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Detective Buttslut	By : Sammycolt Category: -Misc TV Shows > Het - Male/Female Views: 2968 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own "L.A.'s Finest" or any of the characters. It is a Spectrum Originals production and I do not make any money from this story!

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“Thanks!” Nancy McKenna shouted over the surrounding noise, smiling at the elderly barman as he slid the full pitcher of beer over the counter, along with two fresh glasses. In return, she handed him a folded twenty-dollar bill. “Keep the change!”
“Will do, sweetheart!” came the reply, followed what apparently was supposed to be a flirtatious grin, slightly undercut by the fact that the man’s best days were several decades behind him.
Deciding not to go any further in that particular direction, the LAPD Detective took her beer and turned away from the bar, feeling the man’s eyes immediately draw to her denim-clad booty. She rolled her eyes a little, but at the same time couldn’t help but smirk, her mood too good to be ruined by blunt advances like this. It had been too long since she had had a night like this.
Balancing her pitcher, she skillfully navigated the crowded, noisy bar, dodging waitresses and other patrons without spilling a sip as she made her way back to her table in one of the more secluded corners of the bar where her partner was hunched over her phone, typing away.
“Well, hey there, girlie!” McKenna addressed her in a mock southern drawl, getting Syd’s attention. The black woman lifted her eyes and quickly slipped the phone back into her pocket, greeting her with a smile. “Thought I’d buy a sweet bird like you a drink!”
Syd cocked an eyebrow, giving her an amused smirk in return. “That was horrifying!”
“Whatever!” Nancy shrugged and both women chuckled as she slid back into her seat, pouring each of them a beer and lifting her glass in a toast. “To dumb criminals and stupid defense attorneys!”
Glasses clinked and each of them took a healthy sip of their drink. It was Friday night, L.A. was in a party mood and the two of them had every reason to celebrate as a rookie error on the part of a highly paid attorney had opened a possibility to apprehend one of the city’s leading crime figures, Josh McMahon, with barely a day’s work. It wasn’t often that a win this big just fell into their lap, but neither was about to complain, so after McMahon sat in his cell and all the necessary paperwork was dealt with they had immediately made their way to a bar, aiming to get some much-needed stress relief.
“Fucking hell, it’s been too long!” Nancy grinned, savoring the beer while scouting the crowded bar. It wasn’t a high-class establishment by any means, but what it lacked in style it made up for in charisma with great music and a fun crowd.
“YEAH!” Sydney shouted, causing Nancy to jump and give her partner a surprised look.
“Nice to know you agree!”
“Oh sorry,” the gorgeous black woman chuckled before pointing up to one of the wall-mounted TVs, where the Lakers had just conceded a three-pointer, putting the Heat two points ahead.
“Fucking traitor…” Nancy grinned, more amused than anything. She didn’t get too involved with basketball, but knew Syd was a die-hard fan and was happy to entertain a bit of rivalry.
“What can I say? That kid is just amazing!” Syd shrugged, pointing up at the young player who had just scored. “Balls of steel and always ready to take charge!”
“Sounds hot!” Nancy quipped, taking another sip. There weren’t really any plans for the night and she was open to pretty much anything from drinking while watching a basketball game to going out and dancing: it was her first real night off in a while. If Syd wanted to watch, it was fine with her…
Just as she settled in, getting a good view of the screen, Syd’s phone rang.
“Fuck!” Nancy’s partner grumbled, eyes never leaving the screen as she fumbled her phone out of the pocket of her blazer and answered the call. “Yeah?!”
Nancy watched with a furrowed brow, taking another sip of beer, as Syd listened to what the person on the other end of the line had to say, wondering who it was that was interrupting their evening.
“Yeah… yeah, we’re here!” Syd replied to whoever was on the other end, eyes still trained on the large screen, following the game. The other person said something that made the pretty black woman crack a seedy little grin, her pearly white teeth flashing before her eyes flitted over to Nancy, giving her friend a very blatant once-over. “Yeah, she’s here too. Looks fucking hot, you’ll see. Tight jeans to show off that perky booty…”
Nancy opened her mouth, feeling a slight flush rise in her cheeks and she gave her partner a look that was a mixture of exasperation and amusement. Syd caught her glare, which only made her grin widen.
“Yeah, great… we’re sitting in the back. To your right-hand side when you enter. See you then!” with that she hung up and slid her phone back into the inner pocket of her blazer, her attention nonchalantly drawing back to the basketball game. “Oh, come on!” she groaned, throwing her hand up in frustration as her team easily gave the ball away and ran straight into a counter attack.
“Uhm…” Nancy cleared her throat, cocking an eyebrow at her partner, “You want to tell me what all that was about?”
“Huh?!” Syd looked at her with an expression of mock innocence, “Oh, that was Jack Jacobs!” She shrugged before returning back to the tv as if that short sentence was explanation enough.
“Officer Jack Jacobs?” Nancy prodded, honestly confused. “Like, the young guy from work? Tall, slim, brown hair…”
“That’s the one.”
Alright…” Nancy took a swig of beer. “And why the fuck are you discussing my ass with Officer Jacobs?”
Syd grinned. “Because I want him to bury his face all up in there…”
“Excuse me?!” Nancy gasped, shocked by her partner’s bluntness. “What are you, my pimp now?”
The other woman chortled. “If I was, I would have very rough words with you over my lack of income over the last few weeks.”
Eyes narrowing, the Latina leaned in. Syd only glanced at her and smirked at her demeanor. “Oh, give me a break, McKenna. You moved out of Patrick’s house a month ago and I know for a fact you haven’t gotten lucky since then. And I bet the weeks before that the two of you haven’t exactly worked your way through the kama sutra either…”
Opening her mouth, Nancy remained silent. Instead, she felt her blush return a little. Syd wasn’t wrong, it really had been a while. Nonetheless, the audacity of her partner to just arrange something like this behind her back. “Maybe I want some alone time!”
“Maybe… but you don’t. You need to party a little, McKenna. I’m not saying you should rebound and get into a new relationship. Far from it, in fact. What I am saying is you need to get someone to take care of your needs. Some no strings fun.”
“So you picked out Officer Jacobs to do the job?!”
“Yeah, well, I know he can deliver on what you need.”
“Seriously?”
Syd’s grin gleamed. “Yeah. Few weeks back I took young Jack home and convinced myself of his qualifications first hand. You know…” she winked, “quality control.”
“Unbelievable…” Smiling incredulously, Nancy shook her head. “So, what if I don’t want your sloppy seconds?”
“Then I’ll take Jacobs home with me tonight and we’ll find you some other guy to do the deed.” The black woman leaned back, took a sip of beer, obviously very pleased with herself before she added. “… or girl.”
“You’re unbelievable!”
“Funny. Jacobs said the same thing about me…” Syd retorted before perking up. “There he is!”
Nancy followed her partner’s gaze to see Jack Jacobs enter the bar, head on a swivel as he quickly scanned his surroundings. Spotting them easily, he nodded and made his way past the crowd towards them, greeting a few colleagues on the way who were drinking a few tables over. As he approached, Nancy took the young man in. Syd wasn’t wrong, Jacobs was definitely not hard to look at. A bit over six feet tall, slim but strong he had swapped his uniform for a tight-fitting black t shirt that was showing off his toned arms, and some jeans. His hair was fashionably short, styled with wax and his clean-shaven face was narrow, but attractive. As he approached their table, Nancy had to admit that his half-smile, exuberating youthful confidence, was quite the attractive feature.
“Hi!” he greeted, sliding onto the empty seat next to Nancy.
Syd’s grin was so wide Nancy guessed it must have hurt her cheeks. “Hi, Jack!”
“Hey!” Nancy replied, feeling more than a little awkward as she had been pushed into this situation unexpectedly. What had seemed like a relaxed night out with a few beers somehow had turned into a blind date within mere minutes.
“Look at the two of you, so cute!” Syd mercilessly beamed, savoring her friend’s awkwardness before unnecessarily introducing them. “Nancy, this is Jack. 25 years old, eight inches long and one hell of a skilled tongue. Seriously, he’s like a magician of oral sex, you gotta give that a try.” The black woman closed her eyes and let out a purr for emphasis. “Best you ever had, I promise!”
Both Nancy and Jack sat in silence, the Latina looking anywhere but the young man as her friend continued torturing her.
“Jack, this is Nancy! Seriously underfucked, can hold her breath for more than three minutes at a time and from our time in the gym showers I can proudly declare: one of the prettiest little pussies you have ever seen. And just between the two of us: she was at the massage parlor yesterday and had her mound waxed smooth like a slut…” Basking in the silence for a moment, Syd let her words sink in before she concluded. “So: oral virtuoso meets gorgeous cunt. Am I a matchmaker or what?” She laughed as she stood up. “If you kids need me, I will be at the bar…”
Nancy and Jack sat in silence as Syd left them alone, both having to process what had just happened.
“Wow…” Jack finally muttered.
“Yeah…” Nancy agreed.
“I… think I need a drink.”
“Same!”
Jack nodded. With a quick wave he signaled a waiter. “Two shots of tequila please.”
“Same for me!” Nancy added, causing her date to grin. Finally, their eyes met and they let out a helpless chuckle.
“Well,” Jack smirked, “Where do we go from here?!”
“I honestly… no clue!” Nancy shrugged. She was able to think on her feet in a firefight and outwit some of the best lawyers the criminal underworld of L.A. had to offer, but put on the spot, shoved into a sex-date like this when five minutes ago she had thought she was here for a girls’ night out with her partner… she was lost. “I thought I’d just be out drinking tonight…”
“Fair enough!” Jacobs nodded. Their drinks arrived, they each took a glass, clinked them together and necked them, grimacing at the burning sensation in their throats. “So, I meant to say... You have a pretty badass reputation at the precinct.”
“Mmhm!” Nancy nodded, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand as she enjoyed the fire in her belly for another second. “Thank you, Jacobs. I took a look at your evaluations a while ago too. Impressive! You did a Bachelor’s degree in psychology, yet decided to swap that for the glorious lifestyle of a cop?!”
“What can I say?” Jacobs smiled. “I love how the human psyche works. I love how every one of us is at the same time strong and independent, but on the other hand if you know how to do it you can easily nudge and prod a person to do what you want.”
“So you like manipulating people?”
That made the young man laugh. “That’s certainly one way to put it. I’d say I like to understand people better… Anyway, ultimately, I felt the curriculum didn’t work for me and I wanted to get a more hands-on job. Hence, the career switch. And I still hope that the knowledge acquired in my studies will help me get ahead.”
“I can see that.” McKenna agreed. “It obviously already helps you in your personal life…”
Jacobs cocked an eyebrow.
“Oh, don’t give me that innocent crap. I am a ‘badass detective’, remember?” Nancy chuckled, playfully hitting his shoulder. “As if that reputation of yours is a coincidence? I mean, my girl over there just basically ran a commercial on your qualities as a lover. Your tongue put a reward system in place to incentivize girls to drop their panties so you and your dick could reap the rewards…”
Jacobs smirked, lifting his hands palm-side up. “Busted!”
“It is a great scheme,” Nancy admitted, a grin on her face. She grabbed her second shot and downed it before standing up. “Come on then. I want to see how that tongue stacks up to its reputation!”
The young officer looked at her in surprise. With her being known as a bit of an ice queen had prepared him for a lengthy evening and middling chances of success at best, all his male colleagues warning him how the gorgeous Latina was unattainable. Now she was basically giving herself away with hardly any effort required. Maybe the infamous Nancy McKenna was just another dirty, little slut, she just hid it a little better. He fought back a wide grin as he emptied his tequila, then quickly stood to follow as Nancy already pushed her way to the exit. Knowing that he could get away with it he let his eyes drift down to the stunning detective’s thick, denim-clad bubble butt, admiring the sensuous side-to-side sway and its firm, feminine roundedness. This was going to be fucking fun!
“Hey!” Jacobs had to raise his voice to get heard over the overall noise of the bar. Reaching out, he grabbed Nancy’s hand to stop her. “Where are you going?”
The detective turned to face him, a look of confusion in her eyes. “What do you mean? I thought we were heading to your place and… you know…”
The uncharacteristic awkwardness in her demeanor made Jacobs smile. For a stone-cold professional she really had a charming shyness to her and the slight blush in her cheeks when she hinted at what she wanted was straight up adorable. While she had really given in quickly it was rather obvious that she wasn’t on familiar territory, that she truly wasn’t “that kind of girl”.
“I don’t think I want to wait that long!” he grinned, trying to give her an assuring look, “I doubt I can control myself long enough for us to get there! I have a better idea, come with me!”
Nancy frowned and opened her mouth, but before she could bring out a word the young man had turned around. His hand holding firmly on to hers, he quickly dragged her with him. She allowed him to lead her back through the bar, away from the front door all the way to the back to a small, dimly lit hallway where the restrooms and kitchen were. Past those, Jacobs quickly found what he was looking for: an old, sturdy looking steel door with a green emergency exit sign shimmering on the wall above.
“There we go!” he said, pushing the heavy door open to reveal the back alley behind the bar, “Perfect!”
Nancy hesitantly followed him outside. Her assessment of their surroundings turned out less favorable, which clearly showed on her face. It certainly wasn’t the cleanest of places, as one would expect from a back alley. Old crates sat on one side, as well as several large dumpsters that filled the air with an unpleasant odor, though it wasn’t as bad as she would have expected. The floor was asphalt, old and cracked, with bits and pieces of trash that had missed the dumpsters strewn about. On the far side, old furniture that wasn’t in use in the bar anymore was stacked up. Ragged chairs, rickety tables as well as a worn-out leather couch were there, crammed up and left to their fate and the elements. It seemed like the couch still functioned as a break spot for the staff, as two empty ash trays suggested. The entire place was illuminated by a single street lamp, flickering above while two of its brethren had died off a long time ago.
Her lips curling in distaste, Nancy turned towards Jacobs, less than impressed with where he had taken her. With one hand she held the steel door open, really wanting to leave this place. “You know, I really think…”
“Shut up!” his voice was deep and urgent and he quickly closed the distance between them. Nancy gasped in surprise as two strong hands grabbed her hips and firmly steered her backwards, followed by a moan that was almost a purr when he dominantly pressed his lips against hers. The door slipped from her fingers and slammed shut as she was pushed up against the rough concrete wall. Her lips parted and Jacobs immediately took advantage, his tongue invading her mouth. She heard herself moan again as she felt overwhelmed, the heady rush of pleasure driving all protests from her mind. Instead, she felt herself melting into the kiss. Her arms drew around his shoulders and she allowed him to proceed, plundering her mouth. She could hardly believe the sensations.
“Mmmwait!” she finally managed, her brow furrowing as she did her best to focus against the rush of endorphins that his assault had triggered. She managed to push him off just a bit with her palm against his chest and turned her head when he tried to lock lips again. Instead, he found the side of her neck and goosebumps formed on a moment’s notice all over her body as he nibbled on her sensitive skin. Her eyes fluttered before, with a huge effort, she managed to push her insistent lover off again.
“Waitwaitwait!” she giggled, high on the rush of their lewd activity, “What if someone comes?!”
“It’s exciting, isn’t it?!” Jacobs grinned, his eyes dark pools of desire, his voice a low growl. He pecked at the nape of her throat again, sending a shiver through her frame. “Enjoy the thrill, babe!”
Nancy wanted to protest, but her words slipped from her mind when Jacobs reached up and gently but firmly pushed her chin, making her turn her face back towards him. Before she could regain her composure, his wickedly talented mouth covered hers again and all that came out was another helpless moan. He was right! It was damned exciting!
His toned body pressing against hers, he just took her. He was aggressive, his tongue way more demanding and forceful than she was used to, but while he had caught her off guard she was definitely not complaining. It had been way too long…
Nancy felt almost drunk when he finally broke the kiss. Her eyes half-lidded, she let out a small whimper as he tugged at her full bottom lip with his teeth. She could feel how wet she was already, revved up by his skillful mouth and all the reservations she had about the location a mere minute ago felt like they were far away.
Jacobs gave her a cheeky grin, seeing the effects he had on her. “Fuck, you are gorgeous!” he whispered at her, pouring a little more honey into her ear before he stepped back. He pulled her away from the wall before he gave her a slight shove to make her stagger backwards towards the old couch.
“Over there!” he said, his voice commanding, “I want to taste that pussy of yours now!”
Her heart was beating hard as Nancy was pushed backwards. She followed his guidance unquestioningly until the backs of her knees hit resistance and she dropped back on the couch. Biting her lower lip, she watched as Jacobs dropped to his knees and he stared deeply into her eyes as his skilled fingers went to work on her pants. Her belt was deftly unbuckled, the button popped and before she fully grasped what was happening Jacobs fingers grabbed a hold of the waistband of her jeans. She let out a girly squeak when he roughly yanked, pulling her butt up off the couch and making her fall backwards. He let out a deep, primal growl as her pants were dragged down over her ass and to her mid-thighs, exposing a plain, black thong. She felt her blush deepen as the cool night air touched her skin, making her once more self-conscious about how public and out in the open they were.
Jacobs, however, did not give her time to think. With wild determination he yanked again, eliciting another gasp from Nancy as he pulled her tight jeans down her legs until they tangled around her sneakers. For a split-second she thought he had maneuvered himself into a dead end, her pants stuck awkwardly around her footwear, but a third harsh pull upwards that lifted her clean off the couch for a half-second not only dragged her jeans clean off, but her shoes and socks came off as well.
“Oh wow,” Nancy muttered. Her pulse raced, nipples drawing tight in excitement as the handsome man stripped her. Jacobs wasted no time, carelessly tossing her pooled-up pants behind himself and grabbing her ankles. He spread her legs wide open, forcing her legs to the sides and basically pinning her into a splits position that fully, completely exposed her thong-covered crotch. A smirk curled the corners of his mouth as he was clearly able to make out the outlines of McKenna’s pussy through the thin fabric.
“You’re fucking stunning, you know that?!” he growled, looking into her eyes and watching her breath hitch as he leaned in and placed a kiss right on her mound. The heat of her sex emanated through the cotton. She was definitely ripe for the taking. He saw her bite down on her inner cheek when he reached for her thong, again grabbing it with two hands. However, instead of sliding it down her legs like she expected, he surprised her when he ripped it apart instead.
“Aaah!” Nancy gasped in shock, wide-eyed, as the fabric briefly bit into her skin before it tore into shreds and then Jacobs flung the tattered remains of her underwear aside and once more pushed her thighs wide with both hands, spreading her bare pussy for him to view. Ashamed by his brazen inspection, she closed her eyes but did nothing to stop him, feeling his hungry gaze on her twat.
He took a moment and took in the sight of Nancy McKenna’s pussy. He had heard so much about her at this point, not only about her badass professional reputation, but also about her cool demeanor. Detective Campbell had warned him about how even attempting to flirt with her could end in disaster and how more than one man had been cut down in front of his friends for an inappropriate joke. He had taken the challenge and the office ice queen had been melted, on her back with her legs spread like the back-alley bitch that she was, offering that bald cunt to him. And Syd really hadn’t promised too much: her partner really had a pretty, little pussy. Perfectly waxed lips gaped slightly, puffy with arousal and revealing the creamy pink of her fuckhole, proof of how urgently she needed it.
Licking his lips he pushed Nancy’s thighs up a bit further, rolling her hips to expose her cute, puckered asshole between her firm cheeks. He fought back a wolfish grin as he took his time to enjoy the view, feeling Nancy shudder with embarrassment and arousal. Savoring the luxurious feel of her silky-smooth skin, he slid his palms down the backs of her thighs until he held a caramel-colored buttock in each hand. Squeezing them firmly for a second, he then pulled them wider apart, prying open her crack completely and distending her small, tight pucker to a lewd oval. Her sphincter clenched briefly under his gaze, almost winking at him a little.
Nancy let out a girly, embarrassed whimper. Her stunning face turned an attractive shade of pink as her most private of places was inspected by this young man from work, who doubtlessly saw her as little more than a prestigious prize and was making no pretense which of her petite holes he was currently interested in. Her lips quivered at the thought. She had never really entertained the idea of anal sex, it seemed very much like a macho, misogynist concept. However, now, knowing he was looking at her there, a deep, dark part of her seemed to actually like it!
Before she could go down that particular road any further, however, Jacobs put a stop to that. He leaned in and she felt his hot breath tickle across her bare, exposed pussy. A naughty tingle went up her spine and she watched with wide eyes as he inched his thumbs up. Placing one on each smooth pussy lip, he used them to open her hole wider, spreading her obscenely for his viewing pleasure. He inhaled, smiling as he took in her intoxicating scent. She had showered after work, smelling like some kind of feminine soap. He could make out an aroma of vanilla and strawberry that now mixed with her own arousal, making for a heady combination that made his mouth salivate.
Her eyes briefly flitted over to the heavy, closed door and she felt a flutter of panic in the pit of her stomach at the idea that at any moment someone could open it and see her like this. She was a regular customer; people knew her here and all it would take for any man in that bar right now to get a perfect view of her pink pussy and even her puckered asshole was to inch that door open. How humiliating that would be…
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