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All the characters and events in this are fictional, any resemblance to
real people or events is entirely coincidental. The names of any places or
persons which appear in my are completely fictional.
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Constructive commments welcomed. I am planning on writing a series of
stories involving law enforcement personnel. All will be titled
"Officer (name)"
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We'd chosen seats in the back of the stadium-stlye theater and I waited until
the last 15 minutes of the to get on my knees in front of him. I'd been
teasing him with my hand during the whole show. I don't even remember what
the was, come to think of it, because all I could think about was going
down on him.
Officer Rick Ramos was in town for a firearms training course and one of my
cop friends had asked me to show Rick a good time. Rick took me to dinner at
this little Italian place that was within walking distance form the theater.
He was quite charming; he opened doors for me, pulled out the chair form the
table for me, etc. Over dinner, we discussed what he did for work and what
he was learning at the training course. The more I talked to him, the more I
wanted to know. He wasn't the usual 'cop type' I got set up with. I felt
instantly connected to his way of thinking. This was important to me,
because although a physically attractive may provide a certain level of
sexual interest... its an intelligent that keeps my attention.
Rick was a little nervous having me go down on him so close to the end of the
movie. He confessed that although he loved the feel of a blow job, he rarely
came from them. I told him that I'd have to give him an extra special
treatment so we'd be finished and cleaned up before anyone was the wiser.
I began by lightly licking around the head of his cock, flicking my tongue in
its 'eye' with each tongue stroke. I could taste the pre-cum already and I
knew it wouldn't take long at all before I was swallowing his full load. I
reached down and undid the buttons of my blouse to reveal the pink lacy bra I
bought this morning at that cheesy lingerie store in the mall. I love buying
lingerie for my dates there - the stuff was cheap and if it got cut off of me
or torn off of me - it was no big deal. I took Rick's cock in my hand and I
leaned up to rub it against my breasts. A big of pre-cum was released
now and I knew Rick couldn't hold out much longer. I couldn't help but look
into his eyes with a wicked little smirk on my face - I was gonna make him
cum whether he liked it or not! I smeared the pre-cum into my skin and then
licked it off my fingers - all the while stroking his cock. He whispered to
me that he was about to cum, and I dove onto his cock, forcing it to the back
of my throat. Instinctively, his hands went to the back of my head, grabbing
handsfull of my shoulder length hair. The was about 3 minutes from
ending, which added a little pressure to the situation now. Rick fucked my
mouth harder now - and then the credits began to roll on the screen. Any
minute now, the house lights would come on and we'd be caught. He was torn -
does he keep the fevered pace going and hope to cum, or does he pull me off
his cock and hope to get a repeat performance at some point after leaving the
theater? I could sense his dilemma and I took one of his hands and inserted
it in my bra to feel my erect nipple. Almost instantly, his hand went back
to my head - forcing his cock into the back of my throat as he orgasmed and
drenched the back of my tongue with his hot cum. I swallowed what he had
given me and wiped his wilting cock on my one more time before
letting him zip up and put things back in order.
I was back in my seat when the house lights came up and we exited the theater
through the back doors. As soon as we got outside, Rick grabbed me by the
back of the head and pinned me to the wall, facing him. We kissed long and
hard, hands reaching and groping. He reached up my skirt and discovered I
was not wearing panties. "God, I cant wait to get you to my room", he said
between kisses. "So, what are you waiting for?", I replied.
His room was on the 10th floor. It was a modest room with the usual
furnishings... desk, bedside tables, dresser with a tv, and of course, a bed.
Rick took off his necktie and jacket - being careful to hang them properly
in the closet.
I went to the restroom to freshen up and was distracted by his police uniform
and some of his gear that was on the bathroom counter. I peeked out to see
what Rick was doing - he had turned on the and turned down the bed. I
don't know what possessed me, but I found myself taking off my blouse and
skirt and putting on Rick's uniform and gun belt. His gun was missing
from the holster - I assume he had it on him the whole time, which was fine
by me. I put his uniform hat on (you know - the one cops never wear on duty
anymore) and grabbed his baton before turning out the light and opening the
bathroom door.
I peeked around the corner and when his back was turned I dashed to the main
door and turned out the lights for the room. He turned around to see what
was going on and I sauntered toward him, baton in hand.
"Freeze Mister", I said - unsuccessfully choking back a giggle, "'The Fuzz'
is after you".
"Oh yeah? And just how 'fuzzy' is the Fuzz?"
"You'll have to assault me to find out".
And with that, Rick jumped off the bed and grabbed me before I had a chance
to blink. He threw me down on the bed and sat on top of me, facing me. "Ok,
Fuzz... lets see what you got". He reached down between my legs and fingered
my shaved lips. I loved the look of surprise that came over his face.
"Hmmmm", he questioned, "What do we have here?"
I squirmed underneath him, trying to get free. "Hey", I asked, "Aren't *I*
the one who's supposed to be asking the questions Mister?"
"Oh yeah", he said. Rick and I quickly switched positions. Now I sat on his
lap... just 2 thin layers of cloth between our loins. He was only semi-hard
now... but that would change quickly. I took off the police baton and tapped
him in the chest, "Is that a gun in your pocket?"
"You better frisk me to find out".
"Oh you betcha. I'll frisk you, all right". And with that, I started a
makeshift pat down/massage of his body - skipping his groin - saving that for
last. I eased his underwear off his hips and down his legs. I took off the
hat and gun belt , so all I was wearing was the uniform and my bra and
panties. I removed my and set them aside. I remounted him... my
pussy lips rubbing his cock. I rocked back and forth a little, watching the
look of pleasure wash across Rick's face.
I reached down and was just beginning to ease Rick's cock inside me, when he
grabbed my wrists and said, "Not yet little girl." He eased me off his lap
and on to the bed next to him. He asked me to take off my bra, and to put
the uniform back on. While I was busy with that... he silently grabbed
his handcuffs and then cuffed my wrists together in front of me. "Ok little
girl, no more messing around here. I'm gonna fuck you until you beg me to
stop."
With one hand, he held my handcuffed wrists comfortable up above my head as
he fingered my pussy. I was so wet and ready for him. Rick didn't waste
much time before he was fucking me, and fucking me hard. My arms never moved
much, my wrists were always handcuffed and held above my head. Rick liked to
dictate how he wanted my legs though. From wrapping them around his waist,
to laying spread eagled, to putting my ankles on his shoulders, to holding my
ankles in my hands. I came lightly about half-a-dozen times before he fucked
me even harder. I began to wonder just how long he was going to last.
He stopped his hard pumping and began a very slow grind. I could tell by the
look on his face that he would soon. He half grunted, half whispered,
"Babe, where would you like me to cum?"
I don't know what possessed me, but I moved my hands down to my and
squoze them together. 'Right here hon. on my for me".
Rick pulled out of my and shoved his cock between my tits. I felt his
hot ooze all around and in-between them. He collapsed on the bed next
to me, panting. "Man, you're good", he said - trying to catch his breath.
"You really know how to show someone from outta town a good time."
The rest of the night and on into the early morning, we had sex atleast 3
more times. Each time was as intense as the first. We drifted to sleep
about 6am, which gave us a few hours sleep before he was suppsoed to be in
his training session at 9am.
I woke up in bed alone at 10am. Rick left a note on the bathroom counter
which read:
"Thanks for the wonderful evening. Sorry for leaving this cheesy note, but I
didn't want to wake you. Here is my room key. I expect to be done with
today's training by 7pm, and I would like to see you again tonight. If you
aren't interested, just leave the key at the front desk. Here's a little
something that I want you to have. Hope to see you, Rick".
I opened the little box that lay next to the note. Inside was a small silver
lapel pin - fashioned as a pair of mini handcuffs. Inside the box was
another note. "I hope when I get to the room tonight... these cuffs will be
all you are wearing."
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