The State of Colorado approved the commercial cultivation and sale of marijuana in the election on November 2012, to be effective on January 1,2014. Colorado’s neighboring states were, and still are, unhappy with that approval, due to the additional costs of law enforcement and the perceived degradation in morality from the easy access to weed. Since that time, drug busts are common on highways leading out of Colorado, and especially in Nebraska and Kansas.

Nebraska and Oklahoma tried to sue Colorado over the passage of the marijuana law, but the U.S. Supreme Court formally refused to take the case in March 2016. That setback undoubtedly caused the states contiguous to Colorado to be even more aggressive in their efforts to arrest and prosecute Colorado residents and marijuana tourists traveling through their states.

The increase in law enforcement vigilance, along with my carelessness, resulted in my wife, Katie, and me, having dramatic, and ultimately positive changes in our sexual relationship. My name is Jason, and this is the story of our intimate and life-changing brush with the law in Nebraska. I will narrate the first part of this story, and Katie will finish it.

Jason’s Story

Katie and I were both born and raised in Highlands Ranch, a suburb southwest of Denver, but since we attended different high schools, we didn’t meet until our junior year at the University of Colorado Boulder. We dated on and off and nonexclusively until our senior year, when our relationship became serious and we knew that we wanted to spend the rest of our lives together. We got married shortly after our graduation in 2014; me with a degree in aerospace engineering and Katie with a degree in education.

We waited to start a family until we were both established in our careers and had saved up to buy a small home in Highlands Ranch. So, our daughter wasn’t born until the beginning of November 2017. I have a great job with a major aerospace company, and Katie is teaching at a high school in Highlands Ranch. We both smoked marijuana recreationally in college, both before and after the new law was passed.

After obtaining our jobs, we could no longer smoke or use any type of drugs, due to our conditions of employment. My work is highly classified, and Katie’s school district also has strict rules against drug use. We take our daughter to daycare, on those days when Katie’s mother can’t take care of the baby and we were enjoying a comfortable lifestyle.

Our parents have good careers, and my father gave us a very generous wedding gift of one hundred shares of Berkshire Hathaway B stock, which had a market value of almost thirteen thousand dollars at that time. He wanted to start us on the path of sound investing, and like many other Berkshire Hathaway investors, who develop an almost cultist reverence for the company, we became interested in attending the Berkshire Hathaway annual meetings in Omaha, which are open to all shareholders.

We were looking at the Omaha trip as our first chance to travel without having to take care of and worry about the baby, since my mother-in-law would take care of the baby for us. We were planning on trying to have another child too and were looking forward to fucking on the trip.

Katie’s mother is always anxious to babysit for us, and as the time approached for the May 5th, 2018 shareholder’s meeting, we got in touch with some friends from college, who are living in Omaha. Kevin and Lindsay were our best friends in school and had visited us several times after the legalization of marijuana.

Our friends are less inhibited, both sexually and morally, than Katie and me, and they were always trying to get us to swing and swap with them, both in college and on recent visits. We never took them up on it, and I think Kevin is the primary instigator. He makes playful comments to me sometimes, about wanting to get his hands and mouth on Katie’s big tits, and his big cock into her sweet pussy.

I know from seeing him in the shower in college that he’s way better hung than me. His uncircumcised cock is very thick, almost seven inches long on soft, and he has huge, plum-sized, low-hanging balls. My dick is cut, an average five inches long on hard, and only two inches on soft. I guessed that his meat is at least eight and maybe nine inches long on hard. He teased me about my small dick and said that he’d be happy to breed Katie’s pussy for me.

Lindsay is pretty and hot, but I was never comfortable swapping with them, probably because of the way Kevin teased me about my smaller dick. I don’t think I wanted to give him the opportunity to taunt me even more, after Katie got a taste of his big cock. Also, I was the first and only man that Katie had ever fucked, and I didn’t want to take the risk that she would start lusting for big cocks.

Up until June 2016, nonresidents were restricted to purchasing only seven grams of weed at a time, which is enough for about ten joints the size of cigarettes. Our friends hadn’t been back to visit since the rules changed to allow everyone to purchase twenty-eight grams at a time, which is one ounce. They were excited about our visit to Omaha, and they asked us to purchase a pound of marijuana for them. The market price for high-grade flower was about two hundred and eighty dollars an ounce at the time of this story, which meant that a pound would cost about forty-five hundred dollars.

Katie and I were worried about transporting that much marijuana, and we looked up the Nebraska laws regarding marijuana possession. A first offense for one ounce or less is a fine of only three hundred dollars, but more than one ounce and up to a pound is a misdemeanor, with up to three months in jail and a fine of five hundred dollars. More than a pound is a felony, with jail time up to five years and a maximum fine of ten thousand dollars.

Even though the possession of up to one ounce of weed is legal in Colorado, the possession of more than twelve ounces is a felony, with jail time of one to two years, and up to one hundred thousand dollars in fines. Even worse, our careers would be ruined with any kind of arrest for possession of marijuana.

We refused to purchase the weed for them at first, until they pleaded with us to the point that I agreed to buy it for them. Katie was angry that I would do something so reckless, and said, “Dammit, Jason, it seems like you’re willing to put our lives and futures in jeopardy for our dope-head friends. If we get caught, you’ll be in big trouble with me too, and I’ll never forgive you.”

I had never seen Katie so upset and knew that I would have hell to pay if the worst happened. But I threw caution to the wind and emptied our savings and made sixteen purchases to get them their pound. My plan was to strictly obey all traffic laws, especially during the first few miles into Nebraska, and not draw attention to ourselves.

Katie was breastfeeding our daughter at the time, and she had not yet started back on birth control, so as not to interfere with her lactation, and so we could try to get her pregnant again. She used the breast pump to store up enough milk, both frozen and refrigerated, to last the three days we’d to be gone. She also took the breast pump with us, to keep her flow going for our return.

Our plan was to leave Denver at 4:00 pm on Friday, arriving in Omaha about 1:00 am on Saturday, with a rest stop and the time change. Then we’d go to the shareholder’s meeting on Saturday, go out with our friends on Saturday night, and leave Omaha at noon on Sunday for the drive home.

We dropped the baby off with Katie’s mother on Friday afternoon, and headed out right on schedule. The temperature was in the high forties when we left, and Katie was wearing her black yoga pants and a crop tank top, along with a lightweight, gray, zippered hoodie. She exercises regularly and takes a yoga class, and she was back in great shape after having given birth to our daughter only six months earlier.

Katie is a beautiful woman, at five feet and five inches tall, and weighing one hundred and thirty pounds. She has brunette hair that is dyed blonde, which contrasts well with her green eyes. She also has a buxom build, and looks a lot like the actress Scarlett Johansson, with 32DD breasts, full lips, a voluptuous ass, and thick labia which form an enticing camel toe.

She looks fantastic in that yoga outfit, especially then, when her breasts had grown to 32Fs because of nursing. She attracts attention wherever we go, and I’ve always considered myself to be very lucky to be married to her. It is a great source of pride for me when other men stare lustfully at her.

We had been on the road for a little over three hours when we crossed the border into Nebraska. I set the cruise control for two miles per hour below the posted speed limit and made sure to signal before changing lanes. We were surprised and relieved not to see any type of police on the interstate (I-80), at least not until we stopped for gas and a restroom break a little over four hours from home.

There was a sheriff’s deputy getting coffee in the convenience store there, and I nodded to acknowledge him, trying not to look guilty or nervous, before Katie walked past us to the restroom. He’s a big, very fit, tough looking guy, at about six feet and two inches tall, weighing maybe two hundred pounds, and I’m guessing in his late forties. He first seemed to notice Katie’s protruding breasts, even in the hoodie, and camel toe as she passed us, and then followed her with his eyes, staring at her shapely ass that was so prominently displayed in her tight yoga pants.

The deputy briefly made eye contact with me before I went into the men’s room, and he had a devious smile on his face, as if to acknowledge how hot Katie is. The deputy was gone when we came out of the restrooms, and after getting some soft drinks and snacks, we hit the road again.

The sun was almost setting, and we were over an hour into Nebraska at that point, and I was no longer worried about encountering a police sting on the highway. I set the cruise control right on the seventy-five miles per hour speed limit and was a lot more relaxed than before. We had been driving for about five minutes when I heard a siren and saw the flashing lights behind us. Katie and I were in a panic, especially since I had never been stopped for going the speed limit, and I immediately pulled over, hoping for the best.

In the interest of not causing any of the officers mentioned in this story any problems or recriminations, I am not using their real names and descriptions, except for their genitals.

I got my license and registration out as I waited for the officer to approach the car, and soon realized that it was the deputy that we saw at the store. I smiled and asked, “What seems to be the problem, officer?”

His name tag showed his first name as Mitchell, and he leaned on the door and replied, “Well, sir, I clocked you going five miles per hour over the limit, and you have a broken taillight. I also see that you have Colorado plates, and after that funny look you gave me at the gas station, I’m a little suspicious. I’m going to have to ask you and the lady to get out of the car.”

I thought that his request was highly unusual for such minor violations, and I made the mistake of asking, “Is that really necessary, officer. I don’t think that I was actually going that fast, and I’ll get that taillight fixed when we get to Omaha.”

He didn’t like being questioned, and his demeanor got a lot more serious, as he responded, “Both of you, out of the car right now, and don’t give me any lip! Bring your car keys with you too, so I don’t have to worry about you bolting and having to chase you down!”

We got out of the car, and he brought me around to Katie’s side, away from the highway, and pushed us both down with our hands on the hood. He quickly frisked me, and then took his time, rubbing his hands between and on the outside of her legs, over her ass, and then under the sweatshirt and her arms, and what looked like the sides of her breasts. It was obvious that he was using the stop as an excuse to feel her up.

I knew that Katie had always been afraid of and suspicious of men in uniforms, but at the same time attracted to their air of authority. She was standing perfectly still as he frisked her, and I could tell from the way she grimaced a couple of times, that he had rubbed his hands against her pussy, and cupped her breasts.

Then he stepped back and said, “We get a lot of you kids coming through here with drugs, and our local law enforcement and courts are none too happy about that. I can search your car and find the drugs, or you can make it easier on yourselves, and tell me where they are.”

I didn’t want to admit that we had the marijuana, but I knew that he would easily find it in the trunk. Trusting that he really would be easy on us I said, “Please, officer, we don’t use drugs ourselves, and we were just taking a little marijuana to our friends in Omaha. We’ll both lose our jobs if we get arrested for drug possession, and I’m hoping there’s some way you can help us out here. The marijuana is in a backpack in the trunk.”

He smiled as I gave him the keys, and after tossing our bags on the ground to get to it, he came back with the backpack. He glared at us as he said, “Taking a little grass to your friends, my ass! This feels like at least a pound of marijuana here. I’m going to have to call one of my buddies on the State Patrol, so he can help me decide what to do with you two. You can sit in the back seat of my patrol car while I call him.”

Our worst nightmare was unfolding before our eyes. The deputy was getting the State Police involved, and I was afraid that we were totally fucked. Little did I know at that point, just how true that was.

Mitchell opened the door and let us in, and then stepped out of earshot and called his friend on his cell phone. I was getting the feeling that whatever he had in mind wasn’t necessarily official, since he didn’t use the police radio. I saw him laughing and gesturing at us as he talked on the phone, including holding his cupped hands in front of his chest, like he was describing the size of Katie’s tits.

Katie was glaring at me as she said, “Fuck you, Jason! See what the fuck you’ve done. That son of a bitch was feeling me up, and there’s no telling what he and his buddies are planning to do. We’re ruined, thanks to your dumb ass.”

He then got back into the front seat and said, “My buddy, Doug, will be here in a few minutes, and then we’ll sort all of this out.”

In only about five minutes the State Patrol car pulled up in front of our car, and then we really felt like criminals with the lights flashing on both cars and us in the back seat of the deputy’s car. The State Trooper got into the front seat with Mitchell, with a scale in his hand, as he looked back at Katie, undressing her with his eyes. The tag on his shirt showed his name as Doug, and he is a big, tough-looking guy like Mitchell.

It took Doug a few minutes to weigh the packages of marijuana, and the officers looked at one another and smiled, as they totaled the readings from the scale. Then Doug looked back at us sternly as he said, “You kids are in some really deep shit now. You’ve got a little over a pound of weed here, and the judge will be happy to throw your asses under the jail. He really hates dealers.”

I knew that I had only purchased sixteen ounces of weed, and thought it was highly unlikely that any of the stores would’ve given me more than I paid for. So, either he was putting his finger on the scale, or humidity had gotten into the marijuana. It was also possible that he was lying, or the weight of the packaging put it over a pound. We knew that possessing over a pound of weed is a felony, and Katie began to sob and cry uncontrollably, as I thought of something to say.

It was apparent that all I could do was be humble and contrite, and plead for mercy. I explained that we aren’t dealers, and that we were going to the Berkshire Hathaway meeting, and only taking the weed to our friends for their personal use.

Then I said, “Please, officers, there must be something we can do to avoid being arrested. We have a six-month-old daughter at home, and we’ll both lose our jobs if we have any kind of arrest for possession of drugs. And even worse, we spent all our savings on this marijuana for our friends. Please, sir, we’ll do anything to keep from being arrested.”

Mitchell smiled at Doug and looked back at us, before responding, “You look like nice kids, and seem to be sincere, but I don’t think we can believe that you would do anything to stay out of trouble.”

I saw what seemed like a small opportunity to negotiate, and I looked at the scared expression on Katie’s face before saying, “Being arrested would ruin our lives, and we’ll do anything for your leniency.”

Doug looked back at Katie and asked, “What do you have to say about this, pretty lady? I think your hubby means what he’s saying, but this will affect you a lot more than him.”

It was starting to dawn on Katie and me that those men were talking about having sex with her. She had always been conservative sexually, evidenced by the fact that she never had an interest in swapping with our friends.

For that reason, I wasn’t surprised when she replied in a trembling voice, and with tears in her eyes, “Pl... pl... please sir, there must be some other way. Jason is the only man I’ve ever had sex with, and I’m not on birth control right now.”

Doug laughed as he said, “Damn, Mitchell, this is perfect. It might be time to show this little lady what it’s like to be with real men. Her husband isn’t much of a man if he let her get into this situation in the first place. We just love fucking unprotected MILF cunts. And don’t worry, hubby will be involved too.”

There was a brief pause, while Katie was loudly sobbing, until Mitchell said, “Your tears don’t affect us, pretty lady. You two just need to decide. Do we take you in to see the judge, or do we get better acquainted in the little barn I have on some farmland near here?”

The answer to Mitchell’s question ended up being a turning point in our marriage, and it will be best for Katie to finish the story from her perspective.

Katie’s Story

This is Katie talking now, and I was not only pissed at Jason for getting us into our predicament with law enforcement, but also mad at myself for not taking a stronger hand and refusing to allow him to buy the pot for our friends in the first place. I knew that we could refuse the officers’ advances, and take our chances with the judge, but I was determined to avoid any kind of arrest or legal issues. I was even hoping to get them to return the pot, so we could get our money back from Kevin and Lindsay.

So, I decided to take control of the situation, and let the officers know how disgusted and angry I was with Jason, in hopes they would get the feeling that I was somehow on their side and trying to get even with my husband. And besides, those big guys looked very handsome and imposing in their uniforms, and I figured if I was going to be ravished by anyone, then they would be better than other possible options.

I said, “Okay, guys, my stupid fucking husband has gotten us into this situation, and now he seems a little too anxious to offer my ass up to resolve it. Well, fuck him! Let’s go to Mitchell’s barn. I’ll willingly offer my thanks for not arresting us, and even give you a little surprise.”

Jason could hardly believe my surrender, and acted like he was trying to talk me out of it, saying, “But, Katie, honey, you’re not on birth control and, oh shit, sweetie, are you sure about this?”

I just glared at Jason as the officers laughed, and Mitchell said, “The little lady has made up her mind, boy, so let’s get this show on the road. Katie will ride with me, Jason will follow, and Doug will bring up the rear. My place is only a few miles from the next exit, and we’ll be there in a few minutes.

Mitchell reached over and was rubbing my breasts on the way to his farm, as he said, “This will be a lot more enjoyable for all of us with you cooperating, sweetheart, and I can hardly wait to get my mouth on these big hooters of yours. You’re just about the prettiest and best build little filly I’ve ever seen.”

It was less than ten minutes later that we went through a gate onto his farm, and pulled up in front of a good-sized, pre-fabricated, Quonset hut building. There were various types of farm equipment and stored items in the back portion of the building, but he led us into his office/shop in the front. Jason and Doug followed us in after sliding the big, front door closed.

Mitchell went into a closet, pulled out, and unfolded a roll-away bed, that those men had undoubtedly used to fuck other apprehended travelers. Both officers started taking off their gun-belts, other equipment, and uniforms, as Mitchell said, “Time’s a-wastin’, little lady, so why don’t you get those tight clothes off and get comfortable.”

Both men looked to be in their late forties, but as they removed their undershirts and underwear, I was impressed by how muscular they are and generally in good shape. But I was most impressed with their big, uncircumcised cocks, that appeared to be about six or seven inches long on soft, and as thick as a summer sausage. Their balls are the size of eggs and hung low in their hairy scrota.

Their eyes were fixed on me as I peeled off my tank top and yoga pants, and Doug rubbed his big cock as he said, “Whoo-wee, look at the body on that little MILF! Now, what’s that surprise you told us about, sweetie?”

I backed up and sat on the bed, while lifting my 32F, milk-swollen breasts to my mouth, alternately sucking them, as trickles of milk ran down both breasts. I glared at Jason before saying, “I’m still breastfeeding our baby, and my tits are about to burst with milk after our drive. If you boys are thirsty, I’d be happy for you to relieve some of the pressure for me.”

The men curled up on the small bed, Mitchell on my right side, and Doug on my left, and leaned in, taking my areolas and nipples into their mouths. They began sucking as I raised my feet up on the bed, which pushed my thighs up to support their heads. They were sucking hard and feasting on my sweet breast milk, and my pussy was tingling and oozing with lust. It always turns me on sexually when Jason sucks milk from my breasts, and having two big-cocked, alpha-male officers sucking me got me aroused even more.

I was surprised to see Jason rubbing his pants and cock as he watched from a chair close to the bed. Then it was his chance to be surprised when I reached down and began to grip and stroke those big cocks, which encouraged the men to suck even harder on my breasts. Their cocks felt so thick and meaty in my hands, and I had no idea, after having only fucked Jason, that cocks could be that big. I loved the feeling of their thick foreskins and the squishy sound of the precum as I slowly stroked their cocks.

It took the men less than a minute to get fully hard, and I realized that I was holding cocks that looked to be at least eight or nine inches long, and so thick that my fingers didn’t quite touch while gripping them. Our friend, Lindsay, told me one time, when she was trying to convince me to swap with them, that Kevin’s cock is a huge nine inches long and thick, and that I’d enjoy fucking him. I had no point of reference then, but I was sorry we hadn’t swapped with them, after seeing Mitchell’s and Doug’s huge cocks, and feeling them in my hands.

They had been forcefully draining my tits for almost ten minutes, and as I felt them running dry, I decided to stay in control of the situation. I leaned down and took Mitchell’s cock into my mouth and began sucking it. He then moved to the end of the bed, with his back against the wall, pulling me with him. I was on my knees sucking his big, tasty cock, when Doug took advantage of my exposed position and moved in to suck my bulging, wet, and hairy labia.

Doug only sucked me for a couple of minutes, though, and he soon moved in and pressed the head of his massive cock into my vulva. I saw Jason sitting in the chair, with his pants down and stroking his dick, as Doug pushed inch after inch of his huge cock in me. It was painful at first, as Mitchell held my head in place and I sucked his thick cock.

Michell was gasping as he said, “Damn, Doug, this bitch is sucking my cock like a pro, and I’ll be feeding her my first load in just another minute.”

Then Doug was moaning as he said, “Fuck, man, just wait until you feel her tight, married cunt around your cock. Her husband’s little dick couldn’t have prepared her for being bred by our big cocks.”

Doug finally got most of his cock in my pussy, and he started slowly fucking me, still being careful not to hurt me. It was erotic feeling his big balls slapping against my thighs, and the pain I felt initially was replaced with pure pleasure.

Both men didn’t last very long that first time, after having sucked my lactating tits while I stroked their cocks, and I felt Mitchell’s cock throbbing and pulsing in my mouth, feeding me his huge load of cum, at about the same time Doug’s cock exploded in my cunt. I had been having orgasm after orgasm on his big cock, and when Jason knew from our moaning that we were all having orgasms, he ejaculated on the floor while watching us.

I kept sucking Mitchell’s softening cock and swallowing his cum, as Doug kept his big cock soaking in our combined juices. I knew that he was trying to impregnate me when he said, “Sorry, Mitchell, but I’ve got to stay in this cunt for a few minutes, to give my swimmers a chance to knock her up, before her hubby cleans her up for you.”

Jason was coming down from the throes of his ejaculation, and I don’t think he heard or understood what Doug said. He has eaten my pussy regularly since the time we started dating, but he had never eaten me out after we fucked. That’s at least part of what Doug meant earlier when we were on the side of the road, and he said, “And don’t worry, hubby will be involved too.”

Doug finally pulled his deflated cock out of my pussy, grabbed Jason by the arm, pushed him to his knees on the bed behind me. Then he said, “Get on up there and clean up your pretty wife. I left a big load in there for you to eat, so enjoy, cucky boy.”

I was still sucking Mitchell’s soft cock and couldn’t see behind me, but it seemed like Jason hesitated to eat me out, until Doug pushed his face into my just-fucked pussy, that was matted with our combined fuck juices, and still oozing with Doug’s cum. Jason tentatively licked my labia at first, and then started sucking my used cunt with a passion, as Mitchell moved away off the bed.

It was hard to believe how easily Jason took to sucking my cum-filled pussy, and even more surprising, when he finished cleaning me, and Doug pulled Jason’s mouth to his slimy cock. I watched as Jason sucked Doug’s cock and balls clean.

Doug saw how intently I was watching, and said, “Don’t feel too badly for your hubby, it’s common for these cucky boy types to realize they have a taste for cock, balls, and cum after they suck their wives’ used cunts the first time. We’re just getting him trained for you.”

We sat on the bed and rested for a while after that, and Jason would hardly even look at me. I think he was feeling badly for getting us into that situation, me being fucked by another man for the first time, and embarrassed that he had sucked my just-fucked pussy and Doug’s cock. Those men laid next to me and tenderly suckled my breasts, until their cocks recovered. I sucked Doug’s cock on the second round, while Mitchell fucked me, and Jason cleaned us again with his mouth.

From the time Mitchell stopped us on the highway, until they had both fucked me and I had sucked both off, a little over two hours had passed. The men started getting dressed, so I got dressed too.

Everyone was quiet for a moment, and I said, “I’ve got a little proposition for you, boys, that will help all of us. If you’ll give us back our pot, so we can take it to our friends and get our money back, we’ll stop back here on the way home on Sunday, for you to enjoy my milk-filled tits, pussy, and our mouths again. We’ll even stop every year in the future on our way to and from the meetings.”

Mitchell was just fastening his gun belt when he replied, “That sounds like a good plan, little lady, but don’t be surprised if we invite a few of our friends. We always like to share when we get a fine piece of pussy like yours, especially with those big, milky tits. So, we’ll give you the pot and our cell numbers, and expect to see you Sunday afternoon. And remember, if you don’t show, we know your address and will have some of our fraternal buddies in Highlands Ranch cause you a lot of trouble.”

Jason and I were quiet for the first ten minutes back on the road, and I finally said, “I’m going to call Lindsay and let her know that it’ll be after 3:00 am before we get there. I’ll just tell her we had car trouble, at least for now, and apologize for being so late.”

After the call, Jason said, “We need to talk about what happened, honey. I can’t believe the way you threw yourself at those men so eagerly, and shit, they both fucked and inseminated your unprotected pussy.”

I was still pissed at him for the whole situation, but not at all upset about discovering the joy of being fucked by those huge cocks. So, I not so nicely responded, “Like I said before; fuck you, Jason. You got us into this shit by insisting we buy all that fucking pot. And just so you know, I enjoyed sucking and fucking those hung officers. It didn’t look like you minded sucking my pussy clean and sucking their cocks either. And don’t forget that, because of freely giving myself to those men, and agreeing to fuck them on Sunday, we’ll be getting our savings back from Kevin and Lindsay.”

He kept trying to bring it up to me and I ignored him for the rest of our trip. Our friends were glad to see us when we arrived, and by the time we got reacquainted and then got settled in our bedroom, it was 4:30 am before we got to sleep.

We were exhausted from our trip and from having sex with the officers and didn’t wake up until almost noon on Saturday. We couldn’t go to the meeting on Friday because of our jobs, and the Saturday meeting was in session from 7:00 am to 4:00 pm. By the time we could have gotten cleaned up and something to eat, it didn’t make sense to face the crowds at what little was left of the meeting. So, we decided to spend the day and evening with Kevin and Lindsay, after getting our money back, of course.

Kevin could hardly keep his eyes off my milk-swollen tits. He tried to act like he was kiddingly offering to help me relieve the pressure when I went to our room to express some milk, but we all knew that he wouldn’t have hesitated to suck them for me.

Lindsay picked up in the fact that I was being cool to Jason, and early in the evening, when Kevin and Jason went out to pick up takeout Chinese dinner for us, I finally broke down and told her everything that happened on our trip.

She said, “Oh fuck, Katie, that’s an amazingly erotic story. Poor old Kevin has been trying to fuck you for years, but you’ve always been such a prude. Now I’m finding out that our weed purchase caused you to get fucked by two, hung officers, and I think Kevin’s huge cock might even have them beat. And shit, Katie, I had no idea that Jason is such an eager muff diver, and even sucked those cocks. Fuck, Kevin doesn’t have much of an interest in eating me out, and it would feel nice having Jason suck my just-fucked pussy.”

I wanted to let her know about my overall change in attitude about fucking other men, and replied, “I was so pissed at Jason, and even you guys, because buying that weed for you could have ruined our lives. But then on the rest of the drive here, I was almost thankful for discovering the joy of being fucked by those officers and their truly big cocks, after only having been fucked previously by Jason’s little dick. But as far as Jason is concerned, I’m still pissed at him, and I intend to teach him a lesson for getting us into that situation. This whole thing has awakened a lustful beast in me, and I intend to enjoy other men’s big cocks as often as I can.”

Lindsay asked, “Does that mean that you finally want to swap with us? And shit, what about the fact that you aren’t on birth control? Those officers fucked you bareback, and I know that Kevin only likes to fuck that way. Aren’t you worried about getting pregnant?”

I laughed nervously before answering, “Yeah, I guess I’m a little worried, because I’m almost in the middle of my cycle, and those two men left big loads of cum in my pussy, and even kept their cocks in me as they softened, probably trying to get me pregnant. So, what could it hurt to fuck Kevin? You can just let Kevin know that I’ll be receptive to him tonight, and he can get things started with his usual flirting and teasing after we eat. My breasts are about to burst with milk right now, so maybe he can get it started by offering to help me relieve the pressure. But I want Jason to be surprised as it unfolds.”

When our husbands returned, Lindsay took Kevin aside to let him know what was going on. He was smiling and making flirtatious comments during dinner, but Jason didn’t comprehend that the flirting was more intense than in the past. I was wearing a tight t-shirt with no bra and yoga pants and knew that my camel toe and huge breasts were plainly visible to the others.

We were sitting on their big sectional sofa into the family room after dinner, and while Kevin and Lindsay lit up some weed, Jason and I were drinking beer. After everyone was feeling relaxed, Kevin got things going by laughing as he said, “My oh my, Katie, those big milk jugs of yours look like they might be a little swollen and uncomfortable for you. Just let me know if you need a little help draining them. I don’t think Jason will mind, will you, old buddy?”

That comment didn’t seem to bother Jason, until I replied, “Thanks, Kevin, my twins are feeling kind of full. It’s been almost six hours since I pumped them. Be a good boy, Jason, and move over to give Kevin a little room.”

Jason looked surprised and hurt, but reluctantly moved. Kevin sat next to me, and when I pulled my t-shirt up and off, he was transfixed by the size and weight of my pendulous breasts, that were jiggling and swaying into place in front of him.

He immediately leaned over and latched onto my right areola and nipple, and weighed both breasts in his hands, after saying, “Oh my, Katie, your breasts are more fantastic than I’ve ever imagined. Holy shit, girl, these are some impressive mammaries.”

Kevin was happily sucking and draining my right breast, and I was surprised when Lindsay moved to my other side. Just before taking my left areola and nipple into her mouth, she said, “I hope you don’t mind, Katie, but I’ve just got to have a taste of your fantastic tits and milk. My goodness, girlfriend, these things are amazing.”

Jason had moved over to the other side of the sectional and was rubbing his crotch as he watched our old friends feasting on my breasts and tasty milk. I was getting so aroused, and I moved my left hand to rub Lindsay’s nice breasts, while at the same time rubbing Kevin’s crotch with my right hand.

I rubbed and gripped his hardening cock as I moaned and said, “Oh fuck, Kevin, I’ve heard so much about your big cock over the years, and now I can feel that it is a monster. You don’t mind if I take it out for you, and Lindsay, you don’t mind if I lift your t-shirt, do you?”

Both shook their heads ‘no’ as they continued suckling my breasts. I soon had Kevin’s thick, uncircumcised cock in my hand, and it’s bigger than the officer’s cocks, at a little over nine inches long. I also felt his big, low-hanging balls, and I knew that I had to fuck him. Lindsay’s D-cup breasts are also nice to rub and fondle, and I wanted to suck them when I had the opportunity.

After I started stroking Kevin’s cock, he began rubbing my pussy over my yoga pants, and my thick camel toe was soaked with my juices. My pussy was still just a little sore from the fucking I had the previous afternoon, but his fingers felt so good massaging my hairy labia. He finally started trying to push down my pants, and I helped him by lifting my hips. And when he started finger-fucking my bare pussy, I started rubbing Lindsay’s pussy over her pants.

The three of us were breathing hard, and I laid back to my left on the couch, as Lindsay moved back, and I stretched out my legs as Kevin rolled on top of me, after pulling our pants down and off our legs. The aroma of my wet pussy was filling the room, and as I gripped his ass to encourage him to impale me on his big cock, I nuzzled my face into Lindsay’s crotch, and smelled and felt her wetness.

I had never had girl-on-girl sex before, and in all our years knowing Lindsay, we had never given one another even a hint of an interest in lesbian sex. But as I felt Kevin’s huge cock press into my receptive, married cunt, I suddenly had a desire to suck her pussy. Lindsay picked up on my suggestive move of rubbing my face in her crotch, and she took off her pants, before sitting on my face, as Kevin fucked me hard and deep

Jason was sitting across from us, with his pants down, stroking his dick, as I was smothered by pussy at the same time I was being fucked. Kevin alternately sucked my breasts as he fucked me, and at one point he said, “Oh fuck, Katie, your tits and pussy are amazing, and I wish we had done this many years ago. But are you sure that you want me fucking your bareback? Lindsay said that you aren’t using birth control and you’re close to your fertile time. I’d be happy to breed you though, if those officers haven’t already knocked you up, and I’m just about ready to fill your married womb with my big load of cum.”

I couldn’t answer him, when my face and mouth pressed under Lindsay’s pussy, and I felt her tremble and release more of her juices when Kevin started moaning as his cock began to throb and pulse, filling my womb with his seed. I looked over to see Jason shooting his load at the same time.

Kevin kept slowly fucking me with his softening cock, almost like he was trying to give his sperm a good chance to impregnate me, and he and Lindsay were kissing above me, as they used my mouth and pussy for their pleasure. Kevin finally pulled out of me, and Jason didn’t have to be told to move between my legs and suck my pussy clean. At the same time, Lindsay knelt beside the couch and leaned down to give me a passionate, tongue-probing kiss, as we shared her tasty juices.

After my pussy was clean and I finished kissing Lindsay, I looked down at Jason and said, “Go on, honey, and clean up Kevin too, just like you did for Mitchell and Doug. And damn, honey, I’m finding that I just might like eating pussy as much as you do sucking cocks.”

We kept our clothes off, drinking and relaxing after the first round of sex, and then Jason fucked Lindsay, while Kevin fucked me again. Jason then cleaned everyone up with his mouth, and we all went to bed together. Lindsay and I kissed, sucked one another’s breasts, and had an intense sixty-nine muff-diving session, while our husbands watched and rested up, except for Jason sucking Kevin’s cock, and then we fucked until the wee hours of the morning.

We left Omaha at 9:00 am on Sunday morning, after having a farewell fuck with Kevin, and I called Mitchell to let him know we’d be in his area in about four hours. Jason and I talked on the way there, and he was beginning to resign himself to the fact that the dynamics of our relationship had permanently changed. I intended to fuck as many well-hung men as I wanted to, especially those officers, and he would take his place as my pussy cleaning and cock sucking cuckold husband.

It was a little after 1:00 pm when we arrived at Mitchell’s farm building, and I was surprised to see two state patrol cars and two sheriff’s cars there. We went in and Mitchell said, “We’re really happy that you kids decided to keep our bargain and come back to see us. We’ve got a couple of other officers to share Katie with too. This is Jeff, one of my fellow deputies, and that’s Calvin, one of Doug’s trooper buddies. Get those clothes off, sweetie, since we need to hurry a little and get back on patrol.”

The new men are also big, burly guys, and they were happy when I stripped, and my huge, milk-filled breasts swung and jiggled into view. Jeff and Calvin laid on either side of me to get their first tastes of my breasts and milk as Mitchell moved between my legs, and unceremoniously shoved his thick cock in my pussy, and Doug got on his knees by my head and shoved his cock into my mouth. I was still a little sore from their fucking me on the way to Omaha, and the several times Kevin fucked me with his even larger cock, but I loved the feeling of having my adulterous pussy stretched with his thick cock meat.

Mitchell fucked me hard and fast as the other men suckled my breasts, and Calvin finally pulled away from my breast to say, “Holy shit, boys, these are some of the biggest and tastiest tits I’ve ever enjoyed. Damn, this little lady is sure built for sucking and fucking.”

Doug ended up cumming in my mouth at about the same time Mitchell ejaculated into my pussy, and then Jason cleaned me up before Jeff started fucking me. He and Calvin also have thick, uncircumcised cocks, that are seven to eight inches long, and I liked his curved cock, that rubbed my G-spot the whole time, and gave me continuous orgasms.

Those men took turns with my mouth and pussy for the next hour and a half, and I took four loads of cum in my mouth, and six in my pussy. Jason was also busy between fuckings and cleaning me up, sucking their cocks to get them hard for me.

Everyone had gotten dressed and we were getting ready to leave, when I took Mitchell aside and said, “Thanks to you and Doug and your other friends, we’ve discovered a whole new way of life that Jason will have to accept if he wants to be with me. I plan to connect with you boys on every trip we make this way, and I’d also like to get to know some of your well-hung fraternal buddies in Highlands Ranch. I’m looking forward to seeing you boys next year, and you should feel free to stop in if you get down our way.”

We picked up our daughter from Mom’s home at around 7:30 pm and had to make up stuff that we did at the meeting and how much we enjoyed it. Then we got back into our work routine at the beginning of the week. Things changed on Friday, though. I was almost home from picking our daughter up at daycare, after work that day, when I was pulled over by a Highland’s Ranch officer.

I knew that I wasn’t speeding and hoped that it was one of Mitchell’s contacts trying to meet me. He came up to my window and asked, “Do you know why I pulled you over, mam?”

He appeared to be maybe in his early forties, and I looked up at his name tag and saw that his first name is Bill. I decided to treat it as a bona fide traffic stop until I knew his intentions, and I answered, “No sir, officer Bill, I don’t know why you stopped me. I know that I wasn’t speeding and I’m sure that I’ve obeyed all the other traffic laws.”

Our daughter was asleep in the booster seat in the back, and was too young to know what was going on anyway, so I wasn’t concerned when he smiled and said, “Well, I was stopping you to let you know that one of the other officers and I would sure like to help you out. A friend of mine from Nebraska said that I should be on the lookout for you, and that we might have some mutually enjoyable interests. And I can see that he wasn’t exaggerating about those huge milk jugs of yours.”

I unbuttoned two more buttons on my blouse, and after spreading the fabric to show him my deep cleavage and bulging breasts, I took his hand from where he was leaning on the door and pushed it under my blouse. He squeezed my breast and I felt a trickle of milk leaking, as I said, “That was really nice of Mitchell to tell you about me, and I sure would like to get to know you and your friend better.

Bill kept squeezing my breast and said, “Damn, sweetheart, you’re leaking like a sieve down there. Maybe I should follow you home and help you out with these big things.”

I was going to feed the baby and put her down for a short nap anyway, so I said, "Sure, Bill, if you can be patient with me while I feed my baby and put her down. Then you and your friend can come back later tonight, maybe after you get off work, and we can really get to know one another.”

He followed me home, and although I knew that the neighbors would be curious about seeing a police cruiser parked out front, it would be easy to make up something to explain his presence. So, we went inside, and he watched as I fed the baby a little from both breasts, before putting her down. Then he sat laid across my nap to finish draining my breasts, and I rubbed his hard cock over his pants as he suckled first one and then the other breast.

I loved seeing him in his uniform and was so horny and wanted to fuck him right then but decided that I should wait for Jason to get home. But I did get him to help me push his pants down, and I sucked him off while he fingered-fucked my adulterous pussy. I loved his thick, uncircumcised cock, that had to be as big as Kevin’s, and he was moaning and thrusting in my mouth as I sucked him dry and swallowed his big, tasty load of cop cum.”

He was pulling up his pants and straightening out his uniform when he said, “I owe Mitchell big time. You’re just about the hottest little MILF I’ve ever been with, and I get more than my fair share of pussy with this job. I’ll be back with my friend, Dave, at around 8:00 pm, and we’ll definitely get better acquainted. I hear that your hubby was very compliant to you and the other officers, so I’m guessing that he won’t be a problem.”

I told Jason about my encounter with the officer as soon as he got home, and although he was a little reluctant for us to have the men to our home, he yielded to my desires. By 8:00 pm the baby was down for the night, and when Bill and Dave arrived, we took them to our bedroom.

Both of those men have big cocks, and I sucked Dave off while Bill had his turn in my pussy, and then Dave fucked me after he rested up. The men took turns fondling and suckling my milk-swollen breasts, and before the night was over each of the men had fucked me twice, and I also sucked both off. Of course, Jason was my compliant pussy cleaner, and he also cleaned their cocks after each fucking

Bill and Dave, as well as two more police officers, became regular guests in our home. I also surprised one of the administrators and a teacher from my school who had been flirting with me and brought them home to fuck me. One of Jason’s coworkers had been telling him how hot I am, and it didn’t take much to get him to our home to fuck me either.

Two weeks after our first encounter with Mitchell and Doug, I missed my period and was sure that one of those men is the father. Jason hadn’t fucked me for several days before our trip, nor since, and I’m sure that he isn’t the father. So, here we are now, a year later, with two children, and the Highlands Ranch cops and others to keep my pussy full of cock and fully satisfied. There’s just something about those authoritative men in uniform that make my pussy wet and ready to be fucked.