Cop Cock For A Slut

I'm not going to repeat all of that which went before this story.

Please read

Cop Cock for a Virgin

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Also, a final chapter is in the works.

Cop Cock for ...

Jeff's daughter, Peg, had threatened her father just over a week ago. As it turns out, Peg is something of a little eighteen-year-old bitch. Peg had been told by Leslie, her best friend and Russ' daughter, that Russ had arranged to have Jeff take Leslie's cherry. Leslie had wanted to lose her cherry and Russ had refused as Leslie was his step-daughter. But, not wanting to let Leslie down, he's arranged to have Jeff, Russ' best friend and police patrol partner, to take her virginity. Everything had been fine, until Leslie told Peg that Peg's father had fucked her cherry away.

Peg had gone to her father and told him that she knew everything and would tell her mom about Jeff's fucking Leslie unless she got what she wanted. She said that what she wanted was turnabout-as-fair-play. She wanted her dad, Jeff, to arrange for Russ to have sex with her.

Jeff had gone into a panic. There was no way that he would let Peg tell his wife that he'd screwed Leslie, so Peg had him by the short hairs.

Jeff and Russ were on their beat patrolling their piece of the city. Jeff was in the same snit that he'd been in ever since Peg had made her demands on him. He barely talked to Russ as they rolled through the city. Russ knew that Jeff would move forward and do as Peg told him to do as there was no way that he'd take the chance that Peg would tell her mother what she knew.

Russ liked teasing his friend and partner as they did their cruising of the city. "So, did you tell Peg that I'm looking forward to the adventure?" Russ was pressing his luck.

"Shut the fuck up, asshole," Jeff responded. "You're talking about fucking my daughter."

"Hey, you fucked my stepdaughter. You didn't seem to mind that at all. So, what's the issue with a little bit of reciprocity? Like you said with my stepdaughter: I've got your back."

They both knew that this was going to happen. And, truth be told, Jeff was coming around. If Peg wanted to have someone screw her, Jeff would rather it be Russ than anyone he knew. Russ would be as good to her as Jeff had been with Leslie.

"I thought you were going to set this up and get a hotel room for us," Russ said.

"Well, not exactly, Peg has added conditions to her demands."

"Damn, what now?" Russ looked at Jeff waiting for the other ball to drop.

"She's demanding that you fuck her in a police station," Jeff confessed.

"Oh, so that's what has you in knots. You little girl wants to have me fuck her in the middle of fellow officers. Okay, she is kind of being a bitch now."

"Watch it. That bitch is my daughter."

"So, how do we do this? We can't let her spill her guts to your wife."

Jeff paused. "The only think that I can figure is to use the one-six."

The one-six police station had the worst reputation in the city. All kinds of shit went on there and good cops got out as fast as they could arrange a transfer and bad cops hung on to their jobs there.

"That's right, before we were paired up at the two-one, you were at the one-six," Russ said to Jeff. Jeff nodded.

"I'll have to check on some things to see if they're still up to their old shit. If so, Peg can have her police station fuck." Jeff went silent thinking about the risks. He had been out of the one-six for years and surely no one there would recognize Peg, so that was good. The last thing he wanted was to have cops all over town talking about Peg as a little slut.

Russ said, "Well, you better let me know what you're planning because I'm not screwing her in front of the morning meeting or on display in the locker room. Peg is a little bitch, but she doesn't deserve that and I'm not going to do something like that."

It was several days later when Russ asked Jeff how preparations were going for the one-six setup. Jeff shared with Russ the plans he'd made after talking to a guy he knew at the one-six. Jeff had explained what he needed without telling his buddy about Peg and their relationship.

Russ still wanted a hotel, but the plan at the one-six seemed doable. They planned it for the following Tuesday night at eleven in the evening. There should be fewer cops in the building and most assigned for that shift would be on the road leaving the police station pretty empty.

Russ was feeling better about the plan now and was ready to offer up some good-natured ribbing with Jeff. "You know, this is going to be great. Do you know how I know?"

"How?"

"Cause sitting here thinking about Peg at the one-six, I'm getting a huge hard on!" Russ smirked at Jeff with a broad grin.

"Fuck you, asshole."

Tuesday rolled around and Jeff met his daughter, Peg, around ten-thirty. He was driving the patrol car and Russ sat beside him on the front seat. Peg climbed into the back seat behind Russ.

"Russ, I've really been looking forward to this, because I really didn't want to tell mom about dad and Leslie." She slid forward in the seat and reached into the front seat wrapping her arms around Russ' chest. She gently moved her hands over his chest and when she found his nipples gave them a pinch. Russ offered up a grunt. She moved her hands as far down his body as she could but didn't have the reach to touch his cock.

"Stop that and listen to me," Jeff said to Peg. "When we get there, you are to say absolutely nothing. Not a single word, do you hear me?"

"Okay, whatever," Peg replied.

Jeff pulled the police car into an officer parking space in front of the one-six. Most of the parking lot was empty. Jeff and Russ got out and escorted Peg into the building.

The desk sergeant looked over the desk and said, "So, what brings the two-one to this side of town?"

"We're working this girl for a two-forty-one," Jeff said. "I talked to Flash and he said it'd be okay." Flash was the nickname of the guy he'd called to make the arrangements.

The desk sergeant smiled. A two-four-one was radio code for an impaling and he knew exactly what kind of impaling this young girl was in for. "You guys think you'll need any help?"

"We're good," Russ said.

"Well, let me know if you need any help." The sergeant looked up and down Peg and a big smile came to his face. He was imagining her naked and getting the fuck of her life.

"Only place I have is in the old interrogation rooms. You can use room two. Go to the end of the hall and down the steps to the basement."

"I remember from back with I worked here," Jeff said. The basement interrogation rooms hadn't been used for police work for many years. He could see how they would be perfect for two-four-ones. He took Peg's arm and lead her down the hall with Russ bringing up the rear.

They made their way down the poorly lit stairs to the basement. They made several turns the last being down a hallway with an old "Interrogation" sign. The hallway was fairly long with a single bare bulb light at the far end. Between being torn apart and falling apart, the basement was in need of much repair. As they made their way looking for room two, a naked man turned into the hallway and walked toward them. The naked officer stopped at another interrogation room, punch in the key code number and entered. The sounds of a group of officers having a good time could be heard until the door closed - then silence.

Russ noticed that the old surveillance cameras had their video cables cut. This wing of the basement was about as isolated as it could be. They arrived at room two and Jeff entered the observation room. He found the light switches and turned on the dim lighting in the observation room. All stations used the same door lock code so Russ entered the digits and the interrogation room door unlocked. As he pulled open the door, Jeff flipped the switch in the observation room that turned on the light in the interrogation room.

One fluorescent tube in the ceiling came to life and a moment later a second tube sputtered. The second tube never left the sputtering mode. Russ looked around the room and noticed that the room was pretty bare. There was a lacquered table in the center with a four-inch steel ring bolted to the end of the table. It was meant to be used to restrain prisoners. The remaining furniture, if one could call it that, was limited to two ratty old arm chairs. There was a huge one-way mirror on the wall and Jeff and Peg waived to Jeff. There had been three video cameras mounted in the room; they were no longer there having been literally ripped from their mounts.

The air was warm and stuffy. It smelled of sweat, sex, and cum. The table top and the floor around it was covered in what had to be dried cum.

"Why don't you take off your gun and stay at while?" Peg smiled a wicked smile for Russ as she said it.

Russ removed his duty belt and placed it on one of the chairs. Peg came close and kissed him on the lips as she ran her hands over his chest and back.

"I'll make your cherry pop as easy as possible," Russ said knowing that Jeff was listening to every word they said on the intercom.

Peg pulled herself closer to him and whispered into his ear, "There's no cherry to pop here. Hasn't been for a long time. I didn't ask for you to pop my cherry. It's just that I've always wanted to fuck you. You're a real hunk."

He looked at Peg all over again. She was five-foot-six and just over a hundred pounds. She had large breasts and a slim waist and hips. Her face was beautiful; it was the kind of beauty that all women wanted and the kind that was found on magazine covers. Her skin was perfect. The thought of touching and sucking on those tits and fucking her little cunt was making him hard.

She continued whispering in his ear, "You know, I've had a lot of cock for my young years. In fact, I'm just four short of having had sex with the entire school baseball team." She giggled. "And, that included the two coaches."

Russ had heard the whispers in both the high school and the community about Coach Jones and his wandering cock. The coach was early-to-mid-fifties with a lean and powerful build. Apparently, if the rumors were true, he'd bedded every willing woman in the high school parent pool. He was free to do so as he was a widower. Talk also had it that his son, a college student they called Bud, would sometimes join in for a MILF threesome. Kip, the assistant coach, was mid-twenties and something of a pussy hound too. So, Russ had no reason to believe that Peg was lying about her experiences.

Peg was now unbuttoning Russ' shirt as she kissed his chest. She pushed his shirt off his shoulders and it fell to the floor. She found his trousers' zipper and he heard the sound as she pulled it down. Peg's hand entered through the fly knowing exactly what she wanted. She could feel his hardening cock through the fabric of his boxers. She stroked its length and then released it from its cloth prison. Russ' cock popped from his zipper opening as Peg dropped to her knees. She had no hesitation as she licked his cock.

As Peg gave him lip service, he stiffened to his full seven inches. He had come to this point thinking that he was to pop her cherry, only to find that she'd been fucking like a bunny for who knows how long. He'd been looking forward to her cherry, but considering the situation, he felt even more excited about fucking this little slut.

His train of thought was broken when Peg reached inside his zipper and pulled his balls through the zipper. She was tugging them gently. Her warm hands on his smooth balls felt amazing. Then, when she started to lick them, he was in heaven. He reached down and undid his belt and opened his pants and they fell to the floor.

Peg grabbed his boxers with both hands and pulled them down. His cock and balls disappeared into the fly for a moment only to pop out as his boxers drifted down his legs. One of Peg's hands was holding his cock up and out of the way of her second hand gripping his ball-sack. She took one ball into her mouth at a time and gently sucked on it and having done so move to the other. This was definitely not a virgin.

Russ knew that Jeff was watching them through the one-way mirror but Russ no longer cared. He was going to give this little slut daughter of Jeff's a grade-A fucking. As Peg's head bobbed on his cock, Russ put his hands on her head and pushed her to him forcing her to take his entire cock. He held her head there until she started to struggle for air. He held her there just a bit longer. When he released her head, she pulled back and gasped for air. He expected her to be angry, but she looked up at him and smiled.

He pulled her up and as she stood before him, he kissed her and sucked on her earlobe while unbuttoning her blouse. He slid it off of her. She had smooth, soft skin and her tits were very large for a young girl. Russ embraced them with gentle squeezing. She moaned softly as he fingered her nipples. He picked her up and placed her on the table.

"Handcuffs," she said.

He walked across the room to his duty belt and picked up his handcuffs. As he started to put them on her, she said, "No. Handcuff me to the ring in the table." Complying, Russ ran the handcuffs through the ring and then locked them on her wrists. She was helpless to escape. The idea of fucking her in this restrained situation excited Russ and his cock stiffened. Russ climbed on the table and hovered above her as he returned to her large breasts. Her nipples were now hard and he sucked them to her moans.

Peg was still wearing a little short skirt which Russ removed slowly as he licked her abdomen down to her shaved patch. Reaching her feet, he removed her shoes and they, and the skirt, fell to the floor. She lay before him naked, her arms above her head and handcuffed to the table. Pushing her legs apart, he slipped up her body kissing the inside of her legs as he went. Arriving at her cunt lips he could see a trickle of her juice escaping her lips. He licked it and she flinched. He used his thumbs to pry her lips apart and there he gazed on her sexy little pussy.

Jeff was in the observation room watching as he buddy, Russ, got ready to fuck his oldest daughter. He was beginning to wonder if she was a virgin, as she was acting more like a little slut than a timid little virgin. He could hear through the intercom her moaning as Russ licked her pussy. As Russ continued to tongue her clit, she became louder in her response. Jeff could see Russ slipping two fingers into her pussy as he continued to tongue-whip her clit. Her moans grew louder and louder as she used her hips to thrust her pussy into the air.

To show Peg for what she was and make her beg for his cock. After all, any good slut would do that and Peg was one-hundred-percent slut. Russ' cock was hard and eager for its turn to play in her pussy. Russ raised one leg and put his knee on the table then pulled himself onto the table top. He positioned himself over her so that he could lick and suck the nipples on her big tits. He made sure that his cock was touching her pussy lips as she pushed up into the air under his cock.

"I've been waiting a long time for his," she whispered. "Put your cock in me. I need cock!"

Russ raised himself to a kneeling position between her legs. He took his cock in hand and rubbed the cockhead over her pussy and clit. She tensed in anticipation and whispered her approval. He knew she wanted penetration, but he wanted to toy with her some more. He positioned his cockhead at her pussy opening and pushed forward just a bit but not enough for his cockhead to enter her pussy tunnel. He rocked slightly back and forth never letting his cockhead out of his sight. Now she was gushing wet making his cockhead wet with her drippings.

"What do you want?"

"I want you to fuck me," she whispered.

"I can't hear you, but most of all, your daddy can't hear you on the other side of the one-way mirror. So, what do you want?"

"I want you to fuck me with that big cock of yours," she screamed out.

"And, what are you?" He waited for her answer.

"I'm a dirty little skank slut!"

Jeff looked through the glass and watched as Russ ended Peg's waiting and slid his cock into her cunt. He did so slowly until his balls were pressed against her ass.

Russ hadn't felt young, tight pussy like this in years. It was hot, wet, and gripped his cock tightly as he moved in and out of her. Soon, she was meeting his thrusts with her hips pushing up to meet him.

Peg wanted to torture her dad a bit and knowing that he was listening through the intercom, she said, "I love your cock and the way you fuck me. Fuck me harder!"

Her dad clinched his hands into fists in disappointment of his daughter and at the same time felt his own cock stir inside his pants. He reached down and found that his cock was responding to his friend, Russ, fucking his daughter. Through the glass he watched as Russ lowered his chest to hers and licked her earlobes. In profile, he could see Russ' ass raise and fall with each thrust of his cock into Peg. Jeff could only imagine how tight that little pussy was and how wet.

The door to the observation room opened and two officers entered uninvited. One was a young white officer in his late twenties, the other a black officer in what looked to be his late fifties.

"Hey," the young officer said to Jeff. "The desk officer told us Peg was here. It's been a while, maybe three weeks since she's come by."

"Peg's a favorite around here. She's one tight little slut," said the black officer.

Jeff's first thought was to beat the shit out of these guys in defense of his daughter, but with his daughter on the other side of the glass and Russ fucking her like a horny monkey, Jeff didn't want them to know that it was his daughter. He decided to let it go.

Jeff's gaze through the window ended as he turned back to the two officers. Both were stripping. Soon they stood there without a stich. The young white office was stroking his cock to a full erection. The black officer was already hard, his cock sticking straight out.

"Listen," the white cop said. "I love it when she moans like that. Damn, she's a good fuck!"

The black officer responded, "Yep. Remember the first time she was here. I got to go first and found that she was still carrying her cherry. After sucking me pretty good, she told me to get up on the table on my back because she wanted to take a ride. I didn't have to do a thing, she was already dripping wet, but I thumbed her clit. I reached down and put my cock to her pussy and thrusted up, but she'd always move up not allowing me to enter. Then all of a sudden, there I was laying on my back, my cock at here pussy entrance and she just drops her body onto me. She didn't even flinch with she lost it. She just paused a moment and then started ridding me. Fuck!"

"It's a good thing she likes older guys or she would have told you to fuck off," the white officer said teasing the older black guy.

Jeff couldn't believe that he was standing there listening to this black guy tell him about taking his daughter's cherry. Jeff looked down. The black officer's cock was a good seven and a half inches, maybe more. Jeff couldn't believe that Peg had taken this huge cock as her first one. Jeff then noticed the black cop's huge balls. They were the size of plum tomatoes. The thought of those huge balls pumping their full load into his Peg's little pussy caused him to freeze.

It was Russ and Peg's loud fucking that broke Jeff's concentration. Both Russ and Peg were moaning and grunting as they fucked and Jeff knew that they were both about to cum.

Russ couldn't believe the state he was in. His cock had never been harder as he pushed and pulled it in and out of Peg's pussy. So many things contributed to this moment. The fact that Peg had blackmailed her dad, Jeff, to get Russ to fuck her was unbelievable. Then there was the fact that Jeff was on the other side of the one-way mirror watching Russ, his best friend and police patrol partner, fuck his daughter really excited Russ. His heart was racing and he could feel the moisture of light sweat on his and Peg's bodies. Peg was approaching her cum as her breathing became irregular and she broke into an almost constant moan. Adding to the moment, was the air in the interrogation room. It was a mixture of pussy, sweat, and cum. Russ couldn't understand why this smell seemed sweet like an aphrodisiac.