Fuck the Police: Part 2
This is a story with several parts, so sorry if there wasn't any fucking in the first...Enjoy! And thank you to Nifty for all they do so we may all stroke our cocks and feel the cum pulse out...
Part 2:
The first lift with Nicole was a good one. She had lifted heavier than usual for maximal weights courtesy of me, and I had done a lot more plyometric work, courtesy of her. We each felt it the next day as we walked into the gym together that evening. We both felt lucky to be at the gym on our shift and not stuck doing extra patrols and helping set up security for the music festival and full moon the next night.
The workout today was a mix for each of us: we'd begin with heavy compound lifts and then fast shuttle sprints in the basketball courts. I knew Nicole knew form and technique with the deadlift, but her programing was off for what we'd have to do at the Police Olympics. I coached her through a one rep max deadlift. I made sure she took her time between sets and her form didn't break down when the weights got heavier. She wore baggy jogger style sweatpants and a tiny mesh shirt, barely more than the sports bra underneath and she wore her hair in two French braids each tight against her head. It really was the opposite of what I wore: ranger panties (those tiny black shorts that the hardcore guys in the military wear; hey, I used to be one).
After she grunted her way through her max, I loaded the bar up while she kept warm. I always took pride in my larger legs, and today with the shorts Nicole could see most of my tattoos. She complimented and inspected between my reps on the bar.
A few times between sets as I dropped into position I saw Nicole in the mirror trying to be subtle about checking out my ass. Despite the effort at the bar my cock swelled in my little shorts and I thought how lucky I was I decided to wear under armor underneath; otherwise the tip of my cock would poke out underneath. With the briefs though All that showed was a bit of bulge and the prominent outline of the head of my cock. Discreet enough with a sweatshirt, I hoped.
Trying to keep matters from getting worse, I focused on the weight and the mental arithmetic of gym math; anything to keep myself from thinking about Nicole's tight abs and her fake tits in such a small shirt.
Our strength training complete, we headed to the basketball courts and began warming up for our sprints. Nicole stripped off her sweatpants to a pair of tiny elastic shorts; skin tight and revealing her lean athletic waist and the curve to her powerful and round ass and her thighs. Not an ounce of fat made for her a thigh gap and the beautiful toned muscle. The shorts hugged into her ass showing each glute in their sexy glory.
Nicole noticed my staring and snapping the waist band with her thumbs told me "Good thing you're not wearing these girls! You'd have popped out by now!" She made a quick hand motion pretending to give two strokes to an imaginary cock between her legs, the last stroke splaying her fingers the way guys do when horsing around and she made a "pop" sound with her lips.
I laughed and was with no other choice but to own my situation. "Dude, Nicole like I can help it with you wearing those napkins for clothes!"
Nicole guffawed "Oh, like these shorts are any worse than the panties you're wearing right now! You'd have any boy's and girl's tongue hanging out at that festival tomorrow night if you show up there in those!"
It was my turn to scoff and she continued "Especially with that situation in front! Like I said: Any. Boy. Or. Girl" She paused at every word. "that's probably why you work out at home right? No distractions like that there, free as a bird".
I had to laugh at that because it was indeed a reason. Back in the Army the post gyms were a decent place to picked up guys and be picked up and by the end of it, workouts were never fully completed. Again I had to own it and admit to her theory.
Nicole was quick: "So which was distracting you, the boys or the girls?" she raised an eye brow in mock inquisition.
I stuttered for a second, unsure if Nicole knew or not that I enjoyed men as well as women, and that I had sucked a lot of gym cock and been bent over and fucked senseless by gym rats before. Nicole's mischievous grin turned into a genuine smile, and the playful teasing gone from her voice said "Eric, don't worry, with a body like yours I bet you can take a dick as well as I can". She winked and walked to the half court line and looking over her shoulder back at me finished with "and you can probably eat a pussy as well as I can to".
My eight inch cock was pushing hard against my shorts for only a few more seconds as we began our sprints. Twenty minutes later we were heaving on the floor and drench in sweat. Our training for the evening was complete.
I recovered enough to stand up and help pull Nicole to her feet. We'd each go home and do our stretching by ourselves. What Nicole didn't know was that I stroked my cock until I came all over my chest and abs thinking about her and that body; and what I didn't know is Nicole went home and in the shower she fucked herself on a large suction cup dildo she had slapped onto the tiled wall. What we both did was taste and eat our own cum after we had orgasmed.
The next day our training was simply lifting. Our gym banter and Nicole's ever increasing sexual humor was ever increasingly less and less hidden and I was enjoying every minute of it. It was the night of the music festival, and the full moon but neither of us had to work. The whole effort for our departments to do well at the Police Olympics was turning out to be a better and better deal every day. At the end of our lift, Nicole asked if I had ever been to the festival; I said I had not. Nicole gushed, how much fun it was and how relaxed it can be. Shortly, she had me convinced to go.
We agreed to meet at 10:00 that night at the bar on the corner of 7th and Maple. It was packed both inside and on the street. The festival had cordoned off several blocks to only pedestrian traffic with bands playing on the street and inside a handful of bars. Despite the crowd, I had no problem finding Nicole. She was right inside the door to the bar wearing a very form fitting skirt, skin tight and above the knee showing off her ass and quads for the world to see and admire. She wore a tight red tank top of some lycra material, thin and clinging enough to show every toned muscle underneath, and of course her pierced nipples. Her hair was styled in a sweep over on to one side and the bright sleeve tattoo contrasted with the dark red outfit in a striking way. Nicole had told me to just wear jeans and a T-shirt and I immediately felt underdressed.
Nicole high fived me in a casual and "bro" kind of way, looking very out of character for how good she looked. I started to say she had tricked me with the dress code but she stopped me by grabbing the front of my shirt and pulling me in close to her "you look perfect! Let's get a drink!" She shouted above the noise.
The festival was in full swing while we drank in the bar. The crowd inside ebbed and flowed as different performers played outside. Nicole and I jived as well in the bar as we did in the gym, and neither of us being keen on drinking too much sat at a small table in the corner nursing a pair of drinks. We didn't want to interfere with our training in any negative way. The conversation flowed as well as the other guest's drinks, and soon our conversation was punctuated with touches of the hand, strokes of the arm and very romantic, familial touch.
I found myself drawn to her as if she was very dear and very old friend, and Nicole kept an arousing amount of eroticism in the conversation; nothing as forward as at the gym when it was our "bro time", but veils comments and choices of adjectives like " delicious" and "throbbing". She was a master with this and she knew it, and I loved every second of it.
Finally the conversation turned back to work. We pretended to feel bad for all of our coworkers who were stuck working the raucous festival on a full moon.
"All the weirdos come out on the full moon; it makes work a blast and a nightmare" we agreed.
"All the weirdos, and all the animals. Like wolves in the wild" Nicole reiterated. She paused. "It's a full moon, Eric. Tell me...are you an animal?" I put my drink down and returned her stare, meeting her eyes. The tension she had been building for the past few days was boiling. Her body in those tight clothes, her muscles, her tattoos, her piercings, her confidence...
"Let's go howl at the fucking moon"
We each gulped the rest of our drinks and fighting our way through the returned crowd I threw a $50 at the bartender as we walked out. The streets were packed and booming with the sound of the bands and the crowds cheering. Nicole found my hand and pulled me along the street. I didn't know where we were going or how we'd even get away to one of our cars or where we'd go after we got to them.
Pulling me along Nicole kept looking over her shoulder with that mischievous grin and now with an extra malice in her eye. We walked past a few store fronts through the crowd before she pulled me into an alleyway. It was wide and too public for comfort but she pulled me along farther into the dark. We came across a small alcove and a loading dock hidden from street view. There she turned around and grabbed at me. Our mouths met with violence and urgency and our hands were groping each other's bodies with fury. I gasped as her nailed fingers scratched up and down my back then up underneath my shirt and across my pecs and abs. Nicole gasped as I wrapped my arm around her waist and squeezed her ass feeling the muscle. I grabbed at her tits and felt the piercings in her nipples, then felt every abdominal muscle in her tight waist.
We groped like drunken teenagers in the dark and loud alley. Then, using all of her latent power, she swung me into the brick alley wall and immediately dropped to her knees. Her skirt rode up high as she spread her knees out, bare on the asphalt ground.
Nicole looked up at me as she tore my belt off: "We're both fucking animals tonight baby". No sooner had she said that than my hard eight inch cock sprang out and she impaled her mouth on me. I gasped and moaned at the instantaneous sensation of her hot wet mouth and throat sunk all the way down on me. Nicole made an obscene show of gagging on my cock and soon long strings of saliva were drooling out of her mouth and hanging off my cock and onto her red top.
She pulled off and started stroking it "Howl at the moon for me, baby, fucking howl!" She told me before sinking her throat back onto my cock. I gasped and put my hands on her head, holding her in place I began to fuck her mouth and use her like the fucktoy she was being. I tilted my head back up to the sky and began howling. I howled long and hard a moon I couldn't even see as I fucked Nicole's face. She began moaning even more when she heard me howl.
Nicole pressed against my thighs and I let her off my cock. She looked up at me with make up running and spit hanging from her smiling face, "fuck yea baby!" She let out a howl of her own "Fucking, good boy!" I howled again, loving her calling me a `good boy'. With her fingers she gathered the strings of spit and as she howled again, I howled when she pushed two wet fingers deep into my asshole.
"You're a fucking animal tonight baby, take it!" She shouted up at me then howled again. I quickly got adjusted to the fingers in my ass and I howled again. I grabbed her head again and started face fucking her while she finger fucked my ass. I was howling every few seconds as she worked her fingers in and out, and bobbed on my spit slick cock.
Suddenly, Nicole stood up. Her fingers gone from my ass and my cock no longer buried in her throat, she stood in front of me and howled again. As she howled I grabbed her and flipped her, pinning her against the wall. Her skirt was still hiked up from her on her knees on the alley ground, and he knees black with dirt. I lifted on leg hooking it over my elbow and put a hand on her throat. I liked the saliva and spit and precum from her cheeks and chin and I kissed her, who in turn began to suck my tongue.
I moved my hips to line up my cock and with a single long thrust I sunk into Nicole's pussy. It was unbelievably hot, but not as tight as I would have imagined. She let out a long low grunt as I bottomed out in her, and once deep I held still letting her adjust to me. Over all the noise and sounds of the festival I told her "I'm going to fuck you like an animal". The fire in her eyes glimmered back "good boy". I couldn't control myself to be slow or gentle anymore, and I began to pound into Nicole. Hard, long stroked slapping her body against the brink wall. I lifted her other leg up so they were up around her shoulders and I pressed her against the wall, her gorgeous ass turned toward me as my cock pummeled her. My animalism fucking her was matched by her animalistic scratching and moaning and grunting. She was as vocal as me, screaming "fuck me" and howling at the moon and trying to breathe her way through our fucking.
By the time her orgasm was building I knew her shirt was torn from the rough brick and she'd have scrapes and bruises along her back. Still she wanted, needed more. Nicole's howling stopped and she slowly gasped into a long silent pause as I held me cock pressed as deep and hard into her as I could. Her eyes seemed to go cross and her head slumped back. I thought maybe she had passed out, and after a seemingly forever long pause, she gushed. Her panting returned with incoherent moaning and I felt her pussy clench and relax over and over again as her orgasm started dripping down my thighs.
Finally in control over herself once more, she hugged onto me in a desperate and passionate hug as she caught her breath. Straightening herself, I lowered her legs and she promptly sunk back onto her knees. She looked up at me with her signature smile "You fucking animal". Again she swallowed my cock. It didn't take long after the fuck we just had and after sliding her fingers back up my asshole, I was weak in the knees. I howled one last time and grunted that I was cumming.
Nicole buried my cock in her throat when I said that and I grunted my way through pulsing several thick ropes of cum into Nicole. Her fingers worked over time in my ass, milking my prostate to get every drop of cum out of me. My head was rocking back and forth as I came, but I looked down and caught her eyes looking up at me and smiling through my entire orgasm.
Extra sensitive now, I slowly lifted her to stand in front of me. Her mouth was closed and I leaned in and snaked my tongue into her mouth. The warm mouthful of my cum spilled out between us and through ah long and nasty kiss she fed me my entire load. The taste was on both our lips and tongues and after several minutes of moaning and then playful kissing, Nicole said "now we look like fucking animals. Lets grab one last drink like this", and she turned around, straightened her skirt back and pulled me by the hand back into the crowd of festival goers.