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Cop Shop (FF, prost, police)
by Belinda (policewomanbelinda@yahoo.com)
***
Rostered as watch house keeper on nightshift, Constable
Traci MARGARSON is alone inside the Sunbury Police
Station. Browsing through an old Ribald Magazine that she
found in a desk drawer, she is interrupted by a notorious
convicted prostitute - Angela PETTINGILL offering the
young policewoman a little Policewoman's Discount!
***
It was getting late. Rostered as watch house keeper on
the nightshift, Constable Traci MARGARSON 30084 found
herself all alone in the darkened, Sunbury Police
Station. Sitting back in her chair, she pushed her
paperwork to one side and uttered a soft, girlish sigh.
Her skin tingled beneath the flimsy, pale-blue fabric of
her tight-fitting, policewoman's blouse.
Claudia had been seconded to the Uniform Branch at
Sunbury after her graduation from the Police Training
Academy at Glen Waverley - the Sunbury Cop Shop had been
her Training Station and now, after successfully
completing her operational training, shed been finally
transferred officially, to the Uniform Branch... "MMMM,"
she sighed, toying with the collar of her issue blouse,
"I SHOULD BE OUT ON PATROL, TONIGHT!"
Slowly, the young Probationary policewoman ran the tip of
her finger along the dark-blue trim of her uniform
blouses collar lapel, "IN THE DIVVY VAN WITH CLAUDIA!"
she continued.
Closing her eyes, she could feel her nipples hardening
under the soft polyester-cotton of her issue blouse. The
flimsy, pale-blue fabric caressing them as she thought of
kissing her girlfriend as they sat together in the Divvy
Van. The young brunette policewoman groaned with
frustration.
Constable Claudia DELAHUNTEY 23165 was working the
Sunbury Divvy Van with another female police officer -
the blonde policewoman had only just transferred to the
Sunbury Uniform Branch from the Women Police Division at
Avondale Heights.
Almost immediately, Claudia and Jane had developed
something of a relationship. Lesbianism had always been
tolerated within the Victoria Police and the pair of
uniformed policewomen had managed to keep their feelings
for each other, hidden from the other police officers
with whom they worked at Sunbury.
"YOU DELICIOUS BITCH," the frustrated watch house keeper
sighed. Traci could almost taste Claudia's moist lips.
She paused. Reaching down, she opened the bottom drawer
of the watch house keeper's desk and retrieved a battered
copy of Ribald magazine - the desk drawer was fully of
old porno magazines.
"IT MIGHT'VE BEEN FUN WITH CLAUDIA, TONIGHT!" she told
herself, opening the magazine - Traci knew instinctively,
the page in he battered magazine that she wanted. Licking
her moist lips suggestively, she studied the faded
picture of a uniformed policewoman kissing a convicted
prostitute.
"I CAN ONLY GUESS," she thought to herself, "WHAT CLAUDIA
IS DOING WITH THAT NEW TRAINEE POLICE GIRL IN THE
DIVISIONAL VAN, TONIGHT!"
It had all started eighteen months previous. Whilst at
the Avondale Heights Women Police Division, Probationary
Constable Jane DELAHUNTEY had gained a kinky reputation -
the young blonde policewoman had been suspected of
moonlighting as a prostitute. She had been unofficially
reprimanded over an illicit relationship with a notorious
convicted prostitute and been forced to transfer out of
the Women Police Division. She had thus arrived at the
Sunbury Uniform Branch with a bit of a reputation.
Not long after her transfer to the Sunbury Police
Station, the blonde policewoman had caught Traci in the
shower - there had been no other female police officer
working and they had been all alone in the Female Change
rooms upstairs. Trainee Constable Traci MARGARSOON had
taken a liking to Claudia. Pausing, the blonde police
girl had turned to watch her brunette colleague in the
shower.
"YOU DO HAVE A BODY UNDER THAT UNIFORM!" Claudia had
whispered. Closing her eyes, Traci had offered a muffled
sigh - the young policewoman could almost feel the blonde
policewoman's tongue violating her vagina. Claudia had
joined her in the shower. It had been so SLUTTY! They had
been FLIRTING for most of their Afternoon Shift together.
"MMMM," the young brunette had whispered to her older
colleague, "I WANT YOU, CLAUDIA?"
She could feel Claudia's fingertips caressing her
trembling breasts - the warm water of the shower
cascading all over the blonde policewoman's uniform
blouse as she brazenly stepped into the shower cubicle
and joined the young trainee.
"OH, TRACI - YOU SEXY BITCH!" Claudia moaned - Traci
could almost taste the blonde policewoman's fragrant
pussy as she recalled their nocturnal GIRL FUCK in the
shower. She regained her senses. The crisp polyester-
cotton of her uniform blouse felt soft against her firm,
well-rounded breasts. Traci undid another of her uniform
blouses buttons - the young Probationary policewoman
could almost feel Claudia's moist tongue slipping between
her pussy-lips as she sat back in her watch house
keeper's chair.
Suddenly, she heard the front door of the police station
slide open - the moment was lost! Closing the old Ribald
magazine, she opened her eyes and peered through the
security window into reception.
"HELLO THERE?" called a familiar female voice - stepping
from the murky gloom, Angela PETTINGILL seemed to be
looking straight at the young policewoman as she walked
from the front door to the reception counter. Traci stood
up awkwardly. Although she did not realise it at the
time, the young Probationary policewoman reached down and
switched the automatic front doors to the Sunbury Cop
Shop off. She hesitated.
Watching Angela through the security screen - Angela
PETTINGILL was always getting into trouble with the
Officer in Charge of the Sunbury Uniform Branch for
making nocturnal visits to the Cop Shop.
"GOOD EVENING, MISS MARGARSON - ALL ALONE, TONIGHT?"
continued Angela, teasingly. She stood at the reception
counter and waited for the young Probationary policewoman
to come out of the watch house keeper's officer.
"OH," sighed Traci - she opened the door that led from
the watch house keeper's office, "IT'S YOU, ANGELA!"
The young policewoman paused in the doorway. Unaware
that, her seductively unbuttoned police-shirt offered
Angela a teasing glimpse of her cleavage, she smiled
wickedly at the prostitute.
"GOOD EVENING, POLICEWOMAN - ALL ALONE ON NIGHTSHIFT
AGAIN?" Angela replied. She had never GIRL FUCKED the
gorgeous GIRL COP! They had TONGUE-KISSED passionately at
an illicit NIGHTSHIFT BAR-B-QUE - the police radio had
brought their illicit KISS to a premature end however.
"MMMM," asked Claudia, folding her arms, "WHAT ARE YOU UP
TO, ANGELA?"
The young Probationary knew of Angela's kinky reputation.
A convicted prostitute, Angela PETTINGILL frequented the
Sunbury Police Station, offering the uniformed
policewoman of the Uniform Branch a little, illicit
Policewomen's Discount!
"CLAUDIA TOLD ME THAT YOU'D BE ALL ALONE, TONIGHT!"
Angela explained, leaning over the reception counter.
"SO, HERE I AM, CONSTABLE?"
"BUT," teased Traci, stepping forward, "WHAT IF IM NOT
INTERESTED IN WHAT YOU'RE OFFERING, ANGELA?"
Angela hesitated. She savoured the sweet fragrance of the
policewoman's seductive perfume - Traci's unbuttoned,
uniform blouse was too much temptation for the convicted
prostitute.
"YOU WANT IT, CONSTABLE!" she murmured, whispering to the
policewoman as she leaned further across the reception
counter that separated them. Pressing her moist lips to
the policewoman's shirt-covered breasts, she teased at
Claudia's hardening nipple through the uniform blouses
polyester-cotton, with the tip of her tongue.
"I CAN ALMOST TASTE YOU, TRACI!"
"OH," protested Traci, half-heartedly, "MY UNIFORM BLOUSE
- NO!"
"I WANT SOME POLICE GIRL PUSSY TONIGHT!" continued
Angela, smearing lipstick across the pale-blue fabric of
the policewoman's uniform blouse as she teased at Traci's
other nipple with the very tip of her tongue.
"PLEASE," the brunette policewoman gasped, closing her
eyes, "IM A POLICE OFFICER, ANGELA!"
Angela smiled to herself and carefully pulled the
policewoman's issue blouse out from where it had been
tucked into her uniform slacks.
"YOU SLUT!" the policewoman groaned.
Traci knew that it was WRONG! The Victoria Police had
always tolerated LESBIANISM amongst policewomen - Angela
PETTINGILL was a convicted prostitute and Policewomen's
Discount was quite TABOO.
"MMMM," whispered the prostitute, "UNIFORMED GIRL COPS
ARE SUCH KINKY SLUTS, TRACI!"
"IM SO DAMN RIPE FOR IT, TONIGHT!" the brunette police
girl confessed - Angela traced the arable contours of the
policewoman's shirt-covered breasts with the tip of her
moist tongue. She still remembered their passionate KISS
at the NIGHTSHIFT BAR-B-QUE - Traci had watched Angela
perform cunnilingus on another policewoman in the back of
a Divisional Van at the bar-b-que.
"CLAUDIA TOLD ME THAT YOU'D BE WANTING A PIECE OF THE
ACTION THIS EVENING!"
Angela sighed, caressing the soft polyester-cotton of
Claudia's uniform blouse as she teased at the
policewoman's nipples with her tongue - contrary to
regulations, Probationary Constable Traci MARGARSON 20084
wore no bra under her tight-fitting, issue blouse.
"OH, ANGELA!" the policewoman gasped - the lipstick now
smeared over her policewoman's blouse, contrasting with
the flimsy, pale-blue fabric. She uttered a soft sigh of
forbidden delight. She was being seduced by a prostitute
- it felt so SLUTTY!
Their lips met in a tender KISS! It was so surreal - shed
had a couple of drinks at the NIGHTSHIFT BAR-B-QUE and
had let the notorious convicted prostitute TONGUE-KISS
her in the empty Female Cells.
"YOU DELICIOUS BITCH, CONSTABLE!" Angela sighed,
whispering into the policewoman's ear as their moist lips
parted - it was well after midnight and the Divvy Van was
attending to a DOMESTIC within the Goonawarra Estate. The
nightshift DUTY OFFICER had been and there was nobody
about to disturb them. Like Angela, the young brunette
policewoman still remembered that nocturnal KISS at that
NIGHTSHIFT BAR-B-QUE!
Angela slipped her hands around the policewoman as their
lips met in another passionate KISS - the policewoman's
tongue slipped between the prostitutes trembling lips.
Their tongues entwined. The police station echoed with
the delightfully lewd sounds of illicit sex.
"OH, ANGELA!" the policewoman sighed, whispering to the
convicted prostitute as their moist lips parted again -
Claudia teased at Angela's earlobe with the tip of her
tongue. The small diamond pendant that Claudia wore,
glittered in the reflected glare from the fluorescent
lights above the reception counter.
"PLEASE!" Traci continued, barely able to speak. Leaning
further across the counter, Angela traced the outline of
the plastic nametag pinned to the front of the
policewoman's police-shirt with the tip of her tongue.
Traci hesitated. She stepped back from Angela and slowly
unbuttoned her uniform blouse - the young Probationary
policewoman knew that it was so WRONG! The convicted
prostitute had been BUSTED for SHOPLIFTING and Senior
Constable Claudia DELAHUNTEY 23165 had convinced the
Officer in Charge to issue Angela with an official
CAUTION in lieu of a Theft Charge - the notorious Angela
PETTINGILL had become a sort of unofficial GROUPIE to the
uniformed policewomen of the Sunbury COP SHOP.
"WE HAVE ALL NIGHT, POLICEWOMAN!" Angela murmured,
whispering into Traci's ear reassuringly. The prostitute
had spoken to Claudia earlier. And, the blonde
policewoman had invited her to FUCK the gorgeous watch
house keeper - Angela owed Claudia a favour.
"POLICEWOMEN ARE SUCH KINKY SLUTS, TRACI!"
Much to the chagrin of the Officer in Charge of the
Sunbury Police Station, the convicted prostitute
frequented the COP SHOP - Senior Sergeant Barry PRESTON
did not like a convicted prostitute offering pussy to his
policewoman.
"ANGELA," The young policewoman groaned. It was quite
late. And, they were all alone inside the Cop Shop.
"JUST THINKING ABOUT THAT KISS IN THE FEMALE CELLS, IS
MAKING ME ALL WET!" Angela confessed - the policewoman
pulled her unbuttoned police-shirt from where it had been
tucked into her uniform slacks and smiled. Opening her
unbuttoned uniform blouse, she revealed that she wore no
bra underneath.
"MMMM," Traci teased, licking her lips suggestively, "YOU
WANTED TO FUCK ME IN THE CELLS, THAT NIGHT?"
Angela sighed. Slowly she unbuttoned the white shirt she
wore. She wanted A PIECE OF THE ACTION!
Angela PETTINGILL could almost taste the policewoman's
fragrant pussy.
The prostitute leaned over the reception counter - she
could hear the police radio echoing through the watch
house keeper's office. The policewoman stepped forward,
slipping her hands under Angela's arms. Traci closed her
eyes as her mouth found Angela's moist lips once again -
the prostitute and the policewoman TONGUE-KISSED
tenderly.
The flimsy polyester-cotton of Traci's unbuttoned police-
shirt bushed against Angela's trembling skin, sending a
shiver of lusty anticipation through the sassy SHE-
CRIMINAL as their tongues entwined.
"I SHOULDN'T BE DOING THIS," the policewoman groaned,
whispering into Angela's ear as the prostitute teased at
her earlobe - Angela PETTINGILL stripped Traci of her
unbuttoned police-shirt. She paused for a moment. The
pale-blue polyester-cotton felt soft in her fingers and
she could still detect the faint aroma of the young
Probationary policewoman's perfume in the fabric.
"YOU'RE A CONVICTED PROSTITUTE, ANGELA!"
Tossing the policewoman's blouse to one side, Angela
lowered her head and gently teased at the policewoman's
hardening nipples with the tip of her moist tongue -
Traci leaned forward and offered a muffled sigh.
"AND," interrupted Angela, teasing the brunette
policewoman playfully, "YOU'RE A UNIFORMED POLICEWOMAN!"
The brunette policewoman raised her hand. Slowly she
caressed Angela's cheek with her fingertips and then ran
her fingers through the convicted prostitutes hair.
Angela pressed her lips to the policewoman's erect
nipples and teased it with her tongue.
"OH, ANGELA!" the policewoman gasped - Angela hesitated.
The small diamond pendant that Traci wore, glittered in
the reflected light - they were all alone in the foyer of
the Sunbury Police Station. The prostitutes tongue
lingered near the policewoman's other nipple.
"MMMM," she murmured, taking gentle hold of the
policewoman's hand, "A CONVICTED PROSTITUTE AND A
UNIFORMED POLICEWOMAN, TRACI - WHAT WOULD CHIEF
COMMISSIONER CHRISTINE NIXON SAY?"
She held the policewoman's hand for a moment. Opening her
mouth, she took Traci's fingers between her moist lips.
"YOU DELICIOUS BITCH, COPPER - YOU WANT IT BAD!" Angela
sighed. She ran her tongue along Traci's finger.
"ANGELA," sighed the policewoman confiding in the
prostitute. "YES, I DO, YOU DELICIOUS BITCH!"
Moments later, the convicted prostitute was sitting up on
the reception counter of the Sunbury Cop Shop - the
policewoman's fingertips caressed Angela's thighs as she
positioned herself between the prostitutes outstretched
legs. Angela offered the nubile policewoman her fragrant
pussy.
"MMMM," she murmured, whispering to the policewoman as
she brushed aside the collection of Neighbourhood Watch
pamphlets and issues of Police Life Magazine that seemed
to litter the counter, "YOU DO HAVE SUCH A DELICIOUS BODY
UNDER THAT UNIFORM, CONSTABLE MARGARSON!"
"THE BOSS HAS BANNED YOU FROM THE POLICE STATION,
ANGELA!" Traci replied - she felt so slutty in just her
uniform skirt, panties and regulation, dark-blue
pantyhose. Senior Sergeant Barry PRESTON 17900 had been
concerned with Angela PETTINGILL's continued presence at
the Sunbury Police Station - the Officer in Charge of the
Sunbury Cop Shop had decreed that, the convicted
prostitute and her kinky offers of Policewomen's Discount
were TABOO!
"IM STILL ON DUTY AND IN UNIFORM?" the policewoman
whispered, barely able to speak as Angela opened her
shapely legs for the police girl.
"IM GOING TO MAKE YOU CUM LIKE A WHORE, POLICEWOMAN!"
Angela replied. Kneeling, the policewoman lowered her
head between the prostitutes trembling thighs. Uttering a
muffled sigh, she teased at Angela's moist labia with the
tip of her tongue. The sassy Probationary policewoman was
now performing cunnilingus on the convicted prostitute.
"YOU SEXY BITCH, TRACI!" Angela sighed, arching her back
with exquisite ecstasy as she felt Traci's tongue slide
between her pussy-lips slowly,
"THAT'S IT, POLICEWOMAN - IM SO WET TONIGHT."
Her muffled voice seemed to echo through the darkened
confines of the police station foyer - the brunette
policewoman offered a soft, girlish sigh.
"YOUNG PROBATIONARY POLICEWOMEN ARE SUCH KINKY SLUTS!"
Traci pressed her mouth to the prostitute's pussy - the
policewoman's tongue teased at Angela's clitoris. Running
her fingers through Probationary Traci MARGARSON's hair,
the convicted prostitute forced her pussy against the
brunette policewoman's pretty face.
"ANGELA," The policewoman sighed. She teased at the
convicted prostitutes moist labia with her tongue.
Traci\s face was wet with Angela's fragrant cunni.
"YOU BITCH!" Angela groaned. She could barely pronounce
her words as the young police girl continued to tease at
her waiting clit. Closing her eyes, Angela began to move
her hips in unison with each movement of Traci's probing
tongue - she had so wanted to GIRL FUCK the young
policewoman in the vacant Female Cells at that Nightshift
Bar-B-Que.
"FUCK ME, POLICEWOMAN!" the prostitute exclaimed. Angela
PETTINGILL had been looking forward to this for over a
week - she had pleaded with Claudia to allow her a chance
to GIRL FUCK the brunette policewoman.
"YOU'RE SO WET!" Traci gasped. She snatched a hurried
breath, trying to regain her composure. Angela tightened
her grip on the policewoman, forcing Traci to perform
cunnilingus on her once again.
The policewoman needed little encouragement. It was said,
that Angela would tick the names of each policewoman shed
FUCKED at Sunbury, on an old copy of the Uniform Branch
roster that shed procured - Probationary Constable Traci
MARGARSON 30084 was the last name on that roster to be
ticked.
"WHAT A GOOD POLICESLUT YOU ARE, TRACI!"
They had TONGUE-KISSED contentedly, for about fifteen
minutes in the dubious privacy of the Female cells at the
rear of the Sunbury Police Station. Angela PETTINGILL had
wandered into the car-park of the Cop Shop and invited
herself to the impromptu NIGHTSHIFT BAR-B-QUE - the
convicted prostitute offering Traci MARGASON a little
Policewomen's Discount as they shared a can of drink
together.
"YES-YES-YES-YES!" Angela gasped - the policewoman's
tongue continued to explore her pussy as if she were the
STREET WHORE and not a uniformed policewoman. They'd been
interrupted! Senior Constable Helena NEYLAND 22069 had
been watching their surreptitious KISS on the CCTV
surveillance monitor in the watch house keeper's office.
Probationary Constable Claudia DELAHUNTEY 23165 had
become involved - Traci forced by circumstances to watch
Angela pleasure both policewomen as she kept an eye on
things in the watch house. Not long afterwards, their
perverted FUN had been interrupted by a call on the
police radio.
Angela gripped the top of the reception counter.
Snatching a hurried deep breath, she closed her eyes and
thrust her hips forward - the policewoman's tongue
continued to tease at the prostitute's clit.
"IM GOING TO ORGASM!" Angela confessed - she felt as if
her pussy as about to EXPLODE!
Deliciously lewd SLURPING noises seem to fill the foyer
of the Sunbury Police Station - Angela's passionate cries
of DELIGHT echoed throughout the COP SHOP.
"YOU BITCH, POLICEWOMAN!" the prostitute gasped - Angela
could barely speak as she felt the policewoman's
fingertips move slowly up her trembling thigh. She opened
her eyes and bit her lip.
Lying beside her on the watch house counter, Traci's
discarded uniform blouse confirmed that she was GIRL
FUCKING a uniformed policewoman - the flimsy, pale-blue
fabric of the Victoria Police blouse contrasting with the
darkened environs of the police station foyer.
"TRACI! TRACI! TRACI!" she exclaimed wildly, "YOU FUCKING
BITCH, POLICEWOMAN!"
It was not the first time that Angela had ORGASMED within
the Sunbury Police Station - the convicted prostitute had
pleasured female police officers within the Interview
Room and the Female Cells.
"IM GOING TO CUM!!"
Her desperate cry echoed through the darkened police
station. Shed been GIRL FUCKED on top of the Charge
Counter and inside the Ladies Toilets upstairs!
"YOU FUCKING BITCH, COPPER!" she groaned, staring
straight up at the ceiling above her.
Angela PETTINGILL had ORGASMED!
Lifting her head from between Angela's thighs, Traci
wrapped her arms about the prostitute's waist, holding
her in place on top of he reception counter as she tried
to regain her composure. Licking her moist lips, she
stared down at her own discarded police-shirt - the
crumpled Victoria Police blouse somewhat incongruous as
it lay on top of the watch house counter.
Her skin tingled with excitement. Her erect nipples
brushed against the prostitutes skin, sending a shiver of
excitement through both the Probationary policewoman and
Angela.
"YOU DELICIOUS BITCH, POLICEWOMAN!" the prostitute sighed
- she could still feel Traci's tongue violating her
vagina. It was all so SURREAL!
The policewoman's moist lips lingered close to the
prostitute's own nipples - perspiration dribbled down
between Angela's firm, well-rounded breasts as she slowly
gathered her wits about her.
"MMMM," the policewoman responded, teasing at the
prostitutes erect nipple with her tongue, "YOU'RE GETTING
OFF ON FUCKING A POLICEWOMAN, ANGELA - AREN'T YOU, GIRL?"
She pressed her putting lips to the nipple and gently
sucked at it, smearing a little of her lipstick on
Angela's flesh - Angela brushed the hair from her
forehead and using the palm of her left hand, she wiped
the perspiration from her face. The door that led into
the watch house keeper's office was still open, and the
convicted prostitute could hear the police radio as Traci
contentedly teased at her hard nipples.
"YOU WANT A PIECE OF THE ACTION TONIGHT?" she asked the
policewoman, teasingly. Lifting her head, Traci looked
into the convicted prostitutes seductive eyes. There was
a moment of silence. Smiling wickedly, the policewoman
moved closer to the prostitute and gently KISSED Angela
on the lips.
"TRACI, " murmured the sexy prostitute, "I'VE WANTED YOU
SO BAD, POLICEWOMAN!"
She teased at the policewoman's earlobe with her tongue
as she whispered into Traci's ear. "YOUR SEXY POLICE GIRL
BODY."
Traci sighed randily, slowly nodding her head in
agreement - she had been tempted by the convicted
prostitute kinky offer at that bar-b-que. Angela kissed
the brunette policewoman's cheek.
"THAT NIGHT IN THE FEMALE CELLS!" she continued. Traci
uttered a soft, girlish sigh.
"MMMM," the policewoman purred, "I REMEMBER, ANGELA!"
"YOU'RE NO POLICEWOMAN," Angela told the policewoman.
Glancing over Traci's shoulder, the convicted prostitute
looked at the large poster of the current MISS VICTORIA
POLICE on the wall. "YOU'RE A POLICEWHORE IN UNIFORM,
CONSTABLE MARGARSON!"
The policewoman kissed Angela on the cheek - Constable
Claudia DELAHUNTEY had suggested that she invite Angela
into the police station for a little Policewomen's
Discount when on nightshift. Rostered as watch house
keeper at the Sunbury Police Station, a policewoman could
enjoy some illicit FUN with the convicted prostitute in
relative privacy. Instinctively, Traci knew that shed
been SET UP by her girlfriend.
"WHEN YOU LET ME TASTE YOUR LIPS!" the policewoman
whispered. Closing her eyes, she could picture that
illicit KISS within the Female Cells - the convicted
prostitute and the young brunette policewoman. Traci had
realised that, Constable Claudia DELAHUNTEY 23165 had
arranged for Angela's nocturnal visit to the Sunbury COP
SHOP.
Traci stepped back. Without saying a word, she fumbled
with her belt buckle as the prostitute watched intently -
shed allowed Claudia to enjoy some illicit Policewomen's
Discount with Angela in the Female Cells. Tonight, it was
her turn.
"YOU DELICIOUS SLUT!" Angela PETTINGILL murmured, licking
her trembling lips in a most suggestive manner. Still an
inexperienced Probationary policewoman, Traci had been
unsure about a nocturnal GIRL FUCK with the notorious
convicted prostitute at that Nightshift Bar-B-Que -
lesbianism within the Victoria Police had always been
tolerated.
"YOU WONT NEED THAT UNIFORM, GIRL!" the prostitute added.
Smiling wickedly to herself, Traci undid her belt.
"I KNOW ANGELA," the police girl answered. Although, she
did not admit it, the thought of an illicit GIRL FUCK
with a prostitute was quite a TURN ON for the brunette
police officer. Policewomen's Discount whilst ON DUTY and
in uniform, was quite TABOO.
"MMMM, " she told the prostitute, unzipping her uniform
skirt, "IM NO POLICEWOMAN, TONIGHT!"
The uniform skirt slipped to the floor. The gusset of the
policewoman's regulation pantyhose was quite wet. Her
fragrant cunni-juice oozed from between her pussy-lips,
dribbling down the inside of her thigh.
"IM A POLICEWHORE IN UNIFORM!" the policewoman continued,
taking Angela by the hand - they would have more privacy
in the watch house keeper's office.
"COME WITH ME, YOU KINKY BITCH!"
Angela paused for a moment. She glanced down at the
discarded, policewoman's blouse on the counter and slowly
ran the tip of her tongue around the moist insides of her
mouth. The woven Victoria Police patch on the uniform
blouses shirtsleeve had caught her eye - her own
discarded clothing strewn about the reception counter of
the Sunbury Police Station seemed to highlight the
crumpled, uniform blouse as she looked down at it.
She turned to follow Traci into her watch house keeper's
office. The prostitute was now only vaguely aware of the
police radio. The policewoman offered her seat to the
convicted prostitute as she held the door open for
Angela.
"I KNOW, " the policewoman whispered, "THAT YOU SOMETIMES
VISIT THE OTHER POLICEWOMEN!"
"WHEN THEY'RE ON NIGHTSHIFT ALONE, THEY OCCASIONALLY CALL
ME, TRACI!" the prostitute answered - Traci hesitated.
Angela sat down. As the policewoman closed the door, the
convicted prostitute made herself comfortable in the
watch house keeper's chair.
"IT CAN BE A BIT LONELY AS WATCH HOUSE KEEPER IN THE
MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT!" the policewoman admitted.
Traci draped her uniform blouse over the watch house
keeper's desk. The prostitute took note of the old Ribald
Magazine lying with the Probationary policewoman's
paperwork - she said nothing however.
"IF I WERE TO TELEPHONE - WOULD YOU OFFER ME A LITTLE
POLICEWOMEN'S DISCOUNT TOO?" the young policewoman
enquired, tossing her uniform skirt onto the shelf above
the control panel.
"ANYTIME!" replied Angela - the policewoman sat back on
her watch house keeper's desk and offered the prostitute
her moist pussy.
"MMMM," the policewoman sighed, tearing open the gusset
of her issue pantyhose, "I'VE WANTED YOU, EVER SINCE THAT
KISS IN THE FEMALE CELLS, ANGELA!"
Closing her eyes, Probationary Constable Traci MARGARSON
groaned with delight as she felt the prostitutes tongue
slide effortlessly, between her moist pussy-lips.
It all seemed so SURREAL to the young policewoman - the
prostitute gently slid a finger into her vagina and
teased at her waiting clit. As she sat back on top of the
watch house keeper's desk, she could feel the prostitutes
tongue violating her moist pussy at last - Traci felt so
SLUTTY! Her uniform blouse lay beside her. Her discarded,
uniform skirt, tossed to one side, just out of her reach
- Angela had all but ripped the sodden pair of panties
that shed been wearing, from her.
"YOU'RE SO FUCKING WET - YOU DELICIOUS SLUT,
POLICEWOMAN!"
Claudia's regulation handbag lay nearby. A cup of cold
coffee and a copy of GIRLFRIEND Magazine had been left
beside the paperwork that Traci had been supposed to
finish.
"ANGELA!" the policewoman muttered - the convicted
prostitute was performing cunnilingus on a policewoman.
Claudia could not believe the pleasure that she was
experiencing as the SHE-CRIMINAL pressed her mouth to the
policewoman's moist pussy-lips.
"FUCK ME, ANGELA!!"
Shed watched the notorious Angela PETTINGILL seduce a
pair of uniformed policewomen in the Female Cells - the
cells at the Sunbury Police Station being monitored by
CCTV.
"OH, ANGELA - YOU KINKY BITCH!" she heard herself groan -
she no longer heard the police radio and was only just
aware that she was getting TONGUE-FUCKED in the watch
house keeper's office of s COP SHOP!
It was so SLUTTY! The prostitutes finger slid between
Traci's pussy-lips and twiddled her clit - the prostitute
snatched a hurried breath and licked at the pussy-juice
that now seemed to cover her face.
"MMMM," the brunette policewoman gasped, "THAT'S IT,
ANGELA!"
The policewoman clenched her fists - the ecstasy she was
experiencing, was almost unbearable. The policewoman was
not sure if it was the prostitutes tongue, or whether it
was the fact that, she was being TONGUE-FUCKED by a
convicted prostitute, that made it so KINKY!
The prostitute slid another finger into Traci's pussy -
the policewoman had witnessed the convicted prostitute
FINGER-FUCK both Constable Claudia DELAHUNTEY and Senior
Constable Helena NEYLAND simultaneously - Angela
pleasuring the pair of policewoman within the female
Cells.
"UNIFORMED POLICEWOMEN ARE SUCH SLUTS!" Angela murmured -
the policewoman opened her eyes and found herself staring
straight into the face of Chief Commissioner Christine
NIXON. Caressing the young policewoman's thighs with her
fingers, Angela teased at Traci's moist labia with the
very tip of her tongue. It was almost as if the smiling
CHIEF COMMISSIONER was watching them.
"OH-OH-OH-OH-OH-OH!" Traci gasped. The prostitutes tongue
slid between her pussy-lips and teased at her clit.
There was a Police Life Magazine poster of Chief
Commissioner Christine NIXON on the wall - the smiling
policewoman appearing to smile knowingly at young watch
house keeper.
"FUCK ME, ANGELA!" the young brunette policewoman
exclaimed. The watch house keeper's office seemed to echo
with the delightfully obscene sounds of SAPPHO SEX.
Raising her head slightly, Angela opened her mouth and
teased at the policewoman's belly-button with the tip of
her tongue - the prostitute found the whole idea of a
uniformed policewoman with a pierced navel, just such a
TURN ON!
"IM GOING TO CUM - ANGELA!" the policewoman gasped -
Traci was about to ORGASM!
Angela's tongue lingered close to the policewoman's belly
button as she continued to tease at Traci's clitoris with
he fingertips.
"OH," sighed Angela, running the tip of her tongue along
the policewoman's vulva, "I KNOW, COPPER!"
Leaning back on her watch house keeper's desk, the
brunette police girl rested on her elbows - her nubile
body shuddered. Unable to speak, she whimpered with
delight and thrust her hips forward, gently forcing her
pussy onto the prostitute's sexy face. She could almost
taste Angela's moist lips - the infamous KISS in the
Female Cells, the most erotic moment of her career with
the Victoria Police up until now.
"YOU DELICIOUS BITCH, POLICEWHORE!" whispered Angela,
slipping her tongue into the policewoman's vagina once
more.
Caressing the policewoman's thighs with her fingertips,
Angela forced her tongue deeper - the young policewoman's
body seemed to move in unison with the convicted
prostitutes tongue. Probationary Constable Traci
MARGARSON had wanted to ORGASM at the same time as Angela
- the SHE-CRIMINAL however, had taken great delight in
CUMMING as the slutty policewoman had performed
cunnilingus on her.
"ANGELA," the young policewoman squealed, "MY PUSSY IS ON
FIRE!" She closed her eyes and held her breath - she no
longer cared that she was still ON DUTY!
"OH, ANGELA!" the policewoman gasped - Traci could barely
pronounce her words as her squirming body convulsed in
forbidden ORGASM!
The darkened COP SHOP echoed with the young policewoman's
scream - smiling wickedly to herself, Angela PETTINGILL
wondered if Traci's ORGASM might've disturbed the convent
situated next-door to the Sunbury Police Station. For a
moment, she pondered what the Nuns might make of
Probationary Constable Traci MARGARSON's wild ORGASM!
THE END
POSTSCRIPT:
There was a moment of silence. Pausing for a moment,
Angela picked up Traci's uniform blouse - the convicted
prostitute quite liked the soft feel of the flimsy
polyester-cotton. Slowly, she wiped the cunni-juice from
her pussy with the uniform blouse. The policewoman
uttered a soft, girlish sigh - she could almost taste the
convicted prostitute.
"MY UNIFORM BLOUSE?" she murmured - Angela would force
Traci to wear the police-shirt for the rest of her shift
as watch house keeper. Watching the sexily-pouting
prostitute, Constable Traci MARGARSOON 30084 slowly
regained her composure as she lay across the watch house
keeper's desk.
It was reputed that Angela had GIRL FUCKED many of the
uniformed policewomen stationed at the Sunbury Cop Shop -
the young Probationary policewoman having been told by
Senior Constable Helena NEYLAND, that shed ticked the
names of the policewomen with whom the prostitute had
allegedly been intimate, on the Uniform Branch roster.
"THAT WAS," The policewoman sighed, caressing the soft
polyester-cotton of her disheveled, uniform blouse, with
her fingertips - Angela PETTINGILL hesitated, picking up
a pen from the pile of paperwork that lay beside the
policewoman on the watch house keeper's desk.
"WONDERFUL!" Traci confessed - her uniform blouse was wet
with the prostitutes pussy-juice.
"TRACI!" the prostitute murmured, slowly running the tip
of her moist tongue along the pen in a most erotic
manner, "YOU DELICIOUS SLUT."
Traci's uniform blouse was wet with Angela's fragrant
cunni-juice.
"POLICEWOMEN ARE SUCH KINKY SLUTS, CONSTABLE MARGARSON!"
The prostitute uttered a soft sigh. She turned and ticked
Traci's name on the roster in triumph...
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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