Consoling at the Office

"Hey, Jay, go long!" 
 
Jay laughed and trotted down the hall, looked back to catch the sponge football that Ricky threw... and ran right into Kelli. He heard her squeak and his arms went around her, pulling her against his body to keep them both from falling. 
 
"I'm sorry, Kelli. Are you okay?" He looked down at the pretty and very plump sexy woman in his arms. 
 
"I'm fine," she said with a roll of her eyes. 
 
"Don't tell the boss we were playing football in the hallway again, 'kay?" He winked and gave her a squeeze. 
 
"You two are gonna hurt somebody one of these days," she laughed. 
 
Jay noticed the blush on her cheeks and realized he was still holding her tight against him. Looking down into her pretty heart shaped face, something just made him not want to let go. The realization surprised him and he let his arms drop. "Sorry, we'll be more careful." 
 
Kelli just shook her head and walked away. 
 
*** 
 
Jay woke the next morning to find himself with a rock swollen dick against his sheets. Then he remembered he had been dreaming about Kelli. Shit. Not smart, dipping your wick in the company ink. But he couldn't deny that he had found he really liked being pressed up against her ample body the day before. Everything he touched had a soft firmness, like her beautiful breasts pressed against his chest. 
 
It had been so different from his last girlfriend. He'd been going out with a model, bony and bitchy. Kelli, on the other hand, was a sweetheart, kind and thoughtful. She was a great friend, always ready to help out around the office. He just hadn't expected his body's reaction to her soft flesh. He had always thought she was pretty, he just never even considered her as a lover. 
 
Jay was a jock in high school and still played basketball in a league. He'd always pictured himself with skinny girls. He couldn't help thinking about how different it would be to be with such a sweet, soft, delicious body after the thin, twiggy bitches he had put up with. 
 
As he thought about how it had felt to hold Kelli in his arms, his hard body pressed against her soft one, he couldn't resist reaching down and stroking his dick. What would it be like to be with someone like Kelli? Kind, sweet, thoughtful, giving? He could imagine her soft hands slowly stroking his dick, her tongue sliding along it. He stroked faster as he imagined sliding his erection into her soft pussy. With a groan, he came. 
 
Too bad she was a friend and co-worker. Sex just didn't mesh well with that. He would just have to keep his distance. 
 
*** 
 
"Jay, I'm going to be gone for the rest of the day. Keep an eye on things, huh?" the boss patted Jay on the shoulder as he passed. 
 
"Sure thing, boss man," Jay laughed. He watched as the boss walked down the hallway and thought about a little game of football. Too bad Ricky was out of the office too. He was still looking down the hall after the boss's retreating back when Kelli walked out of the ladies bathroom. 
 
He could tell from her shining eyes that she'd been trying not to cry. "Hey Kelli, what's wrong?" Jay had told himself he would keep some distance between them after his recent discovery, but he couldn't just walk away when she was so clearly upset. 
 
Kelli sniffled and shook her head, turning away. 
 
"Hey," he said softly. He snagged her by the elbow and steered her into the boss's office, closing the door behind him. "Come on, you can tell me what's wrong. Aren't we friends?" He tilted his head to meet her eyes. 
 
She gave him a watery smile. "It's silly. It's just... there's this guy I met online and we've been chatting. We were really getting along great, I thought. So we met for lunch today, and the minute he saw me, he just wasn't interested anymore. He was looking around and looking at his watch, anywhere but at me. It's not like I hid that I have some weight. I mean, I put down that I'm a voluptuous woman, but I guess he didn't take it seriously until he saw me." Her lip started to quiver and her eyes threatened to spill over again. 
 
"Hey now." Jay pulled her into his arms and held her while she sniffled. Jay felt a little surge of anger at the idiot who had treated Kelli so callously. "He's just an immature idiot. You're a beautiful and desirable woman. You're also warm and caring. Any man would be lucky to have you!" 
 
It was true, Jay thought as he rocked her in his arms, stroking her hair. She was beautiful, and soft and warm. His eyes flew open. Apparently his body agreed because he was getting hard, holding her in his arms. How to deal with this? He didn't want to let go of her and let her feel rejected for a second time in one day. Hell, he didn't want to let go of her at all, but this was dangerous. If she realized he was getting turned on, she'd probably slap him and turn him in for sexual harassment. Jay smiled. No, Kelli wouldn't do that, but she might not talk to him again and that would not make him happy. 
 
Kelli sniffled. "Do you really mean that? You're not just saying that to make me feel better? I'd rather have the truth, you know." 
 
"Of course, I mean it." Jay pulled back and looked into Kelli's eyes. He cupped her face in his hand and smiled softly at her. What if she didn't mind though? What if she was agreeable? He looked at the beautiful woman in his arms and thought of her kindness every day. The hell with it. 
 
Jay leaned down and pressed his lips softly to Kelli's. It was worth the risk. 
 
Kelli froze for a moment in surprise. Then she leaned into the kiss and wrapped her arms around Jay's neck. She opened her mouth to Jay's probing tongue and their tongues danced around each other in exploration. 
 
Jay sucked gently on her bottom lip then leaned back and smiled. 
 
Kelli smiled tremulously. "Well, I'm surprised to say the least. I've never thought... of this... with us." 
 
"Honestly, me either, until yesterday. I've always thought you were a wonderful person, so kind and thoughtful. Then something just changed yesterday when I held you. It just felt right." 
 
Kelli shifted in his arms and went still. 
 
Oh, hell. Had she felt it? Had she realized? 
 
"Is that what I think it is?" Kelli asked softly. 
 
Jay felt her hand reach down between them and touch him inquisitively through his pants. He couldn't hold back a groan. His eyes slid shut. He pulled Kelli into the crook of his arm and kissed her soundly. Her hand caressed the length of his pole through his pants. Jay gasped and pulled back. "Kelli, oh God, think about what you're doing to me before this goes too far." 
 
Kelli smiled up at him teasingly. "What's too far?" 
 
"Sex," he said tersely. "Here, in this office, right now." 
 
She looked around and eyed the sofa in the corner. "The boss was going to be gone this afternoon, wasn't he?" 
 
Jay looked at her in surprise. Was she actually willing? "You're not kidding me, are you?" 
 
In reply, Kelli stepped back out of his arms and looked him directly in the eye as she began unbuttoning her grey silk blouse, revealing the soft chocolate flesh beneath. Her blouse parted to reveal a lacy pink brassiere, supporting full breasts that drew Jay like a magnet. 
 
Before he even knew what he was doing, Jay was cupping and fondling the lace bound titties. He heard Kelli giggle and realized how obsessed he must look. Sheepishly, he looked into her face and dropped his hands. 
 
Kelli dropped the blouse off her shoulders and grabbed his hands, putting them back where they had been. "I didn't mean stop!" She cupped his jaw in her own hands and pressed her lips to his. 
 
Jay slid his hands around and pulled Kelli against him, feeling for the hooks and neatly undoing the bra. He pulled it forward and stepped back to reveal the glorious view. His mouth nearly watered at the sight of the jiggling flesh and hardened dark nipples. Jay dropped the bra, cupped a breast in each hand and dipped his head to meet the nipple he lifted to his mouth. He ran the flat of his tongue across the round hardness and delighted in how it teased his tongue. 
 
Jay felt a shudder run through Kelli's body under his hands. He used every bit of his mouth to tease her nipple, swirling his tongue around it then sucking hard and pressing his lips tight around it over his teeth. 
 
Kelli moaned and Jay shifted his attention to her other nipple as he kneaded and squeezed the silken flesh in his fingers. He felt Kelli pushing at his own clothes, reaching between them to undo the buttons of his shirt and burrowing her hands beneath to get to his flesh. Reluctantly, he let her nipple slip from his mouth and turned his attention back to getting them naked. 
 
With full access, Kelli made short work of the rest of Jay's buttons and tugged the shirt from his waistband as he unbuttoned his cuffs. She was able to push his jacket and shirt off as one. Hastily, she tugged at his belt but Jay was more forcefully attacking her skirt and slip, pushing them down her hips moving her back toward the couch against the wall in the process. Kelli let go of his belt to steady herself against his arms as she was forced to step out of her skirt and slip or risk tripping. 
 
Jay peeled the waistband of her panty hose and rolled them down over Kelli's ample hips and thighs, leaving her skin bare and free to breathe. As he knelt, Jay buried his nose in her curly bush and inhaled deeply. "My God, you even smell sweet." He grabbed her hips and urged her back onto the sofa. He finished peeling off her panty hose with a flourish of his arm, tossing them to the side. 
 
Standing over Kelli and breathing raggedly, Jay looked down at the curves he had revealed and felt the urge to dive in. Kelli apparently had other ideas. 
 
She reached up and slid her splayed fingers up his stomach then back down to the pants that were unbuttoned and began to slowly lower the zipper over the bulge waiting there. She gripped the sides of his trousers and tugged down, pulling them off his boxers. 
 
Jay kicked out of his shoes and obligingly lifted his right then his left leg as Kelli brought them down to his ankles. His pants discarded, only the material of his black briefs stood between him and Kelli, but instead of pulling them down, Kelli leaned forward and rubbed her cheeks, cat like, against the bulge not exactly hidden there. Jay groaned. "Not fair." 
 
Kelli laughed and kissed his bulge before reaching up to the waistband and rolling it down to let his erection spring free. She grinned up at him and leaned forward to lick with the flat of her tongue from the base of his dick up in a quick swipe before peeling his briefs the rest of the way down. 
 
Looking down at Kelli's pretty flushed face, her hair tousled around her head and her full lips parted, Jay felt a surge of desire. God! What have I been missing? He had a feeling Kelli was going to show him. 
 
Indeed, she took his dick in her hands and began slowly exploring him with her lips and tongue. She pressed kisses up the length of him and one on the head then licked her lips. "Mmmm, you taste so good." She sucked the head of his dick into her mouth and swirled her tongue around it then rubbed her lips just under the crown, making little noises of pleasure in her throat and then humming mmmm's that shook him to his toes. 
 
Jay had gotten blow jobs from women in the past, but there had been more of an element of duty than pleasure. Kelli seemed to take an unusual amount of pleasure in stroking and sucking his dick. The fingertips of her right hand lightly teased up and down his pole as she sucked on the head while her left hand cupped and played with his balls. 
 
Kelli let go of the head of his dick and curled her tongue around his pole first one way then the other as she licked her way down it and back up. Then she began to blow lightly on the wet and sensitized dick. 
 
Jay slid his fingers into her hair and pulled her head gently away from him. "Enough, no more, or I'm going to cum in your mouth. I want to make love to you." 
 
Kelli looked up at him doubtfully. "I didn't bring a condom, did you?" 
 
Shit! It had been a month since Jay had seen his former girlfriend. He didn't know if he still had a condom in his pants or not. He grabbed his pants and yanked out his wallet, flinging it open. Some dollar bills, a couple cards and a little foil wrapper dropped out onto the floor. Hell Yea! He thought snatching it up and looking down at Kelli triumphantly. 
 
"Allow me," she said, with a smile. She took the little foil wrapper from him and tore it open efficiently. Holding the end with one hand, she quickly rolled it down the length of his dick and then let her hand stroke back up. 
 
As soon as she let go of him, Jay hit his knees in front of her, intent on getting to taste what he had scented earlier. He pressed Kelli's legs open and urged her closer to the edge of the couch. Looking down, he could see the juices glistening on her dark pink lips. He leaned in and ran the tip of his tongue straight up the center, then plunged in, French kissing her mound, before pulling back to explore more leisurely. 
 
"Mmmm." She was as sweet as she smelled. He couldn't imagine how a woman's pussy could taste so sweet with cinnamon. He was going to enjoy this as much as Kelli seemed to enjoy his dick. Of course, by her moaning, he assumed she was enjoying this too. 
 
Jay stroked the flesh of her inner thighs with the tips of his fingers gently as he let his tongue explore, licking up the juices she was giving him. He reached forward with one hand and slid two fingers between her velvet walls, and knew he couldn't wait to feel her clenching his dick the way she was gripping his fingers with her muscles. Dear God, don't let this be just a one off. I want so much more of this woman, he thought fervently as he gently stroked her skin with his fingers and tongue. He felt her shudder and heard Kelli cry out as she came for the first time. 
 
Jay withdrew his fingers and looked over the curve of Kelli's tummy to see her flushed face, eyes closed and lips parted in pleasure. He stood and gripped her knees, drawing them up to allow him better access as he stepped in to rub the head of his dick along her slit. 
 
Kelli opened her eyes as Jay pushed in. Her mouth went wide again as she gasped. "Oh God! Yes! You feel so good." 
 
Jay thrust all the way in and began slowly pulling out before plunging in again. "So do you," he assured her in a strained voice. That seemed so inadequate though. He thrust in again and began slowly drawing out. She felt like... ecstasy, and not the drug. Kelli moaned and Jay felt her body contract around his dick. "Oh God, yes!" 
 
It had never been like this with other women. Jay looked down at Kelli's euphoric face and felt his own orgasm break free as he thrust one more time. The orgasm shook his body and cleared his mind of all thought for several minutes. 
 
When he could think again, Jay let Kelli's legs down and gently caressed her thighs. He withdrew from her and knelt between her legs, letting his head rest on the soft pillow of her stomach. "That was... incredible. Thank you, Kelli." He turned his head and pressed kisses over her stomach. 
 
Kelli giggled. "I'd say the pleasure was mine, but I think we shared that pretty equally."

The Comfort of Sex

Two friends sitting watching a film; close together on the sofa. As they are familiar with each other, she gently leans back into him, to be more comfortable, whilst watching the screen. He lifts his arm to give her more space and lets it loosely fall over her shoulder, whilst his other arm encircles her waist. 
 
This continues in comfort and quiet for a time, until she realises that his hand is gradually stroking her stomach, sending shivers up her spine. However, she ignores it as a friendly gesture, but her breathing becomes faster. 
 
Slowly, his hand moves up her body, stopping just on her ribs, caressing her. Her heart is beating fast but she keeps as still as possible, silently willing his hand to move up further. He makes no move for a couple of minutes, which seems like an eternity to her, but eventually his finger moves and begins to touch her nipple lovingly, softly and slowly feeling it get harder. 
 
She involuntarily shifts her body closer to his, pressing her nipple against his hand, and he begins to press harder, more insistently, realising how turned on she is becoming. His hand moves to cover her breast, tweaking her nipple slightly, as if by accident, and her breath catches at the flood of warmth this causes. He leans his mouth down from behind and slowly kisses her neck, while his other arm moves across and he places his hand on her hip, embracing her skin under her top. 
 
She breathes a soft moan when his hand moves mysteriously slowly down, underneath her pants and underwear. His hand begins to gently feel her clit, alternating between her clit and below, where she is becoming gradually wetter. She can feel the tension in her building up and lifts her hand to his leg, slowly moving up to the top of his leg, stroking his inner thigh, slowly and enticingly. 
 
She lifts her face up and kisses him softly on the mouth, running the tip of her tongue along his bottom lip. Their kissing becomes more dire as he slowly inserts one finger in her, moving in and out slowly, his thumb gently rubbing her clit. Her hand starts to unbutton his jeans and moves down, under his boxers, avoiding his hard dick, down to stroke his inner thigh, making him moan with frustration. He adds a second finger and again she feels herself building up, knowing she is driving him crazy with frustration. 
 
She removes both their hands and turns to look at him for a long moment, gauging if this is what they should really do, but it's gone too far and she climbs on top of him, kissing him hard, while he strokes her nipples and pulls off her top. She moves her lips from his mouth, across the line of his jaw and trails kisses down his neck, his neckline, stopping to pull off his T-shirt. Her lips move down and her tongue softly flicks over his nipple, then sucks softly, before moving down his stomach. 
 
She kneels down on the floor and tugs off his jeans and boxers, while he lifts his hips to help her. She moves her tongue up his thigh slowly, while he watches her and places his hand on her head, softly stroking her hair. She finally reaches his dick and runs her tongue around the rim, making him gasp and lift his hips, pushing himself into her mouth. She moves him more and more into her mouth, flicking her tongue up and down his pole, at the same time slowly sucking the head of his dick. His hand grips her head more adamantly but gently pushes her further down. She moans softly, knowing the effect she has on him and slowly angles her throat until her mouth reaches the bottom of his dick, his hands suddenly clench and releases his hold on her head. 
 
She moves back up to the top, licking up with her tongue and around the top, then back down again, sucking harder and harder each time. At the same time, her hand reaches down between his thighs and strokes him, moving between his thighs and the bottom of his dick, in rhythm with her mouth. 
 
He eventually pulls her back up on top of him, removing her pants and underwear, inserting his fingers back into her, making her wet, while she moans with pleasure. He removes his fingers and positions her on top of him, moving the tip into her, but no more, looking her in the eyes, waiting for her to beg for him with her eyes. She gives a sob of frustration and as he places his hands on her hips, and he pushes her down on top of him, easily sliding into him and they both cry out in relief. 
 
She starts to move up and down, kissing each other intensely, his fingers stroking and pinching her nipples. He pushes his dick deeper into her, lifting his hips and pushing her down, while she feels herself building up, as he thrusts harder and faster. She is becoming tighter and tighter, her breathing more ragged and emotions out of control until he makes the one last, deep thrust and she falls over the edge, climaxing hard, throbbing for a minute. He waits for it to subside, stroking her back, whispering to her, and finally she lifts her head and smiles at him. 
 
She moves back, lying on the floor and he moves into her, kissing her neck while slowly stroking her pussy. He lifts her knee, leaning it against his chest so that his dik reaches deeper into her and she gasps in surprise and pleasure, the feeling slightly too intense after her previous climax. His hand reaches down to rub her clit while he begins to move faster, getting harder inside her, as his climax builds, and she once again starts to become wetter and tighter. He grips her wrists above her head so she can't move and fucks her harder, until he knows she is about to cum, when he finally climaxes, feeling her cum around him. 
 
Both of them collapse together, side by side. She rolls into his arms and he holds her, both lying in silence and happy contentment, enjoying each others company. Finally, they finish the film they had been watching, in a lazy and companionable silence. 
 

Interrogation Room

Officer Smith reclined in his chair in the interrogation room, idly thinking about what he planned to do when he got off of work. He could go home to his wife Vikkie, but she had been a little bitchy lately and he would just as soon pass his time getting drunk in a seedy bar. He chuckled at the thought and checked his watch, waiting for the next person he had to interrogate to be brought in. He quickly flipped open the file in front of him and scanned its contents. Shanee McClain, suspected of smuggling drugs. He heard the door open and glanced up to see a young girl that looked about 20 being led in by another officer. His breath caught in his throat as he looked her up and down. She was about 5'8", black hair with brown highlights, and had brown green eyes. His eyes traveled up her legs and paused to admire her perfectly rounded ass before moving up to take in her gorgeous D cups. She looked a little nervous and sat on the edge of the chair opposite him, playing with her hair. 
 
"Well, Ms. McClain, do you know why you're here?" he asked. 
 
"Look, I know what I did was wrong, but I can't go to jail! Please, just let me go. I promise it'll never happen again," she said in a rush, her voice smooth as honey. For the first time since she had entered the room, she looked up at her interrogator. She smiled inwardly at his broad shoulders and square jaw, imagining the muscles hiding under that uniform. Meeting his brown eyes, she whispered, "Isn't there anything I can do officer?" She leaned over the table towards him, her shirt dipping down in the front to reveal a lacy black bra. 
 
His dick began to stir and he sat up a little straighter, looking back at her unflinchingly. "What did you have in mind?" he asked with a small smile. He got up and walked around the table until he was standing right behind her. 
 
"Anything you want, officer," she said softly. He bent down over her shoulder and whispered in her ear, "Well, I can think of a few things..." He could see her nipples getting hard through her shirt and grinned. Slowly, he began to rub her shoulders, kneading her back with his fingers. She bit her bottom lip and squeezed her legs together, feeling herself getting wet. His hands slid back over her shoulders and down towards her breasts, gently massaging as he went. He grabbed her breasts, hard, and she let out a little gasp, arching her back. He was fully hard now and pushing his dick up against her. Hesitantly, she inched the hem of her shirt up to reveal a flat stomach. He helped her pull it over her head, throwing the shirt on the floor behind him. Her nipples were hard and pushing at the fabric of her bra. She slowly slid her hand under her short little skirt and rubbed her fingers lightly along her pussy. He unhooked her bra and tossed it aside, licking his lips as he watched her magnificent breasts come spilling out. His fingers found her nipples and started rubbing them and tugging on them softly. He bent down and kissed her neck softly and spun the chair around so she was facing him. His lips traced a path over her collarbone down to her breast. He flicked her nipple with his tongue a few times, enjoying her small gasps of pleasure. Sucking on her breast gently, he reached down and massaged his aching hard on through his pants. 
 
She ran her hands down his body, shivering from the sensations he was producing with his tongue. She deftly unbuckled his pants and slid them down, following them with his underwear. His erection sprang forth, freed from its confines. Tracing a line down his dick with her finger, she got on her knees in front of him. She leaned forward and licked the tip, and upon hearing his sharp intake of breath, took him in her mouth. Sucking gently, she slowly slid it in deeper and deeper down her throat. He began to move in and out, rocking gently in her mouth. Gradually, his speed increased and soon he was driving it into her hard and fast. She grabbed his ass and moved her head in rhythm with his movements. She slid him out of her mouth and slowly kissed her way up his body until she was standing. 
 
He picked her up and laid her on the table on her back. Pushing her skirt up around her waist and smiled at the little black thong she was wearing. He could see it rubbing up against her clit, soaking wet and sexy. He slid it off and tossed it to the side with her other clothes. He ran a finger up her slit and let it linger on her clit before sliding it inside her. Slowly, he slid his finger in and out of her, soon adding another finger, moving faster and faster. Her breath came in short little spurts and her whole body was shaking. When he felt she was about to peak, he bent down and gently took her clit in his mouth. She moaned softly as he sucked on it and her shaking became more intense. He felt her tighten up around his fingers and ran his other hand up over her body, taking in the sensations. With a load moan, she came, thrusting against his fingers, shaking uncontrollably. As wave after wave of pleasure rolled through her, he slid his fingers out of her and brought them up to her mouth. She grabbed his hand greedily and sucked her juices off his fingers. 
 
He spread her legs and positioned himself in between them, stroking his cock as he watched her fingers stray to her breasts and clit. Pulling her forward a little, he slowly slid himself inside her, his breath catching at how good her tight little pussy felt. He paused when he was all the way in and reached up to play with her breasts, squeezing them and rubbing her nipples. He slid himself most of the way out again, and without warning, drove himself deep inside her. In and out he thrust, harder and faster each time. She rubbed her clit furiously, breathing heavily. Each time he thrust back in, it was like a shock to her system, driving her up and over the edge. She trembled helplessly, completely at mercy to his will. 
 
He felt himself nearing the breaking point and rammed himself into her, making her cum with him inside. She bucked wildly against him, moaning loudly. As he felt her convulse around him, he exploded, emptying himself into her. After one final thrust, he collapsed on top of her, breathing hard. With a knowing smile, he looked up at the blinking light on the camera in the corner of the room, knowing that he would never forget this. 

Police Patrol

He hated working the night shift. There were too many drunks and not enough to do between 2:00am and 7:00am when his shift ended. It always seemed that the last drunk of the night always chucked his cookies in his cruiser. Tonight was no different and, as always, he was stuck cleaning up the mess by himself. Most of the other cops had partners, but he had been the lone wolf from the start. He didn't mind working alone most of the time, but when it came to cleaning up after a drunk, he would rather have a partner to help out, or better yet a rookie to make clean it up. 
 
Even after he was done cleaning, his cruiser still smelled. Rolling down all the windows, he set off out of the station to take a drive down his favorite back road. It was full of twisty turns and nearly deserted at this time, making it fun to drive; besides he had to get rid of the smell. 
 
He took the first turn in the road at top speed, feeling the back end of the cruiser wanting to move out as he pushed it hard. Coming out of the turn, his heart racing from the excitement, he took his foot off the gas and slowed. The hill in front of him did not offer him a full view of the road ahead and the last thing he wanted was to have to explain a wrecked cruiser to his sergeant. He was glad that he had, for as soon as he came over the rise, he spotted a stopped car in front of him with light on but no four ways. Turning on his police lights, he slowly approached the car, stopping directly behind it. Deciding not to call it in yet, as it might just be a couple of kids groping at each other, he got out of the car. 
 
As he exited the cruiser, he was hoping that it was not another drunk; the last one had been bad enough. He was surprised when he got to the side of the car and saw a young lady by herself with a map in her lap. 
 
"Oh, officer, I am so glad you are here. I've gotten myself lost. I can't even find were I am on the map." She was looking directly at him as she spoke. 
 
The first thing he noticed about her was her hair, shinning, black and curly, a little long that it came down past her shoulders, he didn't think it was real. She had it drawn back in such a way as to highlight her face, a face that was gorgeous. Her full lips were slick with bright lip-gloss, her soft brown eyes were highlighted with golden eye shadow and her eyelashes gleamed with black mascara. 
 
"Well, where are you heading, ma'am." He looked at the map in her hand and noticed for the first time that it was upside down and of the wrong county; she might be drunk after all. 
 
"I'm trying to get home. My friends wanted to try this new night spot and it was little out of my territory. Somehow, I got turned around coming out, I think." As she spoke she was looking out her window, not at the policeman's face but at his crotch, wondering what kind of gun he had dangling between his legs. 
 
"Have you been drinking, ma'am?" He had been so hopeful when he had first seen her. He had been thinking that he would be able to exchange directions for her number, but now he was going to have to run her in. 
 
"I only had one drink, and that was hours ago." She was starting to sweat now. She had had more than one, she had one too many. If he wrote her up, it would be the second time for her; she would lose her license for sure. "Really, officer, I am as sober as you." She was doing her best to sound sexy and bat her eyelashes, hoping to get away. 
 
"I'm sorry ma'am, but I have to check you out. If you would step out of the car, please." He grabbed the door handle and opened the door. 
 
As she stepped out of the car, his dick immediately began to harden. The way she was dressed, barely dressed, was so sexy. Her ample chest was covered with a tight black tank top, so tight he could tell, in the lights of his cruiser, that she was wearing a lace bra underneath. The top was short, showing off her flat stomach and the small diamond ring in her navel. The skirt she was wearing, just, was so tight and so short, he was sure that it was painted on to her. He decided to give her the benefit of the doubt, hoping she might still be sober and he might still get her number. He would wait to call it in until after the field test. 
 
"If you will step back this way." He motioned her to follow him to the back of her car. 
 
The first step she took she stumbled, regaining her balance quickly and keeping herself from falling. Shining his flashlight on her, he noticed the shoes she was wearing: black calf-high boots with the thinnest 5-inch heels he had ever seen. 
 
"Got my heel caught," she told him as she joined him behind her car, in the full light of his cruiser. 
 
"If you want, you can take off your shoes before you take the field test, if you think they may effect your performance." In the bright light of the cruiser, he was sure this woman standing in front of him was the most beautiful woman he had ever had the pleasure of meeting. 
 
"Oh no officer, they make my legs look too good to think of taking them off." She slid her right leg forward, letting him get a good look at her smooth thigh and calf, both very muscular from her daily work out. 
 
"It's your choice." He began to lead her through the sobriety field test. By the second test, he knew she was drunk. Knowing that his shot at getting this woman's number was now over, he did his best to keep himself interested as he led her through the rest of test. He was doing his best now not to watch her as her shirt rode up her firm midsection, giving him a glimpse of the thin lace bra underneath. Nor did he watch as her skirt inched up her legs, threatening to rise up far enough to give him a view of her thong. 
 
"I'm sorry to say that you did not pass." He was standing in front of her, his back to his cruiser. "If you would please turn around, I'm afraid I have to take you in." 
 
"No, please." She started crying at once, she could not afford to loose her license. "Please, isn't there something I can do?" She took a step closer to him. She had decided as soon as she had stepped out of the car and gotten her first good look at this handsome cop standing in front of her, she would give herself up to him to avoid a ticket. Besides, he was really cute and she saw his uniform bulge when he had first seen what she was wearing. 
 
"Miss, please turn around and place your hands behind your back." His mind was reeling, thinking of all the things he would like to do to this woman, but he had his job to do. 
 
It was now of never. She dropped to her knees in front of him, grabbing his belt as she knelt. Moving quickly, knowing if she gave him any time he would stop her, she unzipped his pants, pulled his underwear out of the way and took his semi-hard dick into her mouth. 
 
She was fast. Before he knew it, she was on her knees with his dick in her hot wet mouth, giving him no time to stop her, And now that she had him in her mouth, he wasn't going to either. Taking a firm hold of her head, he held her from moving as his dick began to grow to its full size, filling her mouth. 
 
He tasted so good, a mixture of precum, from him being hard before. She could feel herself getting wet, wanting him. His dick grew in her mouth, forcing her to move her head backwards. As it filled her mouth, her pussy began to drip, soaking the tiny lace thong she was wearing. When he reached his full length, she began to suck in earnest. First, she took all that she could of his thick long hard dick into her mouth before sliding her mouth back off, until she had just his round, bulbous tip left in her mouth. Nibbling softly and twirling her tongue as if he was an ice cream cone, she made him moan before sliding him back deep into her mouth. 
 
She was driving him mad. Every time she sucked on the tip, his knees threatened to buckle, sending him to the ground next to her. However, every time he felt for sure he could take no more, she would release his head and slide him deep into her mouth. She continued to do this until he was on the verge of cumming. He tried to pull her off, telling her that he was about to cum, but she just sucked him deeper into her wet mouth, digging her fingernails into his ass through the fabric of his pants. 
 
He was so big and thick, she could not help but to think of how good it was going to feel to have this cop stick his hard long dick into her, filling her as she had never been filled before. Her panties were now soaked so much with her own juices, they could hold no more and she could feel the hot liquid working its way down her bare, smooth thighs. When he tried to move her off his quivering dick, letting her know he was about to cum, for the first time in her life she decided she wanted to taste cum, and drew him farther into her. When the first hot splash of his thick liquid hit the back of her mouth she came, her juices flowing freely now down her thighs. 
 
She could not believe how good it felt or how good he tasted as she continued to suck on his thick, hot dick as he continued to fill her mouth with cum. He continued to quiver and pulse even after she could no longer hold all his cum in her mouth and it started running down her chin, dropping onto her black tank top. 
 
He had never before cum in a girl's mouth and he wished he could do it all the time. The combination of her mouth and the gentle suction was giving him an orgasm like he had never experienced. Putting his hands out behind him, he caught himself on the hood of his cruiser. The pleasure was so intense and it was impossible for him to keep his balance, as she continued to suck harder and faster. She continued to suck him dry, pumping her head up and down his softening dick. He could feel himself hardening again as he began to think how good her pussy must feel. 
 
Once she had sucked the last drop of cum from him, she knew she could not stop. She had to make him hard again. She had to have his thick long muscle buried inside her, filling her wet pussy, spreading her as she had never been before, hitting spots that had never been touched. She sucked him softly, moving her head up and down on his soft dick, holding him firmly between her lips until he began to swell in her mouth again. 
 
"Cuff me." She stood, turned, and leaned over the back of her car, placing her hands behind her. As she did, her skirt slid up over her fat ass giving him a full view of her soaking white panties, a view she was hoping would entice him to take her. 
 
As he stepped towards her, his cuffs in hand- who was he to deny a woman's request- he could smell her. Her sweet musk filled his nostrils, heightening his already burning desire to plunge his dick deep into her. Taking her wrist, he placed first one bracelet and then the other on her, making sure to keep them loose, not wanting to hurt her. 
 
"Tighter." She loved the feel of the cool metal against her warm, soft wrists but they were not tight enough, she wanted to feel as if she he was forcing her, she wanted him to be in control of her. 
 
When he stepped in close to her again to tighten the cuffs on her wrists, she began to gyrate her hips, moving in just the right way to force his engorged dick between her legs, his swollen tip touching her soaking panties. He could not believe how wet and how hot she was. 
 
As the cool steel of the cuff began to press tighter on her wrists and the tip of his dick pressed against her, she began to cum again. The waves of her orgasm caused her body to buck and she forced herself back harder against his stiff long rod, so hard she could feel the lace fabric pushing inside her. 
 
"Please," she was panting hard now, "please don't hurt me." She was now laying flat on the trunk of her car, her chest beneath her, against the cool metal. 
 
"I am going to fuck you until you scream." He understood at once what she wanted. She wanted him to take full control of the situation now. Moving his dick away from her opening, he ran his hands up her bare legs, taking a firm grip of the thin string of her thong. In one strong tug, he tore the string in half, making her moan and wiggle her ass even more. "I'm going to fuck you so hard until you can't take no more." He let the string fall from his hands, the thin flap of lace covering her pussy falling forward, giving him complete access to her wetness. 
 
" Oh, please." She could no longer control herself. " Please, take me now." She was moving her ass back and forth, up and down, trying to make him enter her. She needed to have him filling her. She needed his hard dick sliding in and out of her, filling her, spreading her, making her cum. 
 
Taking a firm hold of her hips, he held her still as he pressed the large round tip of his dick against her opening. Slowly, he slid the tip into her. Inch by inch, as slowly as he could stand it. 
 
He was so thick. He was spreading her past any point she had ever been. By the time he had forced his large head into her, she was cuming again. Three times she had cum and still he had not slammed that thick pole of his deep into her, she could not wait to see how many times she would cum as he pressed deeper inside. 
 
She could not move as she came again, but her pussy got wetter and hotter. So hot and so wet, he could no longer control himself. Taking a firm grip of her, he pulled her back, forcing all of his stiff dick into her tight pussy. 
 
"Oh, God, yes." She came again as the tip of his long thick dick touched her in a place that nothing had ever touched before. " Fuck me please. Beat me hard." 
 
Slowly he began to fuck her. Moving himself out just a little bit, he drove himself back into her, very slowly, enjoying the heat and wetness of her tight pussy. Picking up the tempo, he began to pull himself farther and farther out of her until he was nearly pulling himself out of her tight pussy with every stroke before entering into her as deep as he could. 
 
She was cuming again as he pulled almost out of her to drive himself deep, so deep into her, it was almost painful, but it felt so good. He was fucking her hard and fast now, forcing her back and forth along the trunk of the car, smashing her breasts into the cold metal of the car, heightening her pleasure. 
 
"Yes officer, punish me. Beat me hard and long." 
 
She was an animal. She was fucking him as hard as he was fucking her now. With every thrust, she was pushing herself backward, forcing him deeper into her. He knew that he would not last much longer, she was too hot and too wet and felt too good for him to even think of trying to hold off cuming. As he began to think of cumming inside her, he could feel the first tingling of orgasm building. 
 
It was getting harder for her to breathe. Her legs were sore and tired and she didn't think she could hold herself up much longer under his nonstop assault, but she didn't want to stop either, it felt too good. 
 
"Please." As tired as she was, she could not help herself but to move into him every time he thrust his penis deep into her. "Please fill me. Cum inside of me officer." She was panting now, from both exhaustion and pleasure; she was about to cum again. As his dick began to pulse deep inside her, splashing the wave of his cum into her, she moaned and began to cum, the feeling of him pushed her over the edge into pure pleasure. 
 
He continued to stroke in and out of her quivering pussy until he was sure that they had both used the last of their energy. Slowly, placing his hands on the trunk of car, he pushed himself back from her spent body falling backwards to sit on the hood of his cruiser, she stood, moving backwards towards him. She was tired, yes, but it was a good tired. A very good tired, like how you feel after a good work out, and she had just had one of the best workouts of her life. 
 
"Please, officer. Please uncuff me and tell me how to get home now. I'm more than sober enough now." When he did not react at once she had a flash of panic that this handsome cop was not going to let her off even after the fucking she had just gotten. 
 
It took him a moment to gain energy enough to fumble for the key and release this beautiful chick in front of him, her ass still fully exposed.
 
"If you get pulled over again tonight, you have never seen me. Remember that or we both are going to be in a lot of trouble." He released her hands from behind her back, noticing, as he placed his cuffs back on his belt, that both her wrist had red marks around them. 
 
Once her hands were freed, she turned to face him, pulling her skirt down to cover her swollen pussy. Taking his face in her hands, she kissed him passionately, forcing her tongue deep into his mouth. 
 
As she kissed him, he could feel his dick beginning to stir again, pushing against her bare stomach as it began to harden and grow. 
 
Releasing his face, she looked down, amazed that he could still get hard after cuming twice in a short amount of time. 
 
"Maybe next time officer," she told him as she slipped his now fully hard cock into his pants, zipping his fly for him. "You can't expect a girl to be able to handle that thing more than once a night, you are just too big." 
 
Taking his pen and pad from his shirt pocket, she wrote down her number for him. "In case you missed it on the license, my name is Shanna." She took hold of the front of his uniform, pulling him behind her as she made her way to back to her car. 
 
"Give me a call. Maybe you can come to arrest me or maybe you can show me the inside of your cruiser." She inserted her key into the ignition and started her car. "Now if you would be so kind to tell me how to get home from here, I really need to get some sleep now." 
 
He watched as she pulled away, reliving what had just happened in his head. He would have to give her a call and take her into custody again.