Fetish Ezine

The Frisky Officer is a - Uniform Lady

I was speeding down the deserted road when I heard the sirens. I looked in the rearview mirror to see a police car with flashing lights following me. I went half a mile before I pulled over and stopped. I waited for the law enforcer to tap on my window. I rolled the window down and I was surprised to find that the law officer was a slender blonde. She asked me to slowly step out of the vehicle.

I opened the car door and slid out of the seat. I briefly caught a glimpse of her black slacks before she grabbed my shoulder and pushed me around. She was much stronger than she looked.

“You were going seventy-five in a fifty-five mile zone,” the blonde officer said. “I’ll have to frisk since you could be a bank robber or something even more dangerous.”

She told me to put my hands on the car hood and spread my legs wide. I did so before she patted my arms and legs. She squeezed my buttocks through my denim jeans. I knew then that this was one frisky officer.

My cock started to swell in my denim jeans despite myself. I always had a hard spot for women in uniform and this frisky officer was no exception. She stopped squeezing my buttocks and told me turn around.

The blonde noticed the bulge in my denim jeans as I did what she told me to do.

“You’re in my jurisdiction and I’m the law here,” the frisky officer said. “And that better not be a pistol in your pocket.”

The leggy blonde placed a hand on the bulge and gently squeezed. My cock grew even harder and my denim jeans suddenly felt too tight. She unzipped my fly and fished out of my swelling manhood.

“I should give you a ticket for carrying a concealed weapon,” she said as she kneeled before me.

The frisky officer wrapped her moist mouth around my swollen purple head and began sucking. She was able to take half of my eight inches deep inside her mouth with gagging. She sucked my cock for what seemed like an eternity.

The leggy blonde finally released her hold on my hard manhood and stood up. I watched as she pulled off her black boots and black slacks. The frisky officer was wearing no panties and I admired her hairless beaver until she told me strip completely.

I stripped off all of my clothes but she still had the light blue shirt of her uniform on. She pushed me to ground and I put up no resistance as she lowered herself onto my hard cock. The frisky officer rode me hard and long before we both climaxed.

JTB

Jason pulled his cock out, eased down the slope a little more, taking shelter in the cover of a larger tree. The couple down in the picnic area had no idea he was watching. After all, who’d be out jogging at two in the morning? They probably thought they were alone.

The woman was gorgeous – tall and blonde but not too skinny. She had good curves, fleshy breasts and a round, womanly ass, with just a handful of tummy. She’d peeled out of her black dress and was now bent over the picnic table. They must have been walking home from a party. The guy was dressed in nice clothes – black slacks, button-down blue shirt. Clearly they had just gotten too horny to hold off each other.

Now their passion was heating up the chill autumn dark. Her handbag had spilled over the picnic table, and her hair hung in her face as he fucked her hard, so hard that Jason could hear the slaps of their flesh meeting, even standing way back.

The woman’s breasts pressed against the table. Her mouth was open, and he could just hear her rough panting. They were trying so hard to be quiet, trying not to get caught. But they had been, even if they didn’t know it. It’d been the woman’s stifled yelps that caught his attention in the first place. She’d already come once.

Jason watched from a distance as ripples traveled up her beautiful body, as her boyfriend pounded into her with relentless enthusiasm. Jason’s stiff cock was leaking. These two gorgeous kids couldn’t have been more than twenty-two years old. Watching their young passion, watching them fuck, was incredibly hot.

He leaned out a little more, straining for every detail, memorizing the way her hair swayed with each thrust, the way, when she pushed back, her tits rippled. She still had her high heels on, one knee on the bench. Her boyfriend had his hand on the spike of the heel, was holding on to her hair with the other, now, really sticking it to her. She bit her fingers, stifled another cry, and Jason watched as she shuddered all over with orgasm.

Her boyfriend was close, hoarse and panting. She pulled away from him, turned to take that cock, still hot and sticky from her pussy, into her red mouth. The man held his shirt up out of the way and stared down at her as she sucked nearly to the bottom. The heels of her shoes dug into her ass whenever she leaned back. Jason was close to coming, too, tried to time it with the other man’s, so that he could imagine . . .

Spurting his cum across her face as the pleasure peaked, her hungry mouth, red with lipstick and with the heat of desire, opening to receive his offering. Jet after milky jet painting her lips, her chin. Her pink tongue, sliding over the head of his cock, cleaning the last drips and droplets, savoring them, her beautiful dark eyes staring up into his.

They gathered their things and hurried furtively on their way like little lawbreakers, leaving Jason to pant, a stray trickle of cum dripping from his fingers. After a few minutes, he went back to his jog, eager to finish in satisfied peace.

~Alexandra Rose~

Terri was lying on the bed, engaged in a heavy fantasy. She was on her stomach; eyes closed and knees spread wide. She was dreaming about presenting her ass cheeks for some heavy discipline.

Her back was arched so that her round ass was raised high into the air. She caressed between her legs with both hands, slowly rocking back and forth on the pillow. Terri was wet and hot.

This was the scene Scott stepped into when he entered the bedroom, he was home early, usually he worked until six. Terri was surprised, but it was too late to cover herself.

Stay as you are, Terri,” he ordered.

She knew she was going to be punished. Scott had spanked her before, but it was more like foreplay. This time he would probably be more severe with her.

“Scott, I was thinking about you.” She whispered.

Scott quietly loosened his belt; it was a heavy leather belt, almost two inches wide. He touched her perfectly round bottom globes with the palm of his hand. He felt the wetness between her legs. He rolled up the belt so that about two feet of the leather were left dangling. Then he brought down his arm and the belt landed with a loud crack on her bare ass.

First, the sound was worse than the pain, but after a second her bottom felt like it was on fire. Scott took his time and admired the thick red welt that was forming across her cheeks. Then he lashed the belt down on her ass again. The walls echoed with a ringing smack. Scott had waited for this opportunity for weeks.

He knew she liked to play the bad girl, but how far would she go?

He would find out right now. He whipped her bare bottom slowly and methodically. Terri started to cry, tears were rolling down her cheeks. But the earsplitting smacks of the leather belt continued as her high raised, bare bottom was flogged until it was glowing red.

“Play with yourself, Terri. Do it right now,” Scott told her.

He watched her as she slowly inserted two fingers into her pussy. She was still wet and started to sway her welted ass while she was masturbating. She arched her back every time she stuck her fingers deep into her pussy, raising and spreading her ass even higher and wider.

“Faster, Terri, until you come, you pretty slut.” Scott demanded.

He hit her with the belt across her ass every time it swayed to its uppermost height. Terri moaned and cried at the same time. Scott continued to punish her while she masturbated, standing behind her and lashing her ass and thighs from left to right and right to left until she finally came.

Terri collapsed breathing heavily and crying at the same time. Her ass and her thighs were covered with dark, red welts. Scott got some gel from the bathroom and gently rubbed the gel across her punished backside.

Terri was still sobbing, but she also felt deeply satisfied. The gel felt cool on her skin and Terri fell asleep.

Scott took a shower, a cold one, and went out to have some dinner.

Larry Vee