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Desert Heat
"Shit!" There's no telling how long those blue lights had been following me before I finally noticed.
The fact that I was going 110 down a deserted desert highway in a brand new convertible Jag couldn't have anything to do with why I was getting pulled over. In this neck of the woods it was doubtful that the cops had anything better to do than harass weary travelers.
The road trip had been my brother's idea. "Come on, Lisa. Take some time off and go on vacation. You've been working too hard." I'd finally decided to go, mainly to shut Frankie up and I made a mental note to myself to blame him for the speeding ticket I was about to receive when I got home.
I eased off the gas pedal and steered the Jag over on to the shoulder. Other than the cop pulling up behind me I hadn't seen another car for the past couple hours. The land around here was flat and I couldn't imagine where he had been hiding. It was then I remembered passing a faded billboard several miles back. My guess was he had been sitting in its shade napping when I blew by. Just my luck; f he's been following me for that long he wasn't going to be happy.
Well, there was one sure fire way to get out of a ticket. All those men that bitched and moaned when their girlfriends got off without a speeding ticket thought is was because the state troopers were suckers for tears. Little did they know that it was a good pair of legs, preferable clad in a tight short skirt that did the trick. Shamelessly, I hiked my skirt up and waited.
A minute later I realized my luck wasn't nearly as good as I thought. Not only were there two cops getting out of the car but the one approaching the driver's side of my car was a woman! I nearly groaned as she came to a stop beside my door.
"Drivers license and registration."
I dug around in my bag, found my license and handed it to her before leaning over to get the registration out of the glove box. As I bent over I noticed that the woman's partner was standing on the passenger side of the car, his hands resting on the door. From this position he didn't get the view of my ass I had prepared but I didn't miss the appreciative glance that passed over the front of my blouse.
Maybe there was hope after all.
I turned back and handed the female cop my registration. The car was new so I had to give her several documents from the dealer showing me as the owner. She gave them a cursory glance before handing them back with my license.
"Do you have any idea how fast you were going?"
Yes, but I wasn't about to admit it. "No, but I bet you do."
She smiled; way to go Lisa, being flip with a cop was a good way to get yourself arrested. She opened my car door and took a step back. "Step out of the car."
Great! This was definitely Frankie's fault. I'd taken one to many lessons on being a smart ass from my brother and now I was paying for it. Time to kiss up. "Look officer, I'm sorry. I've been driving for several days and I'm tired. I didn't mean to be disrespectful."
Her partner actually snickered! God, I hate cops! She just motioned me forward and closed my door behind me. "Step back towards the patrol car and place your hands on the hood."
I followed her orders and once my hands were placed on the hot medal hood I looked back over my shoulder. "I know I was speeding but can't you just give me a ticket and send me on my way?"
"Turn around."
I turned to stare straight a head and found myself staring at her partner. He was a nice looking man. He was also your typical cop with a crew cut, muscles, and mirrored sunglasses. He had yet to say anything but if his smile was any indication he was enjoying the show.
"What seems to be the problem, officer?" God! That sounded like a line from a very bad movie.
"Well, you're speeding along in a brand new car without plates and sporting an expired, out of state drivers license. For all we know that car is stolen."
"What?! You've got to be kidding! You saw the papers from the dealer."
"Could be forged."
"I do NOT believe this!" This is the last time I listen to Frankie.
"Believe it. We're going to have to take you in until we get verification from the dealer that the car isn't stolen."
I felt something brush up behind me.
"Spread your legs." The cops voice was close to me ear and I could feel her breasts press up against my back as she leaned forward and started to frisk me. Despite the fact that I was wearing a sleeveless top she ran her hands up my arms, starting at the wrists and ending at the armpit. From there her hands seem to move slower and they slid along my sides, forward across my stomach and up under my breasts. Was it my imagination or did she stop to squeeze each breast before moving her hands back down along my stomach? She dropped down onto her haunches and wrapped her hands around my left ankle. My skirt barely brushed the tops of my thighs and it was obvious that there weren't many places where a weapon could be hiding yet she seemed hell bent on doing a thorough job of frisking me. Both hands slid up the length of my calf, passed my knee and under my skirt. I couldn't stop myself from flinching when the back of her hand brushed against my pussy. I tried to tell myself it was unintentional but some how I didn't think so. She gave my right leg the same intense inspection and when her hand once again brushed against my pussy, only harder this time, I knew it was no accident.
"Find anything?" Those were the first words spoken by her partner and I got the distinct impression that he already knew the answer.
"Nope, but you never know where someone is willing to hide things. I think we'll have to do a more thorough search when we take her in."
A jolt of desire shot through my body at the sound of her words and settled between my thighs. I was already excited from being frisked, not an experience I would have inspected, and for some reason the thought of being searched more intimately by this woman caused my pussy to throb. I could feel myself growing wet as I waited.
Her partner uncrossed his arms from his chest and headed back towards my car. "I think you're right. I'll secure her things while you put her in the back of the patrol car."
The female officer led me towards the back of the cop car and opened the door. I was surprised when she didn't bother putting me in handcuffs. Surprised? Or disappointed? A minute later her partner joined us and we were pulling back on to the highway. I didn't bother looking back at the Jag, I suspected that we weren't going far and that I would be back before long.
Five minutes later the female cop turned off the highway and onto a dirt road. There were few trees in the area but this road was hidden from view by low rolling hills. The road went straight back and ended in front of what looked to be a deserted barn. She stopped but didn't kill the engine. While we waited her partner jumped out of the car and went to open the barns bay doors, closing them after we had driven inside.
She let me out of the car and I stood quietly, waiting for whatever was to come. I didn't have long to wait. She forced me back against the car and proceeded to search me once again. Only this time she was neither slow nor gentle and she didn't both with my arms. Her hands went immediately to my breasts, cupping them she squeezed gently before plucking at my nipples. I grabbed her hips and pulled her hard against me as my nipples hardened beneath her touch.
When she had removed her sunglasses and undid her hair I was surprised to see that she was actually very pretty. She had blue eyes and dark brown that fell below her shoulders in waves. She was taller than me and physically fit. I could feel the strength in her arms and legs as she brushed up against me.
Her partner had also removed his sunglasses and I could see him standing silently behind her, watching. I got the distinct impression that this wasn't the first time they had done this. Her hands were everywhere, pulling my shirt over my head and pushing my skirt off my hips. I didn't wear panties or a bra and within a few seconds I was standing there completely naked.
The barn was shaded but a fine sheen of sweat stood out on my skin. I started pulling her shirt free from the waistband of her slacks wanting to feel her skin against mine. She unhooked her belt and carefully laid it on the ground before stepping out of the rest of her uniform.
When we were both naked she pulled me close and started kissing me. Her mouth was warm and her tongue hot as she slipped it between my lips. With one hand she continued to caress my breast, rolling my nipple between her fingers while her other hand slipped between my thighs. My pussy was already wet and throbbing and she easily inserted two fingers into me. I could feel the walls of my cunt contract around her fingers as she worked them back and forth.
"Oh, yessss." I could have come right then if she hadn't withdrawn her fingers. Slowly, she inserted her fingers into my mouth and I greedily licked my juices from her hand.
She moved us around until she was leaning up against the car. I pushed her back and started sucking on her nipple. She groaned as I gently bit down on her nipple, rolling it between my teeth and then sucking it into my mouth. I could feel the heat from her pussy as she pressed her hips against me.
She was wet and hot and I knew she wanted my face between her thighs.
As I laid her down she lifted her feet to the edge of the car and let her knees fall apart offering me a view of her pussy. She wasn't shaved but the hair was trimmed short showing off her already swollen clit. Spreading her pussy lips I bent down and started circling her clit with my tongue.
"Yesss." Her hands were in my hair trying to pull me closer.
I continued to play with her, circling her clit with my tongue but never touching it before licking my way down towards the opening of her pussy. I was sucking on her pussy lips and fingering her asshole when I felt her partner slid his dick into my pussy from behind.
He was large and long and he filled my pussy completely. "Oh, yeah. Fuck me." I rocked my hips back against him hoping to take more of him. He worked his way in and out of my pussy and once he'd established a rhythm I went back to work on his partner.
With one finger in her ass and another in her pussy I started sucking on her clit. It was hard and swollen like a little cock throbbing against my tongue. She started pumping her pussy against my face while at the same time her partner was slamming his dick harder and harder, his balls slapping against the back of my thighs.
I slipped my finger out of her ass and into her pussy to join the other one. "Yes. That's it! Fuck me! Harder. Harder." I inserted a third finger into her and started sucking harder on her clit until I felt her start tighten up around my hand. "Oh, God! I'm gonna come."
Instantly, my face was flooded with pussy juice. I eased up on her clit and went to work lapping up her honey. There is nothing like licking another woman's pussy and tasting her juices. There is no fruit in the world that is as sweet as a woman's pussy. I could spend hours licking a woman and tasting her on my tongue.
The only thing better was having your own orgasm while you were at it. Her partner was still pounding away at my pussy, much to my enjoyment, and had inserted one finger into my ass. Before I knew it the female cop had slid off the car and positioned herself beneath me and was going to work on my clit. The minute she took my clit into her mouth and started sucking I went off. I came so hard I thought my legs were going to collapse and I swear to God I could feel my own juices running down the inside of my thighs. Her partner wasn't far behind; a second later and I felt flood with his cum. The female cop stopped sucking on my clit and as soon as her partner withdrew she was there sticking her tongue into my pussy licking out her partner's cum. The feel of her tongue up inside of me with her nose buried up against my clit set off another orgasm, this one bringing me to my knees.
Later on after returning to my car I made a mental note to thank my brother Frankie for talking me into taking this trip.
THE END
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