Sharon closed her mouth over the cock. Then the brown-haired policeman shoved several more inches of his prick into her hole and she screamed again. The other officer reached into his back pocket and produced a handkerchief. He quickly tied it around the girl's mouth and fastened it as tightly as he could. When she tried to tear it away, he grabbed her hands and held them straight out behind her. "Go ahead," he said to the other man. "You might as well finish the job. Half a cherry ain't worth a shit!”
The brown-haired officer thrust brutally, and he was lodged all the way into the little brunette's womb. He began to slide in and out. The channel was so tight it was painful for him. He looked down and saw the pussy, stretched and bleeding. It looked like he was pulling it inside out each time he drew back.
"Holy shit, Kyle, this is about the tightest one I ever got. I think those little Mexican cunts were fakin' it!” "Hey you," Kyle said to Buffy. "Get over here and put your knees on her arms. That way you can hold her down and suck my cock at the same time." Buffy knelt in front of him, after he had carefully placed one of Sharon's arms under each of her knees. Her crotch was positioned just above the bound girl's mouth. She felt sorry for Sharon, but she knew when the ordeal was over, Sharon would realize that losing her virginity was less important than being arrested and having her parents find out the things she'd been up to.
The cop with the moustache stood up in front of Buffy again, and his cock pressed once more into her open mouth. He shoved hard, and lodged it deeply into her throat. Buffy was an expert at taking them all the way down now. She had no trouble with the size of this one. It was hardly bigger than her father's. The man began to shove his hips forward and backward with increased speed, making her blow him at the tempo he demanded.
Sharon's moans under the handkerchief gag became less and less audible. Although her body continued to convulse with pain from time to time, she stopped protesting. The man who was fucking noticed that the walls of her pussy were loosening, allowing him more freedom of movement. He took advantage of the opportunity by plowing in harder and faster.
"Hey, lookie here, Kyle, I think she's starting to like it. Look at the way her little ass is starting to squirm.” "Yeah," the standing officer said, panting. Buffy was giving him one of the best blow jobs of his life. And he'd had plenty. Almost every girl he'd ever arrested seldom got away without sucking him off. It was one of the fringe benefits of his job. "Let's take her gag off. Maybe she can lick her friend's pussy while you finish her off.”
The brown-haired policeman reached over and untied the handkerchief. Sharon seemed to gasp for breath at first, but she said nothing.
"Okay," the standing man said to Buffy. "Just lower your little pussy down and let her eat it out. She was doin' a good job of that when we found you two.”
Buffy did as she was instructed. She felt Sharon's tongue immediately shoot up and begin to lick her smooth lips back and forth lovingly. The sensation was incredible! Then Sharon's head lifted up and she tried to get more and more of her tongue into her friend's hot hole. Buffy sat down harder and allowed the tongue to go anywhere it wanted to. She felt the familiar melting sensation in her loins again. It was the first time this morning she had been truly on fire! She sucked furiously on the policeman's cock.
"Hmmmm! Umph!" Sharon was making ecstatic little noises against her friends hot box. She was gyrating her hips now, and squeezing the cock that had so recently torn into her without mercy.
"Shit! She's a hot little bitch, Kyle. She's starting to milk me! I think I'm gonna blow off in about a minute!”
The standing officer was panting and grunting so hard he scarcely heard the other man's words. He grabbed Buffy's red hair and began to smash his hips into her face. Every time he shoved his cock all the way into the girl's throat he almost broke her nose against his rock-hard lower belly. It was all Buffy could do to keep from fainting for want of oxygen. He didn't allow her to take a breath between thrusts. But she knew from the way his cock was hardening and throbbing it would all be over soon.
Buffy was near her own climax. She hated to do this to Sharon, but she couldn't hold herself back. She began to grind her pelvis down hard on her friend's face, and the volcano inside her started its first eruptions.
"Uggh! Aagh!" she began to cry in little gagging sounds against the cock in her throat. "Aaggghhh!”
She was almost screaming against the man's cock now. The vibrations that her screaming throat made felt like an electric massage, and the cock couldn't hold back.
"Eeeoooowwwww-" the man shouted, not caring now how loud the noises were that came from where they were. His cock exploded in the girl's mouth and she immediately choked on the impossibly strong fountain of cum that flooded her gullet. She pulled off, still choking, and the rest of his load shot out and hit her in the face. At the same time she continued to smash her crotch into Sharon's face, almost smothering the girl on the ground. Then the other man shouted.
"Oh! Oh! Oh, Holy shit! I-i'm gonna- ahhhhhhh!”
The brown-haired policeman began to shoot a torrent of cream into Sharon's torn womb. The vibrations, and the feel of the hot, thick spurts seemed to be all the girl needed to reach her own climax. She forgot fear and pain and humiliation at this moment, and her stretched little pussy began to squeeze and milk the enormous prick inside her wildly.
"Yes! Yes! Me, too! I'm going to-! I'm going to-! Aaaaggghhhhh!”
Buffy had already gotten to her feet. Sharon's arms were free now, and the brunette girl reached down and grabbed the policeman around the buttocks, trying to hold him inside her as long as she could. When her bucking hips finally quieted down, he pulled out. He took the handkerchief that had been tied around her mouth and wiped his slimy, bloody cock off. Then he cleaned her between the legs and tossed the soiled handkerchief into the bushes. He stood up and put his trousers back on. The other man zipped up. When they were fully dressed and presentable they looked at the two little girls..
"Now get your asses out of here and don't come around here again! You understand?” "Yes!" Buffy answered quickly.
"Don't worry!" Sharon added.
The policemen walked away quickly. They went in the direction of the clearing and the girls guessed that they were in charge of guarding the motorcycles until someone came to haul them away.
Buffy and Sharon ran back the way they came. They hurried back over the wire fence and through the park, not looking to the right or left until they were once more out onto the street, heading in the direction of Buffy's house. Sharon walked a little funny.
“You all right?” Buffy asked.
"I think something's running down my leg.”
“I think I know what it is," Buffy answered. "You know, Sharon, I think this business about getting enthusiastic about something, and then dropping it after a while. Like my stamp collection. And then cooking. Mrs. McAllister said I can't keep my mind on one thing for more than a few weeks at a time.”
Sharon was silent.
"Anyway," Buffy said. "I don't think I'll be going to that park again. At least, not early in the morning. I think I'll start doing something else with my weekends. I didn't enjoy today very much." Sharon was still silent. Strangely silent.
Chapter 14
Danny Bates and Buffy sat in the girl's room again. It took quite a bit of coaxing on her part to entice him there, and he still wondered if it was wise to see her again.
But Buffy had been different that day when she asked him over. They'd run into each other in the library. He was alone at a corner table by the window, out of earshot of the librarian.
"I don't want to talk to you," Danny said in a loud whisper.
"I can understand that," Buffy said, sitting down next to him. "But I feel so terrible about the other day, I at least want to say I'm sorry.”