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.”