When Buffy's mouth started to really work on her, Sharon decided to give as good as she was getting. She grabbed Buffy's bare ass and pulled the girl's crotch roughly into her face. Buffy's cunt lips seemed to open wider than Sharon's. She supposed it was because Buffy had had cocks shoved all the way up inside there. In a way, this fact fascinated the girl. She probed in with her tongue, sailing past the smooth, hairless lips, and tried to see how far up her friend she could go. Her tongue disappeared completely, and still she met with no barriers.
Buffy was equally fascinated with the tightness of Sharon's pussy. There seemed very little room beyond the small lips of the vagina. Her tongue pushed and pushed, but it wouldn't go past a certain point. She concentrated instead on licking straight up and down the lips. The clit began to get erect, and Buffy knew enough to give it a little nibble, hoping that Sharon would have enough sense to follow suit.
In a moment, both girls were moaning and squirming their bodies against one another, rolling from side to side on the ground.
Buffy saw the four feet first. She pulled her head away from Sharon and Sharon saw them too. Both girls gave a startled cry. They looked up and saw two policemen staring down at them. They weren't the same policemen who'd been in the clearing.
"And just what do you two think your doing?" one of the cops asked.
"They're probably friends of those others,” the other cop said. "They were probably lookouts. They're in trouble!"
Chapter 13
"Let's go!" one of the officers said.
Buffy gave the two men a quick appraisal. They were both tall, in their mid-thirties, she would have guessed. One of them had a moustache and long sideburns. His hair was black. The other had brown hair, cut a little shorter. They both seemed athletically built, and their faces were square-jawed and handsome.
Buffy batted her green eyes at them.
"Honestly, Mr. Officer," she said to the one with the moustache and sideburns, "we aren't part of that gang that was down there. We were just watching and seeing what they were doing to that woman. We would have tried to help her, but we were afraid of those men!” "If you were afraid, you shouldn't have stayed around here. And just why were you two playing with each other like that?”
This question came from the brown-haired cop.
Buffy was thinking fast. If her father found out she was involved in another spying game, his threat of a girls’ school hung over her like a dark cloud. And there would be nothing she could do about it. Even if she threatened to tell her mother what he'd done to her, she doubted if she'd be believed. Her alternate plan meant the sacrifice of her best friend, though.
"Well," Buffy said, "to tell you the truth, Sharon here-" She glanced at Sharon. The dark-haired girl was just sitting and staring, too frightened to open her mouth. "-she was fascinated by seeing a woman get raped. She told me she'd always wanted that to happen to her, too. She wanted to see it happen.”
The policemen shook their heads in disbelief.
"Now I've heard everything," the policeman with the moustache said. "You expect us to believe that?” "Look how excited she got watching," Buffy said. "You saw what we were doing. She begged me to do it!”
Sharon shot an angry look at Buffy.
"Liar! I'll never speak to you again!" Sharon spat out.
"Okay, get your pants up and come along. And be quick about it," the moustache said.
"Hold it, Kyle," the brown-haired cop said. There was a noticeable bulge starting in his crotch, and he reached down and gave it a little squeeze. "I don't know who these little bums are, but they sure as hell were turned on by that orgy in the woods. Shit man, I ain't had a piece of tail in a week. The old lady's got the red flag up. Why don't we try these two out?” "Are you crazy? I don't even think they're teen-aged yet.” "Who the fuck cares? They sure as hell ain't gonna cause any trouble about it." He began to unbuckle his uniform pants. He took off his gun holster and laid it on the ground. "You stand there and keep watch. If the redhead tries to run away, shoot her.”
Buffy was alarmed, but she knew he wasn't serious. Not about the shooting, at least. She was familiar by now with the way adults chose to frighten children. She'd seen a lot of it in the past couple of weeks.
The officer had his trousers completely off now. The other cop shrugged his shoulders, and began to dart his eyes around in every direction. From where he stood, nobody could have approached within a hundred yards without being seen. Unless it was a midget.
Sharon crouched back on the ground, her eyes wide with terror. The policeman approaching her was nude from the waist down. He had kept on his shoes and socks, and that was all. His cock was almost as big as the blond man's she'd sucked at Ralph's house, and there was no way on earth he could get inside her virgin pussy without killing her. Or so she thought.
"Look," the officer said, crouching down and spreading the child's thighs wide. "It's still wet. Hey, Red," he said to Buffy, "you sure know how to use your mouth. Why don't you take care of my friend's cock?”
The idea appealed less to Buffy than it should have. She was puzzled by the fact that nothing this morning had excited her to the point that she had expected.
The policeman with the moustache unzipped his fly and pulled out a cock almost as big as his fellow officer's. It was circumcised, and the red head was straining forward already, pushing the rest of the skin so tightly back on the shaft it shone like silk.
"Yeah, get over here and let's see how that mouth of yours works on a dick.”
Buffy felt that she and Sharon, despite what they had to do with the policemen, were buying their freedom. She didn't want to screw up the works now. She quickly advanced to where the handsome officer stood and dropped to her knees in front of him.
"Play with your pussy when you suck me," he said. "I want to watch!”
Buffy did as she was told. She held his cock in one hand and with the other she inserted two fingers into her wet cunt and began to work them in and out.
The other officer was between Sharon's legs now, on his knees. He lifted them, bending the knees, and pushed them straight back. Holding them with one hand, he spit into the palm of his other hand and smeared the end of his cock.
Suddenly, Sharon panicked.
"You can't!" she cried. "I'm a virgin! You can't do it!”
He smiled at her.
"Well, now, that's kind of interesting. You see, I've made a specialty all my life, of busting cherries. Every chance I get. I was in Mexico once, little girl, and you can buy cherries there for five dollars a bust." He placed the wet head of his club against the tender lips of her pussy and moved it up and down. "Just remember, once it's gone, you don't ever have to worry about losing it again!" With that, he flexed his buttocks and half his cock tore into her hole, ripping out everything that was in the way. The child screamed. Her screams grew louder and louder. Blood began to trickle from the stretched hole, and her body shook convulsively.
"Hey, Kyle," the fucking officer said, "get over here and sit on her face or something. We can't have that screaming going on. She'll have everybody in the park coming around.”
The other cop pulled his dick out of Buffy's mouth and approached the prostrate Sharon. He glared down at her.
"You want my ass in your face?" he asked, unbuckling his trousers.
Sharon's eyes were filled with tears of terror and pain. She stopped screaming, and she shook her head back and forth. She tried to speak, but her voice could not form words. Every sound from her throat was like a hiccup. The standing cop buckled his pants again, but he left his cock out, throbbing and glistening.
"Maybe she'd like to have this for a pacifier instead," he said. He squatted down and pressed the head of his dong against her lips. "Suck it, baby. Suck the milk out of that bottle!”