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Here's more of our delightful Cop Mistress Erotic Sex Story...

Part2


She unbuttoned the blouse of her uniform and removed it. Her ample breasts, trapped by her bra, swelled in the middle like two gently rolling hills. She reached behind her and set them free, tossing her bra on the empty bunk with her blouse. Those lovely mounds bounced down, happy to be set free. She cupped them, lifting them slightly and looking from them to me. "Do you like my breasts, slave?" Frantically
trying to remember the rules she had outlined, I replied, "Yes, Kate, they're magnificent." I certainly didn't have to make that up...they were truly amazing!

She approached me slowly, still cupping those beautiful globes. When she was right next to me, she leaned over and put one of her erect nipples about a half inch from my lips. My cock had come fully awake
now and was standing at attention. I wanted to take that succulent nipple in my mouth, taste its sweetness and nibble on it... ooooohh my cock was beginning to pulsate! "May I take your nipple in my mouth, Kate?"

"NO!" she said, a huskiness in her silky voice, her breathing deeper and a little faster. She closed the distance between her nipple and my lips, pushing it lightly against my mouth. My loins were screaming at my lips and teeth to open up and take that hard little bud inside. My mind kept my mouth tightly shut. After what seemed like centuries, she stood up.

"You've passed my little test, slave. Do you want to suck on my nipple?"

"Oh yes, Kate, please, I beg you, put your nipple in my mouth." At that moment I wasn't acting or playing a slave game. My entire being ached to taste her!

"Very well" she purred seductively, "you're a good slave and deserve a reward. The better you are, the more rewards you shall receive." She leaned over me again. I parted my hungry lips and raised my head to meet her descending nipple. She held it just out of reach. I couldn't help myself. A little boy's whimpering sounds escaped my throat in anticipation. "Please, oh please, Kate" I whimpered, "I'll do anything you say, ANYTHING, just let me taste your nipple."

"I know you will, darling" she whispered, "I know you will." She lowered her hard nipple to my parted lips. I closed them around it and slowly traced a path around its base with my tongue. Her eyes closed and a soft moan came out of her. She pushed harder with her breast and I opened my mouth wider to take all she wanted to give. "Yessss slave! Suck my breast!" Her breathing was heavier now. I captured her nipple in my teeth and began nibbling from the base, working my way to the tip, then flicked, licked and sucked, then began nibbling again. Her moaning became louder and more yearning. Withough warning she stood up, pulling her breast from my mouth with a wet popping sound. I groaned in frustration and disappointment.

"Something wrong, slave?" Her eyes flashed mischievously at mine, the sparkle had returned. "Do you want to suck on my nipple some more?" she asked teasingly. "You aren't complaining, are you?"

"No, mistress Kate, I'm not complaining. It's just that your nipples are so sweet and firm. I could nibble and suck on them for hours." "Perhaps later" she said, moving back to the center of the cell. "Right now I want you to see the rest of what you may or may not get to experience tonight."

She kicked her shoes off and flipped them onto the other bunk. Slowly, she unfastened the waistband of her slacks and lowered the zipper. My pulse quickened and my rigid cock began waving wildly in the air, its spasms completely beyond my control. My eyes were riveted on the juncture of her thighs as she continued to lower the zipper with one hand, the other holding the waistband together. As the zipper reached its lowest point, she turned her back to me. To say she was a master tease would be an understatement! I had no doubt she was serious when she told me I may or may not get to partake of her luscious charms. It became my fervent hope that she would be a compassionate mistress and allow me to become lost in ecstasy within the wondrous curves of her body.

She lowered her slacks from her waist to the top of her hips, looked back over her shoulder at me, blew me a sensuous kiss, then threw her head back and laughed teasingly. She began undulating her hips in a
slow, circular motion. With each rotation she pushed the slacks lower and lower. After what seemed an eternity, I could see the lacy waist-
band of her panties, black against the creamy smooth flesh of her lower back. She wasn't wearing pantyhose. Still lower the slacks went, driving me crazy with desire, until her entire buttocks were exposed, sheathed in filmy, black lace bikini panties. Her ass cheeks rotated against one another beneath the lace of her panties as she continued to undulate her hips. It was almost more than I could bear. I wanted to scream out, "Fuck me, Kate! Oh, please, slide your hot pussy down over my cock! I want to be inside you!" But I dared not for fear that it would land me across the street in a real cell! So I simply lay there, watching, my heart pounding in my chest, my cock throbbing mercilessly.

She stopped undulating her hips and simply let her slacks fall down around her ankles. Her bare legs were smooth and shapely and held promises of wondrous delights. Slowly, she bent over at the waist
without bending her knees. As she bent, the fabric of her panties tightened across her cheeks and the juncture between. Covered only by a thin strip of lace, her hidden pussy raised my blood to the boiling
point. As she lifted first one leg, then the other to step out of her slacks, her pussy also shifted, first to one side, then the other. She was watching me now from between her legs, her upside-down smile seeming somehow angelic and demonic at the same time.

She raised her hand between her legs and began moving her middle finger up and down the lace that covered her charms. She closed her eyes and moaned softly. I could barely hear it over the whimpering sounds I was making. She moved the lace aside, exposing the deliriously luscious lips of her moist pussy. As I watched, hypnotized, her finger slowly vanished between those lips.


To be continued...

Celeste

Posted: Thursday 12th June 2008, 1:19 PM