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Speeding and Busted
Speeding and Busted Speeding along in your new red Mustang GT, you feel all sexy in your very low v-neck top and short skirt. Your legs rub against the leather and you can feel the onset of moisture between your thighs. You push the speed and excites you even more. do you know I am sitting around the corner with my radar gun. You peel around the corner at 0 and I nail you. You see the lights and know you are busted. You pull over and watch as I step out of my cruiser. Mmmm, a man in uniform, and the excitement of the ride and getting caught, you feel yourself getting even wetter. I walk up your car and ask for your license and registration. You search, but cannot produce your license. Paying me your registration you say, “I must have forgotten my license in my other purse at home”. I give you a stern and ask you step out of the vehicle. You do so and as you do I cannot help but notice your wide open blouse, showing me some excellent cleavage supported by a red lace push up bra; your breasts as if they are appear burst out. I ask you’re your and why you don't have a license. Unfortunately, the local law requires drivers caught driving with no licenses be brought into the station until their proof of license can be obtained or confirmed. You tell me you cannot because you have to be somewhere very soon. You tell me you have never been arrested before and you would do anything to make this oversight go away. Hmmm, I think to myself, what the hell. I pause and at you for a few heartbeats. takes all my will power not stare at your ample uplifted cleavage. Maintaining my professional demeanor then say, “No, sorry, is the law, walk the front of the car, please, and place your hands on top of your head.” You get a scared defeated on your face and do as I instruct. Removing my handcuffs from their case I clasped them lightly on your wrists. Holding your hands in place I tell you, “I need search you now, do you anything on your person, such as a weapon or hard object that may injure me?” ‘No”, you reply. I place one hand on your shoulder and begin move my other over your head, along your neck, down your back around your belly. I could have sworn I heard a soft moan as reached around the front. She is loving this, I think. Very well. “I have your undergarments for concealed weapons”, I tell you. You do not move as I slide my hand up and under your bra. I run my hand back and forth, lifting slightly; just high enough feel the bottom of your breast. “Good ”, I say. I move my hand over the top and rub you across the top of your chest, moving down between your cleavage. “Good ”, I repeat. Checking traffic both ways I confirm the highway is deserted. I move more closely your breasts now; sliding my hand into your bra and release a breast from its cup. I lift it out of your bra and give it a good firm squeeze. Very good , I say. Do you agree?, I ask. In a whispered voice you simply reply, Yes, good. I move my head down and begin kiss the back of your neck. I whisper in your ear that you have been a bad . I feel you shudder and watch as goose bumps appear on your skin; the fine hairs on your neck standing up. I feel the nipple I am holding between my fingers start grow firmer with each pinch and pull. You lean back against my chest as I continue caress and rub and pull and pinch your body. You turn your head me and we kiss deeply, passionately; our tongues dancing together in a open mouth lip lip embrace. I feel your bra and see is front opening, with a quick, practiced flick I unclasp your bra. Your breasts explode from confinement. I spin you around and rip open your blouse. I take a breast in each hand and grope and squeeze and lick them. My saliva making them shine in the summer sun. I suck a nipple, making even harder. I bite and nibble and pull it with my teeth. You are moaning loudly now, telling me, Yes, yes, like that, harder, bite it harder I do as you wish and you moan louder and louder. I pull you me and we kiss more. You feel my hardness pressed into your belly. You tell me you want me in your mouth. Not yet, I reply. I spin you back around and bend you over the hood of my cruiser. I lift up your skirt, seeing you are commando. I drop to my knees and bury my face into your pussy. I start with long slow licks along the entire length of your slit. Spread your legs, I demand. You open them slightly. More, I say. Taking the hint you bring a long leg up and rest its knee on the hood. Wide open for me now I dive in and lick and suck your cunt until it is glimmering in saliva and cunnie juice. I run a finger along your lips, spreading them, opening them. I insert a long finger all the way up to the last knuckle, you gasp and this assault and then settle and let out a long groan as you feel my finger wiggle inside you. I insert a second, tighter now, my fingers stretching your opening in a mix of pleasure and pain. “More”, you tell me. I insert a third finger, even tighter. “Ahh, yes, yes”, you cry out. “Like that, oh my fucking God, like that”. You continue your loud moaning, coaxing me to finger fuck you harder, deeper, faster. Suddenly I feel a violent shuddering as you climax. YES, YES, YES, FUCK ME, FUCK ME, DON’T STOP DON’T STOP..AHHHHHHH. Your climax is long and loud. I feel your body clench and shudder with each pleasurable convulsion. You start to shake as a final wave come over you. You settle and I help you to your feet. I remove the handcuffs and spin you around, pulling you into me. We kiss more; you lick my lips saying how you love the taste of your pussy on my mouth. “Speaking of which”, you add and drop to your knees. “Take this off”, you say, tugging on my belt. I remove as you undo my trousers and unzip my fly. You tug my trousers down and reaching into my boxer briefs you release my erect cock. Dripping with pre-cum, you lean in and dance your tongue around the head of my engorged dick. A stream of my fluid extends to the of your tongue. So watching this. You open wide and take me deep in your mouth. I can literally feel the back of your throat as you start slide my cock between your lips; making a loud wet gurgling noise each time you take me deep. One hand is stroking me, while the other takes hold of my balls, squeezing them tightly. You remove my cock from mouth and press up against my belly. You run your tongue from the base of my balls all the way to the top. Then you cant your head to the side and run your open mouth along the shaft. This is the most incredible feeling I have ever experienced. Your tongue is working me, Your lips are kissing me. I feel about ready to explode. “I’m gonna cum” I say, “Cum in my mouth” you tell me. You take me back in and suck me hard. I feel my balls tighten as I release a heavy load of my jizz. You clamp your lips tightly and suck every last drop of my stick fluid. You tilt your head back and open your mouth showing me how full of my cum is. I watch as you close your mouth and slowly swallow my jizz. Running your fingers down your neck as my cum slides down your throat. I help you your feet and we embrace again. “I have go”, you say. “You are free ”, I say. I watch as you fasten you bra, fix your skirt and flip your hair. You lean in put your hand on my chest and give me a kiss on the cheek. “ you will stop me again”, you say. “”, I reply. "." Reaching into my shirt pocket to get my sunglasses my fingers bush against something. I remove and see is a business card, 'Desert Inn & Spa'. How the hell did she do that, I thought and I wonder what the connection is. Is she staying ? Does she own ? I my watch and realize that my shift ended 20 minutes ago. Looking at 4 days downtime I the address on the card and see is about a 2 hour drive west. What the hell, I think. At least will be a weekend away from this boring town. Well, up to today anyway. I return to the station, in my car, weapon and file my D.O.R. I wish everyone a good weekend, jump in my Sierra and head west. I plug in On-star and ask them make me a reservation for 3 nights at the Desert In & Spa. I want the luxury suite, too, I requested. A few minutes later my reservation was confirmed. Popping a Coors I enjoyed my drive west. The highway was quiet this Friday afternoon. Soon I saw he first sign advertising my destination. A few miles to go. Very nice, I thought, as I pulled into the reception parking lot. I wonder how long this place has been here. Surprised I never heard of it until today. I walked into the lobby and low and behold you were. Standing all professional, not a clue that you just had your body and pussy ravished less than 3 hours earlier. "Hello, again", I said as I put my bag down at the reception desk. "Hello, sir", welcome the Desert Inn & Spa, what can I do for you?", you replied. I removed my sunglasses and asked if you remembered me from earlier today, a couple hours east of here. "Sir", you said, "I have been here all day". "Do you have a reservation?" Totally awed by this turn of events I stammered out a "Yeah, Erros, 3 nights". "Very good, Mr. Erros, may I have your credit card and driver's license?". Like I was trapped in some weird Hitchcock thriller I stood dumbfounded as you processed my booking. " you go, Mr. Erros, you have the Ambassador Suite, 3" "Take the elevator on the left and is the 3rd floor, enjoy your stay". Still in shock I make my way the elevator. "One moment, Mr. Erros!!" I push the door open button and you step into the elevator. as the doors start to close you say, "Your credit card, you left your..." The doors closed and you jumped into my arms, driving your tongue deep into my mouth. You pulled back and said, "Sorry, but I need to be discrete here. I am married and I do not need word getting out about me and a handsome guest." " for room at 6 and I will come up your room". With that, you pushed the door open button and returned to reception. I made my way to my suite. A very nice room indeed. A dinette kitchen area, living area, big screen TV, bar fridge. The bedroom was large. King size bed, another flat screen and a Jacuzzi in the corner next the large ensuite. Unpacking my belongs, I popped my third Coors of the day and watch a TV. I must have dozed off because \I was awakened by the<b> phone. </font></b>Still sleepy eyed, I picked up the receiver and gave a slightly rude, “Yes!”. “Ah, is reception, Mr. Erros, how is your room?” “Fine, ’s fine, sorry, I was having a nap.” “Yes, thank you, for calling.” I checked the clock, 4:30. Think I will have work out and swim, before 6:00. I left my suite in search for the gym. I saw a lady and asked where the gym was, she said she was going . Together we made our way. Rounding a corner I saw you approaching our way. “Oh, Mr. Erros, I see you met my friend, Tina.” You turned to Tina and said, “Tina, this is, Mr. Erros, the gentleman I was telling you about.” “Enough of the Mr.” I said, “Please, me, David.” Introduction and pleasantries completed, you said, “Enjoy your work out, you two.” As you passed by Tina I noticed you give her hand a squeeze and wink. My work out was good, just a bit of light stretching, high reps, low weight. I did not want strain anything. I chatted a bit with Tina, spotted her on one of the machine. A very cute lady. Nice frame. Intelligent. In another time and place…, I thought. The pool was refreshing and served its purpose waken me up. I returned the change room and my surprise I found a bag beside my locker. A note simply said, “Open in Room”. I returned my room and could not wait open the bag. were two sets of padded handcuffs and velvet ropes in the bag. Another note, “Get naked, reception for more towels and secure yourself to the bed, wait for me – K”. Sceptical, but intrigued and getting very turned on, I did as was instructed in the note. made, naked and bound the bed I waited. The images going through my mind were having an affect on my manhood. I looked down and I was as hard as I ever was. A knock at the door. “Yes”, I respond. The door opens and I hear soft voices with a hint of giggle, say, “Room .” |
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