Cherry Hill Ch. 02

"Fuck she's good," Sheldon thought, "Fuck it Honey, make Daddy happy. Go on, it will make me feel good." He watched as she sucked on the tip of his cock then took the whole rod in deep. He was groaning in pleasure, his hands tangled in his hair. He pulled her head off his cock, "Oh baby girl, you forgot something."

Emily looked at him, for a brief moment, lost her little act. Then her mind grasped the forgotten thing, and her face became the innocent cherub that had his cock resting on her lips. Her fingers stroked his balls, "Daddy, can I..." she hesitated, forcing her face to flush. "Ohhh Daddy can I suck on these too?" her tongue slid over the spheres in his sac. "You have to baby girl, fuck my balls to. Suck Daddy, his cum will want to rest in your mouth, can you take your Daddy's juice."

Tossing her blonde curls back, she looked at Sheldon, "Ohhhh Daddy, I'm so thirsty, I will drink you, I love you Daddy." Emily sucked in his balls taking each one and toying with it before popping it back out. Her mouth came back and sucked on his tool, she bobbed her head faster and faster, fucking his cock deep and hard.

"Ohhhh yesss, my little girl! FUCK DADDY'S COCK!!" he pushed her mouth to the base of his cock, "TAKE IT ALL!! DADDY'S GONNA CUM..!!!" Sheldon's voice rocked against the trees as his cum shot into the young woman's mouth, she licked and stroked his rod, milking his seed. He shuddered as she emptied his cock.

Soon he was giving small grunts of releases, until she licked him, clean. "I knew you'd be a great Dad, if you could have been."

"Yes, but I think I need to check something." Sheldon pushed his hand up to the cunt, "Ohhh dear, Emily, honey, your pussy is wet."

She grinned, and spread her legs wider, as she now had settled herself on the seat of the golf cart. "Ohhh, and I probably smell bad, too, don't I?"

Sheldon took his fingers from her cunt, and ran them under his nose, then licked the pussy juices, "You smell and taste like heaven."

"Ohhh, can I taste?" Emily's eyes were hungry with lust. She sucked the cum from his fingers, as she moaned his name, "Daddy, I'm getting wetter."

Taking her hand, Sheldon led Emily to the back of the cart, he grabbed her waist and plopped her on the back of the cart. He spread her legs, "I'll clean you sweetie, let Daddy wash you."His tongue slid over the silky hair, that was trimmed nice and pretty. He licked the juices of her cunt, blew hot air into her hole.

Sheldon tasted her cunt, loving its unique flavor, "Nothing like blonde pussy," he told her before his mouth and teeth pushed and drank her fluids from her body.

"OHHH FUCK ME DADDY... OOHHHHH GODDDD" Emily screamed as she finally came, hard for Mr. Reese. Sheldon drove into her, biting her clit and pulling the lips of her sex. He fucked her till she came two more times. "Fucking Wow!" Emily sighed.

"Mmm... I hope to play with you more," Sheldon smiled.

Emily scooted off his cart, and bounced herself back to her seat. "Oh yes, I'd like that. She wiped his cum from her chin, and licked her palm clean. The two returned to the club, just as the brunch was finishing.

"I'll see you again?" Sheldon asked, a knowing smile soon turned to surprise when he heard, "Mr. Reese that was a sample," before he could ask, she handed him a gold foil trimmed business card. Emily waved and blue him a kiss goodnight.

Sheldon's eyebrows rose as he read the card; Delightful Darlings for you Dinner Dates. Emerald Eyes, Escort Service." Sheldon tucked the card in his wallet. He'd be calling Emily Krest again, and perhaps he'd find some play toys for his wife.

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Alexis Bakker rolled over and saw her alarm clock. She saw that it was set to go off in 5 minutes, but she really didn't want to be out of bed at 9 am, so she turned it off and rolled over; summer break had just started, and goddamn it, she wanted to enjoy it. The soft hum of the conditioned air being piped into her room lulled her back to sleep, her nipples hard from the cold air caressing her naked body, leaving her pussy delightfully wet. A smile crossed her face and she slid back into slumber land.

At noon, she finally woke up, got up out of bed and wandered down stairs. It hit her that she was completely naked, but she didn't care; her father would be at work and her brother would be out mowing yards and fucking the neighbors senseless. She bounced down stairs, enjoying the feeling of her breasts bobbing lightly with each step and she made her way into the kitchen, finding her very disheveled mother smoking a cigarette, bathrobe open, her naked, hot body still sweating from the fucking the pool boy gave her.

"How's Tad this morning?" Alex said, digging through the fridge, taking a little extra time to feel the cool air caress her nipples.

"Alexis Anne Bakker!" Kittie shouted in surprise. Had she been careless enough to let her daughter watch her get fucked six ways from Sunday by the pool boy again? The thoughts raced through Katherine's mind at hundred miles a minute, as well as the sickening feeling she always got when she thought she'd been caught.

"What? I didn't see you this time," Alexis said, standing up and pouring a glass of milk, facing her mother across the island in their kitchen.

"Then..." her mother slipped out. Alexis looked up from her milk and stared at her mother as if she was an idiot.

"Mom, there's cum in your hair. A lot of it. You reek of sex," Alex said before gulping her milk down. A small rivulet of it escaped the corner of her mouth and quickly ran down her chin, dripping down to her perky left tit. Kittie's eyes couldn't help but follow the drop as it gathered under her nipple and threatened to drip. Her pussy stirred back to life and flooded with moisture, threatening to drip as well. Kittie cleared her throat and tried to run her fingers through her hair as nonchalantly as possible. She combed them through a few times, finding nothing.

"Caughtcha," Alex chimed. She put her dirty glass in the dishwasher, bending over and giving her mother a good, long look at her tender pink pussy, the little bit of blonde fuzz she hadn't shaved looking golden in the light streaming through the window.

Kittie cleared her throat loudly and she felt her cheeks burning.

"So, you've graduated High School, now," she said, looking for a rapid conversation switch.

"Yup," Alex said, stepping to her mother's side. She saw her mother's jealous eyes rounding over her youthful tits and turgid nipples. She blushed a little, but still presented herself to her mother, trying to see what her over-sexed parent would do.

"So are you going to go get a job?" Kittie said deadpan, looking her almost 19 year old in the eyes. She was trying to not make it look forced.

"Why? I got the church scholarship. What do I need money for?" Alexis said, almost confused. Kittie shook her head and sighed loudly.

"That reminds me, didn't you have an appointment at Pastor O'Malley's this afternoon to talk about that scholarship? Sign some papers or something?"

"Oh shit!" Alex said, her head snapping around to look at the clock. It just rolled over to 12:05 as she looked at it.

"I was supposed to meet him for dinner at the Parish!" Alex said, flying out of the room and back up stairs.

"Alexis Anne! Don't speed! One more ticket and you'll loose your license!" Kittie yelled up the stairs. The statement barely registered with her daughter who was busily pulling clothes on. She wasn't up stairs for 2 minutes before she ran back down again, a pair of pink low-riding running pants on and a loose tank top that showed off way to much for a meeting with Pastor O'Malley. She was a blur in her mother's eyes, but Kittie still caught that she wasn't wearing panties or a bra.

"Alex, be home for..." Kittie started, standing up and craning her neck toward the door. Her voice was cut off by the slamming of the front door. "...dinner," Kittie continued, her voice weak.

Alexis didn't even hear her mother. She jumped in the Jaguar and was out of the garage and down the street, barely aware that her speedometer was registering at 30 over the legal limit. She wove through residential streets to the back way to the highway, taking alley ways and seldom used roads, trying to avoid the cops. A quick look in her rearview mirror when she was almost ready to turn back to the main road and hit the by-pass told her she didn't try hard enough. Flashing lights filled her mirror and she swore, slowing down in the alley way.

"Goddamnit, I can't get another ticket," she said to herself, rolling her pants down in front and pulling them down in the back, showing off the crests of her hips and whispering dirty promises of what lie just another quarter-inch down. She also pulled the neck of her tank top open a little further, exposing more than a fair amount of cleavage. Her hands went to her tits and she massaged her nipples to life, letting a little moan escape as the tented the fabric covering them. Alexis completed the image by making sure her seat belt was off, giving a perfect shot of her tits down the top of her shirt. She no more than finished squirming than the officer walked over to her car. He tapped on the window and Alex pushed the button to roll the window down.

"Is there a problem officer?" Alexis said in her perky voice. She smiled big and pushed her breasts together with her arms then letting them bounce a little, her emerald eyes sparkling right above her white pearls. She absorbed the Latino officer before her, taking in his tall, muscular frame and neat hair cut. She could almost get lost in the black eyes, nearly void of pupils, that shined back at her like black diamonds.

"Well, as a matter of fact there is, ma'am" the officer said with a southern Texas accent. Alexis shivered in her seat and she felt her cunt heat up.

"Oooh, officer, I love your accent! South Texas?" she piped. Her tongue licked out slowly between her lips and then along the open ridge before sliding slowly back into her mouth.

"Yes, ma'am, McAllen, actually. Now, I clocked you back there at..." the officer tried to start.

"Is it true what they say about Texas?" Alexis purred, biting her lower lip.

"Ma'am?" the officer said, his breathing visibly quickening and his skin flushing.

"That everything is," she paused licking her lips again, "bigger?"

The officer cleared his throat and was noticeably uncomfortable. Alexis blatantly stared at the officer's crotch and let out an approving moan, her lips curving into a devilish smile.

"Ma'am...." the officer started, clearing his throat. Alex giggled.

"You don't have to call me that," she said, still giggling. "My name is Alexis, my friends call me Alex, and you," she said, spreading her legs, stretching the thin pink material tight across the bulge of her pussy. "You can call me anything you want," Alex finished, trailing her finger up the officer's thigh. Her finger nail grated against the officer's rapidly hardening cock and he cleared his throat again, making Alex giggle once more.

"Careful officer," Alex paused and looked at the man's name badge quickly. "Crimson. You wouldn't want me to catch what you've got. I might need something to," she paused and looked at the cop's now blatantly bulging dick, "clear my throat," she purred.

"Ma'am, if you don't calm down, I'm afraid I'll have to take you..." Crimson started, trying to regain control of the situation.

"Please?" Alex said innocently. "You can take me anyway you want to," she said her voice gone from its perky innocence to a sultry tone. "You can even handcuff me," she said winking. She noticed the officer's impressive rod twitch noticeably against his thigh. "I'll be good, I promise," she said, her eyes glittering with apparent lust. No matter how much Alexis needed to get the Pastor's meeting, if she got a speeding ticket, she'd have her license expended. Then it didn't matter what her scholarship said, she couldn't go to school.

"Ma'am, I'm going to have to ask you to step out of your vehicle," Officer Crimson said, a broad smile on his face, with the devil griming behind his eyes. He could damn near smell this little blonde's snatch, and he could almost feel it wrapped around his 7 and a half inches of Latino heat.

"Oh? Was I bad, Officer Crimson?" Alex said, opening her door slowly, swinging one leg out, massaging her pussy with one hand, pushing the pink fabric into her golden framed slit, her other hand playing with her left nipple, pulling the shirt almost low enough to show the pink of her areola against her tan tit-flesh.

"Yes, Alexis. Please go to the patrol car," Crimson said with the authority returning to his voice. Alexis swung her hips, knowing she was showing off the top of her ass, making it perfectly evident to the officer watching her that she was not wearing panties.

"Hands flat out against the car and spread your legs, ma'am," Crimson said, with more authority.

"Yes, sir," Alex said perkily. She was starting to enjoy where this was going, and her pussy was responding in kind. She felt her breath take off on its own and her heart was a jackhammer in her chest. She felt the officer's hands run up her legs, the tips raking roughly over the soft cotton of her running pants. She shivered as he reached her inner thighs, one hand caressing, slapping, and again caressing her tight ass, the other running one finger at a time through her steamy pussy. She didn't realize until then how swampy her cunt had become and how much all of this was turning her on.

"And what have we here, miss?" Crimson said, fondling her pussy through the thin cotton pants. She couldn't help but whimper and moan under his rough touch.

"I don't know what you're talking about, Officer," she said coyly, trying to speak without gasping while the officer fondled her from behind. She turned to face him, smiling.

"Eyes forward!" Crimson half-shouted. Alexis shot her head around. "Put your hands behind your back, Ma'am. We'll get to the bottom of this soon enough," he said forcefully, pushing the fabric covering her shapely ass down, slowly exposing her pussy to the open air. Alexis gasped involuntarily at the sensation, the cool air caressing her pussy and bringing her dream back to mind, the Pastor in front of her, slowly stroking his rod...

"I said hands behind your back," Crimson said, the play gone from his voice. She felt the tip of something cold and thick smack against her ass and she quickly reasoned that it was the officer's night stick.

"Oooh, sorry, officer," she said. She was rewarded with another solid whack across her ass. Her arms went back to the small of her back and she felt the cold steel of hand cuffs slap down on each wrist. She also felt the night stick probing her anxious little pussy, rubbing along her slit, getting coated in her juice.

"Just where were you going dressed like this, slut?" Officer Crimson demanded. He softly slapped the Billy club against her pussy, making sure to catch her delicate clit. She jumped and yelped, but her back arched and she purred, spreading her legs further.

"I was going to see my priest," Alex moaned, arching her ass toward the cop behind her, her shirt barely concealing her tits as it drug higher against the car.

"Well, we can't have you going to a priest," Officer Crimson paused for a second, letting Alex feel the tip of his cock running up and down her pussy, the fleshy heat making her body tingle after the cold foreignness of the night stick. "With something to confess," he said, sliding into her cum slicked cunt.

"Oooh, Officer," Alex moaned excitedly. "This is a lot more fun than getting a ticket!" Crimson laughed and pulled on the chain of her hand cuffs, pushing himself deeper into her tight little pussy.

"I'll say," Crimson said, panting already. The exchange had left him horny as fuck, and he knew he wouldn't last long in this short blonde's tight box. She squeezed his cock hard every time he pulled out and barely let up every time he pushed in, her cum rolling out with his glistening prick.

"Officer, you're not going to cum in me, are you?" Alex said, rolling her hips in a belly dance against Crimson's cock as it buried back inside her. Crimson jerked her up to a standing position, lifting her off the ground by his cock, her tip toes barely scratching the gravel.

"You're Goddamned right I'm going to," Crimson hissed. She felt his body twitch, his muscles convulse, and his cock throb thicker in her pussy. The feeling was such a mixture of pain and pleasure for her that she couldn't even scream, her mouth open and her body trying to hunch over, but nothing came out of her mouth and she was powerless to move in Crimson's arms. Her orgasm from the sudden move left her body twitching and her senses reeling. She was barely aware of the heavy, thick throb of the cock buried in her womb as it poured Officer Crimson's cum deep into her belly.

It took everything that Crimson had to not fall over. He forced his knees to support him as he flooded the white pussy with his spunk. His body rocked and tried to collapse as he twitched, his powerful abs almost bending him in half, but he remained standing up by force of will.

Alexis felt her feet hit the ground and she fell forward against the car, her burning nipples sending jolts through her body, almost electrifying her being as she was washed over by micro orgasms. She felt the Officer's thick cock pull out, heard the squishing pop, and felt the mixture of their cum roll out of her pussy, splattering on the ground between her feet and rolling down her thighs.

"You're free to go, Ma'am," Officer Crimson said, wiping his cock off on her running pants. "I wouldn't get caught speeding again, though."

"With a punishment like this," Alexis said half-under her breath as she felt the handcuffs come off her wrists. "I think I may just develop a lead foot."

Crimson quietly laughed, his bass filled voice echoing off the fences and buildings framing the alley way. He got back in his car, Alexis pulled up her pants, feeling the cum cement the fabric to her abused skin, and wandered back to the Jag. The engine roared to life and she looked at the clock.

"Fuckin' A. 12:30. Now I am going to get it from Pastor," she grumbled, putting the car into gear and feeling her pussy heat up even hotter, her mind racing at the thought of Pastor punishing her.

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Tonya Sheldon pulled into the mall parking lot, and meandered through until she found the perfect place to park her Mustang. She headed into the mall, smiled at the security guards over by the Starbucks, and quickly settled in just as her first customer showed up.

Mall music played in the background, as the elderly lady sat down in the chair and relaxed. Tonya could smell the minty scented BenGay and she tried not to vomit over the reeking fumes. She applied the cleanser then allowed the woman to wash it off. Once her face was cleaned Tonya smeared the mask over the customer's features, grabbed some freshly sliced cucumbers and placed them on the woman's lips. "Now, I'll be sitting here and when the timer goes off, in ten minutes, we'll wash all that gunk off your face."

She looked over and noticed a young woman standing just inside the entrance of the beauty shop. "Can I help you?" Tonya asked, her eyes raking over the redhead.

"I had an appointment to get my nails done, but I don't see the girl that made my appointment for me here." the young redheaded beauty looked around her eyes resting on Tonya.

"Well she called in sick, but I can do them for you if you'd like. It won't take me to long to finish up this customer," she offered a chair to the woman in front of the table. Tonya moved the various manicure tools to the side and watched as the pretty redhead sat down. "I'm Tonya," she sat extending her hand. "I haven't seen you here before."