Protection (closed)

Leaning back on the couch and sliding my slacks down over my hips . . . the rest of it is all up to you babe. Feeling your lips moving up and down the shaft, pre-cum oozing from the head; all I can do is enjoy your attention to my cock; and you do know how to give attention to 'your buddy' (not so little any more).

Instinctively, I run my fingers thru your blonde hair, watching (and feeling) your head bob up and down.
 
I lick the precum off the tip of your cock before I take your hard length between my lips and start to bob my head. I moan at the taste of you, my eyes glancing up at yours as your fingers run through my hair. My hand reaches between your thighs and cups your balls, gently massaging the globes inside until I feel your thighs tense.
 
Not sure what turns me on more - playing with your pussy and driving you to an explosive orgasm and licking your taste from my fingers, or having your orally stimulate my hard shaft and play with my balls, you seem to know just how much pressure to apply when you caress them - either way, my internal orgasm-meter is telling me that the end is coming soon for this time.

Holding back, but I know you can feel my body beginning to tighten . . . my thighs gripping your wrist that is cupping my balls . . . my butt tightening and lifting my body off the couch and forcing my cock into your throat . . .

"Fuck, baby . . . don't stop . . . . ."
 
I pull my lips off your cock as I hear you tell me not to stop. I look up at you and grin, pulling my hand off your cock as I stand up and step out of my jeans, looking down at you and your hard cock that wants so much to cum.

“Catch me if you can.” I whisper in a husky voice as I dash off through the doorway to the kitchen.
 
"What the fuck?" Can't run with my pants down around my ankles, so I have to stop and kick them off as quickly as I can and then run after you into the kitchen with my hardon bouncing up and down with every step . . . all i can see is your panty-cover ass moving thru the kitchen . . .
 
I giggle with joy as you give chase and I’m soon bounding through the kitchen and into the hallway that leads to the basement. Before I read the door, I let out a squeal as you snag my wrist and pull me again you. Looking up at you, I smile and pant, pressing my body against yours.

“I guess you caught me.” I say softly, whimpering as I feel your very hard cock pressing against me. “Now that I’m your prisoner, what will you do with me?”
 
"Well, young lady, prisoners usually need to be restrained, either behind a locked door or handcuffs to prevent two things: hurting themselves or hurting the captors. I'm not too concerned about you hurting yourself, but I am concerned about you hurting me if I allow you unrestricted freedom."

I know where I am going with this, but you . . . will this is going to be fun!!

"So, I think this is how we will proceed to protect my body from your possible attack." Pushing you thru the door to the basement, I close the door and lock it from the kitchen side and head up to the bedroom to get my cuffs . . .
 
I gasp as you push me into the door to the basement, the sounds of the lock clicking into place making me wonder what you are up to. I wait at the top of the stairs for you to return, the furrow of my brow as you reopen the door making me question what you are doing right now.

“Oh, please Mr. Officer, I promise to be good.” I say as I see the cuffs in your hands.
 
"Downstairs, young lady, you are in a lot of trouble." Hard to keep from smiling, but I am trying to be really tough. Following you down to the basement; very little light down here until I finish the remodel.

"Before we proceed, all prisoners in here are required to strip for a complete search."

Twirling the cuffs on my finger, watching you with a stern eye, waiting for the rest of your clothes to come off.
 
I look over my shoulder at you and as soon as I reach the bottom, I turn and start to strip out of my clothing until I’m standing naked in front of you. I give you a small smile before I cover my breasts and pussy from your view with my hands, acting like the shy, naughty girl that you obviously have in mind.
 
"What does your boyfriend do when he tells to keep sucking his cock and you stop and run off like that. I think someone needs to be taught a lesson."

Taking you by the arm and marching you out into the garage. Fairly dark out here, no light except what comes thru the door from the family room. "The first thing we do with young people like you is a complete body cavity search. On your knees, missy."
 
“Oh, please, sir, I promise to be good.” I say as you march me into the garage and demand that I get on my knees. I slowly sink to the ground on my knees, looking up at you as you stand before me with an obviously happy cock.
 
"Open wide, young lady," as my cock springs free from my boxers. Taking hold of the back of your head with one hand and my cock in the other hand, I slowly slide my cock into your mouth and wriggle it around from side to side. "Move your tongue around inside your mouth. Need to make sure you have nothing illegal hidden under your tongue."

Thrusting my cock in just deep enough that I touch the opening to your throat.
 
I open my mouth and gasp as you push your cock deep inside. Moaning loudly, my hands reach up to brace against your thighs as you hold the back of my head. Following your instruction, I swirl my tongue around your cock, sucking it as you thrust in and out.
 
"OK, that's enough, for now anyway. We need to complete our body search. Stand up, bend over, and grab your ankles."

Before coming back down with the handcuffs, I also grabbed the lube from our toy drawer. As you bend over and grab your ankles, your ass is displayed quite nicely in front of me. Lubing up my middle finger, I place my left hand on your butt cheek, "I'm sure this will hurt a little, but it is a very important step in our body search." Pressing my lubed-up finger on my right hand to your tight little hole, I slide it into your ass, slowly but firmly.
 
I stand up and turn my back to you, whimpering as I bend over and grab my ankles. I know that my ass is on perfect display and I shiver at the thought of you seeing everything so intimately. I moan as I feel you hand on my ass, massaging the muscle before you press your finger deep into my pucker.

“Ooohhh…” I coo, my body suddenly restless as I dance from foot to foot while you play with my ass.
 
Making sure to do a 'thorough' inspection before removing my finger; I can imagine how wet your final area of inspection already is. After removing my finger and wiping the lube, "Your final inspection is the most critical, and if you do not pass this test, you will be cuffed and will be required to spend the night in my custody. Spread your feet a little wider."

Kneeling behind you, I insert my hand between your thighs and spread your pussy lips with my fingers, observing the already wet surface of all the lips and interior folds.
 
I’m squirming by the time that you get to my dripping wet pussy. Obeying, I spread my legs wider, giving you a view of my tightly puckered hole and the wet folds that are peeking at you.

“Alan, please.” I whimper as you kneel behind me and spread my pussy with your fingers. I let out a loud moan as I can feel your breath caress my folds and I’m quaking with anticipation.
 
"Obviously, with this much leaking there is a potential problem here; I'm not quite sure what you may be hiding in here. Stand up, miss." As you stand, I pull your hands behind you and cuff your wrists.

Indicating the stairs, "Go."
 
I tremble as you cuff my wrists and I look over my shoulder at you as you point towards the store. “Oh, Sir, I can’t possible go upstairs where everyone can see me naked! I’m a good girl.” I say in a throaty purr, a grin on my face.
 
Smacking you on your bare ass, "I said go!"

Finding out more and more every night how much you enjoy my taking charge . . . every additional command makes you drip even more . . . and there is a definite stream running down your inner thighs . . .
 
I let out a yelp as you smack my ass. The flesh jiggles and pinkens from your swat and I am scurrying up the stairs. My thighs are wet and my pussy is needy. I can only hope that you give me mercy soon.
 
Following you up the stairs, thru the kitchen, and up the stairs into our bedroom. Undoing the cuffs after entering the bedroom and locking the door behind us. Your moans are audible; it seems I have pushed you to the brink of another orgasm.

"On the bed young lady . . . on your back . . . spread wide. There is one final inspection to be completed before releasing you from custody."
 
I’m visibly trembling as I crawl onto the bed, turning onto my back and spreading my legs wide for you. Looking up at you, I fight the urge to bury my fingers into my pussy and bring me to the orgasm that I so want. I trust that you’ll take care of me too and judging from your cock standing at attention and dripping, I know that you need to be taken care of as well.
 
Walking over to the closet and retrieving a bag in the bottom down by my shoes, I bring it to the bed and set it near your feet. Opening it slowly, I bring out the billy club that I carried for many years as a police officer.

Slapping it against my hand a couple of times, then picking up the lube and smearing a glov over the end, I lean in and rub the end of it against your clit. Spreading your lips wide with my fingers, I rub the end of the club back and forth, teasing your clit . . .
 
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