I ran as fast as I could, praying nobody would spot me. I was only about four minutes from home when the lights of a police car shined on me and a siren turned on. My spine went cold and I froze dead in my tracks. I considered running. I regretted not having done a better job cleaning up at the fraternity. My legs were still soaked in what I hoped the cops wouldn't recognize as cum. And how to explain why I was running around in panties in the middle of the night? It seemed like an eternity before I saw a cop's hulking figure walking toward me. The headlights still had me blinded so I couldn't see him well until he finally stepped up to me. He was a 50 year old white man, with a thick bushy mustache and a cowboy hat on. His uniform was tight over his big body, drawn tight across his belly. He held a black mag light in his hands, once again blinding me. He must have been dipping because he spit a dark brown substance out along my shoes.
"Well what in the HELL do we have here." He was laughing. I tried my best to think fast.
"Officer I'm sorry, I was rushing a fraternity and they made me put these on." His face got serious.
"So you're telling me you were forced against your will to wear this underwear and run around in public? You're telling me that you were illegally hazed? Which fraternity was it? I'll have them kicked off campus by morning?" He knew he had me. Rush hadn't even started yet. I knew I couldn't continue with this lie. The result was obviously that the fraternity would show the video of the nights events. They would show how I voluntarily took 13 cocks up my ass, sometimes two at a time, all while begging for more like some sort of cock addicted whore.
"Actually officer, I didn't mean to lie. That's not true." One of his fingers ran up my inner thigh, wiping off a gob of cum.
"I was going to say. This doesn't look like any hazing I've ever seen. Not in a long time anyways." He was laughing. I knew I was fucked when he said, "Well son, I don't need to tell you that you're in big trouble here. Public indecency is a big offense. You'll have to register as a sex offender in the state of Alabama and you'll have to report it to all potential employers."
I begged him "Please sir, Please. I'm sorry. Someone took my clothes and I didn't know what to do. They kicked me out and I didn't have a ride home."
"Why don't you step over with me to the car. He threw me into the back seat, but didn't handcuff me. Oh fuck Oh fuck Oh fuck. He kicked the car into gear and we drove off. Suddenly, with the possibility of being a sex offender looming over me, I stopped worrying about the hours of footage circulating the internet showing me for the cock whore that I am. I stopped worrying about all my future classmates who just watched me get stuffed like a thanksgiving turkey. All I could think of was somehow getting out of this cop car.
My heart actually leapt when I noticed that we were pulling into a dark field, rather than a police station. He got out of the driver seat and opened up the rear. He dragged me out and then thew me over the hood of the car. "I guess we could work something out." He laughed as he unbuttoned his uniform and dropped his pants to the ground. I breathed a sigh of relief. Don't fuck this up. Show him a good time and get out of here. He stood in a pair of tighty whiteys and lowered my panties off of my ass. He stared shocked at my ass "What the hell." I had forgotten about the toilet paper I had jammed up there to keep the cum from pouring out. He slowly pulled the toilet paper out in a long, cum-soaked thread. "What you need to use tampons just to keep the jizz from pouring out of your ass? He roughly inserted three fingers into my ass which was loose enough to accommodate them easily. "Got to get you loose bitch." I moaned loudly as his fingers slipped in and out of my dripping hole. Suddenly I felt something cold against my asshole. Then, something huge and rock hard pushed passed my ass ring. His cock must have been huge. I looked down, almost delirious with pain from my stretched asshole. Then I realized he was fucking me with the handle of his black mag light. I moaned loudly as he pushed it in and out of my asshole. Finally i felt it pop out and I breathed heavy. Finally relieved. Then I felt something bigger pressing up against my ass cheeks. "Ready bitch?"
I felt like I was splitting open. His cock must have been 11 inches and as wide around as a beer can. I moaned like a whore, my legs wrapped around his back as he inched it deeper and deeper. Despite having taken two cocks up my pussy at once earlier, he still seemed to be stretching my asshole to the limit. When I felt his thick bushy pubic hair against my ass I couldn't believe I had taken it all. "Ohhhh myy godddd. You're cock is fucking huge." He laughed heartily.
"Yes it is." Then he grabbed my legs which were wrapped around his waste, and held one of my feet in each hand above him as he started to slowly slide his dick in and out of my asshole. The friction of his cock against the walls of my rectum was incredible. His dick dragged roughly back and forth over my prostate. My ass felt so good it felt like it was vibrating internally. His rhythm began to quicken and eventually he was pounding me like there was no tomorrow. "You're gonna run around my fucking city acting like a whore, then I'm gonna fuck you like a whore. Take that fucking cock slut. This is how a Southerner treats a dumb fucking Yankee some civility." I continued to moan as he impaled me on his dick. When he pulled it out of me, my entire asshole felt numb. I worried about what I had heard earlier from Rick and Andrew's dad, about asshole's ripping. I felt down below to check for blood. My soaking hand came back up to my face and I looked at it. I sighed in relief when I realize it was just semen.
The cop pulled me off of the hood and laid me on my back on the ground. Then, he lifted my ass up and bent it over my head, so that my cock was hanging almost over my face and my ass was sticking up in the air. Then, he positioned his massive cock at the entrance of my hole again, and started to fuck me. His strokes pounded me hard this time, and deep. I was bent, almost all of my weight on my neck letting out strange, choked moans, due to my closed airway. My eyes were almost rolling back in my head as he deep fucked me. "Just like that bitch. Just like that."
My voice sounded weirdly strangled as I said "Please fuck me. Please don't stop. I love your cock daddy."
I responded, "Bitch who are you calling daddy? Does your daddy fuck you like this?" He laughed as he continued to pump my ass full of his cock, "You can call me Sheriff."
Jesus Christ. I've been here for three days and I'm bent over on my neck getting pounded silly by the Sheriff an this 11 inch dick. Thoughts raced through my head but all I could say was, "Yeah, yeah yeah. Please fuck me sheriff. Make me your little whore." The sheriff started pumping harder and faster until he tugged out of my ass, slammed my face against the ground, pinning me against the hay-strewn dirt, and kneeled over me, jerking his cock slowly. The cum poured out in thick, globby ropes. He shot onto my face, still pinned against the hay, and into my hair. His load did not disappoint. He had plenty left when he flipped me over and shoved his cock into my mouth. I could only take the head as it shot spurt after spurt of cum into me. I tried to swallow as quickly as I could but again felt the pleasurable sensation of semen running down the corners of my mouth and onto my face.
He pulled his cock out of my mouth and then, his chest heaving, sat on me. I could barely breath as the hulking hairy man's weight almost crushed me, pinned against the dirt. He looked like he could care less. Part of me enjoyed the feel of his sweaty, hairy ass against my skin. We sat there for almost a full minute before he stood up. I turned over, onto my back, covered in dirt and hay that had stuck to my body that had been coated in jizz. "Fuck bitch you're a mess." The Sheriff had lit up a cigar and still had his dick out, rolling it in his hand. I laid there looking up at the sky, wondering what was next. "We got to get you home." He reached his hand out and started to pull me up, then dropped me. "But first,"
He started to piss on me. "Can't have you getting my cab all dirty. His piss stream was strong, and hot! He first pissed in my hair, and then on my face. He pissed on my back, washing a good amount of the dirt off. Finally I stood and he pissed on my dick and ass, trying to clean them as best he could.
As he shot the last few spurts onto my feet I awkwardly said "Thanks Sheriff." He laughed. Then he spit another brown trail of dip, this time across my thighs and cock. Guess he didn't care about the car that much.
"Let's get you home bitch." I started walking to the car when the Sheriff said "Forgetting something?"
I turned around. He had the dirty toilet paper in his hand that had been up my ass earlier. He grabbed me roughly, balled it up, and shoved it back up into my hole, where it plugged the path of any semen that may drip out. Then he pulled my panties up and over my legs and pushed me roughly into the back seat. As he drove off he turned around and said "I'd offer you my coat but your covered in piss. Sick faggot." He laughed loudly and we drove without talking, listening to the radio.
The only time I spoke was to tell him where I lived. He pulled up in front and turned around. "Listen bitch, I know I can be rough, but you really took my dick like a pro today. I'm going to be seeing you around. And you ever get into any trouble, you know who to call. OK?" It occurred to me then that I may have, by some insane twist of fate, made a useful ally.
"OK thanks Sheriff. Have a good night."
"Yeah," He drove off the second I got out of the car. I walked over to the dorm. I cursed realizing I didn't have my keys to get in. I hung outside the door for fifteen minutes, shivering, until I heard someone walk out. As casually as I could in my state, I nodded to them and walked in. They turned to watch me disappearing up the stairs. I booked it to our room which, thankfully, was unlocked. I stepped in to find Andrew sitting on the couch watching TV.
"Hey bitch, how'd your night end?" I just stood there in silence. He looked me up and down. Despite being showered down in the Sheriff's piss, I still had a good amount of dirt and hay stuck to me, thanks to the thick layer of cum coating my body. I considered for a moment telling Andrew off. Yelling at him for taking me to the frat without telling me what was going to happen. For leaving to fuck that blonde chick while I had to run home almost naked with cum dripping down my legs. For hanging out watching TV while I got pounded in an abandoned field by the 11 inch cock of the local sheriff. "What's that on your cock." I looked down at the sheriff's dip streak. Andrew smiled. "Why don't you just tell me who fucked you?" He patted the spot next to him on the couch and I again decided to ignore the prude in me and sat down next to him. I pulled my panties off first, and began to tell him about how the Sheriff fucked me like a dog in the field before bringing me home.