I shimmied my skirt up and over my hips and popped my tits free from my blouse, curious. Most times rockers just wanted to get laid as many times as possible with as many pussies as they could stick their dick into…Johnny seemed to want more. I was interested in seeing where this was going. His stare went straight to the rosy peaks that had pebbled instantly under his hungry assessment. He grabbed the closest beer and swigged from the can, his gaze raking my splayed body. My pussy lips were swollen from our fucking and my clit was still pulsing softly. And I was still raging with the insane desire to get our party going again.
“Open your legs,” he murmured, finishing the beer. When my legs fell open, I shuddered as the air breezed over my clit, reminding me how vulnerable I was in this position. He positioned himself between my legs, his roughened fingers parted my pussy lips and his cock started to stir again. “You like to fuck don’t you?” he asked, toying with the painfully sensitive clit with surprisingly deft fingers. I gasped and nodded. He chuckled, almost to himself, saying, “I could tell. You’re not like other girls. You’re more than a slut looking for a quick fuck and a good time.”
“I wouldn’t say that,” I disagreed, though my breathing had begun to quicken. “If you’re looking for a girlfriend, I’m not the girl.”
“I’m not looking for a girlfriend,” he assured me with an arrogant chuckle. He flicked my clit and I gasped, lifting my hips, almost begging for him to eat me, right now! “You want my tongue in your pussy?” he taunted, teasing. “Show me how bad you want it.”
“I want it so bad,” I pleaded, my fingernails digging into the soft leather. Rick was going to shit a brick when he saw the marks in his sofa. “I want you to fuck me with your tongue, Johnny,” I gasped.
“Like this?” he asked softly, burying his face deep into my hot slit, causing me to jerk, my stomach tensing as his tongue delved into my wet and slippery cunt where his cock had been fucking me only moments prior.
“Godddd, yessss,” I cried, thrashing my head as his tongue started a full frontal assault on my clit, sucking on the tight nub and acting as if he were Frenching my pussy lips. I imagined my pussy juices soaking his face, covering him with my musky scent and I could barely breathe from the excitement building inside me. “Just like that,” I panted, getting so close to cumming that I didn’t know if I could hold back. “Put your finger in my ass,” I begged, needing the pressure of something up my little rosebud to rocket me to the next level. My ass was already still lubed so when I felt one finger, and then two, while his tongue swirled and sucked my clitty, I cried out with total abandon as I came harder than I’d cum earlier, which was a total surprise because I didn’t think it was possible. I pulsed against his tongue and he drank up my juices as if it were the best tasting cocktail he’d ever been given. I shuddered hard and my thighs jiggled as the last part of the orgasm washed over me. Damn! That was fucking fantastic.
I weakly pushed at Johnny’s head to get him to stop and he rocked back on his heels admiring his handiwork, looking pretty damn smug, which was an accomplishment in of itself because Johnny Trash was a notoriously arrogant jerk on a good day.
“Wanna suck me off now?” he gestured to his engorged cock, his green eyes glazed with lust. His lips glistened from my pussy juices and as he wiped his mouth with his dirty, sweat-soaked sleeve, there was some sort of sick thrill that danced inside me knowing that my DNA was smeared all over his designer shirt. He jumped onto the sofa, lounging with his dick bouncing, waiting for my mouth, and I figured, what the hell, I could give him the blow of his life and then call it a night. I pulled my skirt down over my hips but left my blouse open so he had a great view of my tits as I bobbed on his nob, then sucked that bad boy down my throat. The tip, a nice fat mushroom of circumcised man-meat, hit the back of my throat and I sucked it like a pro. He groaned and soon, he was pumping his hips in time with my head bobbing. I cupped his hairy balls, loving how he didn’t shave like some men, and used my hand to jerk his shaft in tandem with my mouth. I knew how to draw it out or make him cum within a heartbeat. I loved the feel of a cock filling me, whether it was my mouth, ass or pussy. It was a turn-on for me as much as it was pleasurable for the guy. Maybe that’s why I was so good, because I got off on it, too. There was definitely something to be said for enthusiasm.
Within moments, his body was stiffening and he shouted to the ceiling as he shot his load into my mouth, pumping his jizz in great salty spurts down my throat. I gulped it down greedily and drained his balls until he was breathing harshly and moaning in total satiated awe. “Fuck me,” he murmured softly, his eyes shut as he tried to catch his breath. “…if fucking were a sport…you’d be the All-Star.”
I grinned at the compliment. For a guy with a rep like Johnny Trash, he was turning out to be quite the surprise. I tucked my tits away and Johnny looked ready to protest but he didn’t.
“Want me to call you?” he asked, almost nonchalantly to which I shrugged.
“If you’re in town, sure,” I answered, grabbing my purse and smoothing my skirt. “I’m always up for a good time.”
“No, I mean…you know, like call you for real.”
Ohh, how cute, I thought. He wanted me to be one of his girls. Unfortunately, I didn’t like to be tied down — well, that wasn’t entirely true — but the kind of tie-downs I liked were of the rope variety, not emotional. I grinned and blew him a kiss. “See you around, Johnny. Rick knows how to get a hold of me if you’re looking to party.”
And with that, I walked out the door, smelling of sex and rock and roll, leaving Johnny Trash to dream of me.
Just like the countless other rock star notches on my bedpost I’d left begging for my number, wishing I’d be their girl.
I was no one’s girl.
And that was the way I liked it.
On the way out, I paused to read who was coming to the club next month. My mouth curved in a wicked smile as I toyed with my backstage pass. Sounded like a good time…
Guess I’d better mark my calendar.
I’ve got another notch to add to my bedpost.
What fun!
Badge Bunny Gangbang
By Alexx Andria
I’ve always had a thing for cops. I mean, there’s that power thing — handcuffs and the authority to do whatever they wanted with you — that’s hawt. But I’m not a bad girl. Actually, kinda the opposite. I’m a sweet, innocent-looking thing on the outside but lemme tell you, on the inside, I’m a bit of a bad, wicked girl who dreams of being fucked by a man in blue.
Okay, so I’m a badge bunny.
Total confession time. When I see a pair of handcuffs, I almost cum at the sight because I desperately want to know how it feels to have that steel wrapped around my wrists while I’m getting fucked from behind.
So when I got the job as a secretary for the police chief, I nearly came in my jeans. The chief is older than me but he’s got that sexy older guy thing going on and I dig it, big time. I mean, there was something about him, his stocky, solid build that made me want to feel him on top of me, fucking me. He was old enough to be my dad but somehow, that made it even hotter.
When I got the job, I couldn’t believe it. I mean, I’m young — like nineteen, young — but the chief seemed to think I was up to the job and I wasn’t about to point out that I’d never typed a letter or done anything remotely secretarial in my life. He seemed to like my long dark hair and when his gaze lingered on my tits, I pretended not to notice but I had a feeling he wanted to know what it felt like to have my tits in his mouth. And I didn’t mind the idea. In fact, it turned me on something bad.
I never expected my first day on the job to turn out to be my most secret fantasy come true.
The chief had asked me to come to the station after hours. He said he had some paperwork he needed finished and it was too hard to get it done during daylight hours because of the constant traffic that came through his office.
Made sense to me so I said sure.
I w
alked into the office and was surprised to see the chief and the two undercover detectives, James and Rico, waiting for me. The chief smiled and motioned for me to close the door.
“Hey guys,” I said, nervously adjusting the tight miniskirt and wishing I’d worn something a little less revealing. My big tits were practically popping out of my tight T-shirt and I’d forgotten to wear panties. I could already feel the dampness between my thighs. I had the three hottest guys in the department in one closed room after hours. Not even the cleaning lady was around. It was just them and me. “What’s up?” I asked, trying not to let my stare drop to their cocks. Rumor had it Rico had an anaconda for a cock and I wasn’t above hoping for a peek.
“Nikki…” the chief began, his voice silky and smooth but totally masculine. The sound slithered down my back and tickled my bones. “You’re such a sweet girl. We like you a lot.”
I licked my lips and smiled. “Thank you, Chief,” I murmured, shooting an uncertain glance at Rico and James who were watching me with hawk eyes. “Is there something I can do for you?”
“Oh yes…I believe there is,” he said, leaning back in his high-backed chair. “A little bird told me, you have a fantasy…”
My cheeks bloomed with heat and I could barely swallow but my heartrate was thumping like a rabbit. Was this really happening? Holy fuck. I hoped so. But I didn’t want to misunderstand, my God that would be terrible.
“What do you mean?” I asked in a small voice, trying not to fidget but my pussy was so wet I could almost feel the trickle of excitement sliding down my leg.
“We heard you like cops,” Rico said in a silky voice, rounding me like a cornered animal. “And that you want to be handcuffed and fucked like a bad girl. Is that true, pretty girl?”
I swallowed hard. God, yesss. I wanted that so bad. I trembled as I nodded faintly, afraid and excited at the same time. “Who told you?”
“It doesn’t matter,” James said, reaching up to run the side of his knuckles beneath the rounded swell of my big tits. The contact shocked me but I leaned into his touch, wanting more. “You’re the hottest piece of ass we’ve seen in a long time. You were picked special.”
“Me?” I managed to squeak. “Why?”
They exchanged a look with the chief and then Rico pulled me to him and suddenly his long fingers were beneath my short skirt, skimming my hot pussy and murmuring his approval at the slick heat he found there. “So nice,” he said. “So ready.”
“We’ve waited a long time for someone like you,” James said. “And this is something you’ve fantasized about since you were old enough to fuck. Am I right?”
Again I nodded. It was if they’d seen right through my good girl routine and saw the bad girl just waiting to be free. “What are you going to do to me?” I whispered.
“Everything,” the chief answered with a hearty chuckle. “But first…let’s lock the door. We wouldn’t want to be interrupted, now would we?”
“No Chief.” I did as I was told and within the space of a heartbeat, they were all three naked. Three fat, engorged cocks jutted at attention, straining for my mouth, my pussy, my ass. They were going to gangbang me. I could see it in their hungry stares and heaven help me, I welcomed it.
They descended on me, helping me from my clothes and within seconds I was naked before them, my pussy ached as I desperately wanted to feel a cock inside me. Who would take me first? Would it be Rico with his giant, mushroom-headed cock, James with his long poker, or the chief with his thick rod that danced from a nest of peppered pubic hair?
“Rico, I think this bad girl needs to be subdued,” the chief suggested and Rico produced a gleaming pair of department issue cuffs.
My knees trembled and I pleaded. “Please…” but I didn’t know if I was begging for him to use them or set me free. I wanted both. I wanted to run but I wanted them to chase me, too.
“Are you a bad girl?” James asked, running his hands along my ass, down the seam of my crack, delving between the twin halves and causing me to utter a shuddering breath filled with need and crazy desire. “I think you’re a bad girl,” he said, answering his own question. He looked to Rico. “Cuff her, Rico.”
“My pleasure.”
The steel clicked in place and suddenly I was helpless. Rico pulled my hands above my head and hooked them on a large hook that I’d never noticed before. I was naked against the wall, hanging like a succulent piece of teenage meat.
“Spread your legs,” the chief ordered and I didn’t dare disobey. James and Rico flanked me on either side as the chief knelt between my legs. The chief gripped my ass in both hands and buried his face, whiskers and all, deep in my pussy, while James and Rico filled their mouths with my tits. “So good,” the chief murmured against my tight honey hole, slurping my juices as if it were the sweetest nectar he’d ever tasted. “So fucking good.”
James and Rico pulled hard on my nipples while their hands roamed my tight body, sending a dark thrill straight to my cunt as the chief teased my clit as if he were a dying man and I was his salvation.
“Oh God,” I moaned, thrashing my head, almost unable to take it. The sensation all at once was more than I ever imagined it would be and I was a greedy little bitch who wanted more. “Yes!”
James groaned as he palmed his cock, rubbing it against my firm thigh while Rico stroked himself with his eyes closed, all the while sucking and teasing my nipples until I thought I might die from the sheer pleasure of it all.
I twisted, the steel bruising my flesh but I didn’t care. I wanted more. “Please,” I begged, and Rico let go of my tit to savage my mouth. I sucked his tongue into my mouth, wishing it were his cock. He fucked me with his tongue while the chief did the same. It was so good, so right — and so wrong at the same time that the taboo sent me hurtling to the next level of bliss.
“Yes, chief,” I gasped, shaking. “Yes!”
The orgasm blasted through me like nothing I’d ever experienced and I whimpered from the shock. The chief pulled away, the hunger in his eyes like that of a bear who’d just found his winter snack and he was going to savor it.
Rico and James released me from the hook and I needed their support, which they gave me but only for a moment.
“Now the fun begins,” Rico promised and I tried to catch my breath. “On your knees.”
I sank to my knees, my hands clasped behind me. I was vulnerable in this position and it turned me on quick as fuck. James’ cock bobbed in my face and I greedily sucked it down my throat. James fisted his hand in my hair, guiding his cock in and out of my mouth as I licked and sucked, wanting every inch he had to give me. And if that wasn’t awesome enough, suddenly Rico’s cock was nudging me for some loving too. Two cocks vied for attention and I eagerly rushed to accommodate them both. But that left the chief out. I glanced over my shoulder, eyes widening at the sight of the chief palming his own cock as he watched me service his two top detectives, and asked coyly, “Don’t you want in on this, too?”
He grinned. “Oh yes, baby girl. I will. But I want more than your mouth. I want your tight little ass.”
I quivered at his declaration and suddenly James was behind me, helping me into position. He unlocked my cuffs and tossed them to the conference table. I rubbed at the chafed skin but barely had time to bemoan the slight sting for Rico was leading me to the solid oak coffee table. I sat down and leaned back as Rico grabbed both my legs and held them. My gymnast training came in handy as Rico bent me like a pretzel to fit his giant cock in my hot pussy. I was fairly dripping with my juices and his thick cock slid right in, stretching me with his fullness. My pussy had never been so filled with cock before and I nearly passed out from the pleasure. But it didn’t stop there. Before I knew it, the chief was there, too. His cock was slick with lube and I knew where he wanted to put it. I gasped as the chief’s blunt fat head nudged my tight little pink bud, demanding entry. I was nearly bent in half with Rico fucking my pussy and the chief pushing himself into my virgin ass. “Oh my Go
d,” I managed to gasp, before James’ cock filled my mouth. Every hole was plugged right and tight and I couldn’t get enough. I’d always been afraid anal would hurt but it felt incredible. My entire body quivered as I took the carnal assault and begged for more.
“Oh, God…feels so good,” I panted, barely able to make the words form. My thoughts had turned to a babbling mess. All I wanted was more pleasure.
“Such a tight little hole,” the chief gasped as Rico slapped against me, his balls slapping my skin while James’ cock fucked my mouth. “That’s it, baby, take it all,” the chief gritted, seating himself so deep I could feel the coarse hairs of his pubic nest tickling my cheeks. “Yess…!”
I moaned against the sensation of being taken every which way possible and as I was slammed, my tits bouncing and jiggling with each thrust, I felt the tingle deep inside me that started a cascade of intense pleasure. James increased his tempo in my mouth and I cupped his balls, drawing him closer so I feel taste every bit of him. Rico pounded my pussy harder and I could barely handle the thrusts of his monster snake. Oh yessss…my thighs trembled and shook, telling me it was going to be a big one.
James shouted and squirted his load down my throat and I gulped it down with a greedy slurp and then Rico blew his load deep inside me, announcing his release with a guttural shout that almost made me cream right there. Rico withdrew and suddenly it was just me and the chief. He withdrew long enough for me to flip around on my hands and knees and he slipped his cock back inside my ass. He gripped my ass cheeks as if holding on for dear life and he fucked me so hard I thought my filings were going to pop. But he knew what to do to make me cum so hard I didn’t know my name anymore.
“You like that, bad girl?” he asked from between gritted teeth as he slapped my ass hard. I gasped and moaned. “That’s right, take it. Take it all like the bad bitch you really are.”
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