"J-Jeeezus! Are you ever hot inside!" Dean gasped as the girl's ember-warm cunt walls sucked at his gliding cock.
"Unnngh!" Laurel grunted in agony as the poker-like cock split her clasping pussy ring and the huge spear sheathed itself slowly in the redhead's nearly virginal cunt.
Dean was too wrapped up in the ecstasy of the incredibly tight, buttery warm pussy enveloping his cock to notice the girl's momentary discomfort. He rammed his stiff prick all the way into Laurel's honey-sweet pussy, not stopping until his balls came to rest against her upturned ass.
Laurel groaned as Dean's seemingly endless prick finally bottomed out against her cervix, and his nuts nudged her bung-hole. Never in her life had she even dreamed of experiencing a fullness and warmth inside her like she was feeling now.
Dean's cock felt as big as a telephone pole in her cunt – a flaming, fiery telephone pole.
"D-Do it slow!" Laurel begged her lover. "I'm a little… tight!"
Dean laughed, the vibrations jiggling Laurel's cunt via his well-berthed cock. "God, you can say that again!" the big cop chuckled. "But don't worry, I know how to use this thing!"
To illustrate, Dean worked his prick around inside its clinging, juicy socket, pumping it in and out of Laurel's wet sheath in quick but short strokes. The girl's eyes got big as saucers as the thick cock pummeled her cunt-mouth and jolted her sensitive clitty to new, throbbing life.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
The sensations stirring in her pussy were so strong that she wondered how she would stand it when this handsome, well hung stud actually started fucking her in earnest. Would she pass out when the big cock really began reaming her tiny hole?
The beautiful redhead didn't have long to wait for an answer. Dean sensed she was ready for anything and drew his towering tool back until it was nearly out of Laurel's clinging cunt. The muscular young man grabbed a handful of Laurel's well-formed ass cheeks in each hand and hung on, raising her butt slightly in the process, so that he could drive his cunt-splitter of a cock straight down into her tight little pussy.
The big ramrod slammed into Laurel's gripping slickness, and the girl released a grunt of surprise and sheer animal lust, the thick cock unleashing a sudden torrent of cum-spasms in the tall redhead's prick filled depths. Laurel whinnied with satisfaction as the blessed orgasmic twinges built and built with each thrust of the savage, hungry cock into her equally needy cunt.
"Oh, fuck me, Dean baby! Fuck the daylights out of me!" Laurel whispered to the humping, rutting cop as he banged her deeper and harder with each lunge.
"Ugh! Ooh! Ahh!" Dean grunted as he drove his prick in and out of the unbelievably soft, succulent pussy that sought to entrap it.
"Fuckerooo! Look at them go to it!" one of the on looking cops muttered as the bed springs squeaked and Dean piled his hard prong into Laurel's sucking cunt again and again.
"Agghhhhhhh! Dooooooo it!" Laurel squealed, her cunt clenching Dean's flying cock, her senses spiraling out of control as the tension built within her scorching pussy.
The two partners changed positions slightly.
Dean released Laurel's ample butt and wrapped his powerful arms around the moaning girl's back. Laurel clamped her thighs around Dean's rapidly moving hips, her legs crossing over each other to suck him in deeper with each magic stroke. Her hands coming up to lock themselves in his flowing brown mane so she could plant grateful kisses on his cheeks as he ravaged her pussy even more forcefully with his steely cock.
"Unghhhhh! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" Laurel chanted in utter bliss, Dean's prick banging her and banging her until the lovely redhead's cunt was exploding with passion.
"Can't… can't hold back… much… more!" Dean gasped, his ball juice ready to blast into the girl's awesomely tight gash as it squeezed in even more snugly around his pistoning cock.
"Let it gooooooooo!" Laurel crooned in an other worldly sing song plea, her mind floating on a fiery sea of wanton lust. "Fill me! Fuck me! Hold me tight and fill me with your hot cum!"
Dean groaned, a deep, guttural growl of sheer, sensual need. He crushed Laurel against his large muscled chest and drilled his cock into her savagely. Her tits jerked against his hairy skin and her pussy transformed into a sucking, gulping beast.
"Aghhhhhhhhh!" the young near-virgin screamed in total release as the big cock bucked and jumped inside her clasping cunt and began spraying its hot load like a firehose.
Waves of white-hot cum frenzy rolled through both of the groaning, writhing pair, their mutual intensity firing each other to new heights, new vistas of spurting, cunt-rending pleasure. The searing spasms of joy seemed endless for a few moments of absolute ecstasy, then tapered off to a warm, wonderfully fulfilled glow inside Laurel's whole body, as the huge hunk of cock stopped gushing its white cum inside her cunt.
"Ohhhhhh, it was sooooo good!" Laurel sighed, the deflating prick slowly easing out of her cum-stuffed cunny.
"God! It was incredible!" Dean panted, his face dripping with sweat but creased with a smile that said the foxy redhead had realized his every dream.
"You can fuckin' say that again!" Lucenta's lust-choked voice said hoarsely from somewhere behind them.
Dean pulled completely out of Laurel and rolled off the bed, as if he had been suddenly brought back to reality by the other cop's voice and was just as suddenly ashamed of his role in Laurel's degradation. The camera zoomed in for a close up of the girl's golden-red box, smeared with strands of sticky, cream colored spunk and its glistening pink eye oozing the spent cum down into Laurel's ass-crack.
The camera went off and the girl's half-lidded, sex hungry eyes focused on the men behind it and the lights. She realized once again that her whole lascivious performance had been not only witnessed by these strangers, but also recorded on the same camera's celluloid roll.
The shocking thing about it all, to Laurel, was her body's reaction. A needy, cunt moistening sensation crept through her recently sated pussy almost instantly as she saw the men's cocks stiff and jutting beneath their trousers and she thought about what they had seen her do.
If they had made a move toward her, the confused, horny redhead admitted to herself, she would have fucked them all! Shaken, Laurel hurried into the bathroom to clean up and get dressed.
CHAPTER THREE
"Well, how are you this fine morning?" Dean asked Laurel as he swung jauntily into the dispatch room.
"Uh… great!" Laurel tried to sound spontaneous and casual, as if nothing had gone on between the two of them the night before. The squad room had big cars, and the gossip grapevine wound through the whole building. Both of them knew it.
The other girl on the switchboard went back to her calls, after smiling a hello at the handsome young cop. Dean slipped Laurel a note and grinned knowingly at her – making the self-conscious dispatcher blush crimson – and walked off.
"Ohhhh!" Laurel sighed, drawing in her breath as she read the scribbled message.
The note asked Laurel to come to Dean's apartment that night after work for a private screening of their little love epic. He said he thought it best for her to see it with him, rather than the other members of the squad. It might be less embarrassing for her. He included his address and directions.
Hastily, her back still to the other girl, Laurel wrote a reply. Her note made it clear that nothing like last night was to happen if she came to Dean's place tonight.
Laurel got up and walked into the squad room, where Dean stood reading a report. She gave him the note. He read it with a look of surprise that rapidly changed to disappointment. But in the end, he nodded glumly and whispered, "Eight o'clock."
Laurel smiled and went back to her work. Her heart was pounding as the thought of being alone in Dean's apartment with the good looking, sexy young cop seized her and wouldn't let go. But she had to get a hold on her sexual desires, she told herself, before it was too late!