THAT kind!

Jeni felt close to tears but tried hard to control herself. She knew the trouble she was in only too well. What was she going to say at work? What was she going to tell her husband Youseph? She had lost her license through drinking? He would be disgusted! Youseph was teetotal and expected Jeni to be too, so it was only at very rare work events where she could have the occasional glass of wine and only if she was staying at a hotel that she would break this domestic law. And now, she was going to pay the price for it. Maybe this was her punishment for her betrayal of her faith.

“Yes”, said the cop, overly emphasising the gravity of the situation. “I think this could be very bad for you”. He let the words hang in the air between them, looking at her once more from head to foot, “unless…”

Jeni waited avidly to see what came next. Could there really be any hope? Was there some sort of way out of her private disaster movie? Could it be that this rural traffic cop would show mercy on her and let her off with a warning? She looked up at him cautiously, not daring to hope too much, tears welling in her eyes now.

Then he clapped a hand on her thigh just above her knee. “Unless you can convince me to help you”. He grinned and clutched it tightly.

Jeni gasped, and instinctively jerked back against the door.

The policeman neither released her thigh or intensified his **** on her. Jeni shrank back against the door, panting rapidly, completely sober now.

“Dangerous drunk drivers”, said the policeman, “round here they throw the book at them. You might even go to jail for a little while” he mused.

Jeni’s eyes widened. Horrified at the current situation with this stranger’s hand on her leg, and completely terrified of what would happen to her when all this was over and her shame was communicated to everyone she knew.

“What would that mean to you miss? To your family? To your work? Hmm?” he continued, and slowly but firmly slid his hand up under her dress.

Jeni, following his cold evil logic and knew exactly what it would mean. She would lose it all! She closed her eyes and gritted her teeth as his hand reached her panties and pushed firmly against her vagina. She tried to pray inside her head for some sort of intervention, something to stop the horrible scene that was developing, to avoid this reality of him rubbing at her vagina through her black glossy tights and underwear, then at last it seemed to work. Cautiously she opened her eyes and realized to her dismay that no, it hadn’t actually worked after all. The cop was pulling his pants down and revealing an implausibly pale but solid looking pink penis. She looked on goggle-eyed as he stroked it calmly with one hand and with the other reached out to put it in her hair then caught her and pulled her towards him.

It took her a moment to realize what he was doing until she bumped her face on it, his penis hitting her cheek just an inch below her right eye. Surely, he didn’t mean her to…

“Suck it bitch!” and with that he took hold of her head with both of his hands to pull it into position such that her lips were on the top of his cock as if she was about to give it the most chaste of kisses. She couldn’t . She wouldn’t!

He held her head firmly with one hand then pushed his cock at her lips, before pinching her nose closed. A moment later she opened her mouth for air, and that was it, she had a mouthful of police -cock. Jeni couldn’t believe it. He held onto her head again with both hands, pulling it up and down shoving his cock so far into her mouth that she felt she might gag, and she knew he could hear her retching as he eased up slightly, finding that sweet spot that was just far enough that she could tolerate it without bringing up her stomach contents. Her head was pulled up and down rapidly for a while, and Jeni thought this was going to go on all night, when with a sudden motion he lifted her head clean off of him. She was surprized as he hadn’t ejaculated. Whenever Youseph and she had made love (which was quite some time ago now), he hadn’t wanted to stop until he had spurted his fluid inside her. However this policeman was backing off and seemed to be getting out of the car, even though his pants were still around his ankles. Jeni said nothing but turned away towards the other car door and resumed her silent spiritual entreaties.

Once more they were ineffective though, as all of a sudden two strong hands gripped her ankles and pulled he across the car seat towards the other door. Jeni struggled, still lying on her front but managed to get her sandals on the ground when she felt her dress being lifted, then her panties and tights being hauled down so hard she was sure they would be torn and then his hands were holding her hips firmly. In a moment, she could feel his cock again, pressing at her backside, then mercifully he bent her into position and thrust once, fully burying his penis deeply inside her vagina instead as she lay half in and half out of the police car

Jeni scrabbled for something to hold onto as he banged away at her from behind, thrusting hard and fast into her, not bothering that she had not warmed up for this. She screwed her face tightly and hung on, knowing that this was even faster than the pace that Youseph went at when he was almost done, almost before he… oh no, this policeman was going to cum inside her! There was nothing she could do about it though was there? Could she ask him to stop and use some sort of protection? She thought not. He grabbed her hips and pulled so hard she thought she might have bruises. Unfortunately for Jeni, he was not so quickly finished as Youseph and she felt like she had to suffer for a long time before she felt his legs slam into her buttocks in even more dramatic fashion as hot wet juice flew deep inside her.

Jeni lay on her front in the squad car with her backside bared and her dress up around her waist, feeling the policeman’s juices seep into her, but with a strange sensation of calm. It was over now. Whatever was done was done and she would have to live with it. She thought, maybe she wouldn’t lose her driving license after all. She lay there silently for a few moments, still with her backside bared to the night air, but in no rush to protect her modesty now. The deed had been done.

Behind her, Jeni could hear the policeman straightening himself up, presumably pulling his own pants up, when suddenly she heard another strange noise. There seemed to be footsteps crunching on gravel approaching the car.

“Now who’s there then!” said the policeman authoritatively, “Show yourself”!