Chapter 3
It seemed as though she had been asleep for hours when she heard the loud barking noise. Debbie came awake instantly as she felt the jerking on top of her body.
"Hey, what do you think this place is?"
Dick was scurrying to grab the towel back on top of them, but the other person grabbed at it. He pulled it away entirely and Debbie wanted to scream in embarrassment. She was naked.
"What have you two been doing, huh?"
Debbie looked past Dick to the large man standing in the sand. He looked ten feet tall from her perspective. She wanted to pull Dick back on top of her to keep herself somewhat protected from the gaze of this stranger, but there was no way that she could.
The man pulled Dick to his feet and he looked awfully silly standing there with nothing on. She reach for her clothes, for the tiny bikini and started to struggle into it, but the man pulled her onto her feet, too.
When she was standing there, naked and on a level with he man, it was the first time that she realized that he was wearing a uniform. He was wearing a police uniform.
"Here, wrap this around you, miss."
The policeman threw the towel at her, but not before he had gotten a good look at her firm young body. Not before he had looked with envy and determination at her curves. He noticed her firm breast and the slim waist and he smiled at her for a brief moment.
"I didn't believe the report was true. This is disgusting. Disgusting."
Dick was still standing there, naked. His cock looked so small now that it was shriveled with embarrassment. She wanted to shout at the policemen and tell him to let Dick get dressed. However, the policeman did it for her.
"Get dressed, you filthy thing! I may have to book the both of you."
He looked at Debbie while Dick was scrambling for his clothes. He made sure that she saw the way he was leering at her. He enjoyed picking up young things at the beach.
As a matter-of-fact, Frank Remson could count on a few good ones, each season. The kids were young and were too hot to wait until it got dark, or to go somewhere they wouldn't be seen.
The lifeguards usually didn't bother reporting it. But one old biddy, looking for some shells with her young granddaughter had noticed them and had immediately called the precinct.
"You get over here and take those monsters off to jail! I pay my taxes here and I demand that they go to jail for this!' "Pair of kids going all the way, Frank. Chase 'em, will you?"
The police had better things to do than to arrest some teenagers for making it in public. Most often the act occurred because they were in love or just too hip on sex to wait.
If there were drugs or alcohol involved, sometimes, that changed the picture. Mostly though, the sergeant didn't want to see two kids hauled into the station house for fornication.
It was up to the officer there to impress them enough so that they wouldn't do it again. Most of the couples never did. They made sure that the next time, no one was around. Or they went someplace that was secluded.
If they gave the officer a hard time or they resisted him, that was something very different, but usually, the kids would turn scarlet when they realized that someone else was there.
They would suddenly realize what they had done and they would hurry to get dressed just as these kids had done. He knew that they would be no trouble. But that was part of the fun, too.
"Do you realize what you did? Do you know that there are decent people who have the right to use this beach? People with little kids who shouldn't see this kind of thing?"
Debbie wanted to cry at first. She heard the stinging tone in his voice and she just looked away. She didn't want to hear all those things being said about her.She wasn't a bad person. At least, she had never thought so.
"You may be a mother someday, miss. Would you want your kids to see something like this? Huh?"
Debbie shook her head, but it wasn't enough for the gruff man. He leaned towards her and spoke louder.
"Would you? What's the matter, you can't talk to a policeman?"
"No. No, I can talk. And, no, I wouldn't want my kids to see it."
She would have looked down and away again, but the man's face was practically in hers. She looked into his instinctively and something didn't match for her. He wasn't angry. He was looking towards the blanket. Down at her breasts.
But she didn't have time to say anything about it. He was leaning over towards Dick now. He was walking over menacingly and she forgot about the look. The gruffness of his voice was enough to stop her.
"You, you slimy thing. What would you say to her father? She looks like a decent kid. Why, if I were her father, I'd knock the shit out of you!"
Dick was dressed now. He had all his clothes on. He was wearing a pair of cut-off jeans and a T-shirt. He looked okay to her, but he looked just like every kid to the policeman.
The slightly long hair didn't help either. He didn't wear it that long, but long enough to make the policeman look twice. A trouble making kid, that's what he looked like.
Of course, Frank Rensem knew that this boy wasn't a trouble maker. He knew that he would let him bully him. That was more fun for Frank. He liked to see other males cower before him.
Debbie was standing there, wrapped in Dick's towel. She was still naked underneath. She didn't know what to do. She wanted to get dressed. At least, to get her bikini back on.
"Officer, can I get dressed now?"
He turned to her, eyeing her more closely than he realized. She looked so young and helpless in that towel. She was dwarfed by it. He remembered her body beneath it. He didn't want her to get dressed, but he couldn't carry the bully bit this way.
"Get dressed, miss. I have some things to find out from the young gentleman, here."
He sneered the word "gentleman" and turned back to his game with Dick. He walked around him and took out his book. He got out his pen and started to open the pad.
"Now, what's your name and where do you live?"
"Richard Random. I live at 14 Gardener Drive."
"What do you do."
"I go to high school."
"High school, huh? How old are you, boy."
"Sixteen. I go to Old Whatron High."
"I didn't ask you that, did I."
"No, officer."
'Then I don't want to hear it!"
He spat the words out and Dick retreated a little. He didn't like this. He did not like being intimidated this way in front of someone else, especially a girl. Especially Debbie. He liked her.
Frank Remsen turned to watch Debbie dressing under the towel. He didn't know that she didn't have any clothes with her. Her mother had dropped her off at the beach in just her bikini and a towel with her lotions.
Bobby usually drove her home after they met later on at the beach. She didn't even have any money to get home. It was a frightening prospect for her as she slipped into the small cloth pieces.
"Are you dressed, miss?"
"Almost, officer."
Then he turned back to Dick. He snarled a couple of times to make it seem better to himself. He liked the act that he was putting on. At forty-three, he still enjoyed these little games.
"Okay, boy. Now, we have some talking to do. Do you know that this is a crime? A real crime?"
"No sir, I didn't know that."
"You didn't know that I could put you in jail for something like this?"
"No, I didn't. Honestly, I didn't. I don't think of lovemaking as a crime."
"You don't think of fucking, or screwing, as a crime? Well, it is, boy. It is a crime punishable by a prison sentence."
Dick was scared now. He didn't know what to say to the man. He didn't know how to react. He was getting a bit angry for the attitude and the way that he was putting down the lovely experience that he had just shared with this new girl he had gotten to like.
He wanted to tell this man to go to hell and to stop saying the things that he was saying because even if it was a crime, it was the most awful thing that he had ever heard of.
But Frank Remsen wasn't finished with him. He wanted to make him squirm a bit more. He walked around him as he spoke to him, so that he could get a glimpse of the girl as she dressed under the towel.
"It is punishable by law. In public, this kind of fornication is punishable. You would have a record and you'd never go any place. Would your parents like to know something like that? Do they know that you do things like this in public?"
"No, they don't. But I don't think it's as terrible as you say it is."
"What? You don't think that I know what I'm talking about?"
"I didn't say that, officer. I said-"
"I heard what you said, kid. I heard all right. I have good ears, you know.
Frank Was beginning to scream at the boy. He was getting high on what he was doing and he enjoyed this scene immensely. He liked to fight with some of the kids, before he let them go. He wouldn't take too much from them, but this was still fun.
"You got a lot of nerve, kid. You've just committed a crime that I can put you in jail for and you want to argue with me. Some balls, kid."
Dick was getting angry, though, and the policeman could feel it. He didn't want to have to bring a kid in like this. He didn't want to have to bother with all the paper and such for something like this.
It was also slightly dangerous for him to do this. He could be held on charges by the kid's parents for harassment or something like that. That wasn't part of his game. He didn't enjoy that part of it.
He knew that he would have to cool things down and so he started to talk about something else. He didn't want an actual confrontation with the boy. He was more interested in the girl. He always was.
He liked putting the boy down in front of the girl, so that he felt bigger with the girl. He liked that, but this real arguing and shouting didn't fit into the picture.
"Okay, now, let's get some order around here."
"
The comment didn't fit into anything, but Frank liked saying it. He liked the sound of his voice when he said it. He turned towards the girl, who was standing there in just a bikini. He looked at her good and long.
She was a prize piece for his collection. She was just what he loved to be with. She was young so firm. Her body was ripe in a young sort of way. He wanted to get his hands on her.
"You dressed, miss? Is that what you're going to wear going home?"
"I only have a towel, but that's back at the place that I left it."
"And where is that?"
"Down the beach about half way down. I took a walk and that's how I met Dick."
"You talk a walk. You mean that you don't know this boy?"
Dick rushed to her defense. He didn't want that price tearing into her for what they had both enjoyed.
"Debbie and I know each other for some time. We had broken up for a little while and we just got back together."
Frank thought for a while. But he figured that it was plausible and he didn't fight it. He didn't want to get in trouble with the girl's parents for libelling her in front of a witness. That wasn't cool, either.
"Okay, so you lovebirds just made up. How neat. Well, you did it in the wrong place. Too bad.".
The time had come for the beginning for Frank. He was about to have his chief thrill. He was going to order the boy home.
"Now, I want you off this beach and gone before I can finish up this report. If you're not gone before I do that, I am going to take you in and book you. Is that understood?"
They both shook their heads. Debbie started to walk away, but the man stopped her.
"I want him off the beach first, and then, you. I don't want you kids stopping someplace to have a second performance. Then, I would be in trouble for being too soft and letting you off."
Dick was about to protest, but Debbie fell for it. She didn't think anything false about it and waved him off.
"I'll call you, Dick. I'll call you at home."
He smiled at her. She was bright. He had given his name and his address. She would be able to get the number from the phone book and call him later on. She was pretty smart for fourteen years old.
"Okay, Debbie. Take care. Talk to you when you get home."
The boy turned off and started walking back on the beach. He was going to get home right away and wait for her call. He wanted to know that she was all right. She was a nice kid.
As soon as he was out of earshot, Frank came back to Debbie. He didn't want to make a move until the boy was out of earshot and out of shouting distance. It could be that the girl wouldn't cooperate and that he would get into trouble. He had to be very careful about that.
"Now, I'll just take you on home so that you won't be getting into any trouble around here."
Frank moved in towards her and took her by the upper arm. Debbie didn't like the way things were. She didn't know what she detected, but she didn't like all of it.
"I have to get my towel and my beach bag. It's further down on the beach."
"Fine, we'll walk on down that way."
He let go of her arm and they walked to the water line. It was hard packed sand down there, and it would be easier to walk there. He had shoes on and he was finding it hard to walk in the soft sand.
Frank decided to go out on a limb a little bit. He figured that he could always back off if he was on the wrong track. He had seen lots of young girls before and this one looked like a real hot kid.
"Now that the boy's gone home, you can be honest with mc You never saw him before today."
Debbie was taken by surprise. She hadn't lied in the first place. Dick had done that for her. She wasn't used to lying and she didn't like to. Instead, this time, she just nodded her head.
It wasn't really a firm nod that he was right, but it wasn't a denial, either. She didn't like to he because she couldn't think that fast. She couldn't manage to think fast enough to give the lie credibility.
Virtue was not the only reason for which she was truthful. She didn't like being caught in a lie and she couldn't manage all the details to make everything seem plausible.
Encouraged by her response, Frank went a little bit further. He was pleased that he had been right in his hunch. He liked feeling that he was a good detective and he liked to think that he could solve things that other people could not.
"I knew that he was lying. Nice kid to lie for you."
"I didn't do anything wrong. I didn't."
"Miss, it is a crime to fornicate in public. That means you can't screw outside when other people can watch you. Anyway, you're under age."
"What does that mean? So what?"
Debbie was becoming angry. She was only fourteen and she knew that very well. What she failed to comprehend was why it was against the law to do things just because of your age.
"Now, don't get snippety with me, sister. It means that if I bring you in on a minor morals charge, you could very easily get sent away to one of those girls' houses. That is sheer hell."
"Oh, that doesn't really happen any more, does it?"
"I'm telling you that it does. And it's not very pretty. You'd have a record and everything else too."
Debbie didn't like what he said. She didn't know what to do. She didn't really think that he was lying. Why should a policeman lie to her? She was only a kid and she didn't mean anything to him. Did she?
"But why would they do that to me? I didn't do anything."
"You sure did. I caught you in the act of screwing a guy on a public beach. That is something."
"But wouldn't Dick be part of this? I mean, why just me? You let him go."
"No, I didn't. I have his name and address. I can call him in at any time and prefer charges.
I just wanted to let you make that decision."
"Me? Make what decision?"
"Come on, Debbie, you're not a stupid girl."
Debbie got that feeling in her stomach. She didn't know what was going on but she knew something was going to happen. They were close to the towel where she had left her things. It was there, but Bobby certainly wasn't.
She thought about Bobby. It certainly would be nice if he showed up. But that was impossible. It was already getting dim. The sky was darkening and the sun, red and angry, was going down for another try the next day at scorching the earth's surface.
She stopped at the large towel and the policeman took her by the arm again. He brought her closer to him than was necessary or proper. He didn't actually touch her body, but he was much too close to her.
"Come on, what's it going to be?"
"Officer, I don't know what you mean?"
"Well then, I'll spell it out for you. Right now, I can either arrest you for improper dress and improper conduct on the beach, fornication and soliciting for which you can be prosecuted and remanded to a home for delinquent girls. That's a bad deal. Otherwise, we can forget about the whole thing."
"Well, I'd love to forget about it."
"That's very wise, Debbie. Very wise." He reached for the girl and brought her even closer. But this time, he brought his lips to hers and kissed her very forcefully. He parted her lips and thrust his tongue into her mouth.
She fumbled and fought against him, but he was much stronger than she was. She could only manage to get her lips away from his, but then, he pulled her head over to him and kissed her more deeply this time. "No, no! Stop that!"
Frank let her break loose for a moment. Then he reined her in tighter. His face was very close to hers and he snarled the words:
"Now, that wasn't very bright I thought you understood what I was talking about. But I guess that you didn't. Now, I suppose that you want me to bring you in and go get the boy. Well, come on."
He waited for a minute, and then started to drag Debbie up the beach. He was hurting her and the tight suddenly dawned in her head. She finally understood what he was asking her for. She was shocked.
But thoughts went very fast as he was hauling her behind him. They hadn't really picked up her things, but she didn't think that it would be a good idea to worry about getting her things at that precise moment.
Before she realized it, they were on the boardwalk. Her bare feet scraped against the well worn planks and she realized that she did not want to go to prison. She didn't want to give up the life that she had.
Debbie panicked and did what everyone of the girls that Frank had encountered did when faced down. She capitulated to his desires. She had to give in. That was better than going to prison. Or some girls' home.
She had heard about those places. They were worse than awful. That's what, and she didn't want to be in a place like that. No way. And, anyway, this wasn't so bad, after all. She got in trouble in the first place for screwing.
"Hey, can't we stop for a minute?"
"Why?"
Frank turned to her and looked at her. He didn't look very pleasant and she was a bit scared. But inside her, the fright carried more than just utter terror. There was excitement that she felt.
He wasn't raping her. He was making a proposition to her. She could very well refuse what he proposed. He wasn't forcing her onto the sand and taking her against her will.
"I think that I would like to, well, make other arrangements. I don't want to go to jail."
"You really do? Well, what do you know about that!"
"I mean it. I really do. Now, anytime."
"You really mean it? Is that so?"
He was mimicking her, but softly. He didn't want to jolt her out of agreement. He was scared for a time there that he would have to arrest her or make up something to get her into the station house.
He had no idea what he would arrest her on. Besides being naked on the beach, but that would be such a hassle for nothing. The sergeant wouldn't like it at all. That was not the way to a promotion and better feelings in the job.
"Well, it's kind of dark here, maybe there."
He looked around then and saw that they were close to the concession stand. It never opened this year and the building made a nice hideaway. He found himself thinking that if they had thought about it, he wouldn't be here now, enjoying the spoils of his job.
He moved her over to the shelter of the building and when they were nicely hidden in the shadows of the lean-to building, he pulled her over to him again. This time, Debbie didn't pull away or fight him off.
Instead, she kissed back. She pushed her tongue into his mouth. She forgot that this was a real, grown up man and thought about it being one of her boyfriends. She didn't want to fuck this up, too.
She ran her hands over his back until she was touching his shoulders. She ran her fingers up and across his neck and felt his skin shiver under her nails. Feeling very superior then, she continued.
There was a certain amount of pride in this for her. She felt very desirable. As a fourteen year old girl she was flattered that this older man wanted her like this.
In her head, she dreamed about being the femme fatale that made men swoon. She was going to do a number on this cop who wanted her body. She was going to make him remember this evening for the rest of his life.
Most of the fear went out of her. She forgot about all the terrible things she had been thinking about losing all the things she had and going into a terrible place such as a home for girls.
Now, all she thought about as she pressed her body up against the man's form was that she was the sexiest thing on two legs. She was vamping him and making him want her. He was gone on her.
He kissed her back and they joined tongues in a long and passionate kiss. She had very little on, to begin with, and it was extremely easy for the man to slip her top off.
He pulled the bathing suit top from her breasts and as the material threatened to rip, Debbie, herself, unhooked the back of it. She didn't want to ruin her prize bikini.
She watched his face in the dim light as her tits fell into his hands. He was mesmerized by the sight and then the feel of her small, firm bosom. It was sheer delight for her as he pressed his fingers around her nipples.
Frank was delighted with her movements. He felt the buds on her breasts grow hard and he delighted in rubbing them between his fingers. It was something erotic to him when he did it.
Over and over again, he rubbed her tits. But he quickly tired of that activity alone and stole his hand down to her bikini bottom. He was fondling her firm rounded buttocks. He slipped his hand under the small article and rubbed his finger into the crack in her ass.
When Debbie felt the probing finger, she wiggled and giggled a bit. She was beginning to enjoy her decision to avoid the harshness of the law. It was extremely nice to feel what he was doing to her.
He was titillating her nicely and she enjoyed what he was doing to her. In fact, she started to feel excited when he did it. Her pussy started to wake up and she felt the slightest bit of moisture seeping through her firm pussy lips.
Frank was hotter than anything now. He liked the way that she was rubbing up on his finger and the way that she was reacting. She acted tike she was really enjoying it.
That was the greatest part of it all. Lots of the other girls did it, but they acted like he was forcing them to do it. Which he was not. He wouldn't force anyone to do something that she did not want to do.
Completely turned on, he thrust his finger into her pussy. Coming around from the back of her body, he slipped his finger into the tight hole. The moistness reinforced his excitement at the girl's aroused condition and he found that he grew wilder by the moment.
"You hot little bitch! You're dripping!"
Debbie didn't answer him. She was hot and wanted to feel more than his finger buried in her hot cunt She had been having wild experiences this whole day, and the police officer promised to be one that she hadn't figured on.
They were both getting very aroused. Debbie was lost in her interpretation of the arrangements that she had agreed to. She felt his fingers probing in her young pussy and the sparks started to shoot up her back. She was more than just interested in turning him on.
Frank felt her against his body and his cock became harder each moment He was wearing a hard-on such as he had not experienced since his days as a horny young animal.
Then he could have fucked ten females in a row with no breathing room in between. Now he was happy with one a night. And that was more than he got, ever. She would be something for him to remember.
The shadows deepened as their breathing quickened. Frank could easily plug her right there with no conscience and maximum pleasure. It was something that the man would cherish as a memory.
"Okay, how about some of that sweet pussy for me?"
"I've got all the cunt that you can handle."
Debbie was taken up with her own impression of the situation and she tossed her head as she said the words. She was feeling very much the femme fa tale. She was an exciting little vamp who was making him sweat for her pussy.
"Then let's find out."
The man pulled at her bikini bottoms and the girl wiggled until she had helped him remove them. She kicked them off her ankles and then spread her feet so that her legs were slightly parted.
Feeling the accessibility of the young girl's tight opening, the man went slightly insane. He didn't wait any more. He opened his pants and pulled his prick out into the air. It cooled the heat of his prick.
"This thing's been waiting for now. He's wanted to plug you really bad."
He didn't wait for the girl's response. He kissed her deeply and then began to hoist her up onto his cock. He was sticking straight out and up at an angle.
Debbie was light as air to him. He did not hesitate for a moment to hoist her up higher into the air. She was light and eager for his thick, throbbing cock. It was sheer fulfillment to her now.
He fumbled with her pussy lips until he had them open all around his cock. He pushed until he felt his cock snag in her opening. He wanted to make it right away. He didn't want to fool around.
Debbie felt the tip inside her pussy and she shivered as the width of it spread her wider than she had ever had it. Frank had a thick, squat cock. It was much wider than most and that was its prime advantage.
'That feels so thick. So big."
"It sure is. Big and thick and hot for you. Gonna cream into you in just a minute."
She moved as he tried to spike her pussy deeper and deeper. He was more than just anxious now. He was raring to shove it way into her and fuck so furiously that he could pop right away.
"Dammit girl! Come on and get on that cock for me!"
Debbie heard the words and she climbed higher in her own excitement. She was wanted, and she was very excited. Sure, her boyfriends wanted her, but this was so totally different. This was a man. She had gotten him hot and he was mad for her pretty cunt.
In response to his demands, Debbie wiggled until she could feel the thick monster forcing its way into the correct channel. She felt the slippery channel spread wide over his cock.
"That's so damn tight!"
The man was talking out his thoughts. He was livid with passion. He was wild to slam into her tender pussy until he blasted her with all the hot scum in his balls.
Debbie used gravity to her advantage. She forced herself downward on his prick and gasped as the stretching shocked her into awareness. She had never had such a big cock inside her before this.
"Oh, it's too big. It's just too big!"
"No! It wfll fit. You'll see. But it'll stretch the hell out of that tight cunt. You wait!"
"Oh, it's so big! Oh, officer, I don't think that I can take it!"
"Well, you're going to, so just get used to it!"
The man was well past reasoning. He was lost in the pleasure that was filling his body and his mind. He was gone with all the need that raced through his brain. He could do no less than hammer away at her pussy wildly.
Debbie felt the monster thing go-all the way up in one slippery push. She yelled out, but the man pulled her head to his and kissed her so deeply on the mouth that she couldn't utter another sound.
She felt the huge thing begin to split her apart and she wanted to yell and push at him. The pleasure was not yet in effect in her pussy. She was merely feeling the newness and the strange sensations that usually precede successful penetration.
She wanted to squirm away from him, but any way she moved the feeling only became more intense. She didn't know what to do, but wiggle and fight a little here and there.
Still, the man persevered. He didn't sense the change in the girl's attitude. She had never experienced such a man before. That cock was too much for her literally. However, he couldn't know that.
Debbie wiggled and thrust about, but then something interesting happened. While she was fighting his movements and trying to accommodate herself on the giant prick the sensations changed inside her body.
Suddenly, the feeling was more than merely novel. It was more than just something new for her. The stretching of her pussy started to become pleasant. Now, the friction against her slippery pussy became filled with desire and pleasure.
She moved now to increase the friction that she felt. It made her feel so very different from the time before. She was beginning to enjoy the situation. Now, she worked for her own enjoyment.
The change in her was noticeable to the officer in one respect only. He felt the increased motions and the force of the movements that she made. She was working for more pleasure than she had been before.
She had been trying to get away from the strange new sensations, but now she was right in there, getting all that she could for herself. She was fucking, for herself rather than letting herself be fucked.
They clawed and rammed each other. She moved violently to get her pleasure on his cock. She wanted to get herself off on him. That was the only thing beating at her brain.
like a very primitive organism, she was guided by that lone instinct. She had to be fulfilled. The fourteen year old girl homed in on the throbbing in his cock and fucked herself on the thick tool.
She concentrated on the intense feeling searing throughout her vagina. She was alive with the need and the attainable goal. She was fighting for something very real and possible for her.
As she humped on him, he drove his cock higher and higher. She was working harder than ever for this come. She wanted to make it so badly that she didn't think about anything else at all.
She forgot why she was there in the first place. She didn't think about anything but getting off on his cock. The urge drove her on and she continued without taking a breath for herself during this whole episode.
All that Frank felt was the increase in her movements and the desire in her grunts. He didn't think of it as something that she was doing for herself, but in terms of his own pleasure.
He felt her draining him, sucking him off with her tight pussy, and he went wild. He was gone totally out of control. He was heaving her up and down over his cock of his own will.
He held onto her hips tightly and while she wrapped her legs around his thighs he plugged her over and over again. He was ramming his cock into her with all his might.
"You hot thing! I'm gonna blast into you right now!"
The spunk was rising from his hot balls and readying itself for transfer to her. She was about to be blasted with all the come that he had in him, and she didn't really appreciate his offering for what it was.
As he was about to spike her for the final round, she felt the itching in her pussy begin. She was about to make it and the tension created by that feeling inside her was unbelievable.
She was totally concentrated on that one part of her body and the sparks flying throughout her body were wild. She was on fire for the need that she felt inside her.
"Fuck me, fuck! Come on, fuck me!"
She kept moaning and half-yelling those words over and over again into the finish. She was going wild on his cock and she wanted to make it right then. As she spiked herself deeply on his cock, the magic worked and she made it.
"Goddamn, fucking cock! Fuck meeeee!! "
She screeched rather than screamed as the lightning flashed through her from her vagina to her brain. Her tight little box convulsed on his cock and the pressure was too much for the man to take.
"You fucking kid, you're draining my balls! Sucking it out!"
He couldn't talk after that, for the rush of come that flooded into her made him weak. He could do no more than shoot his come into her. That was the extent of his powers.
He stood there, half leaning into her, half staggering as he flooded her pussy with the juices he had stored for her. He was ramming her involuntarily. The need in his soul was taken over by the nerves in his body and he could no more stop his fucking than he could walk at that moment.
Debbie felt the hot gush of his come shooting into her pussy, and though it added to the feelings inside her, she was totally gone on her own trip to heaven.
She rocked and twisted and jerked her hips up and down. She was trying to make the most of her come. She was still lost in it and there was no way out of it. She was one fucking little animal.
She grunted as she worked herself over his cock. Her pussy convulsed over and over as she felt the pleasure wash over her in waves. The feelings enervated her as the pleasure began to ebb.
Forced into the primitive rhythm now, they slammed at each other until the best of the sensations died away. The' glow lingered in Debbie longer than in the man, but he felt no less pleasure than she did.
They had shared a tremendously enjoyable coupling. They had fucked magnificently. The passion died as they leaned against each other, now quite aware that it was all over then.
Debbie was the first to recover. She looked up into the man's face. She was just a little less than level with his face since he was holding her, but he slowly put her down.
His cock withered amazingly fast, however. She was aware that he had nothing left when he let her down. She was a bit disappointed, but not enough to show it. He had performed magnificently for her.
'That was really something else, officer!"
"You sure are a hot little bitch. Really are!"
The breeze was cool on her legs and her arms. She suddenly felt a chill from the come dripping down her legs and she wanted some food. She hadn't eaten anything in many hours.
"Can I go home now? I'm awfully hungry."
"Sure, come on, I'll drive you home."
Debbie quickly retrieved her bikini for the second time that day and followed the man to the car he had driven over in. She was very pleased with herself for the entire day. She had met a new friend and had had a wonderful marvelously exciting time with this policeman.
She certainly didn't regret it at all. She had enjoyed herself. She still believed that she had excited him and made him want her. She knew nothing about his strange-likes and his habits.
However, that didn't matter. Debbie was happy in what she believed. She would never see the man again. They both knew that. This was a wonderful one time deal. Truly great.