Gorgeous. Fantastic. Heaven on Earth.
Two middle-aged women, buck naked, pleading with me. Their bodies shaking, their fat tits pushed forward by their quivering arms, their cunt bushes dripping as they begin to wet themselves. All mine, to do with as I want.
Their clothes are a quarter-mile away, beside the fat SUV they'd been driving. It belonged to Cassie's son, Cassie the park boss's wife, Cassie with the hips as wide as a barn door. Hips I am going to split and get between, very soon. The son was "away on holiday", so it had been no trouble to plant some dope and catch the women on their way to the lake. A search of the vehicle found my evidence and I had them up against the side of the SUV while I patted them down. Slowly. Then I went heavy, shouted a lot, said they were shitty dope dealers but had one chance to clear their names. Lottie almost fainted. She was the mayor's wife, and scandal would cost her that fat salary and big swing on the veranda. Lottie had huge tits though she rarely showed them. That was going to change!
"You've just one chance, my beauties!" I yelled. "Let me search you here and now, and if you're clean you're out of here!" They nodded nervously. I moved in on them, jamming them against the fender, pushing my belly into Cassie's crotch. "Otherwise it's off to the slammer and the whole town knows you're busted!" They should have said no but they were too shocked and intimidated. A tear ran down Lottie's cheek. Good sign!
I turned to Cassie first - the stronger one. Break her down and Lottie would be lost. "Get out of that dress," I hissed from two inches, my voice lower but more menacing. Her head shook and her lips framed the word no, but before she could speak I grabbed the dress front and ripped it open. "Now the rest!" I roared. Her fingers obeyed on their own. "Out of those panties!" With shaking hands she pushed them down a few inches but they stuck on her fat ass. I tore at them and the fabric shredded, leaving her hairy cunt open to the air. She was too stunned to cover it. "Lose the bra." This time she did obey and trembling thumbs opened the clasp. I pulled it off her and pushed her back onto the SUV's door. "Spread 'em!" I yelled, then roughly pulled at her fat thighs and dinky little tits.
"Now you!" to Lottie. She had no will to resist and her summer dress, bra and panties were soon on the ground. I was more gentle with her, letting my hands linger between her ass cheeks and under her breasts.
Next threat was the cavity search. They both blushed bright red when I told them and begged me not to. I pretended to think about it. "Well, I haven't found anything on you but I have to check in you," I began. "But maybe I won't have to stick my fingers inside. There's a old cabin up on the ridge. If you run up there and nothing falls out, I might think you're clean." No way, of course, but they were too scared to realise. I made them run on the spot first, describing their figures in bare-assed detail, telling Cassie to lift her knees higher and Lottie to lean back - I thought her tits would fall off, they hit her ribs so hard. Then I told them to run ahead of me.
The sway of Lottie's huge tits and the quiver of Cassie's buttocks gave me a hard-on so big I could hardly run, but we reached the cabin without a spill. The women implored me (Lottie on her knees) but I was too hot to stop. How else can you get your finger up a rich woman's asshole? Especially when she's such a stuck-up bitch? I shoved them inside the door and dragged it shut behind me. It wasn't dark inside - half the roof had ripped away in a storm - but the walls were still up and there was no place to run.