Sharon was busy till noon the next day, attending meetings and taking notes. By then she was ready for a brisk walk and some fresh air. She changed into jeans and sandals and t-shirt and left the hotel. She hadn't walked two blocks before the incident happened. An old lady in front of her had bet purse snatched by a young man who'd darted out of an alley.
"Hey, stop!" Sharon cried, running after the kid.
As she started running, she realized she had no hope of catching him. In fact she hoped she didn't catch him because she'd be no match for him in a fight. But maybe chasing him and yelling would have some effect. And it did.
After a few blocks the kid panicked, dropped the purse, and fled. A few seconds later a patrol car sped up and screeched to a halt. A cop jumped out – and Sharon couldn't help noticing what a sexy-looking guy he was.
"What happened here?" he asked breathlessly.
As Sharon explained, she looked him aver. He was just over six feet tall, ruggedly built, and very handsome. His blond hair was bleached by the sun, and he had electric blue eyes. Sharon hadn't expected to make it with anybody but the prowling married men at the convention, but here was a man she definitely wanted. She stood up straighter and thrust out her chest a little more, showing off her big firm tits under the tight t-shirt. She thought she saw the cop sneak a glance.
"Okay, Miss Lester," he said, "will you wait here a second, please? I may need to ask you a few more questions, but first I'll see that the lady gets her purse back."
Sharon waited by the patrol car while the cop hunted up the robbery victim and returned her purse. While he was gone, Sharon debated about whether to come on to him. She really had the hots for the guy, and her pussy was feeling all steamy and wet as she thought about fucking him. But maybe he was on duty and wouldn't have time for her, or maybe his particular code of ethics didn't allow him to mix business with pleasure. She was still debating when he returned. He held open the car door for her.
Sharon was surprised. "You need me at the station?" she asked.
As they got into the car and he pulled away, the cop broke into a grin and said, "I do have one more question for you, Miss Lester. How about having lunch with me? It's just about time for my break."
Sharon flashed him a big smile and said, "I'd love to have lunch with you, Officer…"
"Jim," he grinned.
"And you can call me Sharon," she said.
They hadn't driven many more blocks before they decided to have lunch in Sharon's motel room. By then neither one of them was interested in food. Jim left the prowl car in the anonymity of the huge motel parking lot, and they took the elevator up to the third floor. Sharon was quivering with excitement as she fitted her key into the door. Discovering Jim had been totally unexpected, a very nice surprise.
As soon as she locked the door behind them, he pulled her into his arms and kissed her hungrily, backing her against the wall. Sharon snaked her arms around his neck and rubbed her body against him, and as she did so she felt his cock balloon into hardness against her rubbing mound. His tongue searched her mouth and she felt her aroused cunt leaking a thick flood of juice that soaked right through her panties.
"Mmmmmmm," she murmured, darting her tongue into his mouth.
As they exchanged darting tongues, Jim's hands explored her tall curvy body and ended up on her tits. He rubbed her nipples through her t-shirt till they were stiff and throbbing. Now Sharon was creaming through her jeans. Jim's hard-muscled body turned her on like crazy! At last they broke the kiss and stared hungrily at each other, their faces flushed, their eyes hot and glassy with lust. Jim picked her up and carried her over to the bed.
"The minute I saw you, I wanted to get into your pants," he confessed with a grin. "Lucky my lunch hour was coming up."
"The feeling was mutual, Jim," Sharon purred as he laid her down.
He sat on the bed beside her and pushed up her t-shirt, ogling the tightly packed cups of her little lacy bra. He reached around her, unhooked the bra, and drew it off. He was just dropping it on the floor when they heard a key turning in the lock. They were both so startled, they didn't move as the door opened and a motel maid walked in with an armload of clean linen. She was at middle-aged woman, on the stout side, and when she saw Jim and Sharon she stopped in her tracks.
"Oops," she said. Then as she recovered from her surprise, she grinned and said, "I'll put on the 'Don't Disturb' sign as I go out, okay? And remember to use the chain lock."
She set the linen on a chair and left. "A woman after my own heart," Jim laughed. He walked over and put on the chain lock, then leered at Sharon. "Now, where was I?"
Sharon leered right back at him, and as he approached the bed, she was creaming like crazy. He sat on the edge of the bed and cupped her big firm tits and squeezed them. Her stiff nipples dug into his palms, and he could feel her hot tits throbbing as he molded them. Sharon's thick eyelashes fluttered, and she moaned softly as he played with her tits. She reached out and rubbed the hard bulge at his fly.
"We don't have much time," he sighed.
"I know," Sharon said, "so why don't you take off your clothes?"
He stood up to undress, and as she watched him, she wriggled out of the rest of her clothes. He had a terrific body, hard and hairy and well-muscled. As he tugged down his shorts, she stared hungrily at his thick seven-inch prick. It wagged stiffly and lewdly before him as he crawled onto the bed and Sharon couldn't resist grabbing for it. She curled her fingers around the heavily throbbing shaft and began to pump.
Jim grinned and slipped a hand between her legs. While she pumped his prick, he felt around and explored her pussy. It wasn't long before his fingers were wet and sticky with her helplessly oozing cunt cream. He found the small tight mouth of her box and eased the tip of his middle finger inside. Sharon creamed all over it. Jim gave a snort of lust and started working his thick finger up her cunt. That magic her very excited, and she tightened her grip on his big hard cock and pumped it even faster.
"Yes, Jim, yessss," she panted.
Like other men she'd made it with in the past few days, Jim wondered how in hell such a beautiful girl had gotten to be so frantically horny. A girl with Sharon's looks should never have been hard up, and she shouldn't have to go out on the streets to find a man. But he sensed she wouldn't want to talk about it. For sonic reason she was desperate for sex, but he wasn't going to ask her why. He was just going to enjoy the stroke of luck that had come his way.
"More," Sharon whimpered, "give me more, Jim."
He was edging his thick finger slowly up her cunt, and she was creaming all over it and writhing with lust. At last he got his finger into her clear to the last knuckle, and he could feel her fiery-hot cunt gripping and tugging at it, as if to draw it even deeper. He started finger-fucking her, jerking his finger in quick, hard strokes. It made a lewd sucking noise as it reamed the hot cream from her pussy. Sharon gave a squeal of delight and clutched his cock even harder.
"Oooooo, yeah, that feels so good," she cried.
Jim could hardly, wait to get his cock into her cunt. With his finger he was exploring her, and he found her cunt deliciously tight, hot and slippery. He probed deep, as deep as he could, and he kept up a steady fucking motion with his finger. Sharon gurgled and creamed, and her pussy got hotter by the second. Her fist slid quickly up and down the rigid pole of his cock as she eagerly pumped it. Soon they were both panting and flushed with excitement.
"Unnhhhh, Jim, you're gonna make me come," Sharon squealed.
Leering, he jerked his finger even faster in her steaming little pussy hole, and she threw back her head and closed her eyes in ecstasy. He knew she was right on the brink of climax.
The trouble was, so was he. With his free hind he gently disengaged her fist from his cock. A few more seconds of her greedy pumping and he'd have been coming all over the room. He finger-fucked her fast and hard, and suddenly he kit her cunt clamping tight around his plowing finger.
"Ahhhhhh, God, you did it," Sharon groaned, "I'm coming!"
Her cunt clamped and released violently around his finger, and her tall, luscious body rocked and bucked. As he watched her come, his cock gave a horny lurch and leaked thick streams of juice. He couldn't wait much longer. She was still quivering with the aftershocks of her orgasm when he crawled between her legs and socked the swollen head of his prick into her squirting cunt mouth. The big fleshy knob split her pussy lips wide and plugged the tight opening of her cunt. Sharon whimpered ecstatically as she felt him gilding into her.
"Shit, yes, give me that big hard cock," she panted. "Give me every inch of it, Jim."
She certainly wasn't acting like the prim, dignified English teacher they knew back home. Naked, her face contorted with lust, she lay with her knees bent and her legs held wide open, moaning in ecstasy as the young cop plowed his steel-stiff cock to her womb. His plunging prick forced the thick hot cream out of her cunt, and it gushed down the crack of her ass and puddled on the bedspread. As his cock touched bottom, she moaned hoarsely and dug her nails into his broad shoulders.
"You got it, baby, you got it all," he panted.
"I feel it," Sharon moaned, "and it feels so damned good! I wish it could stay in me forever."
"So do I, honey," Jim sighed, "but I gotta be back to work in half an hour. So hang on for a quick ride."
He shoved his hands under her hot little ass, got a good grip, and began fucking her like a stallion, with thunderous hard strokes that made her body shake. Luckily she was up for it. His rough fucking made her wild with excitement and she fucked right back at him, jerking her hips to his rhythm, slamming her juice-slick cunt up and down the granite column of his cock. It wasn't long before the bed was bouncing and creaking.
"Unnnhhhhh, unnnhhhh," Sharon gasped.
"Too hard for you?" Jim panted.
"Noooooo, I love it," she whimpered. "I love you to fuck me hard, baby, as hard as you can."
That was just what Jim wanted to hear. He wished he could spend all day and night with this gorgeous sexy young woman, but he didn't dare be out of radio contact when his lunch hour was over – and after that it was home to the wife and kids. So he had to make the most of what he had. He fucked into Sharon's hot little cunt as if fucking was going to be outlawed. Their bellies smacked loudly together, and they were both gasping and moaning.
"Awwwwww, Christ, fantastic," Jim groaned.
"Unnnhhhhh, do it to me, baby, give it to me hard," Sharon wailed.
The young cop didn't have much finesse compared to other men she'd fucked. There's been just about no foreplay. He was only interested in straight fucking. But Sharon wasn't knocking it at all. She couldn't get enough fucking these days, and Jim's hard, steady pounding was just what she craved. She lay there with her legs wide open, letting him hammer her womb with his pile-driving cock, letting him ream out her juicing cunt. She felt the pleasure building in her cunt till it was more than she could contain.
"Uunnnhhhh, I'm almost there, Jim," she whimpered, "just a little more, make me come."
Jim gave a lusty growl and fucked into her as hard as he could, brutally hard. He wondered how her body could take so much punishment, but she kept urging him on, clinging to him, jerking her hips to his rhythm. "Yessss, baby, yesss," she hissed, "you're gonna get me off fast."
Jim hoped, so, because he was more than ready to come himself. He hammered his cock into her with all his strength and speed, and then he felt his balls exploding with their hot load.
"Awwwwww, fuck, I'm coming, awwwww!" he bellowed.
"Oooooooo, Jim, you did it, I'm coming!" Sharon howled.
Somehow the first sizzling spurt of his come had done it for her. She felt that molten liquid hit her womb, and she was over the edge, coming like a bomb. Their bodies rocked hard together, and they moaned and panted in one hot mutual climax. It went on for almost a full minute before Jim finally collapsed on her, panting hard against her neck. He was absolutely still for a few seconds, his prick throbbing deep in her come-filled cunt. Then he gave an exclamation of surprise.
"Jesus," he laughed, "I'm still hard."
"I know," Sharon purred, "I can feel it. Maybe your cock's trying to tell you something, Jim."
"Yeah, it's telling me you turn me on like crazy," he leered. He peered at the bedside clock. "Well, this must be my lucky day. We've still got ten minutes."
"Then let's make the most of them," Sharon smiled. "How about letting me do the work this time?"
"I sure as hell can't turn down a deal like that," Jim laughed.
He rolled over onto his back, taking her with him, and she sat up, straddling his lap with his throbbing cock still buried to the balls in her scorching, wet cunthole. She grinned and started pumping her hips up and down, working her slippery cuntal tube around his rigid cock. Jim folded his arms behind his head acid watched her, wondering if he'd died and gone to heaven. She was one of the mast beautiful girls he'd ever seen, and here she was fucking him, while he just lay there and enjoyed it. It sure beat his usual kind of lunch hour.
"Yeah, baby, do it to me," he leered, "give me some action."
Sharon leered right back at him. She was enjoying being in charge for a change, dictating the speed and rhythm of their fucking. She started out with a slow, sensuous space, teasingly gliding her velvet-lined cunt up and down the granite column of his cock, but her greedy lust soon made her speed up. She started fucking him fast and hard, slamming her pussy down till his prick hit her womb. Jim was grinning broadly the whole time.
"Good for you, Jim?" she leered.
"Baby, this is fantastic," he sighed. "I just wish it never had to stop. But…"
"I know," Sharon said, sighing, too, "the damned clock."
Determined to get him off once more before he had to leave, she fucked at him hard and steadily, tightening her cunt to make red-hot friction. Jim appreciated her efforts, and he also appreciated the fantastic view he had from his position. He could watch her beautiful face contort with pleasure each time his cock hit her molten depths. He could watch her big melon-shaped tits bouncing and swaying as she fucked him. Most exciting of all was to watch his thick blue-veined cock plowing in and out between her hugely stretched cuntlips. His rigid hard-on was dripping with her cream. He felt his excitement rising to fever pitch.
"I'll take the wheel now," he leered.
He grabbed her by the waist and started fucking into her like a pile-driver. Sharon gasped and then moaned in ecstasy. She'd really gotten off on fucking him, but this way they could do it a lot harder. And she craved to be fucking hard. She still hadn't begun to satisfy the raging lust in her pussy. Now she threw her head back and wailed in ecstasy as Jim hammered his massive hard-on in her hot little cunt.
"Unnnhhhh, yeah, baby, really give it to me," she yelled. "Fuck the living shit out of me."
Jim gritted his teeth and struggled not to come, wanting to prolong his pleasure till the very last second. He sensed he wouldn't have many chances like this in his life. It wouldn't be too often that a fantastically beautiful girl eagerly took him to her motel room and fucked his brains out. Jim loved his wife and thought she was a terrific mother, but often he wished she was a bit more adventurous and responsive in bed. That was why Sharon was turning him on so much. She loved to fuck, and she wasn't ashamed to show it.
"Ahhhhhhhh, Jim, it's heaven," she wailed, her eyes screwed shut, her head lolling back. "Give it to me hard, I'm almost there."
He fucked into her as hard as he could, making her whole body shudder with the impact. Her long dark hair flew, and her big tits swayed and jiggled. His pile-driving cock was forcing the cream from her cunt in thick hot spurts. He could feel her tightening her cunt around his cock as she got closer to coming, tightening till it was like a velvet vise. He didn't think he could hold out a second longer as her flaming-hot pussy hole began sucking at his cock, forcing the jizz out of his balls.
"Awwwww, shit, I'm gonna come," he gasped.
"Me, too, Jim," Sharon sobbed, "just give it to me real hard, punish me with that big hard cock."
Jim roared and fucked into her so hard the bed rattled. Her cunt clamped hard around his jack-hammering cock, and he felt his meat soaked with a scalding rush of juice. Sharon's gorgeous body stiffened for a second, then began to buck and sway as a violent orgasm ripped through her. She threw back her head and screamed in ecstasy.
"Ahhhhhh, God, I'm coming!" she wailed. "I'm coming so damned good!"
Jim took one last lusty look at her before he screwed his eyes, shut and began pumping his load into her womb. "Take my come, baby, aaaggghhhhh!" he roared.
"Give it to me, cream me good," Sharon sobbed.
Jim felt like his guts were being emptied out, he came so long and so hard. When he finished, his steaming jizz was overflowing her crammed cunt and streaming down her thighs. Sharon gave him a grateful grin as she crawled off him, and he turned to look at the clock. He had exactly one minute to dress and get bak to his patrol car. With a yelp, he leaped out of bed and fumbled for his clothes.
"It's been great, honey, but I have to run," he panted.
"I know, Jim," Sharon laughed as she helped him into his uniform.
She let him out of the room and removed the 'Do Not Disturb' sign, then went to take a shower. Just as she was stepping out of the bathroom, there was a knock on the door, and then the same motel maid as before walked in. When she saw Sharon, she smiled, not at all upset about their previous encounter.
"Have a nice time?" she asked.
"Mmmmmm-hmmmm," Sharon sighed. "Wasn't he a hunk? I just met him by accident a little while ago. Maybe it was crazy, but I just had to have him."
"Honey," the maid laughed as she began to change the sheets, "at your age I would have done the same thing. And it's nothing compared with some of the stuff that goes on in this place."
"Oh?" Sharon said, her interest picking up fast. "Like what?"
"Every way there is to make it, they'll do it," the maid said. "When you work in a motel long enough, you'll end up seeing it all. The next few days are gonna be pretty wild, I can tell you. These teachers are something else. I've seen them at conventions before, and they're wilder than anybody."
Sharon grinned as she listened. She found the information fascinating. So teachers were the biggest swingers of all when they were away from home? She could believe it. And now it was time to go out and connect with some of her fellow swingers.