Officer 69 pt2

By Ian

Stepping across the street, Officer69 peered into the dim early evening light towards his goal. River Island Apartment block, tall and gray. Menacing and a sight of some foreboding it loomed into view and way up into the heavens before his eyes. His eyes momentarily became blurred at the upward glance, the building's perspective almost sending him dizzy. Taking a second to gather his thoughts,  he scanned the list of tenants and quickly saw written in flowing handwriting a newly attached sticker.. A and S . APT 232. He only knew them by first names, and little more than their respective badge numbers. Still it was apartment 232 as described by them both. Pressing the bell, he waited for some kinda signal from the intercom. Nothing. Then the door clicked and slowly parted…He was being allowed into this realm of fantasy!

Taking the elevator, he rode the intervening floors until, he reached the domain of his new found friends. The doors closed behind with a dull thud of finality. There was almost feeling like he was entering a cage of wild cats, little knowing in fact just how dangerous these cats truly where. Each faltering step draw a hesitancy from his heart but something drove him on, a desire to know whether all that sexual chemistry was for real….

Directing himself in a right turn, he looked over every door. 228…230.. yeah 232. Fumbling blind he adjusted his trouser belt, more in an attempt to quell that once again rampant creature beneath; leaning forward his hand knocked upon the darkly painted door. What seemed like forever past by, then… a movement of locks heralded the vision of Andi. Even in that dim hallway her tanned skin just radiated beside the fluffy whiteness that barely concealed her undoubtedly naked body. There before him she stood, bare footed and wrapped in the smallest of white towels. It really didn't cover anything and his eyes quickly adjusted to that dim hallway lighting and instantly took in every exposed inch of her. That lump in the throat once again threatened to steel his thunder.. but somehow his heart pumped ever faster and took a grip of him.. "Say am I early or what…?" he allowed a smile to draw across his face, and to his relief Andi returned an equally welcoming grin in reply. "We're running late….Been kinda tied up…never can get ready without each others help!" Most of her words washed over him, his mind and gaze just transfixed upon that tiny towel and the territory that lay beneath!

Once inside Andi ushered Officer69 to a chair, and poured him a larger than normal Jack Daniels. Rest her hand upon his shoulder, with the same devastating reaction as before… she whispered in his ear "We've been really looking forward to let you take us tonight!" Her words as candy sweet as they had once before been, again melted over his senses. As she walked away, he couldn’t help but notice the over the shoulder glance aimed in his direction. A smile playing on her now pinkish face, her lips all flushed with anticipation. He could hardly help the hard on now fighting for oxygen beneath his chino's, its girth growing ever larger at the thoughts now swirling about his mind. Lifting the glass of JD, he juggled a chunk of ice into his mouth…. Swishing it between his tongue and lip, it mixed freely with the Jack Daniel's and his own saliva  . Desperately hoping the sudden cold shock from it would dampen his sexual desire. It didn’t help, just heightened the senses welling inside him. Almost restrained until.. Sam appeared at a door apposite his chair….

Dressed in the briefest of black dresses, Sam sauntered across towards him. In heels she looked oh so much taller than he'd imagine. "I'm ready.. for anything!" She almost purrr'ed the words out from beneath a heavenly suggestive smile. Her words traveled in tune with the sexiest wiggle of any ass he'd seen at any time! That hard on just received a jump start and it wasn’t gonna go away….Sam moved closer and settled beside him… leaning her warm body against his. The sensation of a sudden ocean wave hit Officer69 as her skin touched his. Endorphins began to explode inside his head like a million atom bombs…If Sam was to attempt to make any further move right this minute, he knew he'd surely come in his pants right there that second!

His eye's roamed over Sam's black draped body. The silky material hugged her like a second skin. He could almost imagine her to be some feline Panther, a hungry feline of which he desired greatly. The look he could see within her own eye told him she was mirroring his own very wild thoughts. Officer69 felt a tiny bead of sweat start to trickle down his temple, almost teasing him to move and reveal what was beneath his outstretched hands. Yeah, he had in some vain attempt, tried to cover up the swelling that now traced a neat pattern across those pale chino's. He felt frustrated, shy and completely helpless…."Oh my! Say… you really have been a bad boy!" Sam's words moved in unison with her hands. She played her finger tips across his own hands, there up turned and neatly pressed against an enormous and painfully obvious erection. With the gentle caress of a lover, Sam ran a single finger along the form that now revealed itself upon his cotton trousers… Ever so slowly, painfully slowly…she made her move. His eyes closed and in a moment of surrender he was lost….she placed a kiss upon his face, her perfume almost knocking him out cold. "Later I think…." She purr'ed once more. Her teasing done.. Sam moved away seductively across the lounge…hips gently swaying like the palms upon a Caribbean island. A certain scent was in the air right now.. perhaps a little like coconut oil itself, but more musky and magnetic to all his senses. Officer 69 drew in the invisible trail as it poured from her rear… He knew the signs… without doubt there was a feeling of slowly being driven crazy with sex.

In desperate need of gaining some composure, after all he was their superior officer and should by that very nature, he tried to show some standard of restraint! That bead of sweat just kept growing and gave away his almost complete loss of control! Lucky for him the gals really were actually keen to eat, and with some relief they finished getting ready and within a blink of an eye we're heading for the door. Time is a great healer and it certainly helped to reduce the swelling in Officer69's pants! Like the saying goes 'No pain, no gain' and not a truer word could have been appropriate for the night that lay in store for our hero.

A drive out of the district took the three of them to a favourite bar for a quick drink. Watching Sam and Andi perched upon bar stools was some how quite hilarious.. they could hardly reach the seats, and looked non to safe when trying to dismount! Even so, they did so with elegance and style, each showing a large amount of stocking clad thigh and a hint of suspender….Next stop China Town. He knew a great place to eat, a tiny family affair and they knew him well. He'd run that district on previous occasions and his face helped to gain a few favours in service. He wasn’t so cool with chopsticks and managed to mess up big style, perhaps it was the company of two stunning women that distracted him from his co-ordination. The gal's however showed that they had yet another talent. They moved their fingers back and forth with such speed and dexterity it was a marvel to watch. Such delicate hands they both had, he could imagine their fingers wrapped around more than just chopsticks…and once again he managed to goof up and spill half his food over his shirt. Sam and Andi both rushed to clean him up, and this was indeed as big a turn as anything he'd experienced so far….Even with the mess up's, the evening had turned out rather well he thought.

Throughout that night, they talked and shared experiences of past lives. Both of the girls had many a lively story to recall and he didn’t complain at listening to them. In fact hearing each of their very distinctly different voices was somehow hypnotic…and it was perhaps a mistake to allow that to draw his defenses away.

Momentarily his concentration wandered…then a sudden shock. A touch of a hand beneath the table upon his right thigh! Andi was fondling him with one hand whilst devouring a heap of noodles with the other! More shock.. instantly the feeling of a second hand upon his left thigh.. it was Sam duplicating Andi's moves but in mirror image. God! He could hardly swallow or take a breath lest he choked on the rush of adrenaline now pumping through his body. This wasn’t happening…was it?

All through the meal, Officer69 experienced the touch of both. Each time they copied the others moves but showed no signs of knowing it. It was the biggest turn on he'd ever had… two rather gorgeous women playing with his emotions and his body. He couldn’t stand it any longer! Looking them both in the eye.. first Andi and then Sam.. he tried to dig deep into their psyche and perhaps project his own thoughts and desires. There was a strong desire to take a hold of something…the situation.. them! In some vain hope perhaps, he also convinced himself that he could  regain control of the situation. They must have realized that all this 'contact' had by now stirred him up so much passion that he was like a loaded 45 pistol.. trigger cocked.. safety off.. and within seconds of firing off a full clip! Replying to what for him was his most sternest look, they both smiled and just like twins, kissed him simultaneously across the face, continuing to massage his thighs.. higher and higher.. whilst doing so Sam motioned towards him. "I'm still hungry…" she quipped. "Not as starved as I am!" Andi replied… both now sounding very husky and very demanding. He had absolutely no hope in gaining any control this side of hell freezing over!

Not a word now passed between the three, just a knowing smile. Pushing their plates aside, they left the restaurant.. and dashed back to River Island apartments. Officer69 found their arms locked into his.. walking side by side.. snuggled close to his bulky frame. To him they felt warm.. very warm….It was a warmth that begged a person to get naked…

Part 3 follows