Sunday, August 12, 2012

The Quickie Chronicles - Mr. Officer

I woke up to my alarm blaring at 5:15am. I roll over listening to the thunder roll as a lightening storm lights up the deep morning sky. I'm not going to miss out on my morning run, even in this weather. 

After stretching and setting my watch, I start out on a fast pace sprint. I usually run for an hour but this rain won't let me be great. I decided to settle for 45minute run and take the usual route, because there's a cop that patrols the area during the time I run. He's a sexy black man, tall dark and packing so much in that uniform and I'm not talking about his steel gun.

He always smiles and follows my route even if I switch it up. I know he's watching my ass cause his dick gets hard every time I pass. I'm sure that chocolate will melt all in my mouth. Today, he's waiting for me, but with the lights on and cuffs in his hands. Holy, shit am I in trouble? I slow my pace down as I reach him and he proceeds to read me my rights and arrests me. 

"What have I done?" I plead seriously scared and shit. He said, "You do not have the right to remain silent."  pause, i thought i did have the right to remain silent What kind of shit have I done? I mean I smoke a little herb here and there but that was months ago. He starts patting me down with those big hands. I felt his dick find solace between my ass cheeks as he pushed deeper into me. Damn he felt so good. 

Feeling the rain stinging my skin his hot breath warmed my neck as his pat down slowed to a halt on my hips. He squeezed and cupped them while wiggling his dick slowly around my ass. I'm pretty sure this isn't normal but the way he slides his hand to massage my sex was certainly against protocol. Biting my ear he growled a bit as he slid his fingers deeper swirling and stroking my clit. I couldn't suppress my moans or stop from leaning into his growing familiarization  with my ass. 

He stopped long enough to throw my ass in the car. If this is police brutality, I think I like it. He pulled up to an old shelter nobody ever goes around. He Opened the back door and pulled down his pants. Hungry for all of him I took his size greedily into my mouth. He plunged deeper and harder until my lips turned white. His Chocolate melted like fondu in my mouth and i didn't allow a single drop to go to waste. Getting me out of the car he spread my legs and dropped my pants... he went to work on sucking my juices through my panties before Ripping them with his teeth. I'm still cuffed hunched over the back of his car assed out in the rain while he pushed my head down on the trunk of the car. Mr. Officer slid in stroking like Michael Phelps. He long stroked, daddy stroked, side stroked, slap-that-ass stroked, gimme-that stroked like my vagina was Rodney King. 

Needless to say, I've been getting arrested every day rain or shine from 5:30-6:30 every morning. Guess what the sound of my morning alarm is, wee-o-wee-o-wee... Like a cop car siren. 

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