“Fuck,” Emily cursed as she looked in the rear view mirror and saw the police car’s lights flashing. She wondered just how long he had been behind her. Emily loved to drive fast and tonight was no exception. She usually ignored the speed limit and drove whatever speed she liked, but she was almost home and thought she’d gotten away with it, yet again. Besides, she had her “secret weapons”.
She took a deep breath as she pulled the car over to the side of the quiet street and prepared to greet the officer. This wasn’t her first rodeo — she was stopped all the time and most of the time her little routine worked pretty well. Tonight, the stakes were higher and she felt a twinge of nervousness.
She pulled her shirt down a bit, licked her lips and propped up her breasts so that they would be shown to their best advantage. Next, she lowered her window and scooted over in the seat so that she would be looking right up at him when he came over. She hoped she could win him over and be on her way soon. If not… well, she didn’t want to think about that. If she got another ticket, she would lose her license. The judge had been very clear about that.
“Good evening Miss,” he said as he shined the light into her car, “May I see your license and registration?”
She handed them over and tried to look up at him, but the light was nearly blinding. All she could make out was a deep sexy rumble. She let out a sigh of relief — it was a man’s voice and not a woman’s. Women always hated her, police women more than most. They were just ugly and jealous.
She smiled to herself, confident that after a few minutes of flirting she would be on her way.
“Is there a problem Officer?” she asked as she looked up at him, eyes wide with feigned surprise and confusion. She leaned toward him, making sure to keep her hands to her sides and ensuring that he got a clear view of her large breasts and the deep valley in-between.
He continued to shine the light down at her and she blinked into the brightness.
“You could say that,” he said slowly. “Do you know why I pulled you over?”
“No idea, Officer,” she said as she batted her eyelashes up at him. “Did I do something wrong?”
“Please turn off your engine. I’ll be right back,” he said and went back to his car with her license and registration.
She waited impatiently. Although the few drinks she’d had a few hours ago had worn off, she was tired and wanted nothing more than to slip into her warm bed.
He approached her car after a few minutes and she looked up again, flashing the biggest smile she could muster.
“Please Miss, step out of the car,” he said finally, without a hint of warmth.
She felt a shiver of fear. This wasn’t part of the plan. He was supposed to flirt back a bit then give her a warning. She became acutely aware of what she was wearing and realized if she didn’t think of something fast, she was sunk! She was dressed for clubbing, not convincing a police officer that she was a good person, someone he should let off.
She opened the door and placed one high-heeled shoe on the ground then stood up, trying to pull her skirt lower. No matter what she did, her skirt simply didn’t have enough material to extend more than an inch or so below her ass. Her little tank-top was equally useless. Designed to get attention and show off every curve, her clothes pegged her for exactly what she was — a party girl.
The police officer lowered his flashlight and she blinked as her eyes adjusted to the moonlight. She saw him clearly now, looking at her impassively. His skin was the color of warm, dark chocolate and all Emily could think was that he looked delicious. He was large, towering over her by at least a foot. His crisp uniform seemed just a bit too snug in all the best places and she found herself staring at the large bulge in his pants. Even in her current situation, she couldn’t help but wonder if the stereotype about black men were true.
He cleared his throat pointedly.
She let her gaze linger where it was a moment longer, then finally looked up and met his eyes. Unfortunately, his dark brown eyes were almost as distracting as his bulging cock.
“Well?” he asked and she realized she had missed everything he’d been saying.
“Um, I, uh?” she stammered, not quite sure how to answer.
“Your insurance has lapsed, you were driving 22 miles over the speed limit and your registration is out of date. I’m going to have to impound the car and take you in to custody.”
She looked up at him, genuine fear and worry playing across her face. “What? No! I mean, please, you can’t.”
“Sorry, Miss, but…”
“But Officer,” she said desperately smiling up at him in the most flirtatious way she could. “Isn’t there anything you can do to help me?”
“I’m sorry Miss. There is nothing I can do. Please, turn around and place your hands on the vehicle.”
“But, I can’t lose my car!” she begged, “Please, I just can’t.”
“I am sorry Miss. Please put your hands on the car.”
“Officer”, she said slowly, not believing what she was about to say, “I will do anything, and I mean ANYTHING if you can just give me a warning.”
He froze. “Anything?” he asked in a low, sexy voice.
“Anything,” she said firmly.
“Then turn around and put your hands on the car,” he said.
“Fuck,” she thought humiliated. She’d thrown herself at him and she was STILL going to jail.
Defiantly, she held out her wrists. “Here you go Officer. Arrest me,” she said.
He moved quickly, and grabbed her hands in his much larger ones. She gasped in surprise — he was incredibly fast. He turned her around and pushed her to the front of the car, pressing her against it. She could feel his hard body behind her, his legs brushing against hers. When his hips brushed against her ass, she felt herself get wet from the excitement of feeling his thick cock through their clothes.
“Place your hands on the front of the car and spread your legs,” he ordered, his voice husky and deep.
She moaned breathlessly as she started to comply. She moved her legs apart and could feel the short skirt rising up, giving him a view of the bottom of her ass. Instead of pulling it down, she leaned forward to put her hands as far on the car as possible. She arched her back, leaving her butt up in the air, her skirt nearly to the middle of her ass.
“Like this?” she asked suggestively as she turned to look back at him.
“It’s going to take more than that to get out of this, little girl,” he said, as he looked her over.
She let herself meet his stare as she waved her ass back and forth. “Maybe I am willing to go as far as it takes,” she answered with a coy smile.
He bent down in front of her and began to run his hands along her legs. At first, she was disappointed that he was bothering to pat her down, but as his hands moved higher, they moved slower. His thumbs slid up her inner thigh slowly, and she felt her panties get damp as his hands moved closer to her pussy.
“Then you are going to have to show me just how much you don’t want to get arrested,” he said as his hands reached her soft wet slit.
His fingers played along her thin G-string and she gasped as he pulled the material to one side. She started to get up and he pushed her back down on the hood of the car.
“Not so fast,” he said as his fingers felt along her wet slit. “Unless you just want me to arrest you?”
She didn’t answer as she felt his fingers moved slowly along her wet pussy. She couldn’t believe this was happening. She had expected to just flirt her way out but now she realized that he expected more than just a look at her breasts. And she wasn’t going to let him arrest her.
She stopped struggling, and realized that she didn’t have much choice. If she didn’t want to be arrested, there was only one other option.
He felt her body relax and he slowly eased the pressure from her back.
“That’s a good girl,” he said as his arm slid down from her back, to grasp a full, firm breast. “Are you ready to show me how much you don’t want to be arrested?” he asked as his hands continued to roughly explore her body.
His hand moved under her tank top and found her sensitive nipple. He rolled it between his finger and thumb, the feeling setting her on fire.
“Well?” he asked as he squeezed it hard making her gasp in surprise.
“Yes,” was all she said.
The next thing she knew, he had her turned around facing him. She looked up into his dark eyes and saw the smoldering lust in them.
“Take out my cock,” he said as he brought her hands up and placed them over the hard bulge in her pants. She felt him harden under her hand and couldn’t believe his size. Even through his pants, she could tell he would be bigger than any guy she had ever been with.
He moaned and his hands reached out and pulled her tank top up over her bare breasts. She looked down and saw his dark, hands contrasted against her creamy white skin as he felt the weight of her breasts.
She undid his belt, popped the button and pulled down his zipper. As she tugged his pants she could nearly see his cock through his boxer briefs and hesitated. He was enormous. Could she really handle a cock that big?
He saw her freeze and pushed his own underwear to the ground, freeing his oversized cock.
Emily gasped with surprise as she looked at his thick hard member. It was dark and long, at least ten inches from base to tip. Her mouth opened in surprise as she looked at the thick hard cock in front of her.
“Now suck it,” he said as he pressed on her shoulders, pushing her down to him.
Emily wasn’t sure what to do with a cock that big.
“Now,” he said firmly.
She licked her lips in anticipation as she bent over his thick rod. Her hands found the bottom of his shaft and she groaned as her fingers slid over him and realized he felt as hard as steel.
She watched him close his eyes, and squeezed gently on his thick cock, feeling his thick member harden even more.
As she leaned her mouth toward his large throbbing cock, she felt tingles of excitement travel to her stomach. When she was just inches away, she flicked out her tongue and slowly ran it along the large head, flicking the tip of his cock gently.
His hands reached for her hair and he moaned as her tongue played with his sensitive head.
“Take it deeper,” he ordered.
His words sent shivers of excitement through her, making her bolder and more aggressive. She pushed her mouth down again, this time taking in at least half of his fat black cock before she pulled away.
“Deeper,” he said again.
She took a deep breath as her mouth sucked him in even deeper and felt the tip of his cock hit the back of her throat. Even as far as he was into her mouth, she still had just a little over half of his thick cock.
Each time she sucked him into her mouth, he pressed down on her head encouraging her to take her farther and farther in. She felt him getting harder and when he groaned loudly, she felt herself become slick with her own excitement.
He pulled her to her feet and she saw the arousal in his face as he looked at her.
“Now turn around and bend over,” he ordered, “let me see that ass in the air.”
“No, you can't, I mean, I can't…” she said, suddenly hesitating.
He ignored her as he turned her around and pushed her skirt high above her ass. He pressed his cock against her and Emily closed her eyes as he sent shivers of pleasure throughout her body.
“Yes, you can,” he said as he pushed her tiny panties down to her knees. “Unless you want to be arrested instead.”
She moaned as she felt his hard cock pushing against her and her pussy muscles tensed as she realized she wanted him badly. He slid his cock along her pussy as he spoke, letting it get slick with her own juices.
“Say it,” he said as the head of his cock pushed gently against her wet opening. “Tell me what you want me to do. Arrest you or fuck you.”
His thick cock was sliding against her and when he pushed it against her clit she gasped and moved her hips toward him.
“Not until you choose,” he said as he kept his cock just out of reach.
“Fuck me,” she said breathlessly realizing she had become wanton with her need. “Oh, please, Officer, fuck me hard!”
He pushed inside her slowly and she felt his erect cock filling her, threatening to split her in two. Her pussy contracted around him like a vise, tightening on him and the sensation was overwhelming. She pushed back against his hips, pushing him even deeper and reveling in the feeling of his cock inside her. He kept pushing further and further inside, her body slowly accommodating his oversized member.
“Oh god,” she moaned as he continued to push further and further inside. No one had ever filled her like this and she wasn’t sure she could handle more, “Oh no, you’re too big,” she moaned as she felt his cock pushing her apart, her body burning from pain and pleasure.
He ignored her protests and just continued sliding slowly inside her. She moaned and writhed as his cock filled her, taking her deeper than any man ever had before. “Oh, god,” she groaned, “I can’t, I… oh my god,” she moaned when she finally felt his balls pressed hard against her.
He held her, arms wrapped around her as he pressed his cock deep inside, then paused to let her get used to his size. Slowly he pulled out of her and she groaned, wanting desperately to have him slide back inside. When he did, he pushed hard and fast, hitting his balls against her ass and sending her forward. She braced herself with her arms and pushed her ass up higher toward him as he came down again.
His rhythm was fast and hard, as he pounded his thick cock farther and deeper inside her with each thrust. Her pussy was on fire with every stroke and she felt her body come alive with the sensation.
When his hand reached in front to thumb her clit, it was more than she could stand. She felt the orgasm rise from deep inside her and soon her entire body was beyond her control. With every thrust, he sent a wave of pleasure over her body, sending her higher and higher with each hard stroke.
She arched her back and let out a guttural moan as her pussy contracted around him, pulsing against him as he continued to plunge deep inside her. As hard as he was, when he felt her pussy muscles contract around him, his cock became even harder. Every time he pushed himself deep inside her it fueled her excitement, making her wild as the orgasm rippled through her body. His thick cock plunged on and on, deeper and deeper, bringing her to heights she had never imagined.
He fucked her hard and deep, enjoying each thrust and pound. Emily just moaned, unable to believe that she could feel anything like this. Suddenly, his rod swelled bigger than she could have imagined possible and he pushed even deeper. Her body was shaking with her pleasure as her orgasm hit its peak. When he thrust again, harder than he had before, he finally came inside her, his body jerking as he too found his release.
She leaned against the car, gasping for air. When she finally caught her breath she was shocked by what she had just done. Not only had she had sex with this man she barely knew but it had been the most erotic sexual experience of her life.
She looked over at him and wondered if this was always the way it was with a black man. But from the look on his face, he seemed just as surprised by the intensity of their experience as she was.
His breathing was still ragged as he looked at her and hesitantly pressed a kiss against her lips.
She smiled, at the thought of what he had just made her do and how timidly he now kissed her.
He moved off of her and pulled himself together, getting his pants back on and straightening his uniform. He looked so handsome that even after the mind-blowing orgasm she just had, she already felt herself getting wet again.
She shook her head clear and began to get her own breathing under control.
“Well, you are free to go,” he said after a moment and Emily wondered if that was a bit of remorse she heard in his voice.
“Just get those problems cleared up and slow down when you’re coming through here,” he said “You wouldn’t want this to happen again.”
“If you’re trying to scare me, you’re doing a horrible job,” she said with a smile as she pulled her skirt down over her hips.
He smiled and looked her over, “The next time I pull you over, I might not let you off so easy.”
She got into her car, waved goodbye, and peeled out, tires shrieking.
The last thing she’d said echoed in his mind.
“See you tomorrow…”
She was right, but not for the reason she’d thought.
He still had her license.