Chapter 9
Not far from where she had been assaulted Ginger spied a policeman and with a sigh of relief she ran up to him.
"Officer," she cried out, "I need your help. I've just been raped."
"What!" the policeman asked quickly, "Where, when?"
"Just a few moments ago," Ginger explained breathlessly. "In a clearing not far from here. The men who attacked me left a short while ago.
The officer looked at Ginger's matted hair and at her dress, moist from the dew on the grass. His eyes caught sight of her shapely large breasts, and the widened at that magnificent sight. Ginger could see that he was getting aroused. The policeman was bigger than she was by a good half a foot. He was a strong and imposing man in his dark blue uniform, and he looked down at her with heavy puffs of breath coming from his nostrils.
"Tell me exactly what happened," he demanded.
Ginger was wild with anger. "I was just raped," she screamed. "Now you're asking me to describe the thing to you. What the hell do you think I am? A walking pornography book for you? Do something you idiot! You're a cop. You should be able to do something! What the hell good are you otherwise?" Ginger was in a violent frenzy.
"Were you a virgin?" asked the officer with authority in his voice.
Ginger was cowed by the sound of it. "Well, no, I wasn't a virgin. But what the difference does that make?" she ended hotly.
"All the difference in the world," the officer pointed out. "How do I know you didn't lead them on. You're not a virgin, you know how it feels to get fucked good. How do I know you didn't want these men who raped you to do it? Sex is a pretty powerful urge. It leads people to do strange things." He was looking at
Ginger cruelly. Looking up into his powerful eyes she was afraid.
"Forget the whole thing officer," she said, and started to leave. But suddenly she felt the policeman's strong hand roughly grab for her. The officer gave a quick look around, and finding no one else in the vicinity, he pulled Ginger roughly with him into the bushes.
"Hey," Ginger protested loudly, her arm pained from the pressure of the officer's grip. "Hey, what the hell do you think you're doing. Let go of me or I'll scream."
"You scream and I'll clobber your brains out, strip you, screw you, and then arrest you for indecent exposure and attempt to rape." His hand clamped hard and secure against Ginger's mouth, preventing her from uttering a sound, keeping her from making any sort of signal for help.
The officer pulled her to the ground behind a large clump of bushes. "If you promise to act like a good girl and not scream or attempt to escape, I'll let go of you. Otherwise I'll have to bind and gag you." Ginger could tell by looking into his eyes that he meant what he said. She nodded yes. The officer released her..
"What are you going to do to me?" she asked, playing innocent.
"What do you think?" the policeman answered, smiling broadly at her, his gaze gluing to her breasts, then tearing away to explore the other points of her marvelous anatomy. "Were you really raped before?" he asked her disbelievingly.
"Of course!" Ginger hissed hotly. "Why should I lie to a cop about that?! !
"Who knows?" he answered slyly. "Maybe you wanted to make me." He laughed at his insinuating statement.
Ginger was frantically exploring her mind for a way to extricate herself from this dilemma. She dug sex, but she did not dug to death by it, and three rapes in one night was a bit much, she thought to herself. Perhaps the cop would listen to reason.
"Look," she began. "Why do you want to rape me? You're married. Maybe you have children. Do you want to spoil that with something so crude and corrupt and dishonest as this, that you would take advantage of me and victimize me?"
"Look, baby," the officer began, harshly, "Let me tell you something. Its tough being a cop, particularly if you dig sex. Ever try keeping law and order while gorgeous chicks are walking all over the place without bras or panties, with all their body showing through their clothing and making you go wild with lust? When I was a kid we never had chicks like that, and baby let me tell you, this ol' peter of mine really felt the need for them. So don't give me shit about wives and kids. My wife's is an ugly hag and my kids are out screwing. So I mean to get every piece of ass I can get a hold of. And right now honey, you're it. Dig?"
Ginger did not want to risk a reply. This guy was as frustrated as the Tantalus of Greek mythology. She decided to play along with him. It would be safer in the long run.
The officer stood next to her, his lust-ridden body towering over Ginger's voluptuous form. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her with immense ferociousness, a knockout kiss, his lips slurping gigantically over Ginger's face and lips. She held him to her, smothered by his huge body, feeling the heat of his large and powerful desire, finding herself sparked by it, feeling the fires of desire rekindling in her body. Their lips surged together. The officer pressed against her, his lips aggressive and searching, demanding response from her. She gave it, her mouth opened to accept his tongue as it slipped greedily into her.
The officer's hands wandered strongly over her body, evoking familiar and powerful sensations from it, plunging Ginger down the familiar road to sexual abandon.
The cop tugged at Ginger's dress, and drew it off of her easily. In a flash her other articles of clothing wer off of her too, and she was stark naked before the hulking body of the cop.
His eyes glowed like flashlights in the dark, as he stared at Ginger's attractive and enticing body. He was growing more and more excited as each tense second ticked by. Ginger was stunned and pleased by the total and complete arousal that her body effected in the policeman.
"You're fantastic," he said in a broken, rasping voice, "Absolutely incredible."
Ginger got down on the soft mat of grass while the stockily built officer climbed out of his gear as fast as he could manage.
In an instant he had fallen onto Ginger's body and was planting wild and uncontrolled kisses all over her, covering her flesh with a film of saliva as his mouth slurped frantically, ecstatically over her. Ginger was fired by his direct, naked kisses, and she responded in kind, madly planting her lips over the smooth skin of his face. She wanted him now. A great desire torched through her and made her go mad with lust for the huge powerful body which crushed her.
She took his gigantic, incredibly inflated prick in her hand, and her body quaked at the touch of it. It was so unbelievably large! She could not encompass it with one hand. She groaned at the thought of it. She capped it with her palm and drew her fingers gently up, gaining appreciative moans from the naked cop on top of her. The feel of his hairy thighs against her smooth skin inflamed her mind to new heights of craving and desire. She was maddened by his drive and power.
The officer grasped at Ginger's body brutally, causing her skin to redden. Ginger whimpered under his forceful commandingness. Her body melted into liquid in his strong hands. She wanted his rod to slam into her so much that she couldn't stand it any longer.
Clutching hard at the thick cock in her white hand she shrieked, "Put this in me, copper boy, shove your night stick into me. Kill me with your rod." She mashed the huge organ with her hands.
The officer pulled his prick away from her hand and cupping it in his curved hand he placed the huge staff between the lips of her cunt. Ginger groaned as she felt the first delicate touches of it against her cunt lips.
Suddenly and with unexpected force the horrendous shaft struck into Ginger like a solid bolt of fire, shearing into her creamy tight depths, tearing exquisite sensations from Ginger and making her groan like a madman.
"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," she shrieked anew, the spearing of the man's shaft hiking her up to new heights of pleasure. The officer placed his huge mat of a hand over Ginger's pleasure-stricken mouth and muffled all her screamings. He pumped in and out of her, pummeling his fat long cock into her secret parts, slamming into her with exhilarating force. His mighty hammerings shook her whole body, and left Ginger dazed and out of her senses. His brutality soon had her into her orgasm, and she moaned and twisted and shrieked and spasmed under the oppressive cover of his body, while she felt the hot jet of his come bathe her insides, as he convulsed all over her, himself overpowered by the fearful workings of his come.
The two of them lay spent on the wet grass. They had reached the summit of fulfillment, and it was a while before either of them stirred.