Get stopped by the police heading home

“Why, hello there officer. I know it’s late, but surely it’s not a crime just to be walking home?” With cum probably still dripping off me, Cadance thought to herself.

The sun had set some time ago and Cadance was leisurely making her way back to the palace, her mind running over the experience she’d just had, her body still hot and bothered, daydreaming of cock and barely looking where she was going. Cadance was looking just a little the worse for wear, but she somehow had managed to clean herself up enough to look presentable from a distance and was wondering if she should hit up another stud when some red lights started flashing over her shoulder as she turned down a familiar laneway shortcut back to the palace.

Behind her, she heard a door slam slut and the cold feeling of a metal baton teasingly rolling itself down her spine. Looking back over her shoulder, Cadance gulped, shooting a smile back at the uniformed officer that had stepped out behind her, pushing the princess up against the wall of the laneway, running her hands over the Cadance’s body as if frisking her, but with more than a little extra attention paid to the curves of the princess’ butt.

It wasn’t the first time Trixie and Cadance had crossed paths, of course. As soon as Cadance had started to build a reputation for being a troublemaking slut, the officer had felt it important that even a princess submit to discipline for whoring around town, and after a brief introduction Cadance had only been too happy to take her cock medicine. Plus, there was no denying that Trixie, especially in her police uniform, was fucking hot. In her police boots she was a couple inches taller than Cadance, with deep golden skin, auburn hair, and absolutely massive breasts that stretched out the dark navy of her uniform, showing a completely indecent amount of cleavage as they jammed into the princess’ back, paired with tight, bulging boyshorts that did nothing to hide a fat bulge.

“Public indecency again, princess? For shame, you slut. You know there’s a stiff fine for that.”

Cadance felt her expensive purse being tugged off her shoulder by the office and opened her mouth to protest for just a moment before biting down on her tongue. She was too turned on, and she wanted Trixie’s cock - at any price. Raising her hands in the air, she slowly turned around, already panting in anticipation, their breasts pushing together as she faced the office - even if Trixie’s were ten sizes bigger than her own.

“Am I u-under arrest~?”

“Not if you still know how to suck cock, cumdumpster.”

She was only too eager to comply. Falling to her knees in the alleyway, Cadance practically purred as her hands popped open those tight police shorts to take a thick, throbbing, golden slab of cock into her hands, nuzzling it against her cheek before running her tongue along the veiny underside in a slow, teasing motion, savoring the texture, the musk, the sheer potency of the massive dusky yellow slab. It needed just a little encouragement, but it was already growing quickly and Cadance’s hands and tongue had no problem coaxing it to its full obscene length in a matter of moments.

“I hope you’ll let me off the hook this time, officer. You know the Crystal Palace thinks that law and order is a real, hfff, priority. It’s important to keep our women in uniform very, very satisfied.”

Locking eyes with Trixie, Cadance **** her jaw open wide and just managed to squeeze her lips around the flared shaft, quivering on her knees, moaning with satisfaction as the thick cock slid inside her mouth. It was a tight fit but Cadance was an expert cocksucker and it showed, slowly craning her neck and leaning forward, finding just the right angle to **** that shaft into her mouth.

Trixie casually unzipped Cadance’s purse and emptied the contents into a pocket, smirking as she tossed it onto the ground. “Always a pleasure doing business with you, princess.” Pushing her hips forward just a little bit, Trixie almost slammed the tip of her flared cock against the back of Cadance’s mouth, grunting in satisfaction as she felt the flared tip pound against that soft wetness, continuing to smirk as Cadance coughed and snorted, trying to hold on as Trixie took matters into her own hands. Anyone could have been watching the couple in the alleyway - the lights of Trixie’s cop car were still flickering, casting an intermittent red glow over the scene - but neither of them cared about that.

Cadance’s head spun and the next thing she knew she felt the officer grabbing hold of her hair and starting to not quite facefuck her - at least, not yet - but to set the pace, slowly thrusting that fat cock in and out between Cadance’s stretched lips as the kneeling princess’ eyes flickered for a moment. “HGNGHGghfhfFF!” Drool spat out of the corners of her mouth as she struggled to breathe, one hand grasping on to Trixie’s leg for support as her body shook and quivered as that yellow cock was slowly **** down her throat.

Cadance could feel her throat stretching out visibly as that slab of fuckmeat kept impaling her skin, tears spilling down her face as she nevertheless somehow managed to maintain ****, pleading eye contact with the policewoman. Her head was being **** to bob now, working up and down the shaft, at least a foot of throbbing yellow cock sliding back and forth between her lips with each thrust, churning up her throat, dumping a steady stream of acrid precum into the princess’ stomach. She could feel that Trixie was enjoying herself from the throbbing of the shaft **** her face, feeling it pound more intensely against her contorted throat and tongue each time the officer shoved forward again.

“Mfffnggg~!” Cadance was panting now, her tits rocking and jiggling lewdly under her cum-stained clothes as she had her mouth **** up and down the throbbing yellow ponycock that was destroying her throat. Her eyes were half rolled back into her head as she desperately huffed air, moaning in pleasure, her face twisted into a lewd mask of **** arousal, drool and precum spilling down her chin, her hair bouncing up and down with each of Trixie’s thrusts, one hand bracing herself against the ground while the other alternated between jerking the base of the cock ruining her throat and caressing the oversize balls that were about to drown her.

*Godddddd, g-getting throatpounded by fat throbbing ponycock is just the fucking best.* Cadance tried to slur out some words but all she could manage was **** panting moans, sweat beading on her forehead, fighting down the urge to puke as Trixie, not exerting herself at all, continued to slamfuck the princess’ protesting, quivering throat, wrapping around and clamping down on the yellow invader, the edge of the sheath pressing against Cadance’s lips now with each thrust forward, her face a deep beet red as she struggled to hold on, her whole body quivering with each thrust.

“Princess is such a little cumdumpster, isn’t she? Well, it’s the least you deserve.”

Smirking, Trixie casually pulled her throbbing cock out from between Cadance’s lips with a loud, wet ‘pop’, just as the first blast of cum spurted out of the tip, splattering across Cadance’s face. Cadance’s vision immediately went grey as the officer practically pinned the kneeling princess against the alleyway wall with the **** of her orgasm, jerking herself off as she plastered the face, hair, and body of her fuckdoll relentlessly with thick, slimy rope after thick, slimy rope of potent white cum. As the torrent subsided, leaving Cadance an unrecognizable mess of cum that was slowly sliding down her face and body, the princess had just enough presence of mind to lean forward and, like the **** cock addict she was, wrap her lips back around the tip of that dripping shaft, eagerly sucking out the last drops of her well earned reward even as her throat continued to cry in pain.

Completely unable to see Trixie, all Cadance could hear was the crunch of a boot on the ground, the slam of a car door, the rev of the engine, and the slow vanishing of the sound as she was left on her knees in the alley, an obscene amount of potent, viscous nutslop slowly sliding down her body, pooling around her knees as it glazed and crusted onto her royal body. Panting in pleasure, Cadance slowly raised a hand, scooping out the spunk caking her eyes and sucking her fingers clean with almost religious devotion, purring and panting in pleasure as the high of being used like a throatsleeve slowly faded.