0 comments/ 104035 views/ 8 favorites Speeding By: sensuous_Sylph I left the office. It was late. These days, it's always late. This crisis and that crisis. Things that have to be done right now. People that I should have talked to yesterday about things that just happened today. I was tired, it was dark...these days it was always dark when I left. The air conditioner wasn't working when I turned the car on. Figures. One more thing that I didn't have time to deal with. The night was sultry and the interior of my car was like a steam bath. My silk blouse was stuck to me before I even pulled out of the parking lot. I unbuttoned two or three buttons and rolled all of the windows down. After all, it didn't really matter if my hair was a mess when I got home. I didn't know what I was going to do in the morning, however. I put the car in park and with some twisting and pulling, managed to get my nylons off. Then I pulled my skirt up to my hips. Ah! Relief! It was as much relief as I was going to get from the heat and humidity for now, anyway. At least now I could feel the air on me as much as possible. I lived about 5 miles beyond the far side of the city, of course. It was at least a 25-minute drive home, even at this hour. Just thinking of it made me even more hot and tired. I cranked the CD player loud and hit the gas hard. I was almost home, driving down the long, dark, empty road about 2 miles from the house when I realized there were flashing red and blue lights in the rearview mirror. SHIT! Just what I needed! I looked down and realized I was going at least 20 mph faster than I was supposed to...SHIT SHIT SHIT! I slowed down, hitting the blinker, and pulled over. The police car pulled up behind me, its lights reflecting off the rearview mirror, almost blinding me. I watched his silhouette approach the car. Well, at least I was wearing a seat belt—-a little less of a fine, anyway. I pulled my wallet out of my purse and leaned over to get the registration and insurance card out of the glovebox. When I sat back up, he was standing by the car, so tall and broad, all I could see were his uniformed chest and the top of his pants, complete with all the nifty things that cops always have—-gun, walkie-talkie, that little club thingie hanging from a loop along his leg. He had a huge flashlight in his right hand and the light from it moved over me as he bent down to look inside the car. Between the greenish glow from my dashboard and the reflected light from the flashlight, I could see that he was very good-looking in a clean-cut, man-in-a-uniform sort of way. From the look on his face, I realized I must have flashed him a lovely view of my bright red, lace panties. It was in the midst of that embarrassment that I realized that my blouse was unbuttoned almost to my navel and my hair was a wild mess around my face and shoulders. I must have looked like I just crawled out of bed. The CD-player was still blasting, too, so I quickly turned it down. "License and registration and insurance card, ma'am." His dark eyes were definitely taking in my half-dressed state, but his voice was all business. I handed them over without saying anything and watched while he turned the light to my cards. "Do you realize your license expired a week ago?" SHIT again! I MEANT to take care of that! I really did! "Uh…" I decided to brazen it out…. "Is it? I thought that was next month…" He just looked at me and I saw his eyes move down to my oh so visible bra. Then he went back to looking at the cards. After a couple more quiet moments, he looked up again. "Please exit the vehicle, ma'am." "What?" "Please exit the vehicle, ma'am," he said again. Sighing, I undid my seat belt and opened the door, stepping carefully out onto the gravel in my heels. The road was still absolutely empty. At this time of night, we were far enough outside of town that you'd never know there was a good-size city only a couple of miles away. "Turn around and put your hands on the roof of the car, ma'am." Again...WHAT? I turned my head to look at him but from the look on his face, I figured it was better just to do what I was told. I placed my hands on the roof of my little sports car. As I did so, he stepped closer. His proximity made me realize that skirt was still bunch up around my hips. Almost gently, he pushed my feet further apart with his foot and his left hand reached around me to take my left wrist and pull it behind me. In moments, my hands were cuffed behind my back before I could even form a response. "I have to pat you down, ma'am." He said, softly. His fingers ran into my hair, his fingertips grazing my scalp. Then they ran down my neck slowly to the opening of my blouse. I was confused, but my scalp and neck are especially sensitive and his hands were warm, his touch was gentle, and even though we were on the side of the road, I could feel a familiar, warm, excited curl in the pit of my stomach. He continued "patting me down", his hands moving over the silk of my blouse easily as they cupped my breasts, thrust forward by my cuffed position. I felt my nipples harden under his fingertips, but his hands didn't stop there. Slowly they continued down past my waist. I felt him bend down as he ran his hands over my smooth legs (hmmmmm...and WHERE would I be hiding anything there?) Slowly, his hands now on the inside of my legs, he swept them back up, moving under my skirt to the juncture of my thighs. I wondered what he thought when he found me completely soaked. He lingered there for a moment before removing his hands from beneath my skirt and running his hands up my back. I was visibly shaking under his touch at this point. He finally finished his "search" and took my right arm, carefully walking me over to his squad car. He opened the door in the back—-the one furthest away from the road—-and sat me down on the seat. "You know, as fast as you were going, you could have hurt or killed yourself or somebody else," he said, calmly, as if he hadn't just touched my entire body. I'd have thought he was completely unaffected if he wasn't visibly aroused—-sitting here, while he stood so close in front of me, it was pretty easy to tell he was aroused. That's when I realized what I was staring at and looked up in his face. He was smiling. I blushed. "Okay, I was speeding. Why the handcuffs?" "You looked pretty dangerous. In fact, I think I need to search you closer." Closer? Oh, my...his hands were running up my legs again! His fingers hooked the sides of my panties and began pulling them down my legs. He was leaning very close to me and when I leaned back out of his way, I lost my balance and fell back on the seat. By this time, my skirt was around my hips and with my panties now gone, I was completely exposed to him and completely vulnerable. His dark head was so close to my stomach, I could feel his breath on my pubic hair. I should have been screaming bloody murder but all I could think of as my stomach muscles clenched was, "oh my god, is he going to...is he going..." My hips jerked upwards when I felt his tongue on the skin just below my navel. It was moving slowly downward. Then his hands were on the inside of my thighs, pushing them apart and he was blowing softly against my hair and his tongue was touching my clit and I gasped loudly as I tried to pull enough air into my lungs. He slid first one finger into me and then another when he discovered how wet I was already, moving them quickly in and out as his tongue danced over me. God he was good at this! I realized he now had three fingers in me, curled upwards and thrusting hard as he sucked my clit and I screamed a little as I clamped down hard around him. Suddenly, his fingers were gone and he thrust his tongue in me—-it was too much...too much...oh GOD! I came hard and my hips jerked into him sharply. Before I had even recovered, he'd unzipped his pants. So hard. So beautiful. He slid into me easily with one thrust and then, sliding his hands under my arms, he picked me up and moved me easily (that move alone made me almost come again) further back onto the seat as he followed me into the car. He was thrusting hard and fast, kissing me at the same time. I kissed him back desperately, straining to reach his mouth, to taste him, to devour him with my mouth as he'd devoured me. I tasted myself on his lips and felt his hips moving over mine and it was all so erotic that I moaned helplessly into his mouth. I moved my knees back towards my chest as best as I could, hampered by the back of the seat. He knew what I was trying to do, though, and leaned back for a moment. His arms went under my knees, pushing them back. Now they were up around my shoulders and he was so very deep inside me. I was panting, making incoherent sounds, when he brought one hand down to play with my clit at the same time. It was all it took and I came hard again. I heard him catch his breath and then groan loudly. Then his weight was against me for the first time. Catching my breath after a few moments, I realized that my arms were going numb. "You think you could take these off now?" I asked, wryly. He groaned a little, but I could hear the laugh in his voice. "Yeah, I could probably do that," he said, grinning. He got up, pulled the key from his pocket, and rolled me to one side, unlocking the cuffs in an easy movement. I brought my arms back around in front of me and he began to rub the sensation back into my wrists. "Did I hurt you?" He asked, concerned at the red marks on my skin. I chuckled, softly. "Believe me...that did NOT hurt." "You really shouldn't be driving so fast, you know. And I reminded you last week that your license was about to expire." "I know. I've been so busy, I forgot. Did you get your uniforms at the dry cleaners?" "Yeah. What was with the striptease? You just about gave me a heart attack when I saw you dressed like that." "The air conditioner is out. Can you drop me off in the morning and take my car in?" "No problem," he said, before he suddenly grinned at me again. “Now we better get off the side of the road and get home before someone calls in some report about an officer acting strangely on the side of the road or something." I laughed. "Well, when you assault your wife in your squad car on the side of the road, you should expect someone to say something! You better not be treating all your traffic stops this way or a phone call will be the least of your problems!" Speeding She sped along the highway. It was 1:30 in the morning and she wanted to finally arrive at her destination. She'd been driving for what seemed like forever. She cruised into the outskirts of the sleepy little Wisconsin town, Avril's song blasting from the speakers, "I wanna be anything but ordinary, please!" She checked her rearview mirror as she caught the glare of lights and grimaced as she saw the blue and reds flashing. Reluctantly, yet with some excitement she pulled over to the shoulder of the road. The window floated down and she made certain the cop could see her hands on the steering wheel. He came up to the side of the car. "Alberta, Canada." She swallowed and her voice cracked, "Yes, I'm from Alberta." She hung her head, resigned, as he said, "You must have a lot on your mind. You forgot to turn off the cruise about a mile ago. I clocked you goin' 70 in a 45 zone. This is gonna be a substantial fine." She chewed her lip as she looked at him. He was tall and dark. She thought he must spend a lot of time working out. He was built with broad shoulders and great biceps. Her eyes kept drifting back up to his face. His lashes were that typical length, the one all the mothers croon over, too long to be on a boy. His eyes were dark and mysterious. It didn't help that the lights from the cruiser were casting all of his features in sharp relief. She saw a smile tugging at his lips as her eyes passed over his mouth. She looked, nervously into his eyes. "Look, I can't afford a big ticket. It was stupid of me not to be paying attention to the signs, but I can honestly say I didn't see it. How can I convince you not to write me up?" Her pulse raced faster than the car had just moments ago. She could see his attitude change and he bent over into the window. The beam from his flashlight floated eerily into the passenger seat. She blushed as he illuminated the 2 Snickers wrappers on the seat beside her, but what the hell? She'd been running on caffeine and sugar for the last 18 hours and so what if he saw the evidence of it? The light shone into her face, causing her to squint and shade her eyes with her hand. "Hey!" He flicked the beam down and she sighed in relief. She heard his chuckle as he noticed her chest rise and fall from it. She brought her other hand to cover her cleavage. "Turn off the ignition and step out of the car, please." She moved her hands carefully and turned the key, then to the handle and opened door. He had the light pointed at the ground so that it shone where she was going to step. Her foot rolled on the gravel and she stumbled as she rose to her feet. He watched her and she heard him ask, "Have you had anything to drink tonight?" "No! Of course not!" "That's what everyone says. Now, come around front here and put your hands on the hood of the car." She moved around. He stood so that she had to either step onto the highway behind him or pass between the car and his body. She slipped in front of him her hip grazing his thigh, her shoulder brushing his upper arm. He placed his hand in the middle of her back and guided her the rest of the way. Her skin leapt at the contact. He pushed her roughly forward as he placed his foot between hers and kicked them apart. His thigh was right against her crotch as he pressed down onto her. He leaned over her as he grabbed her wrist and brought it around on top of her spine. He whispered in her ear, "You wanna avoid a ticket? You'll need to be quiet and follow my instructions." She felt the cool pinch of the cuffs as he clamped one side around her wrist. He roughly pulled her other arm around and completed her capture, "Clear?" She drew a ragged breath, her breasts ached as his weight joined hers squeezing them onto the engine-warmed metal. He wrapped her hair in his hand and pulled her head back. His voice menaced her, "Clear?" She managed to squeeze out a shaky agreement, "Yes." "Good." She felt his excitement against her ass as he moved to let his free hand move over her curves. Letting go of her hair, he gripped her chin. He let her roll to him and then covered her mouth with his. She forgot her inhibitions and opened her mouth to him, the kiss tasting and exploring this stranger. He lifted her with him as he stood. Letting her slide down his body. Nudging her suggestively with his hardness as she regained her feet. He stepped beside her and pulled her around to the passenger side. He opened the back door and stood her in the opening. He hooked his fingers into her top and pulled the elastic sheath down until her breasts bounced free. Her nipples, already erect drew even tighter as his hands slid up her sides and grasped her soft mounds, squeezing as he stroked outward to the pink offering at the tip. He pulled them close together and kissed first one then the other, moving between the two like a greedy puppy for milk. "You have great tits!" he panted, sucking at them while she watched. His teeth closed on a rosy morsel and he tugged it. She felt his tongue flick across the end as he pulled. Her skin seemed to be electric. The signals from her brain making her whole body tingle. She arched her back, pressing her breast into his mouth. She struggled against the cuffs holding her arms behind her. "Please! I want to touch you too!" she pleaded, exclaiming as he nipped harder on her breast. Pausing to look at her, "I told you to be quiet!" He spun her around and rudely hauled her shorts down. "Oh baby. Such a sweet ass." She felt him massage her buttocks. Her sex moving in response to his pressing and rubbing. She leaned her forehead on the door jam as his hands stroked closer to her wetness. He watched as his gentle touch soothed and calmed her once more. Then, twisting his lips into an evil smile he lifted both hands off her. She presented beautifully. With a little moan as well! With no warning or comment he swatted her ass. She cried out in shock more than pain. "Oh God! I'm sorry." She gasped again as he reddened the other cheek. "Be quiet!" he ordered, slipping his hand up just short of her outer lips. She quivered as he strung her along. She didn't know if he was going to caress her or punish her. The sting was quickly passing into warmth. In wonder she realized that she wanted so badly for him to touch her, it was a tangible ache. He pressed his cheek to her ass. His hand moving lightly up and down her inner thigh, almost absently. He kissed her soft skin and slid his finger up between her delicate inner folds, right along her slit. He steeped his digit in her wetness for a long moment before slipping it back from her and then probing inside. Her tight, little tunnel felt like wet silk as he pressed his finger into her. He knew she wanted more just by the way her hips circled and ground down against his hand. He manipulated her for a few moments more. His finger shone in the lights from the cruiser when he withdrew it and brought it to his lips. Her essence excited him. He stood behind her and unfastened his utility belt, draping it over the car door. He sighed in relief as he released his cock from the tight confines of his uniform. She felt the heat of him before he touched her with his shaft. His breath on her ear as he pulled her back against him seemed to sear her flesh. He raised her up off her toes and in one smooth movement pressed the tip of his member to her wet opening. He could feel her hands bunched up to his stomach. The metal cuffs felt sharp, almost cutting the way they were pressed between them, creasing the soft skin on her wrists as they scraped along his abdomen. He held his hips forward as he pulled her onto his erection. They moaned in unison at the contact. "Yes. You feel so good my little prisoner. Such," he felt her pussy open and take another inch of his cock. "A pretty," her clit dragged itself into her wetness as he slipped along beside it. "Fuck!" he growled as she took almost all of his cock on the first thrust. With his cock and one hand on her tummy holding her petite form to him, he let his other reach up to tug at her nipples. She moaned and rocked through her impalement. His cock was pressed so hard against the top of her inner walls that she could almost taste him. His touch felt like embers on her nipples as he tweaked them. She gasped as he twisted one. "She makes noise!" he whispered sarcastically in her ear, "Now you can answer me! Use only yes or no. No more!" She nodded mutely as her orgasm neared. "Do you want to cum?" Her head nodded once again. No! Yes or no. Answer me! "Yes!" He could hear the need in her voice. He moved his hands around her waist and lifted her, up, so slowly. The pleasure was almost excruciating, doubling as he pulled her back onto himself. He was enjoying every moment of this little law breaker. He listened to the wet sounds of their sex and could hold himself back no longer. He heard her gasps as he pushed inside. She was so tight it almost hurt to go any deeper. She was incoherently grunting her approval with every thrust. Her orgasm was building almost too quickly. Her pussy was being split apart he was fucking her so hard. "Oh God! Oh God! Oh fuck!" She felt the hot gust of her cumming engulf her. The searing blast scouring every vestige of control from her as she fell into her feelings. He kept thrusting into her. Not stopping, taking her past that place where she could believe she was in control. He held her close as she was torn by her pleasure. He could feel her contractions squeezing him, her wetness as she pushed it out onto his shaft and balls. He pistoned in and out of her. His balls drawn up tight. He released just as he heard her call out his name. "Yes baby, cum with me!" He growled and buried his face in her hair. The force of his spending staggering him. He jabbed into her again and again. He leaned back against the door and held her tightly as they rode out their ecstasy. She giggled and turned her face to kiss his jaw. "Well I'm truly glad to meet you at last, baby." she smiled, "How about getting these cuffs off me and I'll follow you to your place." "Y'know, I'd have taken the night off to meet you don't you? But this was fun too!" He smacked her ass and unlocked her shackles. Once they were tucked back together he gave her a long lingering kiss. "Keep those lil bracelets handy, Deputy, I do believe I have a use for them."