Our Little Game

Our Little Game–

I was slowly putting my plan together. I had found his address by tracing his truck plate, parked at his job, from a friend at the DMV.

Late one night I drove out to where he lived and waited a few yards down the street. It wasn’t long before I saw him outside washing the dust from his truck.

I couldn’t just walk up and say hi, not after the incident a few years ago, he would probably shoot me and ask questions later. It was going to be a challenge to get him to listen to me, but he obviously liked the game or he would have ended it some time ago. I thought about luring him out to some lone road in the middle of the night, or maybe I could come up with some other fictitious story that he would believe.

When he went back into his house, I scribbled down a note and left it under his windshield wiper. “Dear Joe, You lost something at the station you might want back. Meet me at the park behind Wal-Mart tonight at 12.” I wasn’t sure if it would work but I had to try. I then got back into my car and sped off quickly, squealing my tires and honking my horn to get his attention.

I got to the park over an hour early to make sure I had everything in place long before he arrived. I was equipped with an abundance of suitable restraints and a few little surprises for Joe if he showed up. It was dark and cold out, so there wouldn’t be anyone around the park that late at night. I waited outside my car in the brush for him to show up, in case I needed to surprise him if he had something planned for me.

I was lost in thought, dreaming as I watched a couple squirrels chasing each other around a tree when I was startled by the sight of lights coming in my direction. In the distance, I could hear a truck coming closer. It came straight towards the back and pulled around near my car. I quickly recognized it as Joe’s truck, and he was the only one inside. He got out of his truck and walked slowly around my car a few times looking to see who was inside.

I figured the best plan was to ambush him when he least expected it, so I quickly stepped out the bushes and called out his real name. He swung around with his flashlight in one hand and his weapon in the other. By the look on his face, I could tell he wasn’t happy to see me. I walked closer with my hands held out to my sides, as he continued pointing his gun at me.

“You dumbass! Don’t you know I could have shot you?” he said in a rushed voice.

I slowly walked closer, as he asked me what I wanted. Smiling, I told him I wanted to show him how I could get along. After talking for a few minutes, he let down his defenses and I went for his gun, knocking it into the brush nearby. I grabbed the stun gun from my pocket and quickly used it to subdue him. I spoke to him telling him to calm down and things would be okay real soon. This made him fight harder, so I hit him again with the stun gun and sat on top of his back while I cuffed his hands.

I then rolled him over and drug him out deep into the woods. To stifle his shouting I placed a pair of pantyhose around his mouth to keep anyone from hearing what was about to take place. I took him to where I had already set up a blanket on the ground.

“You know I think you’re really sexy?” I whispered to him as I dropped his body onto the blanket. I could tell he was really pissed off, but that was all the fun. He kicked his feet at me and spoke through the pantyhose in his mouth.

“Let me go you fucking bitch!” he managed to get out.

“When I’m done playing,” I said as I rubbed my hand over his cock.

I sat down beside him and put my hand between his legs and began massaging the inside of his thighs. Teasing him as my fingers roamed around the outside of his tight jeans. He couldn’t help but let his cock get hard as my smooth hand caressed his manhood. I knew I was going to fuck him, willingly or not.

I picked up a bottle of Tequila and took a large gulp, and then I took the pantyhose out of Joe’s mouth and forced him to take a long drink as I held it to his lips. He hesitantly took a big swallow, and then another.

I reached for my goodie bag near the edge of the blanket and his eyes got wide, wondering what I had in store for him. I brought out a knife and cut away all of his clothes, leaving him fully exposed to the cool night air. I stepped back, looking at his delicious body, “If you want to live, you’ll do everything I tell you.”

He looked at me with contempt, and then closed his eyes. I took a piece of ice from a Quik-Trip cup and began running it over his already cold body, sending goose bumps across his chest. Grinning wide, I placed some on his nipples making them hard and perky. I toyed with them, squeezing them as I pulled them with my other hand. To give him the most sensation, I then placed my warm mouth on his nipple and sucked it soft.

I began running my other hand between his legs, as my mouth warmed his other nipple. I was getting hot, even in the cold March night air. I could feel my pussy lubricating as I continued to rub his cock and run my tongue across his body. His cock was beginning to grow and began bobbing up and down. I excitedly watched his face as both my hands squeezed around his cock.

I stood and kicked his feet wide and then staked them to the ground by using some rope tied around his ankles. I slipped out of my jeans and tossed them in a pile near his cut up clothing. “Now just in case you forget, I’ve still got the knife, and I can use it at anytime.”

His eyes opened briefly, but quickly closed again when he felt my warm, wet mouth around his cock. My tongue worked its way around the head of his cock, coaxing out a few drops of pre-cum into my awaiting mouth. I rubbed his cock over my lips and then took him fully into my throat, enjoying the feeling of his cock hitting the back of my throat.

His cock was rock hard when I slid on top of him and placed his cock against the opening of my cunt. I wanted him to feel the most intense pleasure, so I grabbed a small vibrator and turned it on high as I slipped it into my anal opening. I then sat fully on his cock, letting it slid deep inside my cunt. My muscles clung tightly to his shaft and he let out a low moan.

I didn’t want it to end so quickly, so I pulled off and grabbed another small vibrator, and against his will I slid it slowly into his ass. I turned it on high as I grabbed his cock and forced it back inside my wet cunt. I could feel his balls tighten with enormous pressure.

I worked his cock back and forth inside my pussy, letting it rub against the bottom. I could see the intense pain and pleasure he was in as I watched his face with each stroke down on his cock. It was no longer cold outside, instead it felt like a warm summer breeze building up from inside of me.

Without warning, my pussy tightened around his cock, squeezing it until he began shouting he was cumming. I violently shook as my pussy exploded when I felt his cum hit the back of my cunt wall. Our juices blending and squirting out around his cock and running down between my legs.

I pulled off him and laid down exhausted beside him. I slipped the vibrators out and laid them beside the blanket. I released the ties around his legs and sat him up to remove the cuffs. The second I removed the cuffs he quickly knocked me to the ground and smiled. Within minutes I was the one staked to the ground spread eagle, and being thoroughly searched.

“Pay back is a bitch,” he said as he sat on top of me and held the gun to my head as he placed his cock in my mouth.

First Time in Adult Toy Store

I felt like a little kid in a candy store. This was my first time in an adult toy store and I had never seen so many fun things in one place in my life. I guess I was more naïve than I thought. I was not sure what some of things even were. Here I was, 40 years old, and the only toy I had ever used was a basic vibrator.

The man behind the counter asked me if I had any questions. I almost said how many do you have. It was then I noticed that I was the only customer in the store. All of these toys and I was the only one here? This made no sense to me. So my first question to the man was to ask where everyone was. He explained that most people bought their toys on the Internet these days. He added that people did not want to be seen in this kind of store when they could place an order in the privacy of their home and have it delivered in a plain brown package.

I guess that made sense. I went back to my browsing. I stopped at the case with lotions and lubes. I wonder what “motion lotion” is, I thought to myself. Evidently, the question showed on my face, as the man again asked if I needed any help. I asked about the lotion. He explained it could be put on a man’s cock and it got hot when you blew on it or from the friction of a woman’s pussy. It sounded interesting and I asked him if I could put some on my hand. He took my hand and poured a little of the lotion on the top of it. He gently rubbed it into the skin. He then lifted my hand toward his mouth and he blew on it. A shiver shot through my body. If it felt this good on my hand, I could only imagine how it would feel on my pussy, or a man’s cock for that matter.

As if reading my mind, the man asked if I would like to try it out on him. I could only stand staring at him in stunned silence. It was then I noticed that he was a very attractive man. I also noticed that he had the beginnings of a bulge in his pants. Between the lotion on my hand and the sight of his bulge, I could feel my pussy getting wet. With a smile on his face, he watched me as I contemplated the situation. Taking my silence as an assent, he unzipped his pants and allowed them to fall to the ground. He was not wearing anything under his pants and I was now looking at his rock hard erection.

He took some of the lotion and began to massage it onto his cock. He was moaning as he continued to rub the lotion into his skin. I love the sound of a man’s moans. Just hearing him made my pussy get wetter. He placed one hand on each of my shoulders and with a gentle prod had me on my knees in front of him. The smell of the cherry lotion was mere inches away. He told me to lick his cock as if it was a cherry lollipop. I leaned forward and began to lick. Not only could I taste the cherry, I could feel the heat on my tongue.

His moans became louder. His sounds encouraged me to continue. I began to lick his cock with slow, deliberate strokes. I started at the bottom and licked my way up his shaft to the head and back down again. The more I licked, the louder he moaned. I was close to orgasm from just listening to him. I put the tip of his cock into my mouth. He began to push more of his cock into my eager mouth. The heat of the lotion felt wonderful. If it felt half as good on his cock as it did in my mouth, he was surely in heaven. My thoughts were confirmed when he told me how great it felt. He told me it felt like his cock was on fire. He told me to suck him harder. I did as I was instructed.

I started fucking his cock with my mouth faster and faster. The faster I went, the hotter he got and the more he moaned. Suddenly, an animal like noise began to erupt from him and he shot his hot, sticky cum down my throat. This was quickly followed by another spray, and then another. With a final grunt, he shot the last of his load. There was so much cum in my mouth, it was now seeping out and dribbling down my chin. He slid his still hard cock out of my mouth and lifted me up to him. With his tongue, he licked his cum off my face. He told me it was my turn now.

He walked over to one of the shelves, picked up a couple of items and returned. He set them down under the counter where I could not see what they were. He reached around behind me and unzipped the back of my skirt. As it fell to the ground, he saw I was not wearing any panties. He could also see the pussy juices glistening as the light hit my cunt. He took the bottle of motion lotion and poured some into his hand. He began to massage it on my pussy lips and clit. I could feel the warmth immediately. He took what remained in his hand and massaged more of it onto his cock. He told me to close my eyes. I felt something silky slide onto my head and over my face. When he told me it was okay to open my eyes, all I saw was darkness. He had blindfolded me!

A shiver went through my body. I had never been blindfolded before, but it was an incredible turn on. He then told me to put my hands behind my back. I was getting a little nervous, but complied with his request. He slipped something soft over my hands and onto my wrists. It did not hurt, but I could no longer move my hands. A feeling of fear mixed with pleasure washed over my body. I was standing in a store blindfolded, my hands restrained behind me, and my dripping pussy exposed. I was so aroused I was on the verge of orgasm.

He moved his body closer to mine, so that I was now up against a wall. I could feel the head of his cock touch the lips of my pussy from behind. He placed a belt around my waist and then placed a vibrating toy over my clit area. That was all it took. I shuddered in orgasm, but he was just beginning. He guided the head of his cock into my pussy as the vibrating continued its assault on my clit. He grabbed a hold of my hips with both of his hands and brought our bodies closer, making him to shove more of his cock inside of me. I usually like to watch a man as he penetrates me with his cock, but the lack of my sense of sight only intensified my sense of feel.

His cock felt soooo good. The hardness and the lotion were an intoxicating mix. He began to pump me. He started slow and gentle at first, and then picked up the pace. The faster he got, the more I could feel the heat of the lotion on his cock and on my pussy. He began to fuck me harder and harder. His balls were slamming against me with each thrust. Before I knew what hit me, I came again, but he was not about to stop. With both hands restrained behind my back, I could not stop him anyway, but stopping was the last thing I wanted him to do. I could not see the look on his face, but his moans and shouts told me what I needed to know. He was enjoying this as much as I was.

He kept up his fast, hard, steady pumping for several minutes. Just when I thought I could not take it any more, I felt anal beads being shoved up my ass very slowly. I tried to pull away because I had never done anal before, but I felt his hands on my ass gently rubbing me until I began to relax. Once the last huge ball went inside my ass and closed around the smaller part of the wand, he began pumping his cock in and out of my pussy. The sensation was unlike anything I had ever felt before, and sent my body to a place that I had never been before. Pain was mixed with pleasure and took me to heights that I had never been before.

With several more hard thrust, my pussy grabbed hold of the cock in my pussy and wouldn’t let go. I felt cum shooting deep in my pussy and splash against the very back wall of my cunt, causing my entire body to shake as I began cumming. As I was cumming he slowly pulled the anal toy out of my ass sending wave after wave of orgasms washing over my body. I had never felt anything as intense as that in my entire life. He unloaded so much cum and with such force that cum was pouring out like thick soup from my pussy.

We finally collapsed into one another, totally drained. After catching our breath for a few minutes, he reached around and took off the restraints. I reached up and lifted off the blindfold. It was then that I learned it was his wife who was fucking me with a fake cock that shot out cum whenever she pushed a button. It was one of the many toys they sold in their store. What a great way to demonstrate a product! I was sold. I ended up buying all of the toys we used that day. I must admit, I now purchase all of my toys online, but I have been back to his store many times to test out the new merchandise he and his wife have on their shelves.

Sex Without Pain is Like Food Without Taste

I pulled the 9mm from the small of my back and held it to his left side as I escorted him to the back of his patrol car. I removed his set of cuffs and used a pair to handcuff his hands behind his back. I then ordered him into the backseat of his car.

I was now in the driver’s seat. I was the one in control. I got behind the wheel of his car and drove away from the scene.

“Where in the hell are you taking me?” he demanded in a violent voice.
“Oh, we are just going for a little drive. Just sit back, relax, and enjoy the ride.”

“If you are trying to kidnap me, you’ll never get away with it. You’ll get put in jail for a very long time.”

He continued to rant on and on without my interruption. I decided to let him get it all out of his system before we got where we were going. He continued to talk as I drove down several deserted roads. When I was sure we were alone, and no other cars in site, I pulled off the road into a pasture.

“I know where we’re at. You’ll never get away with this.”

When I opened the back door to the squad car, he began begging me not to kill him.

“Don’t worry. I’m not going to kill you yet. I just don’t want you to see where we’re going.”

I used a piece of duct tape and place it over his eyes. I knew it was going to hurt like hell when I pulled it off, but that was going to be a part of the fun I was going to have with him later. I then pulled a ski hat down over his eyes to make sure he couldn’t see anything but could still easily breathe. After all, I wanted my prize fresh and in good shape for what was to come.

I drove around for several more miles, even in circles a couple of times to confuse him to where we might be going. I finally pulled into the old farmhouse that was once owned by my parents. After their death, I began living alone in the house, reconstructing two rooms into one huge room until it look like a dark dungeon. I had painted all the walls and ceilings black and hung chains, cuffs, and swings from beams above black painted concrete floors. Mounted on the walls and on shelves were whips, paddles, and other devices used for torture. The only light in the room came from a large screen TV that played violent porn non-stop. I was hooked on watching the way their faces looked when they were being violated.

Even though my prize was cuffed in the backseat of his patrol car, he was big and strong enough to cause me some problems when trying to bring him into the house. At first, I thought about drugging him in some way, but decided I wanted him fully awake so he could experience all the feelings of being alive.

I held the gun to his head and instructed him to get out of the backseat. “Now listen. If you don’t do what I say, I’m going to shoot you right now,” I said holding the gun firmly against his temple. “I’ve done this before. So don’t make any quick moves, because I can kill you.” I then snapped my fingers, “Just like that and you’re gone forever!”

I wanted to dominate him, control him, and own him like a slave.

I led him down a short walkway to the front door, using one hand to hold the gun at his temple and the other hand on the cuffs behind his back.

He began begging again, “You don’t have to hurt me; I’m not going to fight with you.” He continued to try to reason with me as I pulled him through the door into a scary scene. I whispered into his ear, “I’ll show you things you won’t believe. You’ll enjoy staying here with me.”

I had changed completely, transforming into something evil. When I ripped the tape from over his eyes, he let out a panicked scream. He looked around the room and then directly at me. I must have looked like the devil, pure and simple. He was frozen with fear. Before he could run, I looped a chain that was swinging freely from the ceiling around the cuffs and then locked the chain in place. I then cut away all his clothing and threw them in a pile in one corner, leaving him completely nude. I forced him to spread his legs wide enough until each one was securely placed in a leg iron.

He was at my complete mercy. “You’re going to stay with me forever.”

I undid the handcuffs and forced him to lift his hands over his head, which he did. Then I used a leather strap to tie his wrist to a bar that was suspended in the air. I could feel him trembling as I touch the muscles in his arms and chest. I wanted to degrade him, make him feel less than human, so I put a pair of black leather pumps, a bra, and pair of women’s lace panties on him. I then used bright ruby red lipstick to apply to his lips.

“You look so sexy and beautiful,” I whispered into his ear. I grabbed his ass check with one hand and squeezed hard as I kissed him full and hard on the lips as I held a knife to his chest.

He knew I was building up to something, and cold sense that something horrible was about to happen. I gave him one last smile before I pick up a whip from a corner shelf and began hitting him across his chest and then his ass. He let out a shriek cry for help, but that only made me hit him more and harder. I picked up a paddle and began smacking him across his ass until it had become beet red. It was then that I looked down and noticed his cock was rock hard.

“Oh my. It looks like someone is getting excited,” I said reaching down and grabbing hold of his rock hard cock. I began squeezing and massaging his cock roughly in my hands. I thought he was going to shoot his entire load when I reach up and violently twisted one of his nipples in my other hand.

“Don’t loose your load or I’m going cut off your penis and eat it for my lunch,”

I left him hanging in the air as I placed an even more violent pornographic movie on the big screen that featured other naked people being hung up in the air as he was. It played in the background as I began to think of ways to torture my boy toy. I left him watching the porn while I began melting a pot of wax.

I smoked a blunt to help ease the pain of my headache, and to enhance the feelings of what I was about to experience. Full control. It was time to continue.

I had left him hanging in the air, wondering if I would ever return to continue my torture. I could hear his cries from the other room as he begged me to let him down. The wax in the double boiler had become a streaming pot of hot liquid. I removed it from the stove and sat it close enough that he could easily see what was inside. He once again began his begging, “Please don’t kill me. I have family and friends. I don’t want to die. Please let me go. I’ll do anything you want. Please let me down.”

“I don’t want to kill you or anyone, but I’m not through with you yet. I just want to torture you for my own private pleasure.” I could see in his eyes how frightened he was and this excited me tremendously.

I then slowly picked up a straight razor, its steel blade gleaming, and ran the razors edge across his chest. Red droplets as fine as lace appeared and then rolled down his chest. He let out shallow hysterical, exhausted sobs. I picked up the still streaming hot wax and then began slowly dumping it over the area where I had exposed his pink inner flesh. He let out a scream as if someone had struck him hard in the belly. I continued pouring the wax down over his chest and let it flow down between his legs in a stream of warm wax, allowing it to coat portions of his genitals. The wax hardened around his chest, stopping the bleeding from the wound I had inflicted.

“I hate you, you fucking nasty bitch!!!” He shouted loudly and then spit in my direction.

If only he knew how many men had been where he was now hanging. I blame men for everything. Everything evil that has happened in this world has happened because of men. Still I couldn’t help but stare at him. He looked so beautiful. But I knew he was the type that would never be interested in someone like me. If only someone like him would love me, and spend time with me just lying around in each others arms. But I knew he couldn’t stand me. It forced me to want to do unspeakable acts upon his body.

“You’ve been a bad boy Mr. Officer. A very ba-a-dd boy.” As punishment, I began beating him with a belt leaving huge marks across his chest, abdomen, genitals, arms, legs, hands, and feet. I received great pleasure watching his face cry out in agony. When I tired of the beating, I picked up pins from small box and began sticking them into various parts of his body. I wanted him to remember this experience for the rest of his life.

I removed the wax soaked bra and placed clothespins on his nipples and then several on cock and ball sack. His first, middle, and last name was all the same – pain. When cries became silent and turned to pleads of forgiveness, I creased my torture. I wanted to show him comfort and that I wasn’t a bad person. “Tell me that you like what I’m doing. Tell you want more. Tell me you want to stay with me forever.” I wanted to brainwash him into believing he wanted to be with me until his dieing day. We would only have each other.

“Please I’ll do anything you want. I’ll never leave you. I’ll love you forever.”

I removed the harden wax soaked panties by cutting them loose from the side. His semi-hard cock flopped out, as he remained hanging in the air. I eagerly took him in my mouth and began showing him pleasures he had never felt before. I licked his cock up and down like a pony sucking on a salt block. His honey-colored hips and buttocks were tense which made his muscles stand out as I held onto him. He was all mine.

I reached over to one of the shelves and picked up a jar of Vaseline. I opened it and stuck my hand into the cool, gooey gel. To calm him, I stroked his cock gently in my other hand. I found his bottom and quickly pushed my finger into the opening. He let out a yelp of fear, yet pleasure as he squeezed his hole tight against my entrance. I pushed harder as he slowly began to open. As his ass opened wider to me, I slipped in a second finger, stretching him even more. He fought it at first, but soon gave way to its pleasurable, relaxed feeling.

The more carefully and precisely I had administered caresses and affections, the more inflamed he had become with desire. I wanted to fulfill all his exotic appetites with the most varied of pleasures. Desperately seeking to escape, yet mesmerized by the visions of what was to come.

“That’s a good boy. Do as you are told and you’ll never want to leave.” He nodded in compliance. I was secure in the fact that I thought I had complete control of him and his mind. I stepped behind him and removed the leather strap that was keeping him suspended in the air. He let out a cry of agony as his arms dropped. I removed the cuffs and then the leg irons. He stood there silently, trying to catch his breath and recover from the intense feelings he was experiencing.
Without warning, he lunged forward at me, knocking me down with a violent crash. It sent me flying back against a small cot that laid on the floor in one corner.

“So you think you’re in fucking control!?! Wrong! I am a law enforcement officer, so I have control at all times!” He screamed violently at me as he pinned my arms down to the cot. He was much stronger than I was and able to control my body with little ease. “Now it’s my fucking turn and I’m going to rape you until you scream. Do you fucking understand you fucking cunt?!!!”

He picked up a pair of scissors that sat on a corner shelf and began cutting away my clothing. Not caring if he occasionally knick my body, causing small beads of blood to rise to the skin. He looked long and hard at body, staring at my long batting eyelashes, and my perky breast that screamed to be touched. He wanted me more than he had ever wanted any other woman. He ran his hands roughly over my long shapely legs, scraping his fingernails across my body as he came upward towards my vaginal opening. He inserted one of his fingers and began bringing my wetness to the outer opening of my vagina.

“You fucking bastard! Let me up!” I screamed in a loud voice. He began repeatedly slapping me across the face until a small amount of blood oozed from the corner of my mouth. He then leaned down on me and began biting my nipples making pain sensations rush throughout my body. He placed his knee between my legs and shoved them apart easily, even as I protested against him. I pushed and screamed at him to get off me, but he continued his relentless attack against me.

“So you like fucking with people? Well now it’s my turn to fuck you!”

His ridged hard cock split open my vagina lips, and he rammed his cock all the way to the back wall of my cunt in one quick motion. My inner cunt muscles grabbed hold of his cock with such strength that is almost caused him to loose all the fluids that had been building up for the past several hours. He felt extremely huge inside of me, stretching my walls to their limit. I continued trying to push him off me as he entered me again and again with such force that I felt like I was being split in two.

Just as violently as he had entered me, he flipped me over with ease and enter me doggie style. He grabbed the back of my hair, pulling it with enough force to bring tears to my eyes. “Beg for me to stop!” he shouted between thrust. “How do you feel being raped? Violated? Made to feel like an animal?” I didn’t know what to say to him or how to respond other than to call him names, like a fucking pig, bastard, dog that he was.

He slapped me hard across my ass tuning it a deep shade of red. “I want you to feel as much pain as I felt.” He picked up a large anal dildo from among one of the many varieties that sat along side each other in a box. He lubed up the tip of the dildo and placed the narrow end against the opening to my tight ass. He kept his cock buried deep in my cunt as he slid the dildo into my ass in one quick motion. I let out a scream and tried to pull away from his tight grip. His strong muscular arms held me in place as he pushed his cock and the dildo in and out of my holes.

The force of his weight slamming into my body forced me down almost flat on my stomach. It didn’t stop his assault. He pulled the dildo from my swollen sore ass and ran his much larger cock deep inside me. With all his force and strength, he went in and out of my ass pumping me harder and shouting at me what a nasty bitch I was. I was nothing but a piece of trash to him. He picked up a different vibrator from the box, turned it onto a high setting, and inserted it fully into my soaking wet sore pussy. My loud moans turned to screams as he fucked my ass and the vibrator rotated around inside my pussy.

“Please stop! I can’t take it any more!” I begged him to release me but he continued his finally assault by reaching around and stroking my clit with a rapid motion. “That’s right bitch! Beg for me to stop!”

Within seconds, I felt my body expand beyond all limits, and all at once, an explosion of exquisite force rocked my body into spasm after spasm. I had never cum so hard. Feeling my contractions he began releasing his built up load. I could feel it splashing against the back wall of my vagina as it poured from the tip of his cock. Pleasure filled me like warm mist. I felt his cock go limp and he pulled out releasing his grip to the back of my head.

We fell exhausted to cot and laid there breathing hard. When we both had caught our breaths, we turned to each other and embraced for a long hug. He held me tight and whispered, “I am forever yours.”

“Happy Valentines Day baby. I love you. Hope you enjoyed your fantasy,” I whispered back to him.

Night Fantasy

I long for the night to descend into darkness. It is the time for erotic dreams to invade my slumber. Where I can be free to indulge my lust with my fantasy lover. To live in a dream world for a short time. The mind is a powerful drug to produce such prurient thoughts. It is here that I awaken with a passion that only he knows.

When I retire for the night I know my head is going to be filled with sexual escapades with my fantasy lover. I let my mind wander and fill with erotic scenes of passion filled lust between us. There are times when I envision him coming here in the middle of the night. I close my eyes and purge all thoughts except of him. I can feel a numbness wash over me as I drift off into deep slumber. Somehow he finds his way in. I never arouse from my sleep. I know in my heart that it is him. Without conscience thought I sense his presence near me.

I whisper his name as he walks towards me. I can see in my mind his sensuous lips as he leans down to kiss me. Oh what soft delicious lips he has. I am not able to move. I am his for the taking. I want him to take me. To stroke the burning fire he has lit in me. I need to feel him buried deep with in me.

He slips his clothes off and climbs into bed with me. My subconscious feels his presence next to me. In my deep sleep state of mind I know I can feel free to love him. I don’t want to open my eyes because I am afraid if I do then he will disappear. Then I will know it was all in my mind. For I want to cherish this dream and forever keep it with me.

I feel the warmth of his breath against my cheek as I hear him whisper to me. I can’t seem to make out what he is saying to me. Maybe his seductive words to me are in Spanish. I don’t know. It could be that I am hearing him and yet not comprehending what he is saying. I do know that my brain is responding by the tone of his voice, so low and husky sounding. His seductive voice adding fuel to my fire. It is like lava flowing through my veins and it pools into wetness between my legs. I ache deep inside.

Wanting to have him fill me. I arch my body up towards his. I can feel his hard erection pressed against my belly. I turn my head and our lips connect ever so lightly. I wrap my arms around him. Our kiss deepens. Our tongues mating to let us taste the sweetness of each other. The kiss seems to last forever. I am writhing under his weight. I need so much more. As if sensing my incredible need for him, I feel the heat of his fingers caressing my swollen breasts. Massaging, squeezing, pinching my nipples until they are hard and erect.

I want to scream out but his lips are locked to mine. His kisses leave me breathless and light-headed. He breaks the kiss and moves his mouth to my breasts. Nibbling and sucking on them sends a thrilling sensation throughout my body. I hold his head in place. I want him to continue to lave them with his tongue. I am drugged by him. Made defenseless with his manipulations of my body. I tremble as I feel his fingers slide into my throbbing pussy. I push my hips up against his hand. He knows just how and where to move his fingers to give me the greatest pleasure.

It is so incredibly intense. He is stimulating my g-spot. I can hardly rationalize what is happening to me. I can only feel the intensity and the sexual thirst I have for him. My body responds wildly to his expert foreplay.

Then suddenly I feel his body pull away from me. I groan and reach out to grab him. But instead I grab air. As I whimper in my sleep at losing him I again feel his presence. What joy my heart beats once again. I feel my body sliding forward, being pulled gently with strong hands. He is kneeling down before me spreading my legs wide apart. He cups my butt in his hands. He lowers his head and proceeds to devour me in this manner. With his soft tongue licking and teasing my clit. I hear myself moaning with pleasure. I have truly died and gone to heaven.

My senses are highly aroused by this carnal knowledge of what he is doing to my cunt. He is lapping up my juices as my twat secretes them. Driving his tongue into my recesses. Flicking it over my distended clit. He is making me squirm and thrash about on the bed. My body is striving for release. He has taken me beyond the point of no return. I need release. With him sucking and licking on my cunt I finally explode.

My legs are tingling, my pussy is pulsating and I am floating in a bath of exotic bliss. He is savoring my love juices as I explode into the heavens. I have slipped into a swirling vortex of euphoria. Slowly he kisses his way back up my belly to my lips. I can taste my nectar on his lips. It is a complete turn-on all over again.

I reach down and grab his hard cock and stroke it slowly. I can feel the moistness seeping out from the head. I need to taste him. I crave his masculine essence. It is like an aphrodisiac to my senses. I run my hands up and down his slick hot body. I can feel little tremors coursing through him as I skim my hands over his muscled mass. I am intoxicated by his flesh as I touch him. My eyelids are heavy with sleep but yet I feel so incredibly awake. The darkness enfolds us in its cloak to bring together as one. Our bodies enmeshed in the erotic mating ritual.

I kiss and nibble my way down to his abdomen and find his rigid shaft waiting to be worshiped. I close my mouth around its velvety head and taste the precum as it oozes out. My god, I think I might come again with just doing this to him. I hear him moan as I suck his hard cock. Licking it all over, feeling it tighten as I increase the pressure of my mouth on it. I force my mouth all the way down its length. His musky scent filling my senses. I massage his scrotum at the same time. I can hear his intake of breath. Knowing that I am pleasing him has made me so wet again between my legs. I cannot get enough of his taste. The rigid hardness of his cock in my mouth is a balm to my raging libido. I need him. To taste him, to feel him, to touch him. To give back what he has given to me. This is not how he wants to end.

He grabs my shoulders and pulls me up and rolls me over on my back. His hot body settles between my legs. Slowly, inch by inch, he slides his cock into my slick cunt. Over and over he pulls out and slowly slides back in. What pure agony….what pure blissfulness. I love it. His control is mind-boggling. I am so ready to explode. He can tell I am near the edge. I am crying please baby give it to me. After many torturous strokes he plunges deep into me. With his hips pressed tightly against mine, he rotates his hips as I am bucking up to him.

He is driving me crazy, teasing me so. I grab his ass and wrap my legs tightly around him. He finally maneuvers his pelvis to rock with mine in a faster tempo. We are grinding and rocking good. It doesn’t take much time as I can feel his cock swell and become steel hard before his release. I hold him tight against me as I scream out,” OHHHHH BABY, BABY ,BABY!!!! YES THAT’S IT,BABY. FUCK ME. FUCK ME HARDER. OH YES , DO IT BABY. OH MY GAAAAWD!!!! OH BAAAAAABY!!!!!!!!

I feel his warm foamy seed spilling into me as his body jerks with ejaculation. His soft moans in my ear send delicious chills down my spine. He is totally spent as he collapses on top of me. I bask in the warmth of his body as it covers mine. I hold him tight to my chest. I don’t want to let go. I clench my inner pelvic muscles to hold him inside me longer. It feels so good to be locked together like this. How can I let go? But I know dawn is upon us and we must part.

I feel his sweet lips once again on mine as he gives me a tender passionate kiss. I hear him whisper again in my ear. I feel the weight of his body disappear from mine. I roll onto my side and drift off into blissful sleep. I love my erotic dreams of forbidden passions with him. I slip into a deep sleep with a contented smile on my lips.

I awake with a start in the morning, remembering the night of hot steamy sex with him. Then I realize it was only a dream as I let out a sigh. I reach down between my legs and feel the sticky residue of our coming together. I gasp as I wonder how did this happen and was it real or imaginary? Will I ever know the truth? Will my fantasy man invade my dreams again tonight? I can only wait until the darkness descends once again to find out.

Forced by the Police

Driving home from the party, I was lost in thought at how nice the evening had been. It took a moment for me to realize the noise I was hearing was that of a police siren. Glancing up in my rearview mirror, I then saw the flashing blue lights. Several thoughts went through my mind as I slowed my car to the side of the deserted road. I was safe as far as a DUI was concerned, as I had been drinking ice water at the party. I did not think I had been exceeding the speed limit. I know I had made all the appropriate stops at the previous lights and stop signs. I had no clue as to why I was being stopped.

The officer behind the blinding light approaching my car would soon answer my questions. As the dark form neared my door, I reached over to get my registration and dig my license out of my purse. Having had several tickets, I was all too familiar with the drill. I was quite startled when the officer ignored my paperwork and requested I step out of my vehicle.

“Is there a problem, Officer?” I asked politely.

He merely repeated his request to step out of the car. This had never happened to me before, but I did as he asked. I was then told to face the car, put my hands on the hood, and spread my feet. This was too much.
“Officer, is this really necessary?” I asked.

He told me it was simply procedure and if I complied, it would make his job easier. As much as I wanted to turn around and give him a piece of my mind, I decided to go along and just get it over with as quickly as possible. Standing out in the night air in my skimpy little black party dress, thigh highs and heels was becoming somewhat uncomfortable.

The officer began to pat me down. He started with my shoulders. I could feel he had very large, powerful hands from his first touch. He slowly worked his way over the bare skin on the tops of my arms and came back toward my body on the under sides. I began to shiver, unsure if it was the wind or the touch of his hands. He then proceeded down under my arms to my sides. Reaching his hands around the front of my body, he ran his hands over my breasts. His hands lingered on my breasts for longer than I felt appropriate for a simple pat down.

Maybe I just imagined what happened next, but I would have sworn it felt like he actually cupped my breasts in his hands before they headed down my torso. I was grateful for the fact that it was as dark as it was because I could feel my face redden. My nipples were hardening through the sheer fabric of my cocktail dress. Again, I thought to my self, was it the night air or his touch causing this reaction. My thoughts were confirmed by his next move. His hands were now on my hips and I was certain he was applying more pressure than necessary. If there was any doubt left, it was soon gone by what happened next. His hands worked their way down to my ass and I could feel him begin to squeeze my ass in his strong hands. I was so stunned, and speechless, but I was quickly brought out of my stupor when his hands went under my short dress and began to massage my ass.

“Please don’t do that!” I said with a rather loud voice.

I tried to move, but his hands on my ass held me firmly in my place.

“Miss, if you do not cooperate I will consider you to be resisting an officer and be forced to take appropriate measures to subdue you”.

My mind began to whirl. I was not sure what his intentions were, but I knew this was far from a routine traffic stop. By now, I had gone from being puzzled to being down right scared. I also had another incredibly odd feeling mixed with my fright. I was getting aroused. When I felt his hands slip around to the front of my body under my dress, we both discovered at the same time that during the course of his “pat down” my pussy had become wet. His fingers were slowly working themselves between my quivering lips toward my wetness. I could not believe my ears when I heard myself let out a small moan of pleasure.

He brought his body closer to mine. So close, I could feel his erect cock digging into the small of my back. My senses returned and in an instant, I went from being scared to being terrified. I removed my hands from the top of my car and attempted to turn around, but he was much faster and much stronger. He now had hold of both of my arms with one hand as the other disappeared, only to reappear with a set of handcuffs. In a split second, he had snapped the cuffs on me as I struggled to free myself from his grasp.

“Miss, I warned you earlier to cooperate. I suggest you calm down and let me finish”, he said as he spun me around so I was now face to face with him. He was a very large man, with a grin on his face and a huge bulge in his uniform pants. As he gazed into my eyes, with a smile he said, “Now Miss, we can do this the easy way or the hard way. Either way I’m going to enjoy it.”

By now, I was panic-stricken. I could feel my heart beating a mile a minute. I fought with the handcuffs, but it was of no use. I was completely helpless at this point and we both knew it. I stopped struggling and stood there, resigned to the fact there was nothing I could do to free myself.

“So, I see we have chosen the easy way”, he purred with a smug grin.

With that, he knelt on the ground in front of me. One hand pushed my legs apart as the other lifted the flimsy fabric of my dress. Completely exposed and helpless to stop him, he began to run his hands slowly up my inner thighs. He hesitated at the top of my thigh high stockings and looked up at me to say, “These things certainly are convenient, aren’t they?”

His right hand went toward my pussy as his left went through my legs and cupped my ass cheek. With his thumb, he began to massage my clit as his other hand cupped and uncapped my ass. As terrified as I was, I could feel my pussy getter wetter and wetter. One part of me was afraid while another part of me was becoming incredibly aroused. He inserted one of his large fingers into my now soaking pussy.

“Oh babe, just how I like it. Nice and tight”, he moaned appreciatively.

He started to finger fuck me. I could feel my body begin to move in time with his finger. This was unreal. I was beginning to enjoy it! As if reading my mind, he whispered up to me, “That’s it babe, just relax and don’t fight it.” He leaned his head forward, stuck out his tongue, and started lapping my pussy like a puppy dog. For several minutes, this went on. Sucking and licking with his tongue while continuing to finger fuck me. God, this was feeling good. I shut my eyes and leaned back on my car. His pace and intensity quickened and before I knew what was happening my body erupted in orgasm. I could feel cum running out of me and onto his face and fingers. As he began to stand up, I caught a glimpse of his face in the moonlight. He was still grinning, but now his grin was covered with my cum.

“My turn”, was all he said as he unzipped his uniform pants. I was startled, but not surprised by what he removed. His cock, like the rest of his body was very large and quite thick. With his hand, he guided it toward my cum soaked pussy. He slid the head up and down the outer rim of my hole, getting it wet and ready for penetration. He proceeded to do the same with all 8 inches or more of the thick shaft, until I could see it glistening in the moonlight.

“I hope you like it rough, babe”, he grunted as he thrust himself into me. My pussy was full and I looked down to see he was not even halfway inside yet. Before I knew what was happening he yelled out, “Ready or not, here I come” as he rammed home the second half of his manhood. An indescribable feeling washed over my body - excruciating pain mixed with intense pleasure. He started to fuck me as if no one had fucked me before. Fast, hard, steady pounding. I attempted to shield my ass with my restrained hands as we banged into the side of my car. He was moaning, grunting, and making noises that were almost animal like. He kept this up for a good twenty minutes.

Just when I thought he could not fuck me any harder, his pace quickened and his cock penetrated me even deeper. I knew he was almost ready. I could feel his cock become tense. The muscles in my pussy tightened around him. I too, was on the verge. Suddenly he screamed out, “Now Babe, Now!” With that, we both exploded in mutual, intense orgasm. I felt his wet, hot sticky cum shoot deep into the recesses of my pussy. Followed quickly by another load and then another. With a final grunt and thrust, he emptied the last of his cum deep inside of me. We both fell against the car. Both of us completely spent by our savage and carnal coupling. After taking a minute to catch his breath, he spun me around and unlocked my shackled hands. In silence, we both took a moment to readjust our clothing.

As he headed back to his cruiser, he turned to me and said, “Miss, this was just a warning. Next time I might not be so lenient”.

Nice Night for a Movie

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.

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.

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.

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”.

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.”