by Dawn Marie
She let her blonde hair hide her face, head bent, still sitting between his muscled spread legs. One idea occurred to her, but she wasn’t sure she could pull it off. All she kept thinking about was the handcuffs on her wrists and that tortuous kiss.
She tried pulling her leg up towards her chest. His legs were braced tightly to the sides of her legs and she couldn’t move. She tried the best she could to wiggle her body around. The ground was firm and itchy. It was hot outside and she was sweaty. She probably didn’t have a lick of makeup on her face and her eyes were red, and puffy from crying. Her shoulder length hair was tangled and sweaty. She knew she had dirt and leaves in her hair.
“Can I please, pull my legs up,” she questioned. “they are cramping.”
He flexed both his legs and they gave just an inch. It was just enough space for Dawn to pull her legs up to her chest. She wasn’t waiting for him to change his mind. His eyes blazed with a heat she couldn’t name. Alternatively, she didn’t want to put a name to the heated gaze. Nor could she help when her eyes landed even with his groin. He still was sprouting a very hard erection. And, oh how she wanted it. But she didn’t. And she did.
He began rubbing bristly both her legs with his hands. They were hot and firm on her bare skin and surprisingly very smooth. By doing that simple action he was putting chills all over her body. Her tongue ran along the edges of her sore lips. She thought she heard a groan from him. She couldn’t be sure. Nevertheless, his hands were not simply getting rid of any cramps. They were now set to a certain and sure purpose. They were ever so gently smoothing her skin, almost like a feather’s touch.
Dawn knew the feelings all too well coming from her body. She was getting turned on from his actions. That was not a good reaction to have in this whole crazy situation. She could feel her pussy leaking juices onto her cotton shorts. Her nipples were still aroused, hard little pebbles under her bra. If her hands had been free, she probably would have rubbed them gently. Pulled on her nipples, to excite herself further or excite him.
Dawn was torn with what she had to try to accomplish. The movements from his hands were experienced and skilled. If the moment wasn’t anything other than what it had turned into being, well it would have been heaven sent to have him rubbing her. She had to keep reminding herself, he wasn’t being nice to be nice, this wasn’t a date, or a well-known lover relaxing her. It was a man, an officer of the law who was breaking the law.
Without any warning on her part, Dawn launched her feet into his chest. As fast as she could turn and stand upright, she did so. In addition, run, oh yes...she did run. Handcuffed again, towards where she had no clue, but into the trees away from the tempting deputy. A deputy she now wanted as much as he wanted her. This couldn’t happen this way!
She stopped for breath, she couldn’t run anymore. She was exhausted. She looked around and she was standing in a clearing of some kind. In front of her, was a very large tree, an oak tree, she thought she wasn’t too sure. It had big, sagging limbs that almost touched the ground, with huge pieces of gray moss, hanging downwards.
Maybe she could hide, for a few minutes. She needed to catch her bearings. She also needed to get those damn handcuffs off her. If…such a thing was possible. She couldn’t climb, not in flip flops, so she decided to crawl under the biggest limb. She made it under the limb; it was cool and a nice hiding spot. She closed her eyes and said a prayer of thanks. She needed all the advantages she could find.
Dawn leaned her head back against the tree and sat there trying to calm her nerves. She saw a movie once where the girl got the handcuffs to the front of her body. She pondered if she could do it. She wasn’t as skinny as that girl had been. Would her legs bend that much? She heard faint noises. It sounded like the rustling of footsteps and the birds had stopped chirping.
Was the deputy close to her spot? If so, she had to act fast. Dawn drew her legs up as close to her chest as she could, so tightly her knees were smashing her tender nipples. Wiggling she could get her arms to her butt, and she was struggling to get her legs to move into the position she needed. After much squirming and twisting, Dawn could get the handcuffs to the bottom of her feet, her flip flops blocked the way up. However, she was so happy. She had them in front of her!
The relief, of accomplishing that move, was mind blowing. Nevertheless, it was short lived. She heard footsteps and she could see the deputy’s black shoes under the branches of the tree where she sat. He was right there! At the spot where she was hiding, what now?
Without any warning, a big right hand took hold of her left ankle and jerked her out into the clearing. Dawn looked up at him as he pulled her out from underneath the tree and then he slung her onto his back. He was livid. His face told the story. He was going to make his actions this time count, whatever they turned out to be. She was shaking. She was truly scared this time! Dawn could feel the tension under the heat of his uniform. It spilled out of him and slapped into her gut.
The deputy set upon her so fast she didn’t have the time to feel the knock when he pushed her violently to the forest floor. The impact hurt her back and ribs. Her body ached anyway from this ordeal. Tears began to flow from her eyes, running down onto her cheeks. It had no effect on his actions. Dawn was certain she would have bruises.
He didn’t look in control anymore. Was he in control before? She didn’t really know. His nose was swollen and looked bad. His blue eyes were darker and his fist were clenched at his sides. He regarded her as if he wanted to devour her. That did not come across as good for her. He just stared her down. She couldn’t hold his gaze. Her eyes dropped. He was just so sexy!
He must have had the key in his hand as he bent down to her on the ground, jerking her back up because he snapped open the locks to the cuffs and she was free. He pushed her back quickly as he held her down with his body weight. The deputy was a very muscled and firm bodied man. His hands pinned her forearms to the ground, Dawn had her head turned to the left, her cheek against the dirt.
“Look at me,” he ordered. His voice husky and dark. “You want this?”
Dawn turned her head slightly to the right and caught his dark gaze. His gaze told her he was asking for what he wanted and it was her. There was no need for words. He was taking what he wanted. What Dawn was offering. She hadn’t said no.
The deputy began his assault on her body. There were no other words to describe the action. She tried. He took his right hand and just shredded her cotton tank top off her as if it was nothing. Her black lace bra was next. He jerked that off, leaving red marks on her chest. It hurt. She was now naked from the waist up. Her breast bare to his burning gaze. It was a different kind of excitement that tore through her body.
He lifted upright to his knees and Dawn turned her head to gaze up at him. He quickly unbuckled the belt around his waist that held his gun and other items. He let it drop slowly to his feet. Tears clung to her eyelashes, and she blinked them away. He was sporting an erection inside his uniform that couldn’t be missed. He caught her gaze and held it. She wasn’t sure what that stare conveyed. He slowly unbuttoned his uniform shirt, pulling it from his pants and letting it flap open. His chest was smooth. Dear Lord, look at his six-pack. He had a fine line of hair that went straight down into his pants.
Her nipples were erect from the air. On the other hand, was it from the sexual energy? Firm, smooth breasts, were there for his viewing pleasure. He took a hand, was it his right hand? Touched her nipple lightly, so light she barely felt the touch. Her nipple did, it puckered up tight. So, tightly it ached. Then with his nibble fingertips, he pinched and tweaked the nipple. It shocked her. It thrilled her. She wanted more, no she needed more.
She gasped at the sudden painful pinch. No one had ever done that so hard to her before. Her other nipple was even harder if possible. He didn’t leave that one out at all either, it was next. Then he tweaked both at the same time. Dawn groaned. The pain was immense. But it was a good pain if such a pleasure could be good. It sent tingling sh
ots of pleasure straight to her pussy.
“Ahhh,” she cried out.
Her sound of pain he had to have heard, because he stopped twisting and rubbed them. Then he bent his head down and licked her left nipple, then her right nipple. After he licked them, and they were all wet, he began to suck them both. He worked them as if he had all the time in the world. Suckling hard, kissing them, licking, and biting.
“Please – Stop!” She begged.
Stopping for a second, he looked up at her. Goodness, she thought, he looks so sexy. The look said he wasn’t finished. Dawn knew what would happen next, his dick was harder and bigger than she had witnessed before. She was in deep trouble. Deputy Gabriel had naughty thoughts planned for her. And she was sure it would involve his hardened cock. Truth be told, she was ready to feel that hard cock.
As he continued to hold her gaze, he took his hands and unsnapped her shorts. Quickly he jerked them down and off her legs. It happened so fast Dawn couldn’t think. Then he was spreading her legs open wide with his knees. She was bare to his inspection. Blushing, she wished now she had worn underwear. Her pussy was shaved smooth, pale from no sunlight. The plush lips were a rosy pink color and glinted with the dampness from his sucking her breasts. Her clit was on fire. It lacked for his touch. It needed soothing, it needed caressed. It needed sucked.
“Pretty,” he told her, catching her hazel-blue eyes and holding them with his robin-blue eyes. “You want this,” he told her softly.
Gently he took the tip of his index finger on his left hand, and rubbed her clit softly and then harder. Rubbing small circles around her clit, he twirled the small little nub. Dawn couldn’t help as her pussy leaked. It felt so good. She couldn’t stop the moan as it left her mouth. He laughed loudly. He looked younger, but still so awfully handsome kneeling between her spread thighs. His finger was now wet with the juices of her pussy.
He shouldered his way up between her thighs, and spread her legs up high on his shoulders. Both of his large hands gripped her ass checks, digging into the delicate flesh, holding her tightly in the position he wanted. His blonde hair was all she could make out; she jumped when his tongue found her tender clit. He licked and sucked her pussy as if it was the finest of deserts. His tongue stabbed deep into the walls of her tight pussy. It was as if he was practicing for a real fucking. Preparing her pussy for his huge nine-inch cock. In and out, in and out, swirling and licking as much as his talented tongue could reach. The sounds he was creating between her legs echoed through the wood clearing.
Pussy juice had to be all over his face, she thought, embarrassed from leaking from his actions. Moaning a long, loud groan, she couldn’t think. Her pussy tightened as it came from the wicked actions of his tongue. She needed something bigger inside her. She groaned just thinking about how his huge cock was going to stretch her open.
As if he could read her thoughts, he quickly, too fast, jammed one of his wide fingers into the tight depths of her pussy.
“Oh, God,” she moaned. It felt like heaven to clamp down onto that single finger. So much bigger and wider than her own.
“Like that, do you?” He questioned. His voice husky with desire.
She didn’t answer, she couldn’t, as she was coming hard on his finger, her eyes tightly shut. The walls of her pussy gripping his finger like a vise. It held, released, held, tighter, gripped it harder, as she splashed all over his large finger. Her pussy was sopping wet. The sounds of his finger still finger-fucking her could be heard very loudly as it echoed through the wood clearing. She squealed and snapped open her eyes. He hurriedly took his finger out of her sloppy pussy and pulled at the snap of his pants. He wasn’t wearing underwear either. Dawn widen her eyes as she caught the first glimpse of his huge cock. It was stunning. Never had she personally saw a cock so big. It looked harder than she thought one could get. It had to be painful for him. His balls were drawn up tight, and they looked so yummy. Would he like his balls sucked?
He fisted his dark red cockhead in his hand for a couple of thrusts as if trying to make it wetter. It was leaking pre-cum from the tip, she saw that much. Dawn was small and tight. It was going to be painful if he really forced it inside of her, she couldn’t help but think. Her pussy clenched at the thought of that cock inside her snug pussy. Her pussy said yes, while her mind was still coherent enough to say no. But she couldn’t utter the word.
Catching her look, he held it with his, as he took his right hand and guided his huge nine-inch cock into the small opening of her pussy. That first inch, it stung, it stretched her out severely. Dawn wouldn’t be surprised he ripped her a bit. She defiantly felt him sliding deeper inside the tight walls of her pussy. The lips were stretched tight, as the length and width of his cock sunk deeper and deeper into the wet depths of her soaked pussy.
A loud moan escaped her lips, it was so tight. He was so big! He was heavy on top of her and it was hard to catch her breath. Her pussy was grasping his cock rigidly. Only two or three inches were inside her, she didn’t think she take anymore. He pulled out a bit, not much, and then sank back inside. The burn from the stretching made her wince. Even as wet as her pussy was it still burned. She felt every inch of his dick.
Pulling back out, he thrust inside again, slipping maybe another inch deeper inside her stretched pussy. Out and in, out and in, he kept going deeper, deeper, and she couldn’t help the tears and groans. Dawn was still wet but not by much. She was getting drier as he kept going deeper. He must have known that because he reached down and rubbed on her clit. The pressure as he circled the little round pleasure nub, made the walls of her pussy expanse even wider. It also made her leak slippery pussy juice all over his fingers and cock. Yes, she groaned.
The plunging got harder and even deeper, faster as he sank his cock into the wet depths of her pussy. Soon he had six inches of hard steel cock inside her slippery pussy. He groaned. She moaned. There was still more cock to come. She didn’t know if she could handle it. It burned now. He was sweating, drops of his sweat were hitting her in the eye. She blinked it off. He pushed in with a heavy plunge, pushing two more inches inside her.
Oh…my, she reflected. It was painful now. The deputy was unconcerned about her at this point. His cock ruled his mind and body. Inserting the last inch of his gigantic cock into the petite depths of her pussy, he pushed until his groin touched the top of her bare pussy. Her unfortunate pussy was on fire. It was also snug and leaking with pleasure onto the pistoling cock that was owning her pussy.
Gabriel let out a loud grunt, as he withdrew and then powdered hastily back inside her snug, wet cunt. His hips were jerking in and out, in and out, so wild she couldn’t stand all the sensations at once. It was too much to handle. Dawn let out a loud moan, from excitement and from the pain. Her pussy was so swollen but slippery that the massive cock sank deeper inside with no hindrances.
“Ah.” Dawn screamed out, her lips catching the tip of his shoulder. She wanted to bite down hard onto his shoulder. She needed to stop the moans of pleasure coming from her lips. She finally could not hold it inside any longer, and bit down hard, drawing blood from his shoulder. Gabriel’s hot, sweaty chest rubbed her breast with every thrust making her nipples that much tighter.
Dawn used her lips to licked off the small trickle of blood, then sucked and kissed at his shoulder so she could stop the sounds of her pleasure from escaping. The biggest climax of all was starting deep inside her tight, moist pussy. It was clamping down fiercely onto his huge cock. Just like a vise, the walls of her pussy grasped onto his cock pulsating and palpitating. As her body lost all control and came all over his nine-inch cock, crying out loudly, she let the sounds escape her throat. Tears formed in Dawn eyes and dripped down to his shoulder.
She was so exhausted; the sexual relief didn’t help. How was he still fucking her? Dawn didn’t know the answer. Her pussy lips were stretched so wide they burned, her legs hurt from being spread open so long, and her back ached even more from the heavy weight and pounding.
She tried to move her hips, but he held on forcefully and would not let her move. The hard ground was for sure going to leave bruises on her back and buttocks. She thought a small twig was under hips. It hurt like a bee sting.
Catching a quick glimpse of his face, as he worked towards his release, she thought he looked like the angel he was named after, just beautiful. His head was thrown back, eyes clinched shut, red lips open just an inch, as he groaned deeply. It was the most erotic sight she’d seen in a long time. He thrust his hips, pushing his dick even deeper, causing her to grunt from the force of the thrust. Her insides hurt, and the head of his dick thumped against her cervix and she moaned from the pain. Causing her pussy to grow even more soaked. Her hands were clutched around his neck, her nails digging into the top part of his shoulders. She couldn’t stop the moaning and groaning coming from her throat.
Dawn had never had a cock buried so deeply inside her. She could feel the walls of her pussy contrasting. She knew she was torn. It was hurting. He pulled out and pushed inside deep, once, twice and then she couldn’t stop her pussy as it splashed all over his cock again. It must have been what he needed; the head of his cock jetted out hot spurts of cum deep inside her. More surging, a painful groan from his lips, and loud moan from her lips, as they came together.
Her head lay to the side of his left shoulder, her lips licking on the wound she had made on his shoulder. Her eyes met his eyes, and he leaned his forehead down to touch hers. She withdrew her arms from around his neck. No words were exchanged, no promises, no apologies. If they had been lovers, it would have been a romantic and heart felt moment for them both. However, the sharp pains coming from between her legs, and his sperm running out of her pussy, reminded her that this was not a romantic moment. But an unsolicited fuck in the middle of woods. That hurt the most to her heart.