"There's nothing better than a man in uniform," I purred as I wrapped my arms around Charlie's neck. He gripped my hips roughly and ground his erection into me. "Mmm, is that a gun in your pocket or are you happy to see me, Chief?"
"Enough of this talking bullshit," he said as he kissed a trail from my ear down to my cleavage. He nipped and sucked at the swell of my tits a bit before he grabbed a handful of my shirt with both hands and ripped it open revealing a black lace bra. As he continued his assault on my tits, I reached behind my back and unzipped the skirt I was wearing and let it pool at my feet.
"Damn, woman. You trying to give an old man a heart attack?", he asked as he stepped back to look at what I was wearing. I stood before him in the black lace bra, the matching thong, and black fuck me heels.
"Why would I want to kill the cock that brings me such pleasure?", I asked as I started to unbutton his shirt. I placed a kiss after each button revealed a new piece of naked flesh. I dropped to my knees and licked my lips as I unbuckled his belt. I could see his stiff cock twitching in his pants at the anticipation of my hot little mouth wrapping around it. I looked up at him through my lashes as I unbuttoned his pants. I was slowly pulling down his zipper one notch at a time when he finally cracked.
"You are killing me here. Would you hurry the fuck up and get your damn lips wrapped around my cock?"
I loved making him break. I smirked and continued the slow decent of his zipper. He groaned in frustration. Once his zipper was finally down, his pants dropped to the floor and I was pleased to see he was going commando. Continuing my torture, I slowly licked his dick from base to tip, savoring the taste of the pre-cum that had seeped out of the head of his cock. Charlie tasted divine.
He'd finally had enough of my teasing. He grabbed my head and shoved his dick into my mouth. I loved it when I pushed him too far and he got rough. He thrust in and out of my mouth at a fast pace and gagged me a few times. As he continued to fuck my mouth, I ran one hand up his leg and cupped his sack while I moved the other hand around the back and started to finger his asshole. He moaned in pleasure.
"Do you like it when I fuck your mouth, you little slut?" I thrust my finger deep in his ass. "Oh yeah. Finger fuck my ass, you little cunt." I couldn't help but wonder what the fine citizens of Forks would say if they could hear their beloved Chief talk like this.
The throb between my legs was getting frustrating, so I decided it was time for Charlie to service me for a while. I removed my finger from his ass and pushed on his thighs, successfully popping his cock from my mouth.
Charlie was panting and looked like he was ready to kill someone. "Slow down there, cowboy. You will not be cumming in my mouth tonight." I stood up and started to sway my hips slowly. I ran my hands up and down my body, cupping my tits and twisting my nipples through my bra. I brought my hands around my back and unfastened my bra. I leaned forward and let the lacy garment drop down my arms and onto the floor.
I looked back at Charlie, and he was leaning against the dresser, slowly stroking his cock while I put on my little show for him. I ran my hands back down my body as I continued to sway my hips. Once I reached the elastic of my panties, I dipped inside and ran my fingers along my dripping wet pussy. Charlie let out a guttural moan as I removed my glistening fingers and sucked my juices off of them. I once again caressed my body as I worked my way back down to my panties. This time I grabbed the panties and shimmied them down my legs and stepped out of them.
Wearing only my heels, I laid back on the bed. I spread my legs and placed my feet on the bed, with my knees bent. I was wide open, and Charlie could see all of me. "Damn, you are dripping wet," he panted.
I moaned and pinched my nipple as I snaked my right hand down my body and started stroking my pussy lips. I thrust two fingers deep inside and started panting. I looked at Charlie, and saw that he had sped up his hand on his cock. It wouldn't be long before I had him right where I wanted him. I brought my left hand down to my clit and started rubbing it while I thrust in and out of my wet pussy.
"Charlie, do you like it when I stick my fingers deep in my hot, wet pussy?" He groaned in response. "If you don't like it, I can stop."
"Don't you dare stop finger fucking yourself, you dirty whore."
"I'd much rather have a nice, hard dick inside me instead of my fingers," I pouted. "Do you know where I could find one?"
Charlie growled and threw himself on the bed next to me. He pulled my fingers out of my pussy and brought them to my mouth. I gladly sucked them clean. "Do you like the way you taste?" My moans answered his question.
I couldn't stop the shiver of pleasure that ran throughout my body as he thrust three fingers inside me. He started a fast, rough pace as he continued where I had left off. "Are you ready for my big cock?"
"God, yes. Fuck me now!", I screamed.
I rolled my nipples between my fingers and pinched them as Charlie rolled on the condom. I was on the pill, but there was no way in hell I wanted to end up mommy to Bella's half-brother or half-sister. No fucking way!
I was pleasantly surprised the first time I saw Charlie's cock. I expected him to have a needle dick and that I would have to fake every sound and orgasm with him. Luckily the Chief was packing some major heat, and I didn't have to fake a damn thing.
I screamed in pleasure as he plunged his huge cock deep in my pussy. I never had to tell him harder or faster. He always jumped right in, pounding my pussy as fast and hard as I could take it. I raised my hips to meet every one of his trusts. I was quickly reaching the peak of my first orgasm of the night.
"Oh yeah, you little slut," he panted. "I want to feel you cum all over my cock." He threw my legs over his shoulders and plunged deeper. "Cum for me, you dirty whore." He emphasized each word with a hard thrust. My muscles clenched and I fell into the wonderful oblivion of orgasm, screaming my words of pleasure.
"That's one for you, and I'm nowhere near ready to stop," he sneered. I just rolled my eyes at him. He never lasted beyond my second orgasm.
"Roll over. I'm gonna fuck you like the dirty whore that you are." I turned onto my stomach and raised onto my hands and knees. Charlie gripped my hips tightly and shoved his cock back into me. He pushed my shoulders down so only my ass was raised off the bed. I couldn't stop the moans that escaped me as the new angle caused him to go deeper than before. His grip tightened on my hips, and he thrust faster and harder.
"Oh, God. Charlie, I'm..." I could barely breathe through the waves of pleasure coursing through my body. "I'm so...close...fuck me harder...NOW!" I screamed.
Charlie was pounding into me so hard and fast that his bed was slowly moving across the floor. He was grunting and growling, and I was certain he was close to cumming. A few more hard thrusts and I was once again cumming and screaming. After finally recovering from my second orgasm, I reached down to where he was sliding his cock in and out of my pussy. I wrapped my fingers around his balls and massaged them as he continued to fuck me hard.
"Charlie, I want to feel you come in me," I growled.
I threw my ass back to meet his thrusts a few more times before he finally found his release. He simply grunted as he came. Once he recovered from his orgasm he slapped my ass, pulled out of me, disposed of the condom, and quickly fell asleep. Screwing Charlie was great not only because the sex was good, but he didn't care for the bullshit post-coital cuddling. Our fucking was strictly business and we both knew it. Neither one of us wanted a relationship; great sex and orgasms were the key to our success.
Of course, Charlie had no clue that I also looked forward to the show as he slept. He talked in his sleep. The great thing about his talking was that you could hold an entire conversation with him and he wouldn't remember it the next day. I took advantage of his loose lips and learned every little secret he had stored away in that head of his. Being the chief of police meant that he was privy to loads of juicy information that I could use to my advantage.
Tonight I learned that the Cullens were having a family gathering for Carlisle's birthday at Cullen Manor tomorrow evening. I got an evil smirk as I thought of all the hell I could cause at that little soiree. I threw my clothes on and hurried home. I had lots to do in order to be ready for the party.
I spent the next day at the salon getting my hair done, a mani/pedi, and a fresh wax. I had the perfect little red dress that was strapless and fell just below my ass. It was tight across my tits with rhinestone accents, and flowed loosely the rest of the way to the hem. I completed the look with a pair of four inch silver stilettos with a rhinestone strap that wrapped around my legs all the way up to my calves. I looked like one hot bitch!
The party was starting at eight so I decided to be fashionably late. At exactly nine o'clock I stepped up to the massive door and rang the bell. The butler, Henderson, answered the door and looked very surprised to see me.
"Miss Tanya, we were not expecting you this evening," he stated in a matter-of-fact manner.
"No you weren't." I threw my coat at him and listened for sounds of other people.
"I'll return with Master Carlisle. Please wait here," he ordered.
Yeah, right. Like that was going to happen. This was my night to shine, so I fell in step behind Henderson and followed him to the doors to the conservatory. I took a deep breath as he opened the doors wide, revealing the Cullen family and my secret fuck buddy.
All eyes looked toward the door, and I couldn't help but smirk as the color drained from every face present and their faces went from happy to a mixture of panic, shock, and anger. This was going to be so much fun.
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