In the midst of her orgasm, Jenny heard a woman’s voice say, “Oh, shit!”

She opened her eyes. In the doorway she saw the woman who had robbed them earlier. She was dressed now in a slip dress, still with the high heels. She still had her little handgun and her purse. The man was nowhere in sight.

Brooke, Jenny, and Bill all froze, Bill’s cock still deep inside Brooke, Brooke’s face turned, her cheek now pressed against Jenny’s pussy.

“Didn’t you get everything you wanted already?” asked Bill.

“Jewelry…yes,” said the woman. “But Mike did his usual cum and pass out routine, and I was laying there in bed thinking about your big cock and I decided, fuck it, I’d come get some.”

As the woman said this, she casually slipped the straps off her shoulders and let the dress slide down to the floor. She dropped the purse, nude save for her heels, holding the gun. If she hadn’t been scared shitless, Jenny would have found it hot. The woman had large dark eyes, brown hair, a slim figure, and firm round c-cup breasts. Like Brooke and Jenny, her pussy was shaved. She walked to a desk and hopped lightly up on it.

“Pull your cock out of that slut and bring it over here,” the woman said.

Bill did as he was told, sliding out of Brooke, standing, and walking over to the woman. She waved her gun casually at Brooke and Jenny and said, “You two girls, get into 69 right now. I want to hear some girl-on-girl cumming. No one eats pussy like a girl.”

“Am I the only girl who hasn’t done this before?” Jenny asked.

“Possibly,” Brooke said. The blonde rolled onto her back and said, “You heard the lady. Get over here and eat my pussy.”

“You’re actually enjoying this,” Jenny huffed, crawling over to straddle Brooke’s face.

“If you’re not,” Brooke said, “You’re about to.”

Jenny moaned at the feel of Brooke’s tongue sliding against her pussy. She had to admit, she was definitely enjoying this. She looked at Bill, standing in front of the woman. The woman was stroking his cock with one hand, the other still holding the gun, and looking down at his thick, wet cock with wide eyes.

“Eat my pussy,” the woman said.

Bill knelt down between her legs. She laid back on the desk. He brought his tongue to her pussy and she moaned happily. Jenny watched for a moment, then leaned forward and kissed Brooke’s pussy. It tasted sweet. The labia were silky soft on her lips. Jenny felt a surge of pleasure at this new discovery, and she eagerly began to work Brooke’s pussy with her tongue. It was so much more fun than sucking on a cock! She wrapped her hands around Brooke’s lean thighs and worked her pussy savagely, rewarded by the sound of Brooke moaning with pleasure.

Then she heard the woman moaning, “Oh…oh…fuck…I’m cumming!” The woman screamed loudly, happily. Jenny tore her lips away from Brooke’s pussy to look up. The woman had her hand in Bill’s hair, her legs over his shoulders, clutching the gun with the other hand, her back arched as she screamed with her orgasm.

She looked down at Bill and gasped, “Damn…. Oh, hell, fuck me now!”

Bill stood up, his cock hard and huge. He grabbed her by her hips. She wrapped her long legs around him. She pointed the gun at him, but he definitely had the bigger weapon. He pressed his cock against her pussy and she moaned, clutching his arm with her free hand. He slid into her slowly. She gasped, but took it. He pumped, driving deeper and deeper in, taking all of her pussy.

“Shit,” she gasped, “It’s fucking…huge!”

Jenny moaned happily, totally turned on by watching Bill fuck the thief, and absolutely loving what Brooke was doing to her pussy. She returned to eating Brooke’s sweet pussy, feeling her own orgasm begin to build. She licked Brooke faster and harder, trying to get Brooke to the same level of ecstacy. Brooke complied, moaning into Jenny’s twat, her pussy gushing with fluid. The two women came together, Jenny first, and Brooke right with her, both of them clutching each other’s slim legs and moaning as they tried to keep licking the other’s clit. Over their own screams of pleasure, they heard the thief, cumming hard and long, Bill driving his cock into her.

“Oh God,” Bill moaned, “I’m gonna cum so hard.”

“Not in me, you’re not,” the thief said, recovering from her orgasm. “Get that cock out of my pussy.”

Jenny looked up to see Bill hastily drawing his rock hard cock out of the thief’s wet twat. His shaft was enormous, veins bulging, cockhead swollen and purple. He was so close to cumming.

“Shit, I’m gonna have blue balls,” groaned Bill.

“You’re so twisted, lady,” said Brooke.

“Who said that?” asked the thief, propping herself up on one elbow, aiming her gun at Bill. “Blondie? Why don’t you get off the floor and come over here?”

Jenny climbed off Brooke. The blonde hesitantly stood up, her fiery defensiveness of Bill fading away, now uncertain facing the beautiful thief holding the handgun.

The thief scooted her bare ass further back on the desk and leaned back, high heels on the surface of the desk, legs spread. Her bare shaven cunt was wet, the labia red and engorged. She said to Brooke, “Lean over the desk and eat my pussy.”

Brooke walked past Bill, who looked her up and down, his cock still rigid. Jenny saw Brooke glance down at his huge manhood. She’d been enjoying that huge rod in her pussy when the thief had returned. Now she bent over at the waist, her tits pressing against the desk, and she wrapped her arms around the thief’s lean thighs. She brought her lips to the brunette’s pussy and began to pleasure her. The thief moaned happily, leaning back on her elbows, holding the gun lightly in her hand.

“Now,” she purred. “Big boy…take that big cock and shove it up blondie’s ass.”

“What?!” Bill and Brooke said together.

“I didn’t say you could stop eating my pussy,” said the thief. She aimed the gun at Bill, “Do as I said. Stick your cock all the way up blondie’s ass.”

Brooke looked with wide eyes over her shoulder at Bill’s huge, hard cock.

“Get back to eating my pussy,” said the thief. “NOW!”

Brooke glanced at the gun, now pointed at her, and quickly complied. Jenny stared in awe as Bill stepped up behind Brooke. He placed his feet alongside hers. His large hands gripped her hips. He pressed his wet, swollen cockhead against her ass. Brooke whimpered as she licked the thief’s pussy. Bill pushed into her, spreading her sphincter, his cockhead, slick with the juices of all three women, sliding into her. Brooke gasped. Bill moaned. He paused, his cockhead just inside her ass, then he thrust deeper. Jenny couldn’t believe the sight of that huge, fat shaft slowly disappearing into Brooke’s tight ass.

“Shit!” Brooke moaned. “It’s HUGE!”

Bill stopped, withdrew slightly, then pushed deeper again. His shaft got thicker toward the base. He moaned as he drove inch by inch into her. Brooke’s breathing was fast. Her nails were digging into the thief’s thighs. She was no longer licking the brunette’s pussy. She was rubbing her lips against the labia, moaning into the sweet wetness, her face becoming shiny with the thief’s juices. Bill drove all the way into her, his entire shaft buried in her ass. He began to pump her, sliding out in a long, smooth, slow stroke, then plunging back in. Brooke shrieked with each thrust, and Jenny could hear the pleasure in her voice.

“Now, you,” the thief said, looking at Jenny. “Get under him and lick his balls.”

Jenny complied, crawling across the floor and sitting between Bill’s feet. She looked up, sliding her hands around his thighs, and began to lick his balls as they swung back and forth. She was so close to Brooke’s pussy, and she was dying to lick it. But the thief had given her specific instructions, and she wasn’t about to disobey. Bill moaned happily, loving the feel of Brooke’s tight ass on his cock and Jenny’s warm tongue working on his balls.

“Don’t you dare cum in blondie’s ass,” the thief said.

“Well, I’m gonna cum soon!” Bill said, his voice strained.

“Put it on the brunette’s face,” the thief laughed.

Bill moaned again. Jenny could tell he loved the idea. She had never been one to crave a facial, but she wasn’t going to offer to trade places with Brooke, either. She licked his balls furiously, eager to get him off before the thief got that idea in her head. Jenny would take a facial sooner than she’d take a ten inch cock in her ass.

Bill suddenly gasped and pulled out of Brooke. His wet cock slapped across Jenny’s upturned face. He staggered a step back, grasping his cock with both hands. Jenny stared at it, pointed right at her face, as Bill, every muscle in his body tensing, jerked it furiously. A thick spurt of white cum shot out. Jenny instinctively blinked, feeling the hot sticky wad splatter across her eyes and nose. A second later another, larger wad of cum hit her on the nose and left cheek, running instantly down to her lips. She felt another long, thick strand of cum splat on her chin and neck and left shoulder. Then a fourth wad splattered her left tit. She moved her fingers to her eyes, feeling flecks of hot cum land on her tits and abs as Bill finished jerking himself off. She wiped the cum out of her eyes and opened them, feeling Bill’s chism run down her face and drip off her chin. It was a monster facial. He was moaning, looking down at her, stroking his cock just in front of her and letting the drops fall onto her tits.

“FREEZE!”

Jenny turned and looked. The office door was open, three cops already in the room and more following. A bright light shined in and she saw the television camera come in right behind the cops.

“What the?!” one of the cops asked.

“Drop the gun, lady!” shouted another.

Jenny heard the heavy thump of the gun hitting the desk. Brooke moved behind her, standing upright.

“Hands up!” shouted several cops at once.

Jenny realized she’d thrown her arms across her tits, and she quickly raised them to the ceiling. She heard movement behind her and realized Brooke and the thief had probably done the same. Bill’s hands were off his rapidly softening cock and in the air.

“Is this a robbery or a fucking orgy?” asked a cop, his voice thick with humor.

“That one’s face looks like a glazed donut,” said another.

“I ain’t looking at her FACE!” said a black cop.

“I ain’t looking at anybody’s face,” said a fat white cop.

Jenny blinked. The camera was turned on her, the bright light shining right in her eyes. With her hands up, she couldn’t do anything about the cum running into her eyes, much less the thick drops falling off her chin onto her tits, or the streams of cum gathering between her tits and running down her abs.

“Stand up,” one of the cops commanded. “And you, get off the desk and back away from the gun.”

Jenny stood next to Brooke. The thief climbed off the desk and backed up.

“What’s with the camera?” Brooke asked.

“TV show, COPS,” said the cameraman. “I’m thinking best scene ever right about now. Definitely going into the next Too Graphic For TV dvd.”

The camera turned off Jenny, lingering on Brooke for a loving moment, then moving to the thief. Bill seemed to be escaping the scrutiny of the lens for some reason. The light of her eyes, Jenny could see. There were seven cops in the room, two of them women, the rest male. The men were grinning ear to ear, looking the women up and down. One moved to collect the gun off the desk.

He picked up the gun, looked at it for a moment, then snorted, “Cheap fake. It ain’t even real.”

“Well, no weapons charge. But we still got breaking and entry, theft, and then a public orgy,” one of the cops laughed. “Quite a night.”

“We didn’t steal anything,” Jenny protested. A cop moved behind her, pulling her arms down behind her back. She felt the cuffs locking around her wrists. Cops were behind Brooke, Bill, and the thief, cuffing them as well. Jenny protested, “This lady…”

“Save it for the interrogation, sweetie,” the cop behind her said. He held the cuffs in one hand and cupped his other hand on her ass, “We’re gonna have some fun with this one.”

“Gotta clean all that cum off her, first,” said the black cop.

“Only after the booking photos are done,” laughed another cop. “Get ‘em into the paddy wagon.”

“Aren’t you going to cover us up?” Brooke squealed.

“Lets see…” said the cop, considering. He shook his head, “Nah. Fellas, take the sluts out one at a time so the tv guy can get good views of all of ‘em. Front and back.”

“Thanks, pal,” said the COPS guy.

“We’ll handle this one,” said one of the female cops, her hand on Bill’s cuffs.

“I’ll bet you will, Lauren,” said the black cop.

The two female cops pushed Bill out of the room. Brooke was marched out after him, the camera guy from COPS happily taking video of her sexy body. Then the thief was marched out, similarly recorded in live motion. Last when Jenny, a cop with his hand on her cuffs, carefully keeping her well exposed for the eager lens of the camera.

Outside of the store, thank goodness, the parking lot was devoid of people. Time had flown, and the games were all over, and even the Walmart was quiet. Jenny saw the female cops closing the back door to their car, Bill apparently inside, and climb in the front. Brooke was being escorted into the open back of a police van.

The three girls were all led into the back of the van and set down on cold benches. The cum had just about dried on Jenny, and she was definitely out of the mood. She was placed next to the thief and the door was closed, leaving the three of them in there alone.

“Allright, listen,” said the thief. “My name’s Nicki. Remember that, because we’re all friends.”

“What the fuck…” Brooke started to interrupt, but Nicki went on.

“Listen blondie, if you tell them me and some guy broke in and robbed the place, then I came back and started having sex with you all, they’re going to think you’re full of shit. They’ll figure it was an inside job, and we were all in it together. And you better believe that’s what I’ll tell them. On the other hand, if we tell them that I’m a friend who came by after you all got stripped and robbed, they got nothing on us except maybe public indecency. And even that’s questionable when we’re doing it in a back office of a private business.”

“And the gun?” Brooke asked.

“It really was a fake. I carry it in my purse when I go out at night, just in case,” Nicki shrugged. “You two decide – do we get off with nothing more than a little embarrassment, or do we all do time together?”

Brooke and Jenny looked at each other. Nicki looked around and asked, “Why are they taking so long getting us going?”

Jenny leaned over and peered out of the small back window. The cops were standing around talking about something. Then they all laughed, shook hands, and three of them headed to cop cars while the other two moved around the paddy wagon. A moment later they got in.

A cop turned and looked in on them through the cab window, said something to his partner, and then the van started moving.


Bill had figured they were going to the station. He wasn’t at all looking forward to being paraded naked into a disgusting precinct station. And despite the fact that his mind kept replaying the amazing events of the night, his mood was so low that his cock stayed limp, still damp with the juices of three tight little pussies.

Lost in his own thoughts, he didn’t notice at first when the cop car entered a middle class residential neighborhood. It was only as the car slowed and turned into a driveway that he saw they were pulling into a house, not a precinct station. The garage door opened and the policewoman pulled the car slowly in. The garage door lowered ominously behind the car.

The cops got out and one opened the back door.

“Get out,” she said.

“Where are we?” Bill asked.

“Shut up.”

Bill got out of the car. The cop, small, but strong for a girl her size, pushed him ahead. The other cop had opened the door into the house. They led him out of the garage and through a laundry room into a kitchen. In the light of the kitchen Bill took his first good look at his two captors.

The one named Lauren was the more petite of the two. She was a young redhead with freckles on her cheeks and the bridge of her nose, and pale green eyes that Bill found completely sexy. The other, who’s first name had the initial G, was a blonde, though Bill kind of suspected a dye job. G had big brown eyes, stood maybe 5’6”, and had full pouty lips. Both were definitely attractive women. It was hard to tell much about their bodies because of the unflattering police uniforms, though both women were certainly slim, and both appeared to have a fairly nice rack.

The two cops began to take off their cop gear, laying down guns, gadget loaded belts, keys, and nightsticks on the kitchen counter. When they were done, they looked Bill up and down as he stood, naked and cuffed, in their kitchen.

“In there,” said G.

Bill followed her lead out of the kitchen. They entered a living room. G pushed Bill onto an easy chair. He sat down heavily, cock flopping. He noticed that his cock, while still limp, was not nearly as shrunken as it had been in the cop car.

To his amazement, the two cops started stripping. He watched with wide eyes and a swiftly growing cock as Lauren and G casually took off their shoes, socks, shirts, and pants. What was revealed to him were two hard, fit bodies clad only in panties and bras. Just as casually, they popped off their bras and stripped out of their panties. They stood up next to each other and looked down at him. Lauren was no more than 5’3” with a little patch of red hair at her pussy and a pair of round b-cup breasts. G stood two or three inches taller than Lauren. Whether she was a true blonde or not was impossible to know, given her shaved pussy. Her tits were a full c cup, round and firm.

“Get on the floor,” Lauren said.

Bill happily complied, laying on his back. The cuffs were digging into his wrists, but he could have cared less about that at the moment. His cock was rock hard again. He couldn’t believe his luck.

“Cock first or mouth first, Gwen?” asked Lauren.

Gwen replied, “Mouth for me. I need to be lubed up a little before I try to handle that cock.”

“You and me both,” laughed Lauren. “I’ll just suck on him to keep him nice and hard until he’s got your pussy ready.”

“Thanks!” said Gwen, walking over and straddling Bill’s face. She lowered her pink pussy to his lips and he happily began to lick her. Gwen gasped appreciatively, “Oh, shit, Lauren…he’s GOOD at this!”

“He’d better be,” Lauren said, her hands on Bill’s cock and balls, “If he wants to earn his way out of the lockup and save that cherry ass of his.” With that she placed her lips on his cock and began to suck and lick him.

Bill hadn’t needed any more motivation than the two hot bodies of the cops to keep hard and do his best to make them cum as often as he could. But that threat was certainly enough additional incentive to make him work at it like he never had before. He’d eat and fuck those pussies all night if they wanted him to.


The police van stopped with a lurch. Jenny heard the cop cars all pull up next to the van. The two cops up front got out. The girls heard voices outside the back of the van, and then the door opened. All five male cops and the tv guy piled into the van. The interior of the van was lit by the camera, set up on a tripod, outside the van doors, lens pointed into the interior of the paddy wagon. Jenny noticed that they were in a parking lot in some wooded area.

“All right ladies, here’s the deal,” said a cop. “We haven’t filled out one thing on our reports yet. We can make this look however we want to make it look. And we can also report that we found the store broken into, the jewelry gone, and no one around.”

“The store security tapes will show…” Brooke started to say.

“We’ve got the DVD already,” a cop replied. “That can disappear.”

“You make us happy, we make this go away,” the first cop said simply.

“You mean…” Jenny hesitated.

“Fuck us like you fucked that guy,” the black cop said. “And we take you back to your cars, and you go home.”

“I can’t believe this,” said Brooke.

“Neither can I,” said Nicki excitedly, “We’re so totally home free!”

“You’re going for it?!” Jenny asked.

“You ever been in jail, princess?” Nicki retorted. “I have, and you don’t wanna go there. I’ll take a few cocks and freedom, thanks.”

The cops and the camera guy laughed. Jenny stared as they started stripping down. She looked at Brooke. The blonde looked as if she was about to be sick. In a few short moments, all six guys were naked.

“I thought cops stayed in shape,” Brooke moaned unhappily. The fittest of the group was the black guy, who was slim but with lean, long muscles. And his muscles weren’t the longest thing about him. Jenny stared at his long, thick black cock in amazement. It was bigger than Bill’s. The other cops, as well as the tv guy, all had healthy beer guts. Their cocks, however, appeared to be in fine shape. Every one was seven or eight inches long, though one guy, who had the cheesiest moustache Jenny had seen outside of a porn movie, had a fat nine incher pointed right at her.

The cops approached them, two to each girl. Nicki stood between two guys, looking down at their cocks, and asked, “Uh, do you think you boys could uncuff us?”

“We don’t need your hands, sugar,” said the cheesy moustache cock, pulling Jenny up and fingering her tits happily.

Jenny glanced at Brooke, who was standing between the tv guy and the black cop. Brooke was staring down at that long dark monster with wide eyes. Then the blonde looked at Jenny and shrugged. Jenny agreed. It might not be what she’d had in mind for the evening, but it beat the alternatives. And it was going to continue to be an evening to remember.