0 comments/ 48176 views/ 13 favorites The Shovel By: MormonChicks My own mother never minded telling me what an asshole I am. She always said I was an inconsiderate little bastard that cared for myself more than I could ever care about someone else "Just like his father." Mother told anyone that would listen. Fine with me. Dad and my mother had seven children and I was the fucked up one in the middle. Three older, three younger. The older three were sisters. My one brother was stuck into between the younger two girls. Dad hid out in church duties. He practically beat the Priesthood to death. Other people got to making fun of him, saying that Jesus may not be coming back, but Joseph Smith and Brother Brigham were sure back in my father. So, my little brother and I grew up surrounded by pussy, sisters or not, pussy is pussy. Someone was always squealing as a reaction to something that happened and all you ever would hear was about someone getting married or having a baby. Right in the middle of it all, mother thought we should have a dog. A really fucking stupid yellow lab is what we ended up with for a pet. Then mother took in another dog from her sister. I don't think those fucking kind of dogs ever die. I had a yellow lab and black lab and five sisters, plus my mother to piss me off on a daily basis. Now I can tell my story. I didn't get married right away and I didn't go on a church mission. The old man fed me all the church bullshit I ever wanted to hear. At work people understood me. None of them had a reason like me. It all worked out. Except for Macy. Macy was cute and worked within a hundred feet of me everyday. She was the only cunt there with a nice figure so I was always keeping on eye on her. When bent over she revealed the shape of a nice ass. Her boobs looked pretty good, but it was hard to tell for sure with the work shirt. I didn't know until later Macy was a nickname and never knew shit about her husband. Then for a couple of days Macy wasn't at work. I kind of missed her because she always had a smile for me. When she came back she broke into tears several times around the other women. With all the blubbering I figured her husband or parents died. Turns out it was just her husband divorcing her. I guess a Mormon marriage doesn't mean shit if the husband says it doesn't mean shit. We all got to talk while we worked and I could overhear enough to learn that she could not have kids and her husband wanted a wife that could give some to him. When the divorce was final I heard one of the women tell Macy that since Macy couldn't have kids and I hated them we should at least go out a couple of times. Macy instantly shot a look my was to see if I heard and blushed deep red. I had my own apartment, got to play video games whenever I wanted, looked at porn on the computer, and jacked off as often as necessary. I wasn't sure I needed that fucked up by some woman. I got to screw a neighbor girl in high school. I really liked it, but didn't want to have to put a lot of effort into it to go it again. I ended up doing her four times before she found a boy that would actually date her, Macy started being more friendly towards me. I deflected most of the new attention. All the women at work thought we would make a good couple. Finally I got cornered and Macy popped the question. "I was wondering why you don't ask me out?" "Never gave it any thought." "It's not because I can't have kids, is it?" "Oh, God no. I hate kids." "Let me tell you a little secret. Since I found out I can't have any, I hate kids, too." "That's good to hear. How do you feel about dogs?" "I guess I really don't like dogs either." "Perfect. It's a date. When do you want to go out?" "Why don't you come over after work. Bring you swim trunks. I got just about everything in the divorce, including the house. It has a pool." This sounded good. I started to think about pussy that wasn't on a computer screen. Maybe I appeared too anxious, but I had stopped by my place to grab my trunks and got to the address Macy gave me just as she was unlocking the door. "Whoa! Too early?" "No, I wasn't expecting to cook for someone. I had to stop by the grocery." I helped her in with the bags. "You didn't need to help me with those. Matter of fact from what I knew about you at work I expected you to watch while I made a couple of trips." I didn't feel insulted. Maybe she won't expect too much from me. "It's a couple of hours before I was going to cook. Why don't you change into your swim trunks in the hall bath and I'll freshen up and bit and put mine on in my room?" I folded my clothes up and left them on the back of the toilet. Then went to wait in the kitchen. It was about twenty minutes before Macy came into the room. She was wearing what I would call a mini-bikini. It was a patch of black material where her pussy would be and two tiny checkerboard pattern patches over the end of each tit. I realized I was staring and looked away. Macy giggled. I guess she assumed her suit met with my approval. I had no idea that this hot little body was what she was hiding under that work uniform. When I would glance back she was checking me out. She was making me hard in the front and there was no way she couldn't see that. "Well, let's hit the pool!" Macy invited. Needing to hide the boner I was in the water first. Rather than jumping in Macy came down the ladder. From my spot her ass was not covered at all as the string holding the patch to her mound was in her crack. The thin material did nothing to hide the outline of her chubby cunt lips as she backed down the steps. One hell of a first date. I had the feeling the trap was set and I didn't care. We splashed around in the water for what must have been an hour. Macy was all around me, rubbing every part of her body over me when she got the chance. My cock never went down, yet she pretended not to notice. "Let's get out for a while so we can talk." I followed her out of the pool, watching her ass cheeks move until we sat on chase lounges. "You can look at me. You don't have to keep stealing glances. It's fine ... really!" Macy was drying on a towel causing one nipple to be out of the suit. She probably knew it. I wasn't going to give her any warning. "You know my reason. What turned you away from kids?" "Oh, way too much girl talk about babies and someone's kid was always the subject of conversation. I had five sisters." "Did any of them ever get you to baby sit with their kids?" "Just once, and the word got around fast. My nephew was just learning to walk. A toddler, I guess you would say. Anyway, right after his mom left him with me I was distracted with my video game. The kid tripped on the rug and hit his head on the coffee table." "That's terrible." "Other than him screaming for the next two hours it worked out. When my sister came for him I knew she would be upset anyway, so I told her I wasn't paying attention and he fell down the stairs to the basement. She scooped him all motherly wise and took him to the hospital. There was nothing else wrong but the bump on his head. No one ever asked me to watch a kid again." "That so funny. I'll have to watch out for you." "How about you? Any little secrets?" "I feel a little embarrassed telling you this. I had bought my swimsuit, what there is of it, a couple of weeks ago and not tried in on. When you went to change I found out that I had way too much down there to wear the suit. So, I had to shave. I tried to save some of it right in the center, but it kept sticking out. So, now I am as bald as a little girl. Your turn." I was stunned. Aroused as hell, but stunned. "Sorry that I shocked you. This kind of the new me. My marriage didn't work out. My husband is the only man I've even known. I found you so interesting at work, yet everyone told me you were such a prick. Then you kept dodging my little hints. I decided to go for all of it at once." Macy stood up, untied the strings, then removed her swimsuit while standing direct facing me. Her tits looked like they would crowd a C-cup, but wouldn't fill out the D. He nipples were smallish and pink like little erasers with pink areola tightly around them. Her waist was trim. Her cunt lips were puffy. Her pussy was completely bald from the shave. She stepped over to me and took my hands to guide me to stand up. Then pulled down my swim trunks. My cock was bobbing near her face. She grabbed it in her hand and gave it a couple of tugs. Then went over and sat down. "I don't do blow jobs, unless you wanted to volunteer to do me first." The thought of getting a blow job had crossed my mind. Not that I would have lasted long. She sat so I could see inside her slit. It was wet like the girls on the internet. I went over to her trying to decide what to do. When I was about in the position I could have eaten her out she pulled me up between her legs. She gripped me just behind the head of my cock and guided me into her, We fucked with me on top until she had me get up so she could be on her knees on the lounge. From there I could stand and fuck her from behind, In about an hour I must have cum a half dozen times. Macy was way ahead of me. "That was fun. I did invite you over for dinner. I need to cook." Macy went into the kitchen and started on through to the half bath when she turned to come back. "You know what? You can clean up if you want. I'm going to cook nude. I don't care if cum runs out of me while I do it." I stayed naked and leaned against the counter to watch. Cum leaked from her right away and splattered on the floor." "I thought I could hold it better than that. I'll clench my pussy a little tighter." The flow did slow considerably, but little pearls of cum still made her split glisten. We ate dinner naked and returned to fucking each other after Macy put the dishes in the sink, She invited me to spend the night. We spent our nights together for the next two weeks. Then Macy suggested we get married. After just those two weeks we went to the court house and became husband and wife. After that first night when she talked about a blow job and me eating her out first, it didn't come up again for the longest time. We were just both ready to fuck and didn't see any reason to put off me pounding her into one of her orgasms where she came like a freight train. Time went by smoothly for us. Macy didn't mention having kids. She never mentioned her ex-husband. The only early glitch was that one of her neighbors a couple of doors down had a dog they would let out that barked incessantly. I was able to whack him with a shovel and bury him in our flower bed without anyone knowing. Quiet ensued. A couple of years went by. Everything was good. Macy kept her figure. We're still doing it almost every night. Bare backing it with no worry of pregnancy and no need to be taking the pills. Then the old couple next door got a yapper. One of those little flat nosed little cocksuckers. Macy loved the old couple and was still suspicious about what happened to the other little dog that vanished a few years back. I started to plan. I left the shovel out by the gate ... waiting for my chance. Several days later Macy had gone to the store. I saw the old couple next door leave. I made some noises by the fence and the yapper came out to yap at me. I slipped through the gate with the shovel. Whack ... whack, whack. I left the gate open so they old couple would think the yapper escaped. I could have just done that, but they would have looked until they found him again. Retreating to my own yard with the yapper in a bag I found a soft spot in the flower bed and started to dig. Victory! I replaced the flowers so you couldn't even tell I had been digging. I put the shovel back in the shed. Cleaning up in the bathroom I could hear the old couple calling for their pet. Looking in the mirror I put my thumb on my nose to mock the deceased animal. "Yap, yap, yap!" Two days later a policeman came to our door. I answered. "Sir, a neighbor had a dog come up missing. Did you know anything about that?" "No, I don't believe so. My wife helped them look for him." Macy had come to see who was at the door and heard the question. "Well, Sir, a neighbor behind the couple's yard thought they saw you digging in your yard about the time the dog came missing." "They must have gotten the wrong yard" "Do you mind if I look around in the corner back there?" He made a hand motion towards where I had buried the pest. Macy stepped away from me and more in front of the officer. She was wearing a T-shirt and a pair of jeans. I was puzzled as to what my wife was up to as she stood with her hands on her hips and taking a position to aim her tits in the cop's direction. The cop was as puzzled as I was. Macy took her T-shirt by the bottom hem and pulled it over her head and off to expose her nice tits in her bra. Then she calmly pulled her jeans down and off each leg, kicking them aside. I was confused. In all of our time together my wife had never given any hint she could show this behavior. She had the divorced husband. I had confessed to her about the girl I had nailed in High School. We were both second partners with no interest in changing that until now as she gave the cop a devilish look. It was for certain she knew I had killed the dog and buried the evidence. The cop was pretty sure of my guilt as well. Nothing was said. We all stood silent. I thought I was going to jail and probably Macy, too. Macy reached behind her back and unhooked the bra, letting it slip off her shoulders and onto the floor. Her tits stood out proudly, closer to the D-Cup now than ever. Her nipples poked out hard towards the man that was quickly becoming Officer Friendly. All that remained to be seen was if Macy was coming out of the panties. She hooked her thumbs into the waist band and slid her hands smoothly towards her knees. Then kicking the rolled up material off to the side. Officer Friendly was caught off guard by Macy's swelling bald little cunt. After our first night she made a routine of shaving her whole crotch smooth and soft. I could see some wetness in her slit and I am sure he could see it, too. After long seconds of Macy moving her body seductively at the cop he found his voice to speak. "You know I could arrest you for that?" "No you can't. I'm in the privacy of my own home. You can leave and take your chances that my husband may have buried something in our yard. Or, you can stay where you are and take advantage of what is available to you." "Macy! I finally got my voice to work. I don't want you screwing some stranger to save my ass." "Well, look who started the problem. You might want me to finish it. Wouldn't you want to see me take out the nice policeman's cock and end up with it shoved up my cunt?" I didn't answer. My heart was beating rapidly. "How about you, Cop Boy? Do you want to dig in the dirt or fuck me?" The officer was slightly younger than our age. No idea if he had a wife at home. I could tell that he probably didn't know the answer to that himself at the time. Looking at Macy, she just wasn't trying to safe my ass. She was wanting to go ahead and fuck him. Pretty much ruining the several years we had spent together. They stepped into the living room. The cop took off his uniform, laying each piece on the chair. With his back still to me my wife took his cock and moved it towards her mouth. After our years of not getting into oral sex I could hear her sucking on the end of his penis. The cop glanced at me as I moved into the room and stood slightly away and beside them. Macy had part of him in her mouth and pulled it out to speak to me. "What do you thing?. Are you learning anything?" I nodded. The guy's cock didn't seem to be much bigger than mine. I was relieved. But, my wife was just getting started on him. I watched him swell as she sucked him. She had been acting like she was trying to get him down her throat. Now it had gotten too big for that. Macy had sucked him to where he was at least two inches bigger than me and much bigger around. By then I was concerned. I hoped she could get him to cum without letting him fucking her. I worried about damages to her cunt. Even worse, if she liked the bigger cock, what would it do to us. God Damned Dog! "Uh, wait. You are going to make me cum in your mouth." "It's up to you. I'll see how much I can swallow. You can fuck me if you want. I wouldn't mind seeing how much of this monster I could get inside me." "Damn it, woman!" Thoughts were racing through my mind as I watched, "Get him to cum, aim it over your shoulder and he's out of here." Macy was giving me a look. It was obvious she was enjoying sucking his cock, but beyond that there was the understanding I was being punished. I was as hard as a rock. She looked at my bulge and smiled. The problem was solved when the cop hunched his dick towards her throat. The talk of Macy trying to get his cock inside her set him off. Macy later told me glob after of glob went down her throat. The cop fell back on the couch. Macy ended up sitting on the floor at his feet. The cop's prick was still half hard. Macy was on fire from the action. Both of us were worked up from what had just happened. I wanted to toss her on her back and fuck her right there. Macy had her eyes on something else. She moved up to sit next to the cop. She put a hand around his cock and it lurched about an inch at her. "Good. I see there is still some life in it. I was hoping you would want to shoot some cum in my married pussy." They didn't say anything else. Macy sucked the head a few times and pumped it into her mouth for a couple of minutes. The son of a bitch was hard again. I watched my wife lift her leg over his lap and settle down with the head right at her slit. It was for sure she was wet enough if she could handle the girth. With a quick reach down to guide him in her I watched my wife take in the head and a couple of inches of shaft. The cop was getting some of that married pussy she had promised him. I moved around to see. It looked like the last five or six inches weren't going to go inside her. Her cunt lips looked stretched enough to snap. With a heart sick realization I knew that she was handling the thickness and she would find a way to take the length. I didn't want her to take it all. By the time only a couple of inches were left to go inside her cunt lips were not a tight on his shaft. I was wondering if she could take an even fatter cock. Any thoughts of Macy retaining a tight pussy left my mind as the last bit of his manhood slipped into her open gash. My wife was fucking the monster cock and taking it all. I'd seen larger on the internet. It was big cock, but not really huge. Thank God for that. Except for some grunting, things were pretty quiet as the officer pounded away into my wife. Macy whimpered several times. From her body movements I knew she was cumming on his big dick. He said something and she raised up off him. The length of it was amazing coming out of her. It seemed like the head was never going to pop out. When it did my little bride laid on her back and spread wide. What was once a little shaved pussy now was slick with her own juices, gaping wide open waiting for his next onslaught. She helped him line it up. She took him balls deep on the first stroke. A little moan escaped her lips as he began to pumping hard into her depths. "Is that little married little cunt of yours ready to be filled with cop seed?" "Oh, yes, Baby. Give it to me. Fill me with your cum." I could have gone without her calling him baby, but the scene before me had me gripping my own cock. I wanted him to cum in her, but I wasn't sure I was ready for another man to do that. The Shovel Guy Feedback appreciated ***** In the winter months my landscaping business becomes a snow clearing service. I don’t actually do much of the work myself but I do man the phones, send the guys wherever they need to go and try to keep the customers happy. This winter we’ve only had three storms so far and business has been slow. Earlier this week we were due to get snow and the clients were all calling ahead of time to make sure they were on the schedule. The last two storms were at the weekend and nobody cares too much what time we show up if they don’t have to handle school runs and commuting. We juggled things around as best we could to try and keep everybody satisfied. We make sure the tough driveways with steep gradients are well taken care of ahead of the easier ones and generally offer assurance that we will eventually get to everybody. Sometimes it means going out twice. It also depends on the storm window and almost inevitably we’re starting before the snow has finished. This was one such occasion. The lady in question had called the office to make sure she was on our schedule. She needed to be out early in the morning. Her Mercedes rear wheel drive wasn’t good on snow and she really hoped we could help. One of my guys cleared her driveway at about 6am. The snow kept falling and at 8am she called again to ask if we could come back. In her thoughts there was no way she could get the car out on the two inches of loose powder that had fallen since we’d last been. She pointed out that the snow wasn’t going to stop any time soon. I noted her address and number and cast my mind back to summer. If I had the right recollection she was well worth my personal attention. Besides, all the crews were off and working, the phones were pretty quiet. I switched the telephone line over to the answer mode. There isn’t a plough on the truck I was taking so I grabbed two shovels and four bags of rock salt and headed out. I parked on the street, not wanting to compress the snow on her driveway. I rang the doorbell. A stunning brunette answered the door, dressed in pajamas. She was about 28 years old, about 5’7”, gorgeous blue eyes. Her hair was clipped to the top of her head. I could see the curves of her tits and the shadowy outline of her nipples clearly through the thin white top of her pajamas. A very shapely figure propped one foot on top of the other keeping one bare foot off the cold marble floor in the her foyer. This had the effect of accentuating the gorgeous curves between her waist and hips and especially when she switched feet. I started to explain who I was but she’d figured that out already “the shovel gives you away.” She had a gorgeous smile and a flirtatious twinkle in her eye. Wow! “I thought you’d wait ‘til the snow finished.” She added. I told her I could have but thought she needed to get out and on the road. “I made arrangements to stay home.” She responded. Now I wondered what all the fuss was about, if she’d told me that earlier I could have added her to the end of the list for the crew. I suggested that I could come back later. “How about a cup of coffee?” “Sure.” I accepted. She turned to walk inside and I followed. She had a superb ass, all in all a fantastic looking woman. I closed the door and followed her to the kitchen, she asked how I like my coffee and started pouring. She gestured me to sit down at the table. She asked how busy we were, she asked if I was the owner, she recalled seeing me a few times on the landscaping crew in summer. I removed my hat, and confirmed her suspicions. She said she thought it was me on the phone when she called in. Everybody else seemed to be a Mexican so she figured she’d got the right guy! When the small talk was over she came right out with it….”Would you like to hang out and fuck until the snow ends?” I nearly lost a mouthful of coffee but managed to maintain some composure. I put the cup down, stood and walked towards her with some dumb expression on my face. We kissed passionately, my cock began straining against her hip and she pushed back lifting her right leg around my left, opening herself and pulling me closer. She dragged me into her, she seemed very hungry for this and she felt very good in my arms. Eventually she broke our kiss, held on to my hand and led me to the bedroom, she quickly stripped off the pajamas and walked into the bathroom, the shower started and called to me “I’ll be in here if you care to join me.” I hurried out of three layers but by the time I got naked and entered the bathroom, she was already in the shower and steam was rising, I opened the door and stepped in. Her body was way more than the discreet promise her pajamas had revealed. She was utterly flawless in shape, form and proportion. Gentle curve met gentle curve of soft tan skin. The kiss began where we’d left off in the kitchen. The steaming cascade left us both with closed eyes and wandering hands. She pressed ‘pause’ (that’s a button right in the middle of my chest) and found two bars of soap, one she handed to me and we began to caress and wash each other sensuously yet vigorously. Her foot came up to the side step offering me access to her sex. I gladly accepted. I worked her tits and ass for a while, she lathered my hardening cock. My left hand came down to her very neatly trimmed pussy. It was easily entered with my middle finger as my palm flattened against her mound. As I massaged her clit the middle finger on my right hand slowly penetrated her back door. Her head dropped against my chest and she started sucking and nibbling my nipples, the hand on my cock barely moved now as her pelvis thrust forward and back against my fingers. I could feel her weaken as an orgasm ripped through her. I pinched her lightly between ass and pussy as she slowly came down. She quivered and relaxed weak kneed against the tiled wall. She looked up at me, grabbed my face between her hands and kissed me “thank-you, I needed that.” I was still somewhat dumbstruck so there was no great reply from me, just a simple “my pleasure” followed by some deep lip locking. Her hand drifted back to my cock and her head followed She licked and sucked as the water cascaded over us. She was very hungry for cock. She gazed up at me, paused, caught my eye and gave one deep long stroke that had my cock tickle the back of her throat. She held it there and I knew she could take more if she wanted to. Showing me that and slowly releasing my cock was enough for her. She administered a loud, wet slap on my butt as she stood and rotated away from me. She washed herself all over, shampooed and rinsed. One more kiss and we were stepping out. We took little time toweling each other off. I followed her lead and dropped a towel on the bathroom floor. She led me to the bed, she lay back and spread her legs, she looked at me, then at her mound, inviting me to eat what was an amazingly beautiful and delicious pussy. I ate her to an orgasm. The more I sucked the better she tasted and the more she flowed the more I swallowed. I sucked and licked her pussy, I pulled her lips into my mouth and sucked hard. I circled and sucked on her clit and hooked a finger deep inside her, pressing against it with the flat palm of my other hand. In minutes she was bucking and screaming through an earth shattering climax. My cock demanded it’s own piece of the action. She unwound from her second orgasm and invited me up to kiss her, she certainly had no hesitation in letting me know what she wanted, she sucked herself from my mouth and delighted in her own taste. She lingered on my lips and chin, sucking my tongue and swirling her own around it as I pulled her deeper into me. She urged me higher, my cock found it’s own angle as she opened her mouth to receive it, first sliding it across each nipple and watching it as she moved it around like a joy stick. She dipped her head to flick at it with her tongue, she planted long soft kisses on the head and sucked the pre-cum from my slit. She sucked the head in and flicked her tongue across and around it in alternatively fast and slow motion. She gazed into my eyes to judge my response to each move she made. She nibbled and kissed, licked along the shaft, sucked on each of my balls as she cupped my sack, finally she held my cock firmly against her cheek and pressed a finger against my ass. She directed me lower by tugging my cock away from her mouth. She held my head against her breasts making it absolutely clear that I was expected to linger and suckle her breasts and nipples. I did until her moans and movements had me slide further down. Her hand reached for my cock. She slid the head against her sex and I entered her tight wet sex slowly. She opened to me as I held myself above her, sinking slowly further inside with each tight, deliciously gripping stroke as my back bent forwards and my head dipped to suck and flick her nipples some more. I began fucking her harder, she grabbed on to my ass and pulled me in hard, she vocalized her demands that I fuck her hard and I did. I swear I almost saw a tear and decided against questioning it. I felt my own orgasm approaching. I stopped and pulled out. I hovered above her briefly and stared into those deep, lost eyes. She exclaimed her annoyance, pushed me onto my back, straddled me and sunk herself back onto my cock. All the way down. Our pubic bones were hard against one another, her juice trickled over my balls as a squelching, slow, deep fuck began. She leaned back and slammed down harder, feeling me rise up to meet her she cried out “fuck yes, cum inside me.” I thrust into her as she bottomed out on my shaft. I felt myself swelling, pumping as if ready to burst. She controlled how much she got and she wanted it all. She jerked forward and stared me in the eyes “will you eat me if I let you cum in me?”…… she had me at that point where I’d agree to anything. I nodded “yes” and she tightened around me and had me exploding a huge load inside her. She kept milking me, spasm after spasm shot threw me, my head spun, my body shook beyond me. Shot after shot, her perfectly timed contractions squeezing every drop at the perfect moment. I came hard and relaxed slowly. She watched me. Smiling as she enjoyed the changing expressions on my face. Slowly she leaned forward, she whispered to me “tell me when you’re ready”… I asked her to give me a few minutes…. to let me find the feeling again. She waited, kept herself tight around me and with the thought that a promise is a promise, I rolled us over together. My cock slipped out of her as I slid down the length of her body. No time for second thoughts, I clamped my mouth to her sex and started licking and sucking. It was all good. In moments she exclaimed her good feelings “sexy” was the word she used first, she writhed beneath me, “very fucking sexy.” My hands wandered up and cupped her breasts, I flicked her nipples between thumbs and index fingers. “Oh yeah, right there, so hot, fuck yeah.” I swallowed at just the right moments, when her breath was out, when she was ready to shriek as she inhaled, my sounds, her sounds, her feelings took her away and she enjoyed another delicious head tossing orgasm. As she came down I slowed my sucking and licking. I moved back to her face and we shared a delicious, wet, juice filled kiss. Our tongues danced, we both swallowed and licked. The storm was over, she thanked me and I thanked her. We told each other how good it had been. She asked if I’d be back. I told her what I still know to be true; it all depends on the weather. She knew what it meant. She left for the bathroom, this time closing the door. I shoveled the driveway, spread the rock salt and went back to the day. If we needed a feeling, we’d found it. If we needed peace, we’d shared it, however temporary it was. If we needed a final memory of us together, we’d created one so vivid and we’d confirmed the knowledge that it never was so good as it was with us. Sometimes we regret what didn’t work when so much of it did. It’s not always so simple to weigh the good versus the bad or to focus on the positive. I’ll keep shoveling until I figure it out. The Shovel It was out of my control anyway as I saw his ass cheeks clench and his balls draw up a bit. He lunged hard into her and held the entire shafted buried deep inside her. Macy rocked into him a couple of times and let out a loud gasp. The cop started little short jabs as I could tell his seed was filling my wife deeper than she had ever had sperm inside her before. In less than a minute he was done. He had dumped his load into that little married pussy they had talked about. He pulled out and stood up, reaching for his uniform shirt. Macy remained spread eagle. "Leave yourself open like that so I can see my cum run out of you while I dress. Then there will be enough for your husband to watch it run out of your stuffed little cunt after I have gone." Fully dressed he spoke to her. "I didn't find any evidence that your husband might have killed the old couple's dog. Of course, I might have to come back and check again in a couple of days." "That would be great." Macy grinned, her cunt still leaking sperm. "As you can see, I have nothing to hide," With him gone the sperm was still leaking from her like he said. Macy made no effort to get up. She was content enough to stay all flopped out like that for a long time. We sat and talked. "I can't believe you did that." "He was going to arrest you. I can't believe the size of his cock." "I can't believe you could take it all." "My idea was that a blowjob wasn't going to kill me. Then that damned thing kept coming more and more out of his pants." "I worried what kind of trouble you had gotten into when I saw the size." "I was afraid it was going to hurt me, but by then I knew I had to have it inside me. I was going to settle for just getting the head buried in me and working him enough to make him cum. So, who knew, huh? "Yes, Sweetheart. Who knew?" The cop was back the second day. He came to the door and Macy let him in. She hollered to me that he was there. I wasn't going to miss it. I wanted to see her do it again. She let me fuck her the night before and I could tell he definitely had her loosened up. "Let's go to the bedroom this time. It took me two hours to get the cum out of the couch." They undressed at went at it. Macy started out on top again. I sat to watch his length get buried up her snatch. No real struggle this time. Maybe two minutes and a couple of dozen strokes and he was all in. Married pussy looking to get filled with cop sperm. She seemed to catch him off guard. Before he had a chance to think of rolling her over she had coaxed the seed from his balls into her inviting pussy. "I guess I'm not going to stay as long as I thought. I'm still gathering evidence. I probably need to stop by again, maybe tomorrow." "Officer." Macy teased. "You can gather evidence when ever you want." Our sex life went on pretty much as before. Just now I had a wife fucking a cop. It got a little odd, even when the neighbors knew I was home that we had a cop car there a lot. Macy got a big kick out of fucking him in his police cruiser a few times. It got to where if they were going to fuck on a regular basis something needed to change. That's when we found out the guy had been divorced a couple of years. When asked why he never told us he said that we had never asked. He kept the rent up at his place until the lease expired while moving in with us in the mean time. Macy was thrilled. We told the neighbors we were renting him a spare bedroom in the basement. Our cop buddy moved in and Macy was sure to have one of us that would fuck her every day. At the start it was a competition. I had a wife that said she had cock in her almost as much as out of her. It was what she liked to call reverse LDS. The woman had two men instead of the man having multiple wives. It was easy to see by the constantly pleased look on Macy's face that it is probably the way it should be. Six years have passed and we still have a cop in the basement. Macy usually wakes up with which ever one of us fucked her last. Every now and then a cop may stop by to visit. I figured she had fucked a dozen cops, but Macy just told me that it probably more like thirty. Officer Friendly knows if she is going to fuck one of his buddies she wants him to be well endowed. She has never been disappointed and neither have they. As the saying in an old movie once went, "I can't even get arrested in this town." As long as I keep my shovel in the shed.