Get Out of Jail Free

GET OUT OF JAIL FREE

I'm looking at my wife's pussy, a pussy that I've literally fucked thousands of times. Her name is Laurie. I've just finished making love to her. She is lying in bed, naked, with her legs apart. The hair on her snatch has thinned and is paler than it was when she was young. Her lips do not press together as tightly as they did; the result of three babies and over thirty years of fucking me. I can see the moisture at the opening to her vagina where I deposited yet another load of semen. My cock fits inside her tightly, like a finger in a glove. Her inner thighs are soft and smooth. Her tummy is not as firm as it once was but it still arouses me. Her wonderful breasts, highlighted by her dark nipples, still fascinate me. They still have all the allure that they had when I had first seduced her, years ago.

I have to tell someone about the first time she saved us from disaster (Yes, there were others.), the time she got us out of jail.

More than a few years ago, I was in college and was dating Laurie. She was a sophomore (age 19) and I was a junior. We had been dating for about six months, having connected in a class at the beginning of the year. We had spent many days and hours together. She had resisted my advances while luring me with her charms at the same time. She had allowed me to bare her breasts after the first date. Then she let me slide my hand into her pants a week later.

It took two months for her to let me get her naked and then another month before she yielded her virginity to me. She had an amazing amount of self-control. I could get her so hot, making her come with my fingers, but she held out until she was sure I was committed to her. At the same time, I didn't want to have sex with her until she was sure. We weren't engaged or anything, but we were exclusive and deeply in love. We discovered oral sex and I learned to please her with my tongue; we were in bed more often than not.

It was spring, near the end of the school year. Both Laurie and I were 'active' in political causes; we participated in a number of demonstrations and sit-ins. There was a demonstration one Saturday in front of the school president's house. We were protesting against nuclear war. I guess we thought there were people in favor of it and we must've thought the University President had influence. We were advocating disarmament and there were some companies from the military-industrial complex job-recruiting on campus. We wanted them banned. The irony is that after graduating, I joined the Navy and became part of the defense establishment for a few years.

Anyway, we were all high on various substances and not mentally capable of being reasoned with. We refused to end our demonstration and some of our protestors threw some rocks at the president's house, breaking some windows. It was one of those 'mostly peaceful demonstrations', except for the property damage. It was nothing major, but it brought the campus police into action. They told us to stop our demonstration. Of course, we refused, so they began to detain (arrest) members of our group. Some of the students escaped once the round-up began, but the campus gendarmes apprehended seven of us, including my girlfriend Laurie, one other girl and five of us men. We were handcuffed and were taken to the campus 'law enforcement center'. We were put into two small cells, the girls in one, the guys in the other.

The cells were relatively modern, but there was no privacy. There was a toilet in each cell, but no screening to block the view of others in the cell or the adjacent hallway. That brought howls of protest from everyone. We were all still stoned and very loud and obnoxious, demanding our constitutional rights and such. The campus police officers ignored us. They'd heard all our bullshit before.

Now my girlfriend, Laurie, was wearing what she called her 'hippie dress'. It was a flowery shift-type garment that terminated about half-way between her knees and her waist. She almost-never wore a bra, so she was just wearing that dress, her underpants and a pair of sandals. Her cell-mate, Yvonne was wearing shorts and a halter-top, again with no bra. We were enjoying watching her big tits jiggle with every move she made.

We settled in and quieted down a bit. As our highs wore off, we began to think and talk about the consequences of being arrested by the campus cops. They had expelled a few students who had occupied a chemistry lab and had done some damage earlier in the semester. We began to get worried about the impact of our excesses on our future enrollment and career prospects. I knew my dad would kick my ass if I got thrown out of school. He was tolerant of my wild-assed ideas, so long as I made decent grades and graduated on-time. Having an arrest on my record would seriously impact on my job opportunities.

I was sitting next to Laurie in her cell and whined to her about my concerns. She listened for a while. She loved me and tried to console me, but I became more depressed.

Finally, she asked, "What's it worth to you if I get us out of here?"

I said, "How could you do that?"

She said, "Don't worry about that. What's it worth to you?"

I said, "Hell, anything you want."

She said, "Okay, you come visit me this summer for a week and buy me dinner every weekend before finals."

I said, "Deal."

Then she added, "And, you have to eat my pussy and fuck me anytime I want."

I was no fool. I pretended to think about it, but I accepted her conditions. I 'reluctantly' said, "If you insist."

That was easy. I loved fucking her and eating her pussy and I would've gone to visit her without any conditions. I would do anything she asked. We'd been 'doing it' for a few months and she was absolutely fabulous in bed. Together we had taught me how to eat her pussy and I devoted myself to becoming an expert.

As far as I was concerned, this was a 'get out of jail free' situation. I had no idea how she would get us out of there. Her daddy was a heavy hitter and an alum. Maybe she could call him.

But then she said, "I promised my dad that I wouldn't get in any trouble. He's a politician and doesn't need any bad publicity from his daughter."

"What are you going to do?"

She said, "Just keep the other guys quiet and let me work on it."

We sat back and watched.

Laurie reached under her dress and pulled down her panties. She flashed her bare ass at me and the other guys in the cell. I caught a glimpse of that nice, dark brown pussy that I loved to play with. She threw her panties out of the cell onto the hallway floor.

She called the duty police officer, saying she had an emergency.

The officer, his name badge said 'Johnson' came through the door into the cell block.

"What's the problem here?" He asked, obviously impatient after all the commotion during the previous four hours.

Laurie pointed to her panties on the floor and said, "I need my panties back please."

"How did they get out here?"

"My cellmate (Yvonne) threw them out there."

Yvonne just smirked and said nothing.

Officer Johnson said, "How do I even know they are yours?"

"Who else's' would they be?" Laurie replied.

Johnson just shrugged.

Laurie walked back to the little bunk in the cell. She sat down and hiked her dress up over her hips, displaying her naked pussy to Johnson and all of us in the adjoining cell.

"See, I don't have any panties."

The officer watched her with a bemused look on his face.

Laurie put her fingers into her crotch and began to play with herself. She spread her pussy lips apart, put her index-finger in her mouth and rubbed her slit with the wet finger.

She said, "I am so stressed from being arrested that I need to find a way to lessen the tension."

Yvonne sat beside Laurie and pulled off her shorts. "See, I still have my panties." She said. She pulled the panel of her underwear to the side, exposing her pussy too.

Laurie was the main show, with her naked snatch on display. She continued to diddle herself and the officer was spellbound. My fellow prisoners and I were transfixed as well.

Then Laurie pointed at Officer Johnson's waist and said, "Officer, is that your weapon in your pocket?"

Johnson's Johnson was creating a bulge in his trousers.

Laurie asked, "Can I see it. I think police officers are so sexy in their uniforms with all those handcuffs, radios and weapons."

Johnson was being drawn in to her game.

Laurie asked again, "C'mon, officer. We won't tell anyone, will we Yvonne?"

Yvonne said, "Certainly not."

Laurie moved over the front of the cell. She kicked off her sandals and pulled her dress over her head. Officer Johnson had the prefect view of all her assets. Those of us in my cell saw her cute ass and the profile of her wonderful body with her little nipples poking out. The tuft of her pussy hair was just visible at her waist.

She reached through the bars and said, "How about it, Officer Johnson? Will you show me your weapon?"

He came close to the cell. Laurie reached through, undid his pants, pulled down his fly and exposed his penis. I must admit it was a nice piece of manhood. It was erect, of course.

Laurie asked, "Can I hold it, officer?"

He said, "You have to be very careful. It might go off in your hand if you aren't careful."

Laurie said, "Let me play with it. I'll be very careful. I wouldn't want to have it shoot at me."

Johnson came closer and Laurie grabbed his prick. We couldn't see very well, but it was obvious what she was doing. Her arm was moving as she pumped his prick and made soft noises. Her back and naked little ass were facing us.

"This is quite a weapon." She said. "Have you ever used it?"

He said, "As a matter of fact, I have used it a few times."

Laurie dropped to her knees and pulled the officer to the edge of the cell. His prick extended through the cell bars. Laurie began to lick it and then put the tip in her mouth.

"It feels so hard. Does it shoot real bullets, or does it shoot blanks?"

He said, "It shoots real bullets. My wife has been on the receiving end a few times."

Laurie continued to suck his dick. Her head fit through the gap in the bars enough so she could get Johnson's prick in her mouth. There were limits to how much they could do and there was no privacy from the rest of us miscreants.

She said, "Is there some place you can take me and do some interrogation. I think you could force a confession from me."

The officer said, "I might need to be rough on you, particularly if you resist."

She said, "You're going to have to be. You'll need to search me first. There are a number of places where I can hide evidence."

He instructed her to turn away from him and put her hands behind her back. He handcuffed her, then unlocked the door and took her. I watched my precious girlfriend being led away, nude, with the officer's hand on her ass as they walked.

She looked back at me and said, "Stay quiet boys. I'll be back soon."

We could see through the door into the outer office.

This is what she said happened.

She asked if she could sit at his desk. She sat in his chair for a few moments and then sat on the edge of his desk. He sat in his chair and she began to bargain.

She said, "It would be best if there was no record of any of us being here, tonight."

He nodded and she said, 'May I see the paperwork on all of us in the cells?"

He showed her a clipboard.

She said, "I'll trade you a fuck for all those papers and the key to the cells."

Johnson lamented, "They never do anything to you kids anyway. They let you raise hell and cause trouble, but they're afraid of publicity and they think it's all part of the university experience or some such bullshit."

Laurie got him to agree to release all of us and then she would fuck him. She came prancing back to the cells, nude, of course. Her tits were bouncing. She unlocked the Yvonne's cell, then ours. She gave us the arrest papers and our IDs and told us to get the hell out of there. We were leaving the building as Laurie returned to Officer Johnson. I watched from the doorway.

Laurie slid down to the floor by his desk. Johnson exposed his Johnson again and my girlfriend sucked his cock. Laurie gave ( and still gives) fabulous blowjobs. I don't know where she learned; maybe it was just an instinctive skill, but she was really good. Even years later, I remember the wonderful feeling that first time I had my dick in her mouth. She learned how to bring my cock to the brink of ejaculation and then stop for a while, extending the experience.

I watched from the doorway, also keeping watch for Johnson's captain. Laurie was polishing Johnson's Johnson with her saliva. I could see the shiny dick going in and out of my girl-friend's mouth.

For the first time, I was jealous. Uncertain how to react, I waved for her to come with me and leave, but she didn't see me. My girl-friend was sucking another guy's dick. While I was pissed-off, I also realized that I had no specific claim to her. We were sleeping together, but I had not made any long-term commitment. We might not see each other after I graduated. I had no right to be upset about her sucking off some other dude.

Then, he fucked her, which heightened my confusion. I wanted her for myself. Maybe I was just being selfish. Regardless, seeing Laura with this guy was erotic as hell and I had a boner, watching.

Johnson pulled her to her feet and had her lean over the desk. He slid his cock into her. She had spread her legs and leaned forward to give him full access to her pussy. Her hands were still cuffed behind her back. Johnson hammered away with his cock. He reached around and rubbed his hands over her breasts, then pulled her hair back to hold her in place. She was looking at me. Somehow, it seemed like she was making love to me while this other cock was inside her.

She was surprised when he withdrew his prick, then stood back. He took off his belt and whacked her on the butt. He'd folded the belt in half to hold the buckle. Still, the lash left a red welt. Laurie told him to hit her again. She liked it. He hit her twice more; the red marks on her back and ass would be there for weeks.

"Ooh, police brutality." She said, "I like it."

I stepped back into the room and said, "That's enough. Don't hurt her."

Johnson pushed his dick into her and asked, "Does this hurt, honey?"

She said, "No, but hurry up. I'm coming."

I watched his face contort when he came inside Laurie.

After a few moments, Laurie stood, turned to him and gave him a light kiss on the lips. He undid her handcuffs and thanked her.

Then she ran to the door, still naked and led me outside. It was dark and cool outside. Yvonne had been waiting for her friend.

"Why didn't you get your clothes?" I asked.

Laura said, "I don't need them and I didn't want to go back in that cell." She wanted to get away from Johnson and his Johnson.

I gave her my shirt, which left me topless in the cool air. Laura didn't bother to button the shirt, leaving her hairy pussy uncovered and revealing one of her tits with each step. The shirt did cover her ass, but barely. We had a long walk across campus to get to my car or her apartment which was in the other direction.

Yvonne offered to let us come to her dorm room, which was a about one hundred yards away. It was amusing to see the look on other students' faces when they walked by us and saw my nearly naked girlfriend. She was getting turned on by the attention too.

We hustled to Yvonne's room. Fortunately, her roommate was away for the weekend. We were all cold from being outside, one advantage was the effect on both girl's nipples. Yvonne suggested we all climb into her single bed to get warm. Laura stripped off my shirt and crawled under the covers naked. I was pleasantly surprised when Yvonne stripped and joined us.

It was quite a night. I made love to both of the women and they fooled around with each other. I had my cock in two beautiful women donated a dose of semen to each of them. Sleeping between two lovely and naked college girls was one of the highlights of my life. Finding Laurie was the ultimate highlight.

The university didn't pursue any disciplinary action. The paperwork had disappeared. We didn't get expelled or even have a negative entry on our records. Laurie had saved my (and everyone else's) ass by using hers. I was able to graduate on time.

Well, I kept my agreement with Laurie. I sucked her pussy a few times each weekend and fucked her whenever she wanted. I visited her during the summer for a fantastic week of sex (when her parents were at work). I stayed two weeks and we continued going together until we married after the next school-year. We now have two kids and are living the dream.

We've had a few other adventures, but none of them compare to when she was my 'get out of jail free' card.

I've saved the card from my Monopoly set and show it to her whenever I want to get both of us turned-on. It's the one that says "Get out of jail free".