Leslie was lost in thought as drove down the deserted highway toward her house. She had had a hard day at work and all she wanted to do was to get home, take a shower, curl up on the couch with a nice bottle of wine, and watch a movie. She had rented an old Japanese action horror movie called “The Wicked City” and was counting on it to take her mind off of her problems for a while. She didn’t even notice she was driving twenty miles over the speed limit until she saw the cop coming at her in the other lane. She saw him make a u-turn in the middle of the road and hit his lights and siren.

She pulled into the next drive and waited for the inevitable. One more speeding ticket and her driver’s license would be history for a year. That’s all I need, she thought. She was determined to talk her way out of it no matter what she had to do. She quickly unbuttoned two more buttons on her white cotton blouse and pulled it open enough to expose her lacy black bra. It was just barely big enough to hold her wonderful large 40 DD’s. She knew it was a cheap shot but she wasn’t above trying anything. She took a deep breath and waited for the cop to walk up to her window. With any luck the cop would be a horny egotist she could wrap around her little finger.

Leslie rolled down her window as the officer walked up beside her car.

“I need to see your license and registration please.”

“Sure thing, officer.”

The young cop made no attempt to hide his obvious preoccupation with her tits. She could see him staring down at them in her rear view mirror. She handed him her information and he walked back to his patrol car. Leslie knew she at least had a chance to talk him down to a warning ticket.

The officer was on his radio for almost five minutes before he returned to her car.

“Miss Johnson, do you have any idea how fast you were going when I clocked you? Have you had anything to drink or taken any drugs this afternoon?”

“No Sir, officer. I never do drugs and I would never drink and drive. I just had a really sucky day at work and I’m afraid I just wasn’t paying very close attention.”

“I’m going to have to ask you to come back to my squad car.”

Leslie took her keys from the ignition, opened the car door and stepped out. She was wearing a white micro miniskirt that barely covered her ass. She immediately dropped her keys and bent down in front of him to pick them up. When she leaned over her skirt rode up enough in the back to give the cop a nice peek at her black lace thong.

“Sorry sir, I’m really clumsy. Do you think you need to frisk me? I assure you that you won’t find anything out of the ordinary. I’m very friskable.”

The cop was young but he wasn’t stupid. He knew exactly what she was doing. On any other day he would have probably just ignored her blatant flirting, but he had broken up with his girlfriend three months earlier and he was horny as a three-balled tomcat. He was determined to see just how far she would go to get out of this ticket.

“Yes Miss Johnson, in view of the circumstances I think that might be prudent. Please turn around, face your car, and place your hands on the roof.”

“Yes sir, anything you say officer.”

The officer started patting her down. He slid his hands inside her black leather jacket. He ran his hands across her breasts. His thumbs moved in small circles around her nipples before moving his hands down her waist.

“Miss Johnson, are you carrying any foreign substances on your person today?”

“No sir officer, I’m one hundred percent natural,” she replied with a giggle.

The cop slid his hands down the outside of her miniskirt and tightly grabbed her firm round ass.

“Ok, I really didn’t expect to find anything on you but I didn’t want to take any chances.”

“That’s perfectly understandable, officer. You have a very dangerous job. I’ll bet you never know what to expect when you pull someone over. It’s always better to be safe than sorry.”

The cop motioned back toward the car and Leslie started walking. The police officer followed a couple of steps behind her. His cock was beginning to stiffen as he watched her ass sway gracefully back and forth. He opened the passenger door for her and she got inside. He walked around to the driver’s side and got into the car with her, starting to write out her speeding ticket.

“Maybe you should do a cavity search on me just to be sure I’m not trying to smuggle drugs or something like that.”

The cop couldn’t believe his ears. He’d had no idea that she would have gone that far. His cock was aching now. He now knew just how far she was prepared to go.

“There was a call on the radio earlier about a drug courier matching your description heading this way. Thank you for reminding me. Perhaps you should get into the back of the car and remove your underwear.”

“Yes sir officer, at once.”

She got out of the car, wriggled out of her thong, removed her bra, and slid into the back seat. The officer got a pair of latex exam gloves and a tube of KY jelly out of his first aid kit and joined her in the back seat. He slipped on the gloves and covered them with the lube.

“Now spread your legs. It will all be over before you know it. This won’t hurt a bit.”

“Just take your time, we wouldn’t want you to miss anything,” she added with a wink.

The officer applied more of the KY onto her clit and smeared it around with his fingers. He put the end of the tube just inside the opening of her pussy and squirted it full. Now he was ready to begin the cavity search.

“Just lie back and relax.”
He slipped another finger inside her and moved them in and out slowly. When he thought she was ready he slipped a third finger inside her and quickened his pace. He could feel her tight pussy beginning to relax and stretch out.

“Finding anything that shouldn’t be there?”

“No, nothing yet. I’d better go a bit deeper.”

He pushed his three fingers in even further. Between the lube and her own juices he was able to slide in and out effortlessly. He added a forth finger and continued to slide them in and out of her quivering snatch. Leslie moaned and screamed her approval.

“You’re almost there, don’t stop now,” she panted.

The cop added his thumb and began to push his whole hand into her. He worked it in and out slowly inching his way inside, giving her plenty of time to stretch out before pushing deeper. A slippery river of her love juices mixed with the KY making it easier for him to continue.

“Oh fuck! Oh God! Push it! Push it in! Give it to me! Fuck me sir! Fuck me! Do it! Do it! Please, please, please!”

His hand disappeared. Leslie came immediately. His arm was inside her up to his wrist. Her pussy squeezed down on the cop’s hand as she bucked wildly and thrust her hips against him. The officer used the fingertips of his other hand to massage her clit. She came again, more violently this time. She screamed and struggled to catch her breath. Her body twitched and jerked as he slid his index finger over her super sensitized clit. He knew that she was close to hyperventilating but he wasn’t through with her yet. The cop leaned over to lick and suck her erect pink nipples. He bit down firmly on one of them while he continued to massage her clit. She came a third time. Her body shuddered and she gasped for breath. The officer slowed his hands until they finally stopped. She sat there panting in the back seat as he removed his hand from her pussy.

“Well, looks like you’re clean. I couldn’t find a thing.”

Leslie looked down at the bulge in his pants and grinned.

“But officer, you haven’t inserted the anal probe yet,” she whispered breathlessly. “I could be carrying something in my ass. You’d better check it out.”