1. The Dance


    Date: 7/23/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: partygirl20, Rating: 13, Source: LushStories

    wet spots on your pants." And with that she shoved the night stick further into his crotch, making him practically sitting on it. The thought of her thinking he'd have a wet spot actually aroused him further. Until this point he did not realize how aroused he actually was. She put both hands on his shoulders and using her fingers like combs went down his chest, around his crotch and all the way to his knees. This excited him further. His pants were starting to get uncomfortably tight. He tried to concentrate but she started to dance again. This time with each beat she undid a button to her shirt until there was only one holding her breasts in. She looked him straight in the eyes, smiled, and let the last one go. Out bounced her breasts plump and round. Off went her shirt. He could feel his pants tighten even more as she came closer and wiggled her mounds around his face. At one point a nipple was almost within reach. He opened his mouth. She must have noticed because she replied, "Only good guys get those to suck on." With that he thought for sure he'd bust through his pants. This was more difficult than he imagined. "No touching. I know you wanna suck me." She wiggled his face between her breasts. "I'm going to make you wanna fuck me." She put her hand on his crotch feeling how hard he had already become. "Maybe you already do." She smiled, knew she had him right where she wanted him. At that she began to straddle him, but not quite touch him. She wiggled her hips in a ...
    grinding motion, and then back and forth. She imitated riding him. "Mmmm, oh, wouldn't you like Officer Sarah to ride that cock?" He couldn't answer. He knew I he did, he'd explode. Having his face between her lovely tits and her grinding above him was too much for him to handle any longer. When he didn't answer, she stopped suddenly. With one hand she grabbed his chin and made him look at her. With the other she moved the night stick even further in, then grabbed his crotch, his hard and ready cock in her hand. "What was that? You don't want to fuck Officer Sarah?" He winced afraid he'd bust, but managed, "Yes, I want to fuck you Officer Sarah." She smiled then stood up. "Good. Now we'll have some more fun." She undid his belt and unzipped his pants. Pre-cum was spread oozing from his shaft, which sprang free. His cock stood straight and tall begging for attention. "I'm going to let one hand of yours out. You're going to get yourself off as I watch." She undid the handcuffs and readjusted them. Then she backed up and watched. When he did nothing she laughed. "Don't tell me you're not listening. You'll never get this if you don't." She slowly turned around, pulled her shorts down, and bent over. He could see both her ass and pussy from where he sat. He was such in awe he forgot what he was supposed to do. Even bent over she commanded, "Get stroking." He obeyed and within a couple of minutes he was ready to pop. Looking at her he wanted to do it all over and in her. She had stood ...