His trembling hands dropped below his waist and fumbled with his fly, trying desperately to undo the buttons on his Navy-style jeans before he found out whether I'd make good on my threat to splatter him against the wall.
My strong-arm tactics seemed worthwhile when I saw his young prick. It was a beauty; a long, slim graceful arc you generally find only on boys. My mouth hungered to taste it, and my cunt foamed for the quivering cock.
"Drop the pants," I ordered.
I wanted to see it all; the young muscular legs, the hard, slim thighs, the curly hair of his crotch and his turgid cock and balls.
He dropped his pants and stood there, naked from the waist down, shivering in the cold night air. As I saw him tremble from the cold, I couldn't help saying, "Don't worry, I'll warm you up. Just stand still."
His eyeballs practically bugged all the way out of his head as I approached him and he realized at last what I was going to do to him. I wish I could have seen the expression that followed as I kept the gun trained on him, using the other hand to steady his cock while I dropped my head on it, completely swallowing it, feeling it cram hotly into my constricting throat.
I never met a man who could hold back when I sucked their cock, and this boy was no different. Immediately, his hips began gyrating and bucking in a thrusting, rotating fucking motion as I sucked him off, satisfied that already I had given him more pleasure than he had ever gotten from all the middle-aged businessmen who had blown him combined.
My free hand cupped his balls, and I felt the smooth, hairless skin as his prick stabbed repeatedly into the spongy tissue of my throat, the shaft of his cock completely filling my mouth.
I was driving him crazy with my mouth as I put my lips, tongue, teeth and throat into full erotic play, sliding back and forth along his shaft so that in one instant his entire prick would be buried all the way into my throat and the next instant only the swollen head would be in my mouth, my tongue virtually fucking the slit at the end of his cock as though it were a miniature cunt. I dove down on his meat again, catching his foreskin and working it with maddening friction with my lips and teeth.
He may have been a well mannered boy whose sordid life was no fault of his own, but in a couple of minutes I had him reduced to a quivering mass of putty. "Oh, my God, lady," he cried, then corrected himself, moaning, "Oh, officer, suck me, suck my prick. Turn my balls inside out. Oh, sweet Jesus."
I could feel his cock swelling even more and knew that he was on the verge of coming. I pulled him out, not wanting him to come in my mouth but in my cunt, bathing my insides with a coat of hot sticky jizz that would squish satisfyingly in my pussy the rest of the night. Then every time Reinhart started to get on my nerves or started to treat me like shit, I'd just press my thighs together and feel that secret load of adolescent cum inside me and be confident that I could hold my own with any man on the force.
"Back against the wall, motherfucker," I snapped, and gave him a little help by jabbing my gun barrel into his hard gut.
The force of my shove threw him against the bricks and slightly buckled his knees, sending his prick shooting almost straight up in the air, which was just the perfect position for what I wanted. I hiked up my skirt and grabbing the totally soaked crotch of my panties, ripped them to shreds, and then straddled his loins, lowering my seeping, open pussy over his stake-like prick, the hairy sides of my frothing cunt gripping his shaft as the stony knob of his cock slid between my dripping pussy lips.
Oh, God, his cock was unbelievably hard, even more so than I had anticipated, almost as though it had a bone running through it. Instantly I felt his prick surge through my cunt so far that it felt as though it was all the way into my womb.
I shoved my crotch down even more, hoping his cock would just keep going until it was all the way up to my throat.
With the position in which I had him trapped I had to do all the work, which was fine with me. I stared at him straight in the face, pointing my.38 special right between his baby blue eyes as we fucked. Down below, I gyrated and twisted and humped and bumped, coiling down on his imprisoned prick like a corkscrew.
I knew from the increasing frequency of his groans and the increasingly hot swelling of the fleshy cock up my cunt that he was about ready to come, and I couldn't wait. I pushed down with one last slobbering gasp and felt his cock thrust up me an extra inch before it exploded inside me, totally filling my pussy with spurts of scalding jizz as though he were pissing inside of me.
I could feel my orgasm begin and climactic waves overwhelmed me, starting in the recesses of my cunt and quickly taking over every pore and fiber of my body. I came and came again, multiple orgasms reducing my body to a spasmodic wreck as I shivered and shook, impaled on the spear of his cock.
Finally, it was over and we fell off of each other, a thick pool of come and pussy juice forming on the ground between us. He was piled in a heap against the wall as I caught my breath and pulled my skirt back down over my gaping pussy, excitedly mindful of the fact that I would be riding around the rest of the night with no panties on, my cunt free to bathe without restriction in the after juice of the boy's beautiful cock.
I may have been a woman luxuriating in the afterglow of an indescribably exciting fuck, but I was still a cop, so with his cum sloshing in the warm basin of my cunt, I kept the kid covered with the gun and forced myself to speak through clenched teeth.
"All right, kid, I guess you know that I'm giving you a break if I just walk away from this and neither of us says anything about it to anyone. Otherwise you may find yourself in juvie doing some hard time for assaulting an officer. That is, until they figure out where you're from and ship you back to your parents."
He seemed oblivious to every word I said, the reaction to a perfect fuck expressed on his handsome young face. I holstered my gun and left him there, his young cock so strong that it still hadn't gone completely down after the sucking and fucking I'd given it. It twitched indomitably between his naked loins, the moonlight causing the slick deposits of cum and pussy juice to glisten on his crotch and thighs.
That sonofabitch Reinhart was waiting in the patrol car when I got back, so burned up that smoke was practically coming out of his ears.
"Where've you been?" he growled.
"In the ladies room," I answered primly.
"You coulda held it."
"I tried," I said, "but you left me out here so long I couldn't. You know what they say, when you've got to go you've got to go. It's the same for a woman as for a man."
"Yeah, sure," he muttered.
"Did you apprehend your, uh, suspect?" I asked as though I was the most naive cluck in the world.
That brought a smile to his ugly stormtrooper face.
"Oh, yeah, my suspect," he grinned, as though he was talking to someone so mentally retarded they resided in a basket. "She was a real bad one. I had her cornered but she got away. But don't worry, I'll get her one a these fucking days."
I raised an eyebrow at his language.
"Scuse me," he said, a chivalrous pig to the end, "one a these days. Pardon my language, I keep forgettin' you're a broad… I mean, of the female persuasion."
"Don't mention it," I said, and pushed my thighs together and enjoyed the delicious bubbling of cum inside my cunt that would get me through this night with my sanity intact.
CHAPTER THREE
The squad leader was Lieutenant Hardisty, naturally called Hardass by the cops at the station and not really behind his back, because he was the kind of so-called man's man who liked to be thought of as tough, and actually went around encouraging the use of the nickname.