"Damn, you are right Tara." My eighteen year-old best friend Lorna said. "He's beyond sexy."
We stared in admiration at the object of our attentions, Jake, a thirty-six year old police officer. He was 6'1 with a lean, muscular build, black hair, dark green eyes and very surprisingly still single. I had had a crush on him since I was sixteen, when I first met him job shadowing a secretary at the police station. At eighteen, my lust for him still hadn't lessened.
It had gotten worse.
"What I would give to have one night with him," I murmured absently.
"You could have him, you know that," Tara said, her warm hand sliding up and down my thigh. "I just don't know if I want to share." She was right in that aspect. I could hold my own with my curvy, 5'7 inch frame, blond brown hair, blue eyes and big chest.
I grinned at my bi lover and winked. "Whatever. You want that cop cock as much as I do."
She smiled coyly. "I would love to watch you get fucked by him."
The mere thought made my cunt throb. Jake spreading my thighs and working his thick cock deep inside me while Lorna sat on my face, my tongue sliding into her. Lorna and I had first discovered each other the night of our eighteenth birthdays (we do have the same birthday) and had been lovers ever since.
"Let me see your pussy," Lorna whispered.
"Lorna, we're in a police station parking lot," I chuckled, but knew it was a waste of my breath. Lorna was a fan of public playing, and once she had an idea, she didn't resist her urges. I watched my 5'7 inch best friend, with her long, curly brown hair, brown eyes and lithe, firm-breasted body turn and lean back against the passenger door, lifting her ass and yanking her jean shorts down over her slim hips. She wore a pair of pale blue bikini panties that were already soaked through the crotch, and she moaned softly as she pulled them to the side to show me her wet shaven pussy.
I looked around, swallowing nervously when I saw three more officers emerging from the front entrance. They joined Jake, who had been talking to one other officer.
"Look at me," Lorna murmured. "Let them see what we're doing."
"Lorna..." I began, my voice fading as she slipped her middle finger between her pussy lips. She arched her back, rubbing slow circles around against her hard little clit and pushing her tank top up to pull and twist a straining nipple.
"Show me, Tara." She moaned gutturally.
Against my screaming common sense, I took another look at the group of officers and shifted sideways, leaning against the driver's side door of my car and pushing up the short black skirt I was wearing. Unlike Lorna, I didn't have to push aside my panties...I didn't wear any that day.
"Naughty girl," Lorna smiled. "God, I love it when you're nasty like that. Rub your clit for me."
I spread my wet pussy lips apart and teased my clit, watching as my best friend's finger increased in rotation in her pussy.
"Put a finger inside, Lorna." I murmured. The group of officer's was shifting, two of them going to a squad that was but fifteen feet away from us. My heart jumped when one officer looked at my car, obviously interested in why we were sitting there, but only looking before he got into the passenger side of the squad.
The situation turned me on even more.
Lorna slid her middle finger deep in her tight snatch, groaning loudly as she began to fuck in and out with it. "Another one." I moaned, rubbing my clit faster. She slid in her index finger, and I watched her juices drip down between her ass cheeks, the sweet smell filling the car.
"Use your fingers," Lorna gasped. "Finger your cunt, Tara."
I jammed two fingers inside me, my tight pussy stretching to accommodate the fit. Jake was in clear sight, looking achingly hot, and completely untouchable, in his uniform.
"I have to have him, Lorna." I groaned hotly.
"Faster, fuck yourself faster, Tara..." she cried, her hips thrusting up to meet her fingers.
"Lorna...I'm going to cum..." My back arched as my orgasm built up, so close...
"Look at him," Lorna moaned.
He seemed to be looking right at me, even though I knew he probably wasn't, because he was still talking with two other officers. But it was like I could feel his eyes on me...
"Don't stop." Lorna warned. "Cum for him, Tara...cum for me...ahhh, yes..."
I bucked upwards as I came, Lorna exploding at the same time. Our breathing slowed and I opened my eyes, taking in my sexy best friend's sprawled form, fingers still buried in her creamy cunt.
Her tongue came out to slide over her bottom lip and she brought her juice-covered fingers up, licking each off with obvious relish. She sat up and grabbed my hand; sticking my fingers in her warm mouth and sucking them clean as well.
"You want him?" she murmured, drawing my face closer to hers and running her tongue over first my top lip, and then my bottom, slowly and teasingly.
"You know I do." I replied, touching my tongue with hers, seeing the evil, playful twinkle in her brown eyes. She was up to something.
"Maybe we should pay a little visit to his house tonight, after his shift," she said. "See what Jake the Cop is all about?"
I chuckled and shook my head. "You're crazy."
"No," she sat back and pulled her shorts up, yanking down the mirror above the seat and smoothing her already perfect brown hair. "We'll just sneak in, watch him for a little bit. That's all."
Jake was now pulling away from the group, and I realized with a growing sense of panic that he was headed towards the car. He saw us, and now we were in trouble.
"Shit." I breathed and rolled down the window, a nervous smile on my face.
"Hey, Tara," Jake said with a smooth grin. "What are you two up to?"
"Not too much, really," I responded, trying to keep the stammer from my voice. Here it comes, I thought. "How are you?"
"Good. Just starting my shift for the night, saw you over here and thought I'd say hi." He leaned down, peering over at Lorna. "Who's your friend?"
"Hi, officer." Lorna leaned over me and smiled becomingly, offering a sweet view of her tits.
"Jake, this is my best friend Lorna." I said, giving Lorna a withering look as I felt a twinge of jealousy shoot through me.
He nodded and smiled back. "Nice to meet you, Lorna."
"You, too." She chirped, setting her hand on my thigh and stroking close to the inside, working upwards. A small smile played over Jake's mouth, obviously amused at Lorna's little show.
His radio blared at his hip, calling out a domestic. "I have to take off. Maybe I'll see you driving around later." He said, eyes knowing.
"Sure," I said, relief flooding through my body. So he hadn't saw what went on with Lorna and me? "See you later."
We watched him walk away, my mouth just about watering as my eyes swept over his body, admiring his ass moving underneath his uniform pants.
"We're going to make a little house call." I murmured as Jake drove away in his squad, looking over at my best friend and returning her grin.
Later that night, Lorna and I had parked a couple blocks away from Jake's house to prevent any chance of recognition, walking quickly the rest of the way. We went over our plan, if that's what it was called (it was basically just hope for an open window and spy on him until he went to sleep) and made sure our actions were in sync.
"I can't believe we're doing this," I muttered to myself. But it wasn't in disbelief; it was in finalization, in excitement. My pussy tingled imagining Jake naked in front of my eyes, drinking him in.
"Come on." Lorna grabbed my hand and tugged me along, dashing through his dark front yard and going to a window well hidden by shadows on the side of the house.
"What time is his shift done?" she asked, stretching up on her toes to look into the window.
"Two in the morning." I whispered. Lorna pushed at the window, and with a surprised gasp from both of us it slid right up. She motioned me forward and I grabbed the sill, pulling myself up as Lorna pushed at my ass.
"Now this is an interesting sight," she whispered with a chuckle, obviously staring at my naked ass underneath my skirt. I bit back my laughter and pulled myself through the window, falling unto the couch sitting in front it. I sat up and grabbed my lover's hands, helping her up and into the house.
My eyes strained to adjust to the pitch-blackness around us, and Lorna entwined her fingers in mine to keep us from losing each other. "Lets look around." Lorna urged.
We took a look through his living room, kitchen, and den where he kept a computer. Our last stop was his bedroom, which had a big king-size bed and TV directly in front of it. We had found a flashlight in the kitchen, and Lorna used it to inspect a stack of video's we spotted beside the TV.