Lindsay Part 1
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I admit that sometimes I get into bad moods, who the hell doesn't... right? Well, one thing that really gets to me is when someone is mean to someone else for no damn good reason. Life is tough enough without somebody riding you are treating you like shit. One night this bitch found out that being a bitch can hurt you!
I was on evening patrol out of the 4th Precinct. I was patroling an area of mixed upper end residential, and upper end middle class homes. Not my usual district but the LT wanted some younger officers to get some experience in my regular distict. I really did not mind, I could use the change of pace. In this district I could expect to see nice looking woman, rich homes and I did not have to worry about getting shot at as much.
Most of my calls that evening had been standard crap! Dogs barking, loud cars and sterios and one peeping tom call. Nothing big really. I was just getting ready to go get something to eat when I get a message from dispatch about a domestic disturbance. Call called 911 then hung up. So I turned my unit around and I headed for the location. Very nice, two story home on Spencer Drive. You could feel the money when you pulled into the cobble stone driveway.
As I got out of my unit I could hear a woman yelling "You stupid bastard you cannot do anything right!" Yeppers, I seemed to have found the right location. I notified dispatch that I had arrived. The noise was coming from the back yard so I headed around, on a concrete walkway, to the back yard. Yes, this was a high class place all right. As I came around the corner I could see a man in a yellow print tee shirt and dark blue swimming trunks sitting on an lounge chair. He had his head down and he was holding a glass that was half full of a light brown liquid with ice cubes.
The woman doing the yelling was a brunette with short, shoulder length hair. She had a really nice figure and she was wearing a black two piece bathing suit. I noted her tits looked to be 36C and her ass was at least a 38. The most notable feature on her face was her nose. It looked like a beak! I had to choke back a laugh, she looked like a buzzard leaning over the man. I remember someone telling me one time that a woman with a big nose was great for sucking cock. I had no idea why I thought of that at that particular time.
"You are just a stupid, stupid man who cannot do anything right" she yelled. "You can't make a good martini, you can do anything right. If it was not for Daddy's money we could not survive! You are worthless and I don't know why I married you, you are such a loser" she continued. Then I saw a chance to cut in "Excuse me, what seems to be the problem here" I said. It startled them both.
"The damn neighbors called the cops" the woman said as she looked around to see if anyone was watching. "I told you to quiet down dear but you insisted on yelling" he said meakly. Then she turned on him as if ready to attack! "Thats enough now folks and I don't want to hear anymore cursing either" I said in my official police voice. She spun around toward me like a cat getting ready to pounce and yelled "Who the fuck do you think you are!" I smiled and said "I am the man that will throw your ass into jail if you don't knock off the crap." I took her by surprise because she actually shut up and backed away from me.
It did not take long for me to figure out the problem. This woman was a real bitch who had no respect for anyone most especially her husband. After listening to both of them I got the picture so I told them "Look, I do not want to come back here tonight because if I do someone is going to jail or worse. So sir, do you have a place you can go to stay tonight?" I swear the man's face actually lit up when I asked him. "Why yes, I can go stay with my friends at their condo" he offered. "Then get your stuff together and I will wait for you" I offered. He was up like a shot and into the house. The bitch just glared at me without saying a word.
The man came running back down with an overnight bag and he did not need me to direct him. He was gone out the door and you could hear the tires squeal when he drove away. Finally she said, "I am going to have your fucking badge!" I smiled and said "You have the right to complain ma'am so please feel free!" Then she tried getting more personnal by saying "I can make your fucking life miserable!" I smiled back at her and I thought "You fucking bitch you have never had a man stand up to you and that is the problem." Then I said "That is not a problem ma'am because I can make life a nightmare for you as well."
She looked startled I could tell that she had never had a man talk back to her before. I knew it was a slow night for the department, Wednesday nights usually are. And I don't know why but tonight I was is a rare, kinky mood. "Now go into the house" I said "I mean now!" She got up and headed for the house, glancing over her shoulder as she did. I followed her into the family room, though the sliding glass doors. "Is anyone home" I asked. She nodded no. "Well it seems to me ma'am that you are spoiled and you seem to have forgotten that other people have feelings too. So I am going to teach you a lesson on manners" I said as I undid my gunbelt.
"Come here" I commanded "and take off your bathing suit!" She looked shocked
"No" she yelled. "I will not tell you to come here again" I said. She shook her
head no but before she realize it I had grabbed her right arm and turned her
around as I pulled her too me. It then slammed her over the back of the couch so
her ass was sticking up in the air. "First lesson, when I tell you to do
something you do it without question" I said angrily. I then undid my big wide
black belt and I pulled it off my pants. I then grabbed the top of her two piece
bottoms and I pulled them all the way down. She screamed "No, stop!" "Yell all
you want bitch, you have been yelling all night, nobody is listening now" I
said.
I pulled my arm back and I started to spank her bare ass hard. I was raising red welts on her soft white ass! She was kicking and crying but I was still holding onto her right arm and it was behind her back. After about eight good hits I said "You going to listen to me now!" "Yes, oh yes, please stop spanking me" she pleaded. Then she continued "Nobody has ever spanked me before in my whole life." "Well, they should have" I said as I let her up. Now take your top off. She stood up and she undid her top which revealed a very nice set of tits. Not real big, but not real small either. Her nipples were standing straight up. I then noticed that her pussy was shaved smooth too.
I walked over to the winged back chair next to the fireplace. I picked it because it was the fartherest away from her. "Get on your knees and crawl over here to me" I commanded. She did not move so I turned and when I did she fell onto her knees. I sat down in the chair when she started to crawl to me. Now she was at my feet. "Now take my dick out and suck it" I said. She did not hesitate this time. She undid my pants and pulled them and my underpants down at the same time. My full 7 1/2 inch dick strung to attention. Her eyes were now on my dick. "I never sucked a dick before" she said. "Just put it in your mouth and suck on it. Go up and down on it in your mouth and run your tongue around the head" i directed. She did everything I said and in a few minutes she was getting the hang of it just fine. Her cool, wet mouth was heating up nicely! I did not want to cum in her mouth yet. I had other plans for her tonight!
After about ten minutes my dick was as stiff as it had ever been. I made her lick my nuts a few times too. Now I pulled her head back with her hair. "You are a good cock sucker" I said "how do you like it?" "Okay I admit it is good" she said "Can I stop now or are you going to make me suck it some more." "You tell me" I asked "do you want to suck it some more or not?" Her faced turned red as I pulled her head back more. "I want to suck it more" she offered.
"No, sorry" I said "I am in charge here tonight." I then shoved her back on the floor and I stood up. "Get your ass up off the floor and go over to the couch" I commanded. She did as I said without saying a word. I then walked over to my gun belt and I took my handcuffs out of their case. I then walked around in front of the couch with her facing me from the other side. "Give me your hands" I commaned. She complied like a well trained puppy. I then handcuffed her left hand and I pulled her over the couch and I ran the handcuff under the center leg of the couch and I handcuffed her right hand. She was now stretched over the couch with her ass in the air and her feet off the ground.
"This hurts" she said. "Bitch it is going to hurt a lot more in a few minutes" I said. I walked around behind the couch and her and I spread her legs apart. Luckily the top of the couch was round and overstuffed so it really was not painful. I then shoved my dick into her wet, hot pussy without saying a word. I started fucking her hard and she responded positively. I was ramming it deep inside her pussy and she was moaning like a street whore! "You like it this way bitch" I asked. "Oh, yes god it is so big and it feels so wonderful" she replied. "Better than your husband's" I asked. "Oh, yes, he's got a little dick and he is done in two or three strokes" she responded. "Well, if you treated him better he would do better. You never suck his dick and I bet you never let him fuck your ass either" I confronted her. "Hell, nobody has ever fucked my ass" she stated like it was a foregone conclusion that nobody ever would. "Wrong answer, bitch" I said as I pulled my dick out of her pussy.
I then lined the head of my dick up with her tight little ass hole and I proceeded to ram it in. I never heard so much profanity from one person's mouth before. I actually laughed out loud at her. I finally stopped shoving it in when I felt the head finally enter her ass. She stopped yelling and cursing then. "God damn your killing me" she said "you are tearing my asshole." I then started to slowly shove it in and in a few minutes I was all the way up her ass as far as I could go. Then I slowly started fucking her as I reached up with my right finger and I started playing with her clit and fingering her pussy. Soon she was hot again and not minding my dick in her ass at all. "Oh jesus fuck me in the ass! Go deep, shit I am going to climax" she said. I then felt her shake and her ass hole was squeezing my dick. I wanted to cum in her bad but I had one more lesson for her to learn.
I pulled my dick out of her ass and I walked around front of the couch and I pulled her head back and I shoved my dick in her mouth. She tried to protest but my dick stiffled her words as I drove it into her mouth. I proceeded to fuck her face like I did her ass! I was shoving it all the way down her throat! She kept gagging so I would ease up every once in awhile to let her breath. Finally, I could feel my balls tighten as I got ready to cum. Just as I started to cum I pulled my dick out and let the hot juice hit her square in the face. I shot it all over her face to where it was dripping off that big hook nose and onto the couch.
I then reached down and undid the cuffs. "Go get washed up and come back here" I demanded. She did as she was told without comment. In a few minutes she returned. "Get on your knees and suck my dick" I said. She did was she was told. She never said a word. While she sucked on my dick I told her "From now on you will speak to you husband with respect. You will speak nicely to everyone from now on. You will suck his dick at least twice a week and you will fuck him like the whore you are. Do you understand" I commanded. She shook her head yes. "Now if you do what I tell you and I do not hear of any more trouble then once a week we will get gether and I will fuck you all over. But only if you are good" I said "Do you understand?" She again nodded yes.
I was on hard now so I thought I would give her a reward "What do you want to do with this stiff dick now" I asked. "Will you fuck my pussy, please" she asked politely. I had her get up off the floor and turn around and then I had her sit on my dick. We fucked like this for about thirty minutes before I finally came in her again. She had already climaxed twice my then and was well ready for me to let it go. Then she went into the bathroom to get cleaned up and I got dressed and left.
I stopped by a few days later when I saw her husband getting out of his Lexus in the driveway. "How things going now" I asked. "Well, I do not know what you said after I left" he said "but she is a different woman to everyone. She is nice and even fun to be around!" Then I asked the big question "How is the romance department?" "Damn, you would not believe how it has changed" he said with a smile. Then I saw her coming out of the house. She greeted us both with a smile and she kissed her husband tenderly. I started to head for my unit and he headed for the house with her. Then she called to me wait a minute and she walked over to me. She had her back to her husband and she whispered "He is going to be gone for a few day toward the end of the week. I need you to come over and give me some more lessons...say Saturday." "All day" I asked. "If that would not be to much trouble for you" she replied. I nodded okay as I got into my car. As I started to drive away I said "Once again good trumiphs over evil and another bad guy bites the dust!" Then I laughed! Everyone around must have thought I was nuts!
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Sooner or later, if you drive often enough, you will climb into your car one morning, put the fob near the ignition, press the button and... ... nothing. You try it again. Nothing. Then again. Maybe the battery in the fob has gone dead. The car still won’t start. You stare into the distance, your brain frozen with indecision. What the hell? You start to think: Maybe it’s not the fob. Maybe it’s the car battery. You turn on the headlights. They spring to life, then quickly fade to yellow and...
My Saturday started off with nothing to do. I was in that awkward stage right after my divorce, at a high risk for a train-wreck rebound relationship, and determined not to plunge into one. Relationships aside, after having spent the entire eight-month divorce process dateless, my backlogged carnal needs had reached legendary proportions. My first stop for the day was the gas station near my house, and my reason for preferring it was in rare form today. My gas station is right next to a gym,...
Sean rolled over and then headed to the door. Who, the hell would be buzzing him at 06:20, in the morning? He hit the palm plate, the door slid back, and there stood Lee. “Has something gone wrong darling?” he asked with concern while still half-asleep. Lee slid into his arms and laid a deep probing kiss on him, which instantly had him tenting his shorts. “The Captain said I could knock off early if I fixed the compensators. Surprise!” Sean pulled her into the room, palmed the door and...
EROTIC ESSAY 2: FOR FINDING FAVOURITE FEATURES & FETISHES OF READERS' CHOICESI FIND FINDING by SEARCH, Even I try find back certain Story, I Wrote Myself, NOT EASY Here.I FOUND FINDING a Single STORY, rare only one, with Unusual Feet FETISH Particularly HARD.I only remember HER NAME But Not Sure if I Use In that Story Lost From my Sight. She Tried. I APPLY ALL TRICKS & TIPS I know. She 'Dresses': 'Short Sexy Skirt' 'Net Nylons' 'High Heels'.I TAKE An HOUR @ Each SERIOUS SEARCH. TOOK ME...
Kelly was a shy, introverted 19 year old college student. She was about five foot four, on the plump side with curly blonde hair and thick juicy lips. She dressed conservatively to hide her large juicy breasts and thick round ass but she still got plenty of attention from guys. Kelly had been brought up Christian though and was still a virgin having been taught that she should wait until marriage to have sex. She’d fooled around a little, a couple of handjobs here maybe a blowjob there but she...
I think I’m half-Danish... It took me a moment, I’ll admit. It was perhaps like seeing someone on a distant hill make an odd movement, and only realizing a long second later that it was the head-on motion of an archer having released an arrow to fly forth from her bow. It took me a moment, yes, but then that five-word missile arrived, slamming into my heart with surgical precision. The world seemed to spin. I only knew one Danish person, and I knew him quite well. I struggled to hold her...
The idea of actually doing it was set in motion when I found stories about women having sex with animals on the Internet. I was intrigued by these stories and after some time , I knew that I was going to do it myself. The idea wasn't something that occurred overnight, I was interested before I read the stories. Why? One reason was that the act was forbidden by society which made it very appealing to me- to do something so far out of the norm was sexually exciting. But the real...
[Sunday, July 5th, 2020] Right now, I wanted to play with gambling with this ability for a little while, so I jumped back into the tunnel. Once again I was in the tunnel, facing another end section. The scene on the wall showing my monitor, keyboard, and mouse sitting upon my desk. I figured this would be a good way to leave it as I would probably be back at some point. I headed back down the tunnel to the intersection and considered going back in time to the last time I was in Vegas....
But being an 18 year old me? Now that has some serious potential. In my base timeline, when I was 18 years old (1986) I had just finished up my senior year of High School and I was facing the prospect of finding a job. After graduation, my Mom informed me that I was not going to screw off all summer and she needed me to hit the pavement looking for full-time work. I parlayed a couple of weeks in a trade school machine shop into a job working at a mill and operating a turret lathe at a...
[Friday, June 20th, 1986] Up in my room, I started with setting the box on my bed and pulling things out. I liked a few of the shirts she had in there, so it was good to see them again. I had no interest in the stuffed animals, but maybe Anne would like them. There were a few crystal animals in there, they would probably go to Anne too. One of them did not look familiar to me, hell, it probably came from some other guy. That’s kinda funny actually. I can’t be certain it wasn’t from me, but...
[Saturday, June 21st, 1986] I awoke to the sounds of our next-door neighbors pulling their truck out of the driveway. It was a big Ford F-350 diesel with dual rear wheels and he had a camping trailer hooked up to the rear bumper. His wife was loudly playing spotter for him, and apparently she was making absolutely sure that they took out their mailbox as they pulled out. Much cursing and blame throwing was involved. They were both assholes about it if you asked me. With the windows open it...
[Saturday, June 21st, 1986] As we started up the stairs I warned Kim that my room was in the attic and that there was no A/C up there. I also told her, “We probably should have brought some water to help us avoid heatstroke.” Sadly, I wasn’t kidding much. It gets damn hot up there during a summer day. When we got there she said, “Nice room, but you weren’t kidding, wow it’s hot. We better do this quickly.” She asked me to pull out any clothes I had in dresser drawers that weren’t socks or...
[Tuesday, June 24th, 1986] I woke up and looked over at the alarm clock on my nightstand. It showed 07:55 am. I climbed out of the waterbed and stretched. I was enjoying having this 18-year-old body again. I was still way too thin at this point in my life. I remember my first Military ID showed my weight at 135 pounds. Which was about 10 pounds less than normal for me at the time. Sure, I was a bit of a beanpole, but not quite that bad. I figure all the exercise in basic made me lose more...
[Tuesday, June 24th, 1986] I met Sam back at the table with his lunch. I offered him a choice, “Sweet tea, or Coke?” He opted for the Coke. We shared a side of the picnic table with a comfortable space between us as neither of us wanted to lose the best views. I opened a bag of potato chips and started my questions with, “Well, I guess there is no sense tiptoeing around. Feel free not to answer any questions you feel are too personal and I won’t hold it against you. The personal ones are...
[Tuesday, June 24th, 1986] Sam sat there staring at either me or the ticket for a good 5 minutes. Eventually, he shook his head and said, “John, my temper can get a little out of hand sometimes. Normally, someone trying to give me a handout would piss me right off, but you’ve managed to kinda blow my mind here. I don’t know if I can make you understand, but I’ll try to explain.” “You see, I need to live my life by certain rules. I won’t lie. I won’t steal. I will earn my keep. That’s it,...
[Tuesday, June 24th, 1986] Sam and I pulled back into the parking lot at about 6:45 pm. I briefly considered using the valet parking, but as much as I loved my old 626, it would have been embarrassing to pull up behind the Jaguar and Mercedes crowd. Sam and I headed to the valet area anyway and our passes quickly gained us access to the stairwell. When we got to the Lounge we found only about 40 people in the whole place. We didn’t exactly fit in, but it wasn’t the Red Carpet event I half...
[Wednesday, June 25th, 1986] I woke around 6 am and made it into the shower without running into anyone, as I would expect for the time. After getting dressed, I headed to the kitchen and was in the mood to make some breakfast. I had come across a jar of instant coffee the other day and decided to go for it. We were going to have to get a coffee machine soon. This instant coffee stuff was going to be horrible. I put the kettle on the stove to work and started rummaging for food ideas. Two...
[Wednesday, June 25th, 1986] The next thing we knew, the front door was opening, and my mom was home. Fortunately, she spent a little time putting groceries away in the kitchen and pantry. Kim and I had time to get our shirts buttoned up again. I grabbed the remote and turned on the TV, smashing the volume button and hoping it wouldn’t be deafening when it came on. It wasn’t, and I flipped through the channels until I came to MTV and slowly increased the volume. One video was just...
[Thursday, June 26th, 1986] When I woke up, the alarm clock told me it was nearly 8 am. In case I ran into anyone to or from the shower, I donned a pair of shorts from the laundry hamper to cover myself. I should get myself a decent robe for that. The bathroom was surprisingly free. I took my shower and headed back upstairs to change for the day, carrying my shorts and wrapped in just a towel. I dressed in jeans and one of my new polo shirts. I liked my new wardrobe a lot better than the...
[Saturday, June 21st, 1986] I awoke to the sounds of our next-door neighbors pulling their truck out of the driveway. Damn-it, I forgot about them. I wondered if I could help them out. Let’s find out. I jumped into the tunnel. If the time between sections were roughly two seconds, then that would be 30 sections per minute. 300 sections would be ten minutes. I started moving quickly, but still slow enough to count individual sections. I stopped somewhere after 500 sections. And tried to...
[Sunday, June 22nd, 1986] I woke again to the sunlight coming through the window. Looking at the alarm clock showed me it was almost 7 am. I got up and took my morning shower. After getting dressed for the day, I headed out to the car and made my way to the nearby diner. While I drank the coffee that Carol had poured for me, I considered the menu. Carol soon came back and asked, “So what can I get for you this morning?” I replied, “I think I’ll go with a short stack of pancakes and a side...
[Monday, June 23nd, 1986] I got to Kim’s house right after 7 am, as requested. She had made french toast for all of us. Her mom was still in a nice comfortable robe, but her dad was dressed in a suit for the office where he worked. We all enjoyed the food, and Kim and I left for the mall right after her dad headed out for the day. Our day of shopping went very similarly to the first time, with a couple of notable changes. Kim modeled almost a dozen dresses for me. After she decided on the...