"I'm not a cop," Magita giggled. "Why do you keep saying that?"
Jill looked deeply into her eyes.
"We need to talk."
The last thing Magita wanted to do was talk. She had just let herself be fucked by the bar manager, which was bad enough for the undercover detective, but she had also just found out the whole thing had been video-taped. She had no doubt Jill would use it against her. On the other hand, she was about to tell her lieutenant she had to cancel the surveillance because she had let herself get fucked on video.
"Sure, you know I love talking to you," Magita replied happily instead. "I can be here a little earlier tomorrow night."
The eyes stayed in hers.
"No. Come over to my place."
Now the last thing Magita wanted was to be one-on-one alone with the subject of her drug investigation. It was safer in the club with so many customers around.
"Three o'clock," Jill added in a tone that told Magita she had no alternative.
"Sure," Magita smiled.
The next afternoon Detective Pena arrived at Jill's house a few minutes before 3:00.
"It's a pretty day," Jill smiled. "Let's talk outside." Magita followed her out to the small yard with the high wooden fence.
Jill spoke first.
"You looked so good doing it last night, Magita, I wanted to fuck you myself." Jill said in a calm voice.
Then Jill's eyes turned a different shade of blue.
"Maybe I will."
"Will what?" Magita asked.
"Fuck you," Jill answered. The blue of Jill's eyes turned liquid as her hands reached out and took Magita's arms. "I want to fuck you, Magita."
Magita's world stopped. She could not believe what she had just heard. Through the fog she felt Jill's hands moving gently on her arms.
And now Magita was stuck. She knew if she said no Jill would probably send the DVD of her fucking the bar manager to the police department. Magita knew that initially she had begged Brian to stop...but there was no question she had fucked him back. None at all.
But she couldn't agree to....
"It's just us, Magita," Jill said softly looking into Magita's eyes. "Just two friends sharing something special."
Jill saw the reticence in the detective's eyes and continued.
"It doesn't mean you're a lesbian," Jill smiled. Then she giggled. "We both know you are definitely not one after last night!"
The "last night" comment convinced Magita that Jill was quite willing to use the video against her.
Now it was more than just the drug investigation on the line...it was Magita's career. She had worked too hard to make detective. Then she realized they would not just take her gold shield away, they would fire her on the spot if they got the DVD of her making love to one of the suspects of her investigation!
"Jill," Magita began.
"Shhh," Jill replied softly. "Just let me love you, Magita," Jill whispered as her hand traveled to Magita's shoulders and she moved in to give the detective a soft kiss. Then Jill's hands moved behind her shoulders, and her eyes took the cop's eyes, and she began to kiss her deeper.
A million thoughts flooded through Magita's mind as she felt the lips begin to move on hers. The first thought was that she was surprised Jill liked girls.
She felt the lips begin to move on hers and thought urgently.
"It's not like some guy's putting his dick in you and coming inside." Then she became angry at herself for the previous night. "Like that hasn't already happened.
Magita decided, to save her career, it was worth it to return the kiss. But that was all she was willing to do.
Then she felt Jill's hands move down the front of her shoulders and hold her 38Ds through her sweatshirt. Reflexively she took Jill's wrists and removed the hands.
"It's up to you, lover," Jill responded, staring into her deep brown eyes.
Magita knew what Jill was more than willing to do with the DVD, and let her hands drop from the woman's wrists. Immediately she felt Jill's hands move back to her chest. Her mind rebelled as she felt the hands slowly move over her large breasts but she did nothing.
"Damn, Maggie," Jill giggled as she held the detective's large boobs. Then Jill began to kiss Magita's neck as she softly squeezed her breasts.
"You can touch mine, Magita," Jill cooed as she nuzzled Magita's neck. Then Magita felt Jill's hands leave her chest and move back to her shoulders. This time they traveled down her arms to her wrists. Then Jill gently lifted Magita's hands and placed them on her own breasts.
"They're not big like yours, but they're functional," Jill giggled.
For the first time in her life the detective felt another woman's breasts. Her first thought was, oddly, how much softer Jill's were as she felt the woman's 34Cs though her soft sweater and bra.
"You can squeeze them, Magita," Jill smiled. "They don't bite," Jill continued as her own hands began to softly squeeze Magita's large breasts.
Wanting nothing to do with this, but now terrified of what Jill would do with the DVD, Magita let her hands gently close over the soft roundness she felt.
"There," Jill giggled. "That didn't hurt, did it?" she lightly teased. She continued softly squeezing he cop's big boobs as she again began to nuzzle the cop's neck. She did not feel the cop move her hands anymore, but she really hadn't expected them to.
"It's okay honey," Jill cooed into the detective's ear. "We have all night to get to know each other," then her eyes looked into the detective's and she added "intimately."
Magita's eyes widened at the comment, but she knew there was nothing she could do. An instant later she felt the hands leave her breasts – and move to the bottom of her sweatshirt. She stood unmoving while Jill returned to kissing her as Jill slowly lifted Magita's sweatshirt.
"Wow!" Jill exclaimed when the detective's white lace bra encased boobs came into view. Magita remained still as the woman's hands again moved to her breasts and began to gently squeeze her boobs through her bra.
"These are very nice, Magita," Jill smiled, then returned to softly kissing the reluctant police woman. All this time the detective's hands remained unmoving on Jill's sweater.
"They don't bite," Jill teased again. Magita knew she had no real choice and began to gently manipulate Jill's breasts through her sweater.
Then Jill stopped kissing the detective and her face traveled down to the deep valley that was Magita's cleavage. She softly kissed the insides of the large swells.
Then her hands moved behind the detective's back. Magita flinched, but forced herself to remain still as she felt fingers deftly unslide the three clasps of her bra. She saw Jill's eyes look deeply into hers, and raised her arms when the woman began sliding her sweatshirt over her head. The eyes kept hers as Jill slid the detective's bra straps down her arms and off.
"Mmm," she heard the woman purr as without hesitation Jill leaned her face down. "Mmm," she heard again as she felt Jill's lips on her right nipple.
Suddenly the sound turned higher as the detective realized her nipple was enlarging over the experienced lips. She felt the woman's tongue tease her hardening bud, then felt the lips clamp gently over her half-inch-long, finger-thick nipple.
"Oh my!" she heard Jill giggle as she felt the detective's nipple become erect between her lips. Then Magita felt Jill begin to play with her other breast – and felt her left nipple become hard between Jill's knowing fingers.
Then Magita felt Jill's hands behind her back trying to nudge her to the ground. She did not want to lose control of the situation by being off her feet, but the thought of the embarrassment of her lieutenant seeing the DVD let her let the arms gently lean her to her back on the soft grass.
The detective looked up to see Jill smiling down at her. Then her eyes went wide as she saw Jill begin to pull her sweater off.
"I can't," Magita pleaded.
"Shhh," Jill responded as she undid the front clasp of her bra. She stood proudly showing the policeman her boobs as the clasp came free. Then Jill straddled the detective on her knees and leaned forward.
The thought that this was too wrong came back to her as Jill's hand moved to her right breast and she held it out for the detective to suck on.
Against her will, but without any choice anymore, Magita let herself kiss the proferred nipple.
"I like having them sucked," Jill purred. "Just like you do," she added, leaving no question that Jill knew Magita's nipples had responded to Jill's lips. Wishing she could be anywhere but here the detective let her lips part slightly and she accepted the nipple. Magita could feel Jill's nipple grow long and thick as well between her lips as the woman reached down and again began to play with the detective's breasts.
Magita made her mouth move over the hard nipple under her lips as Jill slowly rotated her breast against her lips. She heard Jill purring as she gently sucked on her hard nipple.
Then Jill's hands moved to the sides of her face. She moved down and gently lay on Magita's body, naked breasts to naked breasts.
For a moment she felt an electric tingle when she felt Jill's hard nipples touch her own. Then she made the thought go away.
An instant later she felt happening what she was hoping would not happen – she felt Jill's fingers move to the button of her jeans.
"Please," Magita asked as she felt Jill's fingers on her zippe.
"Shh," Jill whispered again as she kissed Magita's large, soft, brown lips. "Let me love you," she whispered as her fingers moved inside the waistband of the detective's jeans and began to slide her jeans and striped panties down.
Magita's mind was racing. She did not want this! But there was nothing she could do and still keep her career.
She let her hips rise, then felt the warm afternoon sun on her as her jeans were slowly drawn from her hips.
"You're so beautiful," Jill smiled when Magita's jeans had been gently pulled from her legs and Jill looked at her full bush of neatly combed long black hair.
"So beautiful," she heard Jill purr again. Magita lay quiet as Jill began to trace her lips down over her stomach.
"I know it's your first time," Jill said softly as her lips touched the top of Magita's pubic hair. "I'll be gentle."
To save her career the detective let her thighs part to the soft hands gently prying them apart as Jill knelt on the grass between her legs.
Then she felt soft fingers touch her pussy lips.
"Just let me love you, Magita," she heard Jill say in the gentle voice of a tender lover as the fingers began to slowly play over her cuntlips.
"Did you like having his big cock in you?" Jill asked as she slowly fingered Magita's pussy.
Magita was shocked by the impertinent question and almost lashed out verbally. But she could not. She could not anger Jill – and she had liked the feel of Brian's cock in her, as wrong as fucking him had been.
"You can talk to me, honey," Jill cooed as her fingers deftly played over the detective's pussy lips, leaving no question she wanted and answer.
"Yes," Magita replied.
