A taste of the fun Bridget has planned

Bridget bounces her ass against you harder, and you begin thrusting against her--still feeling weightless from her telekinesis. You reach out your hands from the middle seat, and with your height your arms can reach just far enough to grasp both the handles over the back seats. You flex hard, and the **** is enough to send Bridget against the lined ceiling of the SUV, her waist now over your open oversized sunroof.

"Oh, fuck..." She moans, smiling over her shoulder as she looks back at you. Her ass pushes back against you, and you brace again, thrusting her into the roof of the SUV again. You look down toward the windshield (in your new orientation), and you can see that your vehicle and the cop car in front of you are both streaming down the state road with no issues.

"I'm gonna cum," You say to Bridget, slamming against her as you can feel the air sweeping in the vehicle and out through the sunroof. You let go of the vehicle handles and wrap your arms around her, squeezing her breasts as you thrust harder.

Cum in me, baby... Bridget says to you telepathically. Fill me again. Do it. As you hear her voice in your head, you feel her body swell up again. Her tits get bigger in your hands, spilling between your gripping fingers, and her ass grows and gets firmer as her pussy contracts around you.

You come as the two of you rock your bodies against each other, effectively floating in the cab of the vehicle as you shoot into her. She growls in response, pushing against the roof of the cab and wiggling her ass--pushing back against you as her body begins shaking.

"Oh fuck, I love feeling you fill me like that..." she cries out. Fucking her without protection really is something else, and wonder for a second if you can get a superpowered woman pregnant. Bridget laughs a little through the sounds of her release, and she puts her hands over your own, still grasping her chest. "Mmm...that wouldn't be so bad, would it?" She giggles.

You grip her harder, smelling her hair and nuzzling against her as you whisper into her ear.

"If that makes you happy, it makes me happy," You say. "I'm certainly not going anywhere." You feel yourself descend a little, and Bridget pulls your hands back, slides off of your cock and turns around, smiling at you.

"Then if it happens, it happens," Bridget shrugs, "But for right now...we have a lot of fun to have all by ourselves." You laugh a little as you motion to the cruiser in front of you.

"Well, almost all by ourselves. Is she doing okay?"

"Still freaking out a bit, but I'm trying to sweettalk her through the radio on the cruiser." Suddenly you remember that technopathy is one of Bridget's powers-- which means that her vehicle control probably hasn't been straight telekinetics for most of the time on the highway. "That's right, smarty-pants. Actually, controlling the vehicles directly through their systems takes a little bit less focus than telekinesis would. Instead of applying ****, it's more like I'm working with the power of the system." You watch as the steel sporting goods bag opens up, and all the windows to the SUV close themselves again while the sunroof stays open.

Bridget's bra and panties come out first, followed by your underwear. You watch as she gracefully turns in the air putting her hands through the loops of her bra and letting it fasten itself to her. Her panties took over her feet and slide themselves up her legs while your briefs do the same. The rest of your clothes come out, and Bridget's telekinesis dresses you both at the same time.

"What are you telling her?" You ask Bridget.

"That I mean her absolutely no harm, and that I promise to prove what's happening to her to her superiors so that she doesn't get in trouble." Dressed now, Bridget leans over to you and pecks you on the cheek. "I think I'd probably be a little more convincing if I were in her passenger seat… You don't mind, do you?" You shake your head.

"Should I get the driver's seat?" You ask, "Or…" Bridget shakes her head.

"No no no, I'll keep everything going. Just chill here for a second." The rear right door opens, and Bridget propels herself out of the vehicle, taking flight and moving steadily next to you when the door slams shut again. The center seatbelt glides across your lap and clicks, gently tightening against your waist.

"Thanks," you chuckle. Your eyes stay on Bridget as she flies up next to the cruiser in front of you. She taps on the glass, and you see the woman in the cab startled before the cruiser's front door opens on its own. Bridget reorient yourself and slide into the seat as the cop car door shuts again. Suddenly your radio turns itself on, the display screen above it scrambling and resolving once more as it flips through frequencies that commercial car stereos typically don't receive.

"I mean, that's what you like though – to be put in a submissive position – right?" Immediately you can tell that it's Bridget's voice coming over the radio.

"Wh--well, that's not wrong, but...I just--I don't..." You hear the other voice trail off and make a little noise as Bridget giggles. "Oh, god...how the fuck is this possible?" The other female voice asks, in a deeper, physically-distracted register.

"See? I told you…" You hear Bridget hum, laughing again. By now, you're looking at the two figures in the vehicle, and the female officer's head is tilted back against her headrest. Bridget looks right at you from between the seats, and though some detail is lost through the steel mesh between the front and back seats, you can tell the Bridget is absolutely giving you the thumbs up. "I know exactly how you like to be played with, Officer Mitchell."

"But…ungh...on-duty..." The woman struggles to respond. You can tell from the other sounds that she's making that the nature of the struggle isn't exactly unwelcome, and for right now you can only picture the kinds of things that Bridget is doing to her body. The thought of it arouses you enough to start making you hard again.

"Oh, I know – I know you are, sweetie. That's why I promise to send you back with absolutely undeniable proof that you've been temporarily neutralized by an irresistibly naughty bisexual superheroine with incredible telekinetic abilities and an obvious imperviousness to any weapon you or your buddies on the **** might be carrying." Bridget laughed again. "How is your pussy, darling? Is it nice and wet for me now?" Your jaw drops you hear Bridget talking to her this way, and suddenly your once-more rigid member feels like it's being stroked beneath your shorts. "You want to feel something really good?"

"Uh--uh-huh..." The officer's voice responds.

"Atta girl," Bridget growls. "I want to give you a little preview of the fun were going to have down at the lake."

The other voice on the radio gasps, and you moan at the same time — feeling a whole new sensation around your cock. Don't think of it as cheating, says Bridget's voice in your head. After all, I get to feel it from both sides.

"H-holy fuck…" The voice says, "Some-something's filling me! It feels l-like..."

"Yessssss, that's exactly what it is," Bridget purrs. "And once we get to our destination, I'm getting give you both the real thing." Between the remote pussy you feel contracting around your cock and the syrup in your girlfriend's voice, you're getting every bit as hard as you were ten minutes ago. After all the action you've already had, you have to chalk up your otherwise unrealistic stamina to the effects of Bridget's magic milk. This was unbelievably erotic, of course, but this had to be what — your eighth or ninth time today?

"Fuuuuck..." The officer moans. "It's so fucking good. It's--it's..."

Give her a thrust, Bridget tells you. You dutifully hump the air in front of you, and thrust your hips against the ghostly **** wrapped around your dick. It swallows your cock up even deeper, and you can hear the officer's reaction over the radio.

"Trust me, baby — it's gonna be ten times better when I have you two fucking like otters in the middle of that lake." You open your eyes to see Bridget grinning at you from between the seats of the cruiser, and she nods her head enthusiastically. I swear to God, you're not gonna believe the body on her. I'm going to keep her au natural at least until you see it...you're going to have to trust me that I haven't altered it already. It's almost as if good luck is one of my superpowers now. You can only laugh at Bridget's telepathic commentary as you slowly feel the sensation of the phantom pussy fade away.

"It…it disappeared," the officer's voice said, sounding disappointed.

"Patience, dear," Bridget tells her. "We'll be there in five minutes." Sure enough, just as you hear Bridget say it over the radio, the cruiser turns into a State Park entrance, and your SUV follows right behind. You feel your nipples tweaked, and a pair of invisible lips press against yours. It's an awkward sensation at first, and your hands reach for the invisible head or the shoulders in front of you, but they meet with nothing at all. You go with the invisible kiss anyway, knowing Bridget's style when you feel it.

Oh my god, you are such a good partner in crime, Bridget says. If you think this little outing we're having right now is fun, wait until I tell you what I have planned later! You mentally ask her what you've done to deserve such amazing experiences. Are you kidding? Bridget asks. You're finally trusting me and going with the flow...and you totally deserve a reward for being such a quick learner. You laugh aloud.

"This is plenty reward," you say to yourself in the cabin, assuming Bridget can hear you anyway, "but if you're offering, baby, I'm gonna take every gift you give me."

Smart boy, Bridget responds.