Don Scott - The doctor_s horny wife

"Come on, let's fuck this bitch!" he hissed, grabbing Christina's hair and pulling her mouth off his prick. "I've got seniority, so I'm fucking her first."

The patrolman thought of arguing – after all, it wasn't exactly like they were performing an official police action, so what did rank have to do with anything? – but then he thought better of it. Getting Pete angry with him could bring unsettling consequences. What the hell? If the older man made too big a mess in Christina's cunt, he could always fuck her ass or make her suck his cock until he shot his cum in her mouth.

Christina was rolled onto her back and Pete got out of the car, then re-entered through the other door, sliding between her upraised knees. He grabbed her big tits and squeezed them, causing her nipples to stand up even more. He sucked on them for a moment before moving higher on Christina's body so his rigid cock was poised and ready near her pussy.

Pete's gun, still in his holster, scraped against Christina's thigh. She felt a run in her nylon start, then spread down her straining thigh and finally spread wide to expose her cunt. Pete looked at Christina, and she saw in his eyes nothing but lust and determination. She looked up at him and smiled. Sure, he was getting what he wanted, but she, too, was getting what she desired. The only problem was those damn handcuffs. Now, with her hands under the small of her back, they were more uncomfortable for her than ever before.

"Fuck me, mister po-leese-man!" Christina taunted, her eyes ablaze with lust. "Let me feel that hard cock go right through me!"

The cop groaned, aiming his cock, and thrust. It was a vicious move. He didn't slowly insert his prick, sliding back and forth, moving cockflesh into her cunt inch by inch. He just stabbed his prick into her, impaling her clutching pussylips until they squeezed his cock shaft exactly the way he wanted them to.

"Hot! Damn fucking hot pussy!" Pete groaned, more for the patrolman's benefit than for Christina's. He ground his hips against her pelvis, his cock quivering inside her hot pussy, then pulled back and stabbed into her cunt again, even harder than the first time.

"Fuck me! Fuck meeeee!" Christina wailed, gritting her teeth against the thrills passing through her body.

She wished she could move, but with the cuffs holding her hands under her back, and the cop pushing her knees near her tits, she could do nothing at all. Except, of course, enjoy his hard, driving cock as it thrust into her juicy cunt time and time again.

"Uh! Uh! Uh!" Pete groaned, pushing his cock deep into Christina's fuckhole. He felt her hairy cuntlips clinging to his driving cockmeat, felt her pussy muscles kneading his shaft and cockhead, felt his balls tingle.

He looked in Christina's dark brown eyes and saw in them a strange kind of innocence. They were the kind of eyes that would keep their innocence even in the multi-orgasmic throes of an all-night orgy. Pete had never seen eyes quite like that before.

"Yesssssss!" Christina purred, wiggling her ass as best she could. His pounding cock was driving her wild, and squishing noises could be heard from the violent insertion of cock into cunt.

Pete felt his balls begin to itch, the sensations no longer a mere tingle. He tossed his muscular hips up and down, driving his throbbing shaft of lust-hardened cockmeat deep into her cunt. His eyes squeezed shut, and his breath came in ragged, desperate gulps.

"Give your prick to me!" Christina urged, balling her hands into tiny fists under her back. "Give me your cum! I want it!"

"Ahhhh! Fuuuuuck! I'm cuuumming!" Pete screamed. His body convulsed as his balls took control of his senses. He couldn't have stopped fucking them even if someone had put a gun to his head, threatening to blow his brains out unless he pulled his cock out of Christina's cunt.

His mind went fuzzy as the cum welled up in his balls. He stabbed Christina's cunt faster, his pulsating cockhead throbbing – expanding and contracting in Christina's juicy cunt. And then his balls exploded. The hot, white cum erupted from his nuts and shot through the length of his driving cockshaft before being pumped into Christina's pussy. The blasts of jism continued, one after another each only slightly less powerful than the one before it.

Christina felt her cunt being deluged with cum, and she, too, lost control of her senses. Her clit, alive with desire and sizzling hot, exploded like a tiny bomb, sending her into sexual oblivion. She kicked her legs out, nearly pushing Pete off her and accidentally caught the patrolman who was standing at the side of the car. The toe of her shoe smashed into his cheek, sending him reeling backward. He held his face and howled in pain.

"Uh! Uh! Uh!" Pete grunted with each explosion of his cum into Christina's pussy. He gave her every rich drop of his thick fuck cream, then slumped down on her body, his badge sticking into her plump tit. Christina wiggled a little and he moved just enough to spare her tit more pain.

"Okay, partner," the patrolman said, still holding his cheek. "It's my turn now. That fucking bitch kicked me!"

"You deserved it," Pete said weakly, feeling his cock get small inside Christina's cum soaked pussy. "What the hell did you think this was? A fucking peep show?"

There was more bantering between the older cop and his partner, and Christina was sort of happy for it because it gave her a chance to catch her breath. Her orgasm, strong and all consuming, had taken all the energy out of her. But there was still one more man to be serviced. One big cock with two nuts that had a full load of cum in them. And that man wanted Christina to do something about it – whether she wanted to or not.

"You're both bastards," Christina murmured as Pete got out of the car. She felt the cum inside her pussy warming her. The glow in her cunt was comforting, like a reward for a job well done.

The patrolman grabbed Christina by the ankles and pulled her out of the car. Only her hands, still cuffed behind her back, cushioned her fall as she hit the rough surface of the parking lot.

"Ouch! What the hell are you trying to do, break, my ass?"

"Use your mouth on this, cocksucker!" the patrolman said, stabbing his cock between Christina's lips. He pushed into her, watching her cheeks bulge out with the immensity of his prick. After thrashing back and forth, fucking Christina's clutching lips with a vengeance, the patrolman grabbed her two hard nipples and pulled up on them.

"Ouch! You're hurting me!" Christina complained as he pulled her tits.

She scrambled to get her feet under her before that fucking patrolman pulled her nipples clean off! Finally she was on her feet, standing unsteadily before a mean-looking man in his middle twenties and a rather tired looking older cop. Christina despised the patrolman. He wasn't much taller than her, probably just making the minimum-height requirement for cops in Boston.

"You've kicked me, and you've insulted me," the patrolman said, his voice dripping with venom. "Now you're going to pay for that. Nobody does that to me and gets away with it."

He pushed Christina's blouse and bra down her arms so the material was bunched at her wrists and her huge tits were completely exposed. Christina's skin had fallen back in place and her cunt filled with her own juices and Pete's cum, was concealed.

"You're a madman!"

"Yes, that's probably true," the patrolman replied, his voice suddenly very calm, very self-assured. "But what's that got to do with anything? You can't do anything to stop me – or can anyone else for that matter."

"What?" Christina gasped, knowing that the patrolman wanted to fuck her virgin ass. "Hey, after what I've done for you, are you going to let him kill me?" She looked over at Pete.

"Hey, he's your problem, not mine," Pete replied. Then he took a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and went for a walk. What the patrolman did with a prisoner wasn't his concern. Hell, he had fucked the bitch, so what further use did he have for Christina?