The Futa Fairy – Futa Cop’s Wild Wish Chapter 3: Officer Cindy’s Hot Suspect by mypenname3000

The Futa Fairy – Futa Cop’s Wild Wish Chapter 3: Officer Cindy’s Hot Suspect by mypenname3000

Discover the thrilling Chapter 3 of "The Futa Fairy - Futa Cop's Wild Wish" featuring Officer Cindy and her steamy encounter with a hot suspect. Immerse yourself in this captivating adult story filled with desire and excitement. Perfect for fans of tantalizing tales and fantasy adventures! Read more to indulge in the passion and mystery.<br/>

Officer Cindy needs to punish another futa who’s been naughty!

The Futa Fairy – Futa Cop’s Wild Wish

Chapter Three: Office Cindy’s Hot Suspect

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2017

Whatever had me angry was forgotten in the eager need to chase the sea-green sedan racing down Ainsworth from the direction of my daughter’s college. This was the second person I had found driving so recklessly on the street through the residential neighborhood. The street’s speed limit was only 30 MPH, and she was doing at least fifty. She was almost as bad as the twin sisters I had just pulled over and fucked with my futa-cock.

I radioed to dispatch, my girl-dick aching as it rested on my steering wheel. I flipped a bitch (technical turn for a 180 degree turn) and roared after the speeder. I caught a glimpse of a dark woman’s face. Another speeding bitch I had to punish.

I loved my wish. I was so glad B, the futa-fairy, granted my desires yesterday. I had a huge cock and the ability to fuck any woman I wanted while in uniform. No one cared. My patrol sergeant had even caught me yesterday fucking another speeder and didn’t care.

It was so hot.

My sirens screamed and the sea-green sedan pulled off onto the shoulder. I shuddered, my pussy so wet. I shifted, my gun belt creaking. I turned off the sirens but kept the lights flashing. The woman looked behind me, Black, her hair short and frizzy, like a small afro. She was impatient, too. Annoyed that I had ruined her day.

I radioed in to dispatch. “Another one?” the dispatcher answered. “Are you ever getting to your duty station, Cindy?”

“They keep speeding by my daughter’s college,” I answered back. “I got her at 51 on my radar gun.” It was a lie. But I was good at estimating how fast someone was driving. You spend over a decade pulling people over and it becomes a well-honed skill.

“I’ll let the sheriffs know,” dispatch said, “to put more patrols on Ainsworth if there is a problem with speeding.”

“10-4,” I answered and then ran the woman’s plates. No warrants. It was registered to a Rita Jones. My daughter was friends with a Pattie Jones. They both attended Washington High. Was this Rita her mother?

I climbed out of my car, my boots crunching on the gravel. More cars drove past on Ainsworth, ignoring the huge girl-dick thrusting out of the front of my uniform. My handcuffs jangled on my belt. I had a lot of fun with them and those twins. I reached the sea-green car, bending low, keeping my dick out of sight.

For now.

The window came down. “Morning,” I said with a fake smile. “And where were you heading in such a hurry?”

“Just on my way home,” the Black woman said. She was pretty, my age, wearing blue scrubs. She had a parking pass for St. Claire Hospital on her front windshield. “Long night at the hospital.”

“Nurse?”

“Doctor,” she said, giving me a smile, hoping I would extend her a courtesy.

“Uh-huh,” I said as she handed over her ID. She was Rita Jones. “This is out of your way if you’re coming home to St. Claire. You live on the other side of 112th Street.” We were about six blocks from that street.

“Had to take my daughter to college,” the woman said with a yawn. “She overslept. So excited about her class with Ms. Marcie today. So, of course, she missed the bus.”

Something twinged in the back of my mind, but my lusts were too great right now to care about another student of Ms. Marcie eager to see her. My dick ached and throbbed, pussy juices dribbling down my thighs.

“So you were speeding home, doing twenty over the speed limit through a residential neighborhood. Pedestrians are walking down this street.”

“Was I going that fast?” She gave me a fake smile. “I am real sorry. It’s just these shifts, you know.”

“Yeah, I know,” I growled, my voice growing in volume. “So that gives you the right to speed? Because you’re a doctor? That gives you the right to be a uncaring bitch?”

She blinked. “Excuse me, Officer?”

“Officer Cindy,” I spat and ripped open her car door.

She squeaked in shock when I seized her by her thick, woolly hair. I hauled her Black ass out of the car, spun her around, and threw her over the hood. The shocks of the cruiser squeaked as she bent over it. I groped her ass, squeezing it hard as she wiggled.

“Officer Cindy!” she gasped, her wiggling getting my cock so excited. “What are you doing?”

“Teaching a bitch her place,” I snarled, my hands ripping down her blue scrubs, exposing the plain, white panties she wore beneath. “A cunt who thinks she’s above the safety of everyone around her, just driving recklessly, speeding down quiet streets because she wants to get home a minute faster.”

I smacked her ass through her panties. She gasped.

“A! Fucking! Minute! Faster!” I pulled out my utility knife, unfolding the blade with a practice flip. I shoved it into the waistband of her panties.

She froze.

The knife cut through her panties. I shuddered, my pussy clenching as I cut down the crack of her ass. The panties fell open, revealing her ebony butt-cheeks, so curvy and delicious. I cut lower, working down to her pussy covered in dark, thickly curled pubic hair. She gasped as the torn remains of her panties clung to her thighs.

“What are you doing, Officer Cindy?” she panted.

“I thought doctors were smart,” I told her, folding the blade of my knife on my hip and sheathing it. “What do you think I’m doing?”

I cracked my hand on her naked ass.

“Spanking me!” she gasped.

“That’s right, you naughty bitch!”

CRACK!

She gasped, her butt-cheeks writhing. Those beautiful, ebony cheeks glowed after my next smack. Her hips shook. She let out a whimper as she squirmed on the hood of my car. The tip of my cock brushed her pussy as she wiggled.

She froze again as I felt her hot, silky heat. “What is that? Your nightstick?”

“That’s my futa-cock,” I purred, rubbing my tip up and down her cunt. “My big, thick, throbbing futa-cock. Mmm, doesn’t that just make you wet?”

CRACK!

She gasped, her eyes widening. She looked over her shoulder at me. “You have a dick?”

“Didn’t you notice it thrusting out of my pants?”

She shook her head. “It’s been a long night.

CRACK!

“So you were speeding when you are too tired to notice things. That’s as bad as drinking and driving. You are a selfish bitch!”

I rammed my huge girl-dick into her pussy. I savored the sight of my ivory shaft sinking into her dark flesh. My pale hand gripped her ebony asscheeks, clenching hard. She winced, her butt on fire from my spankings. Her pussy clenched down hard on my futa-dick, her head arching.

She let out a wanton scream for everyone to hear. A woman walking by glanced and nodded her head, clearly approving of my police activity. I grinned back at her as I fucked my cock in and out of Dr. Rita’s tight sheath.

“Mmm, that’s what you get, you fucking bitch,” I growled.

SMACK!

“You get fucked by a futa with a huge dick!”

CRACK!

Every time I spanked her, her pussy squeezed down on my dick. It was amazing. It was so hot. I pumped in and out of her cunt, working my dick while her car rocked. She moaned and gasped, squirming on the hood of the car, her cunt dripping wet.

She burned with heat. I stirred her up. It was so hot fucking the Black doctor while a group of students from Washington High, wearing their PE uniforms, jogged by. I grinned at the nubile girls glancing at me as I dispensed justice.

If I ever caught one of them being naughty…

“Fuck,” I growled, my orgasm swelling as I pumped in and out of Dr. Rita’s hot cunt. “Oh, you are such a randy bitch, aren’t you? You love being spanked.”

“I…” She squirmed. “I…do.”

CRACK!

“You love that stinging slap!”

“I do,” she moaned, her pussy molten on my pumping girl-dick. My cunt dripped juices, drinking in the friction of her snatch wrapped about my cock.

CRACK!

“Then beg me to spank your Black ass!” I groaned, euphoria spilling through my body. I was high on this. On dispensing justice to another speeding cunt.

“Please!” she groaned. “Please, Officer Cindy, spank my Black ass! I was so bad!”

CRACK!

“You were a bitch!”

“Yes, yes, a bitch!” Her pussy clenched so hard on my dick.

CRACK!

“A fucking cunt!”

“I am a cunt! A selfish cunt! Oh, yes, Officer Cindy, keep spanking my Black ass!”

CRACK!

Her pussy exploded on my dick.

I shuddered as her juices squirted out of her cunt, splashing my uniform. The cream soaked through my pants and stained my thighs. Her flesh writhed about my pumping cock. The friction was amazing. The euphoric bliss rippled through me as my orgasm swelled and swelled.

She screamed out her rapture, bucking so hard. The Black doctor lost all control. Her moans were so wild as they screamed down the street. It was so hot. I groaned, pumping away so fast, ramming my cock so deep into her spasming cunt.

I loved it.

“That’s it, you fucking bitch,” I growled, ripping out of her cunt. “You’re just a filthy cunt.”

I seized her thick hair, hauling her off her hood. She fell to her knees before me. I fisted my dick hard with my left hand, sliding up and down my shiny shaft. Her juices lubed the way. My hand flew up and down on them as I aimed my cock right at her face.

My pussy clenched.

The pressure swelled.

I bathed her ebony face in snowy jizz.

“Yes!” I howled as my cum fired out of my cock.

Ropy strands of futa-jizz painted across her face. I splashed her across her features as I heaved and shuddered. My pussy spasmed, more juices flooding down my thighs. My face contorted. My entire body convulsed as the rapture burned out of me.

And coated her face.

It was so hot watching my girl-cum drip down her cheeks and forehead. Her tongue licked up, eager to drink my jizz. Her eyes fluttered as cum ran down the bridge of her nose. She let out another moan as she stared at my cock.

“No balls,” she whispered. Her finger reached out, rubbing at the folds of my pussy. “Oh, my god, your cock is your clitoris?”

“Uh-huh,” I panted, a dizzy wave of euphoria rippling through me. I blinked, taking a deep breath.

“How?”

“I made a wish with the futa-fairy,” I told her. “She gave it to…” I wasn’t the only one who has made that wish. My lusts had overwhelmed the anger I felt learning that Ms. Marcie, the teacher my eighteen-year-old daughter had a crush on, was now also a futa.