Sultry Tales 04 - Officer Joey's Op

"Then there is no negotiation. You have two options. The first is I take you in now and everything becomes public."

"No, no Joey. That's not an option for me. What's my other option? I'll do anything you want," she answered desperately. "Anything."

"Then option two it is Pam. You know the Starlight Motel up the road?"

"Yes, I know it" she answered.

"I bet you do,"

"No, I mean I've driven past it and..."

"Save it," I interrupted. "You're going to reserve us a room and use it to work off this DUI by expressing 'your appreciation for my public service.' You're going to make sure it's the best fuck I've ever had or the deal is off."

Pam gasped in disbelief.

"Or I can cuff you and take you in."

"No, no," she said. "Okay, okay."

"What's your choice?"

"I'm going to give you the best fuck of your life, guaranteed."

"Before we go, I need to make sure that you're not concealing any weapons. Anything that I should be aware of?"

"No, of course not," she said, putting her hands up. "Impossible to conceal anything here."

"You can never be too sure. Turn around and put your hands on the back of your car."

Pam strutted to the back of her car and put her hands up on the glass. She looked over her shoulder, spread her legs and smiled as I approached.

"Eyes forward! I'm going to be thorough. You never know where a perp might be hiding something."

I moved up behind her, reached around her body and fondled her firm and voluptuous tits. Pam moaned with pleasure. I was surprised by how much she was starting to enjoy this. I tugged her top down just barely above her nipples to maximize the exposure of her tits. They were already erect, either from the coolness of the night air, or more likely, from arousal. She pushed her ass back against me, rubbing it against my pants.

"Stand still," I ordered.

She offered a small whine of disappointment.

I slid both hands down her body to the bottom of her tiny skirt. She moaned with pleasure. I yanked her tiny skirt up, revealing her ass.

"Mmmm," she volunteered.

I squeezed both ass cheeks in my large muscular hands, massaging them roughly.

"Yes, yes," she said, pushing her ass toward me. "Harder."

"The little slut," I thought to myself. She was used to manipulating things to get her way. I spanked her ass hard.

"Oh, yes," she said. "Slap me again, Officer. I've been so bad."

I slapped her again, reddening her cheek.

"Fuck," she said.

"What a little slut," I said out loud. I clutched her tender ass cheek with my right hand while working my left hand up her left leg. I moved tortuously slow until I reached the apex of her womanhood. "You little whore," I said. "The wetness of your panties is giving you away. You're turned on by all this." I pulled her thong down her legs, leaving her ass and pussy fully exposed. She moaned without argument. I slid my thick black baton out of my duty belt and pressed the end at the top of her ass. She gasped as I moved it slowly down the canal between her cheeks until it arrived at her pussy. She pushed her ass out farther, as if begging for it. I slid it forward between her legs, against her damp pussy.

"Oh fuck," she said. Her knees buckled as the baton glided easily through her drenched folds. Her body quaked.

I retrieved it, pulling it through the same path against her pussy. She gasped again as her body quivered with desire from the torment. The baton glistened as I held it up in the light. "Fuck. You're soaked. I reached the baton around her aroused body. "Suck it clean, Slut."

Starting at the mid-point of the shaft, Pam's tongue eagerly licked its length until her lips reached the end of the baton. The top of the shaft suddenly disappeared into her mouth. She ravenously devoured it until she cleaned every drop of her wetness from it.

"Now, turn around and start begging me to fuck you," I ordered.

"What?" she asked, surprised. "Right here? Now?"

"You heard me. Beg me to fuck you like you mean it. It's got to be seductive and convincing. I'm going to record it on my phone. If you ever try anything, I'll show what a slut you are, begging me to fuck you as something that took place between two consenting adults. I'm sure Ashley, the bank, and everyone else will be glad to see it too." I held my phone up toward her. "So, show me the slut you really are Pam. You won't even need to act."

I continued to hold the flashlight up to illuminate her body in the pitch-black darkness on the side of the road. "I'm starting the video in 3-2-1."

Pam's face immediately changed even more to a seductress. It was as easy and natural as changing earrings for her.

"Hey Baby. Please, let me fuck you. I have to have you, Joey. I want you." Pam pulled her top all the way down. She fondled her tits as she continued. "Have your way with me. There isn't anything I won't do." She continued to push her hands down her petite body. She lifted her skirt again, with one hand fingering her pussy while the other fondled her tits like a porn video. "I am so hot. Please fuck me Baby. I need your cock now. Don't make me wait any longer. I've fantasized about you." She licked her lips. Please, Joey. My pussy is so wet. Fuck me. Take me. Use me. Make me yours. I have to have you."

I stopped the video on my phone, amazed at how easily she became a desperate little slut. "I should make you do it again, but that will do," I said. "What a fuckin' skank you are."

Pam blushed.

"Now get your ass to that motel."

"But wait, what do I tell my husband? He's expecting me."

"What do I care?" I answered. "Tell him you won't be home tonight. Tell him you are whoring your way out of a ticket. I can give a shit what you tell him. This was your idea."

"Oh fuck," she said.

"If you'd rather, I can cuff you and take you in to the station. You can tell him to pick up your car and call a lawyer, because your DUI is about to fuck your lives up forever. And of course, I'll be glad to share your video with him."

"Okay, okay," she said. "How do I get myself in these situations?"

She drove to the motel as ordered. I followed her. I parked in the poorly lit lot and watched her go in to the motel office. As I waited, another car pulled up next to me. A young couple started making out in the car. The girl moved to the lap of the driver. The car rocked as they lustily devoured each other, unaware anyone was in the car next to them. The driver's side door suddenly opened and the two toppled out. Both of them were drunk and insatiable. The girl's top was open revealing her 34Ds. Her skirt was pulled up around her waist. His pants were open and his hard cock out.

"Fuck, Camryn, you're such a whore. Let's get inside where I can fuck you right," the guy said.

"You better hurry, Chase," she said. "I'm so horny, I'll fuck you right here. Get the dungeon-themed room," she said. "I have plans for you."

They laughed as they stammered together toward the motel office, their hands all over each other.

Pam walked out of the office and looked for my car. She pointed to a room in the center of the long line of rooms and started walking toward it. I watched as she strutted toward the room, used the key and walked in. I remained in the car a few minutes to let her grow uncomfortable waiting. I thought of Ashley and what she would think if she knew I was about to fuck her mom all night. Pam toyed and teased me the whole time I dated Ashley. She even told her daughters at dinner she would love to have her way with me in the bedroom with a pair of handcuffs. She had no idea how prophetic her words would be.

I looked at the clock on the dash of my car. My shift was officially over. I got out, locked the car and walked toward Pam's room. I walked in and locked the door behind me. There was an awkward tension that filled the room. Pam stood at the end of the king-sized bed, waiting for me like a whore.

"You're such a little slut. I see where Ashley gets it," I said.

Pam smiled back without saying anything. She didn't deny it. She just looked at me lustily.

"And now, you're competing against your own daughter. She is by far the best fuck I've ever had. There isn't anything that girl won't do. You should be proud of her. Now you guaranteed you'd be the best fuck I've ever had. With the things she's done and the fucks we've had, that will be very hard for you to do."

"Oh, shit," she said. She hadn't thought of that when she made her guarantee.

I reached down and took my handcuffs from my duty belt. "I understand you have some ideas about the right way to use these?"

"Wait! How do you know that?"

"Because I'm that good, Bitch. I'm better than you even know. I'm the best thing that ever happened to Ashley. Now it's your turn. Time to prove yourself."

Pam's face showed determined seduction. I don't know if it was her competitiveness, the opportunity to finally have me for herself, or the sheer lust of her insatiable sexual appetite. It could have been a combination of all of them, and more. She offered a smile and wink. "You're on, Joey," she said. She pulled her top off, exposing her tits. Her dark erect nipples stood out in front of her. She walked toward me in a sultry way. She began unbuttoning my shirt while rising up on tip toes to offer a kiss. "I guess I have to do whatever it takes to pay my debt to society," she said.

I took my duty belt off as she continued to unbutton and remove my shirt. Her fingernails raked my naked muscular chest before moving her hands down my abs to begin removing my pants. I kicked off my shoes. Pam knelt down in front of me as she lowered my pants and boxers into a pile around my ankles. My already hard cock bounced up in front of her face. She looked up with her wide eyes, smiled as she licked her lips. "God, I've dreamed about this. It's even bigger and more beautiful than I imagined." Continuing to lock her eyes onto mine, she wrapped her lips around the head of my cock before making it disappear into her mouth. She filled one of her petite hands with my balls and began massaging while the other reached around to take hold of my ass, pulling me against her. She slowly slid her mouth off of me. She smiled before licking the entire length of my shaft from the bottom to the top, then took the head of my cock back into her wet warm mouth.

My knees buckled. I couldn't deny that she was good. Her experience showed. I reached down and laced my large fingers through her hair behind her head. Saliva poured from the sides of her lips. She grabbed my ass harder, pulling me more firmly into her. Pam moaned lustily as I began fucking her mouth.

"Fuck, yes, you Slut!" I yelled. She felt so good. Her lips skillfully detained my cock while her tongue mercilessly interrogated it from the inside. She was insatiable. She pulled me over to the tall bed. She laid on her back with her head dropped over the edge. "Don't stop," she pleaded.

I pushed my cock into her mouth. She moaned hungrily. Her eyes sparkled. Her agility devoured my entire length with her body laid out beautifully on the bed in front of me. I took hold of her tits and squeezed her nipples mercilessly. My cock thrust into her mouth. She gagged, but reached around and grabbed my ass, pulling me into her harder. Saliva poured from her mouth as she greedily consumed me.

"Oh fuck," I complimented. "You fuckin' whore." My filthy words only encouraged her to ravish me more. Pam read my cock masterfully, bringing me to the very edge of climax before pulling off.

She turned around and pulled me on to the bed. "Fuck me you son-of-a-bitch," she yelled. "I have to have you in me."

I climbed onto the bed behind her. I pushed her shoulders down with her facing away from me. Her ass was raised to me. I reached between her legs. Her pussy was soaked.

"Please Joey. Fuck me. I have to have you in me." I pushed the head of my cock into her pussy. Pam whimpered. Her back arched. "Yes! Yes! Yes! Fuck me, damn it!"

I pushed my cock deep between the wet folds of her pussy. Her head looked up in sheer pleasure. I slowly moved out and back in again.

"Oh god, harder," she begged. "Punish me like I deserve."

I slapped her ass as my cock moved back into her. I grabbed her long brown hair with my left hand and pulled back.

"Fuck, yes!" she yelled. I spanked her ass with each penetration.

"Yes! Harder!"

Time passed quickly as I continued to pound her more forcefully. "Fuck, you're insatiable, whore."

"Oh fuck yes!" she screamed. Goose bumps began to cover her skin. Her body started to tense up. "Oh fuck, you're going to take me. I'm so close. Harder! Faster!" She screamed. "Take me. You're fuckin' going to take me!"

I pulled out and stopped.

"Oh no, no, no! Oh god, please don't stop!" Her body quaked desperately in front of me. "I am so close. I've dreamed of this," she blurted.

"I bet you have, whore," surprised again by her confession. "I'm not here for you, am I? You're here for me."

I grabbed the handcuffs and my belt. To my surprise, Pam smiled.

"Mmm, do I get to put you under arrest, Officer?"

I cinched the belt around an opening in the center of the carved wooden headboard. I slapped the cuff on one of her petite wrists, wrapped the cuff through the belt and cuffed her other wrist.

"No, you're the one being detailed tonight," I answered. "This is one of many ways I'll teach you how to use these cuffs."

"I've been very bad," she said flirtatiously, as if role playing.

"You are such a slut," I said.

"You don't even know," she teased.

My cock was rock hard seeing her bound to the bed and enjoying it. Her arms were stretched above her head, immovable in the cuffs. Her tits were helpless to my touch. I yanked her skirt off of her body and threw it across the room. Her pussy was still drenched, begging to be fucked. I moved my cock back into her. She relished me having my way with her; desiring her; using her for my wanton pleasure. I pinched her nipples and slapped her tits as my climax grew closer. Her arousal grew, being helpless beneath me. My body quaked from the pent-up orgasm. I suddenly pulled out just as a thick ribbon of cum launched from my cock, covering her face and chest. She opened her mouth. With each stroke, another stream of cum covered her. She immediately tried to lick what she could using her tongue. Cum filled her eyes, covered her face and painted her tits.

"Mmmm," she moaned. "You taste better than I dreamed," she confessed.

I continued to paint her body white.

"Oh god, there's so much!" she cried. "I can't wipe my face."

I straddled her face. "Now clean my cock."

Pam swallowed it hungrily, lapping up every drop she could get.

"I hope that's not all you have for me," she said mischievously.

"Barely getting started," I answered.

We fucked all night, with Pam insatiably surrendering every part of her body to me. She was relentless. I used her every way I wanted, leaving her filled and covered with cum. Eye makeup was smeared across her cheeks. She looked like a whore at the end of a party. My party. Time passed quickly before the sun's morning rays streamed through the motel window, mid-morning.

I got up, showered and dressed as she slept with a satisfied smile on her cum-caked face. Her naked, used body was splayed across the bed, flaunting marks from our marathon rough sex. She was a mess. She was spent. She slept hard. I took several pictures of her before throwing a few dollars on the bed to add to her humiliation. I picked up the room key Pam left on the top of the dresser. I quietly opened the door and left without closing it or looking back.

Pam awoke a short time later from the sound of a knock at the door. "Housekeeping," the woman's voice announced.

Pam moaned from the center of the bed. "Oh shit," she said, trying her best to wipe her eyes.

The housekeeping attendant saw Pam's body spread out naked across the bed. The room smelled of sex. Pam's body was covered with cum. Her makeup from the night before was smeared beneath the thin layer of white covering her face. Her hair was a rat's nest. Dollar bills dotted the edge of bottom corner of the bed.

"You have to leave," the attendant said. "You have to leave now."

"Oh, god. I need a shower."

"No, no. You have to leave. We can't have whores here. I get fired," she said in broken English.

"Please," Pam said, realizing she was naked on the bed.

"Time is up. Check-out time has passed. You have to leave now or I call the police."

"No, no," Pam pleaded. "Please. Just a quick shower."

"You're not supposed to be here," the woman insisted.

"Yes, I am," Pam insisted. "This is my room."

"You have room key?" the attendant asked in broken English.

"Yes," Pam said, looking around. "I mean, I had it."

"You have to leave," the woman repeated. "It's past checkout time."

"Oh fuck," Pam said, doing her best to stand and find her clothes. She quickly put on her top and skirt. Her panties were nowhere to be found.

"You must go," the attendant repeated. "I get fired if they find you here."

Pam picked up her shoes and purse and staggered toward the door. She got a glimpse of herself in the mirror. "Oh fuck," she said. "I look like shit! I can't go home like this," she realized. She knew she had no choice. Pam walked out the door and toward her car. Her hand searched desperately in her purse for the car keys as she stammered into the blinding sunlight.

"Fuck, Camryn! Look at that whore," she heard the man say as the young couple walked toward her. "Someone got their money's worth from that hooker last night."

Camryn laughed. "Almost as much as you got from me last night."

Pam tried to hide her face. Her cheeks tightened from embarrassment. It was impossible to see her blush from the layers of blotched mascara and cum. "How the hell do I get myself in these situations," she groused to herself in complete humiliation.