“You like that huh?” Jocelyn went on as she stroked her hand up and down the erection and then squeezed her fingers tightly around it. There was a kinky pleasure to what she was doing and she loosened her grip to stroke the cock again.
“Fuck…, I want more,” the cop said.
“So let me out,” she replied.
He reached to his belt and then cursed. “I left the fucking keys in my office.” He tried to pull away, but stopped as Jocelyn tightened her grip around his stiff shaft again.
She dropped to her knees and used her hold on his cock to pull him forward. He was dragged towards the door and when he pressed against it his erection pushed through the bars.
“Little slut,” he said and laughed.
“Stop fucking complaining, you’re getting what you want aren’t you?”
“I’m getting the start of what I want,” he corrected her.
Jocelyn shuddered at the thought that sucking the cop’s erection through the bars of the cell was just the beginning of what she was about to experience. She continued stroking her panties along the erection as she leaned forward to kiss on the very tip. Her lips became sticky with pre-cum as she brushed her mouth from side to side and it brought the taste to her.
The officer pressed right against the bars as he tried to fuck his cock in her mouth, but for the moment she was in control of the action. She suspected that wouldn’t be the case once she was let out of the cell and made the most of her time in charge. Kissing on the tip of the erection, she wrapped her fingers around it tightly and then pushed forward to let her lips slide over the slick head. As she held it in her mouth she worked her tongue around it. Pulling back up, she dropped some spit on the tip and worked it in with her fingers before wrapping her mouth back around the stiff cock.
This time she pushed lower to enjoy the touch of her lips sliding over the thick, throbbing veins. There was no holding back her excitement as her mouth filled and she started to bob her head. She was conscious of how close she was to the bars and so didn’t go wild. The feel of such an erect cock throbbing in her mouth was a thrill she couldn’t get enough of though and she could tell by the sound of the panting gasps that the cop was enjoying the touch of her soft, wet mouth.
When she pulled back she held the erection tightly to stop the policeman moving away. Flicking out her tongue she toyed with the slick head and enjoyed the throbbing response of the cock each time she rasped a touch across it. The temptation to take it back in her mouth was too much to resist and she started bobbing her head again to give the cop what he so obviously wanted.
She slowed her movements as she pushed further down the shaft until her head was almost touching the bars. The officer pushed his hand through and grabbed hold of her hair so that she couldn’t back off and she was forced into almost taking his full length deep throat.
Even as she gagged and started to struggle she wasn’t allowed to back off. The erection twitched against the soft skin at the back of her throat and she felt the pain of the tight hold on her hair. It was finally released and as she rocked back she almost fell over. She was panting for breath and as she looked up she saw the desire written all over the watching face. When the officer turned away she knew he was going to get the key for the cell and she became aware of the slick sensation between her thighs.
She got up to wait and her eyes locked on him when he returned. He fumbled the key in his eagerness to get the door open and cursed. The key finally slotted in the lock though and the click showed that there was now nothing stopping him getting at her. He opened the door to move inside and Jocelyn flinched as it was slammed shut again. The click of the lock turning showed that she was locked inside with a horny, muscular man that planned to use her.
“What if your colleague comes back?’ she asked.
“I’ll open the door and let him in here,” the officer said and laughed.
“Fuck off…,” she replied and wasn’t sure if he was joking or not. She hoped she wasn’t going to find out and that she would be long gone before the other policeman on duty that night returned.
Jocelyn put her hand on her chest and could feel the pounding of her heart. She moved away as the policeman stepped forward, but when her back touched on the cool of the concrete wall she knew there was nowhere else to go. The officer reached out and stroked a touch on her hair when he got to her. It was gentle at first, but when the grip tightened her head was held in place against the wall as he leaned forward to a kiss. The rough touch of lips made her gasp and she thrilled to the passionate moment.
The officer moved forward to press his erection on her midriff and shivers started to race down her spine. His tongue slid between her lips to play in her mouth and she licked touches on it. The grip on her hair eased as the kiss ended and the cop grinned. He reached for her wrists and his hand easily wrapped around both to hold them together then trap them on the wall above her head.
The shivers continued to race down her spine as a touch played on the hem of her skirt. The cop pushed his hand underneath and his grin grew wider as he touched on naked skin. He forced his hands between Jocelyn’s thighs as he stroked his hand higher and she tensed when fingers pressed on her pussy lips.
“Oh yeah…, do you like that?” he asked as his fingers brushed over her slick skin.
Jocelyn didn’t answer. She rocked her head back and let out little whimpers as the touch got rougher. With her hands trapped against the wall there was nothing she could do but take what she was being given. She wanted it though and groaned as the flashes of pleasure rippled through her body. Her thighs were forced further apart as the officer worked to get his fingers inside and when he teased her open he plunged them deep.
Jocelyn let out a gasp as her body responded to the penetration. The wetness of her pussy helped the fingers slide in and out easily and the touch went from gentle to rough as the cop got caught up in the excitement of what he was doing. When he pulled his fingers out, he brought his hand to Jocelyn’s face.
“No…,” she gasped and tried to turn her head away. There was no avoiding it though and the taste and scent of pussy came to her as the fingers were stroked across her mouth. The touch then slid down her body to the top button of her blouse. The cop released it and slowly worked lower to open the blouse and pull the sides apart. He grabbed at Jocelyn’s bra to drag it lower and expose the naked skin below.
“I think you are enjoying yourself,” he said as his fingers touched on the bullet hard nipples.
“Fuck off,” Jocelyn muttered under her breath, but there was no denying that his words were true. The touches on her body were bringing out her hunger for sex and she knew she wanted more. She gasped as her nipples were pinched, but the slight agony only heightened the ecstasy and shudders wracked her body.
When the cop leaned lower to kiss on her tits, he finally let go of her wrists. The sweet sensation of lips pressing on her skin lasted for only a second though. Jocelyn almost let out a shriek as she was turned around and held against the wall. The bra was pulled from her and she struggled as her arms were dragged behind her back, but the officer was far too powerful for her to resist. Handcuffs were snapped around her wrists and when she was turned back to face him she was cuffed and under his control.
Touches played on her breasts again as rough kisses and licks teased her nipples. The prickle of his stubble added to the sensation and her body tensed as she was used. The passion flared as the cop continued to play and he moved to get his willing captive completely naked by releasing the button at her hip. A tug on the skirt sent it to the floor and when he pulled Jocelyn away from the wall she was his for the taking. He dragged her across to the chair and laughed as he sat down.
“I can’t let you leave here without some punishment,” he said and the sound of his laughter got louder.
Jocelyn squealed and struggled, but she was dragged face down across his lap. She groaned as a gentle caress played on her ass cheeks and as she squirmed around the hardness of the e
rection played on her midriff. She suspected the gentleness wouldn’t last and was proved right as a spank landed on her buttocks. Her face screwed up and her muscles tensed as the heat of the pain took hold.
“Fuck…,” she cursed loudly as the tension turned to shudders that made her squirm around even more.
The cop groaned as he took in the pure enjoyment of her body rubbing against his cock. When her writhing slowed he spanked his hand on her ass again and Jocelyn cried out as the sharp pain seared into her skin. Her buttocks grew redder by the second as his hand continued to crash down on her and she started to beg for the torment to stop. He was enjoying himself though and continued spanking her until his mind turned to more.
Jocelyn was pushed to her knees on the floor, but when the officer stood up he pulled her to her feet. She was moved into position at the back of the chair and pressure on her neck made her lean down on it. It left her bent over and completely at the mercy of the man holding her captive and he moved forward to take advantage.
The groan that she let out as the cop’s erection pressed on her butt was part agony, part ecstasy. She could still feel the heat of the pain that reddened her skin, but the touch of the hardness was a thrill.
When her ass cheeks were spread apart she knew what was coming and it was all pleasure when the tip of the stiff shaft stroked along her slick pink slit. The sound of her whimpers seemed to bring out the animal in the man behind and he pressed forward to trap his cock against her pussy. His hands came around to grab at her tits and she gasped his fingers sank in her soft skin.
The cop rocked his body to press his erection more forcefully against her pussy, but he eventually moved back to give himself a little room to work. He released the grip of one hand to take hold of his cock and work the tip to Jocelyn’s wet opening. She closed her eyes as a touch was teased around the slick skin before a push forward slipped the head of the thick erection just inside. The policeman stopped to enjoy the soft wetness wrapped around him and brought his hand back to her breast.
His grip on the soft mounds tightened as he pulled himself forward and his loud cry rang around the bare walls as he buried his full length in her wet cunt. His breathing was ragged and his chest heaved as he held deep so that he could grind his body in Jocelyn’s butt. The agony and ecstasy combined again to send a rush of desire through her body and she was pinned against the chair as the cop pressed forward onto her.
He started to thrust his hips back and forward slowly at first to send long strokes of his cock plunging deep in her pussy. The breath rasped in his throat as he enjoyed the thrill of using his bound captive. His movements gradually began to speed up though so that his body slapped harder on Jocelyn’s reddened butt. Releasing his grip on her tits, he straightened up and grabbed at her handcuffed wrists to pull on them as he thrust forward.
The pressure started to build in his body as he pushed himself to greater efforts and he moved his hands to the soft curve of Jocelyn’s hips. He grabbed on tightly as he worked himself to a frenzy of sex that drove his erection deep in wet cunt time and time again. He could feel himself coming closer to a release, but worked to control himself to enjoy the delights of a pretty girl’s body for as long as he could.
Jocelyn was losing control as she was fucked and her body responded to the excitement of the moment. Her moans got louder as the policeman’s muscular frame continued to slap against her. She closed her eyes tightly to enjoy the touch of stiff cock sliding against her slick pussy walls as it fucked in deep.
The rush of pleasure started to grow out of control and she pushed herself back to meet the frantic thrusts. It finally overwhelmed her and she let out squeals of delight as the orgasm set a fire burning between her thighs that flooded out to engulf her body. She was quickly lost to the sensation as it climbed to a shattering peak that closed her pussy tightly around the still thrusting cock.
The peak of Jocelyn’s climax caused the onset of the cop’s and he let out a loud groan as he lost control. His hips shot forward in a violent convulsion that released a hot stream of white, and it was quickly followed by more. Jocelyn winced as the tight grip on her hips dug in her flesh and she tensed her muscles to keep herself clamped around the throbbing erection as the hot flood of cum splashed inside her.
Their bodies remained pressed together as the peak of the pleasure continued to hold them in its grip before it slowly died away. The hard jerking of the erect cock finally calmed and their bodies trembled as they came down from the intense high of the moment.
Jocelyn groaned as the officer leant forward and pressed his weight down on her. When he finally straightened up again he pulled back and as his softening erection came out it was followed by trickles of white that slid down her smooth thighs. He grinned as he watched the dirty sight and then worked to get his cock back in his pants so that he could zip himself up again.
Jocelyn straightened up and was suddenly all too conscious that she was completely naked. There was little she could do with her wrists still cuffed behind her back and she pushed them out towards the cop as she spoke.
“I want to go,” she said quietly.
He moved up behind her, but his hands gripped her ass cheeks to squeeze them hard and at first he ignored her pleas to be released. He finally relented though and she was quick to move around and gather up her clothes to get dressed.
“I can go, right?”
The cop moved to unlock the cell. “Be my guest,” he said as he held out his hand toward the door.
Jocelyn quickly stepped out before he could change his mind. She walked to the door of the station and didn’t look back as she left. It was going to be a long walk to get to her car, but it was either that or go back and ask for a ride and she suspected the cop might get more ideas if he was alone with her again.
“Some fucking night,” she said and headed into the darkness to finish her journey home.
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Civilized
by
Nellie Cross
I have about a month until my graduation from Berkeley. A month until I can finally get my life started. School is fine and everything, but I’m ready to get out into the world, even if things are uncertain with the economy and all. I should be alright though, with me getting a degree in economics and having several internships under my belt, I hope I’m fine.
Today, I’m at the gym working out. I have to keep in shape — nobody likes a fat frat boy, unless he’s funny. But being well put together and funny will get you laid more. At 6’1, 246 pounds, I get laid a lot; once I get out into the world and stop making my own money, and stop living off of my dad, I’ll get laid even more.
Don’t get me wrong, coming from money is great. I have friends that survive on Top Ramen for a week while I can afford a nice steak, but my dad and I don’t have the greatest relationship. I think he’s too stern, and he thinks I’m too relaxed. He’s also disappointed that I didn’t try to come and work for his company. No thanks Dad.
My mother left my father and granted him full custody of me in the divorce, with her getting visitation. I figure that she had some type of breakdown being married to a man like my father, who treats everything like a business transaction, and not a humanistic transaction.
So when he calls me just as I’m completing some reps on the bench, I’m a little annoyed. What is he going to bitch about now?
“David,” he says (because he never calls me Dave like everyone else), “you have to come home, now. Isabella was in a car accident, and she’s in a coma…..”
Isabella is my stepmother. She’s the woman that raised me after my mother left my dad. Isabella is a saint. How she managed to put up with my father, after my own mother wouldn’t, is a testament to her patience, kindness and overall
toughness. She doesn’t let my father get away with treating her as if she’s one of his employees. She went to bat for me many times when my dad would lay into me about my life. I love her as much as I love my own mother. She damn near is my mother. For her, I will make that six hour drive home.
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…beep…beep…beep…beep
The breathing tube in Isabella’s mouth looks as if it’s floating above her mouth. Her lips are chapped and pale, much like her face. I swear I saw her eyelids flutter, but it’s me getting my hopes up once again. She’s been like this for almost six months, and every day it looks like she’s no closer to waking up.
When I got home the day after the accident, I saw a man that wasn’t my father. He was broken down, tears streamed down his face, his entire appearance disheveled, a far cry from his neat and composed President of Traffix Works look.
I did something out of character also, and hugged my father. I helped him up off our tiled living room floor and ushered him to one of our leather couches. It squeaked as we both put our collective weight on it.
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