Chapter 8

Lisa's pussy felt like hamburger. She sat behind the wheel, her legs spread wide to relieve the raw sensations of pain. What a night it had been! God, could that kid fuck! She felt a shiver of excitement race up and down her spine as she thought about it.

"Mmmmm, I can't wait for tonight," she murmured to herself, pulling down a side street. "I'm going to."

Her thoughts were interrupted by the sight of a young ma racing into an alley, chased by a man in a white apron. She quickly parked the car, radioed for a back-up, and shot out the door, her hand on her revolver.

"Stop! Police!" she cried.

The man who was chasing the boy stopped and turned an expression of hatred on his face.

"That punk is a thief!" he shouted. "Get him!" Within minutes, the young boy was in handcuffs, standing spread-eagled against the brick wall of the building, Lisa's revolver at the back of his neck.

"Now what happened?" she said to the storekeeper as he ran over, huffing and puffing.

"I want that punk behind bars," he gasped. "Fucking, Goddamned thief. He robbed me."

"What did he take?" Lisa asked. When the storekeeper didn't answer right away, she asked the same question of the boy.

"An apple," he said softly, his voice shaking with emotion.

"A what!" Lisa said, exasperated. "A fucking apple?" She looked at the storekeeper, then to the boy. She replaced her revolver and removed the handcuffs, turning the boy around.

"Look at him," she said as she fumbled in her pocket, then removed a dollar. "The kid's hungry. If you were any kind of human being, you'd have given him the Goddamned apple." She thrust the dollar into the man's hand. "Here," she said disgustedly, "this ought pay for your apple. Now get the hell out of here!"

"What kind of police department do we have?" the man said, his face flushing with anger. "I have a good mind to..."

"And I have a good mind to run your ass in for creating a public disturbance," Lisa interrupted. "Now get out of my sight!"

Just then, two squad cars came squealing around the corner. Four policemen ran over, two with shotguns, two with raised revolvers. Lisa waved her hand then explained the situation. A few moments later, the storekeeper crept away, mumbling to himself.

"I'll take care of this," Lisa said to the officers. "I'll take, our little apple thief down to juvenile hall." When the men left, chuckling under their breaths, she turned to the boy. "What is this world coming to?" she asked, tugging his arm. "What's your name?"

"Mine... I mean, Bob, uh, Ross," the boy answered.

"Two will get you one. Your real name is Allen," she grinned.

"Runaway?" When the boy nodded, she asked. "Last name?"

"Allen Wilson," he answered. Then he added quickly, "Don't take me downtown, please! Just let me go, I promise I won't do this again. I swear."

"Well," Lisa said slowly consulting her watch, "I'll be off duty pretty soon. We'll get you something to eat, then talk about it. OK?" She looked him squarely in the face, authority now in her voice. "I'm gonna trust you," she said, giving him two collars, then pointing to a hamburger joint across the street. "Get yourself a sandwich over there and I'll pick you up in an hour. I can trust you, can't I?"

The boy nodded, taking the money. No way in hell was he gonna stick around and wind up in jail or juvenile hall! Not even for this broad. Fuck, whoever heard of a nice cop? Even a woman cop. They're all pricks. I'll eat, he thought, then I'll leave.

"I'm glad you waited," Lisa said, walking into the restaurant. "To be quite honest, I didn't know if you would."

They drove in silence to her apartment, each sizing the other up. Lisa liked what she saw. He must be really young, she thought, but he had the body of someone much older, tall and muscular, like a distance runner. And he seemed to be a study in browns, from the curly hair that framed his sensitive face, the liquid brown eyes, the dark, even tan, right to the clothes he was wearing. Her eyes rested briefly on the thick mound of cock that rested between his meaty thighs, wondering what his prod would look like... how it would feel inside her. She reached over and touched his leg, feeling him flinch.

"Where are you taking me?" Allen asked, looking more like a hunted animal than ever. "Not... not to juvenile hall."

"I thought I'd take you to my place," Lisa said, her hand still on his leg, gently squeezing her fingers into the taut flesh.

"What for?" Allen asked, clearing his throat. If she is trying to make me feel relaxed, she sure as hell is going about it the wrong way, he thought! Jesus, if she doesn't move her hand, I'll come right in my pants! "I mean, what for?" he asked again.

"You'll find out," Lisa grinned, running her fingers up to his crotch, fingering the rubbery shaft, feeling it pulsate to life. "That is, if you haven't already," she added.

Once in the apartment, after reading a note from Mark that he would be out with Debby, she turned to the boy as she removed her uniform.

"Get comfortable," she said. "I'll get us a drink."

"How comfortable?" Allen asked, his voice a croak.

"This comfortable," Lisa answered, removing her blouse, then her bra. When her tits flopped forward, she cupped them, squeezing the nipples together. "Want to get this comfortable?" she whispered.

She had seen men undress, in her day, some slowly, others rather quickly, but this kid was fast! Within seconds, he was standing before her fully naked, hi enormous cock slapping upward. She studied him more closely, noting the hard angles of his body, the smooth, sculptured chest, completely devoid of hair. In a way, he looked like a marble statue of some hungry Greek God.

"Take me," she said softly, her hands outstretched.

When she felt his hard, young body engulf hers with a strong embrace, his cock pressing against her stomach, she felt a shiver of excitement race up and down her spine. Then, after returning his eager kisses, she led him toward the bedroom. Almost before she knew what was happening, he was between her legs, his hips humping up and down, his prick sliding over the furry mound of her pussy.

"You really are hungry," she whispered into his mouth. "Now... make me hungry too!"

Allen raised his hips, aiming the end of his dick between her tight, swollen cunt lips. He held himself there for several seconds, darting his tongue inside her mouth, feeling the slick warm juices of her body bathe his cock head. He gave a sudden jerk, biting down on her tongue, and jamming the full length of his prod deep into her pussy. His nuts rode up the insides of her thighs, resting in the crack of her ass. When the base of his shaft pulled her opening almost to the breaking point, he groaned loudly into her mouth.

"My God, I don't believe this is happening!" he said. "When I saw you... I thought I'd be pistol whipped or something... and now... to be... fucking you!"

Lisa whimpered with a mixture of pain and pleasure. I must have misjudged the size of his cock, she thought! Sure it was big, but this big! It completely filled her insides with hard, pulsating warmth, rearranging her guts. Each time he poked in and out, it seemed to grow larger. She exhaled loudly, spreading her legs a little wider, hoping to ease the pain.

"Goddamn, you're so nice and tight," Allen groaned, slipping his mouth over her chin, to the hollow of her throat. When he felt her pulse bun against his lips, he closed his eyes, slamming into her cunt even harder, his body aching all over. "Can... can I fuck you a long time?" he asked softly, now inching his mouth down to her breasts, licking around the hard, rubbery projections. "Please?"

"I wouldn't have it any other way," Lisa answered, thrusting her hips upward. All pain had melted into delicious ecstasy, sending ripples up and down her pussy cunt. "Just keep fucking me like this, you little bull," she murmured, running her fingers down his back, cupping his small, tight ass. "Shove it in... and fuck me all night! God, bang it to me, you bastard!"

Men needed absolutely no encouragement. While he gobbled down on her tits, he held her shoulders firmly, his ass bobbing up and down like a jackhammer. He was already painfully aware of the swirling masses of jism inside his nuts, making his entire body flinch, his muscles turning into ribbons of hard muscularity.

"God," he gasped. "I could... go right now! I've never had it like this... so fucking tight and... baby, you've got the hottest pussy I've ever fucked!"

"See if you can hold on for a while," Lisa said. "It feels too good for you to stop."

"Stop?" Allen grunted, biting more savagely into the flesh of her breasts. "Baby, the only way to get me to stop is to use that night stick on me!"

"Then... go, if you promise you'll keep fucking me," Lisa whispered, sliding her fingers up and down the hairy crack of his ass. "Poke me full of hot cream, stud! Ram it in and ream out my little pussy good and hard!"

"I guess I can hold out a little longer," Allen winced, knowing that he was lying even to himself. The base of his prod was jerking violently, the muscles that held his orgasm back beginning to loosen. Already he could feel little first glob spurt into the center of his shaft. He withdrew quickly, then plunged back in, knowing it was useless to fight it. "I... I... can wait," he grunted. "I... I... UNHHHHHH! FUCK! TAKE IT, WHORE!"

Lisa was only getting warmed up, but when she felt the first of his scalding climax scar into the back of her pussy, she got hotter than a firecracker. The wads of juice seemed to bring with them a million tiny orgasms, piercing into the walls of her cunt, spreading outward, inflaming every cell, each nerve in her guts.

"Yes!" she groaned, almost lifting him off the bed. "Yes! Blast a whole fucking gallon inside me! Keep fucking me full! God, it's so creamy and... fuck me! Ram it to me!"

The tiny explosions seemed to gather into one welling spasm, then suddenly shot up her cunt canal, bursting from her opening. Her clit was now throbbing deliciously, snuggled in his wiry crotch hairs. The pleasure grew to a gut-crunching level, turning her insides to butter, then to what seemed like a lake of churning lava. "FUCK ME!" she shrieked, digging her nails into the firm, hard ass that bobbed up and down, plowing his prick even harder into her burning hole. "GODDAMN YOU... FUCK ME! FUCK ME HARPER! AIEEEE!"

Allen hammered like a crazy person, completely digging the full length of his rock-hard shaft in and out of her sloshed-up cunt. Even long after his prick had stopped squirting the huge lumps of cum, he fucked, hardly decreasing his speed at all.

Lisa's climaxes finally subsided to an aching throb, filling her with warmth and satisfaction. She relaxed, half-expecting the boy to do the same, but it was more than obvious he was a man of his I word. It didn't look like he'd stop what he was doing for a long time. She turned her head slightly sideways and looked between them, watching his cock slam in and out of her pussy.

"Mmmmm, no wonder it hurt at first," she murmured, seeing the thick, round base of his prick spread her cunt lips. "You're... so big and hard. Ahhhh, that feels nice -- just keep fucking me like that."

Allen began groaning once more, feeling a gathering wad of jism seep, into his nuts. What made him groan with pleasure, however, was the fact that he knew he'd have more control this time. He kept up a hard, rhythmic movement, digging his cock deeply into her cum-soaked hole, almost like a machine.

Lisa with an even passion returned the feeling with a greater desire for him. She began jerking her hips up and down to meet his plunging cock, her hands tightly gripping his ass.

"Oh, give it to me," she gasped. "Keep fucking me like this all night! God, don't ever stop!"

Allen suddenly grabbed her thighs and yanked her knees up, crushing them over her breasts. As he did so, her ass curled up, revealing both tiny boles. Holding the backs of her knees with his left forearm; he lowered his right hand to her shitter, thrusting his middle finger deeply inside, bending it, scraping the tip over her sucking walls.

"GOD!" Lisa cried loudly under this new, delicious assault. "So... GOOD! UNH! FUCK ME, BULL, FUCK ME HARD!"

Allen poked his finger and cock in together, feeling the spawning muscles pull on him. He wondered suddenly if she would suck him later, and the idea made him burn with even greater lust.

"Take it, you fucking cop slut," he groaned, now plowing into both holes with furious, savage jabs. "Goddamn you, I'm gonna rip you apart!"

The way he was going at it, Lisa didn't doubt him for a minute. She'd never seen a man get so excited so quickly, or one who could excite her so quickly. Her insides were churning violently, ready to spit her orgasm up the center of her pussy canal.

"Baby... baby... baby." He winced, feeling his body shake with nearing release. "I'm... so... fucking... close... I... UNHHHHHH!"

His climax tore into her guts with savage, splattering gushes, filling her to overflowing. Within seconds, twin jets of hot, cum juice spurted from the bottom of her cunt, dribbling into the crack of her shitter.

"YESSS!" she hissed, writhing and bucking like a wild horse, her body inflamed with thundering stabs of hot ecstasy. "FUCK MEEEE!"

While Allen drilled more of his explosive orgasm into her snatch, Lisa thought she'd go completely crazy with pleasure. Her pussy was hot and raw, now boiling with his masses of jism, her insides totally full of hard, plunging cock.

"All of it!" Allen barked suddenly, crushing his full weight forward, grinding the base of his prod brutally into her hole, blasting a final glob of cum deeply into the back of her pussy. "Ahhhh baby all of it."

For several long moments, Lisa's orgasm hung, slowly subsided, then exploded back upward, causing her to scream out panting moans of pure ecstasy. Soon she was exhausted, her body filmed with a glistening sheer of sweat, causing their bodies to smack noisily together.

"Jesus," she whispered. "Don't you want to rest a little?"

He was till going at it, gouging wildly into her spent cunt, his cock hard, as ever. "I mean... aren't you tired at all?"

"With a pussy like this to fuck?" Allen said, rolling to his back, pulling her with him. "Shit, I could fuck you like this for a million fucking years."

For Lisa, the next two hours seemed like ten million years.