Reading Melissa Her Rights

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*KNOCK* *KNOCK* *KNOCK*

The noise of my nightstick hitting the sturdy wooden door was loud enough to cut through all the sound. I rolled my eyes, nipples stiff in the freezing fucking November air. I was a quarter-past pissed-off to be responding to a goddamn domestic at three in the fucking morning. Why couldn't people have the common decency to beat their wives during daylight hours?

I found myself hoping that the asshole inside would be belligerent, that I'd have an excuse to fly some heads or kick some ass, something to help me warm up and vent some of this rage at being called out to do this close to the end of my shift. I was about to be disappointed.

"Who is it?" a male voice called through the door.

"It's the police. Open up." I shot back.

"Don't you need a warrant or something?" He asked.

"Not with probable cause, Sir. Your neighbors called with a noise complaint, the sounds of a struggle, a screaming woman. That's more than enough for me to have the right to kick this door down or call SWAT on your ass if I want. Now OPEN UP."

"Alright Officer, I don't want any trouble."

He opened the door, letting me see inside. There were some signs of a serious struggle; paintings that had clearly been knocked from walls, couch cushions tossed in all directions, a big flat-screen T.V. resting on its back. It looked like the place had been tossed with them inside. His lower half was wrapped in a towel, revealing a pretty nice torso, but his hair didn't have the wetness of a shower.

I stormed in, hand gripping my club tighter as I kept one eye on him and the other looking for his victim.

"Where is she!?" I asked, not waiting for an answer as I stalked deeper into the house.

"Officer, I—I..." He didn't seem to know what to say, so I left his stupid dangling mouth and found my way to the master bedroom.

It was the smell that hit me first; like someone had just murdered a fresh pussy and put it away wet. My eyes got confirmation of the scene, a slender woman naked on a bed, her eyes all slitty with fatigue, her cunt visibly gaped wide. She did have some of the bruising of a domestic; except these weren't the marks of a knuckle or belt, this woman had been flogged with a dildo, or possibly even a cock, though it would have to be a big one.

She blinked and focused on me a bit, her voice raspy, "Wh-who are you?"

"Primrose. Officer Pamela Primrose, though the other cops just tend to call me 'Stacks'."

She sat up, "What are you doing here?"

"Your neighbors heard you screaming. What's the matter bitch?" I leaned down close to her face, "can't you just bite a pillow or something when this loser is giving you dick?"

I cocked a thumb over my shoulder at the man who'd followed me into the bedroom.

"I have a name," he said, sounding a bit stung, then added, "I'm Erik. And she's Melissa."

"Well Erik and Melissa, thanks so much for wasting my fucking time, tonight." I holstered my club and began to stomp towards the door, but on my way I accidentally stepped on Erik's towel, dropping it to the floor. Eric wasn't the only one that gasped, my eyes were captivated by the sensational piece of meat that hung—and I do mean HUNG—between his legs, swinging a little from the momentum. It was thick like the club I'd just abandoned and clearly had some give to it not being all the way hard.

I looked to his giant cock, then to the mosquito-bite tits Melissa was packing, then back to that cock. I put my hands on my hips, "Well this is just a fucking WASTE! How in the hell does a negative a-cup like you end up with a piece of grade-A pork-meat like this!?"

"What?" Melissa and Erik said as one. "And from what your neighbors are reporting you can't even take it properly anyway!"

Erik was scrambling to replace the towel but I snatched it from him and threw it in Melissa's face. While she struggled to get it off I took my cuffs out and moved to her like a wolf striking down its prey,

"You're not under arrest so there are no Miranda rights to read you...instead I'm going to give you your Melissa rights."

She gave a squeaky little shriek as I flipped her over and cuffed her arms behind her back, then dragged her to a chair in the corner of the room, making her sit facing the bed.

"You DO have the right to remain silent," I picked up her discarded panties and bunched them up, cramming them into her mouth. Erik moved on me to try and resist but I tangled his arm up and pushed him to the bed, making his naked form trip and sprawl out; I hadn't even looked at him to do it.

I used the towel next, tying it through the cuffs to the legs of the chair; she was totally immobilized now. I began to unbutton my uniform next.

"You have the right to sit there and watch while a real woman fucks your real man husband better than you ever could."

She squeaked again on her panties as I revealed my massive G-cups, not to mention the nicely toned form I worked on to keep on top of the bad guys.

"You have the right to get smothered by my big fat titties," I taunted as I grabbed the back of her hair and pulled her into my tits, rubbing her face in my superiority both metaphorically and physically.

I turned, bodily pushing Erik back down onto the bed again; he was probably strong enough to resist me, but I had leverage and the element of surprise on him at every turn. With him pinned back down I straddled him and moved down for a dominant, nasty kiss, sucking his tongue with all the lust that big dick had inspired.

I pulled back afterwards, cupping his face in my hands, keeping it just inches from my huge boobs, "Alright Erik, here's how this is gonna go. I'm gonna do you so good it blows your goddamned mind. You're gonna admit that I'm a better fuck right here in front of your wife, and if you don't let me I'll slap you two in the klink for noise violations. Is that clear?"

Erik's eyes went wide, but I didn't let him answer as I slid low in the bed, dropping down between his legs to get acquainted with that monstrous appendage of his. Up close there was no denying the glory of the thing; it was long and thick and wreathed with veins, it had a nice fat head on it and his balls were big too, making it all match nicely. I cupped those while I went to work on his head, slurping and sucking around it, not taking it all the way into my mouth yet, but using my thick lips to let him know what that might feel like.

I didn't have to work that big knob long before he was precumming right into my mouth a bit, the salty-sweet taste of him only encouraging me to go crazier on him. I pulled back a moment and looked his wife right in the eyes, holding his cock like a weapon in my fist,

I pulled the panties from her mouth, "Alright bitch, how often do you take this bad-boy to the balls in your throat?"

She gawped at me a moment, "Don't be ridiculous," she answered, "That's impossible! Look how long he is!"

I grinned wickedly and took the plunge, slurping all nine inches of his fatness into my mouth and then my throat; I won't lie or brag, the damned thing was big and it made me gag just a little bit as I forced it in, but I was tough and sound myself looking Melissa right in the eyes with his nuts on my chin when I was done.

She flushed in what was either embarrassment or rage—I didn't really give a shit—and pouted as I began to move my head up and down, throating and un-throating the monster over and over again, reflexively tearing up a little as I bobbed and bounced.

After a few minutes of that I could feel his cock literally quiver-throb with hardness and he groaned, letting me know I should stop if I didn't want to lose the chance to ride this beast, so I did, his huge head bursting from my mouth in a torrent of drool and precum, my chin an absolute mess of the stuff. Slowly I stroked him, making sure he wouldn't spunk off until I was ready as I looked at her,

"Your boyfriend's dick is fucking huge you stupid bitch," I explained, "and I can't believe he chose to settle for an ironing board like you when he could have had a proper pair this whole time!"

I punctuated my remarks by wrapping my giant globes around his giant pole, slowly wanking him off between them, milking him for more precum that spat from his cock in dollops, spurts, and streams, staining my tits to perfection. I had to slow down again, making sure he wouldn't lose it.

"Do you see the look on his face? Dude's in ecstasy!" I said to her, "You need to titfuck him if you want this kind of reaction... Oh oops, you can't, your boobs aren't nearly big enough. Oh well!" I taunted her viciously, giving my own pair another shake before I went back to deep-throating him a few bobs. When I pulled back again I gave his poor balls some attention; I was torturing them by bringing him to the brink over and over, it was only fair I thank them for the restraint.

I kissed, licked, and sucked on those bad boys in turn, rolling them around my slobbery mouth before cinching them up and taking both at once.

"Oh god, you fit them both!" he groaned in shocked delight, giving me evidence of the fact that Melissa clearly couldn't do the same; I gave her the finger as I slurped the fat pair deep enough to briefly gargle them, then came away to just admire my handiwork, his throbbing pork-pillar a testament to my fine skill at pleasuring a big cock.

"Why are you doing this!?" Melissa sobbed as I rubbed his dick all over the soft skin of my face.

I could only cackle in delight with my answer, "Because your man has a huge cock and he deserves proper service. The real question is why don't YOU do this?"

"I fuck him real good!" she protested.

That only made me grin bigger, "Not like this you don't!" I smugly declared as I reared up and just mounted that fat fucker.

For a very brief moment, I suddenly had sympathy for Melissa. I'd been summoned here on a noise complaint... and when his big dickhead first gaped me open I understood why. I bit my lip, determined not to betray the amount of sheer over-stuffed pleasure I was feeling and squealed loud, squirting just a little bit onto his big nuts as I began to bounce on his dick.

"Please! Please officer, not in front of Melissa! Not like this!" he begged, bucking a bit beneath me as he tried to sit up. That bucking only made it all feel better and I grabbed his wrists, pinning them hard against the mattress as I moaned out my delight, spilling out more gooshy juices all over him.

"She needs to know the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth!" I told him as I dropped my tits in his face and worked my hips, cunt pumping his dick hard like a fist as I move him in and out.

"What?" he groaned, uncomprehending as I bounced and bobbed, tits boobs clapping together lewdly as twerked my ass up and down his huge, rigid length, bringing huge cries of pleasure from both of us. He was saying something, but his words were almost entirely lost in my huge boobs, smacking and smothering his face as I rode his cock like a show-pony.

"You know what! Say it! She needs to hear it!" I commanded, pulling back so he could be heard, "Tell her how good this cunt is!"

"That's my girlfriend!" he sobbed in pleasure and torment, pleading with me to not make him say it.

I paused, turning to look her dead in the face, my expression calm and superior, not moving at all.

"Oh god, I need to cum!" he cried, but I just reached down and grabbed him by the balls, keeping him from thrusting and refusing to bounce on him in turn.

"You want to cum? Say it. You know what she needs to hear. I you know what I want."

He struggled with me, his hands uselessly groping my tits and trying to work my hips, but I held him on the edge, unwilling to give him the sweet release he so desperately needed. Finally he sighed in defeat and I could feel his lovely muscles utterly deflate beneath me in vanquished agony.

"She's better than you, Melissa," he said, "Her ass is sexier, her tits are bigger, and her cunt is like I've stuck my cock right into fucking heaven." His girlfriend visibly shrank at his words, tears brimming in her eyes as she recognized her sheer inferiority to me.

"Why?" she managed, voice on the edge of full-on bawling.

"Because your boyfriend's cock is huge and you're unworthy of it," I explained simply enough. Then I was bucking my hips again, but this time at five times the speed I'd been doing before. He was totally unprepared; he had no idea how much I'd been holding back and as my cunt turbo-pumped his cock, his balls tightened right up and he began to spew his huge load inside of me.

"OH FUUUUUUCK SO GOOOOOOOOOD!" he cried.

But I wasn't looking to take his whole load, I swiftly pulled off and aimed his gigantic cum-cannon at his subdued girlfriend.

"TASTE IT!" I commanded, "Witness the biggest load of your boyfriend's whole life!" I milked him and milked him, dropping a hand to massage and coax those big nuts through his orgasm, his dick throbbing as it spat out wad after rope after splat of boiling white nastiness all over Melissa's face and tiny tits. Her eyes got wide around the eighth shot and huge around the fourteenth; I made sure to aim his final five shots right into them though, so she closed them in spunk-blindness, totally owned by the sperm barrage I'd brought to her.

Erik groaned and sighed, relaxing in post-orgasmic bliss as I moved to Melissa, lewdly licking the spunk right off of her, long slow dominant licks that showed her how much I owned her now.

"You have the right to cry yourself to sleep," I said when I was done, unlocking the handcuffs, then continued,

"you have the right to try and fail to please your boyfriend's dick as I just did. You have the right to be a flat-chested, inferior little bitch who's going to call 911 yourself to try and get me to come back and fuck your boyfriend properly. You have the right to suck your boyfriend's big nuts when I'm deepthroating him and to eat his ass while I ride his cock. Anything you say is irrelevant."

There was a long, long pause as I began to get my underwear and uniform back on.

"Yes ma'am," she finally said.

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PhilLustyPhilLustyabout 1 year ago

More chapters please.

AnonymousAnonymousalmost 4 years ago
Pt2

I agree with the anon. These 3 should meet again.

AnonymousAnonymousalmost 4 years ago

Really hoping there'll be a sequel or make more husband stealing like this!

jonyoungaujonyoungauover 5 years ago
5 star performance

This is my chantelle and melissa fantasy. can then switch roles but would still be hot

jonyoungaujonyoungauover 5 years ago

If the chantelle and melissa that i know played this out for me then i would die happy. Amazing work

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