Chapter 2
Bianca Okona turned the squad car around the corner and headed for the police station. In another thirty minutes, her shift would be over and she would be able to relax. She didn't like working alone but a recent case of flu had attacked the department, and those few policemen and policewomen who had remained healthy were needed to work double shifts and work alone.
Bianca's hand absently crept between her legs, and, before she really realized what she was doing, her fingers were rubbing her clit through the pants of her blue uniform.
"Fucking flu bug," she hissed angrily. "I can't even get fucked!"
Louis, her husband, was also working a double shift, but he worked the second shift. For the past week, he got off work just as Bianca got on work; when Bianca's shift was finished, Louis's shift was just beginning.
Two blocks ahead, Bianca saw her own car. In it she knew was Louis. A smile played on her lips. If she could talk to him, maybe she could sneak away on her lunch break and get a quick fuck by her husband.
The light turned red just as Biana got to it, and she stopped the black-and-white squad car. No sense in running a red light unless it was absolutely necessary. Citizens who hated cops had a habit of taking down car numbers and reporting less-than-perfect driving habits to police lieutenants who took a less-than-tolerant attitude toward such things.
"What the fuck?" Bianca gasped as she watched Louis suddenly leap out of his car and confront two women. Bianca instantly judged the women to be prostitutes, and she couldn't help but smile. Louis, the cop's cop, was working even before he got to work. She felt proud of him for that.
The hookers were escorted to the back of the old Buick, and, with a screech of tires, the dented four-door took off down the road.
Bianca tapped the steering wheel restlessly, waiting for the light to change. Nearly five blocks ahead, Bianca saw the Buick make a right turn, and she speeded up slightly but didn't go so fast as to cause undue attention to herself.
Bianca lost the Buick and circled several blocks before she found it parked in a dingy alley between two old and decaying buildings. Confused, she got out of her squad car and locked the door. Had the hookers somehow overpowered Louis? Maybe they had a gun stashed somewhere on their person and were threatening to kill him.
Drawing her service revolver, Bianca crept silently into the alley, plunging herself deeper into a world she passionately despised.
It was dusk and in the alley, between the two tall buildings, Bianca could see little more than silhouettes of objects. But, as she walked on, near a large dumpster filled with smelly garbage, Bianca saw what looked like her husband. Something else was moving on he ground in front of him. She crouched and moved forward silently, careful to avoid broken glass and thereby accidentally warn the kidnappers of her beloved husband.
"That's it, you cocksucking bitch," Louis groaned.
Bianca's senses did flip-flops when she heard his words. Squinting, Bianca suddenly focused on a sight she never thought she would see. There, kneeling at his feet, Bianca saw the two hookers. Their hands were behind their backs, obviously kept there with handcuffs, and one of the women was sucking his cock.
"Holy shit," Bianca hissed, shaking her head as though that might change the scene.
The hookers were both young...very young ...and quite pretty. The blonde with with small tits and a long pony tail was wearing a tight-fitting mini-skirt that just barely covered her cunt and ass. The other one, the young redhead with a freckled face, wore a see-through blouse and a pair of hot-pants that were indeed quite hot, squeezing her shapely ass and showing off everything she had to offer.
Bianca was torn between wanting to rush forward and confront her husband and running away and forgetting about the whole sordid thing. Trapped in the emotional turmoil of a situation she didn't like at all, she ended up watching silently in the darkness, wishing Louis would see her but unwilling to make her presence known otherwise.
The blonde was sucking cock hungrily, hands cuffed at the small of her back. Her pert face pistoned smoothly over the length of Louis's prick, taking his cockhead into her mouth until his prick smacked against the opening of her throat. Then she pulled back, tongueing his sensitive cock with short, experienced stabs and chewing on the tip of his prick.
"That's it, you young cocksucker," Louis rasped, feeling the knob of his cock getting deftly licked by the frisking tongue. "Suck that big cock! Suck that big cock or I'll arrest both of you!"
The words spurred the blonde on and she mouthed his cock more feverishly. Her face jerked back and forth, lips tight around the girth of his cockmeat. Her smooth, childish features were twisted and distorted due to the thickness of Louis's prick, but she obviously was no novice to sucking a big cock. Kneading the tube of hard prickmeat with her lips, the blonde's tongue curled and rubbed against the sensitive underside, flicking here and there, sliding along the ridge that separated the knob from the shank.
"Ohhhhh!" Louis moaned, churning his hips slowly back and forth to fuck his cock into her young hot mouth.
The blonde sucked awhile longer, then released his cock from her mouth. Instantly his prick jumped out, shining brilliantly from her spit in the pale light, glowing white in the darkness of the alley.
"Now it's your turn, bitch!" Louis hissed, grabbing the redhead's hair and pulling her face over his prick. He fucked his cock deep into her mouth on the first stroke, slamming his prickmeat between her lips, almost gagging the girl who looked to be in her teens.
"Mmmmmmmmm!" the redhead moaned, bobbing forward to take his cockmeat straight down her throat. Her lips tightened around the root of Louis's prick, tongue pressed flat in her mouth with his cock's thickness.
From the side, the image of the redhead deep-throating Louis's cock was staggering. There was this young girl with her nose buried in her husband's bush with his cock throbbing, stretching out her throat massively. Bianca had taken his cock down her throat just like that many, many times. Still, she had never thought that a girl as young as the redhead would have the experience to do something like that. It sent Bianca's mind spinning.
"Suck me! Ohhhhh! Damn, your mouth is so fucking hot!" Louis groaned, amazed that the girl's lips were circled around the base of his six-inch cock.
The red-headed girl, like the blonde, had very small tits. The tits of a little girl. Seeing _that their tits were smaller than hers gave Bianca some emotional comfort, but not very much. She highly doubted that the girls would stop sucking her husband's cock even if the handcuffs were removed. As the redhead pulled her lips back and forth over Louis's prick, the blonde was planting smacking kisses on his straining thighs. Clearly, both girls were enjoying the hell out of their predicament. "Mmmmmm!" the redhead moaned again, twisting her face in a circular motion around the mushroom-shaped knob of Louis's cock. As the redhead worked her lips hungrily on his cockhead, the blonde pushed her face forward and began licking his throbbing prickshaft, not stopping until the redhead was once again deep-throating his entire prick.
"I'm going to cum in your mouth," Louis groaned, feeling his balls begin to jump around between his legs, tingling like mad. "I'm going to cum in your young cocksucking mouth!"
When Bianca heard those words coming from her husband's mouth, she was instantly gripped with fear. Once he came, she knew that he would be more aware of his surroundings, and then she would surely be discovered. She headed back to her squad car as silently as a cat in the night.
"Ahhhhhh! Suck me offfff!"
The words sounded far-off to Bianca, but she could picture in her mind what was happening as clearly as if she were standing right next to her excited husband. Bianca could almost see the young redhead's throat working to gulp down the vast amount of cum that poured out of the slitted tip of his cock. She could see the look of supreme joy on the teenager's face as she licked and swallowed time and time again, urging Louis's balls to give her every last drop of cum they held.
Bianca holstered her revolver and took a pack of cigarettes out of her shirt pocket before getting in the squad car. She lit the cigarette and inhaled deeply, trying to calm her jagged nerves.
"Two can play that game, Louis," she said quietly, her voice dripping with venom. "Yes, dear husband of mine, two can play that fucking game!"