“Girl Scout Cookies”

Posted by tina on January 05, 20010 at 05:46:15:

Hi, everyone! Jeanine dressed up as a (slutty) girl scout for Halloween. Trick or Treat? Enjoy!

“Girl Scout Cookies”
By Tina
Jeanine Alexander tilted the glass a little and looked closely at the far side of the rim of light colored liquid. Then she brought the glass to her nose as she gently swirled the wine. The color appeared perfect and the bouquet was delightful. The taste had not failed to live up to her initial tests. The chardonnay was obviously expensive. Ms Alexander was about to take another sip when Joe had laughed.

Joe was unable to contain his laughter. He tried hard not to laugh but the scene before him was just too surreal not to laugh out loud.

“Oh, you find me funny?” Jeanine inquired with mock furry on her face, “you won’t get any of my cookies that way.” Joe got himself under control as he continued to gaze at his new friend. He knew Jeanine was thirty but he had to admit she had the fresh scrubbed look of a Girl Scout. Her hair was tied in two long pony tails so that wasn’t at all odd. It was just the sight of a “girl scout” drinking a glass of chardonnay, a handcuff dangling from her wrist and her bare midriff showing that Joe had found so hilarious.

“Sorry,” Joe said as he pulled Jeanine closer. “Kiss and make up?” he questioned as his lips move toward her brightly painted red lips. Jeanine pretended to pout for a minute and then smiled brightly. “Okay!” Joe smelled her lovely scent as their lips met. To his surprise Jeanine slid her tongue up against his lips and then inside his mouth as his lips parted. He moaned with delight as their tongues played and his left hand went to Jeanine’s left thigh.

The scout shorts the lady was wearing left most of Jeanine’s smooth white thighs exposed. She had long legs. She did not resist as Joe’s hand slid upward inside the loose fitting leg of the sort. It was her turn to moan as his hand fondled the crotch of her red satin panties. As they continued a tongue exchanged occurred with Joe’s tongue exploring Jeanine’s inviting lips.

“You wouldn’t take advantage of a girl scout?” Jeanine inquired as she lifted her left wrist with Joe’s handcuffs still dangling down. “I think I just might,” Joe replied as he gently forced Jeanine’s arms behind her back. Joe locked the loose cuff around Jeanine’s right wrist. Her arms were now securely fastened behind her back. Going to a costume party as a police office did have its advantages. Jeanine lay back against the couch pillow as Joe unfastened her shorts. He slowly slid the shorts down Jeanine’s long legs. “Hmmmm, lovely red panties,” Joe complimented, “standard girl scout issue I assume.”

“I’m wearing the bra to match,” Jeanine replied with a wicked smile on her lovely lips, “care to take a look?”

Joe unbuttoned Jeanine’s crop top. She was indeed wearing a red satin bra underneath the less than demure Girl Scout top. “I think I can help you earn your slut merit badge tonight,” Joe said with a laugh. Jeanine smiled an appropriately wicked smile as Joe hooked her panties and slid them down her long legs. He had to laugh again as he looked at the sight.
Jeanine had lain against the far end of the couch. Her lovely red bra was exposed under the open uniform top. Her wispy blond bush was now exposed with her shorts and panties tossed on the floor. She still wore the standard issue Girl Scout socks and hiking boots. But the pretty blond knew she wouldn’t be hiking that night. She waited with anticipation as Joe stripped off his faux police uniform.

“That’s quite a night stick you have there officer,” Jeanine complimented as Joe moved between her legs. His erect cocked swung from side to side as he moved into position. That was when disaster struck.

“No, oh no,” Joe had mumbled and then had screamed, “NO NOT NOW!” Jeanine, quite startled, cringed back against the plush pillow as she looked at Joe’s hard cock. Cum was beginning to dribble onto her right thigh. Then a long stream squirted up onto her lower abdomen. When she realized what had happened it was the blond bimbo’s turn to laugh. Her long blond hair was tied in pony tails on either side of her head and the long blond curls swung from side to side as she began to laugh hysterically.

“Looks like a premature shot officer,” Jeanine had managed to say between belly laughs.
Jeanine would not have laughed so long and hard had she stopped to look at Joe’s face. A face that had slowly turned a bright red as anger welled up. He looked down at his deflated cock and then gazed at the laughing blond at the end of the couch. Joe leaned forward with his hands outstretched.

The Girl Scout stopped laughing as Joe’s fingers circled her throat. She looked full into his eyes as she felt his thumbs go up under her chin. “No, please, I’m sorry,” she pleaded as she felt the first pressure, “NO! WAI….aaaaccjjung…unnnnah….” Jeanine’s scream was cut off in mid-sentence as Joe’s thumbs began to press hard against her throat.

The strong hands had seemed to have a life of their own as they closed tightly around Jeanine’s slender neck. The full red lips parted as the hands began to choke in earnest. Jeanine was getting no air. Joe had listened to the strangled gasps and gurgles as he choked the helpless Girl Scout. The hazel eyes bulged as she felt the thumbs press hard against her upper windpipe.
“He’ll stop soon,” Jeanine hoped as she watched her hands pry at Joe’s wrists. Her lungs had begun to call for air as Joe continued to choke the helpless scout. The rage at his failure to perform and her cruel laughter fueled the attack. Jeanine had felt something pop in her throat. A dagger of pain shot up the side of her head but still Joe’s hands remained locked around her throat.

The black hiking boots beat an irregular rhythm on the leather cushion as Jeanine was slowly choked to death. Her bulging eyes looked into the face of her strangler as her fingers fell away from Joe’s powerful arms. Her fingers were curled as she pleaded in her brain for him to stop. Jeanine’s knees opened up and her blond bush was lewdly displayed as a red haze enveloped her sight. But Joe had not stopped pressing his thumbs hard against Jeanine’s crushed windpipe. His fingers had remained tightly locked at the back of the poor Girl Scout’s neck.
Joe’s teeth had been clinched as the anger poured out of his body through his strangler hands. He failed to see the light fade from Jeanine’s hazel eyes. Those lovely eyes had appeared to turn a dull gray as Joe finished strangling his girl scout.

It was only when his hands had begun to cramp, the muscles in his arms ache and the angry fire had finally burned itself out that Joe sat back and looked at his handy work. The dulled hazel eyes bulged grotesquely from Jeanine’s purple face. Her tongue, soaked with a viscous slime, protruded from her cyanotic lips.

“Oh….my,” Joe had thought as he realized what he had done. He had tapped Jeanine’s cheek in a failed attempt to wake the sleeping beauty. Finally Joe had picked up his cell phone and dialed emergency.

“911, what is your emergency?” Joe looked at strangled Jeanine, no longer in her Girl Scout costume and replied, “I’m afraid there’s been an accident.” Joe felt better once he realized help was on the way.