Day 58: School Girl Crush
written by:
Chellee Big Cannons

This is my sixth story. You don't have to read the others first to appreciate it, but they all recount the fact-based events of my sexual awakening after years spent being a "good girl." If you like it, you may enjoy the others, too! As always, feedback is appreciated and I try to respond to everyone who votes and sends a note!

Leah licked my slit from bottom to top. It sent chills through my entire body.

I leaned back in my leather office chair. My conservative black skirt and half slip were pushed up around my waist. My white nylon panties were laying on the floor. She was on her knees between my stocking covered legs.

I moaned when she flicked at my clit. I opened my eyes and glanced nervously at the office door. Outside and up a short hall was a library full of people. If I opened the blinds on a big window just to the left, I would be able to see out to everyone. And they would be able to see in.

The only other person working was Rachel--my assistant. It was at her wedding--just two months earlier--that I'd been with a woman for the very first time. I didn't think she knew all the details about how I'd fucked one of her groomsmen. And his date. And his dad. Walking in on her boss being eaten out by another woman would surely be a shock for her.

Leah's touch was so soft it made me tremble. She delicately use her tongue to toy with my pussy lips.

"I love eating you out, Chellee," she said.

That much was obvious. She'd been doing it pretty regularly for weeks.

Everything about our relationship--if it could even be called that--was wrong. She was 18 years old and still in high school. I'd been getting ready to start my masters degree in Library Science the year she was born. I was old enough to be Leah's mother. And in some ways that's the shape that things had taken.

The first time I saw her I thought that Leah was a tramp. She looked like poor white trash. Her was a fake blonde and her style of dress made her look cheap. But I learned it wasn't entirely her fault. Her home life wasn't great. She had a negligent mom who was more concerned with having a good time then raising a daughter. When she wasn't at work, she was out with her latest loser boyfriend. The more we hung out, the more Leah took to me as some type of maternal replacement.

But you don't drop by your mom's job to give her head.

Leah focused her attention on my clit. She circled it with her tongue. She slid a finger inside my wet hole. I gasped so loud I was worried someone might hear.

I had been with two other women before Leah. And I was her first. And she'd taken it to fantastically. In 20 years of sexual activity, she ate my pussy as well as anyone.

We'd first met a month earlier. I was spending the night with a man I'd been seeing. When he got called into work on an emergency, he left me alone at his place. His teenage son had shown up Leah and a male friend and I'd discovered the three of them watching a pornographic movie--and doing their best to imitate it. My immediate impulse had been to scold the three of them. But after watching for a few minutes, another impulse took over. And I ended up joining the fun.

I'd been the one to ask for Leah's number. I was on such an erotic high by the end of the night that I couldn't resist. It was impulsive.

I felt guilty when she texted me a few days later. My entire life I'd been sexually conservative. I'd been the type of woman who only sought committed relationships and never had sex with someone until I was certain there was real potential. At an out-of-town wedding a few weeks before my 40th birthday I'd finally decided to give in to hedonistic temptation. I'd indulged my fantasies and let them happen. And I'd rationalized it by saying it would a one time thing--just an adventure on vacation. The plan had always been to go to back to dating and looking for the right relationship when I got home. But that hadn't been as fulfilling as I hoped. And stumbling upon the high school kids had been like an invitation to unleash the suppressed bad girl within. At least for one more night.

I didn't feel guilty about my actions. The kids had already been having sex. I hadn't seduced or coerced them in any way. But an ongoing thing seemed wrong. It wasn't just the age difference--which made me feel like I was taking advantage of someone. It was also the fact that a string of meaningless encounters wasn't what I wanted. I wanted an exclusive partner. Someone who could give me emotional support and longtime commitment--as well as hot sex. And I couldn't find that if I was spending my nights elsewhere.

But I'd never even considered ignoring her text messages. I didn't plan on anything happening, but I wasn't going to be a bitch. She seemed friendly enough. And smarter than I would have guessed. I felt sorry for her situation at home. She needed a female role model in her life. She'd already picked up some of her mom's bad habits--like dating loser guys and letting them objectify her and treat her like shit. But I broke her of that habit quickly. It was amazing how little tenderness and attention it had taken to boost her self-confidence and make her feel like an equal.

Playing the role of cool older sister came easy at first. She just needed someone to talk to her and be a friend. And I enjoyed taking her shopping or out for dinner. I wanted that to be the extent of it. But the sex was inevitable. I knew it was there for the taking. She didn't offer overtly, but it was obvious. And I was definitely drawn to her--even though I knew it was wrong. After a few frustrating dates with guys who I knew I could never love, I caved.

From there, things just escalated for two weeks. Every time I told myself it would stop. I didn't want to stop being her friend. But I didn't want it to be sexual. I was honest with her. And I didn't call her to get together. But I never ignored her calls either.

"I need some advice," Leah would say. "Can we get together and talk?"

And an hour later we'd be fingering each other in my car in some dark alley.

But she'd never visited me at work. Not before that Friday. And when she showed up I knew exactly where it would lead. I'd never done anything sexual in the library before. I'd had fantasies--like most women--but never seriously considered it. But I still knew it would happen as soon as Leah asked to see my office.

I couldn't stop squirming in my chair. I knew there was very little chance of anyone catching us. But still, the chance that Rachel might walk in--or some higher up from city hall might drop by and discover us at that precise moment--frightened me. And it drove me wild. It made every sensation more intense. Every time Leah drug her tongue up my pussy I thought I would pass out. And she could see the effect it was having on me. A month earlier she'd been a complete submissive--just eager to please and be told what to do by a man. But as her confidence grew, so did her ability to control the situation.

"Maybe we should stop?" she said coyly. "This is too risky."

She had a strong Texas accent that was both adorable and sensual.

I didn't acknowledge what she was saying in any way.

She stood up. She had on jeans and a tight, old black angora sweater. It was so worn and thin and stretched that I could see where her black bra stopped and the creamy white flesh of her breast started. I was dressed conservatively in a button-down white sweater and black skirt. I didn't want her to leave. But I didn't want to crack first.

"Yeah," I said. "I don't know what I was thinking letting you do that here."

I pulled down my black nylon half slip. Then I stood up and straightened my skirt. I nodded at my little white panties on the floor.

"Can you hand me those?" I asked.

"Wow, these are soaked," she said when she picked them up. "You must have really been into it? You sure you want me to go?"

"It's probably best," I said.

Leah brought the damn nylon panties to her nose and inhaled deeply. Then she tossed them in my direction.

"OK," she said. "I'll text you later or something. Hug?"

I reached out to embrace her. We really could pass for mother and daughter. She wasn't a real blond like me, but we had a similar stature--both tall and fit and busty. The only difference was her tiny, high-school girl ass, as opposed to my more muscular lower body--the product of years spent at the gym. I loved the way our big titties crushed together when we embraced. My two previous experiences had been with slender women with an average chest. Leah and I were both double-ds.

We held each other for a second. One of us was going to break. It was just a matter of who. She kissed me on the lips. Her soft tongue slid into my mouth. Then she pushed my skirt up. Then she started rubbing my silky slip against my furry mound.

"Are you sure you want me to go?" she asked.

I needed her. But I wasn't ready to end the game. I didn't say anything.

She pulled her hand back again. I leaned to kiss her lips, but she stepped back.

"Don't go," I said.

"Are you sure?" she asked playfully.

I grabbed her arm.

"Stop fucking around and do me," I said.

She pushed me back in the chair. I grabbed my skirt and slip and bunched them around my waist again. My bare ass was against the leather. And my furry cunt was exposed.

"We could get caught," Leah said as she kissed her way up my thigh.

"Yes," I moaned.

"You'd get fired," she said.

"Maybe," I panted.

"Is it worth it to you? For me to eat your pussy?" she asked. "Do you want it that bad?"

A puddle was starting to form in my chair. At that moment, I would have paid anything to just get off.

Leah could read my expression. She lost interest in teasing me. She just wanted to get me off. She drove two fingers into my cunt. She pressed hard on my clit with her tongue. And she licked it with long, firm strokes.

I started driving my pelvis into her hand. It was like I was trying to take a cock inside me.

"Fuck me hard," I whimpered.

I knew I was being loud. I just hoped the walls were thick enough or nobody was close enough to hear.

Leah licked faster and I could feel the tension building. She brought me right to the edge of the cliff. And then she took me over.

"OH!" I almost shouted.

The orgasm was intense. The build up had built up so much need and pressure.

She straddled me in the chair and we kissed for several moments. Then she got up and walked to the door.

"You owe me one," she said with a wink.

Then she left me there with my legs spread and my panties still on the floor.

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That evening I went out for drinks with my best friend, Sky. We'd known each other since college. Even though we had little in common on the selfish--her being a colorful, outgoing, self-described "hippie chick" and me being the prudish, voluptuous librarian--we shared tons of interests and our personalities meshed perfectly.

We always shared everything going on in our lives. After two decades of friendship, Sky had been naturally skeptical when I came back from vacation and confessed my one night stand. Or, more appropriately, three nights of non-stop fucking. But I'd eventually convinced her I was telling the truth.

I'd been on dates the last few weekends, so it had been a while since we really caught up. It didn't take long for me to tell her all about what had been happening with Leah. As I told the story from our first meeting up through the mid-day library hook up, Sky became increasingly shocked.

"Chellee!" she exclaimed at the end. "I can't believe you! I'm not judging. And you know I love you. But this just seems wrong. This girl seems young and impressionable. And this doesn't seem like a good idea."

Of course she was right. I had been thinking the exact same thing. I told Sky the truth about how I'd felt guilty, yet I kept caving in.

"If you were that hard up for sex you should have just called me," Sky said with a wink.

A few weeks early we'd decided to spend a night exploring the sexual side of our friendship. It was an amazing experience. And neither of us had any regrets. But we also both agreed that it would be best to keep it a one time thing. Both of us preferred men. And we were both the relationship type--though, unlike me, Sky had engaged in a few passionate flings in her life. We both agreed that we had too much to risk as friends to muddy the waters by continuing to explore sex together.

"It's not that I'm that hard up for sex," I said. "I mean, I haven't been on a good date in a while. But you know that I can go a while without. It's just her. There's just something about her that makes me lose my mind."

Sky nodded as if she understood. She took a sip of her drink.

"Well then," Sky said. "I have to meet her. I have to see what it is. If you're just crazy or if I see it, too."

I have Leah a call to see if she was busy. She quickly agreed to come meet us out. Even though she was only 18--and didn't look a day older than that--I knew Leah had fake ID to get in the bar. I didn't feel great about further corrupting a minor by helping her drink at a bar. But, morally, it was probably far from the worst thing I'd done with Leah.

Leah walked in looking devastating. Her blond hair was perfectly styled. She had on a short, faded denim skirt with a frayed hem. She top was a thin, white button down with black pinstripes and a square neckline that dove down to show off her cleavage. Beneath it she wore a hot pink bra with lacy black trim that was one hundred percent obvious through the thin blouse. When I'd called to invite her out I'd know that if Sky talked to Leah for a few minutes she'd see her charm immediately. But watching Leah cross the room, I didn't think she'd have to say a word. Every head in the place was turning to look at her. She definitely had a slutty look about her, but it was mixed with confidence.

"You two really could be sisters," Sky said after a round of drinks had been delivered to our table. "I'm jealous. I wish I had a big rack. Or an ass as small as Leah's."

Sky was definitely a couple of cup sizes down, but the remark about Leah's ass was a bit of a stretch. Sky had been a weekend yoga instructor for years. Everything about her body was small and tight.

Like me, Sky attached to Leah almost automatically. The girl wore the scars of her hard life on her sleeve, but she was still surprisingly good-natured, upbeat, and resilient. When she was treated with respect, she was great, witty conversationalist with tons of charm. For the hundredth time I couldn't help thinking I just wanted to be there for her to help her get her life on track and make sure her education didn't end after high school or that she didn't end up knocked up and living a life of low expectations like her mother. I could tell that Sky felt the same way. We chatted though the first round of drinks and then ordered another. The conversation got livelier.

"So, when you two fuck it must be a little like looking in the mirror," Sky finally blurted out.

Leah's cheeks turned bright red.

"You told her?" she asked.

She wasn't angry. Just shocked. And maybe a little embarrassed.

I explained to her the nature of my friendship with Sky. And that I told her everything.

"So have you two ever done it?" Leah asked.

"You DIDN'T tell her?" Sky said, mocking Leah's earlier tone.

Now it was my time to turn red. I tried to change the subject but neither would have it. Sky relished telling Leah what a prude I'd been for most of my life. And how the two of us had spent a night getting one another off with the help of two guys we met in the bar.

"It's hard for me to believe that Chellee was ever that much of a prude," Leah said after the story. "She fucked two guys with you. And two guys with me. It sounds like she loves fucking guys to me."

"I never said I don't love fucking guys," I protested. "I just prefer one guy. A guy who is committed to me."

"You want one guy, yet you keep ending up with pairs," Sky teased.

"Yeah, apparently so," I admitted with a laugh.

"Maybe the three of us should find a pair tonight," Leah said.

We all laughed.

"I'm kind of serious," Leah said after a moment.

I immediately protested, but Leah was persistent. And very persuasive.

"It will be fun," Leah promised.

Sky shrugged and admitted she was game. She hadn't had sex in a month. Plus, it was obvious she was still curious about Leah. She couldn't take her eyes off the girl's body. It was almost as if she had a little crush.

The idea appealed to me, too. Just talking about it got me excited. On some level I knew I wanted it. But at the same time, the cautious, conservative side of me was holding back. I really DID plan to start dating again and stop having one night stands. But I was giving in to Leah's argument up until I remembered her age. And I thought about how she saw me as an older sister or maternal figure. And then I just wanted to take her from the bar and drop her off at home.

"I don't think so," I said. "Besides, where would we even find guys?"

"Are you kidding?" Leah asked.

She stood up from her char and then bent back over to talk to us. She rested her arms on the table. Her tight little ass was wagging in the air. Her skirt rode up so high that almost every inch of her long, sexy legs was exposed. It took less than two minutes for some creep to sidle over and start talking to her. He was at least 15 years older than her with a gut and a shit-eating "watch me seduce this little girl" grin on his face. He made my blood boil. I couldn't just watch what was happening. I was aware of my hypocrisy--that I had recently seduced much younger men, not to mention spending so much time with Leah. And I didn't feel happy about that. But feeling guilty wasn't going to shame me into being a part of just handing her over to some barfly.

"I can not be a part of this," I said emphatically.

I glanced at Sky for help. And I could tell that despite her apparent lust for Leah, she was having the same misgivings.

"What gives?" the guy said as he looked at me. "I like cougars, too. RAWR!"

His condescending remark took me by complete surprise. My jaw almost hit the floor. And without thinking I gave him a full, open-hand slap to the face. Sky and Leah both just stared at me. And then Leah started laughing. Sky quickly followed. The guy just stood staring at us.

"You're just a bunch of cunts," he said and stormed off.

"Let's just get out of here," Sky said with another laugh.

We all agreed it was time to go. I handed our server some cash for our tab and we walked outside. We were all still laughing.

When we got in the parking lot we saw the guy I slapped. And he was talking to a cop. He pointed at the three of us. The police officer had his arm on the guy's shoulder like he was trying to calm him down. After a minute he patted him on the back and pointed him back in the bar. He approached us.

"Ladies," he said, "this guy claims you assaulted him. Care to tell me what happened?"

I quickly told him the entire story, only embellishing a little bit what the guy had said to offend me.

"He just rubbed me the wrong way, officer," I said at the conclusion. "He was hitting on Leah and he's obviously way too old for her and it was creepy."

"I understand," he said. "And this isn't the kind of thing we arrest people for," he assured me.

Then he glanced to Leah.

"Miss, you do look a little young for him. And to be in a bar. Do you have ID?"

I immediately got nervous. But Leah played it much cooler than me. He reached in her purse nonchalantly and handed over the license she'd used to get in the bar.

"Are you really trying to hand me a fake ID, Miss?" the cop said.

"I don't know what you mean," Leah answered.

"The height is wrong. The eye colors are wrong. And you are very obviously not 25 years old," he said. "Do you know this is a serious offense? Let me see your real ID right now."

Sky and I were both completely paralyzed with fear. I couldn't believe the situations I had gotten myself into. And I knew she was thinking the same thing. Neither one of us had needed a fake ID in nearly 20 years. And somehow we'd gotten wrapped up with helping a minor break the law.

The cop must have seen the look on our faces.

"Are one of you her mother?" he asked.

We both shook our heads.

"Aunt? Sister?" he asked.

Again, we shook our heads.

"Do you know you can be arrested right now for contributing to delinquency?" he said.

Leah had become just as frazzled as the two of us. She dug around in her handbag for her actual license. Her hand was trembling and she knocked a few things out of her purse. Including a small bag of something. The cop knelt to pick it up.

"This looks like marijuana," he said. "Things are just going from bad to worse for you, honey. I think you need to step over to the car. And I'm going to need the number for your guardian."

Tears started streaming down Leah's face.

"No," she said. "You can't do that. My mom will kill me. She'll fucking kill me."

"Everyone says that," the cop responded. "But parents don't usually kill their kids."

Leah continued to cry and plead. For the hundredth time that night I felt guilty. And responsible. I'd been trying to a friend to the girl, and yet she was only at the bar because of me. And it was going to get her in serious shit at home.

The officer took all of our IDs. Then he led Leah toward his car. He opened the driver's side door to grab a clipboard and pen. Another cop was in the passenger seat playing with his smart phone. He didn't even look up.

"Officer," I said. "She's 18. Do you really have to call a guardian?"

"Who else is going to get her out of jail? I should be taking you two in, too," he said.

Sky reached out and gently grabbed the officer's arm.

"Come on, Officer," she said. "Leah's not a criminal. She made a mistake. We all made a mistake. We're just three ladies who wanted to go out for some drinks and cut loose. Can't you just give us a warning?"

I'd been in the car before when Sky was pulled over for speeding. She always tried to flirt her way out of a ticket. Sometimes it worked and sometimes it didn't. But I recognized the routine. The police officer couldn't have been a day over 25, but Sky was batting her eyes and smiling at him like he was the first real man she'd ever seen.

"Are you flirting with me, Ma'am?" the cop asked.

He put extra emphasis on the word Ma'am. Sky had the skin and body of a 30 year old and the ass of a teenager. But the silver streaks in her once long, blond hair belied her age.

"I'm just saying that there has to be another option," Sky said. "Something you can do."

He glanced at Sky. And then glanced at me. His eyes lingered on my tight, white sweater.

"Depends," he said. "What she can do?"

"What do you mean?" I quickly asked.

"I don't mean anything," he said. "Not a thing. I tell you what...I'm just going to take a seat here in the back seat of the cruiser for a few minutes to rest my legs. And we'll see in a few minutes if I feel like dealing with all this paperwork. Or...maybe...I'll be just a little less stressed out about things."

He unlocked the back door to the car and slid in. Looking out at us--and specifically at me--he unbuckled his belt and the top button to his uniform pants.

Leah wiped the tears off her face.

"Don't do it, Chellee," she said. "This is bullshit. My mom will kick my ass but it will be fine."

But I couldn't shake the guilty feeling. I didn't want anything in Leah's life to be harder because of me.

Plus, I kind of found the whole thing appealing.

Officer Johnson was hot. It wasn't just the uniform--though I'd always had a thing for them. He was handsome, square-jawed, broad-chested, and young. He looked like a sketch of what Clark Kent should be. In the past two months I'd fucked over half a dozen strangers on nothing more than a whim. And though I didn't plan to keep it up forever, I certainly didn't have any regrets.

But I would regret it if Leah got arrested.

If it took giving a cop a hand job in the back of his car to get her out of trouble, that seemed like a small sacrifice. In truth, in a different situation I may have been happy to take him home with me.

I looked at the girls and suggested they take a little walk.

"Are you sure?" Sky asked.

I nodded and she took Leah by the arm and started walking away. I slipped into the back seat of the squad car and pulled the door behind me. The guy in the front glanced back. He was just as young as his parter.

I reached over and started rubbing Johnson through his pants. I could feel his cock stiffen.

"You know," he said. "I'm a very visual person."

He nodded in the direction of my chest.

"What are you asking?" I questioned.

"I'm not asking anything," he said. "I'm just saying. I'm a very visual type of guy."

His eyes lingered on the slight bit of cleavage showing above my sweater. I hadn't changed since leaving the library. I had on the same sweater and skirt I'd been wearing when Leah came to visit. I left my right hand on his lap. With the left, I took the big button at the top of my sweater between my fingers and popped it open. Then I opened the next two. My sweater dangled open. Officer Johnson and his partner both gazed at the lacy white bra holstering my breasts.

"Nice," the guy in the front seat mumbled.

I pulled the zipper down on Johnson's uniform pants and fished out his cock. It was nice and thick. I wrapped my hand tightly around it and started to tug.

His partner went back to whatever game he was playing on his phone.

"You know, Smith" Johnson said to his parter. "It gets really hot back here. If I had to ride back here for long in a sweater, I'd definitely be dying to take it off."

"You want me to take off my sweater, Officer Johnson?" I asked politely.

"I'm just saying what I would do," he said.

I opened the remaining buttons. Smith turned around to watch again. Both men gazed at my stomach and the bra being stretched to its limit.

I went back to tugging on Johnson's thick cock. He groaned. He made the fake yawn move that every high school boy does on date to the movies and threw his arm around my shoulder. He gently pulled me down toward his dick. When I got the idea, he pulled his arm back and "accidentally" brushed against my right tit. The cup came down a bit. The top of my nipple poked out like a half moon.

Smith put his phone down. We had his full attention now.

I took my tongue and licked Johnson's pole from base to tip.

"Yeah. That feels nice," he groaned.

I couldn't help but enjoy it. I liked the dumb way he wouldn't come right out and ask for what he wanted. And that I was in the back of a cop car in a public parking lock about to suck a guy's dick.

I wrapped my lips around it. I felt myself getting wet as I bobbed up down on Johnson's cock.

He didn't say a word once I started. He just leaned back and moaned from time to time. I sped up. He started breathing harder.

"This one's enthusiastic," Smith said from the passenger seat.

I got the idea they'd played this game before. But I didn't care. I was definitely getting into it.

"Officer Johnson, you're so thick," I said.

Then I dove back down and took him in my mouth again. I went up and down his big prick as fast as I could.

"Yeah," he muttered under his breath.

I knew he was getting ready to pop when there was a hard rap on the window. All three of us jumped. I looked outside and saw Leah and Sky standing by the car.

Smith quickly rolled down the passenger window.

"Hey, we're finishing up some police business here," he said. "Why don't you be happy we let you off with a warning and take a walk?"

"I just thought maybe we could help out," I heard Sky say.

"You sure he doesn't need another hand," Sky said.

"No. Just beat it," Smith said.

"That's exactly what I was suggesting," Sky responded. "To help your partner beat it."

Smith glanced back at his partner. Johnson nodded. Smith jumped out of the car and opened the back door opposite me. Sky immediately slid in on the other side of Johnson. Leah walked around and climbed into the car behind the wheel.

Sky was dressed in a dark, floral halter dress with buttons down the front. She immediately opened the first couple. Johnson glanced at her cleavage and purple satin strapless bra. She gave him a naughty smile. And then she started sucking his cock.

I wrapped my left hand around the base of Johnson's shaft and started tugging while Sky sucked the head. With my right hand, I brought Johnson's face to my titties. I pushed the right bra cup down further so he could get his lips around my nipple.

Leah and Smith were both breathing heavily in the front seat. Just watching was turning them on.

Johnson sucked on my nipple like a baby to a bottle. Sky sucked on his cock the same way. And I just kept pumping him faster. His whole body was starting to tremble.

"Relax," I whispered seductively in his ear. "Just give her your cum, Officer."

It didn't take long after that. Johnson started wiggling in the seat. He grunted several times. And then I felt his cock start to unload. He filled Sky's mouth. And she sucked up every drop.

Johnson through his head back on the seat and let out a massive sigh of relief. Sky smiled at him. I was incredibly turned on.

"So about what you were going to do with Leah...?" I asked.

"What?" Johnson said. "Oh, that. I'm keeping the fake ID. Don't try it again."

He zipped up his pants. I was aching to get off. I couldn't wait to get out of the car and invite the girls back to my place.

Smith got out of the front seat to open the back door. When I stepped out I saw the obvious bulge in his trousers. It looked massive. And I wanted it.

"It looks like you're a little stressed out, too, Officer Smith," I said.

"Yeah," he answered.

Her had the stack of licenses that Johnson had confiscated earlier. He gave them all back except the fake. Apparently he'd run our names to make sure we weren't secret criminals on the run.

Sky and Leah up their identification and I started to do the same. Then I paused and handed it back to Smith.

"What?" he said.

"You forgot to give my ID back," I said.

"What do you mean? I just handed it to you," he said.

"I don't think you did," I answered. "I think you have to return it sometime tonight. Good thing my address is right there on the front."

He didn't seem like the brightest guy in the world, but he got the picture.

Johnson was behind the wheel with a big grin on his face.

"I don't stay up too late," I said to Smith. "Maybe you boys want to bring it by in an hour or so?"

I winked. And then I turned and walked away with the girls. None of us knew how to react. We were all relieved and excited and on a strange high.

"I can't believe you were willing to do that for me," Leah said.

"I can't believe what you just did with your ID," Sky added.

"You girls can call it a night if you want," I answered. "But if you want to drop by my house for a nightcap, I think we might get some company later."

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Leah was on me as soon as were in my front door.

"I can't believe you did that for me," she said.

She kissed me enthusiastically on the cheeks and lips and neck repeatedly.

"If I hadn't called you wouldn't have even been there," I said.

"I don't care," she said.

She kissed me again and wrapped her arms tightly around my waist.

"Nobody does stuff like that for me. Not ever. You're so good to me, Chellee."

She pushed me back hard into the door and pinned me with her body weight. She pushed her lips firmly to mind. She slipped a hand up under my sweater and touched my stomach.

"Let me be good to you now," she said in a husky voice.

I kissed her back. Sky just stood watching the two of us.

"I thought you said I owe you one this afternoon?" I asked.

"You just took care of that," she said with a smirk.

"I don't know," I answered. "I feel like I'm still in your debt. And I like to pay off my debts."

I pushed her in the direction of the couch. She kept leaning forward to kiss me as I guided her across the room. When she sat down I pushed her onto her back. I climbed on top and started kissing her. My hand went to her thigh and started pushing up the frayed denim skirt. Her panties were already damp. I rubbed at her mound. I worked a finger in the leg hole of her panties and buried it in her wet pussy.

Leah immediately started squirming beneath me. I always loved how vocal and active she got during sex. I started kissing my way down her body. I stopped to unbutton her blouse as I went. Her large titties looked like they were about to rip her electric pink bra.

I dropped to the floor on my knees. Leah sat up and spread her legs. She looked sexy as hell leaning back with her blouse open. I pushed her skirt up until was gathered around her wait. And then I pulled her pink panties down her long, sexy legs. When the doorbell rang I had my face buried in her snatch.

Sky answered the door for the two cops.

"Looks like you're just in time, boys," she said.

They were both complete hunks. Johnson was broad and muscular with dark hair. Smith was a ripped, African American with a shaved head. They both took off the belts holding their guns and radios and sat them on the foyer table. And they both made sure the radios were turned way down.

Both men had a big smile as they watched me eat Leah's pussy. They also had bulges in their pants.

"Why don't you sit down and relax, Officer Johnson," Sky said.

She wrapped her arms around Officer Smith's waist.

"If I remember right, you were still a little stressed earlier, right?" she said. "Maybe I can help out?"

Sky led him to the other arm chair. She dropped to her knees in front of him and immediately went for his belt. Within a few seconds she had his giant cock out and between her lips.

Just a few feet away, I was devouring Leah's pussy. She ran her fingers through my long blond hair and begged me not top. I pumped two fingers in and out of her cunt. I licked her clit as fast as I could. And just when she was ready to go, I pressed my thumb against her asshole.

"Oh yes, Chellee," she cried out. "Oh yes!"

Johnson got up and came over to the two of us. He glanced from Leah's rack and over to mine.

"You going to really let me see those big titties now?" he asked.

"You're not afraid to ask any more?" I responded.

Johnson took my hand and helped me to my feet. I let him unbutton my sweater and quickly discarded it on the floor. I unzipped my skirt and let it fall around my ankles. Then I wiggled out of my black half slip. Johnson looked me up and down in my underwear and stockings.

Smith was looking, too.

Sky frantically stroked his cock and sucked on the big, swollen head.

"Suck that dick, baby," I heard him say.

"Let's see those big titties," Johnson said again.

He looked over at Leah on the couch.

"You, too," he said.

Leah stood up and slipped out of her blouse. We embraced and kissed one another. I unclasped her bra. She did the same to mine. Johnson eagerly watched both sets of titties pour out. I made a show of bouncing Leah's jugs up and down in my hand. I rubbed her nipples until they were fully erect. Then I sucked on each of them while the cops watched.

The only one not staring was Sky. She was completely focused on getting Smith off. She moaned and grunted like an athlete exerting herself. Her head glided up and down and up and down and up and down.

"You going to keep those titties wrapped up all night?" Smith said to her.

I broke away from Leah and knelt behind Sky. As she sucked his pole, I reached around and slowly unbutton her dress. Her halter dress was low cut in the back. I reached in and unclasped her bra. Her tits spilled out as it fell off. I pulled the dress wide open so Smith could get a good view. Her hard little tits jiggled wildly as she kept working his long shaft.

From behind, I reached around and cupped Sky's breasts. I lovingly stroked her nipples until they were hard. I squeezed and rubbed them. She moaned through a mouth full of cock.

Johnson--still in uniform--was trying to caress Leah's lovely naked body. A month earlier she would have just submitted and done anything to please him. But with her newfound confidence she was able to play coy with him. She put a hand on his chest and pushed him back.

"Just sit down, Officer," she told him.

He took a seat on the couch. Leah turned away from him. With one hand on the coffee table for balance, she leaned all the way over and gave him a nice look at her little round ass and hot pussy.

Smith couldn't decide where to look. He had a great view of Leah leaning forward. Her tits looked spectacular. Her blond hair was a mess. It framed her face and made her look incredibly sexy and tawdry.

He looked back at Sky. His big, dark shaft continued to disappear down her throat. And then come back out glistening wet. I ran my hands down her tight stomach until I could feel her satin panties. I kept going until I found the damp spot. She tried to moan again when I started rubbing her mound.

Smith was ready to blow. He wrapped his own hand around the base of his cock and started jerking it while Sky sucked the head.

"Ugh," he grunted. "Come on. Come one."

He pulled it back away from her at the last second. And then he blew. His cream splashed all over her titties.

Leah was still leaning over the coffee table. Officer Johnson was sitting on the edge of the couch. He had a hand on each of her ass cheeks and was spreading her open. His face was buried in her pussy. She squealed with delight every time he licked her from clit to asshole. He focused on her sensitive little rim. With her free hand, Leah diddled her own clit. When Johnson put a finger in her cunt it pushed her over the edge. She had to pull back from her pussy and use two hands to balance. He screamed loudly.

Sky stood up and her dress fell to the ground.

"Don't you think we could have more fun in your bedroom?" she said to me.

She put her arm around Leah and helped her stand back up.

"Sorry, Officer Johnson," she said. "But I want this young one for myself right now. I've been wanting to see what she can do all night."

The girls started down the hallway. I was right behind them. Smith tucked his big dick back in his pants. Then both cops followed.

Sky and Leah were already kissing by the foot of the bed when I walked in. I felt the smallest hint of jealousy. I felt a little possessive of Leah! She pushed Sky's little purple panties down. And for a moment all I wanted to do was send everyone home--including Sky--and keep Leah all to myself.

There were two arm chairs in the room. Johnson grabbed one and pulled it close to the bed to watch what would unfold. Smith copied him with the other.

Leah pulled Sky into the bed. Her eyes were blazing with lust. I recognized the look. And, again, I felt a little envious of Sky.

Leah rolled onto her back. Sky pushed her legs apart and started to move between her thighs.

"No," Leah said quickly. "I want you to sit right here."

"Right where?" Sky asked.

Leah licked her lips seductively.

"Right here," she said again.

Sky straddled Leah's face. Her pussy hovered inches above Leah's mouth. She leaned forward and licked Leah's clit. And Leah buried her face in Sky's pussy at the same time.

Both men were watching enthusiastically.

"Get your cock out," I said to Johnson.

He unfastened his belt, unzipped his pants, and pulled them down a little. His thick shaft was pointing straight up.

Imitating Leah's earlier move, I put a hand on the bed and bent forward. My ass and pussy were right in Johnson's face. He lapped at my cunt. I looked back at him.

"Put me on that cock," I said.

He grabbed my hips and pulled me into his lap. His thick pole slid easily into my soaking wet pussy. He kissed the back of my neck and started bouncing me up and down on his cock.

I was facing the bed and had a perfect view of my best friend and my new surrogate little sister eating each other out. Sky's slender, tight body hovered over Leah's soft, sexy curves. She'd wrapped her arms around Leah's thighs and her spread out as far as possible. Leah's mouth was locked on Sky's clit. And she was pounding away with two fingers in Sky's pussy.

I watched eagerly while Johnson kept impaling me with his prick. He grunted and bounced me up and down wildly. My big titties bounced wildly in every direction until he reached around and got a hand on each of them.

I started forcing myself back into him. I leaned forward so every stroke of his dick rubbed right up against my swollen clit. I clenched my pussy and came hard.

Smith was getting aroused again. He stood up and started stripping out of his uniform. He had a tremendous body. He was tall and lean and covered in muscle. Even before it was fully erect, this big dick was impressive.

"Who wants to get fucked?" he demanded.

Leah and Sky didn't even notice him. They were in their own world. Sky had a finger deep inside Leah.

"Oh yes. Oh yes. Fuck me. Fuck me, Sky," I heard Leah moan as she came.

Sky came right after her. Leah's fingers were slamming away inside her cunt as she screamed out her pleasure.

I reached over and grabbed Smith's arm and pulled him toward me. I smiled up at him while Johnson continued to pound my cunt from behind. I lifted my tits and rubbed them sensually.

"Do you like these, Officer Smith?" I asked.

He nodded his head.

"There is no damn way you're almost 40," he said. "My mom's only a few years older than you."

I'd forgotten that he reviewed my driver's license.

I kept lifting and caressing my own titties. Little grunts slipped past my lips at the same time. Johnson's thick cock was tearing my pussy apart.

I reached out for Smith's rapidly growing tool. I pulled him closer to me. I ran my tongue up and down his dick until it was nice and wet. And then I squished his cock between my tits and held them together tight. Every time Johnson slammed into me from behind, my tits bounced up and rubbed Smith's dick. He timed his partner's rhythm and started moving his hips.

"Yeah," Smith said. "Let me fuck these big titties."

Leah and Sky took a breather and just watched. Each woman had gotten the other off multiple times. Sky kept glancing over at Leah like she'd just discovered a miracle. But Leah's eyes were locked on me.

I stopped squeezing my boobs together and took Officer Smith in my hand. I guided his monstrous cock to my mouth.

"Yeah, suck his dick," I heard Johnson say behind me.

He slowed his movement down and started giving hard, deep thrusts. I knew he was about to nut. I kept my left hand around Smith's cock as I sucked him off. I frantically rubbed my clit with the right. I started moaning loudly, which only motivated Johnson. He drove his cock up inside me with ferocity. And I started cumming again. My squeals of delight were muffled by the massive dick between my lips.

When Johnson pulled out, I pulled Smith's pole back out of my lips.

"I want this giant inside me," I told him.

I climbed into bed with the other women and looked straight at Leah.

"And I want you in my mouth," I said.

We kissed one another several times. I straddled her on all fours and kissed her big titties.

Smith got behind me and sunk is big black cock in my hole. I came almost immediately. I loved the feeling of having that huge prick in my pussy!

Beneath me, Leah kissed and rubbed my tits. Smith pulled his big cock out.

"No!" I exclaimed involuntarily.

He slapped his meat a few times on my gaping pussy. And then he rubbed it all over Leah's clit. And then he slammed it into her.

Leah gasped and wiggled beneath me. Kissed her lips. She rubbed on my titties. And I did the same to hers. I loved the feeling of our big jugs pressed together.

"Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me hard!" she kept crying.

And Officer Smith was happy to oblige. He kept pounding her until she came. Then he pulled out and put it in me again.

Officer Johnson was still in uniform. His pants were just down a little bit and his cock was hanging out. Sky parked her naked body on his knee. She brought his head to her nipple. And her hand languidly rubbed his recovering bone.

Smith couldn't decide who he liked better. Or perhaps he liked both pussies the same. He pounded me to orgasm again. Then slipped his mega-dick back into Leah's twat and gave it to her just as hard.

I rolled off Leah and laid beside her while she got fucked like a whore. Then I got on the floor at Officer Johnson's feet. Sky slid off his lap beside me. We kissed one another. And then took turns licking his growing cock. I ran my tongue up his shaft. Then kissed her. She did the same. And then kissed me. I played with her hard little titties.

"I want to eat your pussy," she told me.

I got back in the bed beside Leah. Smith had gotten her on her stomach and was fucking her like a dog. He moaned and cried out with delight as he got her off again and again. And the whole time she kept pleading with him to fuck her harder.

Johnson stood up to get a better view as Sky buried her face in my snatch. He stroked his own cock. He was almost ready to join the party again.

Sky licked all around my cunt. And then she went for my clit. It didn't take long to get me off a first time. but she wasn't satisfied with that. She put her fingers in me and proceeded to bang another one out of me. Then she climbed up on top of me and we kissed like passionate lovers.

Johnson slipped in the bed behind her. He rubbed his hard cock all over my soaking wet pussy. Then he started slapping his meat against Sky's tight little backside.

"You like it in the ass?" he asked.

"I've never done that," she said.

He grabbed her tiny hips and pushed his cock into her butt.

She was a quivering mess.

"Oh. Oh shit!" she panted. "It hurts. But don't stop. It feels good. But oh..."

Johnson took it very slow at first. I watched that thick cock disappear into my best friend at a snail's pace. He slid it in and out as she gradually got into it. I wrapped my arm around her head and held it to my tits like a mother caring for her young. Her eyes were glassy and watering. But her moans were pure ecstasy.

I reached between her thighs and rubbed on her little button as he gave it to her hard. Sky sucked on my nipples until she couldn't focus anymore. I rubbed her pussy harder. And she came loudly.

I slid out from beneath her. I wrapped my arm around her head and pulled her to my right breast. With my other arm, I pulled Leah to my left. They both sucked a nipple as the posed on all fours and got fucked by the cops.

Smith started fucking Leah with everything he had. A few inches away, Johnson matched his pace. He looked like he was trying hard to last, but there was no chance. He popped his dick out of Sky's tight little bum and erupted all over her bare cheeks.

Smith didn't bother pulling out. He pounded away inside Leah until he was ready to erupt. And then he filled her pussy with his cum.

Both men retired to the sideline while Leah and Sky took turns licking my pussy until they made me cum.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"We're due back at the station for the end of shift," Smith told his partner.

He dressed rapidly.

"I left my car at the bar," Sky said. "Is there any chance you can give me a ride?"

The cops agreed. Sky told me later she'd let each of them give her a different kind of ride back in the parking lot.

"I hope my mom doesn't catch me sneaking back in," Leah told me after they'd left. "She would really kill me for coming in this late."

"What if you just came home late in the morning?" I asked. "And told her you'd gotten up before her and went out to get a jump on the day."

She smiled.

"Well, where would I sleep?" she asked playfully.

"I have no idea where you can sleep," I said with a wink. "But I have an idea where you can stay up the rest of the night."