Dear diary, last night, a cop banged me with his nightstick and it was the hottest thing ever!
I don't consider myself to be a bad girl, but I guess in the eye of the law, some would see that differently. I was always a bit of a bully at school. I'm only 18, but I know that I can use my looks to get what I want, and I know what I want. If I don't want to pay for something, I’ll just bend down in my low cut top, showing the boys what they want. Or I’ll bend down to drop something whilst I’m wearing my little lace thong. It's works every time!
But I could have never in my wildest dreams thought that this was going to work for a policeman. I guess that I'm just more skilled than I thought.
I was driving to a friend’s party earlier in the night and I got pulled over by a police car.
"License and registration please." I looked up to see the biggest cop I’d ever seen. He would have been about 6"4 and he was broad and handsome. His uniform was extremely well kept, and his sleeves showed his rippling arm muscles under his shirt. I had never really cared so much about policemen until this very moment.
"Sure officer, is there anything wrong?"
"Just a check. Are you having a good day little lady?"
"Oh you know, so so."
"Where are you off to?" He asked.
"Just a friend’s house, we're having a sleepover." We weren't, I was lying. We were going to get drunk, but I was hardly going to tell a police officer that.
He looked at my eyes, and I saw him peer down to my top. The little cleft between my milky breasts was showing and the hint of a smile escaped his face.
"Sounds fun... Sasha" he was looking at my driver's license. "Well you go and have fun now.”
I drove off having a new found 'respect' for the officers of the law. As my car veered back in to traffic, I slowly edged one of my hands down under my little skirt and into my panties. I could feel already that I had become wet just from sitting there and listening to the confidence exuding from the police officer. I rubbed my tender clit in soft circles and my body prickled with desire for him and his long nightstick. There in the traffic of the city, I rubbed myself to climax. I quaked and shuddered as I drove over to my friend's house, unable to get my sultry mind off the huge police officer.
The party was a boring blur. The whole time, I was transfixed on the idea of being taken into custody by the policeman. I needed to work out a way to see him again. I decided to head home by the same route that I had seen him in the hope that hopefully, he'd be there again.
As I drove down the highway, to my luck I saw the blue buzz of lights behind my car. It was a police car. And sure enough, the gorgeous face of the police officer was sitting behind the wheel. I waited until we were near a quite side street, and I pulled in.
The officer stepped out of the car, he inspected the car again and made his way over to my window.
"I thought you said you were having a sleep over little lady?"
I bit my lip and looked at him with doe-eyes. "I'm sorry officer, we were having a party."
"A party. And was there drinking at this party?"
"Maybe."
He peeled back his sunglasses and looked at me with a hard brow. "Sasha, I'm going to need you to get out of your vehicle please."
At the same time, a flood of nervousness and excitement swept over me. This could be the start of something wonderful, or he could just be wanting to take me in. I got out of the car slowly, revealing the brevity of my mini skirt and the skimpiness of my low cut top in their fullness. Without his sunglasses the police officer wasn't able to contain his satisfaction and I saw a glimpse of primal desire creep into his eyes.
"Very well Sasha, I'd like you to walk up and down this line here, taking one foot after the other."
The officer stood behind me and I started to go walk up the line. I felt the gravity of his eyes peering down at my little ass and I knew he was checking me out. I decided to take a gamble and pretend to slip up. I made the move, and fell forward slightly, bringing my hands down to the ground, pressing my ass to the sky and allowing him to see my white lace thong ride up out of from the top of my skirt. I thought I heard a grunt from the officer, but I wasn't sure just yet.
I turned around and walked back to him. The officer looked at me, and then looked around.
"Sasha, please stand at the hood of your car please, and spread your legs."
I was now completely shocked, this was the best news I'd heard all day! I walked up to the car and edged my legs away from each other. I pressed my hands on the boot of the car and edged myself over its boot, so that I was perched in a "come get me" position.
The officer slowly walked up to me from behind and began placing his hands on me. I felt the warmth of his capable hands feel around my ankles, my calves, my thighs and my innermost thigh. He tickled me and pressed deeply into me to the point that I was sure that he'd enter me there and then.
"Please turn around Sasha."
I turned around and stood upright to face the officer. He looked at me straight up and emotionless as his hands searched my through my top. I felt his fingers grace over my plump breasts, searching for god knows what. At that point I couldn't have cared less what he was looking for. All I knew was that I needed to take this further. I decided to use my manipulative skills for better, or worse.
As his hands moved around me in gentle motions, I swiftly edged forward and took his baton. He looked at me, unsure what I planned to do. But he maintained calm and capable.
"Sasha, I'd be careful with what you are doing. I'm an officer of the law, remember that."
I grabbed the stick in my hands and pressed it between my breasts. The cold hard stick tingled my skin and my nipples perked up, hardening against its coolness. The officer said nothing and I pushed the baton up my breasts and popped it into my mouth. I began sucking on it and I was overcome with a sense of hormonal desire. I began to really imagine that this was the officer's cock, and it filled me with a sense of fulfillment. The officer saw this in my face.
"Sasha, that’s enough! You're going to have to be punished for this."
In a fleeting gesture, the officer spun me around and pushed me on to the side of the car. I loved feeling his strong hands push in to me. He then grabbed both of my arms forcefully and brought my hands together. I heard the click of cold metal and then felt it over my wrists. The officer had cuffed me!
"I’m taking you down town little lady."
The ride in the cop car was so exciting. I bumped and bustled in the back while the officer said nothing in the front. He occasionally looked in the rear view mirror to see how I was, and I swear that sometimes I saw a smirk escape his mouth.
When we were there he pulled me out of the car pressing one hand onto my wrists and the other one in my back, making sure I couldn't run away. Not that I would have if I could!
We edged our way through the halls and other police officers tipped their hats to the officer, he was clearly a respected man in this precinct and people wanted to show him his admiration. I wanted to show him my admiration too, but in a very different way.
He led me to an interrogation room and pushed me down onto a cold wooden chair. The chair was surprisingly comfortable and supported me in its entirety. He sat opposite me, across a desk, under the dim lighting of an incandescent bulb.
"So what the hell do you think you were doing Sasha? Don't you know I’m an officer of the law?"
"I do sir, I do. I... I don't know... I got carried away."
"Carried away. What do you think would happen if everyone got carried away Sasha. How do you think society would operate?"
I didn't reply, I honestly didn't know. He looked at me coldly.
"Well, put it this way. What do you think would happen if I got carried away when I pulled over a hot little thing like you on the road?"
I wanted to see where he was going, so I sat there with buttoned lips.
We waited for what seemed like an age, until he spoke again.
"Well Sasha, if you aren't going to respond, I guess I’ll just have to show you."
The officer stood up and walked around to my side of the table. He stood behind me and I could feel his height and girth sweeping over me. I felt his warmth emanating from him and I quivered with sexual emotion. His hands spun down and pulled me up from my shoulders. I stood up and he edged me to the side of the table, so that I was pressed between it and him. From there, I felt his hands creep up to the edges of my top, and he clutched in to me, pulling down my top in a brief, forceful sweep. I looked down in shock as my top lay on the floor, with my lacy bra exposed for him to see. From there he held my back and with one hand, he undid my mini skirt, pulling it down to the floor forcefully. It lay clumped in a pile next to my shirt.
I stood there, cuffed and pressed onto the desk for him. I struggled to move in a playful act, but it was completely impossible. The force with which the policeman held me was undeniably strong. He was an impenetrable mass and I was helpless to escape.
His hands swiftly swiveled me around, and I faced him. My breasts were bouncing from his force and I saw that he had removed his glasses once again. His eyes pierced mine as he gave me another command.
"Sasha, you're going to do everything I say, is that clear?"
"Yes, officer."
"I said, is that clear?"
"Yes, officer!" I yelled. I was worried that someone from the precinct would hear what was going in, and come in to stop us.
"Don't even think about calling for help. This room is sound proof. No one can see, or hear what goes on."
The officer's hands rose up and pressed powerfully onto my shoulders once again, forcing me onto my knees, and I stared directly at his pants. I noticed that a large bulge was forming in front of me, and I knew that all my fantasies were starting to come true.
The officer held me down with one hand and with the other hand, he slowly unbuckled his belt, throwing it to the floor. He then slid off his pants and shoes, kicking them off to a corner of the room. What stood before me now, was a half naked policeman, with the longest and hardest nightstick I’d ever seen. It looked so delicious and I tried to reach out and grab it with my little hands, but I realized once again, that I was handcuffed.
"Now Sasha, there is only one way you are going to get out of here without going to jail, and that's my way. Do you understand?"
"Yes officer!" I replied.
"I'm not going to lie, this way is going to be long. This way is going to be hard. But you're going to do it, and you're going to like it. Is that clear?"
"Yes officer!"
"Good."
The officer placed his hands on my head. He curled his fingers into my hair and pressed them along its silky strands. I felt a glow of pleasure as he edged me forcefully up to his waist, and pushed me on to his cock. I opened my mouth and took him in his fullest. The head of his warm member passed my lips and I closed my eyes as I felt him pressing into the back of my throat. I gagged and spluttered, but I felt a sense of immense gratification in doing it. I had never been taken like this before, I was only 18 and it felt so relieving to have a man who knew what they were doing to me.
His hands held tightly on to my hair and took it up in big bunches. He held it like they were reins and he began to slide me up and back over his hefty cock. I tasted every delicious inch with swirls of my tongue. I pressed it deep down on to his shaft, sliding up and down, licking and lashing him. My lips pressed down firmly around him and I would stop from time to time to pepper him with bright and bubbly kisses over his cock.
I looked up to see the officer cocking his head back in pure pleasure. I felt so satisfied knowing that I was giving him everything he desired. I gagged and gargled him more and more, and his thrusts on my head grew more and more intense.
I felt a swelling in his member and I looked up to see the officer writhing in a primal urgency. His hands clasped down on the back of my head and he thrust me deep onto his cock. I felt the immediacy of warm jets of cum spray into the back of my throat and all through my mouth in unending quantities that languished and lay inside me. It was sweet and delicious and I tried my best to keep it all in my mouth, but little rivulets escaped out of my lips, dribbling down my chin and falling on to my bra. The officer worked me back and forth over his shaft, milking himself of every last drop of seed before pulling me back to look at him.
"You are a good girl Sasha. Now, swallow."
I looked up at him and took a big gulp of his sweet cum.
"Open wide Sasha."
I opened my mouth and he inspected every part of it, making sure that I had swallowed it all. He looked at me with a remark of satisfaction.
"Good. You've done well Sasha, but there is one final thing. Stand up."
He helped me up from my knees and I stood, dwarfed by his stature.
"I'm going to need to do a cavity search on you, to make sure there you aren't hiding anything that I ought to know about. Do you understand?"
"I understand officer."
"Good."
The officer turned me around and pressed me against the desk. Because my hands were clasped behind my back, my face pressed into its side, on the warm wood of the desk. His force was overbearing, but not painful, and I enjoyed it. I loved pleasing the fantasies of the officer, just as much as I loved having all my own fantasies fulfilled at the same time.
I felt the unclasping of my bra, and then the coolness of the room's air that wafted over my naked breasts. My nipples were erect and draped over the wooden desk before bouncing into it as the officer pushed me harder. I felt the fabric hem of my panties being pulled down over my little thighs, over my toned calves, and over my little ankles. The officer pulled them off me and threw them into the corner until I was bent over, naked to the officer.
I was completely exposed, my pink virgin pussy on its gorgeous display to the officer, and I heard the deep exalted breath coming from behind me, signaling to me that the officer was pleased with me.
I didn't feel the hands of this officer this time however, but instead, I felt supple kisses coming from where he had touched me before. The kisses crept up my calves, up my thighs and sprinkled along my ass, before they nestled right in my tender wetness.
I gasped as the officers kisses became lashings of his big tongue. He slipped and slid his tongue up and down my moist cunt, tasting me from top to bottom and I began to convulse uncontrollably. His tongue prickled and tingled me in unimaginable pleasure and I felt a deep throbbing coming from the centre of my being. A deeply innate hormonal surge that was begging to be fulfilled.
The throttling of the officer's tongue grew stronger and stronger until I couldn't control it any longer. I let out a deeply satisfied scream that filled up the room. His tongue lingered over my clit, gently caressing it in tender ellipses as I quaked and quivered. He stood up for a moment.
"There's nothing there that I can see, but I'm afraid that I’m going to need to search a bit more deeply Sasha. It's for your own good."
I heard his shirt being pulled off and I tried to turn around but the officer held my head in position. I could tell that he was completely naked now and we were about to become one.
His hands pressed with a great force onto the small of my back. I arched my ass up toward him, pressing my pink slit into the air, ready to receive his cock. And then I felt the gentle touch of his engorged member pressing around where he had just licked. I was completely drenched in juices now, and the officer slid himself into me in one fell swoop.
His force inside me was unlike anything I had felt before. It was completely overbearing and I winced in pain. More importantly, I shuddered and sighed in utmost pleasure. I almost fainted from the overwhelming sexual throes that were encompassing me, and I urged him to continue. "Please, please punish me officer!"
The officer slid himself deeply inside me, pressing in and out of my little pink slit. His gravity was felt from every cell of my virgin womb and his thrusts grew with an increasing intensity and beckoned and pulled at my every sense. I was drunken with desire.
I backed my ass into him in coordination with his thrusts. We came together in slaps of my tender flesh against his rippling muscles. I felt a cracking come down on my ass, and felt a sense of warmth promulgate onto my flesh. The officer had slapped me with all the dire fury of our sexual act. It hurt and burned, but I loved it and urged him to keep going. His hands clasped down firmly on my thighs and throttled my back and forth onto his cock. I couldn't believe the speed at which he could move me and how much strength that would take. More so, his coordination kept me completely stimulated, and I felt that I was going to cum again so soon. I couldn't believe my luck.
He throttled and pounded me against the desk which almost became unfixed from our fucking. My head was getting pushed harder and harder into the wood, and the officer held me there, securing me against it so that I was now thrown around by his immense strength. I listened to the sounds that he was making. The guttural groans coming from his mouth, and the sounds of deeply satisfied exhalations. They were growing with each thrust as were mine. My breasts heaved up and down rubbing against the fine wood, and I began to scream with his thrusts.
In a cacophony of noise, I was brought to orgasm again, and the officer followed me. My tender little pussy contracted around the complete width of his cock, grasping it fully and pulling it with extreme force. This overbearing grasp of his cock brought the officer to orgasm too, and I felt his load spring forth into my pulsing womb in an unending stream. It was a red hot magma and it burned inside me, pleasuring me to no end. I was filled completely, but the officer kept pounding me until he was sure that I was completely filled with his seed.
After some time, the officer pushed himself out of me and let me rest on the desk. A gentle river of seed escaped my pussy and trickled out on to my thigh, and ran down my leg. I was smiling uncontrollably at the events that had just passed and I turned my head to look at the officer who was smiling as well. He spoke to me again.
"Well, I think this is a closed case Sasha. You're free to go."
The End