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OFFICER JUDY part 3 by JOAN BAND Ê When the blond-haired Adonis and I got back to our cars on I-70, he glared at me. "Well, Officer Judy, who do you think they're going to believe?" he said. "I'm willing to take my chances," I said, noticing that his cock was getting hard again. "I know this neck of the state better than you, so you'd better follow me to the station." "What do you mean, 'follow you to the station?' " "You wanna put cuffs on me?" I said, smirking. "Not yet," he said. I felt I was taking a chance, but I decided the best way to deal with this son of a bitch, was to give him more of the same. Instead of taking the direct route back to the city station, I led the balding Adonis and his red Corvette to then next interchange. Then I doubled back along old U.S. 40 through the western suburb of Carlton, where I was a rookie cop. I stopped my car in front of my house and got out. "Where the hell are you going?" he shouted from behind the wheel of the convertible. "Gotta pee, if you don't mind," I said. "You could pee at the--" I knew he was going to say "station house," but I was already in the house, and I left the door wide open. The fact was that I did have to pee, but I didn't have to take off all of my clothes, which was exactly what I did before I sat with my legs spread just slightly. I had a mirror on the back of my bathroom door, which I left open at just the right angle to get a good view of the front door. Naturally, anybody coming in would get a good view of me. I started to count backwards from ten and before I reached three, Mr. Adonis stepped into the house. He looked pissed, but when he was all the way inside, he saw my open-kneed refection in the mirror. "Come on, lady. Let's go," he said. He snapped his fingers, but he didn't look away. I showed him the middle finger of my right hand and said, "Hold your cock, I'll be right there." I finished peeing, grabbed the tissue and wiped myself, spreading my legs even wider. I didn't know whether this looked sexy, but it had to be at least interesting. "Get dressed," Adonis said, but he could not take his eyes off me. When I flushed the toilet, I spread my legs even wider and rubbed two of my fingers down through my pussy. I smiled at him at the same time. "It you think you're gonna--" I slipped the two fingers inside me, and that stopped him in mid-sentence. "If you think--" Now I had three fingers in my pussy, and I watched the look on his face. His eyes were wide, his mouth was open, his tongue was showing. The son of a bitch was actually drooling, I thought, and I liked it. I slid back against the tank, my legs widening, my fingers still playing with myself. I would much rather have been massaging my clit, but I knew the way men thought, and my fingers going in and out were driving him crazy. His cock had risen behind his khaki trousers, and it was laying hard between the material and his stomach. "Do you want some of this?" I said, my legs spreading wider as I slid my ass forward on the toilet seat. "If you think this will get you off the hook, you got another--" I let my fingers come all the way out. Then I spread my pussy lips with forefinger and ring finger, showing him the gathering wetness at the pink interior. "Come here," I said, smiling at him. Like a little boy, entranced, he stepped forward. I looked up at his sexy blue eyes, as I undid his buckle and top button. Then I eased his zipper down the front, and when it was all the way down, I let his pants fall to the floor. His cock head was already peeking out from behind the elastic band of his bikini underwear and it was throbbing. I pulled down the elastic of his bikinis, and leaned forward, pulling his erect cock to my mouth and slipping my lips over the head. I sucked--not licked--actually sucked--pulling his cock deeper into my mouth. "This is not going to--" "Hut hup!" I said, and he did shut up. I rolled my tongue around the head, reached between his legs, and slipped a finger into his ass. "Ah . . ." he groaned quickly. I licked up one side of his cock and down the other. At the same time, I moved my ass slid all the way forward on the toilet seat, my legs spread wide. "Now fuck me," I whispered up at him. "Yeah--yes," I said. "I've never fucked a woman on the toilet before." "There's a first time for everything, sweetie," I said, smiling up at him. With his pants still down around his ankles, he leaned forward supporting himself with his hands against the wall behind me. I didn't want to tell him, but I had never made love on a toilet seat either, and we were both exploring the exciting newness of it. He could not get the angle, and he brought his hands to where he was supporting himself on the toilet tank. Now his throbbing cock hovered over my aching, wet pussy. I took his cock head, and pressed it to my clit just briefly. Then I let him slide all the way up inside me. "Oh, yes. Yes," he said, as my pussy clutched at him. I looked up into his face and smiled. "You bitch!" he said and he began to pump harder and harder, his cock slamming against my insides. >From time to time, his cock slipped out, and he had to push it back in, but each time he did, the pleasure of it sliding past my pussy lips drove me to higher and higher degrees of ecstasy and to a greater degree of need. "Fuck me, you Adonis bastard," I said, going nuts with the pleasure he was giving me. "Fuck me hard, fuck me good." "Yes, yes. Oh, yes," he hissed at me as he pumped harder and harder still, driving himself deeper into me. "Oh, damn, you magnificent bastard!" I said. "Ahhhhh!" I felt the jolt, then the relaxation of the thrust that had released his cum. I felt him trying to move harder and harder as his cock moved easier through the wetness of my pussy and the wetness of his cum. I heard the sloshing, and I felt the power of his thrusts. "Yes. Oh damn, yes!" I cried out as the pleasure struck deep inside my. "Ohhhhh.' The sensation of pleasure hit not only my pussy, but it hit my brain as well, and I thrust my ass up and off the toilet seat. I pushed him to the floor, and he banged his head against the tub. In a daze, he looked up at me as I straddled him now, wanting to get every bit of pleasure I could derive. I was moving my pussy, my ass. I was kissing him hard, wanting him to cum again. After a few seconds, he was pumping up at me, and I realized that he was coming again, and I too exploded in a frenzy of pleasure.' "Oh, damn, I hope you come to this part of the state a lot," I whispered into his ear. "She did not take the bribe," Adonis said as we stood in front of Captain Martin's desk. The captain was perhaps in his fifties. He was tall and broad shouldered, with beautiful blue eyes and a main of white hair. He looked from Adonis to me and back to Adonis again, and he did not believe our story for a moment. "Where were you all this time?" he said. "We chased a speeder all the way to Pennsylvania, but he got away," Adonis said. The captain nodded. "I want a copy of your report to the States Attorney's office." "Yes, sir," Adonis said, and he left the station house. As soon as he was gone, the captain looked at me. The expression on his lips was not a smile--it was more a leer. "I'm having a little party at my house tonight, Judy. Would you like to us." "I'd love to come," I said, and from the way he looked at me, I thought I might cum as well.
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