Title: Please don’t officer
Theme: F/m spanking sex, forced
Pretty petite Holly Hunter lookalike police officer punishes young man for trying force his girlfriend gives oral and slapping her

PLEASE DON’T OFFICER

I first encountered cute Holly Hunter lookalike police officer when first visit San Diego, I took the wrong trolley into the east part of the city, not a good part, and seeing me trudging along with exhausted, lost expression she stopped the cruiser, picked me up and took me back to the central trolley station downtown.

 

 

Her name was Kelly, tiny and high-energy. I was attracted to her immediately and fell absolutely in love when, as I alighted in the trolley station, she yelled loudly for all to hear “And next time I catch you at it I’ll lock up!” as if I were a bum she’d apprehended for some misdemeanour:

A year later I was living in the city and already had a cute girlfriend, Carole, petite though not so tiny as Holly, a high energy 21 years old very enthusiastic in sex, particularly oral but with very little skill. I determined that since she is, better she learn to do it well. That seemed reasonable, but of course, females aren’t reasonable.

 

When I told her, Friday night, late, that I wanted to improve her technique, I did so tactfully. Really. Like, really. But you know how girlfriends can be, particularly 21 years old.

 

Abruptly took offence yelling angrily “If that’s how you felt about it how come you never said anything all these weeks?” At that point, I really lost respect for her and decided she was just another female blind to commonsense. Well, I just ignored it that night for I was quietly determining she’d get her lesson Sunday when she’d have had some time to cool down, think about maybe wanting to improve the technique she’d evidently erroneously been so proud of. Cuz Sunday we were to drive eastward into the California desert hills to see wildlife, trees, birds, coyotes, rattlesnakes and stuff she liked. Enough with my patient wimp act, I would be a real man and teach her to suck me off like I really liked.

Out in the foothills, I took a dirt road I remembered from before, drove waiting to see the track I vaguely recalled, ignoring her repeated “Where are we going? Why are you quiet? Where are we going? Take me home”, till I found where I wanted and went up a hill, round a bend, pulled off the road into some trees, turned the engine off, got out and went around and opened her door.

“What are you doing?” She sat there with arms folded, knowing I was up to something.

For once I was going to be as macho selfish as a 240lb football player and took out my dick which played along nicely by stiffening up immediately. “I’m going to teach you how to suck the way I like.”

“Oh. You are, are you!”

“Yes, I am.”

She sat with arms folded across her chest and turned her head away. “Go suck yourself, jerk.”

Now, I shouldn’t slap her even though it wasn’t at all hard and John Wayne would’ve done it far harder. Pulled my pants up, slapped her lightly across the cheek. “Oh,” she said, more with surprise than pain. I grabbed her arm, yanked her outta the car and suddenly had the thought that a real man would spank a girlfriend for behaving stubbornly like this and she’d probably enjoy it and respect him for it and try harder to please him in future, and so before she knew what was happening I’d swung her around, bent her over the car hood, feet off the ground, arm behind her back helpless. Moreover at erotic world.net

With one hand I tore her panties down. Flipping her short skirt up onto her back I whooped her bare ass a dozen times before stopping to listen to her yell, scream and curse at me, struggling to get free but without any chance, both feet off the ground, held face down, arm twisted. Man, it was a lot of fun, I might’ve done it before.

Getting into it I spanked some more. She’d stopped screaming and was sobbing softly while my palm searched new spots to redden. This was just the best angle to view her gorgeous round smooth cheeks. Her legs were open. I could see her pussy lips, pink and puckered. I sent a few light taps their way just to see the effect, and after a few minutes, I could see she was very aroused, outer lips parting, inner lips swelling, wet. My cock throbbed so urgently I just had to get it in and dragging it out of my pants, grabbed her hips and bayoneted in.

“Arghhh” I cried in shock and pain for at that moment pain shot across my ass. Several more bolts of pain hit me. Turning I glimpsed a blue uniform and a leather crop descending then my arm was grabbed, twisted and I was bent forward, butt in the air, cock still bobbing. My other wrist was grabbed, hand dragged behind my back. Handcuffed I fell to the grass staring up at a tiny furious female in blue.

“Kelly!” Petite officer Kelly, Holly Hunter lookalike, lost the love of my life, stood there and boy what a fireball now.

 

“I’m gonna arrest your ass for assault and rape. You’re gonna do twenty years for this. You’ll learn what getting your ass punished is. You’ll need a diaper and cork to keep your shit in by the time you leave prison.” I was frightened. I’m lying on my back, trousers about my knees, ass stinging from a leather crop, and above me, little Kelly’s pretty round face and taut body positively vibrates furious determination to punish me.

“Kelly, remember me? I’m sorry, nothing was happening, don’t arrest me, please.”

“Are you alright miss?”

My girlfriend now stood beside the fender holding a hot buttock in each hand beneath her short skirt. In different circumstances, I’d found the tableau orgasmic. “He hurt me,” she said angrily.

“What was all that about? You want me to take him to the station?”

“He spanked me because he didn’t like the way I came down on him.”

“He beat you to force you to give him head?” Kelly sounded shocked and incredulous. Well, that wasn’t exactly accurate so I tried to interrupt and set the record straight. Kelly bent down, took my ear and pulled, dragging me to my feet yelling in pain, my girlfriend now feeling sorry for me telling her “Oh, don’t hurt him, officer, don’t! He didn’t mean it, I like doing it for him, it was just he was rude….”

“Does he give you head?”

“He says he isn’t into that.”

“This boy sounds like he needs teaching a lesson, honey.”

“Don’t arrest him, please. I couldn’t go to court!”

“He whooped your ass and was raping you, miss.”

“It was just a game, officer.”

“A game, huh? Here’s a game for him.” Officer Kelly spun me around hard forward across my car hood, right where I’d had my girlfriend, feet clear of the ground, and began spanking. I thought I could withstand it without showing weak but it went on and on.

“Kelly” I begged. ” Please don’t officer. It’s too much, please stop.”

“Certainly not.” She leaned very close, face to face. “We’re both enjoying it, your young lady and I, aren’t we sweetheart? You’ll have a lot better behaved after this.” Redoubling her spanks I was soon groaning loudly. She moved to slap between my legs. Entire bottom and upper thighs were on fire and each spank stung like the dickens but now I felt worse, in danger of being damaged. Suddenly her hand hit me just behind my testicles with a thump and remained there. She gripped my testicles, the other hand grasped either side of my mouth, twisting my head to look at her, pressing the sides of my mouth together with the way moms do to little boys: “How do you feel, boy?”

“Hurts, officer” I managed to say in this undignified position. Releasing my balls she struck my backside with the riding crop so it really cut. “Ow! Officer, please” I begged.

“I want to see you blubber!” And still holding my head up, mouth pressed open, she recommenced beating me briskly with the crop. I began to blubber like a little boy, nose running too.

“What a baby,” my girlfriend said with a giggle.

Kelly stopped and I slid off the fender into a heap on the grass. “I don’t know about you,” she said to my girlfriend, “but I feel really hot.” Briskly unbuttoning her shirt she took it off to reveal a camisole, then lifted that over her head to reveal the most gorgeous firm breasts, not large yet perfectly shaped. She looked around. The coast was clear. I’d chosen my spot well.

Despite the pain, my cock began to stiffen at the sight of her breasts and the heat around my thighs and buttocks changed to different heat.

“I want you over my knee,” Kelly said. “Come over here.” Sitting squarely on a tree stump she tapped her knee. She wore the California police’s summer uniform, tight shorts. Sexy. I stood and stared. My girlfriend giggled. I ducked my head and, knowing there was nothing else for it, scrambled to my feet best I could with hands cuffed, staggered over to the officer and more or less fell over her knees. She unlocked the handcuffs and allowed me to stretch my arms. My cock got even harder, prodding her thigh. “Huh,” she grunted. “You’re a bad boy alright” and began spanking me. Lightly, this time flips of the hand to cheeks, inner thigh and between my legs bringing me closer and closer to climax as my cockhead rubbed the soft warm flesh of her thigh. “Do you want a try?” she asked my girlfriend

“Yes please!” As my girlfriend began to spank me Kelly put her hand under my thigh and clasped my balls lightly and that’s when, suddenly, I reached the point of no return. “Oh” Kelly cried, “he’s coming.” Semen spread over her hand and thigh. With what sounded like a grunt of approval she continued to hold my testicles, massaging them lightly. It felt great and seemed to go on for an age. After, I lay there afraid to move considering I’d just cum over a police officer’s uniform shorts and bare thigh, then realizing both females were waiting, slid off the officer’s lap to my knees.

They looked at me. Cowed, I didn’t say anything. The silence seemed the best policy. Nervously I took my handkerchief from my pocket, clean one, thank goodness, offered it to Officer Kelly who took it and wiped the semen off her shorts and skin.

“How come men always seem to get the pleasure?” she demanded, which just shows the female view of fair play and equality.

“How about we teach him what giving head to a woman is” my girlfriend said, getting into the spirit big time.

“Sure, we’ll give him a lesson. I know I really need some right now. What do you say, boy? You ready to learn, or you need more of this?” Holly lifted the riding crop.

“I’ll learn,” I said hurriedly.

“I’ll learn, Officer Kelly” she corrected.

“I’ll learn, Officer Kelly.”

“Say: I want to learn to give good head, Officer.”

“I want to learn to give good head, Officer.”

“Good. Do you want to go first, honey, since he’s your boyfriend?”

“You go first,” Carole said. “You’re the best teacher! I’d never have believed I’d hear him say that.”

“Yup,” Holly said, stripping her tight shorts off. That lovely lithe body wearing only two triangles of pink satin front and back gave me another erection. Oh, those sweet pert titties. Sitting on the cruiser bumper she stripped the satin triangles off, opened her thighs and stretched her legs out. “Okay, boy, get your head in here and start with a few sweet kisses…”