AllFreeNovel
Share Us
I grin. “You wanna put your dick in it?”
“What you think?”
I cum all over my fingers, then remove my hand and put ’em up to his lips. I slip them into his mouth, watch him as he sucks each finger clean. “I think Mister Officer’s ready to fuck. You had my pussy real hot when you arrested me today, niggah.”
He grins. “You had me heated when you hiked ya legs up in the backseat and was tryna s
how ya pussy. But I ain’t gonna front. That shit had my dick hard as fuck. But, yo, that was fucked up what you said to my partner.”
“Fuck that lil’-dick niggah. I don’t give a fuck about him. He ain’t shit. His crooked ass.”
“C’mon, chill with that. Look. I gotta get back to the station. You gonna finish suckin’ this dick so I can bust this nut real quick, or what?”
I run my tongue down the left side of his dick, swirl my tongue over the head, then lick down the right side. “The whole time I was down at the station I kept thinkin’ about you rammin’ this fat dick in me. I was pissed at you, but fuckin’ horny at the same time. Now I wanna ride down on this dick real quick. I want you to slide ya nightstick into my pussy while you fuck me in the ass, then hose me down with that hot, creamy nut . . . ”
He looks around the parkin’ lot. “C’mon Cass, I can’t fuck you out here, like this, in broad daylight.”
“Yes, you can, niggah.” I sit up and twist my body toward him, lifting my left leg up on the seat and showing him my pussy. I smack it, then pull my thick lips apart. “You’re an officer of the law. You can do whatever the fuck you want. Now drive this cop car around the back and protect and serve me like the naughty lil’ police officer you are.” I pop my clit. “Come arrest this wet pussy, Mister Officer.”
He stares at me, then down at his hard dick, shakin’ his head. “Shit.” He starts the engine, then drives around to the back of the buildin’. “I can’t keep fuckin’ with you like this, Cass. You gon’ fuck around and get my ass fired.”
Yup, that’s exactly what I’ma do if you think I’ma let you get full custody of my son, bitch. I’ma ruin ya fuckin’ career if you even try it!
I grin, lickin’ my lips. “You know you love this pussy, niggah, that’s why you keep comin’ back for it.” I lean forward in his lap and swallow his cock whole. Two minutes later, I’m fishing a condom and lube outta my oversize bag. I roll the condom down on his cock. Squirt a glob of lube on my fingertips and smear it over my hole, then squirt some over his dick. Once the head pushes its way in, it doesn’t take long before he has every inch shoved in my ass.
“Oooh, Julius . . . I love it when you fuck me in ya cop car, niggah. Feel how hot you got my ass? You like how that ass feels around ya dick, baby?”
He grunts. “Aaah, shit . . . Cass, you gonna fuckin’ get me fired. I can’t keep fuckin’ you like this . . . shit feels . . . so . . . fuckin’ . . . good . . . ”
The wetness of my pussy splashes out as I rub my clit and ride down on his dick. Yeah, takin’ it in the ass hurts—at first, but once ya asshole’s been trained to take it—a bitch can eventually gobble up any size, like me. The pleasure of being filled—stuffed and stretched—is like no other.
I clench my pussy muscles as I feel fire shot through my ass. “Mmmmm . . . oh, yesssss, niggah . . . this dick feels so good in my ass . . . You like fuckin’ me in ya cop car?”
“Yeah, baby . . . aah, fuck . . . I’m gettin’ ready to nut . . . oh, shit . . . ”
“Oooh, yessssss . . . . cum for me, daddy. Bust your nut all up in me . . . ”
I toss my head back, clench my asscheeks, then explode from my pussy and my asshole as he floods the condom with his hot nut.
We cling to each other for an extra moment, his tongue slippin’ into my mouth as we both try to steady our breathing and pulses, the way we used to when we were young and horny and didn’t know the difference between being in love and being in lust. Even now the line is drawn in the sand, yet we continue to cross it. The difference is I know when and when not to step over it. Lucky for me, this niggah doesn’t.
I lift up and his dick slips outta my ass as I slide back over to the passenger side. “Damn, that shit was good,” he says as he slowly pulls the condom off. I lean over and suck his sticky dick clean. “I gotta stop fuckin’ with you, Cass, for real. Your ass is trouble.”
I sit back up in my seat, lickin’ my lips as he pulls his boxers up, then his pants. “Oh, you have no idea,” I warn, eyein’ him as I open the door. I smile, steppin’ outta the car and shuttin’ the door. “Try to take my son from me, niggah, and I promise you I’ma make sure your whole world is turned upside down.”
He laughs. “Yo, can’t we ever just fuck and keep it at that without all the extras?”
I suck my teeth. “Niggah, fuckin’ you has nothin’ to do with what I just said.”
He starts the engine. “Then we good, baby. As long as you know all that shit you talkin’ doesn’t faze me, we should have no problems. We can still fuck, but at the end of the day I’m still takin’ you to court. And I’m gettin’ custody of Josh; end of discussion.”
I feel like reachin’ back into the car and punchin’ the shit outta him, but I refrain myself and give him the finger, then mush him in the head instead. “Thanks for the dick, niggah.”
He watches me, shakin’ his head as I throw my hips in gear and start walkin’ back to the front of the buildin’ to my truck, ass bouncin’ every which way with each step.
Eighteen
It’s almost five-thirty in the evenin’ when I finally pull into my driveway behind Darius’s Lexus. I get outta the truck and strut toward the house with a purpose: to whip the skin off of Isaiah’s ass. All of my kids know I don’t play when it comes to school. I send their asses to school to get a goddamn education, not be disrespectful and definitely not bullshit around. “Where the fuck is Isaiah?” I yell the minute I step through the door, then slammin’ it. I toss my handbag on the sofa. Roll up my sleeves, ready to bring it to Isaiah’s ass. The house is quiet. “Where the fuck is everybody at?”
