John Friday - Raped wild wife

"Nice apartment," Tanya said after a quick, sweeping gaze. She never would have guessed it was the home of a cop, a woman she'd seen draw and aim a gun.

Samantha grinned modestly. "Thank you." She felt pleased that she was one of those rare women tough enough to work effectively in what was once almost entirely a man's world, but still softly feminine enough to express herself fully as a woman.

The floral-print upholstery, the frilly lace curtains, and the pastel prints of ballerinas decorating the walls all demonstrated how delicate she was. The clunk of her heavy purse when she set it down was the muted voice of her other side.

Tanya knew the purse contained a gun, probably handcuffs and a spray can of tear gas. She'd been in enough minor scrapes since running away to know the whole bitch-cop routine.

She sucked in a breath and gathered courage to speak. "I – I heard him say you were supposed to send me home. I don't want you to do that. My mother is a drunk, my step-father beats the shit out of her and then fucks me every chance he gets."

"I'm sorry." The words seemed so inadequate, but they sprang automatically from Samantha's lips. "He also said, when you calm down. I don't think that's happened yet."

"Oooooh, Samantha, you're so nice. How did you ever get to be a fucking cop?"

"Funny you should ask. I've been wondering the same thing myself." She swept Tanya into her arms and held her close. They both began to sob, half in relief, half from the warmth that passed between them.

Samantha knew that what she had in mind was a felony under the laws she was sworn to enforce. She couldn't help thinking how strange it was that she'd been assigned to the Vice Squad, because she'd long held the conviction that what people do in their private lives was their own damn business, not that of the federal, state, county or city government.

If she had her way and was a Supreme Court Justice instead of a fledgling vice cop, ream after ream of stupid, busy-body laws would have been struck down. She knew that what she and Grant had enjoyed so much was technically against the law.

Samantha shuddered as she hugged the young girl so afraid of being sent home. "It's all right," she said. She could feel Tanya's ragged breathing, the way it made her tits swell and press against hers. That contact created sudden heat in them both.

"That feels so good," Tanya said with an anxious gulp. "So soft and warm the way our tits rub together."

Samantha's restless impulses suddenly took control. "It would feel even better if we had our clothes off."

The girl looked shocked by the suggestion at first, then, slowly, a lewd grin formed. "Yes, I'm sure that would feel better." Though she'd never done anything with another woman before, Tanya felt a seething desire to try.

They both undressed as quickly as they could, scattering clothes all ever the room.

"Hhhhmmmmmm!" they both purred when their naked bodies came together in another close embrace.

Samantha leaned back slightly from the waist so that their pussy domes and nipples touched. Tanya's cunt lay hidden beneath a tangle of blazing red curls the same color as the long hair streaming down her back.

"Ooooh," the girl sighed, pressing harder against Sam's silver-haired cunt mound. "Hhhuuuuummmm!"

Samantha rocked her shoulders to stroke Tanya's nipples with her own. Both sets of ruby tit-nubs turned hard and hot with excitement!

Tanya groaned, shaken by the sudden rushing of her desire. "If – if this is supposed to be wrong, why does it feel so good?" she asked.

"I don't know," Sam replied. "Let's just do it and not worry about that."

"But – but you're a cop!" Tanya still had a sneaking feeling that they might be setting her up for something.

"I'm off duty." And she was thinking she might not ever go back. But her mind was in no condition to wrestle with an important decision like that right then.

"Have you ever had your pussy sucked?" Sam asked.

"A, yeah a few times. But never by a woman."

"Hhmmmm, would you like me to eat your cunt?"

"Hhhooo, yes… but only if I can eat yours too."

"Sure, come over to the couch and lie down."

Tanya moved with the tension of expectancy. Her whole body trembled with desire. She stretched out on her back with her slender legs spread wide. Her hands slid down over the dome of her pussy mound and into her fiery red patch of cunt hair.

"Hhaaaunnangh!" Her middle finger reached into her taut pussy and began a uptk probing series of thrusts. "I'll warm it up for you."

Tanya played with her own pussy a lot, and she knew exactly how it should be done to thrill her most. She could bring orgasms usually more thrilling than most eager, rough and clumsy boys.

"Why don't you let me do that?" Samantha asked. Her voice was strained with desire. Watching the girl's finger slide in and out of her delicious looking little cunt made the woman's lips burn and tremble.

"Then I'll do yours," Tanya said. "I'll show you how I like it best. I'll finger-fuck your pussy the way I do my own!" Samantha sat down on the edge of the couch and split her shapely legs wide apart. Tanya's finger was already wet with fuck honey, and it slid in easily and began to stir. "Hhhaaagh!" she gulped. "I can see why you like that!"

Sam wet the first finger of her right hand by slipping it into her mouth and rolling her tongue around. The slow, steady pulsing of her lips made Tanya's pussy slit squirm with desire.

"Hhhooo!" Tanya gasped when Samantha slid her wet finger between her legs, turning it in a spiral on the swelling button of the redhead's cunt.

"That's the way I like it best," Samantha said. "Spinning my clit really does it to me!"

"I'll try that." And Tanya did. In a few seconds, they both gasped and bucked from jolts of pleasure.

"This is much better than doing my own thing," Tanya said after long minutes of ecstasy.

"It's better yet when a soft wet tongue is doing it to you."

"Huummm, I'll bet it is. Show me, Sam. Suck my pussy! It's so hot and wet."

"Yeah, so is mine. You'll have to suck my cunt too, or I'll go crazy!" She turned, climbed up on the couch and straddled the girl, facing toward her feet and her luscious little cunt.

She sat for moment with one of Tanya's rock-hard nipples pressing into her pussy slit. She rocked gently, enjoying the sensation. "I like being tit-fucked too, and your nipples are so sharp and hard!"

"But I want you to eat my pussy, and I want to eat you!"

"I know… I know. Uuunnngh!" But Samantha just had to twitch her pussy to the other side and pump it back and forth on Tanya's other tit. "Now those proud tits of yours will taste like pussy when they're sucked."

"Aaahhhh," Tanya moaned. It felt like one of her tits was being sucked right then. Sam's soft wet cunt lips made grasping, pulling motions each time they passed over her rigid nipple, "Who – who's going to suck them?"

"How about Grant?" Samantha asked.

That was the second part of her plan. The fleeting glimpses of his fucking cock that she'd seen in the motel mirrors had excited her wildly. Now the wanted to really see his prick in action, and the only way she could get the close personal view she wanted would be by watching him fuck another pretty cunt.

"Do you think he'll want to do that?"

"I'm sure he will." But Sam could only hope he would. How could he resist? And she grinned when she thought of what a delightful shock it would be for him when he learned what she had planned.

"Will he want to fuck me too?"

"Hmmmm-hhhmmm." Samantha lowered her lips toward Tanya's red-furred cunt. "Right after he sucks on your delicious little pussy."

"Hhhaaaaggghhh!" The first touch of female lips on her cunt sent the girl's mind spinning into a blur. She clamped her eyes shut and enjoyed the thrilling swirl of passion. When she managed to open her eyes again, she saw Samantha's silvery cunt spread invitingly only an inch above her lips.