"Don't anybody move a muscle!" the sergeant said, pointing at all of them separately. "You're all under arrest!"
"What for?" Susan asked indignantly.
"Fornication in public, sodomy, indecent exposure. The list just keeps going on. Now get the fuck out of the water!" The sergeant motioned for his sidekick, a young patrolman, to guard the door in case someone tried to run away. "Aren't you all just a bunch of lovebirds!"
The sergeant looked at Diane's naked tits. He obviously had more than arresting them in mind.
"Sergeant, we ain't got enough cuffs for all of 'em," the patrolman said, his hand resting on the butt of a 38-caliber revolver. "You want me to call for a back-up?"
"No, that won't be necessary. I don't think these people are fighters. They're just lovebirds!" And then he laughed, his voice tainted with cynicism and cruelty. "We got a complaint from one of your neighbors. Never really believed it was so, but by the size of those cocks, I guess you women really are the cocksuckers the lady said you are."
"Sir, there's an explanation for all of this," Sam said, moving closer to the sergeant. "I realize that we should have been a little more private about… loving… but is there really a need to arrest us? Can't you just fine us, or something?"
"I'm not a judge, I just enforce the law."
Susan got out of the pool, her shapely body wet from the neck down. Susan's tits, so large and well formed, looked like they would burst from her tight-fitting bikini top at any minute. She walked toward the cops, her tits jiggling with each step she took.
"Sergeant," she said softly, winking at the policeman. "Don't you think, it would be better to discuss this… er… problem inside. That way we won't offend the sensibilities of our neighbors any more than is necessary. And maybe you and I can do some negotiating, as far as our freedom is concerned."
There wasn't a person there who didn't know precisely what Susan was talking about. And since none of them had a better way of getting out of trouble, nobody was about to say anything to stop her.
When everyone was in Helen's livingroom, the sergeant took out his handcuffs. "Everybody sit down," he commanded. "I gotta think this thing out."
Everyone found places to sit except Susan. She remained standing, hands challengingly placed on the swell of her hips, facing the two cops.
"Sergeant, you and your patrolman really don't want to arrest us. In fact, you'd like nothing better than to join our little party. But duty calls and you've always thought that you must do what you're told to do." Susan took a cigarette from a case on the end table and lit it with a large, ornamental lighter. "We're all consenting adults here. Granted, we shouldn't have been sucking and fucking where others could see us, but that's no great criminal offense, is it?"
"Now Mister Policeman," Susan said, her voice a cat's purr. "Why do you have those handcuffs out? You don't want to arrest us. No, I think not. If you did, why come in here to talk it over? And you're having trouble taking your eyes off my tits, aren't you? And Diane over there, wouldn't you love to feel her tits? They're so big."
Susan stepped closer to the cop, so close that her fat tits were nearly touching his chest. "Whoever called us cocksuckers told the truth. We are. We love sucking cocks."
The patrolman, whose cock was stretching along his leg inside the pants of his blue uniform, was staring at Diane's nipples. He had never seen tits the size of hers, and her deep-brown areolas looked absolutely delicious.
Susan moved in on the sergeant, knowing full well she had him in her grasp with the power of her good looks and sensual manner. "Come on, sergeant. Let's see what kind of cock you've got. Let Susan suck your cock."
The sergeant said nothing and Susan slowly dropped to her knees. Taking the tab of his zipper, she pulled it down. Taking one last drag of her cigarette, Susan crushed it out, then looked up at the sergeant. "Okay, let's see what I've got to work with."
After some struggling and straining, Susan got his cock out. She ran her fingers up his thighs. Scratching his thighs, Susan tantalized the sergeant without actually stroking or sucking his cock.
The patrolman, who was on the edge of going absolutely crazy with lust, suddenly jerked down his zipper and brought out his cock. He pointed his prick at Diane and reached for her, but she backed away from him, her massive tits shaking as she pushed against Jay.
"What's a matter, whore?" the patrolman asked, his face twisted in a lusty scowl. "My cock ain't good enough for you?"
Diane looked at Jay, her eyes pleading. "I'm sorry, but I just can't do it. Not with anybody but you, Jay."
The patrolman, not in the mood for arguing, then reached for Helen, who jumped away from him, hiding behind Sam's chair.
"Hey, get your ass over here," the sergeant commanded. The patrolman moved next to his superior. "Now stand at attention and don't change that until I say you can." Then to Susan he said, "Looks like your friends have elected you the main cocksucker. Get to it!"
Susan looked at George. "Sorry, sweetheart, but it's the only way. If I don't, we're all going to jail."
"I understand," George whispered, closing his eyes so he wouldn't have to see what was about to happen. For Susan, life couldn't have been better. There she was on her knees with all her friends watching as she grabbed the cocks of two handsome, horny cops. She looked at the patrolman and couldn't resist smiling. He was standing at perfect attention, hands pressed flat against his sides, chest puffed out, head up.
"Come on, quit playing around," the sergeant said. He grabbed a handful of Susan's platinum hair and pulled her face over his prick. When her butter-soft lips squeezed over his inflamed cockhead and slid down his prickshaft, the sergeant dropped the handcuffs and they rattled on the carpeted floor.
"Mmmmmmmmmmm!" Susan moaned, pushing forward to take his prick far into her hot mouth. As she pushed forward, her tongue rubbing against the spongy underside of the sergeant's prick, she stroked the patrolman's cock, working his prick into a state of incredible hardness.
"Ahhhhhhh! Suck it, whore! Ohhhhhhh! Suck my cock!"
Susan wrapped her hand tighter around the shaft of the sergeant's cock and gulped down his prick until her lips touched her fingers. Then, pulling back, Susan brought her hand with her mouth, simultaneously jacking the sergeant off and sucking him off. Her fingers rolled over his cockhead and Susan flicked the tip of her tongue over the slitted end of the sergeant's prick. Her tongue touched the tip, curled around the burgeoning knob, then she pushed forward again, taking his prick into her mouth until his cockhead squashed against the back of her mouth and his balls warmed the side of her fist. With her mouth stuffed full of cockmeat, Susan rotated her head, teasing the sergeant's throbbing prick with her teeth as her lips twisted in a circle around his cockmeat.
"Goddamn! She knows how to suck!" the sergeant hissed, releasing his grip on Susan's hair. He bent down and pulled Susan's bikini over her tits. The twin moons of firm tit-flesh jiggled freely and the sergeant tugged on her nipples as she chomped on his prick.
The patrolman, not having shot a load of jism for a couple weeks, groaned low in his throat, trying to hold back his climax until he could shoot it in Susan's mouth.
Helen tried to hold back her feelings as she watched Susan sucking cock, but her fetish for watching her friends fucking or sucking was too strong. It was beyond her will power to keep from getting hot. Her pussy was tingling and beginning to get wet. She squeezed her legs tighter together and pushed her cunt against the back of Sam's chair.
Susan pulled her lips from the sergeant's cock and then kissed his prickhead, smacking loudly sc everyone could hear. Then she moved over so her mouth was near the patrolman's quivering cock and she kissed his red, hard prick crown.
"Shit, are you hard!" Susan exclaimed, squeezing his cock. His prick felt like steel without any give whatsoever. Her pink tongue flicked over his cockhead and she felt the cop get rigid. Hardly had her lips stretched over the cockhead when he started to tremble and jism burst from his balls. Susan practically leaped at him, letting his cock drive deep in her mouth so that the spewing jets of hot come shot straight down her throat. She toyed with the cop's balls.
"Mmmmmmmm! Uhhh!" Susan slurped, drinking down the thick fluid that spurted from his slippery, slitted cockhead. As she sucked, she was amazed at how much jism the patrolman had in his balls. The jetting streams of come never seemed to stop. Her cheeks puffed out as her mouth filled with his cream. She gulped his come down and took more. The patrolman, never leaving his attention stance, quivered as his prick jumped and throbbed between Susan's full, hot, experienced lips.
As the patrolman spent his passion in Susan's mouth, the sergeant moved behind her and squeezed her tits, rolling her hard, distended nipples in his fingers. His cock was still hard and standing out from his blue pants. Every pulsating inch of prickmeat was glistening wet with Susan's spit.
When the blonde had drunk every drop of the cop's jism, she pulled away from him, letting his shrinking prick flop from her lips.
"You sure didn't take long," she said, fucking his deflated cock back in his pants and zipping up the fly. "Damn lucky I started sucking you when I did or Helen would have needed to call the carpet cleaners."
"You ain't done yet, cocksucker," the sergeant said. "There's still one more hard cock that needs your attention."
"I haven't forgotten," Susan replied, looking over her shoulder at the cop. "Damn, I'm going to have so much come in my stomach I won't be hungry for a week."
"Take all your clothes off," the sergeant commanded. "Then get on your hands and knees."
"Doggie-style! Hey, that sounds great to me!" Susan exclaimed, quickly stripping off the top and bottom halves of her bikini. She got on her hands and knees as the cop, still fully dressed with just his prick sticking out, got on his knees behind her.
The sergeant grabbed Susan's full hips and prepared to enter her. Stabbing his cock like a lance, he missed the mark and his prick slid past her pussy, pushing into her cunt hair. Susan reached between her legs and pulled his spit-covered cockhead to the mouth of her pussy.
A second later, his fat prick was fucking her cunt fiercely. Susan, already hornier than hell from all the cocksucking and with a belly full of tasty come, was more than ready for fucking. As she felt her cuntlips being stretched around the shank of his prick and her clit being tantalized, Susan threw her head up and groaned with pleasure.
The cop fucked his prick into her, driving his hard cockmeat between her puffy cuntlips with all the energy he had in him. As he fucked her blonde pussy, Susan's big tits jerked crazily each time the cop's hips smacked against her taut ass.
Susan looked at her friends. They all watched her, eyes wide. She knew she would have to explain her eagerness to fuck the cops to George as soon as they left, but she was going to worry about that when the time came. Right then she had a hard prick fucking deep into her hot cunt. Looking at George, she found that he still had his eyes closed, unwilling to watch his wife's mouth being filled with a cock that wasn't his own.
"G-George!" Susan gasped between hard thrusts of the sergeant's cock. "George, get over here. Let me suck your cock! Come on, damn it! Get over here! Please let me suck you offfffff!"
"Come on, buddy," the sergeant hissed, driving his prick into Susan's cunt. "Your wifey wants to suck you off! Can't bitch about that, can you?"
With great hesitation, George opened his eyes. He saw Susan's tits, the ones he had fondled and sucked so often, rolling back and forth. Slowly, his mind spinning in confusion, he got out of the chair and walked over to Susan. Getting on his knees, he watched her grab his limp prick and take the cockhead into her mouth.
Susan sucked hard on his prick and his cock slithered into her mouth. She gobbled on all of his prickshaft, her nose being tickled by George's bush of hair above his prick. She was shoved harder against George every time the sergeant fucked her pussy and Susan struggled to stay on her hands and knees.
It didn't take long for George's fears to be driven out of his mind by the sweet sensations provided by his wife's hotly sucking mouth and agile, constantly moving tongue. His prick grew steadily, the blood pumping to his thick cock tube. George watched as his wife had to back away from him or have his cockhead plunged into her throat.
It wasn't long before both men got into the swing of things, timing their thrusts to coincide with each other's.
Susan was in heaven. Finally her dream of being fucked by one man as she sucked another had come trite. She accepted George's cock into her mouth, almost crying with happiness. Her cunt was on fire, the heat rising in her body each time the cop stabbed his hard prick into her. And, without warning, the cop shoved his prick deep into her cunt. George, too, pushed his cock into Susan. Before Susan could protest or move away, the sergeant had forced her to take George's prick right down her throat. She felt his huge cockhead drive past the back of her mouth, felt his prick invade her virgin throat, felt her own body convulse with sudden pain.
Letting her arms buckle, Susan went face down on the carpet, George's hard cock slipping out of her throat. Her tits, nipples tingling and hard, scraped against the carpet, sending bolts of pleasure through her tortured body. By going belly down on the floor, her cunt was also inaccessible to the sergeant's cock.
"You fucking bitch!" the cop bawled, his balls itching to come. "Any way you want it!" And then, his cockhead huge and hard, he got ready to fuck Susan's ass.
"Nooooooooo!" she screamed, trying to get out from under the cop. She knew that getting fucked by the sergeant in her virgin ass would feel terrible.
When George grabbed the sergeant by the shoulder, ready to pull him off Susan, the patrolman drew his huge revolver in an instant and touched the barrel to George's temple. Knowing what he was going to do and damning himself for being unable to do anything else, George backed away.
"Okay, slut! Get ready!" the sergeant hissed through gritted teeth. He grabbed Susan by the hips and forced her down against the floor so she couldn't move, then lowered himself carefully onto her, his cockhead nudging her puckered asshole. Susan clenched her hands, hoping the cop really wouldn't fuck her ass, then her hopes were shattered as his cockhead burst through her asshole and invaded her ass.
"Awwwwwww! You're killing meeeeeee!" Susan screamed as bolts of excruciating pain ripped through her body. Her tits were mashed against the carpet. As she twisted her upper body, trying to escape the sergeant's awful prick, her aroused nipples got flaming hot, almost getting a carpet burn.
The sergeant fucked into Susan relentlessly, driving his cock into her ass until she had taken every inch of his prick. He watched as her asshole puckered inward and the sight was strange for him. Not only was this way of fucking new for Susan, but the cop had never cornholed a woman before, either. Once his prick was completely buried in Susan's ass, the cop dropped down on her, his badge jabbing into the softness of her back.
"Whore!" the cop hissed in Susan's ear as he raised his hips, then slammed down again.
Susan, completely mad with pain, twitched and convulsed on the floor. The pain subsided as she became only partially conscious. She heard the hideous grunts of the sergeant and was faintly aware of something hard being driven into her ass, then a strange wetness in her asshole. The cop gave her a final few stabs with his cock. Susan, cheek pressed to the carpet, heard the cops say something about death if anybody said anything and then heard the patio door open and close.
She was picked up by George and Sam, and she was lowered into a bathtub filled with warm water.
"How you doing?" George asked, his voice filled with concern.
"Fine," Susan answered, looking at her husband and all their friends. "I've got a pain in my ass that won't quit, and my throat doesn't exactly feel the greatest, but other than that I'm fine."