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We'd chosen seats in the back of the stadium-stlye theater and I waited until the last 15 minutes of the movie to get on my knees in front of him. I'd been teasing him with my hand during the whole show. I don't even remember what the movie was, come to think of it, because all I could think about was going down on him.
Officer Rick Ramos was in town for a firearms training course and one of my cop friends had asked me to show Rick a good time. Rick took me to dinner at this little Italian place that was within walking distance form the theater. He was quite charming; he opened doors for me, pulled out the chair form the table for me, etc.Over dinner, we discussed what he did for work and what he was learning at the training course. The more I talked to him, the more I wanted to know. He wasn't the usual 'cop type' I got set up with. I felt instantly connected to his way of thinking. This was important to me, because although a physically attractive man may provide a certain level of sexual interest... its an intelligent man that keeps my attention. Rick was a little nervous having me go down on him so close to the end of the movie. He confessed that although he loved the feel of a blow job, he rarely came from them. I told him that I'd have to give him an extra special treatment so we'd be finished and cleaned up before anyone was the wiser. I began by lightly licking around the head of his cock, flicking my tongue in its 'eye' with each tongue stroke. I could taste the pre-cum already and I knew it wouldn't take long at all before I was swallowing his full load. I reached down and undid the buttons of my blouse to reveal the pink lacy bra I bought this morning at that cheesy lingerie store in the mall. I love buying lingerie for my dates there - the stuff was cheap and if it got cut off of me or torn off of me - it was no big deal. I took Rick's cock in my hand and I leaned up to rub it against my breasts. A big spurt of pre-cum was released now and I knew Rick couldn't hold out much longer. I couldn't help but look into his eyes with a wicked little smirk on my face - I was gonna make him cum whether he liked it or not! I smeared the pre-cum into my skin and then licked it off my fingers - all the while stroking his cock. He whispered to me that he was about to cum, and I dove onto his cock, forcing it to the back of my throat. Instinctively, his hands went to the back of my head, grabbing handsfull of my shoulder length red hair. The movie was about 3 minutes from ending, which added a little pressure to the situation now. Rick fucked my mouth harder now - and then the credits began to roll on the screen. Any minute now, the house lights would come on and we'd be caught. He was torn - does he keep the fevered pace going and hope to cum, or does he pull me off his cock and hope to get a repeat performance at some point after leaving the theater? I could sense his dilemma and I took one of his hands and inserted it in my bra to feel my erect nipple. Almost instantly, his hand went back to my head - forcing his cock into the back of my throat as he orgasmed and drenched the back of my tongue with his hot cum. I swallowed what he had given me and wiped his wilting cock on my breasts one more time before letting him zip up and put things back in order.
I was back in my seat when the house lights came up and we exited the theater through the back doors. As soon as we got outside, Rick grabbed me by the back of the head and pinned me to the wall, facing him. We kissed long and hard, hands reaching and groping. He reached up my skirt and discovered I was not wearing panties. "God, I cant wait to get you to my room", he said between kisses. "So, what are you waiting for?", I replied. His room was on the 10th floor. It was a modest room with the usual furnishings... desk, bedside tables, dresser with a tv, and of course, a bed. Rick took off his necktie and jacket - being careful to hang them properly in the closet.
I went to the restroom to freshen up and was distracted by his police uniform and some of his gear that was on the bathroom counter. I peeked out to see what Rick was doing - he had turned on the tv and turned down the bed. I don't know what possessed me, but I found myself taking off my blouse and skirt and putting on Rick's uniform shirt and gun belt. His gun was missing from the holster - I assume he had it on him the whole time, which was fine by me. I put his uniform hat on (you know - the one cops never wear on duty anymore) and grabbed his baton before turning out the light and opening the bathroom door.
I peeked around the corner and when his back was turned I dashed to the main door and turned out the lights for the room.He turned around to see what was going on and I sauntered toward him, baton in hand.
"Freeze Mister", I said - unsuccessfully choking back a giggle, "'The Fuzz' is after you".
"Oh yeah? And just how 'fuzzy' is the Fuzz?"
"You'll have to assault me to find out".
And with that, Rick jumped off the bed and grabbed me before I had a chance to blink. He threw me down on the bed and sat on top of me, facing me. "Ok, Fuzz... lets see what you got". He reached down between my legs and fingered my shaved lips. I loved the look of surprise that came over his face.
"Hmmmm", he questioned, "What do we have here?"
I squirmed underneath him, trying to get free. "Hey", I asked, "Aren't *I* the one who's supposed to be asking the questions Mister?"
"Oh yeah", he said. Rick and I quickly switched positions. Now I sat on his lap... just 2 thin layers of cloth between our loins. He was only semi-hard now... but that would change quickly. I took off the police baton and tapped him in the chest, "Is that a gun in your pocket?"
"You better frisk me to find out".
"Oh you betcha. I'll frisk you, all right". And with that, I started a makeshift pat down/massage of his body - skipping his groin - saving that for last. I eased his underwear off his hips and down his legs. I took off the hat and gun belt , so all I was wearing was the uniform shirt and my bra and panties. I removed my panties and set them aside. I remounted him... my pussy lips rubbing his cock. I rocked back and forth a little, watching the look of pleasure wash across Rick's face.
I reached down and was just beginning to ease Rick's cock inside me, when he grabbed my wrists and said, "Not yet little girl." He eased me off his lap and on to the bed next to him. He asked me to take off my bra, and to put the uniform shirt back on. While I was busy with that... he silently grabbed his handcuffs and then cuffed my wrists together in front of me. "Ok little girl, no more messing around here. I'm gonna fuck you until you beg me to stop."
With one hand, he held my handcuffed wrists comfortable up above my head as he fingered my pussy. I was so wet and ready for him.Rick didn't waste much time before he was fucking me, and fucking me hard. My arms never moved much, my wrists were always handcuffed and held above my head. Rick liked to dictate how he wanted my legs though. From wrapping them around his waist, to laying spread eagled, to putting my ankles on his shoulders, to holding my ankles in my hands. I came lightly about half-a-dozen times before he fucked me even harder. I began to wonder just how long he was going to last. He stopped his hard pumping and began a very slow grind. I could tell by the look on his face that he would cum soon. He half grunted, half whispered, "Babe, where would you like me to cum?"
I don't know what possessed me, but I moved my hands down to my breasts and squeeze them together. 'Right here hon. Cum on my tits for me". Rick pulled out of my pussy and shoved his cock between my tits. I felt his hot cum ooze all around and in-between them. He collapsed on the bed next to me, panting. "Man, you're good", he said - trying to catch his breath. "You really know how to show someone from outta town a good time." The rest of the night and on into the early morning, we had sex at least 3 more times. Each time was as intense as the first. We drifted to sleep about 6am, which gave us a few hours sleep before he was supposed to be in his training session at 9am.
I woke up in bed alone at 10am. Rick left a note on the bathroom counter which read: "Thanks for the wonderful evening. Sorry for leaving this cheesy note, but I didn't want to wake you. Here is my room key. I expect to be done with today's training by 7pm, and I would like to see you again tonight. If you aren't interested, just leave the key at the front desk. Here's a little something that I want you to have. Hope to see you, Rick". I opened the little box that lay next to the note. Inside was a small silver lapel pin - fashioned as a pair of mini handcuffs. Inside the box was another note. "I hope when I get to the room tonight... these cuffs will be all you are wearing."