Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Just A Cop's Cock: EP7

"No. I pretended to myself that I was normal, that I was over daddy, that I wanted a real man. Yeah right, so how come I always picked guys who were weak? Losers. I always picked men I knew couldn't satisfy me. Small men, not like you or daddy," she admitted as I raised my eyes and stared into hers. "Daddy's like you."

"He is?" I whispered.

"When he comes into a room every woman knows." "Knows what?"

"They know that he's a man. Know that he'll be better than whoever they're sleeping with now. They know he has a big cock. They react to him just like they do to you. They're scared of what he'll make them feel." "Do I scare you?" I asked.

"You scared me from the second I saw you in the emergency room," she answered, then continued her story, "Daddy married some woman six months after I left. Then he divorced her a year later. I came home for Easter when I was in fourth year, just weeks after his divorce. I hadn't seen him in over a year. I didn't get six feet past the front door before he grabbed me and threw me to the floor. Ripped my clothes off me." "He raped you?"

"Shit, I ripped the buttons on his shirt I was so hungry for him. We raped each other. We were like animals rolling around the living room, fucking and sucking and yelling and... oh Christ Johnnie we screwed non-stop for three days. I was hungry for him... for his maleness... his big cock. It was so good."

"Good? So you and your dad were ok after that? Got back together?"

"Yeah right," she answered almost contemptuously, "I went back to school and didn't talk to him for six months. Dad married and divorced a second time. Meanwhile I dated some more guys that couldn't in a thousand years ever replace him." "That's when you met the midget?"

"No, it was later. After I'd graduated and was working in the hospital. He was here... we dated... we each had something the other wanted." Seeing my quizzical look she went on, "He wanted a wife... respectability, I wanted to marry, to prove I was finished with daddy."

"But that's stupid."

"Of course it is. And he's gay."

"What? Your husband's queer?"

"He's never said anything... We've never talked about it. I don't even think he's ever acted on it. I mean he does try to sleep with me from time to time but it's hopeless. He knows. Having me has let him not have to face the truth. He's the successful doctor with the beautiful wife."

"Poor bastard," I mumbled.

"And I don't have to face the fact that the only man who has ever made me happy in bed is my father. That the only penis I've ever wanted-"

you mean," I threatened, moving forward so that my hard cock was trapped

dressing for the wedding. He came into the room... watched me for a minute as I stood blushing in my bra and panties. Then he slowly undid his belt... lowered his pants. Then he just pulled off my panties,

he walked me down the aisle I could feel his sperm oozing between my legs. His last words to me, whispered just before he delivered me to

"Sweet Jesus," I mumbled.

queer with a small dick and the only man I still want to sleep with is my dad. And maybe you," she added, looking deep into my eyes. "We're two real losers aren't we

we're not," I insisted as I pulled her naked body even

I held her in my arms, my cock hard against her stomach, I told her what had happened the night before... about how Rosie had

sleep with her too aren't you?" Kathy

"I can't," I protested.

will," she accused but there was no disapproval

"But-"

gave them a hard squeeze. "I want a hard fucking... a Johnnie Esposito big cock fucking... a daddy fucking," she hissed, then let my sack slip from her hands. "I want to know... know if there's someone else in the

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I promised, "This weekend... we'll make love

"Friday?"

dinner every Friday night... Rosie, Maria, me... Bring a

of clothes too?"

til Monday morning Doctor O'Malley," I

laughed when I

"I love you."

you're just a horny old cop who wants to take advantage of a poor married woman,"

poor married woman, an over sexed little daddy's girl is more like

a

Monday night to Friday evening

Rosie, Rosie who'd taken the week off from school with the blessings of the nuns at her school, all of whom had promised her they'd pray

I'd protested the

say?" she demanded, her meaning completely clear

Friday night to give me some tests. I invited her to