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Deputy Duffy
01-16-2007, 06:51 PM
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Hopefully you’ve read the first two “Deputy Duffy” stories. “Learning the Ropes” and “Puppy Heaven.” This would be the third. You may have seen this one around the Net as it seems to be the one people post around or “Borrow” as an example of my work. I don't mind, in fact, I’m flattered. I hope you like it too.

Beth and her Mom


Deputy Duffy

I am one of those lucky few who love their jobs. I work for the great State of Vermont, as a Deputy Sheriff. I spend most of my nights patrolling its sleepy highways and back-roads. I'm just 23-years-old and only got this job because my dad's the Sheriff. Most of the time there is not much to do, as I work the late shift. There are times however, when this can work to ones advantage. The following is an account of one such evening.

I set up shop (radar) one night on the main drag leading to the freeway. Things were slow as usual, a car here, a car there. (A night when the calmness of the evening settles over a person.) I was having trouble keeping my eyes open, when all of a sudden, a black Lincoln sped by, doing 60 in a 40mile per hour speed zone.

"What the hell," I thought, and off I went after it. I caught up to it a short ways down the road, just at the entrance ramp to the freeway. I called in the plate to headquarters. It came back clear so I decided to have a look. I approached the car carefully, because you never know what you're going to get out here. I tapped on the window, just as the driver rolled it down.

"License and registration!" I barked out in my best cop voice, my flashlight lighting up the interior of the dark car.

A concerned female voice echoed from the car. "Sorry sir, is there a problem?"

I lit up the face of the driver, my male libido, quickly registered the fact that she was an attractive middle-aged woman with long brown hair and nice full lips.

"Just going a little fast," I said, while trying not to be too excited.

I lit up her passenger with the light. "WOW," I quickly thought to myself. (Now I was excited.) Her passenger was a younger female, sporting dirty blond hair, puppy dog brown eyes and some killer looks. She squirmed under the light's attention.

"And who's this?" I said, now really trying to hide my excitement.

"My daughter Beth," the driver simply replied.

"Nice," I said to myself, as I made my way back to the cruiser. Everything checked out, so I wrote a simple speeding ticket. My mind was racing. It had been a slow night. Hell it had been a slow week. I knew what I should have done...but.... These women weren’t from around here. They had no idea…

"Damn! I have to get a better look at that dirty blonde," I said to myself, as I returned to their car.

"Could you step to the back of the car, both of you?" I announced.

After a bit of hesitation and the obligatory complaints, they both made their way out. I started interrogating them, asking them any question I could think of, just to get some more info.

The blonde (Beth), I was so interested in was 18. Her mom, Evelyn, was 39 and did most of the talking. She seemed to be annoyed with the whole day so far, and I'm sure I wasn't helping. It seems they were on their way home from a college visit. They were late because Beth had begged her mother to stay and watch a band that was playing that night. Evelyn said she was speeding because she was in a rush to get home. She had an early morning or something like that.

"Can I just check your bags and then you can be on your way?" I asked.

Mom's bag produced nothing out of the ordinary. Beth on the other hand was a little reluctant to hand hers over. I grabbed the small bag away and it didn't take me long to find out why. Inside of her cigarette pack I found three rolled joints.

"What have we here?" I announced, feeling like I just hit the lottery.

"They're not mine!" Beth screamed.

"Beth, Jesus!" her mom screamed.

"I'm afraid you're going to have to come with me!" I barked.

I spun Beth around and bound her hands together with my steel cuffs. Loud protests followed my order for her mom to turn around, so I was forced to use some muscle to cuff her. Both women now pleaded with me, as I led them to the back of the cruiser.

"Watch your head," was my only reply.

I called for a "hook" and made my way back to the station, my damsels in distress in the back. During the 10 minute ride back to the station, Beth's mom verbally berated her about the dangers of drugs, keeping her out late, flirting with the college boys, and so on.

I could only laugh to myself as I thought, "If she's mad now!"

Back at the station, I led the two women into the processing room, pausing only to wink at Big Al, who was working the front desk. He smiled, knowing what that meant.

Mom was still steamed, as I unlocked their handcuffs. "Listen, I want to call...."

"You haven't been charged yet," I interrupted her.


"You two will be searched for further contraband and if you behave then you might be free to leave. If you cause problems for me, then I will cause problems for you," I explained in my best police voice.

Beth and her mom talked it over.

"Well, let's get on with it, 'cause I want to get out of here," Beth's mom said. She seemed none to happy about it.

I guided them to the yellow line on the floor. "Stand on the line, feet 2 feet apart, lean forward, hands on the wall."

Mom quickly took her place, as she seemed to know what was coming, while Beth was a bit apprehensive, so I had to guide her into position. It was kind of funny, because she was almost a half-foot shorter than her mom, so she had to lean straight out just to reach the wall. I stood back for a second to enjoy the view. I was in no hurry.

Beth was dressed in tight blue jeans, and a little white blouse that was tied up to show off her tight midriff. I smiled, because leaned forward like she was, her tight pants hugged her tight little ass even more than before.

Mom was dressed more conservatively, wearing a simple summer dress, with colored flowers. (Hmmm…?) I decided to start with the older of the duo (to save the best for last).

Moving into place, I started to "pat her down" starting with her shoulders.

"You're going to do the search?" A nervous Beth shouted from my left.

"That's my job!" I said with a smile.

"Don't you...?"

"Quiet!" I interrupted her, while also knowing that she was going to ask for a female deputy. Silly girl.

"Beth, this was your doings, so just let him do his job and let's get the fuck out of here," Beth's mom scolded. (I guess she forgot that she was the one speeding.)

I continued my search, guiding my hands over her lower back, down over her nice full ass and down her leg. I continued up the other leg, this time I moved to her front side, running over her stomach, up to the bottom of her breasts. I felt her body tense up as I cupped both breasts in my hands, squeezing them several times.

"Searching or contraband," I explained, as she whimpered some protest.

Her body relaxed when I stood back.

I rubbed my hands together and announced, "Your turn, Beth."

Beth received the same "quick" pat down as her mother, although, I must admit it was a lot "harder" to stay in control, especially as I ran my hands over her tight ass, while checking her back pockets. I continued by slipping a hand inside the waistband of her blue jeans, and then like her mom, I also finished the pat down with several squeezes of her medium sized, firm breasts. I stood back and both of them turned around and looked relieved, as if they thought this search was over.

(Little did they know that this search was far from over.)

I excused myself, and locked up my gun-belt and turned off the processing rooms cameras. (I didn’t need the tape hanging around.)

Big Al just shook his head, "Time for them to pay up, eh?" He chuckled. "Man, I wish my dad was the sheriff."

I slapped him a high five on my way by. "Yes, I love my job."

"Can we go now?" Mom inquired, as soon as I reentered the processing room.

"Sorry, since this is a drug-related case, I'm afraid we aren't through yet!"

"Shit, I knew it mom!" Beth screamed. "This little pervert wants to see us naked."

(Boy did I, but really now, I was just doing my job.)

"I can see why you're going to college," I teased.

"Look sir, you can't do this," Beth's mom pleaded.

"I can...I'm the law...let's go.... STRIP!" I barked.

After several minutes of begging pleas from both woman, I stood my ground, telling them "Strip" or go to "State Prison."

(Honestly, we don't have a State Prison for Women, but what the fuck, I figured they didn't know that and I've told bigger lies to get women naked.)

"Hey, I have all weekend," I teased, remembering that Beth's mom was so rushed earlier. I started tapping my foot on the floor. They always hate that.

"Mom... What the...?" Beth begged, as her mother started to unbutton her summer dress.

"Let's just get this over with, maybe you'll learn your lesson when you're standing here with me, in the buff," Her mother scolded, and I cheered her on. I watched as her bra and panties quickly hit the floor, without me even asking, leaving her buck-naked.

"Back on the yellow line, hands against the wall," I ordered, but only after I checked out her nice 39-year-old figure. I estimated her to be about 5'7", 130 pounds, with surprisingly nice full tits. (They didn’t feel that big.) I loved her large brown nipples. When she was back against the wall, I noticed her ass was also hanging in there.

I shifted my eyes. "Well, Beth, I'm waiting," I said, as I tapped my foot. (And boy was I. I’d seen the older version, now I wanted to see what the younger version. It hit me: My first family strip search.)

"Please, don't do this, at least take me to a different room."

"Get out of them duds, Missy Pot-Smoker," her mother hissed, and I laughed inside, thanking her for her help.

Behind a stream of tears, false or for her mom's benefit, Beth's clothes slowly came off. She kicked her shoes off and then wrestled with her tight jeans, finally handing them to me. I place them on the table behind me, right next to her mom's things. Beth was now standing in her small white cotton panties and a half-shirt, seemingly pondering her next move. I snapped my fingers, as more tears rolled down her face. With a sniffle, she rolled her panties down and handed them over.

("Wow," I thought. "She saved her tits for last.")

I pointed to her top. "Let's go, everything off." (I love that line.)

I stood in front of her, as she slowly, all most teasingly, untied her shirt and unbuttoned the last button, before sliding it off her shoulders, thus removing her last piece of clothing because she didn't wear a bra. Something I already knew. Beth, now totally naked, seemed to be fighting with her composer even more now. She used her hands to cover her crotch, as I soaked in her beauty. Brother, was she beautiful. By my guess she stood just over five feet tall, maybe 100 pounds. She sported perfect, perky, round breasts, adorned by hard, brownish, nipples, which looked like they could break glass.

Beth turned and started to assume the position, next to her mom.

"Beth," I gasped, clearing my throat. She froze. Her mom’s head snapped back in surprise. (Funny that they always forget about the “Search” part of a strip search.)

"I need you on the table, over here." I pointed to the large steel table behind me that held my prisoner's discarded clothing. I fully excepted more cries of protest, but much to my surprise, head down; Beth proceeded over and sat up on the table.

I had a different position in mind. "On all fours," I managed.

"Oh, my, god!" Beth cried, as she flipped over and propped up. Then it was my time to use that line.

"You're a professional." I had to remind myself several times, as I took in the spectacular view before me. This girl's ass could kill an older man. It was tight and perfectly heart shaped. Her skin so perfectly tanned it glowed. When I spread her legs apart, I quickly noticed that her beautiful pussy and anus were completely free of pubic hair, much to my eye's delight.

"Now Beth, this will all be over shortly, just relax," I managed, as I rested my hands on top of her naked ass. "Since you were found in possession of illegal drugs, I must perform a cavity search."

"I know, I know," Beth sobbed.

"Been through this before?" I asked in surprise.

"No, no." she sobbed. "My dad's a prison guard."

She told me who he was and where he worked. I cleared some things up but I didn't know him and he worked in another state so I didn't care. She was still getting searched.

"Can I go now?"

I ran my hands over her ass-cheeks. "Not if your daddy was the Governor himself."

With her mom standing naked behind me, I spread her ass cheeks with one hand. I gathered all my nerve and gently separated her puffy outer labia with my fingertips. I bent over to inspect her. My nose was only inches away! I smelled the distinct aroma of her musky, vaginal juices. Her inner surfaces were a light pink and moistly delicate to my touch. I took my fingertips and cautiously spread the uppermost part of her labia open a little wider. I ran my finger back and forth over her pinkish interior. She seemed so incredibly wet and seemingly getting wetter as I touched her. I figured that she was turned on by my close examination, but also trying to remain in control of her reactions as she was silent. I know I was become aroused, professional or not.

"Fine...that's good...just relax, please," I mumbled, but it was more for my benefit.

I reached for a latex examination glove from the draw under the table, noticing her beautiful brown eyes, following me over her shoulder. I slipped the glove on my right hand and watched her look apprehensively at me, while she also unconsciously started wetting her lips a bit...nervous energy again.

"Was she anticipating the intimate penetration of her pussy that was about to take place?" I thought while I was doing this. I picked up the KY Jelly and squeezed it on the fingered glove, although I really didn't need it.

"Beth, I need your permission, before I can go any further. I need to check you out internally." I said as professionally as I could, (wondering how much daddy told her.)

Beth hesitated for a moment, looking at me with those brown eyes. I stood there holding up my glove-covered hand.

"My pussy, right?"

Quivering when she said "pussy", I nodded.

"You have my permission," she finally said, in a wavering voice.

She watched me over her shoulder as I looked back down at her pussy. (The sight that lay before me was the sexiest thing I had ever seen!) I moved her thighs a little further apart, before I reached out with my hand and began stroking the surfaces of each of her unblemished pussy lips. I was admiring there smooth, elastic texture as I spread on the lubricant. I pulled each one out, into a soft fan, like she was modeling for a porno magazine. She had positively the most exquisite pussy I had ever seen. It was time to feel what her vagina was like inside. Again I told her to "relax" or was I telling myself. I slipped my right index finger, ever so gently, into her very moist pussy. Slowly at first, I moved my finger in and out of her, pausing a second to let her get used to the feeling, before a second finger joined the first one. I quickly increased the pressure and speed of my probing. Beth's backside was squirming back and forth, like a dog wagging its tail. Which turned me on even more.

Satisfied that she was free of contraband, and thinking that she was enjoying this a little too much. I parted her tight ass cheeks with both hands and watched as her pink little bunghole came into view. I lowered my hands down her firm ass cheeks and put my thumbs on her outer labia. I slowly drew them apart and watched her vagina gape open, amazed at how her vagina had opened up so much. This 18-year-old was no virgin, I surmised. Beth cleared her throat and I knew it was time to move on.

"Please lower your shoulders to the table," I whispered, as I applied some more lubricant.

"Please, not there."

"Yes, there," I said, a little surprised that she knew what was coming.

She dropped to the table, but looked concerned. I reached in and slowly introduced my finger into her winking asshole. I was surprised that Beth didn't protest more, but instead she let out a long "Ooooooooooooh."

It was so incredibly tight that it gripped my finger like crazy. I couldn't withstand her open invitation any longer. I put my other finger into her waiting vagina and probed it as well. Slowly I moved each finger in and out, for what was probably a couple of minutes. Beth was moaning and groaning away, while I was lost in my own ecstasy, only to be snapped out of it, by my cavity filled prisoner's mom tapping me on the shoulder.

"Find anything?" she huffed.

I turned around quickly, grabbing the older woman by a wrist, twisting it behind her back, and then I aggressively pushed her down on the table.

"Who said you could move!" I barked.

(I was a little upset with her for moving from the line, and also a little embarrassed that I forgot that she was there, while I was inspecting her luscious daughter's privates.)

"I just thought that since you had your fun, maybe we could go now!" she cried out.

"But I'm not through yet," I growled into her ear, while grinding my pelvis into her backside.

"Please, I'm married," she mumbled. (I guess she could feel my hardon.)

"Up we go," I barked, (like I gave a fuck.)

I lifted her up on the table, which also held her daughter, who was surprisingly still in position. I spun her around on her back, her legs dangling off the side of the table.

"Hands behind your head," I barked and she followed.

I was now holding her down, my hand placed between her ample breasts, trying to regain control of the situation, while trying to catch my breath.

"Don't move," I said and then I quickly changed gloves, snapping the new one into place, as Beth's mom's eyes widened.

"Why search me?" She pleaded.

Beth snickered and dropped down onto the table.

"Like I asked Beth, I need your permission before I can go any further. I need to check you out internally, too."

She didn't answer me for several seconds and then she just nodded.

"I need to hear you say it...say it out loud." I said, still a little mad at her.

"Yes," she mumbled.

"Yes, what?" I asked several times.

"Yes, you can search my private parts, just please make it quick," she finally answered.

Satisfied, I proceeded. "Oh god," was all she could muster, as I grabbed her feet, bringing them together, while spreading her knees apart. Beth scooted up and was now sitting up on the edge of the table, her brown eyes, surprisingly still watching my every move.

I quickly thrust a finger into her mom's neatly trimmed pussy. Surprisingly my quick actions, drew no reactions from its owner. I guess her pussy was already moist at this point. She flashed me a "big deal look" as a second finger joined the first. I continued my two-finger probe, thrusting almost violently, definitely obscenely, in and out of her increasingly wet pussy.

"Find anything?" She teased, and she had to know I wasn't looking for anything at this point. (And maybe her husband was hung like a horse.)

"Turn over," I barked. After I got no response to my command, I helped the older woman into position. It was similar to the position her daughter had assumed earlier, except I moved her knees closer to her chest and forced her shoulders to the table. Now in position, her ample backside was just hanging off the edge of the table. I grabbed for the lubrication tube, but was beat to the punch by Beth, who playfully handed the tube to me, while flashing me a sly smile!

"What the fuck is going on with her?" I thought to myself. "While watching me finger her mom, was Beth starting to get turned on, or was she trying to turn me on? Is this the same girl who called ME a fucking pervert?"

"She made me go to her doctor," Beth said, probably reading my quizzical look.


"Yeah, she has a male doctor, and he made me strip to the skin, just like you did. After he played with my breasts, he put his fingers in me, just like you did, even in my butt, of course he didn't do it as long as you did."

"Beth!" Her mom snapped.

"But you know what the worst part was?"

I just shrugged my shoulders.

"He did it all in front of my mom, who wouldn't leave the room."

Beth's mom moaned, "He's a good doctor, but...."

I put a dab of gel on my fingers. Beth smiled. “And now I have that to look forward to every year.”

"Oh," I moaned, with a chuckle, finally getting it. (She wanted some payback.)

I patted her mom on the ass. "Well, then you should be used to this." I rubbed some of the gel over her mom's asshole. Beth slipped off the table and was now standing by my side, purring.

"Boy, I'm glad I locked up my gun-belt, in my desk now." Which believe me was just one of the things running through my mind. I knew I should have been more careful and it wasn't right, but I let Beth run with the ball, sort of speak. I rested my finger on her mom's asshole for a second, so she knew it was coming before slowly making my way in. Twisting my finger, using a screwing like motion.

"Please sir," Beth's mom cried out. "Please stop...it hurts."

Happy that at least I got some response from the prone woman, I slowly removed it. (While I was not surprised by her reaction to the rectal search. I was more than a little surprised by her daughter's reaction to it, as she began lightly running her small hand along the outline of my fully erect penis.)

It felt so good I just had to have more. (I figured it was worth a shot.) I pulled Beth closer and whispered into her ear, "Suck my cock."

Beth bit her fingernail. "Here?"

I nodded, driving two of my fingers back into her mom's asshole. She cried out in pain.

Beth pulled on my arm, "Ok, ok, then you let us go?"

I nodded again.

"M-m-mom," Beth mumbled. "I think I found away we can get out of this mess."

I nodded and pressed on the top of Beth’s head. She dropped to the floor and started fumbling at my uniform pants. Her mother's head snapped around to see what Beth was talking about, (or was it when she heard my fly unzipped).

"Beth, OH, NO!" Her mother barked out, just as my erection sprang free. I moaned in relief, as my erection had started to become painful in my tight uniform pants, although, I was still a little nervous. Beth took my cock tightly in her hand about the same time her mother's feet hit the floor, as if she was going to intervene. I wasn't having that. I took my hand and forced her down flat against the table and told her to stay put.

"Beth... What are you doing?" Her mother whispered, before she cried out. "Don't you dare!"

I raised a finger to my lips and hissed. "Shhh, she's doing just fine."

Beth, seemingly ignoring her mom's pleas, began licking my cock, coating it with a slimy coat of saliva. I looked down as she slowly took it in her mouth, while looking up at me with those beautiful brown eyes. Her pink lips fully enclosed around the shaft of my cock and she began sucking. The sound of wet slurping filled the room. This young girl sure knew what she was doing, as she continued to work on my prick. I took this opportunity to fondle her firm breasts, and then I also slipped a finger into her mom's slit, which was soaked with perspiration. I was trying to stay cool, but Beth was anything but, she was increasing pressure and speed, while swirling her tongue around the head of my cock.

"Your daughter sucks a mean dick," I whispered and predictably, she told me to "fuck off" and to "get my finger out of her pussy." I ignored her and simply added another finger.

"Quite, or they'll be back in your asshole." It worked.

Beth continued until she was at full force, and I started to shake with excitement, an orgasm fast approaching. I think Beth sensed this and stopped, and quickly stood up. I could only guess that she was afraid I was going to cum in her mouth and I guess I would have. I was disappointed at first, but Beth just smiled slyly at me and winked while looking at her mother. I still had my fingers in her pussy, only now she was frigging herself with them, grinding back and forth.

"Man, does this girl want me to fuck her mom?" I thought, as I withdrew my fingers. (It was worth another shot.)

"Are you ready for something bigger?" I whispered loudly, not knowing what else to say.

Beth's mom sighed, but spread her legs and thrust her ass back into me.

"I'll take that as a yes," I said, and then I slowly inserted my well-coated cock, into her soaked pussy.

"Owwwwww." She moaned. "You're right, he is a pervert."

Her daughter sat up on the table right next to us, with a pleased look on her face. "At least she won't tell dad that I sucked your cock," she whispered.

"Or smoke pot." I laughed, and then I slowly picked up the pace. Soon the room was filled with the sounds of slapping skin. I reached around with one hand griping her hip, while the other found its mark on her hot clit hood. I kept fucking and rubbing her pussy, while her daughter watched. I ordered her to play with her pussy, because I figured she needed an excuse to do it and I wasn’t just going to let her watch. This continued for several minutes.

"Ahhhhhhh, I'm cummming, don't stop!" Beth's mom finally squealed. I followed her order, and drove in as deep as I could. Her body shook, no actually quivered is more like it. I slowly withdrew, and she stood up. My hands traveled up her body, until I was massaging her tits, and pinching her nipples.

"Your speeding ticket has been paid for," I whispered into her ear, as my cock, still hard as steal, was rubbing in between her ass-cheeks.

"Good, can we go now?"

"Well, there's this little matter of a couple of joints," I said, turning my attention to Beth.

"Not my daughter…!"

"I don't think he's going to last long anyways, mom." Beth interrupted her mom's plea, while taking my throbbing prick into her hand.

Breaking her grip, I spun her around and lifted her right knee up on the table. (As much as I wanted to fuck this hottie, I just had to get a taste of her lovely pussy that I had admired some much earlier. I also needed a little break.)

"Gezzzzzz." She groaned, as I don't think she expected this. I dove in, my tongue quickly lapping. I spread her ass-cheeks as far as they could go, her pussy gapping open, my tongue quickly followed. I continued licking down her long lips and up the front, focusing on her rather large clit. She was squirming like a fish out of water. I held her into place the best I could, her clit in my mouth, nibbling away. I just love smooth pussies, free of pubic hair, like hers.

"Mom, he's gonna make me cum!" Beth cried out, sounding somewhat concerned.

I heard her mom just give her a light laugh, as she had started to gather her clothing, now tossed about the table. Satisfied that I was now back in control, I stood up and pulled her close for a kiss. Knowing that my face was covered in her own juices, she quickly broke the embrace. (Or maybe she had other reasons.) I pushed her down to her knees and forced my cock back into her mouth. She tried to break free but I held her hair and fucked her face.

When I gave her a breath, she gasped, "Ewww...that was in my mom's pussy."

I smiled at her. (That was the point. She was lucky I didn’t make her do stuff to her mom but even I’m not that perverted.) I pulled her up and lifted her onto my lap, as I sat back on the table.

"You're gonna fuck me!" I barked.

Her smile now gone, we fell back onto the table. She positioned herself over my cock and sat down on it, in one fell swoop. She started moving her hips up and down very slowly at first. Seeing her tits swinging there before me, I reached my hands up and started rubbing and squeezing her nipples. This got her hips moving a little faster. Then I released her tits and laid back flat, moving my hand down to our joined crotches. I stared rubbing her clit up and down, and back and forth, using her copious juices as a lubricant. This really got her hips moving and body shaking. I heard that gasping sound again, and then a warm wet feeling. Beth was moaning away.

"Who's not going to last long?" I thought, but also knowing I wasn't far behind her. I also figured it was time to explore her backside. I turned Beth over and slid off the table. I guided Beth into a new position, one leg on the floor the other knee resting up on the table. Rubbing my dick along her tight ass, I slipped back into her burning pussy, grinding back and forth, in and out, while slapping the side of her tight ass.

"Her ass was just made for this." I thought.

I also fully expected her mother to tap me on the shoulder again, but she was busy dressing and really seems blasé about the whole thing. (It was strange.) On the verge of an orgasm once again, I pulled out, "One more thing to check out," I thought as I slipped her leg off the table and kicked her legs apart, so much that she had to grab the edge of the table, to prevent from falling.

I paused for a second to take in the sight. (God!) Using more lubrication, it was now time for Beth to take more then fingers in her asshole. But first I took a couple of minutes to "prep" her with my fingers. Beth was growing concerned.

She suddenly snapped her head around. "Mom, he's gonna fuck my ass. Please help me."

Beth's mom (who was dressed, but wasn't watching) huffed. "What did you expect?"

"Perfect," I gasped, as I guided my cock to her now exposed and well lubricated, anus. I leaned forward, slowly breaking the seal. (This was a first for me.) Then I pressed on, harder and harder.

"He's fucking my ass!" Beth suddenly screamed out, like she still thought her mom was going to save her.

"Act like a whore, treated like one," Beth's mom mumbled.

"I'm not a whore."

I continued fucking Beth's hot asshole, (I chuckled at the absurdity that I was doing this while she argued with her mother) although, it was slow going, as it seemed like Beth was clenching her ass-muscles, as if she was trying to rip my dick off. (Or maybe she was an anal virgin, too.) The combination of this and the whole night's events, made it impossible to hold out any longer. I blasted a shot of hot sperm deep in her ass tunnel. A second blast followed. Beth's rectum muscles milking the last drop out of me. Several seconds later, I slowly withdrew my cock from her ass. My uniform top was now covered in perspiration. I tossed Beth some wet naps, and climbed onto the well-used table. My legs still weak, while still not believing what just happened. Tonight was going to be tough to beat.

Looking at Beth's mom, I pointed to my lips. After several seconds she finally got the hint and moved closer, our lips meet in a brief lip lock.

"Your daughter is one fine piece of ass, sucks and fucks like a pro, then again, I guess she had a good teacher," I said, flashing her a wide grin.

Intercepting her attempted slap to my face, I told her, "By the way, you can go now."

I watched Beth dress, soaking in the last glimpse of her well-used figure, as she pleaded with her mom to not tell dad.

I finally led the duo to the backdoor and sent them on their way, figuring daddy would never find out what REALLY happened on their trip to Vermont.


Thanks for reading my story.

Your comments are always welcomed

01-17-2007, 03:15 AM
Another Hot read Deputy. Keep'er cumming.

01-17-2007, 01:15 PM
Great stuff as always Deputy...keep them coming!

06-19-2007, 08:23 AM
Great story, I reeeeeally enjoyed reading it

07-05-2007, 09:29 AM
Again the deputy comes out with the goods...........keep up the good work

10-13-2007, 01:59 AM
I have to say this was one of my favorit so far very good and detailed story

11-11-2007, 02:48 PM
Man!! I love this story...dialoguemwas fantastic.

Great stuff

09-19-2008, 06:53 PM
Loved it!!!

11-14-2009, 04:12 AM
Great story. Really enjoyed it.

03-13-2010, 03:46 PM
Love those Deputy Duffy stories.

03-14-2010, 06:14 AM

Deputy Duffy
03-14-2010, 05:25 PM
Thanks blkpoet and mkirros

Always nice to hear that someone enjoyed your work.

03-15-2010, 02:13 AM
Nide story. I can't wait for more.

02-17-2011, 02:31 PM
loved it, thanks