by Lexi Sinner
As she disappeared out of sight, Bill looked down and noticed the pool of water his saturated uniform was leaving on the meticulously tiled floor. He decided he would have to change his uniform immediately or risk pneumonia and completely ruin any chance he and his work colleagues had of leaving for Las Vegas that night. He walked quietly out of the shop to the trunk of his car. The relentless rain had eventually resided as he felt just a mist touch the top of his head. He popped the trunk of the car and began searching through the mounts of trash he had stored there. He had been meaning to clear it all out for weeks but couldn’t find the time due to his hectic social life. Eventually, right as the back of the trunk he pulled out a spare uniform. It was missing its jacket but the shirt and pants would do for now. He rummaged around further in the trunk and managed to retrieve and old towel in there too.
“Hello?”
Bill called out as he re-entered the store. No reply. Not to worry, he would just change quickly where he was. No doubt the young woman would spend far longer restoring her hair to its former glory than he would towelling off he thought. He quickly stripped down to just his underwear and ran the towel quickly over his body. He brought the towel up over his head and vigorously dried his hair.
“Um?”
His heart skipped a beat. He slowly lowered the towel from around his head and stood there awkwardly. Elizabeth stood in front of him, with her mouth open. She wore a light cream dress and she was holding a brush to her hair as she had been trying to re-shape it following the heavy rain.
“I’m so sorry. I called out to see if you were there but figured you might take a while. It’s just, I needed to get out of these clothes.”
Elizabeth advanced forwards and cracked a smile.
“Don’t worry about it. I completely understand.” She laughed as she advanced forwards to the counter and began selecting the most delicious donuts that her store had to offer. She couldn’t wipe the smile from her face no matter how hard she tried as she continued looking up at the perfectly sculpted officer towelling off in front of her.
Splash.
Bill looked up as Elizabeth dropped a cream filled donut onto the floor, its contents erupting as the donut went limp. He looked up to see her eyes transfixed on him as he stood on one leg, awkwardly drying his freezing cold foot. He smiled at her and returned to his work, sensing that her eyes were not moving from his chiselled abs.
Finally, Elizabeth gave in to her urges as she advanced forwards with intent. Having just turned twenty two and with her business consuming her entire life, she had never been lured in by the presence of a man like this before. But one thing she knew was that this felt right. The way he had appeared at just the right time and the way he delicately lifted her from the ground with sincere compassion. The icing on the cake was his stunning herculean figure, standing almost completely naked in front of her, calling out to her.
Bill smiled intently as Elizabeth made her way tentatively towards him. Her heart beat furiously in anticipation for her first physical contact with any man. Without breaking stride, she lunged at the officer and planted her lips onto his. He grabbed her tightly before breaking the kiss and smiling down to her:
“No wonder everybody has been talking about this place. Do all of your customers get this kind of individual treatment or is that just for me?”
Elizabeth smiled at the cheeky officer as she wrapped her arms around his exposed waist and dragged him towards the counter of the store. He lifted her by her exposed leg and placed her delicate body on top of the flawless marble. He leaned forwards and reached his large frame in to kiss her again as his hand explored her thigh under her revealing dress.
“Ouch! What the hell!”
As Bill explored further with his curious hand, Elizabeth has unconsciously kicked out at him, connecting right on his knee cap. Bill smiled as he grasped his knee. This girl really needed to spend time away from her donuts he thought as he finished massaging the affected area and returned his hand, more cautiously this time, along Elizabeth’s thigh.
“Gosh, I’m sorry! Do you want me to get some ice for that?”
Bill rolled his eyes at the inexperienced Elizabeth and wondered if he really was the right man for this “job”. His hand was already answering that question for him though as it explored further, reaching the top of the virgin’s panties before locking underneath and pulling gently, teasing her for what was to follow. Elizabeth reached back in with her full lips and locked onto the cop’s lips. He pushed firmly to one side, forcing her lips across his cheek and craning his neck towards the ceiling, exposing his neck for exploration. Elizabeth looked at him with a puzzled expression.
“Hey, I can’t reach you!” she pleaded as she strained to try and reach his lips again.
“I didn’t realise it would be this much trouble.” Bill remarked as he placed his hand on the back of her head and guided it to his neck.
“Let’s see what you’ve got baby, do your worst.” He sighed as Elizabeth’s eye brows rose up from the unexpected manoeuvre. But unexpectedly, Elizabeth revelled in her new position. She began by engulfing the skin of his neck with her mouth and sucking hard on it, drawing the skin into her mouth before lavishing it with her tongue. Bill’s eyes rolled and his eyebrows shot upwards on his forehead at the unexpected tingling feeling Elizabeth was creating in him. Without warning, she sucked in hard again, drawing more skin into the depths of her mouth, but this time, instead of caressing it with her tongue, she bit down hard on it, causing the officer to leap on top of her, grabbing her sides in the process and breaking her hold.
“Fast learner there aren’t we?” the officer breathed heavily as he rested his head on her covered breasts and gently soothed his bruised neck with his hand. He felt a hand moving below him as he continued his recovery mission on his sore but satisfied neck. Strangely, the hand was not moving anywhere near his body. He looked down curiously and noticed Elizabeth frantically trying to pull her dress down below her waist after it had started to ride up on her when Bill collapsed on top of her, exposing her red and white panties. Bill looked back at her and started laughing.
“Is there a problem down there?”
“Um, no, eh sorry, it just that I eh.”
Bill stopped her embarrassed rambling by administering some of his own punishment by biting down on her lip, immediately halting her stuttering. She reached behind and cradled the back of his neck with her palms as she pulled herself up to meet his embrace. Again, his hands started to explore below as he reached a long arm up under her dress, exposing her completely and went in search of her untouched breasts. As his hands reached her bra and began to circle relentlessly around her breasts she again bucked and began to slap his hand, pulling herself away from him.
“Oh my God, I am like so sorry! This is just so, like, not what I’m used to.”
She slowly moved back underneath the handsome stud again as she grabbed his wrist and slowly placed it back on her abs where she guided it in circular motions, moving closer and closer to her breasts. As he was finally permitted to reach his target, Elizabeth arched her back up towards his supreme body and circled her hand behind her back, unhooking her Dress Barn bra in one swift action.
Bill smiled as the immature woman stuck her tongue slightly out of her mouth and bit down on it, illustrating how uncomfortable she was, but how she was prepared to push through for the type of man she had always fantasised would relieve her of her virginity when the time was right. She cracked a wry smile when she realised that he was starting at her and again reached in to taste his lips.
She shifted her hips on the cold marble surface, slowly but surely adjusting to what was happening. Bill sensed that the time was right and began to lift her flimsy dress up from below, over her hips, revealing one of the finest bodies he had ever seen. And make no mistake about it, he had seen his fair share! Elizabeth assisted him as she pulled the dress fully over her head, popping over her chin as though the dress itself would rather have stayed
where it was comfortable. She lay there, breathing hard and looking up at the stripped officer, exposed and vulnerable. Finally, she felt as though she was beginning to live a little, as her bra was exposed to one side by the powerful arm of the law, leaving her completely naked, bar the one piece of material adorning her perfect hips. She smiled back up at him as she exhaled deeply, mentally steeling herself for what was to come. The cop began to grind his hips against hers as she arched her back towards him. Sweat dripped from her brow as she shut her eyes tight.
On the far side of the room a cell phone beeped loudly. Bill craned his head back around. Bill turned his head back around to where the noise was coming from. It was coming from the pocket of his pants. His work cell phone. It was at that moment that he realised he had been away from the station for over an hour, having made no contact to verify his status or location.
“Why have you stopped? Just let the darn thing ring out!”
Elizabeth grabbed his hips and pulled them down towards hers as she began grinding back up to his stiffening cock. The phone continued to beep. He lazily bucked his hips back towards her as he counted a silent twenty in his head. If the phone continued to beep by the time he reached twenty he would have to deal with it. Who knows, it could have been any kind of an emergency. Despite the reality of the situation he was in, he was still a police officer on duty after all.
Twenty.
“Right, that’s it! I have no choice but to take you in”, the officer bellowed as he rose up from the uncomfortable marble surface, rubbing his aching back.
“If you’re not willing to co-operate, I’m going to have to take you back to the station.”
Elizabeth lay on the counter in a state of shock. What the hell was this guy talking about? He walked over to where his clothes, both wet and dry, lay in two separate piles on the ground. He picked up his pair of wet pants and stretched them out, feeling them and patting them down with his hands, until he found what he was looking for. Still wearing just his boxers, he marched back over to Elizabeth, grabbed her roughly by the shoulders and turned her around so that she had her back to him. He clasped her wrists together and slapped a set of cold metallic handcuffs onto them, binding them together.
“You have the right to remain silent…”
Elizabeth now realised the direction this was going and playfully pretended to resist arrest. Bill manoeuvred her roughly against the wall and pushed his lips into her again, both of them standing there almost completely naked. He walked in behind the counter of the store and searched for the jacket she had been wearing. It was still damp so he shook it out vigorously and returned to the “culprit”, draping it around her shoulders. He quickly dressed in his new shirt and pants combination as Elizabeth continued to blurt out her annoying plea of innocence, attempting to adopt a role in the game Bill had just invented.
Before departing for the station where the criminal would face her punishment, Bill retrieved the box of donuts, which had started this whole charade. He slit the seal at the edge of the box with his thumb nail and peered inside, running his hand along each donut until he found the creamiest one in the box. He walked back to the still protesting Elizabeth and pushed the donut roughly to her mouth. Mounds of cream dispersed all over her face as she gagged on her own produce.
“I suggest you use your right to remain silent”, he smiled as she attempted to swallow as much of the glorious donut as possible, before licking the cream from around her lips, unable to reach most of it. With the almost full box under one arm and his arm around the waist of the arrested, he escorted her to the car. He opened the door and pushed her head in roughly as she sprawled across the back seat. With increased care and precision, he opened the passenger door of the vehicle and carefully placed the box of confectionary down in the seat, strapping it in with its seatbelt. With sirens blaring, the car roared back to the police station.
***
“God dammit Bill I was trying to call you man! I was worried, thought you took a hit or something! Why didn’t you answer my calls?” Marty exclaimed, standing up from his desk as Bill poked his head in through the door of the station.
“We had a little situation.” He smirked as he pushed Elizabeth in through the door, locking it behind him. He pulled the strap that sealed her leather jacket shut and it fell to the floor, revealing her naked body to the shocked police man. After a few moments of jaw dropping silence, Marty smiled broadly.
“As yes, a good old ten-four. We haven’t had one of these for a while. Just when I thought you were losing your touch old man!”
Marty walked around Elizabeth, inspecting her youthful body.
“Pretty one too!” he mused as she circled around her, caressing her hips softly. With one sharp tug he ripped the red and white panties from her body and fired them into the corner of the room.
“We might have to detain the suspect overnight. She looks like a danger to both herself and the community in general, don’t you babe?” he smiled as he leaned in close to her, lapping his tongue around her chin and cheeks, clearing away all the cream that she could not reach with her own tongue.
Behind the pair, Bill had reached for his walkie-talkie on the desk.
“Officer Johnson, come in Officer Johnson.”
“This is Officer Johnson.”
“We require urgent back-up here at the station. We’ve got a ten-four, I repeat a ten-four. This is not a drill. Please report for duty Officer.”
“Copy that. You’ve still got it buddy!”
He threw the walkie-talkie into the corner of the room where Elizabeth’s panties lay. Walking over towards his desk, he began clearing everything from it until just the hard wooden surface was all that remained. Marty continued to work Elizabeth’s mouth as she pressed her young body against his, yet to have uttered a word since entering the station. Bill walked up behind her and grabbed her underneath each armpit as Marty swept her legs from underneath, they carried her over to the desk, laying her flat on her back.
“I don’t want to go to jail officers! Can you not deliver another punishment and let me on my way? I promise I won’t do it again!”
“You know, we’re not just cops by the way. We’re also quite talented in another line of work.” Marty claimed as he slowly began undoing the buttons of his shirt from the top down. Simultaneously, Bill began undoing his shirt, button by button, in perfect sync with his partner. Once they had undone the final button, they sharply ripped their shirts from their bodies, revealing two sets of chiselled abs, as Elizabeth bit down on her lip in an attempt to control her throbbing urge to be fucked by these two studs. They removed their belts with uncanny similarity as their pants dropped to the floor. Marty made his move first as he slid up the young woman’s naked body, kicking his boxers off onto the ground. He moved all the way up to her stomach as Bill threw him a donut from the box.
“Thanks for the snack, we really needed them tonight!” he smiled as he slammed it into her breasts as the cream filled centre exploded around her. He spread the cream out all over both of her breasts, admiring his work before plunging his head in for a taste. Bill stood to one side, recording everything that was taking place on his phone for “business purposes” as he described it when Elizabeth shot him a confused look.
Marty traced his tongue all around Elizabeth’s breasts, biting down gently in heavily covered areas and paying particular attention to the young woman’s nipples as he traced his tongue around them over and over again. She scraped the last dollop of cream up from her breast using his middle three fingers as he shuffled up on her body, straddling her neck. He dropped his already stiff, pulsating cock on her chin and smothered it in the fresh cream, coating it all around with his hand.
“You’re not on a diet I hope? ‘Cause this meal is coming at you full fat!” he laughed as he plunged his cock deep into her mouth. The virgin panicked and struggled to adjust as the mixture of cream and oversized cock forced her to reject his throbbing member and lean to the side of the table, sp
itting cream from her mouth.
“Well where are my manners? I never even asked you if you liked cream. Hey Bill, toss me a jam one!”
Marty caught the flying donut and held it over the virgin’s head before breaking it between his two hands. The crumbs rained down all over Elizabeth’s face as jam shot from its centre, coating both of Marty’s hands. He reached down to his throbbing member and lathered the jam along his pulsing shaft.
“I do really like jam as a matter of fact.”
Marty impaled his cock into the young woman’s mouth. Elizabeth wasted no time in spiralling her tongue around it, licking every bit of jam from it and swallowing hard. Bill zoomed in on Marty as his eyes rolled in his head.
With that, the door of the station burst open. Elizabeth tried to push Marty off her, until she realised that it was just another cop. Officer Jason Johnson had his pants kicked off before he had even spoken a word to his colleagues or the beautiful young woman who was being defiled by the stud of a cop. Bill tossed him a donut as he made his way over to the desk.
