When Victoria came to she looked up and saw the officer staring at her, a very self-satisfied smile splayed across his face. He grabbed her cuffed arms and slowly pulled her up. He unlocked the cuffs and rubbed her wrists where they had dug into her skin leaving faint red marks.
She slowly eased off his car, unsure if her legs would hold her following such an intense experience. The officer had already returned his beautiful cock inside his pants and had his gun belt back on so he helped find all her clothes. Once they were all located he helped her step back into her panties and pulled them up her long sleek legs, trapping his cum inside her.
He stood and pulled her to him for another kiss when his radio came to life yet again.
"Attention all units, have a possible burglary in progress at 735 Beaver Dam Drive. Two suspects in the residence"
"Sorry love, duty calls" he said. With a quick kiss to her lips, he ran back to his cruiser and took off, lights flashing and sirens blaring.
Victoria slowly got dressed and got back into her car. She sat there for a bit and replayed the whole event in her mind, reliving every minute of it. Finally coming back to reality she grabbed the ticket to see what the fine would be. Written across the ticket was "Love you sexy, see you at home!" Damn, it's good to be married to a cop! ;)
The End.
Into The Basement
She leaned forward, placing her hands on the desk. He watched as her dress clung to her body, outlining the swell of her hips and her ass, and his cock twitched as he imagined reaching out and bunching up the fabric in his fingers, sliding it up to reveal the naked pink flesh beneath. He was sure she was not wearing panties, as he had requested.
In his mind's eye he could see her exposed before him, the delectable lips that he longed to suck and nibble at, and the moist, glistening, tight folds of her pussy in between. He saw the virgin rosebud of her ass, waiting for that first penetration his fingers and his tongue, and finally, the engorged head of his cock...
She turned, saw him watching her, and smiled. She looked down and saw the bulge in his pants, her eyes widening with anticipation. He walked over to where she waited for him, took her by the hand, and without a word, led her down into the darkness of the basement. She stood before him in the dark, her knees and hands shaking, feeling wetness ooze from her pussy and slide down her thighs. She heard the sound of his zipper being pulled down and fell on her knees before him in the dark.
Something nudged her cheek and she lifted her hand to it, taking his cock in her warm grasp. She ran her fingers over the thick length of him, feeling the velvety flesh sliding in her hand. She reached down and caressed his balls, then leaned forward and licked and sucked at the bulging sacs, taking them first one at a time, then both, into her warm, wet mouth. He gasped at the sensation, his hands moving to her head, grabbing her hair in his fists as she slid her tongue up and down the sides of his shaft, teasing him.
His breathing quickened as he felt her tongue touch the tip of the plum head of his cock, tasting the pearl of pre cum that was already oozing from the slit at the top. She blew a soft, warm breath onto the head and he groaned, first softly and then louder as he felt her mouth engulf him.
"Yes," he murmured, "that's good. Take all of it, sweetie." He fisted her hair and drove his hips forward, hearing her gag as she did so but she swallowed, fighting the gag reflex until he was lodged fully inside her mouth, eight inches of glorious hard cock. She coughed and he slid his length out of that moist, warm place, then pushed forward again as she began to suck rhythmically on his cock. He could feel his orgasm quickly building, and although he wanted to savor this moment the thought that he was finally fucking her face was too much for him and he let go, shooting strings of warm, sweet cum deep into her throat. She swallowed frantically until he had milked the last few drops onto her tongue, then slumped, exhausted, against his legs in the darkness.
He pulled her to her feet and kissed her deeply, tasting his cum on her tongue. She sighed.
"Do you want to cum, sweetie?" he asked, "we still have time." She gasped as a wave of lust rolled through her belly, making her legs weak.
"Oh god yes, please," she whispered, feeling a spasm of pleasure and pain deep in her belly, spreading down into her pussy, making her clit tingle. She felt his hands on her tits, and grabbed at the fabric covering them, pulling it down and exposing her flesh to him. She was not wearing a bra beneath her dress. The cool air of the basement hit her skin, her nipples peaking into hard points, and she felt first his fingers, then his mouth on them, sucking and biting softly. She groaned at the sensation, and then she felt his hands bunch the fabric of her dress, sliding it up her thighs to reveal the lips of her sex.
His mouth left her tits and she suddenly felt his warm breath at the juncture of her thighs. Her legs trembled and she reached out for his shoulders in the dark to steady herself as she felt his seeking fingers touching her, releasing another flood of wetness from her pussy. His tongue touched her clit, licking and sucking first that sensitive nub, then nibbling at her pussy lips, as he inserted first one finger, and then two, into the hot, tight entrance to her pussy. She gasped as he drove his fingers inside her, up to the knuckles, and bit her lip to keep from crying out as he fucked her hard with his fingers, keeping up the teasing nibbling and sucking. At the same time, he was stroking himself back to hardness with his other hand, pumping his shaft until his cock was rock hard once again.
"I'm going to bend you over now," he said softly, and her belly spasmed again. She moaned as he withdrew his fingers from her pussy but let him position her as he wanted, helpless in a haze of pleasurable sensations. She felt the head of his cock nudging the lips of her pussy -- it felt huge to her, and she was not sure if she would be able to take all of it in, but he pushed his hips forward against hers and to her surprise he slipped in easily because she was so well lubricated. He shoved with his hips until he was buried in her to the hilt, his balls against the back of her thighs.
"God you're so tight," he muttered as he withdrew the full length of his lovely cock and shoved it deep inside her again. She felt him grow even larger and she wanted to scream as he slid in and out of her, feeling his cock go deeper in her pussy than she had ever felt a man's cock before. The sensation of him filling her was incredible. He reached around and fingered her clit and it was too much for her. He felt her pussy spasm around his cock as she came hard, and he had to support her as she finished cumming.
"I'm not done with you yet," he murmured. "I'm going to fuck your ass now. You know I want that cherry." A mixed feeling of fear and something else ran through her at his words. She had been expecting this, had in fact promised him but now...she didn't quite know how she would feel about it. He was so huge, bigger than anything she had experienced before, and she had never allowed herself to be fucked in the ass. However, she wanted his cock more than she had ever wanted one before, and was willing to experience even what had previously been taboo, with this man.
"Don't worry," he added, "I brought some lube." She tensed, expecting the coolness of the lube against her skin, but instead, felt something warm probing at her virgin asshole. She realized with delight that it was his tongue, and she felt herself relax as he parted her cheeks and licked her at first, from her pussy all the way up to her asshole, and then he started tongue-fucking her. It felt incredible and she heard herself whimper at the sensations his probing tongue produced in her. He removed his tongue and she felt the coolness of the lube against her flushed skin. He began to insert a finger into her ass and she tensed again.
"Relax," he told her. "It will hurt less if you are relaxed when I put my cock in you." She willed herself to loosen, open up. After all, she had begun fingering her ass in preparation to take him, but it was different with a man's fingers, which were so much thicker than her own. She felt the finger slide past her sphincter and it left her with an odd full sensation. Then she felt him pull his finger out, and insert two fingers at the same time. He was slow, and pat
ient, allowing her to get used to the sensation of her ass being stretched. He pulled his fingers out and she heard him lubing his cock. I don't know if I'm ready for this, she told herself, but it was too late.
She felt the head of his cock at the entrance to her ass. He pushed gently and it popped past her sphincter, lodging just inside her asshole. She sighed.
"How does that feel?" he asked her.
"It feels OK, try going a little deeper," she replied.
He pushed his cock in a little at a time, pausing to give her time to get used to being filled up. It was a little painful but she pushed back against his hips to let him go deeper and sooner than she expected, she felt his balls against the back of her ass, realizing with wonder that he was fully lodged inside her. She wriggled against him, trying to see how it felt, and found that there was no pain. She was astonished.
"God," she said, "that feels fantastic!" He needed no further urging. He started fucking her slowly but the tempo soon increased until he was pounding his cock in and out of her virgin ass. He felt himself close to cumming and the thought of spurting inside her ass made him pound her even harder. Then it was over, he felt the cum drawn from his balls and up through his shaft and felt himself spurting inside her again, groaning loudly as he came. She felt his hot cum shooting into her and started cumming again herself, unable to stop the spasms that racked both her ass and her pussy -- the most incredible orgasm she had ever had, so intense she thought she would faint with pleasure, as she bit her hand to stop from screaming.
He waited until they had both finished cumming before he withdrew his now-softened cock from her ass slowly and smiled at her in the dark. He placed his hands at her asshole and felt his cum dribbling out of her. He knelt down and licked her clean, taking his cum into his mouth, then stood back up and turned her around, kissing her deeply, letting her take his cum into her own mouth. He heard her swallow the sweet cream in the dark, and he smiled again.
"Now your ass is really mine, to take whenever I want," he said. "You're an incredible fuck, you know that?"
"Was that worth waiting for?" she asked, smiling back at him. She knew that she would be sore later, and probably feel worse in the morning, but oh god she loved his incredible cock, and knew that she would make herself available to this man whenever he wanted her. The thought gave her that incredible spasm of pleasure and pain deep in her belly again, and she felt herself getting wet all over again too, and knew that she was lost...
The End.
A Little Discipline
The rain started, just as I closed the car door.
Grrr.. Why couldn't it wait another 20 minutes! Now my hair will be ruined...
I thought of calling and rescheduling, but I didn't know when he would be back in town. I had to make the best of it, and go... besides the curiosity was driving me out of my mind. Jeff... Tall, handsome, successful...and teasing me relentlessly about my blushing each time he spoke. If he only knew what I was thinking, he would know why I have such a hard time in his presence.
The clouds opened up and the rain gushed from the dark, blackened sky. I could hear thunder approaching, and lightning began to stretch across the black, crackling as it neared. In my mind, I kept going over the list of instructions I had been given. The rain splashed across my windshield as I drove through standing water, but was not enough to distract my thoughts as I remembered our last visit.
He was so calm, as I knocked on his door. His smile melted my heart instantly. I was nervous; as it was the first time he had invited me to his home and was thankful for his calm demeanor. We had some wine, and talked for a long time on his couch. His mind was such a turn on. As it dawned on me how late it was getting, I suggested we get together another time. He lifted his glass one more time, and started walking me back to the door. As I reached for my purse on the table by the door, he grabbed my arm and twirled me around.
"I think you need one more thing before you leave."
"Wh...what?" I was completely surprised, and his closeness was making me very heady.
His breath was hot on my neck as he leaned in, "Go stand in the corner."
"Umm...what?" I gasped in shock.
He didn't say anything just held me by the shoulders and walked me to the corner. His body was warm against my back as he closed in behind me. I was starting to shake, from fear and excitement both. Softly his fingers trailed slowly down my arms, burning hotter as he encircled my wrists, and placed my hands against the wall.
"Don't move." He growled softly into my ear.
I let out a gasp at the sudden realization...that I couldn't move even if I had wanted. My hands remained in place as his hands burned ever hotter through my blouse, skimming across my breasts, circling around my waist, and down my back. His hands hesitated at the small of my back, creating a hot electric current though my body. I closed my eyes and pushed toward the heat source slightly, arching my back as his hands slipped further down.
"Mmmmmmm....."
He continued with his hands and started to lift my skirt. I began to hesitate, and turn towards him but stopped suddenly.
"Don't move."
I was frozen in place, yet at the same time, trembling with excitement. Suddenly his fingers were between my legs and rubbing across the thin fabric of my panties.
"Ahhh, you have been a bad girl. What have you been thinking about all evening to make your panties so wet?"
"I.. I ummm... "
"It was that good, huh?" He laughed softly that turned quickly into a growl. His breath was hot, and I ached to turn towards him.
"I have just the thing for bad girls."
The coolness of the leather touching my ankle made me startle, "W...what?" Again I began to turn to see what was there, only to feel the sudden air, and WHACK! against my outer thigh. "Ooooww! What the..." My hand instinctively went to rub the sting and I tried to turn to face him. And suddenly he had closed in behind me, using his body to push me back into place in the corner.
"Disobedient, aren't you? I said, don't move." His words clouded by the physical closeness of him pressing against me. He gently took my hand from my thigh, and placed it back on the wall. I closed my eyes to try to steady the shaking. The heat from his body was so close to mine, the smell of his skin; the mix of cologne, sweat, and smoke. His words were soft, demanding, insistent, he pressed me further into the corner. "I invited a sweet girl into my home, and found instead a naughty one. I am going to make you think about this evening...and how you spent it thinking dirty thoughts about me."
My mind was swirling, trying to grasp the meaning and intentions of what he just said, and what he was going to do. I didn't notice he had taken a step back.
"Lift your skirt, and show me your panties."
"Excuse me, but.."
"Lift your skirt."
I was starting to shake so hard I steadied myself before taking my hands off the wall. I closed my eyes, and pulled the fabric of my skirt up.
"Higher."
I continued to pull it till I could feel the fabric around my waist. I was shaking with fear, excitement, and... and desire. I could not move, yet I wanted to turn and rush into his arms.
WHACK!
Gasp! Before I could speak...
WHACK!
WHACK!
WHACK!
Swoosh! Splash! BAMM! Lightning flashed across the sky, and the pothole brought me back to reality. I drove further on and went back to checking my list of instructions in my head. Stockings, check, plaid skirt, check, heels, check, paddle, check, crop, check. The rain was coming down in buckets as I pulled up in front of his home. I took a deep breath and grabbed my bag and headed for the door. Lightning struck close by with a thundering loud crack and the entire neighborhood went dark. The noise and sudden darkness stopped me in my tracks, getting soaked while my eyes adjusted to the sudden darkness. I headed up the sidewalk and knocked on his door. He rushed me in the door, and I fell into complete blackness.
A flame appeared as he s
truck it and walked to a table and lit a candle. He continued to light candles around the home, and soon it was softly lit throughout with the glow of flame. He brought me a towel and draped it around me, "Have a seat, dry off. I am sure the power will come right back on."
I sat on the couch and noticed the leather ottoman had been moved. A finger swept a hair from my face, and a glass of wine appeared. "Here, get warmed up. You are soaked." He smiled as he handed the glass to me and looked over my appearance. I hoped I had not forgotten anything, though it seemed the evening was ruined. He took a seat in a huge leather chair, and let out a sigh.
"I'm sorry about the power. But while you are here, dry off, and relax. Maybe the power will come back on soon."
"I don't know about that. I just drove through it, and it looked very bad outside. I think it will storm for a while."
"Then you will have no choice but to stay." He smiled. "I have a little something in that drawer, if you care to indulge."
I opened the drawer not knowing what to expect. I found a small tray with some pot, and a couple of joints already rolled. I smiled at him, as I knew he had indulged me by having it there. I curled up on the couch, and smoked while watching the candles flicker about the room. I sipped the wine, and listened quietly to him talk, the only distraction the thunder overhead. It could have been the sounds of the evening, the quiet rain, his voice, thunder, his voice, crackling candles, and his voice. Soon half hypnotized by the evening, and stirred again by his voice, he began reaching forward and placed his hands on the edge of the leather ottoman.
"It doesn't look like the rain will stop, or that the power will be on soon."
"I can go now, head back home. I'm sorry the weath-" breaking midstream as he cut me off.
"Maybe you should stay put." My heart raced, pounding in my ears, flushing my face. Suddenly it became very difficult to look at him, staring at his hands and trying not to think of the last time when I was whipped in the corner, and sent on my way holding my behind. Why had I returned?
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