A Proper Young Man’s Guide to Anal Etiquette

By: Lord Odie

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The following is a work of pure sexual fiction and is intended for adult audiences ONLY. If you are under the age of 18, please stop reading NOW and go tell your parent and/or guardian that you need stricter internet supervision. Any physical resemblance to a real person that any fictional character herein may bear is probably intentional and is meant as a compliment. Furthermore, all fictional characters in the following fantasy are consenting adults over the age of 18. They are also BDSM professionals and good at what they do. So please, don’t try anything that you’re about to read at home, if such things were even physically possible. If you still insist on trying things at home, please send all pictures and feedback to me about the experience. If I can’t stop you, I can at least make sure you’re doing it right. Consider yourself disclaimed.

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1. It's a Meat Market Out There

By all appearances, 24-year-old Matt Downey was an average, All American young man. He was just starting his last semester at a local university majoring in Developing Economic Theory. Basically, his degree focused on implementing the best ways to milk smaller national economies for everything they had for a moderate percentage of the profits that went to international conglomerates. He was really excelling at his studies and already had a few lucrative job offers lined up for after graduation. Matt was a reasonably attractive young man with thick curly dark brown hair that he kept pulled back. He wasn’t all that tall at 5’ 11”, but he’d played American Football through middle school, all six years of high school – which was normal these days – and his first few years of college before a bad leg injury ended that career possibility. He was fully healed but insurance liability prevented him from playing on organized teams ever again. But he was still built like the linebacker position he once played. He had incredibly thick forearms and biceps, muscular legs to match, along with a hairy barrel chest, and a thick neck. His fully bearded face only added to his general burly image. Overall, his large, bear-like physique presented an intimidating appearance despite his lack of extra height.

One of his two best friends was Kyle Sauder. The young man was only two months older than Matt was. Physically, Kyle was nearly the exact opposite of Matt. He was 6’3” tall, blonde, wiry, and couldn’t grow facial hair if his life depended on it. To top it off, he was absurdly physically attractive in a runway model kind of way, with an annoyingly aloof over-confidence that made women practically cream in their pants on site. He wasn’t doing all that well in school and had never decided on a real major other than general studies. His primary long-term focus was on becoming a professional e-gamer and maybe becoming a trophy husband someday. He had zero moral qualms about being appreciated as just eye candy. His short-term focus was on sinking his cock into as many women as he could on a daily basis.

The pair were working out in the campus gym. Of the 50 or so people in sweating and grinding it out on the machines, there were only two other men visible. The rest were scantily clad women ranging in ages from 20 to maybe 60. While the gym had a strict dress code, the outfits most of the women wore were pushing the limits of what was acceptable. But the gym was the perfect place to show off the goods to any prospective male partners. And no self-respecting woman who wanted to bag herself one of the few single men on campus would let any advantage go to waste!

“So, how do you like your new Sociology instructor, Professor McNally?” Kyle asked, standing over Matt’s prone form as the ex-football player casually benched more weight than he could even dream of lifting. “Jessi and I had her last semester. She’s my first teacher here that wouldn’t let me fuck her!”

Grunting in between reps, “Well, she’s in a serious… relationship with a guy now. She probably doesn’t want to… fuck anything up,” Matt replied. “Some guys can still get… jealous if their girlfriend fucks around on them too much.”

“I know! It just fucking sucks! Jessi told me she only just got herself a serious boyfriend over the summer. Man! I know I should have taken her course last year like my counselor suggested!” Kyle continued. “Every time I showed up to her office to try and fuck her, she was all professional and business-like. It was fucking weird!”

“Didn’t Jessi… fuck her a few times though?” Matt asked, referring to the third member of their best friendship. The weight was getting to be almost too much this late in his set.

“God yes, she did!” the blonde young man confirmed. “The little cunt… We showed up to McNally’s office a couple times together. She would answer my questions as quickly as she could before ushering me out of her office and closing and locking the door behind me. The school’s doors are decently thick, but not thick enough for me not to hear Jessi screaming, ‘Oh! Fuck! Fuck me, Professor McNally! Pound my slutty asshole harder!” he repeated with mixed feelings about the encounters. “And it’s not even like Jessi could deny anything. The few times I waited for them to be done, she came out with her hair and cloths all messed up and walking slowly.”

“Well, the only thing Jessi likes more… than a hard dick pounding her pussy is a hard dildo pounding… her asshole, I think,” Matt commented.

“And McNally has some of the biggest tits I’ve ever seen too. And I never got to cum on them!” Kyle exclaimed with obvious regret.

A cute 5’8” blonde woman who looked to be in her late-20’s who had been eavesdropping interrupted before Matt could reply. “Say no more! I’ve got the prefect set for you to cum on right here!” she said, provocatively pressing her 34E cup breasts together in her blue sports bra and stepping up to the pair of young men. Her bra was supportive enough to hold her ample assets in place for a workout, but it showed a significant amount of cleavage. If she moved wrong, her pleasantly large tits would spill right out. “I can see you’re rocking what your daddy gave you,” she said, eyeing the bulge in Kyle’s short. “Those shorts would look really good balled up in the corner of my room tomorrow morning!” In addition to her sports bra, she wore a matching pair of low-rider hot pants. The front dipped down far enough that the valleys between her pubic mound and her thighs were open to the air and rode up her ass high enough in the back that half her meaty ass cheeks hung out. The only other items of clothing she wore were white socks and running shoes. All in all, she was dressed on the conservative side considering the attire of other women in the gym.

Kyle ravenously looked the woman up and down. But before he could reply, a significantly taller and more muscular medium-skinned black woman in her mid-30’s walked up behind blonde and chimed in. She stacked body builder had to be at least 6’1”. “If you were a vegetable, you’d be a ‘cute-cummer,’” she said to Kyle. “God damn, baby!” she said, glancing down at Matt who was just trying to finish the lasty few reps of his set, “I hope you know CPR, because you just took my breath away!” she added, devouring the sweaty young man with her greedy eyes.

“We’re just trying to work out here,” Matt said in annoyance. He’d just drained his balls into his cute Chinese tutor for his Statistics 403 class this semester less than an hour ago, and his lust was mostly sated for the time being. Racking the barbell, he sat up, retrieved his towel, and wiped sweat from his brown. Sometimes he wished he could just work out at the gym in peace without constantly being hit on by ****, horny chicks!

But most of the time, he was perfectly fine with it!

“Oh, come on, beef cake!” the attractive ebony woman said. Now that Matt got a good look at her, he was appreciative of the fact that despite being taller and significantly more muscular than the blonde, her tits had to be in the 34H cup range. The wide red belt she wore as a top covered her nipples, but only just barely; leaving the rest of her mouthwatering breasts free for his eyes to feast on. Her bottoms were similar to the blonde’s in design though. But as well as the blonde filled them out, the black woman’s ass was a thing of beauty. Matt felt his dick twitch despite still having his tutor’s dried cunt juices still on it. “Or should I say: cum in me, beef cake!” she corrected as she stepped forward and bent over to run her fingertips down his pectoral muscles through his T-shirt. This gave Matt a spectacular closeup view of her dark cleavage. “If being sexy was a crime, you’d be guilty as charged! And I’d really love to take you downtown in handcuffs…” she added seductively. “Or I could be the one in handcuffs, if you’d prefer.”

“And how about you, handsome?” the blonde woman said to Kyle. If she had any chance with the big muscle-bound guy, she’d lost it when the unknown black woman had stepped in. Fucking bitch! She spat venomously to herself. What the fuck happened to “honor among sluts”?!? I was making my move first! Pushing her overwhelming urge to kick her competition right in the cunt with her left foot, she smiled and continued, “I think there’s something wrong with my phone. Could you try calling it to see if it works?”

“I think I can take a look at it,” Kyle replied, stepping out from behind the weight bench, and taking the blonde’s offered hand. “They are nice tits,” he added appreciatively.

“They’d be a lot nicer with your cum all over them,” the blonde said, placing her arms in the small of her back and thrusting her chest out so that the young man could roughly palm and squeeze her offered assets. “I love sucking cum – ouch! – off them too,” she offered, jumping sightly as he pinched and twisted one hardening nipple and then the other.

“Or maybe I’ll just cum in your mouth,” Kyle said, caressing her chin.

The slightly older woman took his thumb into her mouth and sucked hard for a few seconds before releasing it. “I have zero gag reflex and I can spit, swallow, or gargle,” she bragged. “Whatever you like! My last boyfriend liked me to gargle his load before I spit it onto my tits and then lick myself clean,” she suggested helpfully. Although, that had been a lie. She’d never had a boyfriend before. But she was feeling lucky this time! “I’m Abby, by the way.”

“I’m Kyle,” the tall young man replied. “Pleased to meet you.

“Matt, Amy and I…”

“Abby…” she corrected.

“Whatever… Abby and I are going to head over to the personal training rooms for a quick workout.”

“Dude! What the fuck? Bros before hoes, remember?!?” Matt protested. “I still have one more set, dude!”

“Jesus, Matt!” Kyle replied over his shoulder as the blonde hottie led him away. “You’re already strong enough. Let’s call it a day. We’ll pick up where we left off tomorrow.”

“You’ll really love my throat, Kyle! I can hold my breath for almost two whole minutes,” the blonde said as the pair left. I have a really good feeling about this one! She added happily to herself.

“I’m sure I will, Allie.”

“Abby…”

“Whatever…”

“Really, Kyle?!” Matt called out without a response. He sat and watched them go as yet another of his workouts was cut short by the siren’s song of wanton pussy.

His view was cut off as the dark-skinned Amazon took the opportunity the distraction had provided to straddle his lap. This brought her quite sizable tits right to Matt’s face. With her body mostly blocking the view of anyone behind them, she slipped her hand down the front of his baggy shorts as discreetly as she could. She was happy to feel how thick his quickly stiffening cock was. As she began gently stroking it, it only grew. With her other hand, she pulled her belt top down and offered the handsome young beef cake a hard jet-black nipple. “I can spot you,” she offered helpfully. The young man took the offered nipple into his mouth and started sucking on it greedily. She used her arm and hand to cover her now naked tit as best she could. “Or we could find our own personal training room and I could milk your cock dry,” she suggested as an alternative.

The US still had very strict public decency laws in place, and she was very much in violation of them right now. If any of the gym’s staff were so inclined, they would be well within their rights to call the cops on her. And then she really would be in handcuffs, but for real this time! She’d only been loaded into the trunk of a police cruiser once when she was in her mid-20s. And her asshole still clenched unconsciously around her thick workout plug in remembrance of that agonizing week. She’d spent over six days in a police holding dungeon until she could go before a judge and get out on bail. And that had just been for J-walking! Public indecency was a considerably worse offence!

This is good too, Matt said silently to himself as he suckled the woman’s rock-hard nipple. “Okay, fuck bench pressing,” he said after half a minute or so. He helped the unknown woman secure the blet around her tit again and the pair stood up to make their way back towards the personal training rooms.

“Good choice!” she complimented, pulling herself off his lap and helping him to stand.

As they walked, Matt noticed a pair of annoyed older busty blonde women who looked to be in their mid-40’s giving the tall black woman a pair of evil stares. Of course, with modern anti-aging treatments, they could easily pass for 20-somethings from a century ago. One was recording Matt and the Amazon as they walked past with her phone and the other spoke angrily into her to whoever was on the other end of the line. He was pretty sure the woman he was with hadn’t noticed them.

The gym had half a dozen personal training rooms towards the front, just across from the gender-segregated locker rooms. The gym was built almost 70 years ago. At one time they probably served their original purpose as semi-private physical training offices. Now each one just contained a sturdy bed with basic sex gear. Although, each room was still only protected from prying eyes by their original frosted glass doors.

Matt had seen Kyle and the blonde woman go into room #4. As he and the Amazon passed, he slowed down to glance through the frosted glass. He couldn’t see anything in any clear detail, but the rough outline of the now naked blonde on her knees as her head bobbed up and down on a standing Kyle’s knob was clear enough to discern.

“Here we go, beef cake. Room #5 looks empty,” the taller woman said, holding it open for her new partner. Closing and the lockless door behind her, she ripped her belt top off in one move, and offered her massive tits to Matt once again. “You seemed to like these earlier…”

“Fuck yeah!” Matt replied as he grabbed the woman by her chest and half threw her onto the smallish bed in the center of the room. Greedily, he took one nipple then the other into his mouth and sucked hard on them.

“Oh! Shit, beef cake!” she replied. “That’s what Momma likes! Bite them a little too please. Momma likes it rough!”

Matt paused for a moment, “What woman doesn’t?” he asked, removing his shorts as quickly as he could. His now fully erect 11” cock bounced free, ready to work.

Oh! It is a big one! the woman appreciated to herself. She grabbed his cock and stroked it a few times before pulling it up to her face and sinking all 11” down her throat in one expertly executed maneuver, causing the young man to groan and run his fingers through her hair. She appreciated the meaty dick’s musky sweaty flavor for several seconds. That it tasted like dried pussy juices from some other woman was not lost on her. Nor was that unexpected. After a minute or so, she pulled it out of her throat and suggested, “You know, my belt works perfectly well as handcuffs. You can tie my arms behind my back.”

“Why?” Matt asked, taking the opportunity to yank the woman’s hot pants off. The ebony older woman’s cunt was bald, pierced half a dozen time down each labia, and had a .25” catheter locked inside her urethra. The base of a pearl white 5.80” wide workout plug was lodged inside her rectum. Showing a belly bulge in public was considered taboo. But most women’s’ anuses couldn’t physically close anymore. So, most women just wore old-fashioned shallow butt plugs to keep their assholes stretched and securely closed while they worked out. The size of the plug caused her cunt to gape slightly open. And Matt couldn’t wait top burry his cock in her tight inviting looking pink cunt!

Why, he asks… she repeated silently to herself. “So, I can’t resist you?” she answered. “What if you wanted to slap my tits around, or **** me, or pound your arms into my asshole. If you didn’t tie me up first, I might try and resist,” she tried to explain.

“But I don’t want to do any of that. I just want to fuck you,” Matt replied, repositioning himself between her legs.

The older woman nodded in understanding. Ah… He’s still just a dumb boy, she said to herself with mild disappointment. A young man his age should have already figured out how to properly attend to a woman’s anal wellbeing. Evidently, he does not have a strong father figure in his life, she surmised. Softening her look, she said, “It’s okay, beef cake. Bless your heart… If fucking is all you want, Momma will fuck you senseless!” she said. And this is why I don’t normally go for young men! she affirmed to herself. Older men know how to properly treat a slut! If he were my ex-boyfriend, I’d already be gagged, tied up, and screaming for mercy as he tore into my asshole with his entire arm. Only after I came half a dozen times would he finally satisfy his own lust in my fuckable holes. I really should give him a call tonight. Surely, he and his new fiancé wouldn’t mind a third wheel for the evening, she thought to herself. But she still genuinely moaned as the young man entered her dripping cunt. “Fuck, you nice and thick, beef cake!” she said honestly. At least I’ll still get a good cunt pounding out of all this, she consoled herself.

“Fuck…” Matt moaned as the ebony woman’s cunt gripped his cock like a velvet vice. “Older women really know how to fuck!” he moaned. He could feel the mass of her large anal plug through the thin membrane between her pussy and her colon. Having such a large mass of latex fighting with his cock for space was an expected sensation. He rarely ever fucked a woman whose asshole wasn’t painfully full of faux cock! But he was still quite impressed by the strength of her pelvic muscles. She must do a lot of Kegels! He thought in passing.

“We’ve had lots of practice,” the Amazon replied as she reached around his muscular buttocks to sink two of her fingers into his asshole. She rooted them around a little bit to loosen him up before bringing the digits up to her mouth. She licked them clean, relishing the musky taste of the young man’s ass, then returned them to his sphincter while adding a third finger. She repeated the process again and soon had four fingers inside the boy’s asshole. She jerked at the muscular young man’s nether hole for a minute while she massaged his prostate with her fingertips. Bearing down hard with her pelvic muscles with all her might, he groaned as her cunt bore down on his thick cock almost painfully. “See, beef cake? Momma is gonna milk the innocence right out of you!” she said. The older woman pushed her fingers as deep as they would go past his resistant sphincter and began massaging his tender prostrate. He just moaned even harder. Taking charge, she began moving his hips in rough thrusting motions, guiding him with the fingers imbedded into his asshole, using the young man’s cock like a dildo to jill herself off with.

“Fuck…” moaned Matt. “I don’t get this kind of fucking at home!”

The woman smiled. “Nope. This is Momma’s fucking, beef cake!” she added, before moaning to herself. The boy really does have a nice cock! He’ll make some lucky woman a fantastic husband once he learns how to properly put a bitch in her place and take charge! she said silently as she felt his thick 11” cock twitch inside her pussy. Dildos and fists are great and all that, but nothing beats a long thick real-life cock!

She began grinding her hips against his to speed her onrushing orgasm. She knew he wouldn’t last long, and she wanted to get herself off a few times before he filled her cunt with his cum.

* * *

“That was… that was awesome, ma’am,” Matt said finally, trying to catch his breath. The young man was lying face up on the small bed. He was holding his knees comfortably to his chest while the older woman knelt between his legs and suckled on his still twitching asshole. She wanted to make sure the orifice was squeaky clean. As she did so, she slowly stroked his half erect member, milking out the last few drops of his cum onto his ripped lower abdomen. Deeming her task complete, she moved his still impressive cock aside and repositioned herself to lick up the last few drops of his cum. She’d already squeezed out all the jism he’d blown into her pulsing cunt when he came and is was now resting comfortably in her stomach. She was pretty sure it would be at least an hour before the young man was ready to fuck another woman.

“I told you Momma would fuck you senseless, beef cake,” she said, moving to stand up at last. She patted him on his firm ass cheek to let him know that he could lower his legs. “Let’s do this again in a few years once you’ve gotten some more experience under your belt,” she said as politely as she could. I really enjoyed the fucking, but I needed more out of a man than just a thick dick, she said silently as she picked up the miniscule pieces of cloth that counted as her clothes.

“What do you mean, ‘more experience’? I’ve fucked hundreds of women!” he argued.

“Yes,” she replied, locking the belt around her massive 34H tits. “But how many of them have you owned? How many of them have you made your bitch?”

“I don’t understand?” Matt replied, laying back to finish catching his breath. What is she talking about? I’m awesome fucking!

The tall dark-skinned Amazon smiled as she worked her hot pants up her thighs and made sure they were positioned comfortably. “I know, beef cake. You’ll figure it out soon enough. Young men usually do around your age,” she finished, turning to open the door. “See you around,” she said, opening It to leave.

She didn’t even get a single step outside before, “There she is, officer! That’s the degenerate woman who molested that young man in public!”

Matt raised his head up off the bed to look over his naked half erect cock. Just outside the wide-open door were the two busty older angry blonde women from earlier standing next to an average height brunette police officer who looked to be in her early-30s. Out of habit, Matt looked her up and down appraisingly. The older woman obviously had a very athletic body underneath her uniform and body armor, but it was impossible to determine how large her tits were. She wasn’t overly cute, but still more than attractive enough that he wouldn’t think twice about banging her.

One of the older blondes with a bob-haircut was speaking, pointing at the black woman as she exited the personal training room. “You saw the video! She had her hand down his pants and her teat in his mouth! And in broad daylight! She couldn’t even wait until she had him in private to do it!” complained the other 40-somehitng blonde woman with longer hair. “YOU SAW THE VIDEO!!” she repeated emphatically, shaking her phone at the younger policewoman. For her part, the brunette office looked like she’d rather be doing something important, like tending parking meters.

“It’s just not proper!” the first woman complained.

Shaking himself out of his shock, Matt quickly jumped off the bed, retrieved his shorts, and managed to step into them without falling over.

“Ma’am is this you?” the office asked sternly, watching the young man struggle to cover his sizable cock with considerable interest. She held up a tablet with a looping image of the original video of the black woman sitting on Matt’s lad on the bench press with her hand down the front of his pants, stroking his cock.

Looking defeated, the Amazon replied, “Yes, officer. That’s me. But I didn’t think anyone could see me!” she pleaded.

“Well, they did,” the office said, nodding to the pair of still accusing busty blondes behind her. “And they had nothing better to do than to record you and call the police to report an indecency infraction,” she added with more than a little bit of annoyed sarcasm. “But I’m afraid you’re under arrest. You’ll have to come with me. Please turn around, face the wall, and place your arms behind your back,” she ordered.

As she did what she was told, the office took out a pair of handcuffs from her pack and cuffed the black woman’s wrists behind her back. Taking out a second pair of slightly large cuffs, she placed them around the much taller woman’s lower biceps and pulled her arms together until they were touching. This didn’t even cause the older woman to grimace at all. She was obviously quite used to having her arms in that position. Taking out yet another pair of cuffs, the brunette bent down and shackled the offender’s ankles together with a 6” hobble chain. She grunted as she did so. Probably due to the size of whatever daily plug she had locked in her own rectum. Standing and reaching into her pack again, she produced an inflatable ball gag. “Open up. We’ve had too many spitters and biters lately and it’s department policy that perps be gagged,” explained the office. Seconds later and the black woman was silences as the brunette pumped the gag up to an impressive size. Turning the black woman around, the brunette pulled out a pair of evil looking nipple clamps attached to a long piece of steel chain from her pack, pulled down the Amazon’s belt top and clamped them onto her still rock-hard nipples. This elicited an audible groan of pain as the officer wrenched them down securely. She then pulled the belt top back over the woman’s nipples to recover them. Finally, the brunette fed the chain through a loop on the base of the gag and gave it a sharp tug. The tug almost yanked the Amazon’s nipples up past her belt top. This caused the tall black woman to groan and stumble forward, almost falling over from her ankle hobbles. “Alright, let’s move!” she ordered.

Standing up, Matt followed the pair out the door and was surprised to see half a dozen other female police officers standing around, taking statements, and generally looking annoyed that they even had to be here for this.

He was even more surprised to see the blonde woman that had taken Kyle into a personal training room similarly bound and being led away by a short redheaded officer. Matt could easily tell this officer tits were massive, as her body armor could barely wrap around her chest. The brunette handed the chain off to the redhead, and she began yanking the two bound women towards the front door and the waiting line of police cruisers, which Matt could see parked outside the front windows.

Kyle was standing outside the personal training room #4 talking to a Hispanic officer that was closer in body type to the brunette. “I swear, officer. Alice didn’t do anything. I don’t know what happened after we left!”

“’Alice’, you say? Her ID says her name is ‘Abby’…” she replied, double checking her notes.

“Well, she told me her name was Alice,” Kyle confirmed. “Maybe she has a fake ID or something?” he said, shrugging his shoulders.

“Well, that would be another serious charge to go along with her public indecency charge!” the officer said shaking her head in disgust as she scribed more notes into her tablet. “There is no line some women wouldn’t cross to get themselves a man as cute as yourself,” she added, appraising Kyle up and down out the side of her eyes.

Returning with another older blonde officer wearing sergeant’s stripes, the brunette office approached the pair of older blonde women who had started this who ordeal. The sergeant spoke in a firm voice that sounded like it didn’t tolerate any bull shit. “Are you the two women who filmed this offense?” she asked, placing her hands on her pleasantly wide hips.

“Yes officer!” the longer haired blonde replied. “We got the whole thing on video from start to finish!”

“We turned it over to your officers,” the second busty blonde with the bob haircut replied. “They’ve already taken our statements, but we’re prepared to testify against those two improper degenerates!”

“That’s all I need to know. Recording people without their explicit or implicit consent without proper authorization or permits is a serious breach of privacy. You’re both under arrest. Officer Jacobs. Office Garcia. Take these two women into custody as well!”

“Yes, ma’am!” they both replied in unison.

“Don’t go anywhere,” the Hispanic officer said the Kyle as she turned to deal with the two older blondes.

“What the fuck is this!” the first protested as the brunette spun her around and **** her against the wall to handcuff her wrists. “Do you know who we are!?! My wife is on the college’s board of directors and her husband is a city councilman!”

“I don’t care if you’re both First Consorts to the Empress of Burundi!” the Hispanic officer replied, womanhandling the other blonde in a similar manner. “You’re under arrest for violation of privacy!”

“And for wasting everyone’s time…” the brunette officer said under her breath.

“We’ll sue your whole department!!!” the second blonde half screamed as her arms were bound behind her and her ankles shackled together. “You can’t arrest us! We’re witnesses! We’re important! We have powerful spouses! We’re… hmmmrff! HMMMRRRFFFGG!!!” was all she managed to get out before a gag was shoved into her mouth and inflated.

The first blonde didn’t have quite the verbal outburst, but her look of rage and indignity could have flayed paint off the concrete walls by her gaze alone. But both women really got animated when they were spun around and their sports bras opened up in front of Matt and Kyle so that their nipples could be painfully clamped. The officers didn’t even bother to reclasp their bras. They just slapped pasties over their nipples just in time for the buxom redheaded officer to return and let pair away towards the waiting police cruisers.

“Take them away, Office McMasters,” the Hispanic officer said, handing the pair of chains leading to the bound women’s clamped nipples.

“Oh, most definitely! I was right in the middle of my break when this fucking call came in! I hadn’t even had the change to cum yet!” she said, yanking the chains harder than necessary. “We got their personal information from their public medical records, and I have two maximum capacity corrections dildos waiting for their sorry asses in the trunk of my cruiser! And I’m going to take the loooong way back to the station...” she added menacingly, leading the two busty older women away.

Shit! And I thought she was the cute one! Matt observed silently. Most of the officers had finished their interviewing and evidence collection and were heading out, leaving just Officers Jacobs and Garcia standing with the two young men.

“I’m sorry you two got caught up in all this,” the athletic brunette officer said, turning back towards Matt and Kyle. “We know you had nothing to do with it.”

“It’s okay,” Matt replied. “Are they going to be okay?”

“It just depends on who they get for a judge. Some of our judges are likely to look the other way. Others might throw the boo kat them,” the decently attractive Hispanic officer replied.

“Well, I hope Ashley gets off easy,” Kyle said. “She sucks a mean dick!”

“Really now,” Garcia said, raising her left eyebrow. “You know who also sucks a mean dick?” she asked.

“No…” Kyle replied slowly.

Without a word, the Hispanic officer grabbed the young blonde man by his shoulders, spun him around, and shoved him into the personal training room #4. She stepped in behind him and closed the door.

Matt just laughed. “Well, all’s well that ends well, I guess!”

“Indeed,” Officer Jacobs replied. “I just can’t believe how improper some **** women are willing to be just to get a man between her legs!” she said. Leaning against the wall, she placed her hand on Matt’s toned lower abdomen, and looked over her shoulder to make sure no one was looking. “Tell me, citizen. Have you ever handcuffed a police officer’s arms behind her back while you fucked her wet pussy and came down her throat?”

“No…”Matt replied as she slowly slid her hand down his pants to stroke his thickening cock.

“Well, you’re about to!” she stated, leading him into personal training room #5 by his now stiff dick.

Despite having just been milked to satisfaction, Matt felt himself harden to fullness; albeit, slightly slower than usual. But as the brunette officer pushed him back onto the bed and knelt to engulf his cock down her throat, there was something nagging in the back of his mind. Am I missing something? I pound a girl’s pussy, she cums. I pound a girl’s throat or cunt and I cum. Everyone’s happy! What else is there to fucking? Matt said to himself as he pondered.

Officer Jacobs pulled his dick out of her throat just long enough for her to unstrap her body armor, strip off her tactical gear, and slip out of her police uniform. Her body was very athletic. Although, he preferred larger tits to the brunette’s perky 32Cs. “I’ll leave you with my card. Call me if you can think of any details pertinent to the case,” she said as she swung her leg over his body to straddle him in a reverse cowgirl and continued to stroke his cock. “Or if you’d like to go get coffee...” she added with a backwards wink, before she moved down to take his now raging 11” erection into her dripping gash to its hilt. “Oh, fuck yes! Or dinner sometime. My treat!” she moaned out as she began moving up and down a few inches at a time. “I’m told my ass is my best feature, so I do reverse cowgirl a lot,” she explained.

Matt could agree that her muscular bubble ass was the athletic woman’s best feature. It certainly wasn't her plain face of her smallish tits. Looking down, the base of her 5.35” wide daily dildo was held firmly in place by her plug strap. It parted as stretched her meaty ass cheeks delightfully.

Going over the last dozen or so sexual encounters he’d had in the last few days, every one of his partners had had multiple orgasms. And they’d all been very appreciative of his time and attention!

“If you unbuckle my plug strap, you can ream out my ass with my butt stretcher. Men usually enjoy the extra sensation and I do cum quite powerfully while my shitter is being blown out!” she suggested, as her hips picked up their pace. “It’s a light-grade **** dildo. So, it’s very uncomfortable to wear all day and I’m usually raw by the end of my shifts, but my doctor said I needed more stimulation in that hole to help maintain my anal wellbeing,” explained the brunette officer.

Matt complied with her request. He unbuckled the officer’s plug strap and grasped the dildo in both hands. Pulling the large slab of latex out of her asshole a few inches, he wasn’t surprised to see that her over-stretched anus fought the movement with all the strength that ruined hole had left, which wasn't much to be honest. With only 6” pulled out, he slammed the entire thing right back into the older woman with all his strength.

“Oh shit! Fuck... You’re strong,” she moaned. “Here, use these,” she added, reaching back to hand him a pair of handcuffs.

Matt was glad the woman was enjoying extra anal stimulus, but he was indifferent. He couldn’t fuck a ruined asshole, so he really didn’t care. But it made his partners happy, so he usually complied with their requests. “Sure. Whatever,” he replied, taking the steel cuffs and securing her wrists behind her back. It was odd that two women back-to-back wanted him to tie up their hands, but whatever.

“Oh, fuck! Right there,” the restrained officer moaned as Matt slammed her dildo into her asshole again.

Maybe I am missing something here... Matt thought to himself as he tried not to let focusing on ramming the roughly textured anal **** dildo up the officers spasming asshole distract him from the delightful sensations it was creating. The vibrations that the dildo’s nubs and spikes made as they ripped through her anal cavity reverberated through her body and tickled the head of his cock in the most interesting way. I’d be enjoying this a lot more if I could just concentrate on my dick and fucking her senseless, and not waste time with this anal nonsense, Matt grumbled to himself silently.

But maybe I am missing something here, Matt conceded as the officer cried out, quickly reaching her first orgasm. She’d obviously had quite a bit of pent-up sexual energy for some reason. But what could it be...?

Looking down, he had to admire the way the brunette’s fantastic ass looked. And it looked even better with the dildo he was hammering into it! And then the dark-skinned woman who just been dragged off to jail’s words drifted through his mind: “Young men usually do around your age.”

And something started to click...