12 comments/ 61351 views/ 56 favorites Rachel Encounters a Dirty Cop By: roganwriter All in all it had been a bit of a frustrating night for Rachel. Her friend Emily was getting married in only a few weeks and there wasn't really enough time to plan a proper Hen night, so she and a few of their closest friends organised a night out in London to say goodbye to her single life. Most of the other girls had better jobs than Rachel so they were able to afford to stay in a hotel for the night. All of Rachel's spare cash was being saved up so that she could eventually move out from her parents house, and finally have a place to call her own. London wasn't close though, a taxi back would have probably cost more than staying in a hotel, so Rachel had no option but to drive. This just meant not drinking so she couldn't really let her hair down like the others. The rest of the girls typically got very drunk, so Rachel had to spend most of the night holding them up, as they swanned about London, raucously laughing and generally getting up to drunken mischief. Being sober, she didn't properly feel part of the group, it was more like she was their babysitter than one of their friends. On top of everything, Emily insisted they ended up in this gay club she'd heard so much about. It was undoubtedly a lot of fun for them, but Rachel was used to getting a lot of attention whenever she was on a night out. Being a stunningly beautiful, natural blond, with a killer figure and the most incredible pair of pert 32FF tits, men would usually be clambering over each other to try and chat her up, or buy her drinks, but in this place she might as well have been invisible. A few women tried their luck, but they were barking up the wrong tree. Rachel had a thirst for cock that was nearly unquenchable. Sure, she'd snogged a few girls in the past, more to see what it would feel like, but she knew deep down they couldn't give her the satisfaction that came with having a big fat dick buried inside her. It was a shame there were no straight guys around to appreciate her, she'd certainly dressed to impress. She was wearing a very sexy, figure hugging, little black dress. It's shimmering satin material clung to her every curve like a second skin. The dress was so short that it only barely covered the lace tops of her stockings, which of course were held up by her finest set of black silk suspenders. Not that anyone in this particular club would care. She'd worn the dress because up until tonight, she'd had a 100% pulling success rate while wearing it. Unfortunately for her that lucky streak looked to be coming to a disappointing end. Rachel hadn't fucked anyone since Alan, the bridal shop owner, which was over a week ago now. A week might not sound like a long time to go without sex, but for someone with needs as wanton as hers, it felt like a year. So her sexual frustrations, combined with her soberness and having to look after a bunch of ladies, who were now so trashed they could hardly form coherent sentences, all added up to a pretty miserable night out for Rachel. By 10 o'clock she finally broke and ordered herself a Malibu and coke. One drink can't hurt, she thought, I'm probably still under the limit to drive. Judging by the way her friends were drinking, it could be a long night. So she still had hours left for it to leave her system too. Gay clubs were certainly good for one thing, music. They played all the cheesy pop songs Rachel and her friends liked and they seemed to be spending the whole night on the dance floor. The Malibu had certainly taken the edge off a bit and Rachel was feeling in a much better mood. She decided to order another one. It will be fine, it'll have left my system by the time we leave this place anyway, or so she thought. Just as she'd finished her second drink, Hannah, one of Emily's work mates, approached her. "Emily's been throwing up in the toilets, so we are going to take her back to the hotel." "Oh no, is she all right?" Rachel scanned the room for her best friend. "Yeah she'll be fine, the others have taken her outside to get some fresh air." Rachel followed Hannah out to the front of the club where Emily was swaying around on the pavement singing along to a classic Y.M.C.A song. "Emily what happened?" Emily turned around and screamed with excitement. "THERE SHE IS! THERE'S MY BESTIST FRIEND IN THE WIDE WORLD. THE WORLD! THE WHOLE WIDE IN THE WORLD!!" She was clearly hammered. "Oh my god Em's, how drunk are you?" Her friend staggered and nearly fell over, but Rachel was quick and grabbed a hold of her. "Hello boobies!" Emily squeezed one of Rachel's large breasts playfully, whilst laughing. "I wish I had tits like these." She gave them another wobble, still cackling uncontrollably. "Oh god, you're a mess lady! Lets get you in a taxi!" She put her arm out and immediately a taxi screeched to a halt next to the buxom blonde. "I love you Rach." It looked as though Emily was welling up as Rachel bundled her into the back of the cab. "I love you too Em's." Her friend looked like she'd instantly fallen asleep the moment her bum had hit the seat. She now sat slumped against the window, a line of drool trickling from her open mouth. "You are one classy lady!" Rachel pulled Emily's seat belt across, clicking it into place, as the rest of the girls piled in. The taxi driver looked disappointed that Rachel wasn't getting in too, it was clearly her he had stopped so abruptly for. He took his opportunity to openly stare at her spectacular tits while he still could, as she stood by his window giving him directions to their hotel. Rachel waved them off, blowing a kiss to an unconscious Emily, before heading off to find where she'd parked her car. She sat behind the wheel for about 10 minutes wondering if she doing the right thing. She didn't feel even slightly drunk, but knew that technically she'd be over the legal limit. "Get it together Rach," She breathed out deeply and turned on the ignition. Rachel had barely got to the end of the road when she saw the dreaded blue lights in her rear view mirror and immediately started to panic. "Oh Fuck! Oh Fuckety Fuck!" She pulled the car to the side of the road but the police car screamed straight past her, sirens blaring. Her relief was palpable. She took it as a warning though, and rather than take the direct route home, she decided to drive the long way round, through the hopefully quieter country lanes. It was a good decision. Rachel began to relax as she drove for miles without even seeing another car. Then, about three quarters of the way home, her biggest fear was realised. Rachel could see the headlights in her rear view mirror getting closer and closer. It was dark, so she couldn't tell immediately that it was a police car. Then her heart leaped in her chest and she started to curse. A blast of the sirens and the blue lights flickered, as the car indicated to her to pull over. "Oh shit! Fuck Fuck Fuck!" If she was caught drink driving, it could cost her her job. She needed to drive to get to appointments. "No no no, this can't be happening!" There was one thing that might save her she thought, if the police officer was a man, maybe a bit of harmless flirting could help her out. Rachel knew the affect she had on most men and hoped she could use it to her advantage. Her little black dress was already showing an ample amount of her cleavage, but she pulled it down a little lower, just enough to reveal the top edges of her lace trimmed bra cups. She grabbed her pocket mirror out of her handbag, and checked herself over. She looked perfect, as always, but decided to quickly apply some more shimmering lip gloss, just to make her already beautiful, full pink lips, pop that little bit more. Officer Carl Redman was having a rough night. At 57 he was still 3 years away from taking early retirement. 3 years which couldn't finish quickly enough. At one point, early on in his career, he showed promise, moving up through the ranks, but a series of allegations of corruption, none of which were proven had halted his rise to the top. Never had he expected to finish his policing days as a traffic cop. He now hated his job. Spending so much time around low lives and criminals had eventually broken his spirit, he longed for the days when all this shit was behind him. He noticed the car in front had a broken tail light, so decided to pull it over to inform the driver. He ran the number plate through the system, it came back clean, the car was fully taxed and insured so it should be just a routine stop. It was dark, there were no street lamps around on this country lane, so Officer Redman grabbed his torch and twisted it on. He stepped out of the vehicle, his body was stiff from sitting down for so long, and his back cracked as he stretched it out. He approached the car and knocked on the window. Rachel lowered it down, she was visibly shaking. "License and registration" He grumbled. It was at that point that he turned the torch onto the driver and was stunned by what he saw. The beam from the torch was focused on Rachel's long slender legs. Her thighs looked unbelievably sexy, clad in smooth black nylon. As he inched the light slowly up her body, the view kept getting better and better. The shortness of her black dress would have been enough to give any man heart palpitations, but as his gaze drifted over her slim waist, he almost couldn't believe his eyes as they finally came to rest on the most cock stiffening, perfect pair of tits he'd ever seen. Officer Redman had always had a fetish for massive tits, but as his luck would have it he'd never been with a woman who had more than a B cup in all his life. He'd married young, that was the norm in those days, and for many years it had been a happy marriage. Five years ago however all that had changed. His wife had gone through the menopause and their sex life had completely dried up. When he started working nights, she'd insisted he slept in the spare room so that he didn't disturb her. Carl was fine with that arrangement, it at least meant he could have a wank whenever he wanted, his sex drive hadn't diminished with age, far from it. He'd spend hours on his computer watching porn, always choosing the videos with the girls with the biggest tits, dreaming about what it would be like to have them dangling in his face as he fucked them senseless. None of those women even began to compare to the girl sat in front of him right now. He could feel his cock throbbing in his trousers, as he finally managed to prise his eyes away from her bountiful cleavage, to look her in the face for the first time. A move that was equally as startling, she was breathtakingly beautiful. He just stared at her, flabbergasted, unsure whether he had fallen asleep at the wheel and was dreaming all of this. She had the most incredible pair of full lips, which were framed by the cutest little dimples, brought on by her nervous smile. Everything about her screamed perfection, from her golden blonde wavy hair, neatly tied back into a ponytail, to her small button nose, but finally and most staggeringly, she had such piercingly deep, blue eyes. Eyes that were held your stare, whilst simultaneously melted your heart. This girl was intoxicating. Rachel realised, by his lust fueled gaze, a look that was all too familiar to her by now, that she might have a chance to flirt her way out of trouble. She relaxed a little, but still noticed her hand shaking slightly, as she held out her driving license towards him. It had taken a fair while, but Officer Redman was starting to get control of his senses once more. He knew he should just warn her about the tail light and send her on her way, but the red blooded sex starved man in him, wanted to keep her talking as long as he could. He quickly jotted down her details on his notepad. It revealed that she was 21 years old. Oh fuck! he thought, I'm old enough to be this girls grandfather. "Am I in trouble?" Rachel tried to give him the sweetest smile as she took back her license. "That depends..." Officer Redman scratched his chin as he looked her up and down once more. "On what?" She batted her eyelashes but noticed he was no longer looking at her face. "Have you been up to anything that could be considered troublesome?" Knowing full well what she was doing, Rachel pulled her arms tighter to her chest, causing her magnificent tits to swell outwards. "I've not done anything Officer, honestly I haven't." Fuck me! Officer Redman thought. Did this girl have any idea what she was doing to him? He now had a full on, stonking great erection, luckily he was leaning against the car door, so it was hidden from sight. "That's going to be for me to decide Miss." His throat was so dry, he was surprised he could talk, he licked his chapped lips and tried to swallow. Rachel was a little puzzled. "Why have you stopped me? I wasn't speeding?" "No, no, nothing like that. Can I ask where you've been tonight?" Dressed like that he reckoned he already knew the answer. "I've been out clubbing in London. I...I...met up with a few friends." Rachel had a sinking feeling. Should she have admitted that? "Clubbing eh? Did you drink at all this evening Miss?" Officer Redman suddenly realised she was getting a bit nervous, maybe he was on to something. "I....errr...I had one, but that was at the s...start of the night. I only drank coke after that...." Shit! Why didn't I just lie? She thought. He's definitely going to breathalyse me now. "Just the one? I've heard that before." He could have gone and grabbed his breathalyser kit right there and then, but he wanted to have some fun with this gorgeous creature. "Would you mind stepping out of the car Miss." Rachel was bare foot, she normally had driving shoes but had left them at home, so she had to slip on the black stiletto's she'd worn out that evening. Officer Redman took his opportunity to quickly plunge his hand down his trousers and tuck his rock hard throbbing cock under his belt, concealing it from view. Rachel was oblivious to what he was doing, she was really starting to panic now. Why had she been so stupid? She should never have had those drinks! Now it could cost her her license, her job, not to mention a fine that she could ill afford. Rachel tentatively opened her car door and stepped out. Officer Redman had to compose himself once again as his eyes flicked down over the buxom blondes hourglass figure. "I'd like you to walk in a straight line for me. I'll tell you when to stop." Rachel was pretty sure that this wasn't the usual protocol, she could tell that this old copper was checking her out. In a way though that was a good thing, the longer she could keep him distracted, the more chance she'd have of passing a breath test. So why not give him what he wants? She could tease him easily, knowing he would lap up every second of it. She turned and slowly began walking away, one foot in front of the other, her heels clicking along on the hard tarmac. With every step, she intentionally wiggled her glorious peach of a bottom, knowing how sexy it must look. "Oh my god." Officer Redman whispered the words. His mouth fell open and he instantly felt his already hard cock, twitch with longing, as he watched her incredible ass swinging from side to side. It looked deliciously pert, barely concealed under the thin layer of tightly fitted satin, that showed off her every curve. He couldn't help giving his cock a desperately needed squeeze through his trousers. "Stop, that's far enough." He was so blinded by lust, he'd almost forgotten to tell her to turn around. Rachel spun on her heels and slowly made her way back, never putting a single foot wrong. She looked more like a catwalk model than somebody taking a sobriety test. Officer Redman could feel himself sweating. Usually he was a hard man to fluster, he'd been in life threatening situations with armed assailants before, and had still managed to keep his cool more than he was right now. Rachels mountainous tits wobbled gently as she walked closer and closer to him, it was almost too much for the poor old bloke, who thought he was about to black out, his head was spinning so much. "How was that?" Rachel probed. "Yes...urgh." Officer Redman coughed. "fine." "Well...can I go then?" It was a hopeful effort, but she knew it wouldn't be that easy. "Not quite yet. If you could touch your nose with your right hand, then switch and do the same with your left." He had to reach into his pocket and grab his hanky to dab the sweat from his balding forehead, it was beginning to sting his eyes. Rachel did as she was told, flawlessly. "You see I'm not drunk." Officer Redman had to admit that it appeared as though she was telling the truth. But something still wasn't right, she had been acting awfully nervous for some reason. Then an idea came to him, he knew it was wrong and it went against everything he stood for as a police officer, but if he played it right, maybe just maybe he could fulfill one of his deepest desires. "Have you taken any drugs this evening Miss?" "W...what?!? No! I've never taken drugs, ever!" Rachel was shocked by the question, did she look like a drug addict or something? She hoped not. "You seemed very nervous before, I can tell that something is up young lady. If it isn't drink, then naturally I have reason to suspect it might be drugs." He took a step closer to Rachel and eyed her suspiciously. "I can assure you! I wouldn't take drugs, not in a million years!" Rachel shook her head frantically. "I've got to check these things I'm afraid. You did say you were out clubbing Miss. It's not uncommon to encounter such things in the clubs of London. So I'll ask you again, do you have any drugs either on your person, or in the car?" He looked her up and down again. "Neither, I promise you!" Rachel was a bit slow to realise where this was headed. Officer Redman's pulse had quickened at the thought of getting his hands on this cock stiffening beauty, even if it was under the pretense of a quick body search. "I'm sorry young lady but I don't believe you. Being male, I am not authorized to search you myself. That will have to be done by a female officer back at the police station. So I am placing you under arrest on suspicion of...." Please let this work he prayed. "What!?! You're arresting me?? But I haven't done anything!" Rachel started to panic, she could feel hot tears begin to burn In her eyes. "No need to worry. If you pass all the tests and you aren't carrying anything then you will be released later on tonight." "Tests?" That was one word she didn't want to hear. "Come this way." He beckoned her towards the police car. Rachel froze, she chewed her lip, trying to think of a way out. What if one of these tests showed she'd been drinking? She had to do something to stop him from taking her back to the station. "Look I'll prove I'm not carrying anything, you can search me, I don't mind." With that she turned and placed her hands on the roof of her car, preparing to be patted down. It only then occurred to her that this was probably what he had wanted all along. If it was, then he had done a good job of hiding it. Her dress was so tight and hugged her figure so perfectly, that it was obvious just from looking at her that she wasn't concealing anything. Oh well she thought, why not let him have his fun, at least then he might let me go. This was of course exactly what Officer Redman had been hoping for. It was the chance of a lifetime, even if she reported him and got him fired, he was sure it would be worth it. "I...I am not permitted to search..." he had to make it at least sound convincing. Rachel cut him off mid sentence, turning to look over her shoulder at him. "Just get it over with." Then she faced the car once more. Rachel Encounters a Dirty Cop Officer Redman walked up to her slowly, still in a state of disbelief of what he was about to do. He wanted to make it seem as professional as possible, even though he really just wanted to run his hands all over her incredible body. He began to gently pat his way up the sides of her thighs, savouring the feel of her firm young flesh under her tight satin dress. Then he felt something which he didn't expect. "What is this then?" He ran his thumbs along the two small bulges. Rachel realised what it was he was feeling. "Those are the straps of my suspenders, they aren't drugs if that's what you're thinking." She said with a degree of embarrassment. It wasn't what he was thinking at all, but the revelation was shocking. He had no idea girls her age wore things like that in real life, he'd just assumed she was wearing tights. He had to fight back the urge to yank up her dress and look for himself. His cock was now so hard he thought it might burst it's way free from his trousers. Try as he might he couldn't put the image of her stocking clad legs out of his mind. He coughed uneasily, "Oh...um...yes, yes of course." He could feel saliva beginning to pool in his mouth as he continued to move his hands up and over her hips, admiring the inward slope of her body as he reached her toned waist. Of course his ultimate goal was approaching, and he actually began to shake with burning, barely contained lust, inching towards her massive pert pair of tits. "I'm afraid I'll have to check your...errr...your...." "It's fine, go ahead." Rachel wasn't stupid, she could tell this is what he wanted from the start. But why was it starting to turn her on so much? She could feel her panties starting to dampen as his hands moved their way up her body. It wasn't him that was turning her on, he was pretty old, and clearly out of shape. Maybe it was the situation that was getting her juices flowing. He had the position of power, he could arrest her if he wished too, but she was the one who was really in control, she could tease this poor old bloke to the edge of insanity, that was her power, and she loved to wield it. Officer Redman closed his eyes and he actually had to stifle a moan of pleasure as his hands cupped the underside of Rachel's huge 32FF breasts for the first time. It was more amazing than anything he had ever dared to dream. They felt so heavy and yet so firm, he briefly lost all composure and squeezed them hard, causing them to swell up so much that they nearly spilled out of the top of Rachels low cut dress. He squashed them together, his thumbs tracing along the lace edges of her bra. For one panicked moment he thought he was about to blow his load, he was sure he had just felt her hardened nipples in the palm of his hands, instead a trickle of pre cum soaked into his pants. "Oh my god." He mumbled, this was something he would remember until his dying day. "Satisfied?" Rachel's voice snapped him back to reality and he reluctantly released her tits. She had actually really enjoyed it, there was always something about having her tits played with, it never failed to get her excited. To tell the truth, he was far from satisfied. Her breasts were like a drug and he was now an addict, a lowly junkie that would do just about anything to get another fix. "It's hard to tell if your hiding anything with such a padded bra on." He had to at least try his luck. "Padded? It's not padded!" Rachel sounded almost offended by the suggestion. "I don't believe you. You know it's an offence to lie to a police officer don't you? It's called perverting the course of justice young lady." He snarled. Perverting? That's a fitting word for a creep like him, Rachel thought. "Well I'm not showing you my tits if that's what you're getting at." She said defiantly. Officer Redman couldn't hide the look of disappointment that clouded his face. It looked like his luck was about to run dry. She had been acting nervously though, especially when he had mentioned alcohol, she didn't seem drunk but she had admitted to having a drink, maybe just maybe she might fail. It was the last chance he had. "All right Miss, you are free to go...." "Thank you!" Rachel interrupted prematurely. "....once you have taken a quick breathalyser test. It's a formality, just to make sure you aren't over the limit." Rachel's heart skipped a beat. Fuck! It wasn't going to be so easy after all. He'd already started walking towards his car. "Wait!" She called. Bingo! Officer Redman finally knew what she was hiding. Now he wondered just how far he could push it. "Just the one drink was it? That's what you said. That wouldn't be another of your little lies now would it?" He marched back towards her, his mouth twisted into a crooked sneer. Butterflies were squirming through Rachel's stomach, she knew he had the upper hand now, and he knew it too. She had to do something to regain control of the situation. "Let's make a deal. I prove I wasn't lying about the padding and you let me go..." Before he could answer, she peeled the front of her dress down until it rested underneath her magnificent breast's. It was obvious she was telling the truth. Their full rounded shape was perfectly filling the sexy black silk and lace half cup bra she was wearing. Her hardened nipples could easily be seen, straining through the thin material. Officer Redman's mouth fell open. His heart was beating faster than it had ever beaten before, this was more of a rush than any high speed car chase. He was beyond making any deals, he was beyond reason or rational thought, his mind was possessed by lust and he acted only on instinct. He forcefully twisted her around so she faced away from him, pinning her up against her car door. "HEY!" Rachel shouted out, shocked by his sudden burst of aggression. Without warning, Officer Redman plunged both his hands inside of her bra. He squeezed and mauled them all over, grunting as he went. He couldn't get over how firm and heavy they were, yet so supple and soft at the same time. "You're a criminal." He breathed the words into her ear. It sent shivers all through Rachel's body, and she cursed herself for how horny it was making her. He shouldn't be doing this, he was an officer of the law, but quite clearly he was a dirty cop. If only he knew how dirty she could be...maybe he was about to find out. "Criminals are in no position to make deals." He couldn't resist giving her cute little ear a nibble this time. The scent of her sweet perfume and the fresh clean smell of her hair was exhilarating. He lifted her tits up towards her chin and let them slap back down into his palms, they were magnificent. Taking her left breast in his hand he used his other hand to pull the bra cup down underneath it, then repeated it with the right one. He half expected them to sag down, but miraculously they kept their gravity defying shape. Now free, he set about ravishing them once more, if he had it his way he'd never let them go. "Oh fuck yes." He mumbled. Rachel shuddered again as she felt his rough stubble scratching her skin as he kissed and licked his way up her neck. She didn't care now that he was some overweight, balding old pervert. Her recent experiences with older guys had always ended up in mind blowing orgasms. Maybe it was because of their sheer desperation, or maybe because they fucked her like it was the last time they'd ever have sex again, giving her everything they had. Either way she knew where this was going, and needed the sexual release that was steadily building inside of her. His body was pressed tightly against hers. At first she had thought the hard rod digging into her hip was his torch, only when it flexed did she realise, with a hefty degree of excitement, that it was his achingly hard cock. It felt huge, and the thought of it being driven into her tight little pussy was causing her knees to shake with anticipation. "Ahhhhh!" She squealed, as Officer Redman twisted and pulled on her small stiffened nipples. "Yeah you like that do you?" "Yesss! AAHHH!" She screamed again as he roughly pulled on them once more, pinching them tightly between his fingers. "Ohhh you are a naughty one." Officer Redman couldn't believe how she was responding. He'd gone from thinking this one little act might cost him his job, to now thinking that she might even be into this. His thoughts were instantly confirmed as he felt her grind against his crotch, and begin to slowly rotate her hips, circling her ass around his swollen member. "Oh you fucking tease you!" He groaned. Was this going to happen? Did she want his cock? It just wasn't possible! "Show me that ass." He scrabbled around, eventually managing to hitch up her dress. It's skin tight fabric just clung to her waist as it bunched up. He could feel his saliva dribbling down his chin, as he stared at the most magnificent view of her bronzed peach of a bottom, framed by her sexy black suspenders. She was wearing a tiny black thong, with straps the width of spaghetti, and a small v-shaped patch of silk, the size of a postage stamp, nestled just above the crack in her ass. He couldn't resist giving it a slap, admiring how it rippled. Rachel looked over her shoulder at him, she loved the expression of pained lust, which was etched into his every feature. Her eyes moved down over his body, his white shirt was mostly concealed under his, black body armour, which was straining to hold in his gut. A walkie talkie was clipped to its top pocket, along with many gadgets which hung from his belt. The glint of a pair of handcuffs caught her eye. This was beyond role playing, this was real life. She needed that fat cock of his and she needed it now! "What are you waiting for? Aren't you going to punish this little criminal?" As her words began to register in Officer Redman's ears, there was a few seconds that passed, where shock had frozen his body stiff. This quickly evaporated and he hurriedly fought to free his cock. He knew he had a massive dick, it had helped him punch above his weight in his youth. But this? This was like a feather weight trying to knock out a sumo wrestler. He had no idea why such a gorgeous angel would want to get fucked by him. But he was in no way about to argue. Giving up on trying to pull it out through his open flies, he just yanked down his trousers. Acting on pure instinct he pulled her thong to one side, pinning it against her ass cheek, then lined himself up with her pussy. "Time for a cavity search, you filthy law breaker!" His tip brushed against her wet slit and he felt her warm lips begin to prize apart, beckoning him in. He thought his saggy old balls were about to explode then and there, as he managed to push about half of his 9 inch shaft into her tight gripping pussy. "OH GOD!" He yelled, as at that same instant Rachel slammed herself backwards into him, making sure that he filled her all the way up with his thick meaty member. "Fuck yes! You dirty old bastard!" Rachel could hardly believe how big his cock was, it was stretching her out to the limit. She could feel every vein on it's gnarled, gristly shaft, stimulating the walls of her pussy, as he pulled out and plunged into her deeply, over and over. Her legs really were shaking now, as he ravished her dripping wet cunt. "UH UH UH!" Officer Redman grunted with every thrust. Tears were forming in his eyes, he just couldn't believe his luck. One minute his hands were all over her sexy stocking clad thighs, he wanted to stroke every inch of her incredible body. The next they were slipping under her suspender straps, as he took a firm hold of her ass and fucked her as hard as his old bones would allow. "UUNNGGHHH! YESS! OH YESSS!! FUCK ME HARD! THAT'S IT DON'T STOP!!" Rachel could sense the familiar much needed signs of an almighty orgasm building inside of her. Every thrusting drive was sending ripples of pleasure all through her body. Rachel smacked her fists against the roof of her car and screamed again "OOOOHHHH YYEEESSSSS!!!" She was so close now. Officer Redman, now completely red in the face and sweating with exhaustion, after 5 minutes of relentless pounding, could feel his balls tighten, he was about to blow his load at any second. But he didn't want this experience to finish, he had to slow himself down. He drove into her deeply again, but this time he didn't pull back. Grabbing Rachel by the pony tail, he straightened her up, so they were now both nearly in a standing position. She frantically tried to thrust her hips back and forth, sensing that he was stopping, she needed to cum so badly. But it was useless, as Officer Redman took a few steps forward, pinning her up against the side of the car, there was now no room to manoeuvre. "NO! Please PLEASE! Don't stop!" Officer Redman was breathing heavily, it had taken all his will power, but it had to be done. "You think I'm going to let some criminal whore cum without my permission do you?" He slapped her ass hard, causing Rachel to scream and wince with pain. Pain and pleasure had always been a lethal combination for Rachel, and she once again tried her hardest to fuck herself on the meaty member that now filled her up to the hilt. "Just fuck me you PIG!" She spat the last word in anger, but she meant it in both senses of the word. "A pig am I?" Officer Redman spoke the words calmly. "You say that word again and I'll arrest you for it." "Fucking arrest me then!" Rachel placed both hands behind her back, "PIG!!!" "You want to play that game do you? Don't say I didn't warn you!" He unclipped his handcuffs from his belt and roughly hooked her wrists through their loops, locking them shut. They pinched Rachels skin, but the thrill of being cuffed by an actual policeman, one with his cock buried deep inside her, was causing her to reach boiling point. She could feel her pussy twitching, contracting around its meaty invader. "If this is what you want, then this is what you'll GET!" He'd had enough of a breather. He placed one hand around her waist, the other wound around her soft golden ponytail. He pulled his cock all the way out, and then rammed it forcefully back in. "AAHHHHH!" Rachel screamed as a flood of euphoric energy surged through her body. She was being battered once more and loving every second of it. "You have the right to remain SILENT!" He spanked her ass once more. Silence was impossible, Rachel was moaning loudly, in time with his every thrust. "It may harm your defence if you do not mention when questioned something which you later rely on in court." Being read her rights was driving her wild, her breathing was rapid. "Anything you do say may be taken in EVIDENCE!" He powered into her again and again. "FUCK ME!" She was shaking all over. Officer Redman knew she was close to the edge. "You want to cum do you? you little felon!" Officer Redman snarled. He squeezed both of her freely bouncing tits tightly, holding her upright by them. With her arms bound behind her back she had no other means of support. "Yes! Hold my tits and fuck me! Please let me cum officer I beg you!" Rachel was panting now, she was desperate for release. "Some respect I see! Go on then, I'll allow it." He maintained a frantic but steady rhythm for as long as he could, just when he thought he couldn't keep it going he felt her pussy gripped him so tightly that he thought his cock would be crushed by the pressure. "OOHHH OHHHH OHHHHHHH!!!!FUUU..." The last word was caught in her throat, her mouth open wide, in a silent scream of pure euphoria. All of Rachel's muscles went into spasm as she reached an earth shattering climax. She felt a gush of fluids pour from her pussy, as she writhed around in cosmic bliss. "YESSS! OHHH YESSS!!!" She moaned, finally catching her breath again. It seemed to last for minutes as wave after wave of sheer ecstasy crashed over her. Officer Redman couldn't believe what he'd made her do. He had one hand wrapped around her tits, with the other he took her gently by the neck. He could feel the vibrations of her screams in his hand, as he rutted into her soaking wet clenching cunt again and again, until it was just too much for the old boy. What he did next surprised Rachel, she was used to men dumping their loads into her pussy. Instead Officer Redman pulled out just in time, as surge after surge of hot sticky cum, splashed all over her sexy little ass. "ARGH ARGH ARGH SHIT!" He stammered as more ropes of jizz rocketed from his withered old balls. He looked down and marvelled at the sight of his semen dripping off the ass of this incredible Goddess. "Oh shit, oh fuck yes." He sighed. There was a long silence as both of them regained their composure. Rachel broke it first, "So am I free to go then?" Officer Redman wasn't sure if his cock could ever recover after a seeing too like that, but he also didn't want her to leave. Just the sight of her standing there handcuffed, in her stockings and suspenders, dressed bunched up around her waist, tits hanging out, golden blonde ponytail, which was now loosened slightly, falling down her back. That was a view that could instantly harden any man. He needed to buy some more time. He pulled up his trousers but didn't bother to do them up. "Come with me!" He grabbed he by her cuffed arms and marched her over to his patrol car. "Time for a bit of mood lighting." The scene at the side of the road had previously only been lit by the headlights from both their cars. Officer Redman now switched on the blue flashing lights, bathing the surrounding countryside in their deep blue glow. "Hey what are you doing?" Rachel tried to struggle free from his grip. "You are going to take that breath test. I'm curious to see just how much of a criminal you actually are." "That's not funny! Let me go!" Officer Redman ignored her, reaching inside the car and coming back with the breathalyser kit in his hand. "Now I want you to put your mouth around this tube and blow until I say stop." He placed the tube against her pouting lips, but Rachel refused to open her mouth, she just shook her head and glared at him. "If you won't blow into this tube, I'll find you something else to blow instead." He smiled a knowing smile, letting go of his trousers which fell back down around his ankles. He was stunned by her response, she just shrugged whilst staring straight down at his already hardening dick. "You really are a cock hungry little slut aren't you!" He opened the passenger door of his car and pushed Rachel down onto the seat. She sat facing out of the door, her legs still on the ground. Officer Redman stood in front of her, his cock now as hard as it had ever been, as he looked down into her beautiful eyes. He laid his meaty 9 inch member along her face, it reached from her chin to her forehead. Rachel could feel it's full impressive weight and the heat that was burning off from it. He held it at the base and slapped her across one cheek and then the other, before lining it up with her plump pink lips. "Now blow this until I tell you to stop." This time Rachel complied and parted her lips, flicking her tongue over his engorged tip. "Oh yes." He groaned as she took him into her warm mouth, slowly and sensuously sucking on his sensitive helmet and smothering it with delicate kisses. "Uuuuhhh that's good!" He could see his cock was now coated in her shimmering lip gloss, it looked so fucking hot. He slid himself in deeper until he could feel it touch the back of her throat. His dick was so thick that her tongue was squashed against the underside of his shaft, the sensation was out of this world. Rachel had expected him to start fucking her mouth with the same ferocity that he had just battered her pussy with, but he was only slowly pushing his dick in about 3 or 4 inches then pulling back out. She wanted to show him how much of an expert at deep throating she really was, but she had no leverage with her arms bound behind her back. "Come on fuck my face!" She cooed. Rachel Encounters a Dirty Cop Officer Redman couldn't believe his ears, or his eyes, as Rachel pushed her face forward, urging him deeper. He ran his fingers through her hair, as inch after inch disappeared down Rachel's throat. She couldn't help gagging, but loved the feeling of a big dick in her mouth. With watery eyes she looked up to see Officer Redman's eyes had rolled back in his head, after her lips had finally touched the base of his shaft. It was unlike any feeling he had ever experienced, he thought he was about to pass out. "Oh Christ!!" He began to gently thrust back and forth, reaching down to squeeze her incredible tits, mauling them all over with his bony old hands. It was almost too much, any longer and he would have shot his load then and there, straight down into her stomach. He needed to fuck her one more time. He tried to back away but Rachel lightly bit down on him with her teeth, stopping him from doing so. "Ahhh! Careful baby careful!" She shook her head before relentlessly sucking on his dick again, using all her masterful skills. "No no no please!" He begged as she choked herself on his full length over and over. He finally managed to muster all his will power to pull himself free. Rachel sat there with a sad pout on her lips. "Did you not enjoy that?" She asked, almost offended by his withdrawal. "More than anything." He hooked his hands underneath her armpits, pulling her to her feet. "Now come here and sit on my dick." He said, sitting himself down in her place. It took some awkward manoeuvring, Rachel was finding it hard to balance without the use of her arms, but eventually she managed to swing her leg over him, straddling him on the front seat of the police car. His cock immediately found her pussy and she slid down into his lap. It was clear that Rachel had got herself really worked up already, as she straight away began to rock her hips back and forth in a steadily increasing rhythm. "Ummm yeah, oh fuck!" She moaned as her swollen clit rubbed against the base of Officer Redman's fat dick. Her face was inches from him now, he could see she was biting her lip, as she thrust herself up and down. He could feel her hot breath on his face as her moans got louder and louder. She looked so damn sexy, he badly wanted to kiss that pretty mouth of hers. He tried to pull her face towards his, but at the last second she turned her cheek. "You don't deserve to be kissed you fat fucking PIG!" She hissed. "Suit yourself!" Officer Redman ran his hands along her stocking clad thighs and grasped her perfect bubble of a butt, pulling her down onto him as he thrust upwards at the same time. "AHHHH!" She squeaked as a surge of pleasure shook it's way through her. They were fucking like animals now. The sound of her soaking wet pussy slapping onto his cock, filled the car. Rachel's tits were bouncing around freely as Officer Redman plowed into her with as much energy as his body would allow. He took hold of them, thumbing her nipples and squashing them together. God they felt amazing, he'd been waiting his whole life for a pair of tits like these. Just when he'd given up hope, here they were, a pair more incredible than even his vivid imagination could ever have dreamed of. He pulled one into his mouth, and began to suck and nibble on her sensitive swollen nipple. "That's it PIGGY! Suckle on those big titties!" Her words spurred him on, as he feasted on one then the other, burying his sweaty red face in between them. Rachel could feel the familiar signs brewing inside of her. She loved having her tits treated so roughly. He really did look like a pig now as he tried to fit as much of her tit meat into his mouth as he could. He was even making the grunting noises to match. "COME ON TAKE THAT PUSSY! FUCK ME HARDER!!!" Officer Redman continued to erratically buck into her vice like snatch with frightening ferocity. He gritted his teeth and just tried to keep pace. Rachel's hips were a blur of frenzied thrusting. "AH!! YESSS! AHHHH MY GOD!!!" An electric wave of pleasure struck her like a lightening bolt. White lights danced in her eyes as they rolled back in their sockets. She threw herself backwards, hitting her head on the dashboard, but she didn't care, she was in the throws of a powerful orgasm. "FUCK!!! FUUUCCCKKKK!!! I'M CUMMING I'M CUMMING!" She was grinding against him, flexing her hips, when her pussy began to spasm uncontrollably. Her whole body felt like it was about to explode as she rubbed her clit wildly "YESSS YESSSSS OHHH YYYEEEESSSSSSS!!!!" She sucked in a lung full of air, holding it down, as her mouth opened into a silent scream. Officer Redman felt her juices gush, covering from his balls, as Rachel let out a long stuttering sigh. He clutched at her flailing tits, holding them steady. With the tightness of her pussy gripping his dick, he knew he was about to cum. "SHIT! I'm gonna cum, quick get up, GET UP!" His voice was panicked. Rachel was still enjoying the waves of ecstasy that coursed through her veins, she had no intention of moving. Instead she pulled herself forward and started to slap her tits against his face, circling her hips around his cock. "You better hurry up and cum then you filthy fat PIG!" The shock of the realisation that she wanted him to cum inside her was quickly replaced by an even bigger shock, as Rachel craned her head down, and began to savagely kiss him. Her tongue wrapped itself around his, exploring his mouth. Officer Redman actually thought he might have a heart attack. His balls erupted, thundering what felt like gallons of hot jizz into her tight little pussy. "Mmmm Mmmmm MMMMMMM!" His moans were stifled by the passion of the kiss. After a few minutes they both worked their way down to a stop. He was a mess, every muscle ached with exhaustion. Rachel too was still panting heavily, she was glistening with beads of sweat, but she still looked like the sexiest girl in the world, even with hair that now looked like it had been dragged through a bush backwards. "Are you going to take these cuffs off then?" She asked, eyebrows raised. Officer Redman nodded, he didn't think he was able to speak. He fumbled in the pocket of his jacket and pulled out a small set of keys. Rachel's wrists looked red as he wrestled them free, she couldn't care in the slightest. She hopped up out of his lap, dripping with cum as she went. Standing up she began straightening her clothing. Just then another car passed them by, it was a good job this was such a quiet road at this time of night, she thought to herself. "Right...well errr...thanks for that. I'm off!" She was feeling a bit light headed still, but also incredibly satisfied. This dress never fails, it's 100% record continues, she thought with a smirk. "W..w...wait!" Officer Redman finally stammered. Rachel turned to look at him, "I think you've had enough already old boy." "It's not that!" Although he wished it was. "It's your tail light, you need to fix your tail light." "What?" Rachel looked bemused. "That's why I stopped you in the first place. It's broken." He panted. Rachel eyes widened with shock. "HUH!" She flipped him the finger, spun on her heels and marched back to her car. Officer Redman sat and watched her car drive away up the road. He took the notepad out from his top pocket. The address he'd jotted down from her driving license was scribbled across the front page, he tore it off and stuffed it into his wallet. "It might be out of my jurisdiction, but one of these days that girl is getting a house call." He turned on his engine and drove off into the night.