Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Just A Cop's Cock: EP8

The girls, on their best behavior, tried to make Kathy feel welcome, but there was a sexual electricity in the air throughout the meal, a meal I hastened to end. My sisters knew I was about to make love with Kathy. I knew they both wished it was they who were going to spend the night with me.

"We better go," I finally announced to the good doctor as I stood up from the table.

"You haven't had your dessert yet," Rosie complained.

"The doctor has a lot of tests to run," I said, trying to sound serious.

"I'll give him some dessert," Kathy promised with a cute smile.

"I'll bet, probably some Irish cream for his coffee," Maria groused as I pulled Kathy from her seat and then lifted her into my arms.

"Don't, you're leg Johnnie!" Rosie screeched.

"Night girls," were my last words to my both exasperated and jealous sisters.

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It worked! Sometimes it does and sometimes it doesn't. But we had both known it would. Quickly we undressed each other the second I set her down on her feet at the edge of my king sized bed. We had no need of foreplay; the last ten days had provided all the foreplay we'd ever need. She was sopping wet when I lightly brushed a finger down her channel, her nether lips already engorged with blood and open. My cock was achingly hard and long. "Hurry," she urged as she fell backwards onto the bed, her palm clasped tightly around my blood filled shaft.

And then I was in her... surrounded by slippery pink flesh that struggled to open wide enough to welcome me. "More Johnnie... more," she groaned as I pulled back and then thrust deeply again, my plunging penis met eagerly by a pelvic push that lifted her hips six inches off the bed. "Please baby," she cried when my third push towards her center almost completely buried my cock.

"Hurry... hurry Johnnie," she demanded when my cockhead finally bottomed out against the end of her vaginal channel, then she simply started to grunt in pleasure as my prick pistoned urgently inside her.

After flipping her ankles up onto my shoulders I was able to somehow reach an even deeper place within her, a place I knew from her screaming, groaning almost animalistic noises, that no man but her father had ever reached before. Her cunt was spasm-ing in orgasm when my cock spat out its first hot stream of spewing lava. After emptying myself inside Kathy in a series of thick spurts, ejaculations that almost seemed sucked from my throbbing cock by the clenching, greedy muscles of her cunt, I finally fell back and off her.

"More," she demanded huskily, then leaned over and licked my dripping one-eyed cockhead, then hungrily drew the perfectly shaped bulb into her mouth as my penis jumped to attention. Seconds later she spat it out and then quickly sat astride my thighs and guided the saliva covered pole towards the gaping gash from which my first creamy outpouring still oozed.

Panamanian jockey might ride his only horse of the day, not caring if he killed the nag as long as it got to the finish line. I squeezed her firm, cone like breasts, pulled her nipples mercilessly as she bounced wildly atop me. All either of us were aware of were the jolts of pleasure that exploded up our sexual nerve ends and then through our

screaming in joy when we both finally orgasmed together. I hadn't been quiet either over the preceding minutes and as I lay on my back, my cock still hard and buried in the good doctor, I hoped my sisters had gone out to see movie or something and weren't kneeling with their ears to my bedroom door.

Think you're pretty good don't you?" Kathy asked as she looked down at

I teased as she slowly started to rise up and down on me.

it four more times before we finally fell asleep sweaty and sticky

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the aroma of freshly made coffee woke us. We were both naked, our bodies covered in a sticky film of

door as she tapped her fist more insistently against the door. "I have orange juice....

called, then leapt from the bed and hurried towards the door which she quickly threw open. "I could die for some coffee," she told my startled sister. "C'mon in, put the tray on the bedside table," she instructed, then hugged Rosie after the tray was

stammered, her eyes racing

breakfast... pretty please," she implored as she hugged my sister again. "Omelets

bride and me as we celebrate our first

more coffee... And my shy little eighteen year old sister

my even being aware of it, without them even speaking of it aloud, in some female ritual both incomprehensible and invisible

my sexy doctor whispered in my ear

course she is," I agreed as I pulled

she scurried down

and then immediately slipped her lips moistly over my cockhead and clamped them shut tightly around my shaft just behind the ridge that only days earlier had

too tired, I'm an invalid, still recovering." However the thickening and lengthening that was occurring due to her tongues lapping caresses soon belied my words. And she simply kept swallowing every expanding inch of my cock until she somehow

on mine. She had just mumbled out a garbled

teeth. "I'm already married," she said, then forced her lips onto

fell to my knees and pulled her red curl covered mound towards my lips and proceeded to finish my breakfast. I made her squeal in pleasure. Then pinned her against the shower door and proceeded to make love

in bed with only short timeouts for the shower that invariably turned into soap filled, slippery couplings. Rosie served us our meals in bed and always stayed while

that yes, she did accept my opinion that perhaps it was time to divorce her hubby. She also agreed to come back and give me some follow up tests the next weekend. In fact warned that me that my treatment might have to last quite a

"That long?"