David Addison - The abused policewoman

The vulgar praise filled her ears and Carol grunted in humiliated delight as she shook her hips in an obscene dance, helping him stuff the awful cock into her. "Ram me, Jake," she said, her voice suddenly calm and firm. "I don't care if you tear me in half. Ohhhhh God, slam it into me… Hiiiiieeeeee!!!"

Low, bestial, inhuman sounds leaked out of her slack lips and she licked them, savoring the taste of prick that lingered there. The last shreds of her self respect and self control melted as the swollen glans rudely bumped against the mouth of her womb and a shudder that shook her from head to toe blasted her into a vile, animal plane!!!

"Fuck me, baby, yeah, just like that! Shake this fine ass and make it feel good!" Carol could feel his strong hands patting and pinching at her bottom and did as she was told. She crouched over him, resting her knees and hands on the mattress as she raised and lowered her jerking, sweating body on the huge pole that was lodged so deep inside of her. She'd only been in this position a few times and, before, she had always been embarrassed by having to take control. But now, with Jake, it was so exciting!

"Where's my cock now, baby?"

Carol heard the whispered question but couldn't bring herself to answer it.

"Answer me Carol, where's my cock?" Rough fingers pinched lightly at her buttocks and an open palm slapped just hard enough to warn her.

"Oooo Jake, I don't like to talk about things like that, please honey, I…" She would have gone on, but he spanked her again. This time the hard palm stung as it smacked against her quivering buttock, making her whine and wiggle on his fleshy stalk. "Owwwwww! Please, honey… all right, all right!"

She felt strangely happy as she wiggled and thrust her wet groin down on his hard probe, the stinging slap had unlocked something new inside of her and she liked the feeling. "Your… thing is inside of me, darling, I'm sitting on it."

"Don't talk baby talk. You're a full grown woman, Carol, talk like one?" To make his point, Jake spanked her again, harder!!!

"Oooooohhhhh, I'm fucking your cock Jake, your big hard cock is jammed in my wet cunt and I can feel it all the way in my belly!" A curious flush of shame mixed with excitement flowed through her like a thick syrup. Carol had never talked to anyone like that in her life and she was shocked to learn that just saying the filthy words made her whole body shiver and tingle!

Suddenly a horn blared in her ear and Carol gasped as she jerked the black and white back into her own lane. Damn! She'd done it again. Everything had been fine, then she'd let her mind wander, just for a moment and look what almost happened!

Carol felt shaken and her hands were trembling so badly on the wheel that she took the first opportunity to pull over and park, at the curb. "Oh my God, what am I going to do? I've been like this all day long!!!" The beautiful young policewoman caught sight of herself in the rearview mirror and before she could stop it, her rebellious mind took her back to last night. She stared at her full, red lips and imagined them clamped tight around Jake's thick, juicy cock!

The beautiful woman shuddered and finally managed to pull her mind away from her filthy memories, but even then, she was sure that she could still taste him on the back of her tongue, despite the fact that she'd brushed her teeth five times since last night!

A quick check of the time told her that she had a few minutes to spare so she just sat. She would stop all of this right now and then she could get back to work and pay attention to the details.

"It happened, that's all," Carol whispered firmly to herself. "An attractive man took you to bed and made you do things that you've never done before." The beautiful brunette shivered again as a lewd memory slashed across her train of thought, temporarily filling her mind with the thought of how wonderful it had been to feel Jake's thick, hot cum spurting into her, filling her until she felt it overflowing and gushing out of her with each stroke of his heavenly pounding piston of flesh!!!

Carol gasped softly and slapped her round thighs together as she felt the hot, bubbling sensation of arousal beginning in her. "Ohhhh no, I've got to stop thinking about it," she whimpered as she felt her hairfringed folds grow hot and moist and her little love bud began to swell and grow hard as a marble!

In a vain attempt to distract herself, Carol looked around and for the first time realized that she was sitting by the park. For a few seconds the view of the green meadow and the thick brush and trees soothed her troubled mind, but then she saw a dense stand of trees at the top of the hill. That was where Sergeant Miller had taken her that first day! No matter what she tried to think of, she couldn't stop the determined action of her mind and she was forced to remember how she'd wiggled and jerked on his punishing cock. Just thinking about the awful hold that Miller seemed to have on her made her feel whipped and beaten.

"What's happening to me," Carol whispered aloud as she fought the impulse to cry. I've never felt like this in my life. Everywhere I turn there's someone trying to pervert me and twist me and I can't fight them, I've always been able to keep away from things like this before. What's happening to me, why can't I stop it?

It was getting late. Carol forced the bewilderment and the fear into the back of her mind and started the engine. She had to get back to work now or she would be ruining her chances for her career just as she was ruining her private life.

Checking her list as she drove, Carol found the name of the next crossing guard – Mrs. Agnes Williams. Forcing her mind to concentrate she recalled the woman. She was older, maybe fifty. There were streaks of gray in her hair. At first Carol had been tempted to dismiss the woman for just what she looked like, an older housewife who had taken the job just to fill her day. But there was something about the woman, something that made the young officer feel that there was something else there. Then she remembered the way that Sergeant Miller had acted when he introduced them. He had that familiar easy attitude of a man who is sure of a woman. But for some reason Carol doubted that Mrs. Williams and Miller were lovers. No, it was something else, something that he knew about her.

Carol had dismissed the vague doubts she had about the guard by the time that she pulled up to the intersection, but what she found when she got there brought all the doubts and unanswered questions back with a rush.

There was no guard at the corner, but the young brunette recognized the car that sat under the trees as the car Mrs. Williams drove. It was late and there were no children waiting to cross, but the guard was still supposed to be there to care for late comers.

Some instinct of caution made Carol shut off the motor and glide to a silent stop, well back from the corner. She wasn't really sure why she was doing it, but she could sense something unusual was happening and she wanted to find it before it found her.

Carol was still a few feet from the parked car when she saw that it was bouncing ever so slightly. She stopped for a moment to make sure before the car began to move again. The car was parked beside three closely spaced trees, the thick trunks and the low hanging branches shielded it from the gaze of someone on the sidewalk.

Pausing again, the beautiful young woman was struck by how deserted the intersection was; there were no houses on the corners. It was an access road to a development and all the homes were facing away. There was nothing on the corners but landscaped buffer lots. There wasn't another person in sight.

"This is nice, honey. Do you like it when I do that?" Carol's heart began to thump heavily in her chest. She'd heard that low, purring sound in her own voice, just last night! Agnes spoke again but lower this time and no amount of straining enabled Carol to make out what she was saying. So she carefully stepped off the deserted sidewalk and found an opening between the trees.