Day Two

Brandi Vavoom arrived the next day at the City Police Department running a little late. Brandi was a famous B-movie actress who was about to get her big shot in Hollywood, with a co-starring role as a police officer opposite Jean Claude Van Damme. Brandi’s agent had arranged with a friend of his for Brandi to spend a couple days with the police department, researching her upcoming role.

Yesterday she had gone on the road with Sergeant Tom Robertson to learn the ins and outs of basic uniformed police work. They’d even arrested an armed robber. Today she was to learn about undercover detective work.

The buxom blonde actress jogged up the front stairs of the station, her impressive bust jiggling inside her tight fitting blouse as she rushed through the front doors. Her stomach was fluttering like mad, she hadn’t been this nervous since her very first movie audition for a small role in the movie ‘Busty Surfer Aliens’.

“Sorry I’m late!” apologized Brandi as she burst through the doors and was greeted by Tom.

“No problem,” he assured her as he ushered her towards the uniform and equipment room.

“I thought I was going undercover today?” Brandi said in surprise when she saw Tom reaching for the tape measure again.

“You are,” Tom told her, “I just need to size you up for your disguise.”

“Oh, of course,” Brandi gave Tom a big smile. As Tom crouched down to measure her legs and hips again it never crossed her mind that he already had her measurements from the day before.

“Today you’re going to be working with the vice department,” Tom told her and he ran the tape measure up the inside of her thigh. She was wearing trousers today so he didn’t get such a good grope of her crotch as he had the day before.

“What’s the vice department?” Brandi asked with a frown as Tom ran the tape measure around her hips and butt then stood up in front of her.

“They deal with drugs and prostitution, you know, like Miami vice?” Tom explained as he measured her waist and chest just below her breasts.

“Oh yeah, cool!”

“What cup size did you say your breasts were again?” Tom asked her as he casually reached up with both hands and cupped her big tits through her blouse, hefting their impressive weight.

“Forty Double D,” Brandi replied as Tom started to nonchalantly squeeze and grope her tits.

“Ah that’s right,” said Tom, giving her tits once more squeeze then turning to the clothes wrack and picking out and undercover disguise for Brandi.

He gave Brandi a very skimpy pink tank top that looked more like a 34C than a 40DD, a tiny black leather mini-skirt and a pair of extremely high-heeled shoes.

“Is this it?” Brandi asked him, looking doubtfully at the skimpy collection of clothes in her hands.

“Yep.”

“What exactly is my cover going to be?”

“You’ll be disguised as a hooker,” Tom told her.

“Oh right,” Brandi said with a sigh of relief, now that she thought about it the costume was rather like the one she had worn in the movie ‘Vigilante Hookers 3’. She disappeared into the changing room as Tom hurried off to quickly arrange a few things with his friends for today’s adventure.

When he returned his breath was taken away at the sight of Brandi Vavoom in full prostitute attire. The skimpy pink top was several sizes too small and pushed her massive tits up and together, almost spilling them out of the garment and creating a mind-boggling cleavage that Tom ached to bury his face in. The super short mini-skirt displayed Brandi’s long legs, Tom had been so distracted with her big tits that he hadn’t noticed how good the actress’s legs were until now. Had she been a real hooker she would have made an absolute killing.

“You look perfect!” exclaimed Tom.

Brandi blushed a little, “Thanks.”

Tom led Brandi down to his car, this time an unmarked Cadillac for their undercover operation. On the way down Brandi turned the heads and raised the dicks of almost every man in the station. Tom helped Brandi into the car with a hand on her ass and then got in the other side.

He handed Brandi an earpiece as he got into the car. “Now you’re going to be working solo on this operation so make sure you’re careful,” Tom explained as he started up the engine. “If you feel you are in any danger, all you need to do is speak out loud and I’ll be able to hear you.”

“Okay,” Brandi nodded, looking a little nervous at the mention of danger.

“Don’t worry,” Tom assured her as they started on their way. “I’ll be listening the whole time and you’ll be completely safe.”

“Alright then. So what do I need to do for this?”

“Well you’ll be posing as a prostitute,” Tom told her, reaching over and patting her knee. “Our aim to arrest a few men for soliciting, catch them red handed.”

“Or red dicked,” Brandi said with a grin.

“Exactly. The signal for us to come in and arrest the men is ‘Just Push Play’. When you say those three words we’ll come and get them. Got it?”

“Just Push Play,” Brandi repeated.

“Good. Now the important thing to remember is that we can’t arrest them until they actually give you the money. It’s not a crime unless they pay you,” Tom told her carefully.

“Okay, I understand,” Brandi replied diligently.

“That’s very important,” stressed Tom. “They must physically give you the cash.”

“How much?” Brandi asked Tom.

“What?”

“How much should I get from them?” Brandi said.

“Oh right, maybe twenty for a blowjob, fifty for a fuck and a hundred for anything kinky,” Tom told her, picking prices pretty much at random.

“Okay.”

“Remember the signal is ‘Just Push Play’ and don’t forget to get the money first,” Tom instructed her one final time as he pulled the car into the side of the road.

“Are we here?” asked Brandi, looking out the windscreen of the car at the dodgy looking neighborhood Tom had taken her to.

“Yep this is it,” confirmed Tom. “Now I don’t want to blow your cover, so we’ll pretend I’m your latest customer dropping you off. I’ll get out of the car and give you some money before I send you on the way.”

“Okay,” nodded Brandi, her eyes wide. Tom could tell she was very worried.

“And relax,” said Tom as he opened the car door. “You’ll be fine.”

Brandi shot him an anxious smile as he got out and went around to her side of the undercover cop car to let her out. As she came out to stand before him he pulled her against him, wrapping his arms around her waist, her body tight against his.

“Remember to act like a whore,” Tom whispered, before she could reply he planted his lips against hers, kissing her forcefully. Brandi moaned in surprise as Tom thrust his tongue into her mouth, running both hands down her back and grabbing at her firm ass through her mini-skirt.

Brandi felt the definite bulge of Tom’s erection press against her as he roughly kissed her and groped her ass. One of his hands slipped up between them to give her right tit a quick squeeze before he finally released her.

Tom took twenty bucks from his back pocket and handed it to Brandi.

“Just push play,” she said quietly.

“Very funny,” replied Tom dryly as he sent her on her way with a slap on the butt. He got back into the car and drove off, leaving Brandi to walk the streets and begin her undercover assignment.

The busty actress suddenly felt very uncomfortable as she paced back and forth on the street corner, dressed in the revealing whore’s outfit she had been given. It was one thing to have her body on display for the cameras, but out here on the sidewalk she felt totally alone and exposed. The only thing that kept her from fleeing was the fact that she knew she could call on Tom at any moment.

“Hi there baby!” a males voice suddenly cut through Brandi’s wildly racing thoughts. She turned towards the source to see a young looking man, probably in his early twenties approaching her. He was dressed in torn jeans and wore some kind of heavy metal t-shirt. He had long grubby looking hair, and carried a backpack slung over one shoulder. He was probably a college kid.

Brandi immediately fell into character. “Hi there big boy,” she said, her voice dropping into a sexy purr as she walked towards the young man, her hips swaying seductive as she almost undulated up to him.

“Fancy a date?” Brandi asked, stroking her hand across the young man’s chest.

The man grinned oafishly, staring at her chest rather than looking her in the eye. “You’re mighty fine for a hooker,” he told her, reaching up and cupping her left breast through her top. “Nice jugs,” he breathed as he gave her a squeeze.

Brandi reached up and peeled his hand away from her tit, “No sampling the merchandise till I see some cash big boy.”

“Lose the kid!” came the voice of Tom Robertson in her earpiece. Tom hadn’t expected Brandi to be propositioned so quickly.

“So how much to fuck that sweet ass of yours?” the long haired man asked her, running his hand around over her hip and around to get a feel of Brandi’s firm ass.

“What?” Brandi blurted out, she had been distracted by Tom’s voice in her ear. She’d almost replied to Tom out loud but then remembered the kid standing in front of her.

Her hopeful client circled around behind Brandi and pulled the back of her mini-skirt up, revealing her fantastic ass in her skimpy thong.

“I could suck on that all day,” the guy said, reaching out and grabbing handful of her buttocks.

“Sorry I don’t do anal,” Brandi told him, quickly pulling out of reach and tugging down her skirt. Hopefully her refusal would get rid of him.

“Shame,” he remarked regretfully. “How much for just a fuck.”

“More than you can afford,” Brandi said, scornfully striding away from him.

“Cock-tease!” he sneered, stalking away in the opposite direction, adjusting the erection she had given him inside his pants with a tug.

Brandi wasn’t left alone for long. A long convertible Cadillac pulled up to the sidewalk near Brandi, this time her new client was Detective Rick Stephens, just as Tom had intended. He stopped the car and wolf-whistled loudly.

“This one?” Brandi whispered quietly, hoping that Tom could hear her.

“Yes this one,” confirmed Tom. “Remember get the money before you give us the signal.”

“Got it,” she replied under her breath as she sauntered up to the car.

“Fancy a date?” she asked the driver as she reached the side of the car and leant against the door, giving the man behind the wheel a good look down the front of her top.

“I do indeed,” the man said, reaching out of the car and running his palm up the back of Brandi’s leg, reaching around to grab and squeeze her ass. “How much?” he asked her, his hand running up her side and reaching for her tits.

Brandi gasped as the man squeezed her right breast through her top. “Twenty for suck, fifty for fuck,” she replied. The man was now kneading her ample breast in his hand.

He mauled her tit a moment longer as he appeared to hesitate and make his decision. “Get in,” he told her.

Brandi suppressed the urge to clap her hands in delight. She hurried around to the other side of the car and jumped in beside the man.

As he pulled away from the curb he reached down into his lap and unzipped his fly. “Why don’t you get that sweet mouth of yours down here and warm me up while I find us somewhere private to go,” he suggested, pulling his hard cock out of his pants.

“Oh my,” breathed Brandi, her eyes going wide as she looked down at his crotch. She wasn’t really sure what to do, after all it was too soon to call in Tom.

“Hurry up bitch!” snapped Rick, reaching out and grabbing a handful of Brandi’s blonde hair. He yanked her head down into his lap, his hard cock prodding against the side of her face.

Left with little else to do, Brandi turned her head, her lips brushing the tip of Rick’s cock. “That’ll be twenty bucks,” she told him, trying to get the money off him so she could call in Tom.

“Oh don’t worry, I’ll be getting more then just head,” Rick told her, his cock twitching against her lips. “Now start sucking!”

Brandi surrendered, her lips parting as Rick pushed down on the top of her head. She felt Rick’s hard cock slide between her lips and across her tongue, lodging in the back of her mouth.

“Oh yeah baby that’s the stuff!” he groaned, enjoying the feel of being engulfed in the warm mouth of Brandi Vavoom. His hand dropped onto the top of Brandi’s head and he pushed her mouth up and down on his cock as he drove slowly down the street.

Moaning in pleasure, Rick steered the car down an alleyway, driving behind a large dumpster so that they were out of sight from the street. As they pulled to a halt Brandi sat back up, wiping her mouth with her wrist.

“Hop in the backseat honey,” Rick told her as he climbed over to the rear of the car.

“Suck and a fuck, that’s seventy bucks,” she said, taking a seat beside him in the back and holding out her hand.

“Nice try bitch!” growled Rick. “I’ve been burned by too many whores to fall for that one. Climb aboard and earn your money first.”

Brandi felt a momentary panic as Rick pointed at his cock, still hard and glistening with her saliva from her earlier attentions. It was obvious that Rick wasn’t going to pay her up front so there was no way she could call her backup. Fucking him was the last thing she wanted to do, but if she was going to impress Tom she couldn’t think of another way around the problem.

“Hurry up!” ordered Rick, sensing her hesitation. He rolled a condom down over his cock and gave the hard length a few strokes with his hand.

Brandi made her decision and straddled Rick in the backseat of his car. She reached down between her legs, pulling aside the crotch of her g-string to expose her vagina as Rick lined himself up for entry.

“Oh yeah!” gasped Rick as the gorgeous actress lowered herself down his pole. He couldn’t believe he actually had his dick inside Brandi Vavoom!

Brandi braced her hands on Rick’s shoulders and began to ride him, his thick cock throbbing inside her hot pussy. Rick’s hands slid up to grasp Brandi’s big tits, tugged the bottom of her tank top up over the ample mounds so they were left bare for him to grope and play with.

Rick buried his face between Brandi’s tits, squeezing them together around his face with his hands on the sides of the large melons. His hips bucked up urgently off the car seat to meet the rolling of Brandi’s hips and she could sense that he wouldn’t last long.

“Oh Brandi!” Rick moaned, muffled slightly by a mouthful of her hooters.

“Fuck me!” gasped Brandi, grinding her cunt down onto his cock. He squeezed hard on her big tits and bit down on her left nipple.

“Brandi!” grunted Rick, his back arching and his cock surging within her.

Brandi? How did he know her name. Brandi felt his cock spurting and twitching inside the condom and the man let out a loud cry of pleasure.

Before Brandi had time to puzzle over how he’d known her name there was the flashing lights of a police squad car as it pulled up beside them. That was odd as well, Brandi hadn’t given the signal, shit! She hadn’t gotten the money off the man either.

“Give me the cash quick!” whispered Brandi into Rick’s ear, hoping he hadn’t noticed the police car right next to them in the alley.

Rick was still moaning in orgasm and barely heard the police car, let alone Brandi.

“Out of the car please lady,” said the gruff voice of officer Danny Pates.

Brandi climbed up off Rick, a little surprised it wasn’t Tom. She clambered out of the car, pulling her top back down over her big tits. Rick meanwhile sunk back into the car seat, basking in the pleasure of his recently spent climax.

“Turn around and assume the position,” Danny ordered Brandi, reaching to his belt for his handcuffs.

“Huh?” exclaimed Brandi in surprise, it looked as though he was talking to her. “Me?”

“No the other hooker,” Danny replied dryly. “Hands on the hood of the car right now!”

“But, I’m a cop!” protested Brandi. “I’m working with Captain Robertson.”

“There’s no such Captain in the City Police,” Danny told her honestly.

“That can’t be! I’m a cop honest!” Brandi felt a sudden sense of dread and confusion. What was going on here?

“Show me your badge then.”

“I don’t have one, I’m not a real cop I’m an actress…”

“Turn around and put your hands on the hood now!” yelled Danny, losing his patience and interrupting Brandi.

The actress had to admit it sounded a little far-fetched. She turned around and assumed the position, deciding she was best off just going along with the cop for now, and sorting things out back at the station.

Danny stepped up behind Brandi, running his hands up her long legs, left bare by the skimpy mini-skirt. She gasped as his hand stroked right up across her pussy. She hadn’t had a chance earlier to straighten her g-string and his hand now pressed right up against her bare cunt.

“Oh!” she gave a sharp intake of breath as she felt Danny slip a finger up inside her cunt, which was still sensitive from her recent fucking. “Wh..what are you doing?” she gasped as Danny’s finger probed inside her.

Danny didn’t reply, but he did pull his finger out of her, standing up behind her now and running his hands down her back. He went all the way to her ass, which he gave a pinch before his hands slid back up her front this time. Danny’s hands brushed across Brandi’s tits, giving them a quick squeeze, but nothing like Tom had done.

He then stepped back and reached for his handcuffs again.

“I don’t think you searched me properly,” Brandi told him, remembering her training.

“Excuse me?” Danny was a little taken aback at this.

“You’d be surprised at what a female suspect can hide in her brassiere,” Brandi told him, quoting Tom from her training the day before. It didn’t quite occur to her that she wasn’t wearing a bra.

Not one to turn down the chance of handling a pair of world-class breasts like Brandi’s, Danny shrugged and stepped back up behind her. He reached around her and immediately slipped his hands up underneath her top, closing them over her ample bare breasts. The cop gave a small moan as he started to squeeze and knead Brandi’s big tits, the huge melons more than filling his palms as he gave her a very thorough groping.

Danny leant in against her, the bulge of his crotch pressing against her firm ass as he pinched and tugged on her nipples before once again closing his hands over the expanse of her big round tits and mauling them roughly.

“You’re clean,” he said at last, stepping back from the voluptuous actress. He then slapped the handcuffs onto her wrists and led her to the back of his squad car.

“Aren’t you going to arrest him as well?” Brandi asked, nodding her head in Rick’s direction.

“Just get in the car,” Danny told her, ignoring her protest. He helped her into the car by putting his hand up under her skirt and onto her ass, pushing her into the backseat.

Danny climbed in the front and started to head for the police station.

“Just call Captain Tom Robertson, he’ll straighten this all up,” Brandi told the officer, struggling a little to get comfortable in the seat with her hands cuffed behind her back.

“Yeah sure honey,” dismissed Danny.

“It’s true. My name’s Brandi Vavoom. I’m an actress!” she insisted.

“Right, and you’re only hooking until you land a big part.”

“No!” she objected, “You don’t understand.”

“I understand just fine,” Danny assured her. “Now why don’t you just sit there and shut up and make both our lives easier.”

Brandi slumped back in the seat in defeat, biting her lower lip as her mind raced. How had she gotten herself into all this. And was a part in a Van Damme movie really worth all this hassle.

When they reached the station Danny helped her out of the car and dragged her into the booking room. It was the same station where Tom had been so she couldn’t understand why the officer didn’t recognize his name.
Danny pushed her into a seat in the foyer. “Stay there and shut up!” he ordered her, heading up to the desk to start the paperwork to book Brandi.

Brandi sat, her hands cuffed behind her back still, looking desperately around the foyer, hoping to catch a glimpse of Tom or anyone she recognized.

“What did they get you for?” asked a voice from behind her.

“What?” Brandi asked, a little startled, she turned in her seat to see a rough looking man sitting beside her. He was dressed almost completely in denim and his arms were heavily tattooed. His head was shaven and he looked like a rather dangerous individual.

“What did they get you for?” he repeated.

“Oh, I’ve been arrested for…” Brandi hesitated a moment, she blushed realizing she didn’t want to tell someone she was a prostitute. “I was arrested for smoking.”

“Smoking?” the man said in surprise. “Oh you mean dope?” he realized.

“No, cigarettes. I was smoking in a non-smoking area,” Brandi lamely replied, immediately realizing how stupid that sounded.

“Bastards,” swore the man. “Hey, you’re real pretty.”

Brandi’s blush deepened further, she wasn’t quite sure how to take a complement from the coarse looking criminal. “Thanks.”

“You’ve got a great rack,” he continued, reached out with one hand and grabbing Brandi’s left breast, giving it a squeeze through her top.

Brandi, with her hands cuffed behind her back was helpless to defend herself from his groping hand. He gave her left tit another squeeze and then slid his hand across to her other breast, cupping it in his palm and lifting it slightly, feeling it’s weight.

“Keep your hands off me!” Brandi snapped, trying to squirm away from him.

“Aw come on baby,” the man replied, his other hand rising to her chest so that he was squeezing a large breast in each hand. “A little feel won’t hurt.”

“Stop it!” demanded Brandi as the man tweaked her nipples through her top.

“These have to be the biggest hooters I’ve ever had my hands on,” the man breathed, kneading the ample orbs eagerly and completely ignoring her protests. “Let’s take a quick look at them, I’m sure you won’t mind satisfying my curiosity.”

“I would mind!” insisted Brandi, but she was once again ignored as the criminal lifted the front of her tank top, bunching it up above her tits by her chin.

“Wow!” he breathed, his big hands now closing over Brandi’s bare breasts. The man started to squeeze and fondle Brandi’s tits, rubbing his hands all over them and sinking his fingers deep into the firm flesh as he squeezed and pinched at her fantastic melons.

“Excuse me! Officer!” Brandi called out to the cop who was still busy filling in the arrest paperwork at the desk about six feet away.

The cop ignored her and the criminal beside her continued to play with Brandi’s bare tits. He seized her breasts by her nipples and shook them, his face breaking into a wide smile as her ample flesh jiggled and shook across her chest.

“These are great!” he breathed, squeezing and kneading. “I could play with them all day.”

“Officer!” Brandi shouted this time.

“What?” growled Danny, turning to see Brandi being molested by the criminal.

“Get this creep off me!” begged Brandi as her breasts were roughly groped and manhandled.

Danny sighed and walked over to her, yanking her to her feet and out of the hands of the criminal. “Come with me then,” he told her.

Danny pulled her top back down over her big tits and led her through the police station to the stairs at the rear. He took her down to the basement level where the holding cells were.

“The judge is busy so you’ll have to be locked up overnight,” Danny explained as he led her through the cellblock. All of the cells seemed to be filled. Brandi’s heart sank at idea of being locked up. She was not a criminal! This was all getting very out of control.

They stopped outside one of the cells right at the end of the hallway and Danny unlocked the door and pushed Brandi inside. To her horror she saw that she wasn’t alone in the cell, there was a man sleeping on the bottom bed of the bunk.

“Who’s he?” Brandi asked as the cell door was pulled shut. Things were just getting worse and worse.

“Sorry about that,” Danny apologized. “We’re a bit overloaded tonight so you’ll need to share cells.”

“But he’s a man! A criminal!” Brandi looked back at the man on the bed, he looked strangely familiar but she couldn’t quite place him.

Danny shrugged, “Nothing I can do about it.”

“Don’t I get a phone call?” Brandi asked desperately as she saw Danny start to depart.

“Sorry, phone’s broken.”

“Can I talk to my lawyer,” Brandi pleaded.

“Tomorrow, when you see the judge,” Danny told her.

“You can’t leave me here!” Brandi begged the cop. “I’m not a criminal.”

“Tell it to the judge in the morning,” with that Danny walked off, leaving Brandi to get to know her new cellmate.

Brandi’s new cellmate was in fact Jerry Robertson, Tom’s brother and the drunk driver that Brandi had tested the day before. Brandi did not recognize him however and she meekly made her way to the chair in the back corner of the prison cell and sat down, crossing her long legs and revealing a good portion of her creamy thighs below the ultra short mini-skirt.

Jerry patted the bed in front of where he was lying, “Why don’t you come and lie down here beside me?”

“I’m okay,” Brandi quietly replied. “Hey,” she said with a frown as she took another look at the criminal, “Do I know you?”

Jerry shrugged, “No, never seen you before. We’re cellmates now though. We should get to know each other better.”

“I’m Brandi,” the busty actress replied dubiously, she had no intention of lying down with the man.

“I’m Jerry,” the man said. “I always like to get up close and personal with my cellmates. Only I’ve never had one as pretty as you. What are you in for?”

Brandi was starting to feel very uncomfortable now, “Um prostitution.” She had given up trying to hide that now.

“Really?” Jerry said in mock surprise. “You’re way too pretty to be a hooker.”

Brandi couldn’t help but blush at the complement. “Thanks,” she said shyly.

“You’re not a hooker,” Jerry challenged her.

“I am!” Brandi insisted.

“Suck my dick then!” Jerry ordered her, reaching down and pulling out his cock from his pants.

Brandi paled at the crudeness of the criminal, then her face fell, “Okay I’m not a hooker. I admit it. I’m an actress doing some research for a new role.”

“Really?” Jerry appeared to brighten with interest at this.

“Yeah, you might have seen me in Topless Ninja Babes?” Brandi suggested.

“Sorry, must have missed that one. So what sort of research are you doing in jail?” Jerry asked.

Brandi frowned for a moment, he did have a point there, and she was supposed to be learning what it was like to be a cop, not a robber. “I..ah..” she stammered. “I guess I’m here to learn what it’s like in jail.”

Jerry grinned wicked at her, causing Brandi to shrink back slightly. He looked like a wolf salivating over his prey. “Are you going to rape me?” Brandi asked him nervously as he stood up from the bed.

“Well you did say you wanted to learn what it’s like in jail,” Jerry told her, stepped up in front of her and grabbing her by her slim waist with both hands.

“Hey! Wait just a minute!” protested Brandi as Jerry’s hands rose up, cupping the undersides of her full breasts through her tight fitting tank top.

“What?” asked Jerry innocently as his hands closed over her huge mounds and squeezed them firmly.

“I thought that jails were normally all men?” Brandi asked him, gasping as Jerry gave her big boobs a particularly rough squeeze.

“Yeah,” Jerry said with a nod, his fingers finding her nipples through her tank top and gave them a pinch.

“So if they don’t have pussy’s how can you rape them?” Brandi asked him. “Ha!” she said, pleased she had outsmarted the criminal. “Gotcha!” he was obviously just trying to get into her panties. It wouldn’t be the first time someone had tried to trick her to get laid.

“That’s true,” the criminal agreed, lifting up the bottom of Brandi’s tank top, letting her huge breasts fall free. His hands moved to close over the bare melons, their summery warmth overflowing his palms. “But there’s another orifice we use.”

“What are you talking about?” Brandi asked with a frown as Jerry jiggled her big bare boobs in his hands.

God this bitch is dumb, Jerry thought to himself. “Why don’t you bend over and hold onto those bars over there,” Jerry instructed her. “And I’ll show you what it’s like to be in jail.”

Brandi smiled broadly. “Fantastic! Thanks for your help mister.”

“Anytime,” he replied gallantly. “Now turn around and bend over bitch.”

Brandi gave a little giggle, this was all going so well, and she would be the best cop that Jean Claude had ever seen at this rate! The busty blonde turned around and bent forward, holding herself up by gripping the cells bars and presenting her perfect, round ass towards Jerry, clad in the tight mini-skirt she wore.

Jerry stepped up behind her, pushing her short skirt up to her hips revealing her breath-taking ass clad in a skimpy thong. The horny criminal ran his hand over Brandi’s smooth buttocks and then yanked down her g-string. He grabbed and squeezed her firm butt-cheeks, running his thumb up the crack of her ass.

“This is your man-pussy,” Jerry explained to her as he pushed his thumb into her ass. It felt mighty tight in there. There mere thought of fucking Brandi Vavoom up the ass had Jerry’s cock rock hard.

“You’re gonna put your cock in my ass?” asked Brandi as she heard the sound of Jerry’s zipper sliding down on his pants.

“That’s right slut,” Jerry told her, the bimbo gasped as she felt Jerry’s bare cock press against her firm buttocks. Jerry held her by the hips and ground his crotch firmly into her ass, God she felt good!

“Oh my!” gasped Brandi as Jerry pressed the head of his rock hard cock against her anus. She gave a sharp gasp of breath as Jerry nuzzled the tip inside her ass, it felt as though he was splitting her in two!

“You’re my bitch now,” Jerry said with a grunt as he pushed a little more of his cock into her tight ass. He held her firmly by the hips and started to thrust with his cock, sliding just the end at the moment back and forth into her asshole. Brandi gave a small moan as Jerry pushed more of his thick cock up into Brandi’s tight little asshole, the sight of his hard penis disappearing into the sexy movie star’s ass was quite breathtaking.

“So…ah!” gasped Brandi as Jerry began to pump against her, his hips slapping against the smooth cheeks of her buttocks. “I..ah..is this..oh..what normally…eh..ah..goes on in..ohh my…prison?” Brandi moaned.

“You’ve got a much sweet ass than my usual cellmates,” replied Jerry as he really started to ream Brandi’s sweet rear entrance. As his thrusts became more forceful, the busty actress found she had to push back against him to stop from banging her head on the cell bars. Her lovely butt pressing back against his cock turned Jerry on even more and he started moaning as he pumped her sweet behind.

“Oh God you feel so big in my ass!” moaned Brandi.

“Oh yeah, take it bitch!” grunted Jerry, slapping the side of her ass with one palm as he drove her forward against the bars. Brandi pushed back against him, his cock driving to the hilt into her tight asshole. “Oh fuck!” gasped Jerry, he couldn’t believe how tight she felt around his hardness. He drove her harder forward, his balls slapping against her pussy and churning as he approached his orgasm.

Jerry leant forward, running his hands underneath her body to capture and squeeze her two breasts, which still swung free of her bunched up halter. Brandi moaned as Jerry tugged on the hard nipples, his body hunching over her back, his cock hammering against her ass.

At the last minute Jerry suddenly pulled out of Brandi’s tight anus, spinning her around to face him and pushing her to her knees. With a long groan of pleasure Jerry rapidly stroked his hard cock to completion, aiming the throbbing tip straight at Brandi’s face. Jerry gave a lustful grunt as his cock exploded, splattering Brandi’s sweet face with his hot seed. The fake criminal cried out as he jerked at his cock, another rope of cum spurting from the tip and striking Brandi on the chin. Jerry moaned and his knee’s sagged slightly as he milked the rest of his cum onto her face.

“Oh shit that was good!” he gasped, pushing the sticky head of his cock insistently against Brandi’s closed mouth, forcing her reluctant lips open and shoving his cock inside. “Oh God, that’s it, suck me clean!” he ordered her, pushing his cock in to the root between her full red lips. Brandi gagged slightly at his sudden oral invasion, but obediently started to suck on his cock, drinking the last drops of his semen, she was supposed to be his prison bitch after all.

“Oh yeah, that’s it bitch,” murmured Jerry, leaning back on his heels and closing his eyes as Brandi slurped at his cock, cleaning his cock dutifully. When it finally became too much Jerry stepped back, his sensitive cock popping out of the beautiful actresses mouth.

“That was perfect Brandi,” Jerry said with a smile as he half collapsed back onto the cell’s bed. Brandi blushed slightly at the complement. This Van Damme movie was gonna be a synch!

***

Don Franco chuckled to himself as his good friend, Sergeant Tom Robertson led him towards the back of the police station where the holding cells were located.

“Here she is Don,” Tom said as they reached the cell at the very end.

Don looked inside and frowned as he saw that only one of the two bunk beds was filled. A man lay in the lower bunk, his hands folded behind his head and a stupid grin on his face.

“Where?” Don asked in confusion. And then he saw the blankets moving up and down over the prisoner’s mid-section. Don smiled as he realized the movement was Brandi’s head moving up and down over the man’s groin.

Don and Tom waited a moment and then Tom loudly cleared his throat. “Ahem!”

Brandi Vavoom’s pretty face suddenly popped up from under the blankets, a small trickle of either saliva or cum on her chin.

“Captain Tom!” she said happily, relieved to finally see the policeman so she could get out of jail. As much as Jerry was teaching her about prison life, her ass and jaws were really starting to ache.

“Donnie!” Brandi’s mouth dropped open at the sight of her agent. “What are you doing here?”

“We came to get you out baby,” Don replied with a warm smile as Tom opened the cell door.

Brandi climbed out from on top of Jerry and straightened up her tank top and skirt.

“Nice outfit,” Don said with a grin. “Looks a bit like the one you wore in ‘Vigilante Hookers 3’”

“Yes! That’s what I said as well!” Brandi said as Don and Tom led her back out of the holding cell area. They walked back through the police station were the cops and detectives were all hard at work on their cases, Don’s arm slipping around Brandi’s slim waist as he guided her out.

“Hey!” Brandi said as something suddenly startled her. “Just wait a damn moment!” she said, extracting herself from Don’s arm. She rushed back to the desk they had just passed where Tony Mitchell and Rick Stephens were working on their paperwork. “You’re not a cop!” she exclaimed, pointing an accusing finger at Tony Mitchell.

Tony, who hadn’t noticed them passing through up until now, looking up from his papers and was shocked to see Brandi glaring down angrily at him. “Shit!” the detective swore softly.

Brandi looked back at Tom, “Captain! He’s not a cop! That’s the guy we arrested yesterday! You know, the robber!” Brandi glanced across to the other side of Tony’s desk where Rick was sitting. “And you! You’re not a copy either! You’re the prostitute!”

Rick didn’t bother to correct her and tell her that it was in fact her who was the prostitute, he was the one who picked her up.

Rick opened his mouth to reply, but Tom quickly stepped in.

“Very good Brandi!” Tom said, putting an arm around her shoulder. “Excellent spotting! You’ll make a great cop. These two are real detectives, they were posing as criminals to help me out with your training, so you wouldn’t be in any danger.”

“Oh wow!” exclaimed Brandi, her angry face breaking into a smile. “That’s so clever!” She then turned back to Rick and Tony, “you guys did a great job!” Then she frowned again and something seemed to click in her mind. “And the guy in the cell is the same guy who was drink driving! Another detective?”

Tom nodded. “My brother.”

“Wow!” Brandi said again, clapping her hands and almost bouncing with excitement, her big boobs jiggling wildly in the tight tank top she still wore. “You guys were great! I learnt so much about being a cop.”

“Van Damme’s not gonna know what hit him!” Don agreed.

Just then Officer Danny Pates entered the room. “There’s a few reporters out the front, maybe you should leave out the back door?” he suggested.

“Good idea,” agreed Don as he started to lead Brandi back through the station.

“You were in on this too?” Brandi asked Officer Pates.

Danny grinned. “We had to get you into prison somehow,” he admitted.

“I owe you guys big time for all your help,” Brandi said as they headed for the back door that led directly out into the police station car park. They were joined there by Jerry who had now been let out of his jail cell.

Brandi paused at the back door and turned to say goodbye to her new police friends. She stepped up to Detective Tony Mitchell first and gave him a big hug. The detective’s hands immediately slid down to cup and squeeze her lovely firm ass through her short skirt, and pull her body tightly against his.

“You made a fantastic robber,” Brandi said gratefully to him. “And the ahh…interrogation…”

“I’ll keep it a secret,” he assured her, giving her ass another squeeze, God she felt good!

After she stepped back from Tony Brandi moved on to Detective Rick Stephens and wrapped him up in another hug. Rick also slipped a hand down onto her exquisite ass, his other moving upwards and between them, groping one of her glorious double D’s.

“You were pretty convincing as a prostitute,” Brandi said, once again getting the terminology incorrect. Rick however was too busy squeezing her gigantic right breast to notice. “But you slipped up when you called out my name as you came,” Brandi said with a laugh, kissing the detective on the cheek.

Brandi then moved on to Danny Pates and just like the previous two officers she gave him a big hug, his hands immediately seizing and squeezing her ass. Before she could speak Danny’s mouth covered hers in a hungry French kiss, his tongue slipping past her lips and seeking hers. Brandi moaned around Danny’s kiss, his hands lifting up the back of her skirt and kneading her well shaped ass, covered only by a skimpy g-string.

“Thanks for all your help,” Brandi said, rather breathlessly when Danny finally broke off the kiss. “You do a great weapons search,” she added as she stepped back from him and moved on.

Jerry was next in line and also got a warm hug from Brandi. Jerry slipped a hand up her side, sliding it up under her tank top and finding a large, warm breast to toy with as they hugged. Brandi gave a little moan as Jerry’s fingertips flicked across her bare nipple. “I learn so much about being a prisoner from you Jerry, it was quite a night.”

Brandi gasped as Jerry gave her huge tit a rough squeeze. “I don’t know if I have to play a prisoner at all in this movie, but when I do I’m sure I’ll remember how.”

Brandi then moved on to Tom who was last in line. She stopped in front of him a moment, smiling with genuine affection at the Sergeant. “And Captain Tom, you arranged this whole thing. I’ll miss you the most,” she said, borrowing the line from the Wizard of Oz. Brandi hugged Tom fiercely, his hands not straying too far from her back like the others.
“Can you do me a favor?” Tom asked when they finally broke apart.

“Sure!” Brandi immediately agreed. “Anything!”

“Well,” Tom looked a little nervous which seemed so out of character for the gruff policeman. “The thing is..”

“Anything,” Brandi repeatedly, trying to reassure the suddenly self-conscious Sergeant.

“Well I was wondering if you’d suck my dick before you go,” Tom said at last.

This took Brandi aback, she had not expected him to ask something like that when she’d agreed to do anything for him.

“I.. ah…” she stammered a moment.

“You did say anything,” Don reminded her.

Brandi nodded, she owed Tom big time for all his help. “You’re right Donnie! Okay Captain Tom, I’ll give you some head.” With that she moved to her knees with practiced grace before the now horny policeman. Tom unzipped his pants and she reached inside, pulling out his thick cock, which was already hard at the mere thought of having Brandi Vavoom’s big red lips wrapped around it.

“Thanks for this Brandi,” Tom said as the busty actress leant in and kissed the head of his erection.

“Just like the Field Sobriety Test,” Brandi said as her pink tongue slid up the underside of Tom’s cock, sending a shiver of pleasure up his spine. Tom moaned in agreement as her tongue swirled around the head of his cock.

“Good isn’t she?” Jerry said to his brother as he watched Brandi lean underneath him to lap gently at his balls, before returning to the head of his cock.

“Oh yeah!” agreed Tom with a sigh as Brandi finally sucked the head of his hard penis into her mouth. The sexy blonde actress started to slurp loudly, moving her lips further down his shaft and taking more of him into her hot wet mouth. The Sergeant reached down and stroked the top of Brandi’s blonde head as she started to bob her head rapidly over his cock.

“She’s had a lot of practice,” Don explained with a wink to his buddy.

Brandi said something else but it came out rather muffled by the cock that filled her mouth and no one understood her. She diligently continued to bob her head, Tom’s hips starting to thrust forward to meet her movement, shoving more and more of his hardness into her mouth.

“That’s so good!” he groaned, holding the top of her head and starting to pump her mouth.

“Show him how you deep throat,” Tony suggested from behind, remembering the feel of having his cock completely engulfed in her famous mouth.

Brandi nodded slightly on Tom’s cock and then relaxed her throat, pushing herself right down on the policeman’s throbbing manhood, letting the head of him slip into her throat. “Oh fuck!” cried out Tom as he felt Brandi’s lips touch the base of his shaft and her nose press into his pubic hair. He almost came right then as Brandi’s tongue slipped out and the tip touched his balls. Brandi then backed off slightly, just the end in her mouth, her hand coming up to stroke the base as she started to rapidly move on him, the tight seal of her lips feeling fantastic as it pumped up and down him.

“Jesus she’s good!” gasped Tom as Brandi started to really go to town with her hand and mouth, knowing he would not last a whole lot longer. Tom stared down at the busty blonde actress’s head as it rapidly bounced over his cock, he could see her full lips sliding up and down his thick shaft and it was all too much. With a loud grunt Tom arched his back, gripping the top of Brandi’s head and pushed her down further on his cock as it swelled inside her mouth.

Brandi almost choked as Tom’s cock exploded in her mouth, his hot sticky cum shooting across her tongue and filling her mouth.

“Oh fuck!” the policeman groaned, his buttocks clenching as he came. Brandi started to rapidly swallow, not wanting to spill a drop of the helpful cops cum. She sucked hungrily at his cock as it throbbed and swelled in her mouth, rope after rope of seed bursting from the end.

As Tom finished his orgasm Brandi continued to lick and suck at him, completely draining him of his semen as he basked in the pleasure of her mouth. She continued to suckle him for a couple of minutes after he was spent, polishing his shrinking cock with her tongue and lips.

“That was amazing!” groaned Tom when Brandi finally released his cock and stood up again.

“That’s how Brandi got the lead role in ‘Bikini Rockstars Hit LA’,” Don said with a laugh. The agent then once again slipped his arm around Brandi’s waist and led her towards his car.

The five men waved to the busty actress as she departed.

“That was fun,” Jerry said to the other four men.

“It was,” Tom agreed, tucking his cock back into his pants.

THE END