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Chocolate Dreams
by Lotuseater

Part Two


	"Ladies," Pat managed, after she regained
her composure, "I think we can work out a way I
can keep this out of tonight's blotter." The
twenty-eight year old deputy had been a
confirmed bisexual since being seduced by the
town's buxom librarian last year.  A striking
five-eight, she bore the graceful build of a
competitive athlete.

	"Yes, Officer," Anna and Vivienne
chorused guiltily.

	“Fine," the attractive deputy replied. She
unbuckled her belt.

	"First things first, you go and lock up that
front door, Missy," she directed Anna. The blonde
sat up in sudden surprise, then eagerly scurried to
comply.

	"Miz Wu, I'll need to take your statement
in the back room.  And bring that radio along with
you.  If you'd join us young lady?" Pat continued
as she unbuttoned her uniform.
	She slowly undressed as she walked along.
The two women gaped as her uniform blouse fell
to the floor, followed by her pants. When she
reached the counter, her brassiere floated down
exposing a magnificent pair of tanned tits.   She
was candy-colored all over, with wide aureoles
the size of quarters.  There were no tan lines.  As
the trio entered the back room, her damp panties
were the last to go.  Her bush was neatly trimmed
into a rectangular pattern.

	"Leave those fine things on," she huskily
directed the surprised Chinese woman, who had
begun to unzip her dress. "You, I want to see
naked," she said to Anna.
	The coed quickly did as she was told. She
pulled her tee shirt over her head, unclasped her
brassiere and slipped off her jeans and panties
 as quickly as she could. Deputy Smythe
appreciatively took in the sight of the silken skin,
with the pale outline of a thong bikini
complementing the golden tan.  She murmured
her satisfaction.

	"Now, let Deputy Pat show you the error
of your ways, ladies."   The tall auburn-haired
athletic beauty plugged in the bright yellow
portable stereo and turned it on.  A snappy
technobeat number came on, with an insistent
backbeat.

	"Anything you say, Officer," Vivienne
answered, as in a dream. Was this really
happening to her?

	"Now, Missy, I want you to lay some
garbage bags on the floor there in front of the
locker." Pat told Anna, one hand tweaking her left
nipple until it was rock-hard, the other working
busily between her legs.  Her foot rested on a
nearby folding chair, exposing her steaming pink
sex for her audience to appreciate.

	"You, there, Miz Wu, I want you to open
up that jug of chocolate sauce and that jar of
cherries there, hop to it!" The two busied
themselves while the deputy masturbated herself
to arousal. When they were done, Pat nodded her
approval.

	"Now, Anna, I want you on all fours on
those garbage bags. Viv, you straddle her
backside." They did as instructed.

	"Viv, hike up you dress so's that nice wet
pussy can rub up on that young ass. That's it, ride
that sweet young thing. Get it going good, now."
	The Chinese woman obeyed, hands
instinctively going to her own breasts as she sat
astride the girl. The silken dress, smeared with
frosting and ice-cream, slipped off her shoulders
and tits, exposing her distended nipples.   She
pulled and twisted and teased them to even more
hardness.  Anna began to moan softly, one hand
fingering her pert young breasts.   She felt her
arousal building in her fiery pussy.

	"That's it. Viv, bend down on her back.
Put your left hand on Missy's sweet tits.  I want
you rub her pussy with your right. You right
handed? That's fine."
	Vivienne couldn't believe the sensation.
Her blood-engorged nipples felt as though they
must burst, they were so hard. Her head swam as
her breasts rubbed against the silken skin of the
teenager's back. She scarcely knew what she was
doing as the fingers of her left hand deftly
tweaked the stiffening nipple of Anna's left breast,
while her right hand stroked her sexy wetness.
Anna felt the familiar stirrings of orgasm mounting
deep within her loins, while her tits burned with
desire. She inhaled sharply through clenched teeth
under the older woman's weight. The slipperiness
of the sticky dress aroused her strangely.

	Anna's right fingers roamed with a life of
their own, alternating between her own breast and
the back of Vivienne's talented hand.

	"You're doin' fine, gals," the deputy
continued. "Taste your fingers, now, Viv."
	The Chinese woman's eyes involuntarily
rolled back as she licked the girl's savory juices
from her hand. Anna's cunt began to spasm as she
felt the older woman's tits stabbing her back, while
her wet pussy sloppily rubbed her ass. She
moaned again, involuntary noises coming from
deep in her throat.
	"Kiss her, Viv. What are you waiting for,
girl?" Pat said in mock impatience.
	Vivienne hungrily searched for the
younger girl's mouth. Impulsively, she thrust her
hot tongue into an ear. With a little cry, Anna's
lithe body jerked convulsively as she climaxed
once, then twice. Vivienne continued rubbing
herself against the younger woman's body, cooing
softly to Anna. She, too, felt the stirrings in her
own pussy.

	"All right, lesson two." Pat said crisply.
"Missy, you're in that chair over there. Viv, on
your back. That's it, prop yourself up on your
elbows, just like that. Missy, I'm sure you'll find
something to do while you're watchin'," she
continued ironically.

	The dazed Chinese woman lay on her
back, wondering what was to come. The deputy,
now thoroughly wet, straddled Vivienne's face,
who greedily buried her tongue in the auburn bush
without waiting for instructions, lapping eagerly at
the drooling pussy before her. Pat gasped with
delight. Without a word, Vivienne licked and
lapped at the sloppy cunt, while Anna idly cupped
her breasts with both hands.   The two older
women drank in the sight of the young blonde
playing with her beautiful young body, as she took
in the sensuous scene before her.

	Watching and being watched, the young
girl was certainly getting more than she'd
bargained for that night!

	From her awkward squat (which lewdness
excited Anna all the more from her vantage point),
Pat moved off the Chinese woman's face.
	"Wait, I'm not finished," the Asian began.
	"Hush up, honey; nobody says you are."
Pat snapped in feigned severity. "Sweetie, get that
chocolate sauce over here," the beautiful deputy
ordered as she laid down facing Vivienne.
	Anna handed the container to Pat. She had
both hands rubbing her soaking wet pussy, as she
stared openly at the glorious spectacle before her.

	"Watch and learn, darlin'," Pat said,
pouring the sticky liquid over her crotch and
Vivienne's.
	She set the plastic jug down and dipped
both hands into the chocolate. Slowly,
deliberately, she moved her hands over the
recumbent woman's silk-shrouded body, covering
it in chocolate. Vivienne trembled with
excitement. Her eyes sought the deputy's green
ones, wide with wonder. When their bodies were
both covered with the sauce, Pat moved her groin
up against Vivienne's. They clasped hands and
ground their sexes together, slowly at first, then
more and more rapidly.
	"Yeah, that's it, baby. You feel that,
Sugar? You feel that?" Pat grunted as the first
waves of her orgasm washed over her. "Oh, shit,
yeah, that's it. Give it to me, you cunt. You're a
slut, ain'tcha? You're my little whore, aren't you?
Say it! Say it, you little bitch!" Pat clamped her
thighs together tightly, making the chocolate
squish and pop with the movement.

	Anna was in heaven.   "Fuck, oh fuck, oh
fuck,"  she unconsciously chanted to herself,
diddling her clit and squeezing one breast in time
to the pulsing music.  Her pussy spasmed
uncontrollably.  Was this really happening to her?

	Vivienne couldn't believe her ears as she
heard herself respond. "Uh! Unh! Unhh! Yes!
Yes! Oh,
yes, Pat, yes! Yes, yes! I'm your little bitch, I'm
your whore! Oh, God, I'm cumming! I'm
cuuuuuuuming! Oh! Oh! Ohhhhhh!"  Both pairs of
hips thrust into the air simultaneously.  In unison,
their thighs left the ground as explosive climaxes
reached them at the same instant. The two of them
came together, shuddering with ecstasy as girlcum
mingled with the chocolate sauce.  Waves of
pleasure washed over them for what seemed like
an eternity.

	Pat spoke after catching her breath.
"Now, baby, bring them cherries over here. No,
don't git up, Viv; we still ain't done yet, you hot
momma." She husked, one hand stroking the
Asian beauty's hair.  Anna rushed to obey.

	"Okay Missy, I want you to slip some of
those in here," Pat indicated Vivienne's pussy,
"here," her puckered asshole, "and here," her
mouth. Anna did, silently. Vivienne held the
young girl's eyes with her own in wanton lust as
the pretty blonde complied. She clamped her
rosebud lips over the teenager's fingers as they left
her pouting mouth. Anna noticed with excitement
that their hot kiss had smeared the older woman's
coral-hued lipstick. She only hoped that her own
face looked as hot!

	"Now me," smiled Pat seductively. The
cherries slipped in with a satisfying series of
"slurps" that aroused the young girl still more. She
squirmed again.

	"Your turn to get dirty, Girlie," said Pat
around a mouthful of cherry. "C'mere!" She held
out her open arms.
	With a squeal, Anna dropped into the
beautiful policewoman's muscular embrace. As
they caressed, she was thrilled to feel the
stickiness against her body. Vivienne moved to
rub her still-clothed body against Anna's back. The
sensation was indescribable. They kissed one
another in turn, sticky-sweet cherry juice and
chocolate and cum anointing faces, hair and
clothing. All three were moaning passionately,
writhing and rubbing each other with reckless
abandon.
	Gasping for breath, Vivienne broke her
embrace to kneel before Anna. She took the
teenager's right nipple into her mouth and sucked
for all she was worth. Anna felt cherry meat
and chocolate sauce on her breast, and clenched
her pussy reflexively.   She gasped as Vivienne
playfully nipped her nipple.  Shifting, Pat lay
before Anna's kneeling form. She shoved the
blonde's thighs apart impatiently, and transferred
the cherries one by one from her own pussy into
Anna's.
	 The young girl couldn't believe her eyes.
She threw her head back while Pat worked the
cherries in there, while the older woman's expert
tongue played arpeggios on her throbbing clit.
Now it was Vivienne's turn to pleasure herself
with her free hand while these two beautiful
women performed before her eyes, her mouth full
of teenage tit.

	"Ready, girls?" Pat breathed. The two
women ignored her, moaning as Vivienne took as
much of the blonde's breast into her mouth as she
could, while she fingered her own dripping snatch.
Anna's breath came in short, ragged gasps as she
diddled her own clit with one hand and massaged
her free breast with the other.

	"Now, Missy, you're really gonna see
something!" Pat exclaimed.
	As she spoke, she began pulling the
cherries from the teenager's quivering cunt, one
after another. Anna nearly fainted from the
sensation and the sight of Pat greedily devouring
each cum-drenched cherry in turn. As each
cherry emerged, she felt her orgasm building until
finally, unbelievably, she came all over Pat's eager
hand.   Sticky cherry juice mixed with girlcum ran
down Pat's chin.  Panting for breath, the
exhausted teenager collapsed backwards.
	As she did, Pat directed Vivienne to mount
the young blonde's face, so she could return the
favor. Pat took the opportunity to French-kiss the
beautiful Asian, again smearing sticky juices over
Vivienne's flushed face.    She straddled the
waiting girl, who prodded and probed with her hot
tongue until she located those warm cherries. The
Chinese woman moaned as each succulent globe
left her pulsing sex. Just as she felt she could stand
no more, she sensed Pat moving to her rear.  Dear
Lord, what on earth was she doing?

	The policewoman performed the same
operation on her asshole! She could contain
herself no longer. Pat was moaning, frigging
herself with her free hand while exploring
Vivienne's sensitive rectum. Anna contented
herself by doing the same. The three of them came
once more, shuddering to climax.


END

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