0 comments/ 17227 views/ 0 favorites An Arresting Experience By: greenfly There was a new man in your life! You met him when he came to your office to demonstrate office equipment. You liked him immediately, and later when he asked if you would go for a drink with him, you accepted. You had sex with him on your second date, and you began to like him more and more. This was your fourth date with Robbie, It was a warm evening and the plan was to go for a drive and maybe stop for a quiet drink somewhere. You had not been together for the last week and your heart was all a flutter when you climbed into Robbie's car and kissed each other hungrily, you were so glad to see each other. You chatted happily as you drove along, "Where shall we go?" you asked. "Not too far," Robbie replied, "I want to find somewhere private." "Mmmmmmmm," you murmured in response, anticipating what he had in mind. Feeling your passions begin to rise within your body as he drove along, you stroked Robbie's leg, gradually moving towards the top, It was clearly having an effect on him because he kept pushing his leg towards you, so you went the whole way and closed your hand over his cock, It was already half hard, so you opened his zip and slipped your hand inside and down the front of his briefs. " Ooooooooo," he moaned, "don't do that darling." "I like it," you pouted and gripped his cock even tighter. "I'm going down here," said Robbie, and he drove down a narrow lane. halfway down there was an open field and Robbie drove his car into it. Before the car even stopped you had Robbie's cock out, running your hand up and down his thick hard shaft, you held it tight and lowered your mouth to kiss the end, you began to lick it like it was an ice cream cone, and Robbie groaned and wriggled still trapped in his seat belt He raised his bum off the car seat and directed his cock further in to your mouth, you sucked and slurped on it and it reached as far back as your tonsills. Robbie was highly aroused and you wanted him to cum in your mouth, but before that happened he released his belt,pushed your head away and kissed your lips. He pushed you back into the car seat and his body bent halfway over yours, he grabbed your right breast a little roughly and squeezed it quite hard. "Ow Ow not so rough," you complained and he said sorry, and became much gentler. He moved his hand to the bottom of your skirt and up the inside of your leg to the top where he played with your pussy through your panties, you were already quite wet and you parted your legs for him. Robbie knelt on the car floor between the seat and the dashboard, It was cramped but he pushed your legs as wide open as possible, reached up your skirt and pulled your knickers down, you lifted your bum off the seat and he took them right off. He kissed up the inside of your thigh until he reached the top, you pushed forward on the seat to give him total access to your cunt, his mouth closed round it and he sucked your outer and inner lips into his mouth, You felt that the whole of your fleshy pussy was inside Robbie's mouth, your lips were aflame with tingles, he nibbled on your clit and pushed his tongue up your hole. Neither of you were aware of anything other than your thrills within the car, until you heard the loud knocking on the car window. You both looked up, startled, and there peering through the glass was a POLICEMAN! He beckoned to you both to come outside, Robbie struggled up from his knees between your legs, He zipped up his trousers and and you straightened your skirt, and exited the car to stand nervously in front of the policeman. "I'm sergeant Andy Rankin," he announced, "and this is Wpc Kerri Watson," he indicated a female officer standing by their car. "What were you doing?" the Sergeant asked Robbie. "I dropped a £2 coin and I was searching for it," Robbie stuttered. "Did you expect to find it between your girlfriends legs?" sneered the sergeant. "We watched you for some minutes and you performed an indecent act in public." " I wouldn't call this public," protested Robbie, waving his arms to indicate the surrounding fields. " The public have access and may have seen you," said the cop, "we saw you, so you will have to come back to the station with us." "Is that really necessary?" asked Robbie anxiously. "If I say it is, then it is," said sergeant Andy, "You will follow us to the station." With that they got into their car and you got into yours. "What will happen?" you asked Robbie nervously,as you followed the police car, A sense of fear welling up inside you. "I don't know," he said, "it depends if they charge us with anything, I think they will give us a telling off and let us go." "Oh I hope so" you said, "I couldn't bear a scandal." You reached the station and followed them inside, both officers were in their thirties, you guessed, you thought that was in your favour. Once inside the sergeant said to the young PC on the reception desk, "We are going to the interview room to ask these two some questions, we are not to be disturbed on any account, is that clear?" "Yes serge," the youth answered. Once inside the interview room, Wpc Kerri locked the door behind you. Robbie and yourself on one side of the table and them on the other. Right said the Sergeant, you know why you are here and you could be in serious trouble, If we charge you all the papers will print the story and your names will be mud. If he intended to frighten you, he succeeded, you gripped Robbie's hand tight and he put his arm around you. "Does this have to get out sergeant, what can we do to avoid it?" he asked. Andy ignored Robbie and asked you your name. " Emma," you muttered. "OK, no this doesn't have to get out, but to avoid it you have to let me fuck you." He made the statement in such a matter of fact way, that neither of you could believe you had heard right. "WHAT!" you spluttered, "you are not serious!" "I am very serious, and that is the only way you will avoid me arresting you both." Andy sat back in his chair and stared at you with unblinking eyes. You and Robbie looked at each other, you could see it in Robbie's eyes that he saw this as a way of getting off the hook you both dangled on. But you were incensed that a police officer could put such a proposition to you, even if it meant walking free out of your predicament. "NO, I will not agree to such a thing, I will report you to your chief constable," you shouted. "Please yourself," said sergeant Andy calmly, "no one will believe you and it will make an even bigger story for the newspapers," He smiled. "Get the arresting papers out Kerri," he told the Wpc The seriousness of the mess you were in now hit home. Robbie gripped your arm, and said, "Think hard Emma, its the only way we will get out free." You knew you were lost, you could not let this get into the local papers, you looked at Andy and saw that he was not at all repulsive, you decided to do it. casting your eyes to the floor, you said, "Alright, get on with it." The police sergeant, leaned back in his chair and grinned, "OK ,stand up Emma and take all your clothes off." You knew you had no other choice, slowly you stood up and began to undress. Andy, Kerri and Robbie watched in silence, first your blouse came off, then your skirt, You thought how you had managed to slip your knickers back on in the car, now you were standing in the interview room of a police station in front of strangers, in only your panties and bra, and they were about to come off. Then it came into your mind that you had nothing to be ashamed of, you had a good body and you would be pleased to show it off, so once you began to feel that way, you found yourself being turned on by the situation. Off came your Bra, followed by your panties and you stood with arms by your side, totally naked in front of them. "WOW!" said Andy, staring at your tits and pussy, "now I can see why this Guy was on his knees between your legs, he indicated Robbie. "Lie on the table Emma" Robbie helped you up on the table and you lay flat on your back with your legs dangling over the end. Kerri had said hardly anything through all of this, now she moved to the side of the table nearest your head and placed her hand on your left breast, you did not know what to think about her but as she squeezed your nipple, it became erect and you could feel a wetness in your pussy. Sergeant Andy, in his Police uniform, stood at the end of the table and unzipped his trousers, He let them fall to the floor and his enormous thick and very long cock swung free. He pushed your legs apart and stood between them, he stroked the end of his huge cock up and down your pussy slit, and eased it just inside, Kerri massaged your breasts and then she closed her mouth over your nipple. While you were distracted by her, Andy pushed hard and his cock entered your cunt, you were very wet now and he slid all the way in, it felt so good to you and you cried out with the thrill of his big cock stretching your pussy hole. He stood on the floor and held your hips and pulled further into you, his cock pounded you, and you gripped it with all your might with your inner muscles, you could feel your orgasm building, by standing up while you lay on your back his cock stimulated your clit every time he drove it into your body, your eyes were closed your head whirled, you yelled and screamed, your body shook and your orgasm erupted from you. Kerri still sucked on one nipple, while her hand played with the whole of your other tit. Robbie held your hand, and Andy's now frantic fucking of your slurping cunt ended with him ejaculating a long stream of his hot thick cum deep into your pussy. He still slammed into you for some seconds, then he slowed down and his cock began to soften. Kerri left your breast but as she did she trailed her hand down your naked body and slipped two fingers deep into your pussy amongst your juices and Andy's cum, then she pulled her fingers out and sucked them, "Mmmmmmmmmm," she murmured. Robbie still held your hand, "Are you OK?" he asked. "Oh yes," you gasped, still breathing hard, "It wasn't the worst fuck I have ever had." "I'm glad you enjoyed it," said Andy cheerfully, "I know I did." He had put his Dick away and zipped his trousers up again, and Kerri had regained her composure. "You can go now," Andy told you and Robbie, but I think we should meet up again sometime under more comfortable conditions and Robbie can join in. He gave you his card and said "phone me, Get dressed, then you are free to go," and they left the room. Robbie helped you get dressed, and apologised for not being able to stop what happened to you. "That's OK" you said philosophically, "You could do nothing, and It turned out better than I thought it would, and we don't have to worry about the local newspaper." you ended with a smile. "That's true, Robbie agreed, "Do you think you would want to see them again?" he asked You were silent for awhile, then you answered "Yes, I think I would, I did enjoy feeling him in me there, he does have a lovely cock," you said with a smile, more as a dig at Robbie, "I just think how good it could be." When you walked out of the interview room there was no sign of Sergeant Rankin or Wpc Watson, but the young Police Constable at the desk said goodnight as you left and drove thankfully home. An Arresting Experience It was the stupidest thing I've done in my entire life; let's be honest, I knew that at the time but I still did it, silly cow! It was just before Christmas, and I'd gone with a few of my fellow teachers to the pub to celebrate the end of term – my first in my new profession. I'm Cathy Hull by the way, 23, pretty in a girl-next-door sort of way with a pale face, regular features, shoulder length brown hair (mousey, if I'm, being honest), and quite petite, five-foot-four with a slim figure. I'm from just outside London, and the school I teach at is about fifty miles north of my home town. Anyway, yes, we were all at the pub, four of us by the end, and I suppose we'd had a few too many drinks by closing time. I certainly had. It was incredibly stupid, because I was due to get a train home the following morning, and my parents would love it if I turned up hung-over and smelling like a brewery. God knows what made me do it, but I told the others that I'd been on a few naturist holidays with my parents in my teens, and I quite fancied doing it again. It really feels quite liberating walking around nude in the open air, with the Mediterranean sun warming your body. After a few bad taste jokes about me ogling my dad's willy the conversation moved on. About half an hour later, though, as I came back from the loo, one of the fellers, Marcus Stewart, brought up the subject of naturism again. I saw Judy Preece smirk – she and I have never been the best of friends – but it was only much later that I realised she had put Marcus up to it. He said something about nudism not being possible in Britain because of the climate. Trying to defend my lifestyle choice I told him that there are dozens of clubs in the UK, including one less than three miles from the school. Marcus nodded sagely. "So you enjoy being starkers in public, do you? Wouldn't you get embarrassed if someone you knew saw you?" If I hadn't been so tipsy I might have seen where he was going, but as it was I plunged in with both feet. Of course I wouldn't, I said, the human body was nothing to embarrassed about, and people were too childish about the concept of nudity. Marcus nodded again, and said, "I'll bet you wouldn't go naturist in Britain though." I laughed and said I'd be happy to. At that Marcus leaned forwards with a suggestive grin on his face. "All right then, prove it. I dare you to do a streak, tonight." I stared at him open-mouthed and told him not to be so stupid. I looked at Judy and the other guy with us, Dave Birch, for support. Judy gave me a challenging look, and Dave just stared into his beer, seemingly embarrassed by the whole thing. Marcus crowed, "I knew it, you're all mouth and trousers Cath!" I felt myself blushing. "For fuck's sake Marcus, summer, inside the walls of a camp, is one thing. We're in the middle of a town in the middle of bloody winter." Judy gave me a patronising smile, but said, "Don't listen to him Cathy, Marcus just wants to see your tits and fanny." Judy has a big chest whereas I only need a A-cup, so I thought she was probably being bitchy. Marcus was still jeering at me, then, through my alcoholic haze, I thought I'd come up with a brilliant wheeze to shut him up. Oh God, it would never have happened if I'd just stuck with alcopops instead of moving onto beer. Slamming my glass down on the table, I said, "Okay Marcus, I will if you will." I smiled triumphantly around the table, expecting that to kill the discussion. Marcus' smile wavered for about a quarter of a second, then he nodded and said, "Okay. Marshall Lane, when we leave here." Drunk as I was, I felt the blood draining from my face. I couldn't believe the twit had actually called my bluff. I was about to say I was kidding, and no way was I going to do anything so fucking stupid; but Judy was still favouring me with that superior look, and I wanted to wipe the smile off her face. I thought about Marshall Lane. It was three streets from the pub, a narrow cobbled byway no more than about 50 yards long, badly lit and lined with only warehouses and lock-up garages. Even so close to Christmas, with the town crawling with folk, it was bound to be deserted, with no householders overlooking it. It was freezing outside – I saw with dismay that snowflakes were beginning to lazily fall – but it would only take a matter of seconds, then I'd make damn sure that sodding Marcus bought me a coffee and a bacon roll at one of the all-night cafés in Market Street. It was another hour before we left the pub. I kind of hoped that Marcus had either been joking or was pissed enough to have forgotten about his dare; but just before closing time he bought us both a large brandy, telling me with a wink, "I wouldn't want either of us dying of exposure out there." I could feel my tummy churning with nerves as we started to walk towards Marshall Lane, and desperately hoped I wouldn't throw up. Dave clearly wanted nothing to do with it, and made his excuses and scuttled off into the night. When we got there Marcus beamed at us and said, "Right, I'll go first." The snow was still slowly drifting down and I was trembling with cold and fear by then. Knowing I was whining, I said, "Marcus, please, this is silly, we'll both catch our deaths of cold. Let's just forget it and go and get warm somewhere." Marcus had already stripped to the waist, goosebumps bursting out on his flesh. He looked as if he might have agreed with me, but just then bloody Judy chortled, "I've got ten quid here that says Cathy's going to bottle out of it once you've done your run Marcus. In fact, let's all three of us put a tenner in. If you do it Cathy, you get the pot; if you chicken out, Marcus gets it." Of course, what I should have done – what I would have done if I hadn't been more sloshed than ever before after five hours in the pub – was told them both to grow up and stalked off home. As it was, I meekly took ten pounds out of my purse and gave it to Judy to hold. With it being Christmas I was already into my overdraft at the bank, and I couldn't afford to lose any money. On the other hand, an extra 20 would have just come in handy to tide me over. It did occur to me to suggest that, if Judy was so keen on the challenge going ahead, she get her kit off too and take her turn, but by then Marcus was naked apart from his shoes and socks, standing with his back to us. Teeth chattering, he muttered, "Right, to the bollard at the end of the street and back", and set off. Now Marcus is 27, well over six feet tall with long legs and plays soccer and squash. He hurtled down the short street, tapped the bollard with a hand and raced back, his knob bouncing up and down as he ran. As he reached us Judy threw Marcus' coat around his shoulders and, shivering violently, he kicked off his shoes and grabbed his trousers, as Judy began to rub some warmth back into his upper body and, looking pointedly at his groin, joked about how cold it was. He was still breathing heavily, but he gradually recovered then, silently, the two of them turned and looked expectantly at me. I don't think it had really hit me until that moment that I was actually going to do it. Almost in tears of anger and humiliation, I slowly stripped. Even then it didn't occur to me to do the sensible thing, tell them to sod off and walk away. In minutes I was down to my bra and pants. I'd had to take my shoes off to remove my jeans, with my bare soles on the cobble stones of the lane, and my feet felt like blocks of ice. I unlatched my bra then bent and, feeling the blood rush to my face, slipped my bikini briefs over my training shoes. As I straightened there was a flash of light and Marcus, still pale with cold, was grinning at me and waving his camera phone about. I screeched something at him and made a lunge for it, but he laughed and held it above his head, way out of reach. Realising I was just making things worse I stood back, rubbing my hands up and down my cold body, and snapped, "When I get back here, Marcus, either you wipe that photo or I'll be wearing your peanut-sized bollocks for ear-rings this Christmas." And with that I set off on what I thought would be the worst 30 seconds or so of my entire life. As I approached the end of Marshall Lane, the slap of my feet on the cobbles sounding deafening in my ears, my eyes were caught by another flash. It came from in front of me, and for a split second I thought that someone else had taken a photo of me. Next moment, just as I reached the bollard, a white car nosed into view. A white car with a fluorescent orange and blue stripe down the side, and slowly flashing blue lights on top, and the word 'POLICE' stencilled across its bonnet. My heart nearly stopped in terror. I turned to sprint back to my supposed friends, in the hope of getting away, but as I did my foot slipped in the thin layer of snow on the cobbles and I went down, my knee connecting painfully with the road. As I righted myself I heard a strident male voice from behind me call, "Oi, girlie - come 'ere!" In blind panic I sprinted in the opposite direction, but as I got halfway up the street I realised that Marcus and Judy were nowhere to be seen. Not only had they fucked off at the sight of the cops, they'd taken my sodding clothes with them. Just as that hit me, a hand wrapped firmly around my bicep and pulled me to a halt, making me slip on the cobbles again and land on my backside with a thump. Sniffling with pain, cold and fear, I looked up into the incredulous face of the female officer who dragged me to my feet. Shaking her head in amazement, she took off her thick jacket and wrapped it around my shoulders, grumbling, "What the bloody hell do you think you're playing at, it's sub-zero out here." The woman shoved me into the back of the car and slid in beside me. In the light from the street where they were parked I could see she looked somewhere in her 30s, hard-faced with tight blonde curls tucked under her uniform cap. Her male colleague, who appeared 40-ish, squirmed round in the driver's seat and leaned his elbow on its back while he looked at me. Feeling incredibly self-conscious, I pulled the woman's jacket tight around me. The car heater was turned up high and I felt warmth gradually begin to seep back into my frozen body. Then the cop in the front seat said, "Right, Lady Godiva, what's your name?" The coldness in my body and my fear and shame at my situation combined to render me voiceless. I opened my mouth to reply but nothing came out. The guy sighed then, completely straight-faced, asked, "Okay, miss, have you got any form of identification on you?" His colleague said, "Yeah, all right, very funny Bob", but she was grinning as she said it. Then she turned to me and said, "Look love, you're not doing yourself any favours not giving us your name. Now come on, what is it?" I finally managed to whisper my name, then Laughing Boy in the front continued, "And do you have any reasonable explanation as to why you were running along a street stark naked at nearly midnight in the snow?" I felt tears brimming in my eyes, and squeaked, "Please, can you just let me off with a warning or something? I'm a teacher at the comprehensive, I'll get into all sorts of trouble if you charge me. Please, it was just a silly prank." I saw a look pass between the officers, and I thought for a moment that I was going to get away with it. Then 'Bob' repeated, in leaden tones, "Just a prank. And you're a teacher. I'm afraid in that case, Miss Hull, it's not as straightforward as that. I mean, exposing yourself in the street, that's a serious criminal offence. If we charge you, well, that means you're on the Sex Offenders Register, so no more working with children, ever." It didn't even occur to me to wonder if what he said was true. I just thought my career was over, in complete disgrace, and I buried my face in my hands and sobbed. Beside me, the woman hugged me to her and pushed a tissue into my hand but said nothing. Gulping for air I looked at her colleague again and made one more desperate appeal. "Please, my father's a magistrate, I can't get a criminal record." Bob tutted. "Yes, it wouldn't do his reputation much good, would it? Not with the publicity – there's bound to be publicity. He'll be very proud of you, won't he." Hardly able to speak for crying, I gasped, "Please, I'll do anything if you let me off. Anything." Even as I said it I had no idea what I meant. If it had been two male police officers I suppose I might have realised where it would lead, but not with a man and a woman. They exchanged looks again and I sensed rather than saw the woman give a slight nod. Bob jumped on my words, and said, "Are you offering us a bribe, miss? On top of the charges you're already facing?" I shook my head, pawing the tears off my cheeks, and whined, "No, even if I had my purse with me I'm broke. I...oh God!" They let me howl for a minute or so then, continuing the bad cop-good cop routine, the woman lifted my chin with her hand and said, "Hey, come on Catherine, it's not that bad, I'm sure we can work something out." I tried to pull myself together and smile at her. I didn't think through what she'd said at the time, I just thought she meant they would let me off with no more than a scare. Turning away from me, Bob lifted his radio mike and said, "Echo Tango three-seven to control, Me and Terri are going on our break now, over." There was a crackled response, then he started the car and pulled off. Under the impression that I was off the hook, the combination of relief, the warmth in the car and the alcohol I'd consumed started to work on me. I mumbled my address, assuming that was where we were going, then began to drowse. I'm not sure how long it was before WPC Terri shook me awake. I stared blearily out of the car, and realised that wherever we were it wasn't my little flat. It was dark and there were indistinct shapes looming around the vehicle. The door next to me opened and Bob took my arm and pulled me none too gently out of my seat. It was very dark, and a bitter wind blew across the open ground on which I was standing, chilling my almost naked body again. Staring around me, I realised I was on one of the half-developed building sites on the edge of town. Pinching my elbow in his big hand, Bob led me stumbling towards a squat breezeblock building with a yellow light shining from the single window. I felt terrified and totally confused. Bob slammed the entrance door open against the inner wall, and the sole occupant of the single room, an acne-faced kid of about 17, jumped in his chair and hurriedly concealed something in the drawer of the desk he was sitting at. Bob jerked a thumb towards the door and said, "Hello Jimmy, take a walk for half an hour, there's a good lad." Jimmy leapt to his feet, muttered "Yes Mr Gordon", and scuttled out of the place as if his life depended on it. Terri followed us in and kicked the door shut with her heel. Bob snatched Terri's coat off my shoulders and pushed me towards a whitewashed wall, then withdrew a camera from his pocket. "Right Miss Hull, face full front, arms at your sides. Just for our records, you understand." I felt like pointing out we clearly weren't in a police station, but I was hardly in a position to argue; after all, I really didn't want to be in a police station. So I did as he ordered, feeling my face burning with embarrassment. Terri sat on the edge of the desk, watching impassively. After several clicks, Bob said, in a very businesslike tone, "Right, turn 180 degrees." There were a couple more clicks, then he said, "Good girl. Now, what are you like at sucking cock?" I spun to face him, one hand over my short brown pubes, the other arm stretched across my boobs, certain I must have misheard him. I stammered, "Sorry? What did you say?" He sighed, and spoke as if to a rather dim 10-year old. "Blowjobs? You know? Fellatio? Oh shit, don't tell me you're a virgin, not at your age." I squealed "Of course I'm not." I stared at him in total disbelief. "Look...you've got to be kidding. I mean, this is a joke, right?" Bob just stared at me, as he might an inconvenient spider in the bath. I shook my head, my jaw dropping in shock. "No...I'm sorry but, you can't be serious. I'm not going to...do that for you. You can't make me!" I stared at Terri, expecting her to intervene in her colleague's disgusting behaviour. She simply crossed her arms and stared back at me, raising an eyebrow questioningly. Bob shrugged and said, "Very true, miss, I can't make you do anything. Catherine Hull, I am arresting you on charges of indecent exposure, attempting to pervert the course of justice, lewd and..." "All right!" My shriek filled the room before being absorbed by the breezeblocks. More quietly, feeling as if I was about to faint, I repeated, "All right. I'll do...whatever you want, just so long as you promise me I won't be arrested." Terri picked up a blanket I hadn't noticed before, which I assumed she must have brought in from the car, and laid it on the floor, near a two-bar electric fire. Bob grinned. "You play ball, sweetheart, and WPC Simmonds and I have never set eyes on you before." As he said it he manoeuvred me onto my knees on the blanket, facing the wall. Despite the blanket and the carpet tiles beneath it the floor felt very hard, and I felt a sharp pain in the knee I'd bashed earlier on. Bob stepped in front of me, leant against the wall, and motioned for me to undo his trousers. The truth was I hadn't had any sort of sexual contact with a man for nearly a year; Bob was at least a foot taller than me and, as I fumbled down his trousers and boxer shorts with trembling hands, his semi-erect cock looked enormous, both long and thick. I glanced at Terri again. She was sitting in the desk chair, presumably about to get off on watching her partner abuse a prisoner. I looked up at his face and whispered, "Please". His response was quite simply to place a hand on top of my head and pull me towards him. Closing my eyes in revulsion I took a deep breath and closed my lips over the tip of his tool. Then I slid slowly down it, as far as I could. I haven't sucked many dicks, and Bob's was certainly the biggest. I couldn't get it all in before the tip jabbed against the back of my throat, making me gag for a moment. I pulled back slightly and cupped a hand under his scrotum, using the thumb and forefinger to pump the base of his shaft. I was using the other hand on the floor, to keep my balance. Bob gave a small moan of pleasure then, in a husky voice, said, "Use your tongue, darlin'." Obediently I started licking along the underside of his dick, as I slid my lips and my hand up and down him. He stiffened very quickly, and began to twitch his hips back and forth in a rhythm matching the movements of my mouth. I decided that if I was going to do this vile thing I was going to make a good job of it, to make sure he didn't double-cross me. I twirled my tongue around the very tip of his knob and he groaned and said, "Fuck, that's nice. You'll have to teach Terri that one." I had almost forgotten Terri, but at that moment I felt a pair of strong hands grasp my thighs and push them wider apart. I almost jumped off the floor as a finger stroked firmly along my slit, then wormed its way inside. I squealed in surprise, then felt another finger move in, as Terri started to finger fuck me. Despite the horrendous situation in which I found myself I felt my pussy beginning to warm up, and I slipped my knees still further apart to give her better access to me. She removed her fingers from inside me, but a moment later hands grasped my thighs and a tongue licked my snatch, sending such a jolt of electricity through me that I more or less fell against Bob. In moments Terri was pulling me down onto her face, lapping her tongue deep into me as I sucked on Bob's prick. An Arresting Experience I'd never had the slightest interest in women until that moment, but all I knew was that the most wonderful feelings were travelling the length of my body from what this particular woman was doing to my pussy. As she pushed a finger into my bum and began to ream it around – a new experience for me – the feeling was so strong that I couldn't concentrate anymore on what I was doing with my mouth. I was worried I might even lose control and bite down on Bob, so I disengaged my lips from him and rested my head against his belly, eyes closed and gasping as Terri drove me to the edge of release. I could feel Bob's cock pressing against the underside of my chin, and I kept stroking it with one hand, but one long, constant groan of pleasure was escaping from me as Terri sucked, licked and stroked my cunt, and continued to ream my bum. Finally I couldn't take it anymore and, screaming into Bob's groin, I jerked spasmodically as I crashed into orgasm, Terri licking me wildly and pulling me down hard onto her with both hands. Even after I subsided Terri continued to lick at me for a while. Then I rolled onto my side and curled into a foetal position. Suddenly I remembered that the whole point of what I had been doing, in an attempt to avoid arrest, was to suck Bob off, and I hadn't succeeded in that. With a nervous twang in my voice I looked at him and said, "Oh God, I'm sorry, let me try again, please..." He ruffled my hair, almost affectionately, and said, "That's okay. We haven't got long, and if I shoot in your gob I won't have time to fuck you." I hadn't realised that was part of the deal, and asked if he had a condom. He chuckled at that, and muttered "You'll just have to get a morning after pill." Resigned by then to whatever was going to happen to me I was just about to roll onto my back when I saw Terri had beaten me to it. Her uniform trousers and a pair of tiny pink panties were around one ankle, and her legs were spread wide apart, displaying pink lips shining through a patch of reddish blonde hair. Bob started to push my face towards Terri and raise my bum in the air and I understood what was meant to be happening. Nervously, I mumbled, "Er, Terri, I've never, I mean..." She murmured, "That's okay love, you'll soon get the hang of it", then placed her hand on the back of my head and pushed my face into her twat. I licked her carefully, and sensed a musky, exciting taste on my tongue. My next lick was firmer, and Terri said "Mmm", and wiggled her hips in appreciation. That was the moment when Bob grabbed my hips and slid his cock into me, right to the top. Omigod, it was the biggest thing I'd ever had inside me! He began fucking me hard, with long, rapid strokes, his balls flapping against me. With each thrust he pushed my face harder onto Terri's gash, which she seemed to enjoy. I located her clit and touched it with my tongue, making her squeal and push up at me. After that I concentrated my mouth on her clit and used my fingers to stir her pussy around. I was rapidly heating up again as Bob fucked me, and I was also finding eating Terri out far more arousing than I'd expected. I'd only been at it for a couple of minutes when she started gasping, "Oh baby, oh Jesus, oh shit", and thrust up at me several times. She squeezed her thighs on my head and I felt her cunt muscles tighten around my fingers as she tangled her hand in my hair and pushed my face hard onto her. The realisation that I'd made her cum was enough to set me off, gasping into Terri's pussy and squirming on Bob's prick and, like a chain reaction, he gave a roar and began slamming at me as he shot a fountain of spunk into me. That set me off again, then I collapsed onto Terri and Bob collapsed onto me, still half inside me. Thankfully they didn't charge me with anything. They found me a massive pair of workman's overalls in one of the desk drawers, then drove me back to my place. Just before I got out of the car, on distinctly shaky legs, Terri pulled my face to hers and crushed our lips together, her tongue ravishing the inside of my mouth while her hand slipped into the overalls and squeezed my little boob. When I got back to school in the new year I was worried that Judy Preece, the bitch, might try to make trouble for me over my streak. In fact, both she and Marcus were almost in tears with apologies to me, and between them repaid the fifty pounds spot fine I told them the police had charged me, and a bit more. (Well, they owed me something, pair of bastards!) I also thought a lot about my encounter with PCs Gordon and Simmonds. I've just spoken to Terri on the phone. I told her I had some interesting information for her if she wanted to call round to my flat this evening; she seemed very keen. I have absolutely no idea what I'm going to tell her, but I'm sure I'll think of something! An Arresting Experience Ch. 02 It would appear that writing in the "second" person is not generally appreciated, I knew it wasn't the best way to tell a story, but tried it to be different. However, one nauseous critic, (He also skulks behind the anonymous tag,) said that no professional ever writes that way, Well if he thinks the authors who submit stories on Literotica are "professionals," he is sadly misled. Most Literotica authors are strictly amateurs, attempting to write titillating stories, and mainly succeeding. However, I accept the criticism, and in this follow up to the last story, I have attempted to change the format. I hope this is more acceptable to the majority. A couple of weeks after her brush with the law, Emma was having lunch with Robbie, when he broached the subject of her sex with the police officer. "Have you thought much about that incident since it happened?" he asked. "I have a little," Emma admitted, "I still can't believe it actually happened," "I have nightmares about it," Robbie said. "Do you, Why?" She asked. "I'm still ashamed of myself for standing by and letting you do it," he said glumly. Emma put her hand on his and smiled, "Don't beat yourself up over it Robbie, you could have done nothing to stop it, that policeman held all the aces, and he was determined not to pass the chance up, It didn't hurt me, in fact I probably enjoyed it, but I wouldn't want to go though it again." "Would you meet them again, like he asked?" Robbie persisted. "Would you like to meet them again?" she countered. "I think that if we met them again it would sort of exorcise the experience for me, and maybe let me sleep easy again," he said imploringly. Emma looked steadily at Robbie and saw the pain in his eyes, and she felt compassion for him. "Alright Robbie," she said, " We will meet them again, I will find the card that he gave me, and I will call him Later that day, after rummaging through her bag, Emma pulled out the policeman's card and taking her phone, punched in a contact number, It rang a couple of times then a mans voice answered. "Hi," Emma said, "is that Andy, the policeman?" "Yes it is," the voice confirmed. "This is Emma here, I am sure you remember me, You took me and my boyfriend to the police station the other week." "Yes, I remember very well," Andy said, this time guardedly. "I was wondering if my friend and I could meet you and the wpc for a drink," she continued, "you invited us to call you if you remember." "Yes, we can get together," he said a little hesitantly, "but I will have to make some arrangements first, and I will need to explain a few things to you as well, can we meet somewhere, say about eight o'clock this evening, just to have a quick drink and a chat?" "Yes, we can do that," Emma said, "We will see you in the lounge of the hotel on high street at eight o'clock." At precisely eight o'clock, Emma and Robbie entered the hotel lounge, and saw Andy stand up and wave, He beamed all over his face as they approached him. "Its good to see you again under much better conditions," he grinned as they sat down. Robbie went off to get some drinks and when he returned, Andy said, "My working partner is Kerri, the wpc you met the other week, The delicate part is that she is married, and I join her and her husband in a threesome on a regular basis." He paused to let what he had said sink in, but neither Emma or Robbie were shocked by his revelation, then he said, "We are looking for another couple to join us, could it be you?" Emma quickly realised that there would be three men and two women. "Mmmmmm," she mused, not too sure," she looked at Robbie and he had a half grin on his face, a sort of, "I'm game if you are look," so she said "Yes, why not, lets give it a go." Andy told Emma and Robbie that he had spoken to Kerri and she said it would be alright with them for Saturday evening at their house, so that being agreed, Andy gave them the address, said, "Be there by eight," and left. Saturday night arrived and Emma stood with Robbie outside the address that Andy had given them, which was the home of Kerri and her husband. A police car stood on the drive, and it was Andy who answered the door bell and let them in. They followed him into the living room and he introduced them to Kevin, who was a shortish man, plumpish but not fat and had receding hair, he looked a little older than he probably was, Kerri looked quite different in a dress, very blonde and quite pretty, she was about Emma's height but with a slighter figure, She smiled a lot and told her visitors how glad she was they were able to come. Kevin offered drinks and Emma chose wine while Robbie had a beer. The group passed the next hour just talking and laughing and getting to know each other and Emma and Robbie felt quite relaxed sharing a double seated sofa. Kevin and Kerri sat together, and Andy sat alone in a deep armchair. No mention was made of the previous encounter at the police station, and Emma assumed that they had not told Kevin about it. Kevin then whispered something to Kerri and she stood up and left the room saying she would only be a few minutes, Kevin poured some more drinks and the relaxed atmosphere continued, up to that point there had been nothing said or hinted, that suggested sexual relations were in the air. When Kerri came back into the room, she was wearing her policewoman's uniform. Emma's first thought was that she was going on duty, but that was quickly dispelled. Kevin put some music on his Hi Fi and Andy stood up, took Kerri's hand, and he and she began to dance in the middle of the room, He held her very tightly to his body as they moved around and slowly he began to undress her. Kevin whispered to Emma, "Andy likes to make love to Kerri in her uniform." Emma glanced at Robbie and he looked at her and took her hand and held it tight, not quite knowing what they were going to see, Kevin was on the edge of his seat almost in a trance as he watched his wife and Andy, who only had eyes for each other. Piece by piece they were both losing their clothing, The slow haunting music played and he released her bra and her small breasts were exposed, Kevin breathed hard as he witnessed Andy bend Kerri's back and lower her to the carpet. She lay on her back and Andy stood up and took off his pants and for the first time Emma saw his impressive cock, The first time she had felt it but had not seen it, she remembered. Kevin couldn't keep still and wriggled in his seat, Emma and Robbie moved as close to each other as they could and held hands tightly. Andy dropped to his knees, and drew down Kerri's panties until she was naked and everyone in the room was witness to the soft transparent hair surrounding her glistening slit. Andy leaned forward on his knees and kissed between Kerri's legs, she opened them wide and drew her knees up and from where Emma and Robbie sat, they watched Andy's cock push her hole open and enter her pussy. He began, slowly at first, then more rhythmically, to fuck Kerri. Kevin was beside himself, he lived every thrust of Andy's cock into his wife's cunt, Emma heard him whispering, "yes, harder, faster, more," and Andy fucked on and on , He seemed to have reserves of stamina, underneath him Kerri was in a frenzy her body rose and fell in line with Andy's thrusts and she clasped her legs around his back, pulling him into her, Emma and Robbie could see his cock working in and out of her hole and sprays of juice flew out of her every time he plunged into her cunt, her hips lifted him and herself off the floor, low moans came from her throat and her body twitched and trembled and all at once she let out a piercing yell and she reached orgasm. For a few seconds they were a writhing mass as he kept driving into her pussy, then suddenly he wrenched himself out of her body and lay on his back his hard cock pointing upwards, Andy had not reached his zenith, and this was what Kevin was waiting for. In concentrating on watching Kerri and Andy, neither Emma or Robbie had noticed that Kevin had stripped naked, and now he dived forward and took all of Andy's rock hard cock into his mouth. Emma and Robbie watched in amazement as Kevin slavered up and down Andy's dick licking all of his wife's cum from her lovers cock. It was Andy's turn to be animated now, While Kevin sucked Andy's cock he also played with his balls, and pushed a finger up his arsehole, This was too much for Andy he fucked Kevin's mouth as hard as he had fucked Kerri's pussy, but this time he didn't hold back his orgasm and ejaculated streams of cum down Kevin's throat. He gagged a little but he didn't let go his hold on Andy's cock, his head kept bobbing up and down and he swallowed every drop. Emma and Robbie were stunned by what they had seen, Emma could see Robbie had a raging hard on and she was quick to stroke it while watching a great performance by Andy and Kevin. Emma had forgotten Kerri in the excitement, until, still naked, she appeared at their side, taking each of them by the hand she led them to the bedroom. Emma glanced back and the two men were vigorously playing with each others cocks. In the bedroom Kerri asked them both if they had enjoyed what they had seen, "mmmm, yes," they both agreed and Kerri said, "There is plenty more to come, would you like to join us?" "Yes we would," Robbie said eagerly, and Kerri lay herself down on the bed. "Why don't you get undressed and join me, those two will be a while yet." Emma stood at the bottom of the bed and looked inquisitively at Kerri's nakedness, she stared back at Emma and deliberately opened her legs, then with her fingers, she held the lips of her pussy open, "Come on Emma," she urged. Almost frantically Emma stripped off her clothes, Robbie followed suit, but more slowly, He wanted to watch his girlfriend have first helping of Kerri's goodies. Finally Emma slipped out of her thong, then climbed on the bed to lay full length on Kerri's body, her legs apart and her pussy resting on Kerri's. Emma kissed her mouth, then she wrapped her bare legs around Emma's body gently squeezing her. Kerri's hand reached down and stroked Emma's bum, She raised herself up slightly and playfully flicked her nipples across Kerri's, then Emma slid down Kerri's body and kissed and licked her pussy, she moaned softly and opened her legs further and at the same time reached out her hand for Robbie and pulled him to her mouth. Emma opened Kerri's sex slit with her nose, breathing in the female vagina aroma's she loves, her tongue slid inside Kerri's pussy and she sucked her swollen clitoris filling her mouth, Kerri was getting wetter, and to Emma, tastier. While Robbie kissed Kerri's mouth, his hand played with her tits, and her hand grasped his cock, "I want to taste your cock," she loudly announced. Even though her husband was nearby, it was clear he was more interested in Andy than who was fucking his wife, so Robbie offered his cock to her mouth and she took it all in greedily. Emma's tongue was really exciting Kerri, and she lifted her ass from the bed to heave her pussy harder against Emma's mouth, urging her to take it all and drink her cum which was flowing freely. Emma's kneeling position meant her bum was in the air and suddenly she felt a thick finger in her own pussy, it felt good, and moved in and out of her hole, She waggled her bottom to encourage the finger to slide deeper, then the finger withdrew and was replaced by a live male cock, Emma felt it slide in with such force and pain that she lifted her head from Kerri's pussy to concentrate on the lovely feeling in her cunt. The owner of the cock giving Emma so much pleasure, gripped her hips and drove relentlessly into her yielding body, she loved the feel of the cock penetrating her, She felt sure that it was Andy fucking her, it was so fat and she thrilled to the tingles that the momentum of it driving in and out of her sex brought. Kerri wriggled out from under Emma's shaking body, and said, " Take me Robbie," and guided Robbie's cock deep into her wet and open pussy. They performed side by side on the bed, Emma on her hands and knees and Andy's big knob slamming in and out of her pussy, and Kerri, on her back legs wide apart, raised high in the air, with Robbie's cock crashing through the folds of her pussy lips and bouncing off her pubic bone. The two women could see the expressions on the face of each other as she was being fucked and getting ready for orgasms Kerri screamed out and she writhed and jerked in the bed, her cum flooded out of her in a torrent. Emma was shouting and bobbing up and down with Andy's rhythm, until he stiffened, locked up, then powered his cum far into her pussy. Emma fell forwards, Andy still wedged inside her, Kerri and Robbie had separated and lay apart. Instantly, another figure hit the bed, Three pairs of eyes opened to see Kevin between his wife's legs, and he slid his cock into her cum filled, and well fucked hole, Kerri lay limply on her back as Kevin fucked her pussy like a man possessed, and in only a few seconds he shot his cum into her, to mix with Robbie's of a few minutes earlier. Andy had pulled out of Emma's pussy and he sat back on his haunches, looking at all participants in admiration, " WOW!" he exclaimed, "That was some sex session," Emma certainly was thrilled herself, and realised she had thoroughly enjoyed another good fucking from Andy. Plus oral sex with Kerri. Robbie was overly pleased that he had sex with Kerri. Andy had fucked Kerri and Emma, and been sucked off by Kevin. Kerri had been fucked by Andy, Robbie and her husband, aside from thrills with Emma. And Kevin had sucked off Andy and fucked his own wife. "Yes," everyone murmured agreement, It had been some sex session. Kevin told Andy to go and get some drinks, he came back with them and relaxed to recover, all remaining naked. Emma and Robbie cuddled up and Andy sat with his arm round Kerri's neck and shoulder, his fingers playing with her nipples. Kevin stood nearby seemingly unconcerned at Andy caressing his wife's breasts. "We have to go now," said Emma and she and Robbie stood up to rescue their clothes from the bundle on the floor, The other three took pleasure in watching them dress. They said their goodbyes, and thanks for a great evening, and Andy escorted them to the door. "Give me a call Emma," He suggested as they walked to their car. On the way home they chatted about the exciting nights events. Emma told Robbie she enjoyed Andy inside her and he had felt very big. She asked Robbie if he now felt better about her sex with Andy. He said he was, and realised it had been sex for sex's sake. Both Emma and Robbie marvelled at how Kerri has sex with both men and the way that Andy and Kevin interact, and the relationship all three have. Robbie sounded a word of warning about seeing them again. " They might expect a lot more from us if we see them regularly." "What if Andy wants to fuck you Robbie?" Emma asked him with a laugh. Robbie turned a very pale shade of white. "That's what I mean," he shuddered.