David Addison - The abused policewoman

One of his thumbs slipped down and wet itself in the froth that bubbled out of her. Carol knew what was going to happen but even that didn't prepare her for the searing shock that raced up her spine as the lubricated thumb found the center of her anus and shoved past her clamped sphincter!!

"Ooooo, noooo," the woman moaned, her own finger trapped against her clit as the thumb wormed around and around in her sensitive anal opening. "Aggghhhh!! It hurts, honey. Please, baby, it hurts!"

Jimmy ignored Carol's feeble protest. His thumb dug deeper into her virgin rectum, sending obscene, perverted jolts of sensation through her. "What's the matter, Miss Davis? Hasn't anybody ever slammed their cock into your tight little asshole before?"

Carol whined and bucked under the double penetration. Despite the filthy things he was doing, her orgasm was welling up, threatening to tear her apart! Suddenly the thrusts came faster inside of her. Carol whined and writhed as the long stalk buried itself in her and hot jets of cum began to bathe her spasming vagina with sperm!!

"Owww, nooo, it's tooo much. Oh God, I… aaiiieeee!!" The awful climax tore at her frail grip on reality and Carol dissolved into a squealing, screaming mass of sensation. Her body jerked and writhed as it accepted his hot, teen-aged cum!!

Even afterward, when she lay face down on the bed with Jimmy laying on her, stirring his half hard prick in her, it wasn't done. The madness, the mindless lust was still alive in her. "I can have you any, time, bitch. I can read you, Miss Phoney Bitch. I've got a pass key to your tight snatch, right?"

"Anyway, any time Jimmy," Carol whimpered. And the worst part about saying that was that it was true!

Moving carefully, deliberately, Carol slipped out of her parked car and locked it. But even that slow movement caused her full thighs to brush against each other, igniting a new shower of sparks inside of her lush body! A sharp thrill of pleasure stabbed along her spine and she had to stop and take a few deep breaths of the cool night air to stop the filthy thoughts and desires that rioted in her.

As she stood shivering in the dark, waiting for the obscene excitement to pass, Carol forced herself to think about other things. No one had noticed that she checked in late at the station. Of course, there had been the usual dirty stares and murmured comments but she'd been living with those stares since the day that she'd matured and grew the body that tormented her now. Looking down, the confused young woman saw the dark outline of her full, highriding breasts and she remembered how Terry and Jake had gnawed and sucked at them and was shocked to find that she was irritated that Jimmy had only used them as an instrument of pain and humiliation when he'd taken her and used her!

The beautiful woman felt her confusion burn at her belly and she couldn't understand the awful changes that were taking place inside of her. You're risking your entire life, your career and your reputation with what you're doing, she told herself. But regardless of how true that was, she felt the strong core of resistance inside of her. Carol was frightened. Her new hungers and fascinations were growing stronger, pushing any logical, moral thoughts away, leaving her in the grip of their foul, greedy urgings!

Suddenly the night air seemed chilly and uncomfortable and Carol began to hurry toward her front door. She was only a few paces away when a shadow pulled out of the other shadows and moved toward her! A deep fear clawed at Carol's brain and it was all that she could do to keep from screaming and running away from the nameless fear that approached her.

As the beautiful woman stood frozen in place, the shadow turned into a human form, then the form turned into Terry White!

"Miss Davis? It's just me, Terry," the handsome boy whispered in the dark driveway. As he drew closer to her, Carol could see the concern in his eyes. "I'm sorry if I scared you… I was kinda worried when you didn't come by this afternoon and I found your address in the phone book."

He stopped for a moment and even in the gloom Carol knew that he was staring at her body. She couldn't stop the little shiver of pleasure that ran through her then. "I came over her to see if I could… talk to you. I didn't mean to scare you, honest." There was a new, warm tone in the boy's voice and he inched a little closer to her in the darkness.

Speechless, Carol clutched at Terry's hand until her heart began to beat normally again. Carol sighed as the fright ebbed away and she realized how good she felt standing close to the handsome boy like this. His body heat seemed to creep into her and the touch of his fingers on her forearm ignited the obscene fires of lust in her! This was insane. She could still feel the creamy slime of Jimmy's thick cum in her vagina. Yet just touching this boy set off new waves of desire inside of her!!

Wouldn't she ever get enough of the hard cocks that were pressing in on her from all sides? Wouldn't this filthy urge she had ever go away and let her live in peace the way that she wanted to?

"Why don't you come inside, Terry," the brunette murmured softly. She didn't want to call attention to the boy for fear that her neighbors might be watching. "You must be chilled, sitting here in the dark like this." Despite her fears of the neighbors, Carol felt daring enough to press against him for a moment and lightly brush her warm tits across his forehead as she pulled him through the door.

"Let me make sure that the drapes are pulled, Terry," Carol said once she could free herself from his clutching hands. A quick check showed her that the curtains were secure. But she only put on a small lamp in the corner. Just enough light to bathe the room in a soft, intimate glow.

Terry stood in the middle of the room, watching her as she put her sweater and purse away. Carol couldn't resist posing for him. When she moved she let her rounded hips sway and move enticingly. It gave her a certain daring pleasure to tease him like this! A furtive peek at the boy told her that she'd succeeded. His cock was already straining inside his jeans, begging her to take it out and give him the release he needed.

Suddenly the beautiful woman stopped playing and showing her body to him. She realized that Terry wasn't the only one that she'd managed to arouse. Between her own firm thighs her poor pussy was wet and pulsating with need!

Ohhh God, this is so wrong, the little voice whispered in her mind. But the voice of logic and morality was so faint and far away that it was easy to simply ignore it. Carol leaned against the door and smiled as she held out a smooth white hand. For the first time in her life she knew what she was doing. Everything was right. Everything was perfect!

"Come here, darling," Carol said. He was only a boy, a nice boy, and she could handle him. He didn't frighten her the way that the men did. "You didn't really come all the way over here to talk, did you? I'd be insulted if that's all that you wanted from me."

Terry seemed surprised at her new attitude. He came to her. But he seemed nervous and hesitant as he took her hand. Carol's new confidence grew as she pressed her body against his. At the same time, her free hand slipped down between them and boldly cupped the tight crotch of his jeans! The boy's surprised sigh of pleasure made her knees tremble with excitement. This was lovely!

"Did you miss me, Terry," Carol asked, letting her lips brush across his ear. "Did you think about me today? Did you think about fucking me today? Did you think about what it was like to stick this nice, hard cock in me and make me squeal?" Terry's strong young hands found her and Carol sighed happily as they squeezed and explored her hot breasts and her firm, quivering bottom.