C Ralston: X-rated lady cop

Laurel groaned anew as she realized he was going to tongue her pussy, to completion. She had come to love tongues wriggling up into her tight, juicy snatch almost as much as cocks!

"Mmmmmm, pretty, pretty little pussy!" the captain sighed at the splendor that was Laurel's glistening pink cunt.

The older man's tongue lanced out of his mouth and touched Laurel's jutting, throbbing clit just at the tip. The girl whimpered with the sudden, fantastically sharp, electric pulses that surged through the tiny spear of girl flesh. It was as if the captain's tongue was a crackling electrode and he was bent on making Laurel's clit dance like a set of severed frog legs in an experiment.

"Ughhhooooooowwww!" Laurel screamed, a minor cum shrieking through her clitty at that moment, as the old man licked it all around with his spongy, wet tongue.

"Ahhh, ha, ha! Sweet pussy! Responsive little pussy!" the mesmerized Captain gurgled to himself as she came in wild, convulsive clenches right before his leering eyes. "Let's have us a bite… see how it tastes!"

Laurel was still heaving with joy from the quick orgasm she had just experienced, as she felt her legs being crooked over the captain's shirt. She opened her eyes and saw his grey-haired head descending into the pit of her crotch, her thighs on either side of his ears and her legs dangling over his downward moving shoulders.

Wide open to his hungry oral embrace, Laurel gasped as his reaming, wiggling tongue entered her well-honeyed slit and wormed its way quickly into her liquid depths. She heard the slurping suction as the captain gulped down mouthfuls of her spicy oil and tongued her at the same time.

"Oooooooh!" Laurel sighed, her lower body as alive with gathering cum sensation as her upper torso had been a few minutes earlier.

That gave the lovely redhead an idea. Laurel's hands stole up to her breasts and found her pert, upraised nipples. The sex-hungry girl began fondling her nubs in time with the older man's cunning tongue and mouth lunges, the feelings this unholy alliance produced nearly knocking Laurel out with their piercing, super-heated intensity.

"Ahhhh! Ohhh! Ooof! Aghh! My… my pussy!" the stunned girl managed to choke amid the flurry of animalistic pants and gasps she found herself making.

"I-I'm… gonna…ohhhhhhh! I'm gonna…cummmmmm!"

The mountainous set of knockers in Laurel's hands gave a simultaneous jerk that tore the nipples right out of her diddling fingers. The overwhelming fury of her arm was so strong, so large, that Laurel couldn't scream, she couldn't even breathe. She lay open mouthed and gasping, like a fish out of water, as the old Captain sucked the torrent of cunt cum out of her bubbling pussy well.

"Ohhhh, holy shit, what an orgasm!" Laurel managed to pant a few moments later, when the flow of pussy juice had finally ebbed.

"You, as Mr. Jolson used to be fond of saying, ain't seen nothin' yet, my dear!" the captain assured the weary girl.

The older man stood up and removed his shirt. Laurel was surprised at how much muscle tone he had managed to maintain in his chest and arms. The hair was grey over his trim physique, but Captain was in good shape for a man his age.

"Now it's time to face the music, little girl!" the senior office grinned down at Laurel, undoing his belt and pants.

The captain pulled down his trousers and his baggy boxer shorts all at once. The redhead gasped as she saw the hunk of cock meat jutting out from between the older man's grey-thatched thighs.

"It… it must be twelve inches long!" Laurel stammered.

"Twelve and a half," the captain said proudly. "My wife measured it once just after we were married, and I don't think it's shrunk any!"

"N-No!" Laurel gulped, in awe of the tremendously long, thin pecker. It was easily as long as he had quoted her, but it was abnormally small in diameter.

"My wife and I used to joke about her being addicted to 'the needle' – that's what we nicknamed it – but she was afraid of shots at the doctor's office!" Captain Peters laughed.

The needle! Laurel thought. That's a good name for a prick as skinny as that one! Maybe they should have dubbed it the veterinary needle – since it looked big enough to inject horses with!

"How… how do you want me?" Laurel asked cautiously, remembering her earlier promise to let the captain fuck her any way he wished. She was long past needing any more sex for tonight, but she wanted to honor the bargain. Even with a cock like this one, she was sure the old fellow couldn't keep it up for too many strokes. She was sure she could ride him out and give him a nice, easy fuck.

"Get on your knees and lean over the back of the couch, honey!" the captain ordered her as he got his shoes and socks off. "And take those clothes all the way off while you're at it!"

Laurel did as she was told. Naked, she leaned over the top of the couch, legs spread. Seeing Hiller ball her from behind earlier in the evening must have made him want some of the same, Laurel reasoned as she spread her knees wide and cocked her hips upward to give him a good angle up into her cunt.

She felt the weight of another body on the couch behind her and then the nudge of the older man's stiff pecker tip on her juiced-up slit. Sighing, Laurel let her weight easily down, the breath escaping from her lips in a long, groaning gasp as she experienced the longest cock she had ever seen sliding deeply up into her boiling cuntal canal.

"Ooooooh! Captain, are you all the way in?" the girl moaned.

"Not quite, honey!" the older man whispered in her ear, inches more of his prick knifing up into her slit as he did so.

"Uhhhggghhhh!" Laurel gasped, not knowing there was that much cock all in one place in the whole world before now, let alone that it would all be wedged into her tight little pussy!

The impaled girl's cunt worked frantically to grasp the heated sword of man flesh sheathed inside it. The slippery fuck tube tightened until the captain's long tool was encased as snugly in warm, juicy cunt meat as the other cops' pricks had been earlier.

"Ahhhh! What a marvelous pussy you've got, girl!" the older man sighed in admiration. "Tight and slick and hot as the lads said it was!"

Laurel moaned and started to fuck, turned on again by the presence of the steely cock needle punched so deeply into her and the sincerity of the man's voice as he told her how much he enjoyed being in her. The redhead's ass moved in slow, erotic circles, working the man's cock in and out with tantalizing friction.

"Ohhhh, Lord! No wonder a man can't stay with you too long, child!" the grey-haired man hissed with joy. "That little snatch of yours is pure heaven. But I mean to sample some of your other, lesser-known charms. And lesser used, I'll wager!"

Laurel started to ask what he meant as he slowly drew his greasy cock out of her lubricated slit, but he reached around at that moment and began playing with her tits as they hung over the back of the couch. The poundingly familiar sensations started almost at once, and Laurel could only moan with increasing desire and wonder what the old man was up to.

The glorious kneading stopped for a brief moment and Laurel felt the displaced hand cramming a finger up her shitter. She started to tell the captain that she enjoyed being cunt-fucked and ass fingered a lot, but that she would rather just be fucked and have her tits played with, when the hand reclaimed her breast.

The object sliding ever deeper into her asshole couldn't be a finger! Laurel realized with rising panic. It was his cock! Captain Peters was going to fuck her in the ass with that super-long, steel-like splinter he called a prick!

"Noooo! No, please!" Laurel cried plaintively. "I've never done anything at all like this before… and… and I don't WANT to!"