Date: Fri, 16 Dec 2022 16:53:25 +0000 (UTC)
From: "dogbone421@aol.com" <dogbone421@aol.com>
Subject: Cop Tales Chapter 6 (Revised)

"Cop Tales"

Chapter 6

	There was overtime offered up for grabs at the end of our Wednesday
shift meeting. Being a new officer, I wanted to impress my superiors with
my eagerness to work more. So, I volunteered by raising my hand. Another
more experienced officer lifted his arm also and the two of us were swiftly
selected. It was a weekend assignment at the local fair grounds to cover
security for an event. Being an evening offering, it was perfect hours for
two second shift officers like us. My lack of experience would be balanced
out by the more seasoned officer I was going to be with.

	The annual traveling carnival that swung thru this area yearly was
going to be in town again. I was warned to be ready for the possibility of
rowdy crowds and drunken attendees as I got out of my patrol car. My
superior officer was fully in charge and asked that I follow his lead when
it came to handling the public when we met up. "Watch and learn kid," was
his exact words as we strode towards the entrance gates locked and
loaded. The crowd was sparce at this time as we relieved another set of
officers covering the afternoon hours. We walked the circular pathway that
was lined with games of chance and thrill rides with super loud music
blaring. It wasn't a particularly hot evening, but the humidity was
oppressive.

	We received the usual stares and cold shoulder treatment that comes
with being in Law Enforcement from some. But most people were friendly and
knew we were there for their protection. We strolled and talked amongst
ourselves as we eyeballed some shady looking characters. My partner was a
certified skirt chaser and ogled ever woman or young lady that passed by
that was attractive.

	"Dude, you'd fuck that wouldn't you," was said to me over and over
as we walked? Or, "God dam, I bet she has a tight pussy on her?"

	I'd nod my approval or agree with him as he'd poke my ribs. But as
you all know; my eyes were drawn to the opposite sex. It was a feast for my
senses to ogle the crotches of dudes in tight shorts or faded jeans. On
several occasions I'd have to stuff my fist in my right pants pocket to
hide my engorging cock. My bursts of bragging and horn dogging were
confined to my brain in order to keep this job. Internally my excitement
was overwhelming as I studied any dude with a big limp cock bulging. Add on
top of all that the shirtless dudes who didn't give a fuck. Man, I was in
heaven.

	As the evening wore on my uniform shirt had dark rings of sweat
under my arms and the eagerness of being here was starting to fade. We'd
strolled around the fairground a couple hundred times it felt like already
when my partner started complaining that his feet were hurting.

	"Kid, I need to take a break," he moaned to me. "I'm not as young
as I used to be," was his plea to hold up for a bit. We leaned back against
a carnival trailer that faced the midway for about ten minutes before I
offered to get us a cold drink. Headed to the nearest hydration station, my
eyes wondered to the bright lights of a ride as darkness grew. Swirling
around in circles, the blurred colors looked hypnotic. It was then I caught
the eye of the shady looking guy running the ride staring at me. His
outright boldness and confidence in his demeanor caught my attention
instantly.

 Operating the Tilt-a-whirl, he was the epitome of what you'd expect his
kind to look like. Strong, shirtless, tatted up and hairy as a fucking
wolf, the occasional dabs of black grease on him only heightened my
attraction to him. When he took a bid puff on his cigarette, adjusted his
crotch, and blew the smoke my way, I was a goner in only a few seconds. I
was always drawn to the bad guy look as luck would have it.

	I suddenly broke the spell he'd case on me already and continued on
my travels. I didn't look back to be sure I didn't give off the wrong
intentions. The smell of fresh popcorn and the sweetness of cotton candy
filled the air as I stepped up to the refreshment stand. After bullshitting
with the guy selling drinks, the Cokes were free much to my surprise. I'm
still trying to get used to all the free stuff a Police Officer is offered
for risking our lives to protect others. In a good mood on my way back with
two fountain sodas in my hands and a cow's tail hanging from my lips, the
guy I noticed before was standing at the fence rail that kept others at a
safe distance.

	"Evening officer," he fired off as I approached in an upturned
voice. Being the kind of law man I was, I stopped to acknowledge his
words. In the interests of keeping good community relations with the public
was of course my intentions.

	Leaned forward with his big arms resting on the top rail of the
fence, I could see the thickness of his forearms and the coarseness of the
black hair that covered them. Grinning as he waited for my reply, I could
see the absence of a tooth in his upper row. He had the boy next door kind
of looks that had hardened over time.


	"How's it going tonight," was my response as I maneuvered the candy
around on my lips.

	"Sticky as hell aint it," quickly left his mouth as I watched him
take me in. "Makes a officers uniform hug his body tightly and highlight
his best asset, don't you think," he threw at me as I scrunched my eyebrows
in disbelief?

	"Ah, I don't know about all that," I said quickly as I scanned to
be sure no one was close by. "It is super damp night out tonight I will
agree with you on that," I confirmed as he then stood tall and blatantly
adjusted his crotch again.

	"All this dam pussy running around here begging for it makes a man
horny as shit, don't it?"

	"Yeah, I guess it does," I answered quickly to try and put off any
wrong ideas he may have gotten when I stared too long at him before.



"Hell, by the time I get off work, it's all gone home and I'm left with
fucking blue balls, know what I mean? It's a god dam shame a man has to be
like that for the rest of the night. Hell, I'd fuck a snake at that point
or whatever else was available if I had the chance."

	"Yeah, that sounds tuff, that's for sure," I offered as I shifted
the cold drinks around in my hands as I watched his body language.

	"Mind if I grab a chew off that cow tail you got their officer," he
then asked me?

	I stepped a little closer to him and he reached out and took it
from my mouth. Biting off a piece at the end that was in my mouth, he
smiled at me as he started chewing the gummy candy. "You here till
closing," he then asked?

	"Ah, yeah, we both are," I said as I motioned my head towards my
partner who was visible just down the path a little more. "We're here till
closing time."

	"Interesting," left his lips as he turned to watch the ride slowing
down. "Maybe we both could grab a drink together later, get to know each
other better," he offered as he looked back at me and placed the end of the
candy back to my mouth? The wetness of his spittle parted my lips as I
excepted it back. Instantly I was more attracted to him like no one else in
a long time.

	"Not really sure I can do that," I stumbled to answer as he now
grinned at me with a sinister look on his face as I squirmed.

	"Sure you can, if you really want to," he answered. "It's like
these rides here. You can get on and ride or wish you had later when the
opportunity isn't available. And I got something I think a fine young
officer like yourself would really enjoy riding on. It'll put hair on your
chest for sure," he snickered as he rocked hid hips back and forth. "So how
about we talk more about it later," he finished saying as he walked away as
the ride whirled to a stop?

	I was kind of bewildered and flabbergasted as I went over every
word, we'd said to each other as I moved on. It was one of those situations
where I wasn't even looking for a hookup yet it felt like one just fell
right into my lap. Instantly my dominant brain side shouted, "Don't shit
where you're working Kent."

I contemplated weather I should chat more with this guy and allow him to
corrupt my brain further as I walked. I was brought back to reality quickly
when I approached my partner as he scolded me.

	"What did that fuck did that ex-con what with you," he asked with
disdain in his voice? "Looked like you two we about to kiss or something."

	As I handed him his coke, I replied, "Ah dude, your full of shit,"
I barked back at him "He was just saying hello and wanted to say thanks for
us being here, that's all. And how the hell do you know he's an ex-con," I
then asked?

	"Yeah, I bet he was fucking happy we were here," he said
sarcastically. "Probably had a fellow carnie picking pockets behind you or
something, trying to draw your attention away. You can't trust their
kind. Kid, when you have been around a while, you'll get those Spidey
senses you need to recognize his type. I could tell even in this dim light
he had jail block tattoos all over him. He's been locked up before, no
doubt in my mind. Am I'm sure he's had his asshole bored out in jail," he
snickered before he took a long drink."

	"Stay away from his kind kid. There only trouble. They'll try to
sweet talk you but don't listen to the vile spew."

	We continued our rounds and I had to listen as he mouth fucked
every woman we passed. But I had my own distraction as I looked forward to
passing that carnie every fifteen to twenty minutes. Each time we made eye
contact, he got bolder and bolder in his actions. The most shocking
involved him gyrating his hips back and forth and then posing like a body
builder for me. He was not the least bit worried about who might see what
he was doing. I on the other hand was hoping no one noticed it was directed
my way. Through it all, I had to grin at his craziness and shake my head in
disbelief trying not to arouse the suspicions of my fellow officer. It
became like a game between us. A game of cat and mouse I later learned.

	It was hours later when we took a lunch break. After eating, I
strode off to the men's shithouse to take a piss. As I was whizzing away
into the stinking urinal, guys were coming and going all around me.
Sneaking a side eye glance at another dude's junk is a game we all
play. Just don't get caught. Being a law man afforded me the opportunity to
grab a longer look without suspicion. You know, sizing up a suspect in more
ways than one.

	As I'm shaking off the last drops of piss, the urinal beside me
suddenly became occupied. Quickly noticing the violation of the "person
space rule," I glanced this guy's way with furled eyebrows. Instantly the
abundance of tanned skin caught my attention as he was shirtless. The scent
of a virile man flooded my senses and made my nostrils hairs tingle. When I
stepped sideways to give him more space, he stepped back, turned towards
me, and exposed his fat limp cock.

	"Sorry about that officer," came from him as I couldn't take my
eyes off his junk. That fucker was fat as a sausage and impressive looking
even soft. Floating in a nest of thick black groin hair, the top of his
huge nut sack showed also. "Yo dude, my eyes are up here," he then laughed
as I turned my head away in embarrassment and quickly stuffed away my own.

	"That thing needs to be registered as a deadly weapon," I quickly
came up with to break my embarrassment as I zipped up my pants. Much to my
surprise he laughed and caught the joke thankfully. Reaching over and
putting his big paw of a hand at the base of my back, he stopped me from
backing away.

	"You believe with a piece of meat like this I still have trouble
getting laid," he said half whispering? Finally looking up at his face, I
recognized he was the one who had been playing games with me all
night. Panic instantly ran thru my veins and I stood frozen in shock. "Easy
man. Don't freak out on me," he said as I swallowed hard and tried to
regain my composure. "Aint no shame between two consenting dudes. You like
what you see don't you? Let's talk more private outside," he said in a
hushed voice as he stepped back closer to the urinal and started pissing.

	I quickly walked over to the sinks to wash my hands. It was a busy
place as guys came and went. In the mirror I watched him walk by zipping
his fly. A smile covered his face as we both looked at each other in the
reflection. In the harsh light of the fluorescent tubes, I quickly studied
him and weighed the risks. The abundance of thick black chest hair caught
my attention as it trailed down to his waistband. Tattoos darkened his neck
and a couple small ones dotted his face. Thick black stubble covered his
lower face and highlighted his lack of grooming. Greasy black thick hair
topped his head.

 I nodded my head in approval as I watched him motion, he'd be outside as I
dried my hands. The fact that he didn't wash his hands disgusted me as I
watched his firm fat ass rock the shit out of his tight jeans.

	Outside he was standing just off the doorway, smoking, and waiting
for my exit. By now it was dark out and it was easy to disappear into the
shadows. Following his lead, I dogged him around the corner of the building
where we were bathed in darkness. Instinctively my hand gripped the top of
my holstered gun as he began to talk. As a jested of friendship, he offered
me a drag off his cigarette first. I reluctantly took it and inhaled the
strong smoke.

	"I'm thinking we got a connection here officer," he blatantly said
as I blew out smoke.

	That triggered something within me that rubbed me the wrong
way. Stepping close to him, I laid it on him. "Dude, you're coming on way
to strong for my taste. I'm the authority figure here and I think you're
trying to push my buttons. Maybe I gave you got the wrong impression early
on with me," I said firmly. "I represent the law and I have standards I
need to uphold."

	"Maybe your right," he fired back just as aggressively getting in
my face. The smell of liquor was on his breath and it was strong. "But the
way I see it, no lawman would reciprocate my attention if he wasn't a
little interested. Admit it, you're a little curious about us hooking up."

	That stopped me right in my tracks as I handed him back his
smoke. Stepping back from him, I rubbed my jaw and shook my head. "This
can't happen between us. Not tonight," I said a little defeated sounding.

	"Come on, sure it can. This is just between you and me bro. No one
would believe it if I would brag about us getting together. And trust me, I
won't. The motel I'm staying at isn't that far from here, know what I'm
saying?" I nodded my head affirmatively as I felt my blood beat faster in
my ears. "I got everything we need to have a good time together. Hell, even
condoms if I you want me to wear one," he laughed.

"But I gotta warn you now, I'm going to put up a fight about using them,"
he grinned, feeling me out. "You knock boots with a dude when your horny
sometimes, don't you," he asked as I know I looked defeated? Before I had a
chance to say anything in my defense, he started again. "I know you
do. Aint nothing gay about wanting to help out another hard-up dude when he
needs some relief. But we need some ground rules before we seal this
deal. You should know ahead of time I'm the dominant one here. I don't get
into my asshole being defiled."

	"Yeah, yeah, I figured that already," I uttered half stunned at his
outright boldness. "Could you fucking lower your voice some dude," I then
barked at him. "You're fucking lucky you chose me to test out your attempts
to bag one of us. Any other officer would have knocked out your fucking
teeth, you understand that?"

	"Of course, I know that. But I pegged you as doable right
away. Trust me, you and I are going to get along just fine. I got the pole;
you got the hole. Plain and simple. I get off just after closing. Want to
meet up in the parking lot then, make things easy?"

	"Dude, I gotta think this thru more," I confessed as he then boldly
reached out his big hand and ran his knuckles up and down my pants
zipper. Hesitant at first, I allowed him to continue as I panic reasoned
with him. "I can't get caught by my partner and he's stuck up my ass. I'll
try my best but can't promise. Plus, I'm in a patrol vehicle and that
complicates things on my end."

	"Shit dude, no worries. We'll leave it here and you can ride in my
old truck with me. Come on man, help a dude out here. I'll plug your ass
fast with this heavy load I'm packing and I'll get you back here no
problem. I confess your ass will be a little sloppy and a bit sore but
otherwise you'll feel great afterwards."

	It had been months since my training officer had cut me off from
his regular drilling of my ass. Now that I was on my own patrolling, the
opportunity to connect with another dude hadn't happened. All that ran thru
my head as this guy blatantly fondled my junk as I thought. Rubbing both
sides of my head with frustration, I broke down and gave in.

	"Dude, seriously, we gotta be careful," I pleaded. "I'm risking my
career here for this. And we need to have a serious talk about using
condoms I mean I'd don't even know if your clean or not?"

	"I hear what you're saying. But trust me bro, you're in good
hands," he said as he flicked his cigarette away. "But the use of condoms
is off the table. I'm clean as a whistle and I usually only fuck
chicks. I'll pull out before I nut you, if that's what you prefer. Those
are my minimal terms for hooking up."

	Shaking my head in disbelief, and quickly pondering losing the
chance to be with him if I disagreed, a quick nod sealed my faith. The grin
on his face said it all as I looked at my watch and realized I had been
gone way to long already. We bumped fists and as I turned to leave, he was
on my heels. Patting the seat of my uniform pants, I could hear him mumble,
"God dam, you got a nice ass officer," as I left the darkness first.

"That must have been a hell of a shit you took," was the first words I
heard from my partner. "I was beginning to think maybe that low life might
have tracked you down and mugged you," he said in a berating tone as we
moved on. If he only knew what had transpired between us. A smile framed my
face as I felt satisfaction in disregarding everything his old ass had
advised.

	The rest of the night was rather uneventful till closing. When I
passed the carnie now, he played it cool and we only exchanged looks. As
closing time approached, the crowds started thinning out. We positioned
ourselves at the exit gates, surveying everyone that left. It was then I
saw him again in the shadows straight ahead. Only the brightness of his
cigarette tip was visible after he waved to me and disappeared into the
darkness again. Making an excuse to slip away from my post, I walked his
way. When he saw me coming, he moved further around the curve so we
wouldn't be seen talking by my makeshift dad. When I stepped up to him, he
offered me a drag again on his smoke again. As I inhaled deeply, he spoke.

	"We got a date bro," he asked super confident I'd say yes? As I
nodded my head affirmatively, I pleaded my case again.

	"We gotta be super careful dude, I pleaded with him. "I'll meet you
after everyone's gone in the parking lot, OK? White Crown Victory Police
cruiser."

	"Sure, sure," he responded with eagerness. "We'll take off in my
truck and I'll drive you back after were done. And just to be sure here
man, you know what's expected of you going thru with this," he asked?

	"You mean the fact I'm about to get my ass fucked by you? Yeah, I
know what you want off me," I confessed with doughs still running thru my
brain as I handed him back his smoke. "I aint stupid dude. I know you're
only interested in getting up my ass. You're just lucky I'm as horny as you
are tonight."

	"I promise you'll get the biggest load of your life when I bust my
balls," he bragged. "That is if you'll let me finish off inside you and nut
you like I should. Come man, name a dude that doesn't want to drop his seed
in the hole he's fucking," he asked?

	"I guess you'll find out my answer to that soon," I threw back at
him as I walked away.

	Within the hour I was sitting in my patrol car anxiously
waiting. My partner had left earlier so I was free of his watchful
eye. Only a few vehicles were left in the empty field. The occasional pole
light lit the darkness around me. I was jolted out of my seat when he
approached from behind and tapped my back fender with a loud thump. "Ready
for this," he asked as I opened my car door? Getting out and following him,
we hopped into his truck that had seen its better days. When the engine
started, the roar of a rusted-out muffler filled the air.

	"Grab that bottle under your seat officer and take a swig," he
bellowed to me as he shifted the truck in gear and we pealed out. I took a
long deep drink from the bottle and coughed after I swallowed it. "God dam,
that's fucking rock gut," I cussed to him as he laughed.

	"Moonshine I picked up a couple states over," he answered as he
reached over and rubbed my thigh. "You need to loosen up some more
buddy. Take another swig will you," he said as we hit the highway.

	It only took minutes before I felt the effects of the brew. It was
no doubt 100 proof whiskey. As I kicked back and started to relax, I
unbuttoned my shirt and pulled my shirt tail out of my pants. The night air
felt refreshing blowing over my arm that sit on the trucks window sill.

	We bullshitted about sports and he tossed in a few brags about some
of the women he'd fucked. He then asked straight up if I was a total cock
hound or got into chicks also. I quickly defended myself and told him I had
a girlfriend. "I swing on another dude's cock occasionally. But I prefer
chicks," I lied.

The smell of his constant smoking drifted my way as we flew down the
road. Encouraging me to drink up, I followed his advice and downed
another. I know I must have been getting drunk because the poison in the
bottle started to taste good. He took the bottle from me and swallowed one
also after I'd finished.

	"We're almost there, so don't worry about me drinking and driving,"
he offered as he watched me. "I know your cop brain was thinking that," he
laughed. "And besides that, I drink all day long most times anyway so I'm
immune to its effects." He then reached over and ran his hand around my
neck and encouraged me to move over closer to him. When I scooted over
some, he ran his hand up to on top my head.

	"I fucking love throwing the cock to cops with crewcuts," he said
as he turned on his blinker and we turned into his motel.

	I knew the place well. Occupied by hookers or drug dealers mostly,
I had responded here many a time. Run down looking and in need of paint, it
was typical place for drifters to hold up. Fortunately, there was a parking
space right in front of his door. When he killed the engine, the
butterflies started flying within me again. Hesitant to get out when he
opened his door, he sensed my nervousness.

	"Come on man, we're here now. The worst part is over. Let's get you
inside so I can defile that beautiful ass of yours, he bragged. He opened
his door and it squeaked loudly in the silence of the night. Motioning his
hand for me to follow him, I got out and scanned the parking lot
quickly. Confident I was unseen, I quickly stepped up on the sidewalk as he
opened the room door. The strip down my uniform pants reflected brightly
from the parking lot lights as I entered.

Once inside, I felt like I'd drifted back in time. It was a time capsule
decorated long before I was born. The stale stench of oldness mixed with
tobacco filled my lungs as I entered and he closed the door behind me. The
nightside table lamp was on with a bulb dimmer then a refrigerator light.

	"Make yourself comfortable while I talk a piss," he yelled at me as
he disappeared into the bathroom. "You need to take a shit first," he
bellowed loudly?

	"Nah, I'm good," I said in a slurred voice as my arms felt
tingly. I knew I was close to full on impairment as I absorbed more of the
booze in my belly.


I slowly took off my shirt as I looked around at the place. I'll admit as I
scanned, the room was a blur. The strong sound of his piss stream filled
the air followed by a loud fart. When the hopper flushed, he walked back in
the room with his pants still undone. "You want another drink," he asked as
he tipped the bottle back again?

	"I think if I take one more, I'll fucking pass out," I confided to
him as I pulled off my white tee-shirt.

	"All righty then, how about we get down to it right away," he
snickered as he kicked off his boots? "Didn't think you'd be such a
lightweight with your liquor. Get your clothes off man while I find the
lubrication we're going to need," was spoken as I watched his pants come
off. While he fiddled around in the bedside table, I unbuckled my
pants. I'd stashed my gun and belt in my trunk safe before he arrived in
the parking lot.

	I watched his underwear clad ass moved around as he fished in the
bedside table. "Found it," burst from his lips as he showed me a tube of
pink colored lube. I kicked off my boots and stepped out of my pants as he
watched me like a hawk. "Ah yeah, this is going to be fucking good," he
bellowed as we both removed our underwear.

	"Nice little pecker on you officer. But I'm sure that tight pucker
of yours is going to feel amazing on my cock. You've taken a thick shaft
before, right," he asked as he shook out his cock and balls?"

	I was rewarded seeing his thick groin hair again and had full view
of his bull sized nuts hanging under his limp cock. "Ah, not sure I've
taken one as fat as yours," I offered.

	"You'll do great, trust me. I'll take you slow at first. We'll use
lots of lube and we'll be bucking like old pros before you know it. "So,
let's quit fucking around and get this going between us. I'm already
leaking over flow nut juice in anticipation of busting another man in
uniforms ass."

	Within seconds I was on my stomach and he was greasing up his
swelling cock. Fingering my ass with strawberry smelling lube, he tossed
the bottle on the bed beside me as the mattress shifted to one side from
his weight.

"I don't fuck around with foreplay much with a dude. We both know what we
want so why prolong the action. You agree, right," he breathed behind me as
he settled atop my back? Instantly I felt his hard cock probing for the
entrance to my body. When he nudged the back of my sack, he pulled up
slightly and found my pucker. "Fuck you smell clean bitch," he coded to me
in my ear as I felt him apply pressure. My pucker resisted at first,
unaccustomed to the girth of the invading object. But he was relentless
with his pressure and I spread my legs open wider for it to happen. Within
seconds, he'd breached me as I sucked in air quickly and squirmed under
him.

	"Easy there officer," he whispered as he forced himself in. "It
only hurts at first. Our second fuck tonight will be much easier on you,"
he said with confidence as he licked the back of my neck. "I'm going to
break you in good tonight so we can continue our fucking for the next
couple days. At least I'll pull out of the shithole of a town with an empty
nut sack."

	I was so wasted by now I just grunted in agreement with him as I
arched my hips up higher for him. "There you officer, now you're getting
into it. I'm going to make this sweet little pucker gap like a semi has
driven thru you."

	With continued movement in and out of me, the rhythm of his fuck
strokes began to fill the air. The old bed creaked as he surged forward
tapping the wall behind it. I grunted and groaned as he bottomed out rather
quickly as he bear hugged me in place.

	"Fucking cop hole is the best," he grunted as he withdrew and
surged back into me. "I've conquered two of your kind on the road already
this year," he bragged n my ear. "Got them lined up for taking care of my
needs next season already," he said between grunts. "I'm defiantly adding
you to that list now."

	I raised my head slightly as he continued to ride my back. "But is
mine at least one of the best," I asked with hunger in my voice?

	"Oh hell yeah baby," he grunted in between focusing on getting his
nut. "Yours is defiantly up there with the best."

	"Ah, fuck me," was all I could utter as I felt him nudge deeper,
stop his movement, and begin dumping his nuts in me.

	"Ah fuck I needed that," he said thru clinched teeth as he
collapsed on my back. I felt each surge up his shaft as he pumped his sperm
in me. "Dude that was awesome," he coded to me as his hot breath was felt
against the back of my neck. "Sorry I nutted so quickly but I told you I
needed this badly. Give me a half hour or so and we'll go at it again,"
came from him as he pealed himself off my damp back. I didn't even realize
I'd shot my load under myself till I adjusted my position and felt the
wetness under me.

	I lay there spread eagle almost falling to sleep as he lit a
cigarette and then smacked my ass cheek. "You need to take a dump now
princess or are you honoring me with sloppy seconds next?"

	"I'm just going to lay here," I uttered as I bunched the pillow up
and closed my eyes. I savored the feeling of being on the receiving end of
him.

	"That's a good lawman," was followed by him taking another drink of
whiskey. "It'll help as lube when we slow fuck next. You're going to be
sore by morning I promise you that."

	Drifting off for a bit, I as shaken awaken by him urging me to turn
over. "On your back this time Princess," as he hovered above me and his
hard cock swing around. "Time for some more ex-con cum up that pristine
pussy of yours," echoed in my ears.

	I rolled over and resisted slightly not remembering where and what
was going on. As I pushed against his broad chest to stop him, he became
angry with me. "You're doing this bitch whether you want to or not," he
shouted at me. Looking up, I saw him draw back his hand and smack the shit
out of my face. It stung like hell and reinforced his words. "Ok, ok," I
shouted at him as I put my hands up in defense. Forcing my legs open as my
foggy brain tried to focus, he forced my hips up and forward with no more
resistance from me. With my legs spread open, he moved into position and
laid his weight over my body as he fished his hard cock around. Within
seconds, he breached my pucker again as I grunted.

	"We're fucking over the next couple days so you better get used to
this," he said with anger. His face was blood red and a big vein bulged at
his temple. "It would be a shame if your partner found out what we have
been doing here tonight. You getting fucked by an ex con, taking my loads
like some cum whore. That would look really look good on your record
wouldn't it officer? I'd hate to have to tell him."

 Pissed to high heaven, I didn't have much choice but to comply. I wrapped
my arms around his thick back, drew my legs back and gave in. As we began
to fuck, the cobwebs in my head cleared as I grunted in rhythm to his
thrusts. My cock betrayed me and swelled up and bobbed against his lower
belly as everything became clear. My overtime partners voice now echoed in
my ears. "Don't trust their kind kid!" But it was too late for me now.


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