"Suck it," Tanner commanded.
She put her lips to him. He tasted of sweat. She sucked him into her mouth and fondled his balls. Now he grew hard, almost choking her. She let his prick escape her mouth and looked up at him.
"Do you want to come like this?" she said tiredly.
"No," he said. "Pull up your skirt and bend over the couch."
She pulled up her short skirt and bent down over the couch. Her head was hanging down. She felt his hands underneath her panties pulling them down. He lifted one leg and she kicked free of them.
His prick was pressing against her ass and she knew what he wanted; she knew it was going to hurt, but it wasn't the first time. She swung her arms around and braced herself as his prick pushed against her ass.
"I hope you're tight," he said. "I'm so horny for good ass I could bust my prick."
She felt him press, his prick sliding easily into her ass. He began to fuck her ass and she didn't complain. She said nothing as his prick went in and out of her ass, and felt little.
She hoped he had been right about being so horny. She had other chores to do. It almost amused her to think that she considered his fucking her another chore.
"Damn it!" he said. "Move your ass. I can't come with you acting like a dead log."
She tried, but the position was so uncomfortable. Tanner gave up. He took his prick out of her ass and took her by the hand, and walked her around the couch and positioned her on it.
"Maybe your cunt will be better," he said.
He dropped between her spread legs and drove his cock in. She couldn't help but feel its length, the way it touched her cunt walls, the driving force. It felt good. It had been so long.
He could feel that she was beginning to enjoy it. She tried to fight the feeling. Fucking him was something she had to do, but enjoying it was betrayal. It was doing her husband wrong. But she couldn't help herself. A soft moan escaped her throat.
"That's it, baby," Tanner said. "Now you're moving it. Now you're lifting your ass."
The fiery urgency grew in her until it was like a river that couldn't be dammed. She clutched him to her in a fierce passion and he laughed out loud. Tanner thought it was his wonderful prick. She knew he was complimenting himself, and she hated him for it. It wasn't his prick. It was simply being tired and having to do without.
She came so suddenly that it shocked him, but he wasn't far behind.
"Jesus!" he said. "Jesus, baby. Here I come. Here I come!"
And he flooded her insides with his cum. She lay there until he was finished and then she pushed him away. She pulled down her skirt.
"Are you finished?" she asked. "Can I get on with my chores?"
"Of course," Tanner smiled. "Do what you have to do."
CHAFFER TWELVE
Tanner whistled as he walked back out to his patrol car. He didn't feel as good as he was acting. He was still horny. The fucking was good and it had taken the edge off, but he still needed cunt.
He spent the rest of the morning driving around the town. There was no pussy to be found. He stopped to talk with Bo Simpson. Bo was also horny and agreed to ride with Tanner on a little scouting trip around the countryside. Somewhere there had to be some fresh, young pussy just waiting to be had.
It was Bo who had the idea just as they were leaving the city limits.
"Hey," he said. "I just remembered. Old man Parks is going out of town this week. He's leaving his wife and daughter there by themselves."
"Jane Parks," Tanner said, licking his lips. "She's the one who always wears those short skirts around the school."
"Yeah," Bo said. "The one with the big tits."
"Umm," Tanner said. "I bet she's got a tight little cunt."
"Let's find out," Bo said. There was hunger in his voice.
The Parks lived in a little frame house deep in the country. Tanner parked out front. He and Bo walked up to the door and tanner knocked.
Mrs. Parks opened the door. She was dressed in jeans and a man's shirt. She was in her late thirties, not as young as Tanner liked his pussy, but her body was still well-formed. He openly admired the outline of her tits under her shin.
"Yes," she said.
"My name's Chief Deputy Tanner," he said. "We've come to talk with your daughter."
"With Jane?" Mrs. Parks asked suspiciously. "What would you want with Jane?"
"I'm afraid she's in a little bit, of trouble," Tanner said.
"You come back when my husband's home," Mrs. Parks said.
She attempted to slam the door in Tanner's face. Bo caught the door with his foot and Tanner shoved his way forcefully into the room. Mrs. Parks attempted to kick Tanner, but he struck her hard across the face. She stepped back. He struck her again. His big hands caught in the front of her shirt and ripped it down the front. She was wearing no bra and her heavy tits fell free.
"No!" she screamed. "Oh, God! What are you doing?"
"I think you know," Tanner smiled. "After all, you did have one, kid."
She tried to run. Tanner tackled her in the middle of the living room. She scratched at him but he caught her arms, forcing them backwards. He took his belt and wrapped it around her wrists. He held one end of the belt while his other hand began to unzip her crotch.
"No!" she moaned. "Please. My daughter's upstairs. She could come down any minute."
"Good," Tanner grinned. "Bo can take care of her. Right now I'm going to have a little of your ass. Nothing I like better than a plump little farmer's wife's ass."
Her eyes half-closed as he stripped her jeans down her legs. Her panties were cheap white cotton. He ripped them away easily. She had a reddish pubic bush to go along with her flaming auburn hair.
"And I always thought she put something on her hair," Bo whispered.
Tanner grinned as his finger slipped inside of her dry cunt. He began to drive his finger in and out.
"Loosen up!" he demanded. "You're going to enjoy this. I promise you."
"No!" she screamed.
"Yes you are!" he repeated. "My cock is going to show you things that your husband never dreamed of. I bet he always just sticks it in and forgets about you. How about it?"
She spit in his face. It made him angry. He stood up from her. She lay on the floor looking up at him, naked except for her ripped blouse that hung about her shoulders. He still had the belt in his hands.
"I'm going to make you regret that," he said, wiping the spit away from his face with his sleeve. "I'm really going to make you regret that!"
"Pig!" she said.
Tanner smiled. "Bo, go upstairs and get the girl. We'll let the mother watch while her daughter loses her cherry. That ought to teach the bitch a lesson."
"You can't do that!" she pleaded.
"Of course he can," Bo said. He started up the stairs. "Just wait a minute. I'll show you what he can do."
Maria Parks waited in silence as she watched the huge black man walk up the stairs after her daughter. She had heard of Chief Deputy Tanner. What woman in the county hadn't? But, until now, she had marked the rumors down to gossip. Now that she knew the truth, it was too late.
She knew there was only one way to save her daughter. To do just what this man wanted. She tried to smile at him.
"You win," she said. "Don't hurt my daughter. I'll do anything you say."
"No deals," Tanner whispered. "You'll do what I say or you'll die. You and your daughter. Do you understand?"
She saw the deep lust in his eyes and she knew be meant what he said. He was thinking with his prick! Her husband was like that sometimes. When he got that gleam in his eye, there was nothing she could do but put out for him.
She and her daughter would have to give this man what he wanted or he would kill them both. She heard screaming upstairs and her daughter's voice. Then a man's curse. There was silence.