911: An Erotic Tale

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Benson, her mind totally blown by the entire situation, didn’t know what else to do but nod. She didn’t really even understand what he was asking.

Anthony smiled, then lowered his lips between Benson’s legs as Claire held Benson’s pussy lips open.

As she assisted her husband in pleasing Benson, Claire moved back and forth against Renner’s partially sagging cock. “We’re not finished yet, Officer Renner.”

Renner, just shaking his head as he watched his partner being licked now by both the wife and husband, resumed his thrusting. His cock quickly regained its hardness, and he felt himself being squeezed incredibly tight by Claire’s cunt.

“Oh…God…dammit…” Claire huffed as an orgasm hit her. She felt like her cunt was tearing apart as the already stretched muscles tried to contract around Renner’s huge cock, but if anything the tension made her orgasm more intense.

“SHIT!” she cried as she came.

Benson, too, had another orgasm, as much from watching Claire coming between her legs as the stimulation she had been getting from Claire and her husband.

That’s when Anthony stood up and began undressing. Benson watched him reveal a very handsome, chiseled body. It was the body of a man who worked at a job requiring hard labor, but who didn’t waste the effects of that conditioning with a lot of beer or fatty food. He looked like he’d be at home in any gym, pumping iron. And his cock was perfect: maybe seven or eight inches long, an inch and a half around or so, and rock hard.

Without saying a word, Benson, still shaking from her last orgasm, held her legs open wide for Claire’s husband.

Anthony got on the bed and knelt in front of Benson’s ass and raised legs. With his eyes locked on hers, drinking in the curves of her body, he guided his cock into her pussy.

“Oh,” Benson sighed as Anthony filled her. Then he positioned her so that her feet were up against his shoulders while knelt on the bed, his bent legs on either side of her ass. He raised himself up slightly, then began to drive himself deep into Benson’s cunt. Benson began to pinch and twist her nipples as Anthony hammered his cock in and out of her.

“Ohhhhhhh, Godddd!” Renner couldn’t hold on any longer, and Claire had a third orgasm as his massive cock spasmed. Renner fucked her even faster as his cock spurted cum into her.

Lost in a delirium of orgasmic pleasure, she collapsed onto the bed beside Benson, Renner’s cock still pumping cum into her.

As Renner’s climax subsided, she felt his labored breathing as he lay on top of her, but her attention was riveted on her husband, who was furiously fucking Benson. From Claire’s vantage point, she could see her husband’s cock, slick with the other woman’s juices, shooting in and out of Benson’s cunt, his balls smacking against the policewoman’s ass with every powerful thrust. In ‘first encounter’ situations like this, Anthony tended to be a very aggressive lover; only if the people they were with were invited back for another session were they treated to the real Anthony, who loved foreplay, who loved pleasing a woman—or women—who loved making love.

But as she watched his tight ass as he humped Benson, a very, very naughty thought came to her. “You know, officer,” she whispered slyly to Renner, “my husband works with some questionable characters. Maybe one of them slipped him something that might require a full body cavity search to find.”

She turned her head enough to see Renner’s expression. Satisfied that he was at least up to the possibility of considering the idea, she explained, again in a whisper, “He enjoys a finger up the ass. He never believed that we girls should be the ones who have all the fun.”

Claire could see the wheels turning on Renner’s face, and then he smiled conspiratorially.

“Well,” he whispered back, “there are a lot of crazy characters around this town. I’d better do my duty and check.”

He got off of Claire, and she bit her lip in delight as she anticipated Anthony’s reaction. She felt Renner’s huge cock, flaccid now, slip out of her, only to be replaced by one of the man’s big fingers, getting a little lubrication.

She wiggled her hips and squeezed it with her vaginal muscles, just for fun, before he slipped it out of her.

She watched as Renner innocently took up a position behind Anthony, who was totally focused on fucking Benson. With astonishing speed, just as Anthony pulled his cock on a back-thrust out of Benson’s cunt, one of Renner’s hands clamped over Anthony’s shoulder while the other shot like a cobra between her husband’s ass cheeks.

“What the—” was all Anthony managed to say before Renner had shoved his big index finger almost four inches into Anthony’s asshole.

Anthony whipped his head around to see Claire smiling devilishly, with one hand pinching her nipples and the other buried in her pussy, and he suddenly smiled back. Renewing his thrusting into Benson, who by now had come at least twice more, she watched as Renner managed to move his finger in and out of her husband’s ass in rhythm with the pounding Anthony was giving Benson’s cunt.

“I’m coming…I’m…”

Claire’s gaze fastened on her husband’s face, devouring the expression of pleasure so intense that it bordered on pain. His big muscles rippled as he bared his teeth and cried out in a wordless roar, driving his cock as deep as he could into Benson’s cunt and holding it there as his body emptied itself into her, Renner’s finger still buried to the hilt in his ass.

“Oh, baby,” Claire sighed as she came once more, her fingers moving quickly in and out of her over-stretched pussy. “God, you’re beautiful.”

After a moment, Anthony collapsed on top of Benson, who took his face in her hands and kissed him passionately. She wrapped her quivering legs around his hips, holding him deep inside her.

Renner, smiling like the Cheshire Cat, slowly removed his finger from Anthony’s ass and retired to the bathroom to clean himself off.

“Jesus H. Christ,” Benson breathed, still holding on tight to Anthony but looking at Claire. “I can’t believe you two.”

“Honey,” Claire said, moving over to lay beside her while Benson cradled her husband, “that’s not even foreplay for us with our friends.” She brushed an unruly wisp of hair from Benson’s face, smiling at the demolished bun that still half-heartedly attempted to contain her beautiful hair.

“You’re both welcome to stay and get better acquainted if you like.” She kissed Benson gently, then gave her husband a more passionate, loving kiss.

“Well, I’d love to,” Renner said quietly as he returned from the bathroom, “but we’ve got duty really early tomorrow—we’re on rotating shifts—so I for one need to get a little sleep.” He cast an appreciative eye over Claire and felt his cock begin to harden again.

Benson, too, nodded. “Yeah, otherwise sarge’ll kill us,” she sighed, loving the feeling of Anthony between her legs, relishing the thought of having Claire’s tongue buried in her pussy again.

“How about this weekend?” Anthony asked. “Are you guys free then?”

Benson and Renner shared a glance, then a smile crept upon both their faces.

“Well, as a matter of fact,”

Renner said, “I think we are. Aren’t we, Officer Benson?”

“Definitely,” she said, sliding her legs sensuously along Anthony’s body. Then, with a glance toward Claire, she said, “And you never know when you might have to make another emergency call…”

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