Date: Sat, 31 Dec 2016 16:51:06 +0000
From: Jesse Hunter <bpd1381@hotmail.com>
Subject: From Cop to Whore part 2

The usual disclaimers still apply.  And remember to make a donation to
Nifty.  Do it before you release that crazy juice.  You'll forget if you
wait until after.

And thank y'all for the encouragement.  I hope you enjoy this one as well.

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A couple of days had passed since Dontay had made me his bitch for about 20
minutes.  But, those 20 minutes woke up something in me.  It became hard to
focus.  I kept to my usual routine.  Worked at night, went home and went to
sleep. Got up, jogged 4-5 miles and went to the gym 4 days a week for
weight lifting.  That stayed the same with one exception.  I was cleaning
myself out before work on the off chance I had to answer another call at
the apartment complex.  When my off days came around, I didn't plan to look
for ass online or drive to Birmingham and pick up some random trick in a
bar after my liquid courage kicked in.  Nope.

I wanted to be a submissive bitch again.  Why?  Fuck if I know.  Maybe
because I have to be a badass at work and that gets tiring.  Nearly every
guy I took home found out I was a cop when we pulled in the driveway (take
home patrol car).  Immediately, I became a fantasy for them. I played the
part because I like sex.  But no sex compared to what Dontay did to me.  I
went against everything in me as I surrendered to his pleasure.  Pleasing
him drove me crazy.

During those long shifts, running stationary radar on the highway, between
a few calls here and there, I had plenty of time to think about it.  What's
this shit about?  I risked my job.  There's no way Haley didn't hear me
getting my brains fucked out in there.  Hell, the door was open when he
blew his load in my throat.  She might have watched for all I know.  The
thought of someone seeing Dontay make me his slut made my dick start moving
in those tight pants.  Seriously?  What the fuck is going on?

My dick was half hard thinking about it when my radar started making that
high pitched noise, letting me know someone was in a hurry.  I was blacked
out in the median.  Turned all my lights on and went after the speeding
car.

It pulled over fairly quickly.  I pulled up behind it.  I saw a set of
hands stick out of the driver side window and the passenger window.  I
didn't see it as necessary but appreciated the gesture anyway.  We were on
a quiet, dark highway at 2 am.  I scanned the car while walking up to it.
Just two people in it.  They looked to be in their early 30s.  The driver
looked up at me.  He was dark skinned with short dreads.  Fuck he's hot.
Why did I not see how freaking hot black guys were before?  Snap out of it,
Jessie.  Work to do.

"How's it going, tonight?"

"Alright."

"I need to see your license and insurance."

"What did I do?" He asked as he handed me his stuff.

"76 in a 55.  You been drinking tonight?"

"My boy over here has been.  That's why I'm driving his car.  I didn't have
as much."

I looked at his driver's license.  "Mr. Malone, I need you to step out of
the vehicle for a few tests."

Before we started the sobriety tests, I patted him down for weapons.  I
found one.  He was packing a pretty big package from what I felt.  In his
pockets were a couple of unused magnum condoms.  Focus Jessie.  To my
surprise, he passed the tests.  No DUI here.  It's a habit to ask a million
questions on every contact.  Still horny for Dontay, I asked, "So no luck
tonight, huh?"

"Huh?"

"Those condoms in your pocket."

"Oh yeah.  Fucking bitch ass I'm with couldn't hold his liquor.  Got us
kicked out."

"Shame you couldn't get that big ass snake drained."

It got quiet.  I knew I took it somewhere I couldn't get back from.  My
other brain had took over and told me it was worth the risk.  He looked at
me.  Then looked back at his buddy in the car.  He looked back at me.  I
looked down at his dick then back at his eyes.  I smirked.  He made a move
with his lips but I couldn't understand it.  He started walking to the
passenger side of his car and motioned for me to follow him.  I was no
longer in control of this traffic stop.  He opened the back door and sat in
the back seat with his feet still on the ground.  He unzipped his pants and
pulled out his dick.  It looked small at first.  His balls were huge.

My real brain tried to fight me on this one.  Was I really about to blow
this guy on the side of the highway?  There might be thick woods on both
sides but the occasional 18 wheeler or car is bound to pass.  He looked at
me while rubbing his dick.  Yep.  I'm doing this.

I took my place between his legs.  I took him in my mouth.  I took his soft
dick all the way until my nose was pressed into his pubes.  I inhaled his
scent.  Hell, even his scent was having an effect on me.  "Oh fuck," he
moaned.

"What's this?  You gay, Marcus?"

"Shut the fuck up.  Head is head."

His drunk buddy watched with what looked like disgust while I sucked him
hard.  That small dick got huge in my mouth.  Now I understand why he
needed those magnums.  "Damn, dude," I mouthed around his cock.  "Yeah I'm
a grower not a show-er."

I tried to shut out the world around me and focus on making him cum.
Still, I noticed the 2 18-wheelers that passed us during this.  And then
there was his drunk buddy in the passenger seat that was watching.  He
didn't look disgusted anymore.  From the motions his shoulder was making I
figured he was playing with himself.

Mr. Malone had grabbed my head when I couldn't go all the way down on his
dick.  He made sure I did.  I was gagging, choking and slurping on his big
dick.  After a few minutes of this, he started to tense up.  He felt close
to cumming.

"You want this nut?"

"Please, sir."

"Here you go, boy!"

He had pulled out of my mouth to jack off on my face.  He shot 2 volleys of
cum.  The first landed on my tongue.  The second landed on my cheek.  He
was still panting when he looked at my face.  He took his fingers and wiped
the cum on my cheek into my mouth.

I stood up and adjusted my hard dick in my pants.  Shit, I leaked pre-cum
through my pants.  He pulled his pants up and stood up facing me.

"You giving me a ticket?"

"Nope.  Drive careful."

I heard his buddy as I was walking back to my car.

"What about me?"

"Fuck you, bitch.  I got mine.  We're outta here."

I drove to the town hall to clean up.  Well, ok.  I also had to release my
crazy juice by jacking off in the bathroom.  I could still taste his cum.
I cleaned up and went back out on patrol.

To be continued...