Police Encounter

"You're next", I said, with an evil sneer on my face, ignoring the jogger as I fondled and then wrestled this new woman, tossing her phone into the bushes and knocking the wind out of her with my knee. As she doubled over in pain, the sophomore waved at me. "Since you're going to be **** my mom, I'll probably head out. Have fun!" I waved back.

I put the mother in a headlock and wrapped around her back. The jogger got up and adjusted her outfit. "Did she say you were an EDP?" she asked.

"Yeah."

"Ohh... well, I hope I got you off okay. I usually jog here every afternoon if you need to '****' me again." She smiled widely, despite the massive bruise from where I pushed her face into the pavement.

The mother was noticeably less resistant, helping to guide my cock into her wetness as I ripped off her panties. She wasn't a very good actress, and clearly understood my condition. Still a good fuck, and continued to cry '****!', although I didn't bother to stop her as the jogger jogged off.

Her fake attempts at struggle and the fact that I had just cum a few minutes earlier, belayed any attempts at a fast procreation. We were fucking on that trail for several minutes before the police finally arrived.

There were two of them, I could sense as they crept up on me, responding to the mother's call or maybe one of the joggers who had avoided the scene. Shit, I thought, not wanting to get shot and killed over a simple ****. But I didn't want to pull out just yet, either.

A male, sadly, raised his voice first. "Get away from the woman, and get down on the ground. Now! We have three guns pointed on you, asshole!"

The mother had genuine fear in her eyes, while I rolled mine and continued to fuck her. She was on her back now, her clothes ripped to shreds, as I had already taken both holes. Bruises from where I punched, slapped, and momentarily choked her during my penetrations covered her, as well as a few minor scrapes and cuts from the rocks and pavement. She wasn't as pretty as she was ten minutes prior.

"My name is John Doe. I need to finish, officer."

"I don't give a fuck what your name is! I'll shoot you in the back if you continue to not comply with my orders!"

I stopped, but stayed within my prey, as I looked forward. The third officer was skulking in the bushes, proving the officer had not exaggerated. The other two were behind me, out of sight, although I imagined the mother could see them.

I didn't want to make any more movement, and my erection was going down, which doubly worried the woman I had been ****, as she tried to bounce back into me. I slapped her, out of reflex, to get her to stop. The two officers behind me had been whispering, and I heard a "Stand down. All officers stand down. False alarm."

Holstering his weapon, the lead officer, Officer Kaminsky, knelt down next to me in my view. "I apologize Mr. Doe, we had no way of knowing you were Erection Dependent. You may continue with your activity."

I wiped the sweat, mostly from my exertion but a little from the fear, off my brow. "And you, miss," the officer continued to the MILF that I began fucking again, "when Mr. Doe has compled his ejaculation, we're going to have a long talk about making unnecessary calls to the police."

The three cops stayed around, chatting cordially and watching as I finished my work and proudly came within this terrified woman. I grabbed the woman's wedding ring as I stood up and looked for my discarded jeans to place the stolen jewelry into. "Officer Kaminsky, do you mind taking this slut to the station and giving her a thorough cavity search? Maybe keeping her over the weekend as a gift for the jailmates."

"Not at all," he said slapping my back, before roughly picking up the woman and handcuffing her. "What's your name?" I said to a surprisingly attractive police woman, in her late twenties.

"Jana," she said, looking down sheepishly. I tried to cup this woman's breast, but her bulletproof vest made that simple task impossible. Instead, I guided her right hand to my cock, and she reciprocated by stroking it gently. I enjoyed the cold feel of her wedding ring against my penis as I began making out with her. I grabbed her pistol, and to her and her partner's surprise, fired three shots randomly into the air, forcing her to loosen her grip. "Oh my," she said, but making no attempt to relieve me of the weapon. I tossed it into the bushes. "Let's go get something to eat!" I was surprisingly parched after the two ejaculations and near-**** experience.