To protect and to serve

Changing the light-bulb took longer than it usually does, because I was standing right next to the cop and he kept sneaking glances at my stocking clad legs; but eventually it was done and we checked if the light was working properly. I was enjoying my handsome cop and decided to take things a step further.

“I’m so grateful for your help, officer. I understand that you’re busy and probably should already be going, but I have a small favour that I’d like to ask you. I’m just not sure if it wouldn’t be against some police regulations.”

“I can spare you some more time, ma’am. What is it that you want to ask?”

“You see… I have a fantasy. It’s a bit weird, but I just can’t get it off my mind. I was wondering if you could… search me? You know, like they do in the movies. Bend me over the hood and search for a hidden weapon.”

“I know what you mean, ma’am, and don’t worry it isn’t against the rules. Please get to the front of the car and place your hands on the hood.”

When we reached the front of the car I assumed the position. The handsome officer added:

“Please, spread your legs wider, ma’am.”

His tone was still professional, but it was clear that he was barely keeping the role.

He placed his hands on my sides just below my armpits and slowly moved them downwards; he was not tapping my body as they did in the real searches, it felt more like a… professional caress. He spent more time at my round hips, but kept his palms to my sides and never slid them to my buttocks. When the cop reached my legs his pace became almost leisurely, his hands moved down my stocking-clad legs and I was sure that so were his eyes. The officer had to squat down in order to be able to grab my ankles, I could bet money that he sneaked a glance up my skirt. He held his palms in place for a moment, then resumed the search upwards. Once he reached my calves he abandoned all pretence of professionalism, he was caressing and groping my body, not restraining himself to my sides.

The officer remained in squat when his hands reached my thighs, he groped them possessively, then moved his palms to the insides of my thighs. I moaned lightly, it was genuine and involuntary; the whole play was really turning me on and I had always enjoyed being touched by handsome men. The moan encouraged the cop to intensify his caress, his palms were roaming all over my thighs, groping and touching. He moved them higher between my legs, but did not touch my crotch. If he did, he would have realized that I was getting moist. But he instead moved to my firm round buttocks, the officer hiked up my short skirt and slapped one of my buttocks, then commenced with groping; he squeezed my flesh with his strong palms making me moan louder with each passing second.

Eventually the cop’s hands left my buttocks and moved over my body to my breasts, there he resumed the groping. He was not overly gentle, but I did not mind, all that mattered was me getting hornier and hornier. I squealed as he pinched my nipples, they were already erect and poked through the thin fabric of the bodysuit. He groped my breasts possessively some more and then pinched the nipples again, this time he also pulled them slightly; the pain was amazing and it made me give a short delighted cry.

The cop was leaning his body against mine and I could feel his erect penis through his pants, he was pushing it into my booty as he continued to play with my breasts. He was **** to fuck me, but still was on duty and maintained enough composure to restrain himself from having sex with a stranger in the middle of the road. I needed to change that.

“Ahhhh yesss” I moaned loudly “FUCK ME! Fuck me right here with your big fat cock!”

That was enough. The officer unzipped his pants and I undid the buttons of my bodysuit. He pushed me onto the hood, spread my legs even further and shoved his penis into my vagina. He was HUGE! He stretched my wet hole so well! He also noticed the jewelled anal plug that I wore.