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Chapter 13 by dragon_jak dragon_jak

And then?

An interruption

Your sister moans into your shoulder, and you both feel something vibrate in her pocket. Her face snaps forward, knocking you off of her.

"Shit, that's work! We gotta go!"

With that, she leapt out of bed, pulling her pants back on as she moved. You dashed behind her, rock-hard dick pressing against your thigh as you ran. You bounced out the door, ran down the stairs, and caught up to her just as she dove into the passenger side.

"Keys?" Beth yelled through the windshield.

"Keys!" You replied, turning on a heel and sprinting back inside.

You bolted to the soup can which served as the key bowl, snatched out your "Keys!" and raced back to the car. You slammed into the driver's seat, breathing like you’d just run a marathon and sweating like you’d been rubbing one out.

"Fuck." Was all you had to say as you drove out of the garage.

"Hahahahah, sweating already? We didn't even fuck!" Beth shot you a toothy grin, "maybe you should go to those classes, eh striiiiing beaaaan?"

“Oh, suck my dick,” you said, turning out of your culdesac. An old gum wrapper twisted between your toes, reminding you that you’d forgotten to wear shoes.

“Hey, you said it, not me,” Beth replied, and began to lean over.

Before you could offer a word of protest, she had pushed your sweatpants and undies down. Your cock, which had been softened somewhat by the mad dash, swung out into the air as you took a roundabout. Your sister leaned forward, and you felt a splash of drool hit your cock before her lips did.

“Mmmm shho good,” she muttered into your dick.

She reached out a hand to steady herself against your thigh as her other hand began to massage her boobs. She was rubbing over the top of her shirt, teasing the mass as it jiggled behind her bra.

She didn’t waste any time with foreplay. Just a steady up, down, up, down. You felt her drool drip, running over your balls and pooling on the car seat below. You tried to keep your eyes on the road, but you snuck a hand down to run through her hair. You’d never had a chance to touch it before, but god was it soft. You dipped your fingers into her black streak, feeling it cascade through your digits as her tongue worked the tip of your cock. You groaned, trying to keep your eyes open and on the road.

You were getting closer, both to where Beth worked and to orgasm. But just as you were a few streets away, sirens began to sound. Looking in the rear view mirror, you could see the flashing lights of a cop car pulling up right behind you. You looked back down, shuddering under your sister’s ministrations, and realised you were doing about 20 over the speed limit.

Letting out a sigh, you spun the wheel and pulled over. Beth didn’t slow down on your cock, even as she noticed the car stopping. You twitched and shivered as pleasure rippled through you. It was all you could do to roll down the windows. You didn’t want her to stop, but that cop would be… shit.

A pretty woman rolled up beside your car. She was decked in full police uniform, from a taser to a gun, and she did not look happy. She was maybe in her mid-thirties, and looked to be… you were terrible with ethnicities. Maybe Korean?

“Sir, do you have any idea how fast you were going?” she said. Well wherever her family was from, her American accent was not giving any hints.

You looked from this policewoman whose arms were crossed over her chest, down to your sister on your crotch. The officer raised an eyebrow above her aviators, clearly more interested in an answer than the bobbing pile of hair.

“Uhhh *Hwoah* I-I-I have a v-vague idea,” you replied, fidgeting in your seat.

"License and regi-"

"Shi dud!"

Your sister sprang off your cock, producing an arc of saliva that slapped against the door, through the open window, and onto the officer's uniform. She was holding her phone, mouth still half open as she shoved out of the car.

"Sorrygonnahavetofinishthislatershiftstartinginaminutecanwalkbyyyyyye!"

With that Beth slammed the door closed and sprinted down the road. You watched her go, your eyes wide, and you could've sworn the crotch of her jeans had a stain on it.

Once you'd yanked yourself back to reality, it occured to you that there was still a cop there. You lunged for your glove box, fumbling around inside for the binder full of details. You spun back around, presenting the documents alongside a frazzled smile.

When you looked up at her, it was as if her whole posture had shifted. Relaxed shoulders, tilted hips, arms uncrossed, and her mouth half open.

Your dick.

You still hadn't pulled up your pants! She had a prime view of your soaked, throbbing cock! Well that clinched it, this thing didn't just work on family.

"Uh, miss? H-here are my details…" you said, presenting the papers.

"Mmm, I can see that," she replied, not taking them, "tell me, why were you and that girl in such a hurry?"

"Well actually she's my sisssss-"

You closed your mouth and screamed internally. You hoped to god she was too distracted by your dick to-

"Your sister huh?"

FUCK

"That'd be pretty fucked up, but I get it."

"You what? You think my sister's that hot?"

"Honey, I don't swing that way," the officer said with a tone that could grate cheese, "no, I'm talking about your dick. Hell, if my brother had something like that, I'd do a lot worse than speed."

"So… do you want me to fuck you?"

The cop took a step back from the car, as if shoved.

"I mean… you don't even know my name! Of course I want you to fuck me, what sane person would- me? You want to fuck me?"

"I mean, yeah? Will it get me out of a ticket?"

"Darling the moment I saw that thing, there wasn't going to be a ticket."

"Oh. Oh! That's… well that's very nice of you!" You gave her a side-eye as she twisted from one foot to the other, "soooo… do you wanna fuck?"

Without warning, the officer dived forward. Leaning in through the window she grabbed the sides of your face in either hand, mashing your lips into hers. They were so much softer than you were expecting, like little pillows for your tongue to trace across.

Just as abruptly as she began, she stepped away. In a single motion, she pulled off her aviators, revealing a pair of incredible hazel eyes.

"Where do you want me?"

Your car or hers?

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