NSFW Story [#13 of 100 Days of Sex]

Everyone has those fantasies, the sexy fireman coming to your rescue, the doctor who spends a little too long on your pelvic exam, but for me? My fantasy is the policeman, with the ready-to-go handcuffs and baton, he’s already prepared for me. I drove the familiar route to work, spying the police car to my right, they were checking the rush hour speeds on this particular morning. I sped up – just enough for them to pull me over, but not enough to cause a huge offence. I was travelling 36 miles per hour in a 30 zone, my heart pounding in my chest I watched in my mirrors to make sure they would come after me. Sure enough they did, and I saw the flashing blue lights on top of their car, two gentleman inside wearing fluorescent yellow uniforms. I felt that wanting deep within, I pulled the car over, signalling as I came to a halt and wound down the window.

“Do you know how fast you were going Miss?” he automatically said as he approached my car, leaning down to look in the window. I looked up with my big blue innocent eyes and whispered “I… I.. think about 33?” I lied. Knowing exactly how quickly I was going, “Step out the car please.” My heart thumped and my stomach fluttered. This was exactly what I had been hoping for, a chance for them to touch me, to brush their arm against mine, to put their hand on my lower back, my mind had slowly began to wander and I wasn’t listening to the words coming from those soft lips of his. “Excuse me, Miss? Are you OK?” He furrowed his brow in my direction. Of course I’m OK, I thought – my fantasy is partly coming true. I simply nodded at him and a small smile crept across my face. He looked into the direction of his colleague and raised a brow. I couldn’t see the other officer behind me, but I imagine an agreement was made as they both placed a hand on my back and lead me into the back of the police car. As I become familiar with my new surroundings, the officers were chatting outside the car. They shook hands, and one of them stepped into my car and started to drive away. I must of had a quizzical expression on my face, as the other officer who was now in the drivers seat of the police car reported “Just taking your car back to the station for you Miss, it’s just around the corner” Oh, we must be going to the local station, I remember thinking, as the main station was over 30 minute drive from here.

In no time at all, I was being ushered into the station. Walking in, there was just one girl on reception who I had to give my details to. It was at this point I started thinking to myself why I was there. I was only speeding – they don’t normally take you in for speeding.. the thoughts quickly left my mind and filled with my fantasy once more as the officers both held onto my upper arms and took me through the back. First of all my picture was taken, they then held my fingers onto the ink pads and transferred my fingerprints to a sheet of paper. The officers did all of this with the greatest of care, letting me know what was going on, and why they were doing it. They occasionally whispered among themselves as they looked me up and down. “Step over here please Miss.” I did as I was told and suddenly his hands were on me. Starting at my hands and moving up my arms, down my chest. My heart rate pumped frantically, his hands were so big and strong, knowing exactly where to go. The other officer had left the room – it was just me, and him. I looked into his eyes, as he stared back, his hands still moving. He bent down as his fondled my legs, moving towards my thighs he slowed down as he grazed over my vagina. A deep twang moved inside of me and I could feel myself already getting wet. I took a subtle deep breath as he rose back up, standing far to close to me as normally would be acceptable. “Just a quick search Miss, no need to look so scared” he chuckled as he repeated the steps on my back. He smiled and nodded as he left the room. My heart sank, was my fantasy over already? The men were talking outside the room, I could only hear muffled noises. The other officer stepped back into the room.

“Have you been searched yet?” I automatically responded by shaking my head before my brain could catch up with what I was doing. I heart a faint, clunk sound which I later found out was the lock to the door. He stepped over to me and moved his hands up my arms, goosebumps traveled over my skin as he traced his fingers along my collarbones. Gripping my breasts in his hands, he squeezed them thoroughly and a soft moan escaped my lips. The corners of his mouth lifted as his hands moved further south, over my hips and down the legs. The goosebumps continued over my skin as I was feeling euphoric, his knowing hands wandered up my thighs and once again grazed my vagina, I felt the instant twitch it responded with, and he repeated this maneuver again, but this time slightly harder. Again I moaned and my breathing was becoming heavier. I looked at this with what I hope was please fuck me eyes, his head leaned forward and whispered his hot breath into my ear “Turn around please” I did as I was told, a few moments passed and I wanted to glance behind, I could hear his breathing and was hoping he was nurturing his cock.

I felt him push me into the wall with his forearm, my face being squished against the cold concrete. He was hard, but not hard enough for it to hurt .. much. His arm pinned me in place, with one of his feet he kicked my limp feet apart and twisted one arm up behind my back. I couldn’t move – even if I wanted to, I was now trapped and I loved it, my fantasy had come true – this was not regulation search protocol. I whimpered into the wall and he handcuffed my hand to his forearm that was keeping me pinned. He now had a free hand to explore my willing body, squeezing my arse, his hand traveled between the cheeks and underneath me to caress my wet vagina, rubbing me over my knickers I’m sure he could feel how moist he had made me. I was very happy to have decided to wear a skirt today. Moving my panties to the side and slipping two fingers into me, I whimpered louder but he replied with a sharp “Shh!” I found it extremely difficult to hold in my breaths and moans as he stroked the inside of me. Using a spare finger, he circled my clit with great precision and I started to feel the first waves of orgasm approaching. His breath was warm on my neck and his forearm got harder across my upper back, I could feel his hard cock rubbing against my arse, I wanted him to fuck me, to feel all of him and to surround myself with this beautiful Police Man. His thumb slipped into my arse hole, it was at this point my knees became too weak and I was literally being help up by his forearm, I was completely at his will. He had captured me and I was nearing my orgasm, his professional fingers pushing the right buttons to make me weak. I couldn’t hold it in any longer and as I came, it escaped from my lips, a loud moan that echoed off the concrete walls, my muscles clenched around his fingers as he slowed down his movements “Shh, shh.” he whispered into my ear, I had tingles across the whole of my body and I feared if he were to let go of me, I would collapse to the floor. The hand of the door rattled , of course he had locked it, it was his colleague “What’s going on in there?! Open the door!” He shouted to us, the officer lead my still handcuffed wrist along with him to the door. My legs were failing me as I stumbled over my own feet. I wanted to lay down and let this feeling engulf me.

The door opened and the officer that had just caused my exploding orgasm looked sheepish at his partner. “She, erm, got out of hand. Needed taking care of.” He stuttered. “Oh did she now?” Responded the other officer, as he closed the door behind him and locked it once more. “Well I wish you would have waited for me..”

To Be Continued.  

Love,

c2488-jess

#100daysofsex

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