The Search Warrant

Just note: This story could be put in a few different groups, but I think Loving wives fits best.

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It was a quiet, mundane Saturday afternoon. I was just cleaning around the house and didn't expect anyone to come by. I was wearing a short summer dress that buttoned in the front, and nothing else. My husband insists that when I am at home, I am not to wear a bra or panties. I had cleaned the kitchen floors, made the beds, and did the laundry. That's enough; I thought as I sat down in my chair to read a book.

Just then there was a knock at the door; I wondered who it could be. Still in the same clothes, I open the door. There was a policeman standing in front of me; he was middle-aged, fairly attractive looking man.

"Hello, can I help you," I said.

"Hello, are you Mrs. Jones? Is your husband Tim Jones?"

"Yes, is there something wrong, is my husband alright?"

"Mrs. Jones, your husband, is being investigated related to a murder that happened three weeks ago. I have a search warrant to search your house for evidence."

"You must have the wrong house or the wrong Tim Jones."

"No, I don't," he then handed me the paper with the search warrant.

"Please step aside; I need to start looking." I was confused and taken back, not knowing what to think, but I had to let him do his job. He started wandering through the house, opening drawers, looking in cabinets. As he was looking I tried calling my husband, the phone rang, but he didn't answer. Now, I really became concerned, but all I could do was stand back and watch this man go through my house.

"If you tell me what you're looking for, maybe I could help."

"No, thank you, mam. I will find what I need." He looked through the kitchen, living room, even checking in the bathrooms. When he finished the 1st floor,

"Is the master bedroom upstairs?"

"Yes, here this way." I started walking up the stairs, with him right behind me. I had forgotten what I was wearing and that the officer might have a clear view of underneath the dress of my bare butt. If he had seen my naked ass, he didn't let on. The officer was friendly and polite, not at all demanding or rude. He even seemed to be concerned for me, his meaner put me a little at ease, until he started towards my nightstand. He opened up the drawer and found some of my sex toys, pulling one out and holding it up, asking me,

"doesn't your husband give you enough, and you have to use one of these." I was totally embarrassed, speechless, after the shock, I just said,

"we use it to help stimulate us."

"Ya-right." He put it back and headed into the bathroom. Opening the medicine cabinet, I was sure he had seen the bottle of AstroGlide Lube. He looked at me. I just shrugged my shoulders and gave him a little smile. He gave me a knowing smile back. Next, he headed to the closet and started to go through the drawers with my sweaters, then my blouses. I started to panic as he reached for the drawer with all my sexy lingerie. He rustled through the G-strings, sheer bra's, until he found my black studded leather body harness. I had bought it years ago as a little joke for my husband. He pulled it out, held it with both hands as to size it up, turned, and held in front of me as if to see if it fit me. I turned bright red and reached out to grab it from the officer. He quickly pulled it back,

"not, so fast, Mrs. Jones, this is evidence."

"What, how can that be evidence?"

"I am just going to hold on to this."

"Whatever." He then headed back to the bedroom, looking under the bed he found Tim's handgun. He held it in front of me.

"Would you like to explain this."

"It's my husband's, its registered, he got it for protection and target practice."

"This looks like the gun that was used in the murder of a man three weeks ago. I am going to have to arrest your husband."

"You must be wrong, Tim wouldn't hurt anybody."

"Sorry mam, I have to do my job." I began to plead with him, not to arrest Tim.

"Please, I am sure there is a perfect explanation. He is a good man; he would never shoot anyone."

"All the evidence points to him; I am going to have to arrest him."

"Is there anything I can do to change your mind." He looked at me, then at the leather harness. "Anything," as I reached out and took the harness.

"Well, maybe there is," he hesitated. I moved closer, then put my hand on the front of his pants. Looking at him with wanting eyes,

"Anything!"

"Ok," without a word, I unbuttoned my dress slowly, opened it, and let it fall to the ground. The officer just stood there staring at my naked body. I turned around, so my back was to him, spreading my legs, then bending over, to pick up the leather harness from where I had let it fell. I looked, his eyes were glued to my exposed labia, and it's open lips. I remained there for what seemed hours.

I was so confused, here I was a married woman, exposing myself to a complete stranger, but I would do anything his man wanted to protect my husband. I was so excited and turned on; my pussy was becoming wet. I was sure the officer could see the moisture seeping from me. I stood up and put the harness on.

"What else is there in that box?" He went back to the closet and dug deeper to find some rope.

"What do we have here?" His tone had now changed.

"Get on the bed, on your knees, butt high," he ordered. He then tied my hand to the headboard, then moved to my feet.

"Spread your knees." He tied my feet to the bedposts. There I was naked except for the leather harness, on my knees, with my butt high in the air and with my pussy in clear view for anyone's gaze. It must have been an erotic sight. If I wasn't so excited and aroused, I should have been worried that my husband might walk in on me like this. But my body betrayed me, I didn't care I was on fire with lust. I looked over to see the officer opening the drawer with my toys, going through them he pulled out my favorite black vibrator, I looked at his face as he looked at me, and I smiled. Then he pulled a butt plug out, one that Tim had been trying to get me to try. My smile turned to one of panic.

"Please, I have never had that in me."

"Anything, you said." Crap, I thought.

"Please be gentle." He set it down, then started to gently caress my legs, with one hand, and my breast with the other. His touch was that of a lover, soft and caring. He slowly worked his way from my cafes, up to my thighs, then continuing to between my pussy and ass. He teasingly rubbed his hand over my mound and softly squeezed my breast. I was in ecstasy. I was no longer worried about Tim going to jail, or being a faithful wife; I was wrapped up with the needs and hunger of being satisfied. I could fill my juices leaking down my legs. The officer was rolling my nipples between his fingers and had inserted two fingers in my sopping pussy and rubbing my butt hole with his thumb.

I was oblivious to everything, just wrapped up in lust. I barely realized he had lubricated my rectum, and slid the butt plug in, until he started to pull it out a little, letting go of it, then my rectum would pull it back, this action created such pleasure, from my rectum all the way into my pussy. My knees became weak, and my whole body started the tremble, as I had an orgasm. As I came back to reality, I was aware that the officer had removed all his clothes, and was standing next to my head, he had his hard dick in his hand, stroking it as he came closer to my mouth. I have only allowed my husband to put his dick in my mouth a few times, I thought it was dirty and I worried about gagging. But now all I wanted to do is suck on this hard cock in front of me. I opened my mouth to allow him in; he put just a little in, then a little more. I wished my hands weren't tied so I could grab his ass, and force his hard cock deep into my mouth.

He had moved closer, putting his hands behind my head to help push it deeper. I had managed to get most of him in my mouth, but I wanted it all. I stopped, relaxed my throat, then with a final push, I got it all in my mouth and down my throat. I felt his balls against my chin, and his pubic hair tickling my nose. Wow, I thought to myself, that was no way near as bad as I imagined. He pumped his dick in and out, stopping only to allow me a breath of air. His nut sack started to constrict, and I knew he was about to blow his load. I wanted him to cum down my throat; because the fear of deep throating, was just in my mind, I felt the same about allowing a man to cum in my mouth. His balls were tight, he pulled my head forward, and with one last thrust, he pushed his cock deeper down my throat than anything else. He let out a grunt, and spurted a big load in to my belly. He pulled out and deposited the rest on my face, then collapsed back on the bed. Still tied, with my ass high in the air, I wanted more.

"Are you done? If so let me go, I need to cum again, and if I have too, I will do it myself."

"No, we aren't done!" He got up, picked up the vibrator, and pulled a dildo out of the drawer; it was 12" long and 3" wide. I had gotten it as a joke from a girlfriend. He got behind me, turned the vibrator on low, placed it on my swollen clit, and with no warning, he pushed the dildo, as deep as it could.

"How about that, sweetie."

"Oh my god," I yelled. I was overwhelmed with pleasure, I have never been able to get it in myself more than 3 or 4 inches, now I had the whole thing. I started a major orgasm; as I was cumming, he kept pumping the huge dildo in me. I had one orgasm after another for five minutes; then I passed out. When I came to, I was still tied up with the huge dildo in my pussy; I couldn't feel the butt plug though.

"Still alive?" he asked. Still, in a daze, I looked back to see the officer behind me, his dick was hard and pointing at my ass.

"Good, glad to see you awake." He eased farther up between my legs; he slid his dick up and down my butt hole. I had never allowed Tim to come close to that hole, but now I had a stranger about to penetrate my virgin ass, the funny thing was, I wanted it.

"Are you going to shove your dick in my ass, or do I need to use this dildo? Come on, fuck my virgin ass." Did I just say that?

"You are a dirty one, aren't you. Do you talk like this for your husband?"

"NO, now shove your cock in, you bastard." With that, he pushed his cock all the way in. He kept fucking my ass, as he was using the dildo on my pussy, I was cumming, and loving it. We fucked like that till we both came. I fell forward, and he fell on top of me.

There I was, a prime example of a neighborhood mom, happily married woman of 33 years, with three grown children, a pillar of society. Tie to her bed, with a huge dildo her pussy, some guys dick in her ass, and pussy juice runny down her legs.

"You know Mrs. Jones, if you let me fuck you like this again, I won't arrest your husband." I looked over at him with a very satisfied smile,

"You know officer Jones, any time you want."