damien’s hot mouth worked over Mary’s drooling pussy and Cutiepie spread her legs wider for Damien to go even deeper. All three of them were rocked by orgasms that left them shaking like leaves in a hurricane as their spent organs throbbed from the mutually satisfying experience.
Later that evening, after giving him a hot shower, Mary sent him on his way, but Damien knew in his heart that nothing would ever be the same for him again, he had a new Mistress, and that’s all he needed to know.
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
Two Is Better Than One
My name is Tonya and I am eighteen years old. I have had one lover in my lifetime, which was a boy who I thought I loved very deeply. When our relationship was over, I was heartbroken. I moped around the house for weeks, skipping out on school and hiding in my bedroom. My parents couldn’t stand to see me so blue, so together they presented me with a wonderful gift. They gave me one all-expense-paid ticket on a Cruise ship that was to last a whole week.
Others from my school were going on the same trip, and I hadn’t bothered to ask my parents, because I thought it was just too expensive.
I flew with six girls and eight guys from my school. Two were very good friends of mine and had known my ex-lover, David. They were both in very great shape and looked gorgeous. Jim was around 6’ 2” with smooth shinny black hair and a moustache that had yet to be shaved for the first time. Tom was maybe an inch or two taller than Jim was, had short military style haircut, and had no visible body hair. Over the past couple of years, we had all spent time together within our group and had an easygoing friendship. I genuinely like them both.
The drinks were plentiful and we partied hearty together. From skinny-dipping to hot tubs, we had it all at our disposal. It was the most erotic thing to see the naked bodies of my classmates. The more alcohol we consumed, the more we let go of our inhibitions.
Over in one corner I noticed Jim and Tom sitting together drinking beer and watching their classmates dance naked across dance Jenny or. I was staring at their hard bodies thinking about how absolutely wonderful it would be if they would take me off into another room and make wild passionate love to me.
The nature of my thoughts gave the telltale signs. My lips became full, my eyes glazed over and my pussy became wet. I’m sure the smell of sex oozed from me, drawing them nearer. I was screaming to be touched, without saying a spoken word. The look of bedroom eyes I was receiving back from these two men was unbelievable. I could feel my body tingle with desire. The dirty thoughts of all of us in a sucking and fucking whirlwind storm made my juices flow like a flood.
Tom came over to me and rested his hands on my naked ass. He asked me if I would join them for a wild encounter in the other room. Without hesitation, I said yes. As we quietly left the room, my pussy began to twinge wanting their big hard cocks between my legs.
As Tom walked up to me with a look of lust, he was slowly stripping his shirt off, dirty dancing. In the low-lit room, his chest was like an ice sculpture in the sun. Drips of water trickling down his sturdy rippled stomach, to his opened pants, wetting the tip of his erect penis. Romantic music was playing quietly, as he brought himself crawling to me with begging eyes.
Instinctively, I began to slowly, and seductively remove each piece of my clothing. Quickly, I was naked on the floor beside him. He gripped my arms and pulled me close to him. His strong but gentle hands were working me over from head to toe, I was as willing as a wanton whore was and refused to judge what I was about to do, as I should have known better.
Sensations began to increase as Jim joined in on the fun. My body became flaming with desire as both of their hands freely roamed over my body. They both massaged my body with hemp seed oils until my body became a sauna, heat emulating from me. Tom cooled me off with wet bubbling Champaign that he poured slowly into my mouth, around my erect nipples and down the front of my stomach to my smoothly shaved opening.
They both began lapping, teasing, and stroking my body from head to toe. I melted into the heat of their body’s, one on either side of me, rubbing me as though they had read my mind. The grinding of our three bodies felt as if we were a part of the funky music that played on loudly in the background. Jim’s tongue knew its way around my pulsating pussy, gently turned me over and was soothing my neck, back, and eventually my cave that was no longer pulsating.
I was ready to be invaded by his swollen member that would hurt so bad going in, but fit so perfect that no other predator could enter. Tom’s came around in front of me and teasingly held his cock out for me to take. With eagerness, I took his semi-hard cock into my mouth and slowly sucked it in and out of my mouth. I was naughtily teasing it with a licking circular motion and sweet little sucks. I was going to deep throat him and he knew it as he grabbed the back of my head and held on. He moaned loudly as his cock went deeply into my watery mouth and hit the back of my throat repeatedly.
Jim had spread my legs wide and slowly pushed himself deep inside my tight cunt and let it rest on the bottom wall before he began thrusting it in and out of my dripping wet hole. Within minutes of getting my holes fucked, I tensed up and out came the juices of my river running wild into a frenzy flood.
They decided to take this threesome over to a nearby desk. Tom pulled out of my mouth and was ready to be the one who invaded my cave, but I became a little scared because Tom was much bigger than Jim was now fully hard, and had a fuller head. He gently placed me on my back with my head hanging over the edge and my legs together sticking straight up to the ceiling.
Jim went around the desk and rubbed my mountains until they peaked with his salami dangling in front of my mouth. I took his cock in with a few sucks and licking motions. Since he was smaller than Tom, I was able to fully take him into my mouth with lots of moaning.
My muffled moans became louder as Tom teased my vagina and clit area by rubbing his penis around. He was trying to see if he could widen the way so his cock would fit. With the slow stimulation, he was finally able to fully insert his huge well-hung cock.
When he first pulled back out it felt like he was pulling my insides out with his cock. He leaned down, wet his fingers with some warming oil, and rubbed it across my swollen clit. He continued stroking my clit as he slowly pulled in and out. Quickly I cam and an explosion of cum oozed from my cunt, making it easier for Tom to go in and out.
He picked up his motion and began slamming into my cunt with force, as Jim tried to widen my mouth and go deeper into my throat. This wasn’t the gentle fuck I had expected, but soon my cunt was begging for the hard pounding. I enjoyed every minute of it. The harder he fucked me, the louder the slapping of our two bodies banging together became.
As Jim’s cock went deeper into my throat, I could here him moaning, “Oh baby, I’m going to cum”. I felt him slide his penis out of my mouth and he climbed on the table. I knew what his intentions were. He slid his cock between my two d size mountains and began pumping his load of cum over my chest. I could see he was enjoying himself, which made me want to cum again.
My volcano was ready to explode, so was Tom who was fucking me good and hard. We were all in the same groove of moaning, body jerking, and heat giving. I was sure people could hear all of us screaming the words “I’m cuming!”
With one big rumble, I exploded my lava all over this big cock that had my insides stretch further than it had ever been stretched. Cum was flying everywhere, all over my sore and swollen pussy, my tits, and face. We all looked at each other with the look of tired eyes, but fulfilled desires. I looked at them both, with many thanks because it is true what they say, “two is better than one”.
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Tulsa West Side
Cliff Bales was a cop working the west side of Tulsa. Now in all America there may be a more God forsaken piece of real estate, but as far as Cliff was concerned, this was the armpit of the western world. That’s not to say that Cliff was unhappy working here, because you see Cliff was working undercover in one of the worst areas for murder in the America.
If you wanted to make a lot of money real quick and easy, this was the place to be, and being a undercover cop just made it all the easier. On the outside, Cliff looked like any other $40,000 a year working stiff. He drove a three-year-old car, lived in a comfortable apartment on the far northwest side, and took a two-week vacation to Florida once a year with the wife and two boys.
That was on the outside. Underneath all that, average Joe appearance was the life of a man on the take. For some cops the “take” would mean taking a small amount of money to let a speeder walk on a traffic violation. Two cops to a squad and maybe ten hits per day added up to a couple hundred dollars a day sometime. Not bad, but nowhere near what Cliff and his buddies that he worked with, were bringing in everyday.
Last week Cliff and his partner Chuck were following up on a tip that a big cocaine buy was going down behind a old brick two bedroom home on west 33rd street. The two cops were watching the drop point from the inside of an old panel truck Cliff kept for just such occasions, and it was loaded to the gills with the latest electronic surveillance gear as well as a small army’s worth of firepower.
One of Cliff’s favorite sayings was, “You can’t ever pack too much heat on the West Side!” When Cliff observed the buy going down he signaled Chuck who was hiding in an adjacent garage. Both cops then rushed the startled dealers who were quickly handcuffed and thrown to the ground. They frisked one of the punks and found $5000 in cash and at least $10,000 worth of cocaine. Chuck explained the facts of life to the handcuffed dealers and told them they could keep half the coke and walk with no questions asked, or put up a stink and spend the next five to ten at the state pen in McAlester. Even these dumb fuckers could figure out their next move, and two minutes later, they were hightailing it down the alley a little poorer for their trouble.
Now five grand split two ways was reasonably good, and later on they could sell the coke to dealers they were friendly with, and probably knock down another grand apiece on that. That was life on the West Side. Big money and for big stakes.
Money. The money was good, but the best thing about being an undercover cop on the West Side, was all the free pussy that a cop could handle. Most of the whores were controlled by a few powerful pimps and in order for the girls to stay on the street and out of jail the pimps had either pay the cops off in cold hard cash, drugs, or give the boys in blue a little taste of some fresh young pussy.
Last week Cliff and Chuck had just arrested a hooker named Tonya. Just as they were putting her into the squad car up drives Tonya’s pimp, Joey C. Now Joey was in no mood to have one of his girls off the street for even and hour or two, so he pulled Cliff over to the side and told him that he and Chuck could have a nice party with a couple of new young bitches he had just turned out. They had both just turned eighteen and were in great shape and ready to party. Ten minutes later the two cops were inside an old storefront building Joey C. used as an office. In back, there were several rooms that the girls used for their tricks, and waiting in the front two rooms was the new talent Joey had been promised.
Joey hadn’t been kidding, the girls were knockouts! The girl Cliff chose was sitting on the edge of a double bed dressed only in a bra and panties, her large chest spilling out over the top of her obviously too small bra. Her panties were crotchless and Cliff could see that she had a very hairy pussy with thick protruding lips. She said her name was Jenny as she stood up and started to take off Cliff’s clothes, her chest jiggled when she moved even slightly. Cliff’s cock was now making a tent inside his pants as his eyes feasted on the young hooker’s body.
While standing naked in front of her, Cliff reached around Jenny to release the catch on her over worked bra. As it fell to the floor her tits bounced free of their prison and stood out large and proud with just the tiniest bit of sag. Cliff had never seen such a magnificent pair in his whole life and he quickly buried his face between them and sucked each nipple, alternating between each one. As Cliff nursed on the large nipples, Jenny reached down and slowly jerked the big erection.
Even though she got paid to have sex with strange men, she still couldn’t help but get excited by the nipple sucking she was getting and the feel of a big head in her hand. While Jenny’s pussy began to cream uncontrollably, Cliff reluctantly left Jenny’s nipples and pushed her back down onto the bed. Even on her back, her big tits still held their incredible shape. Cliff had but one thing on his mind as he stared down at the split crotch panties that were now glistening with cunt juice. Jenny had her legs spread wide apart and thrust her cunt towards Cliff’s rigid cock with her face looking angelic, but her body that of a total slut.
Cliff dropped to his knees and slowly ran his tongue up and down the hot slit that was exposed through the now wet panties. When his tongue found Jenny’s clit, she twisted her body around so Cliff could get a better angle. Cliff thought to himself, “this little bitch is hot as a fire cracker!” After several seconds of sucking, she began to buck her hips trying to force her cunt farther into his mouth, and it wasn’t long before Jenny was having an orgasm in Cliff’s mouth. Cliff could tell that she loved to be eaten.
After Jenny had regained her strength, the two of them changed positions with Cliff on the bed and Jenny between his legs. If there was one thing Jenny could do, it was suck cock. She had sucked her first dick when she was only fifteen and it hadn’t taken her long to find out that she could control just about any boy with her mouth. Cliff was about to find out that Jenny had a gift. With his cock leaking precum like a dripping faucet, Jenny used the tip of her tongue to softly lick the slit on the end of his rock hard cock. His cock spasmed as Jenny then sucked it deeply into her throat, slowly at first, then gradually picking up speed, working Cliff’s shaft up and down until he was ready to shoot his hot load into her throat. Just when he was about to cum, Jenny jumped up, straddled his hips, and them impaled her pussy on his raging hard on. On the first plunge both Jenny and Cliff were cumming together in a steaming crescendo of lust. Cliff couldn’t believe how tight Jenny’s little pussy was as he shot spurt after spurt of cum deep in her hole until the young hooker finally fell in a heap on Cliff’s chest gasping for breath.
Cliff gave Jenny’s tit a little squeeze when he finished dressing and stood up to leave. Meeting Chuck in the hall, the two cops exchanged glances and slipped out the back door to their waiting unmarked car while Chuck looked and Cliff and said, “Another very profitable day on the West Side.”
If you wanted to make a lot of money real quick and easy, this was the place to be, and being a undercover cop just made it all the easier. On the outside, Cliff looked like any other $40,000 a year working stiff. He drove a three-year-old car, lived in a comfortable apartment on the far northwest side, and took a two-week vacation to Florida once a year with the wife and two boys.
That was on the outside. Underneath all that, average Joe appearance was the life of a man on the take. For some cops the “take” would mean taking a small amount of money to let a speeder walk on a traffic violation. Two cops to a squad and maybe ten hits per day added up to a couple hundred dollars a day sometime. Not bad, but nowhere near what Cliff and his buddies that he worked with, were bringing in everyday.
Last week Cliff and his partner Chuck were following up on a tip that a big cocaine buy was going down behind a old brick two bedroom home on west 33rd street. The two cops were watching the drop point from the inside of an old panel truck Cliff kept for just such occasions, and it was loaded to the gills with the latest electronic surveillance gear as well as a small army’s worth of firepower.
One of Cliff’s favorite sayings was, “You can’t ever pack too much heat on the West Side!” When Cliff observed the buy going down he signaled Chuck who was hiding in an adjacent garage. Both cops then rushed the startled dealers who were quickly handcuffed and thrown to the ground. They frisked one of the punks and found $5000 in cash and at least $10,000 worth of cocaine. Chuck explained the facts of life to the handcuffed dealers and told them they could keep half the coke and walk with no questions asked, or put up a stink and spend the next five to ten at the state pen in McAlester. Even these dumb fuckers could figure out their next move, and two minutes later, they were hightailing it down the alley a little poorer for their trouble.
Now five grand split two ways was reasonably good, and later on they could sell the coke to dealers they were friendly with, and probably knock down another grand apiece on that. That was life on the West Side. Big money and for big stakes.
Money. The money was good, but the best thing about being an undercover cop on the West Side, was all the free pussy that a cop could handle. Most of the whores were controlled by a few powerful pimps and in order for the girls to stay on the street and out of jail the pimps had either pay the cops off in cold hard cash, drugs, or give the boys in blue a little taste of some fresh young pussy.
Last week Cliff and Chuck had just arrested a hooker named Tonya. Just as they were putting her into the squad car up drives Tonya’s pimp, Joey C. Now Joey was in no mood to have one of his girls off the street for even and hour or two, so he pulled Cliff over to the side and told him that he and Chuck could have a nice party with a couple of new young bitches he had just turned out. They had both just turned eighteen and were in great shape and ready to party. Ten minutes later the two cops were inside an old storefront building Joey C. used as an office. In back, there were several rooms that the girls used for their tricks, and waiting in the front two rooms was the new talent Joey had been promised.
Joey hadn’t been kidding, the girls were knockouts! The girl Cliff chose was sitting on the edge of a double bed dressed only in a bra and panties, her large chest spilling out over the top of her obviously too small bra. Her panties were crotchless and Cliff could see that she had a very hairy pussy with thick protruding lips. She said her name was Jenny as she stood up and started to take off Cliff’s clothes, her chest jiggled when she moved even slightly. Cliff’s cock was now making a tent inside his pants as his eyes feasted on the young hooker’s body.
While standing naked in front of her, Cliff reached around Jenny to release the catch on her over worked bra. As it fell to the floor her tits bounced free of their prison and stood out large and proud with just the tiniest bit of sag. Cliff had never seen such a magnificent pair in his whole life and he quickly buried his face between them and sucked each nipple, alternating between each one. As Cliff nursed on the large nipples, Jenny reached down and slowly jerked the big erection.
Even though she got paid to have sex with strange men, she still couldn’t help but get excited by the nipple sucking she was getting and the feel of a big head in her hand. While Jenny’s pussy began to cream uncontrollably, Cliff reluctantly left Jenny’s nipples and pushed her back down onto the bed. Even on her back, her big tits still held their incredible shape. Cliff had but one thing on his mind as he stared down at the split crotch panties that were now glistening with cunt juice. Jenny had her legs spread wide apart and thrust her cunt towards Cliff’s rigid cock with her face looking angelic, but her body that of a total slut.
Cliff dropped to his knees and slowly ran his tongue up and down the hot slit that was exposed through the now wet panties. When his tongue found Jenny’s clit, she twisted her body around so Cliff could get a better angle. Cliff thought to himself, “this little bitch is hot as a fire cracker!” After several seconds of sucking, she began to buck her hips trying to force her cunt farther into his mouth, and it wasn’t long before Jenny was having an orgasm in Cliff’s mouth. Cliff could tell that she loved to be eaten.
After Jenny had regained her strength, the two of them changed positions with Cliff on the bed and Jenny between his legs. If there was one thing Jenny could do, it was suck cock. She had sucked her first dick when she was only fifteen and it hadn’t taken her long to find out that she could control just about any boy with her mouth. Cliff was about to find out that Jenny had a gift. With his cock leaking precum like a dripping faucet, Jenny used the tip of her tongue to softly lick the slit on the end of his rock hard cock. His cock spasmed as Jenny then sucked it deeply into her throat, slowly at first, then gradually picking up speed, working Cliff’s shaft up and down until he was ready to shoot his hot load into her throat. Just when he was about to cum, Jenny jumped up, straddled his hips, and them impaled her pussy on his raging hard on. On the first plunge both Jenny and Cliff were cumming together in a steaming crescendo of lust. Cliff couldn’t believe how tight Jenny’s little pussy was as he shot spurt after spurt of cum deep in her hole until the young hooker finally fell in a heap on Cliff’s chest gasping for breath.
Cliff gave Jenny’s tit a little squeeze when he finished dressing and stood up to leave. Meeting Chuck in the hall, the two cops exchanged glances and slipped out the back door to their waiting unmarked car while Chuck looked and Cliff and said, “Another very profitable day on the West Side.”
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