“We had a deal, we had your word that the drugs were fine,” Another opposing gang member pointed his gun at Terrance.
Terrance slowly looked over his shoulder, “Bring her out.”
His underling did as was told; reappearing seconds later, his hand clutching Cindy’s hair. He pushed her over to Terrance. He nodded to the naked Cindy to get on her knees and continue servicing him.
Terrance’s enemies were confused, watching this naked brunette fish out Terrance’s cock and suck it.
“You want us to kill her too?”
“You not killing anybody,” Terrance said, Cindy sucking his cock like her life depended on it.
“You gonna calm down, we gonna go inside, we gonna have some of this pussy and talk about what went wrong with that shipment,” Terrance calmly said. “You understand?”
They glanced to one another, slowly putting their guns away.
******
Cindy was used all day as a peace offering. The smaller, other gang, Terrance made a drug deal with, fucked her just as hard as Terrance did. She took up to three at a time, their cum ending up in her stomach. No one fed her, so semen was the only nourishment she received.
At the end of the day, the gang members left Terrance’s house. The misunderstanding about the drug shipment was talked about without resorting to violence.
As the night crawled on, Cindy sore and barely able to stand, was on all fours with Terrance behind her.
“When you leave, you not going to your police friends about what happened here,” Terrance slapped her ass.
Cindy shook her head.
“We’ll know who, and we’ll come after you, your friends, your family – anyone to take you out,” Terrance added, his hips slapping against her.
“I know,” Cindy looked over her shoulder. “I won’t tell.”
Terrance pulled out, flipped Cindy over onto her back and slid back in. Inches from her face he asked her a question.
“Did you cum a lot for my friends? For me?”
Back at Cindy’s home, Bea and Bella’s longtime friend was sitting on the edge of the bed. Bea and Bella were on their knees, sucking his cock, and a third woman was there too. She was standing in front of him, her ass in his face, his tongue licking and swirling all over it.
“You want some of this dick now, Suelyn?” Bea asked their Latina friend.
“Yes!” she cried out.
Bea grabbed Suelyn’s hips, positioning her big, muscular ass, directly onto their friend’s black cock.
“Ah yeah,” he moaned as Suelyn’s ass lowered onto his cock.
Suelyn’s eyes rolled into the back of her head. She put her hands on his knees and squatted up and down on his big dick.
“Enjoy it. We have time,” Bea said.
******
Back at Terrance’s, Cindy was having a final goodbye fuck.
“Remember what I said?” Terrance asked.
Cindy stopped her crazy, black cock riding. “Yes. I won’t tell. I needed this weekend. I used your dick, you used my pussy. We have an agreement.”
Terrance slapped her ass, “You’ll find your shit by the door when you’re ready to leave.”
-7-
Cindy made it home later that day. She was starving, exhausted, and thankful she survived one of the stupidest things she’s ever done – all hoping to achieve an orgasm after 16 years.
Her son, Collin, was playing basketball with the neighbors. Cindy waved at him and went inside.
She heard Bea, Bella, and a male’s voice laughing, talking in the kitchen. She ignored them, heading straight to the shower.
The hot steam enveloped her. She thought of her weekend, regret, shame filled her. She thought about talking to a therapist, maybe seek medication. Cindy sat down in the shower stall, letting the hot water sooth her aching, tired muscles – worn out from the constant sex of the weekend.
Cindy shook her head, disgusted at herself.
Several moments later, she was drying off in her bathroom. She wrapped the towel around her body, thinking about what to eat, then wanting to go to bed.
She entered her bedroom; her plans for food were interrupted. Someone was in her bed, waiting for her.
“Hi,” Cindy said, forgetting all about the friend Bea and Bella went on and on about.
“Hello,” the naked black man sat up. Cindy glanced to his erection, her mouth salivating.
She undid the towel and let it fall to floor. Cindy went to her knees, grabbing the man’s cock, slowly licking and kissing all over it.
The black man moaned, “My name is Ulysses by-the-way. You must be Cindy.”
She nodded her head, slurping and sucking lovingly all over his huge cock.
Saying no more words, she guided him to his back and climbed on top of him. Her stretched out pussy easily accommodated him. Cindy settled, his cock balls deep, and kissed him.
She arched her back and rode him. Ulysses squeezed and sucked her breasts causing her eyes to flutter, her spine to tingle.
Ulysses rolled Cindy to her back, pulled out of her, and kissed his way down her toned body. His tongue invaded her pussy next. He licked all around her insides, coating his tongue in her juices, and then proceeded to suck her engorged clitoris.
He smiled at an out-of-breath, heaving Cindy. Ulysses grabbed her breasts, climbed up and reentered her.
******
“Hey. Welcome. Your first day right?” Cindy was asked a couple months later. She, her son, and two best friends, Bea and Bella, had recently moved to Tampa, Florida.
The man that spoke to her was tall, muscular, shaved head, and black.
“I’m TJ,” He held out his hand. “My shift is over, but I wanted to say hello.”
Cindy smiled up at the huge fellow police officer. Their eyes met, unable to look away.
Several minutes later, Cindy pinned TJ against a locker in the empty women’s locker room. She was kissing him, grabbing at his crotch.
“You’re friendly,” TJ chuckled, pushing her away.
“I am,” Cindy said, kissing him again, tearing off each other’s uniforms.
TJ picked her up and took her to the shower.
That evening, Cindy was wide awake lying in TJ’s arms. A naked Bea was snuggling against her back, Bella on the other side of TJ. When the two sisters came home, they thought Cindy and Collin would be asleep. Cindy’s son was, but not Cindy.
They walked in on her and TJ having sex. Naturally, they stripped and joined in. The three white women all worshipped TJ’s cock and body.
Cindy rose from TJ’s huge arm, looking at the sleeping bodies around her.
She grabbed a nearby bathrobe and headed to her door. Cindy turned around, sighing, seeing the sleeping mass of naked people in her bed. She closed the door and walked down the hall.
Cindy stood in the doorway of her son’s bedroom, watching him sleep. Memories of the day she gave birth to him, flashed in her head.
The nurses, her mother, all cheering her on, telling her to push. The sensation of the birth canal expanding; her muscles tightening. She was so close; so close to pushing him out and cumming at the same time.
Cindy shook the memory from her head.
She closed his door, letting him sleep a little longer. Giving birth to Collin was the last time Cindy had an orgasm – nearly 16 years ago.
The end.
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She’s tried women, she’s gone black, and nothing worked. The final story in the Policewomen series is next. Take a guess at who she’s going to go after next. Yep, her son.
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