Days slipped by since Chuck had whipped Molly and shared her with his friend Ron the police detective. At first she couldn’t sit without feeling the sting of the welts on her ass. Her pussy was so tender and swollen that she couldn’t stand to wear her customary tight jeans and opted for a skirt and no panties, which only made her feel sluttier. She kept re-playing events in her head, to the point that her distractedness resulted in yet another reprimand from her boss. Home wasn’t better. At first she wore pajama bottoms at night to hide the evidence of her whipping from her husband Jerry, but as the welts faded away, she continued to wear them as a signal to Jerry that she didn’t want to be touched.  The house was a mess and Jerry didn’t lift a finger to do the housework Molly left undone.  He just came home and drank until she went to bed, then he jerked off to internet porn before crawling in beside her.

More days passed, and Jerry had a rare day off, so he went out the night before to blow off some stress at the bar.  Molly stayed home and checked the porn site for word from Chuck.  No messages.  She stared for a while at the video close-up of Chuck’s cock sliding in and out of her pussy from behind. She showered and put on the pajama bottoms and fresh t-shirt over her nude frame. She looked into the mirror to see how the t-shirt hugged her large breasts, her nipples outlined through the fabric. Her still wet red curls clung to her pale face, a look of weariness in her deep blue eyes.  She slid into bed and soon found herself with her hand slid inside the PJ bottoms, knees wide; stroking her clit as she remembered her face pressed deep against Ron’s thick pubic hair, the musky smell of him as Chuck pulled her hair and pumped his cock into her.  Tonight she could moan as loud as she wanted in the empty house, and her wide hips rose off the bed in a crashing orgasm. Soon afterwards she was asleep.

The doorbell began ringing a little after 2 AM, followed by heavy knocking before Molly could get to the door.  At the door were two large police officers and her drunken husband Jerry.  Both of the patrolmen were young, a bit older than Molly’s oldest son. Both had hard, athletic bodies and military style haircuts.  One was blonde, the other black. “We’re here with your husband, we pulled him over for a DUI, but instead we brought him here. Where’s the bedroom?”  Molly led the men into the bedroom and the two cops roughly dumped Jerry onto his bed.  Molly moved a wastepaper basket next to the bed.  It was obvious Jerry wasn’t getting up for a while.

The two men walked with Molly into the living room and sat down on the couch as Molly stood in front of them, wondering what would happen next.  The black officer spoke first.  “This isn’t his first DWI, is it?  He’s not in the drunk tank right now because a detective over in vice wants to do someone a favor.  He says we get something out of this too. Get on your knees and suck us off.”

By now, Molly knew better than to resist. She didn’t even want to resist anymore.  Her will otherwise had been broken. She knew Chuck must be behind all of this. She dropped to her knees as the men unhooked their heavy belts.  The blonde officer’s cock was large – larger than Jerry at least. Nestled in fine blonde hair, It was pale but darkening as it stiffened. The black officer’s cock was ebony black, almost shiny – and huge, his balls shaven. Molly had not touched a black cock since she was in high school when her mother’s black boyfriend had taken her in that little trailer they lived in while her mother was work at the grocery.

She took a cock in both hands, gently sliding her fingers up and down both shafts before slipping her hands under their balls and feeling the subtle differences.  Their thighs were so hard and muscular.  She chose the black cock first, cradling his balls and licking the underside of the tip while continuing to stroke the blonde cock with her other hand.  The black cop looked over to the white one and smiled “Damn, this is what detectives get? I gotta take that exam!” His voice rose at the end as he felt Molly take him deep into her mouth, her curly red hair cascading over his black thighs, her pale skin and mouth contrasting sharply with his black cock.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the white cop staring intently at her sucking his partner. She continued to slide her lips up and down his shaft, conscious she was being watched and feeling his cock as it became rock hard in her grip.  She felt dampness spread down her thighs, her nipples hardening under the fabric of her shirt. She felt moistness on her fingers, and saw it was the white officer’s pre-cum dribbling down his shaft. She shifted to move between the white officer’s legs. She could see a bead of cum at the crevice opening, and greedily lapped it up.

The Black cop suddenly stood up and said “I got to see these tits!” pulling Molly’s shirt up over her bust, bunching it under her arms.  Molly wouldn’t let go of either cock, stroking the black cock faster, keeping rhythm with her mouth on the white one. The white cop stood up too, bracing himself against Molly’s shoulder.  She could feel the black cop pinching her nipple as he bent over to squeeze her tits.  Their cocks were now so temptingly close together. She sucked one, and then the other, back and forth, her hands around the base of their shafts. She pulled the cocks together till their heads were touching, flicking her tongue over both, tasting their mixed drops of seamen, stretching her mouth around both heads, stroking both shafts. 

She heard the white cop groan first, and she shifted for him to push his cock all the way to her throat. She say his body tighten and felt his cock convulse in her mouth as his load of cum pumped down her throat.  She never stopped stroking the black cock in her other hand until she heard “Shit, I wanna come all over those big ass white tits!” 

She heard herself say “yes, please!” in a voice that seemed not in her control. She cupped her hands under her breasts and lifted them up, presenting them to the black cop, her back arched back, her eyes closed and her lips parted stroked his cock over her tits. She heard him grunt as his cum came in long spurts, the first one covering her lips and chin before splattering on her tits. She licked the taste of him from her lips.

She looked down. The two cops laughed and talked with each other as they zipped their trousers and fastened their belts.  She remained kneeling and silent, her shirt up over her cum drenched tits until after they left. She looked in on her husband.  He was sound asleep. She walked over and sat at the computer. Logging into the porn site, there was a message from Chuck “Call me when they are finished with you, slut.” She went into the bathroom with her phone and closed the door.

When Chuck answered the phone, he insisted she tell him every detail of what she had done. She described every step – the sucking, the licking, the taste of their cum and the feel of it splashing warm on her skin. Chuck told her to masturbate while she described it. As she sat on the toilet and Chuck listened, she rubbed herself to orgasm for the second time that night.

She asked “What do I tell Jerry? I mean the cops didn’t arrest him, he’ll want to know why.”

Chuck answered with a laugh “Tell him the truth. You sucked off the cops to keep him out of jail.”

“Christ, I can’t tell him that!” Molly stammered.

“Sure you can.  Just keep it to what happened tonight and leave me and Ron out.  He’s not going to leave you for keeping him out of jail, especially since Ron says he has two other DWIs. He knows I can’t keep him employed if he can’t drive our trucks.  Besides, you know he’ll be too humiliated to tell anyone, so your sons will still not know what a complete whore you are.”

Chuck laughed again. “You tell him. And when he asks for the details, you tell him just like you told me. Oh, and don’t clean the cum off your tits and face till after you tell him. He might want to see.”

Molly was silent as she thought of it. She thought the worst was over, but now tears welled in her eyes again. 

“You enjoyed every minute of it tonight, didn’t you?”

Molly whimpered “yes, I did.”

“Make sure to tell your husband that when he asks. You wish they fucked you too, don’t you?”

“Yes” she said sobbing.

“Well, you can tell Jerry you wished that.” Chuck warned “but I’m saving your cunt for myself and a few choice associates. At least for now.”  

There was a long pause before Chuck said “Now thank me for letting you suck those young bull’s cocks tonight.”

“Thank you for letting me suck those young bull’s cocks.”

She heard the phone click off, and sat in silence.