I met Christy on tinder, and after a decent amount of back and forth, we arranged for a drink and truely hit it off. Although we were both happy with something casual, the chemistry was off the charts and for the first couple of weeks we couldn’t keep our hands off each other.
But something always orange flagged up. Whenever I asked her what she did for a living, she would deflect, or say “you will find out soon enough” which was a bit counter to how the rest of our interactions went.
At 24, she was a little younger than me, but really fit but with a thick ass and beautiful round double D breasts. She had natural beauty with green eyes that engaged when we spoke, and her cute face curtained but brown hair with blonde highlights.
I was thinking about the night we had spent together as I drove my distinctively sign written work Ute down a rural state highway as I passed an unmarked police car. I swore to myself as it turned then put its flashing lights on.
I pulled into the nearest driveway, checking everything as I went. I swore to myself that I hadn’t been speeding, my road user and rego was up to date and the vehicle was always in good condition.
I wound down my window as the officer approached, then smiled when I saw it was Christy.
“So this is what you do huh?” I mused as she approached the window.
She smirked, clearly knowing it had been me before she pulled me over.
“Sir do you know why I pulled you over today?” She asked politely, playing the game. She was alone, and I had to admit, rather cute in the police outfit.
“No idea, ma’am?…” I replied, playing into her game. She smirked, reaching into the cab with one arm.
“I’ve had reports of a man that fits your description brandishing a concealed weapon…” she said, playfully grabbing my bulge. “But upon this inspection, i can’t see any evidence of that…”
“Well I don’t know weather to be offended or relieved, ma’am” I replied, glancing at her kit vest. “Are those hand cuffs real?”
“There’s only one way you find that out” she said, kissing my cheek before walking away, calling over her shoulder. “My place, 7pm
“Keep the vest and the hat on!” I called after her.
I couldn’t wipe to smile off my stupid face all day, racing home after work for some dinner and then a shower. I arrived at her place just before 7, knocking on the front door.
“It’s open” I heard from inside, stepping into the small entrance room, shutting the door and taking off my shoes. My jaw dropped as she walked slowly down the stairs beside me.
Each heel clicked on the timber step as she stepped, and my eyes traced up her long, navy stocking clad legs. She wore the smallest, lace, navy g string ever seen with nothing on top but a smile, her hat and the standard issue police vest.
I gulped.
“You have the right to remain silent” she said with a smirk, turning the stairs and striding towards me with authority. “Anything you say can and should will be held against you..”
“That banging body” I gasped as she smiled. “Hold that against me!”
Our lips met as she reached up to kiss me, my hands falling to her round ass cheeks and pulling her up to me in hunger.
Our energy felt slightly different.
Our sex had always been physical, passionate and intense, with equal energy and enthusiasm. But she definitely had an aura of confidence and control, and I was on the back foot.
And it was kind of hot…
Her tongue invaded my mouth as her fingers traced around my hips and up the back of my shirt, her nails lightly scratching my skin causing me to shiver. Her hands then pulled upwards, tugging my shirt up and making us break our kiss as she pulled it off and tossed it aside.
“Place your hands behind your head..” she whispered erotically, powerfully, as she pulled her handcuffs from one of the pockets on her vest. It wasn’t a request, it was an instruction. “And interlace your fingers….”
I swallowed deeply as I complied. It wasn’t that I didn’t know what to say, it was like I’d almost forgotten got to speak completely, her presence almost intimidating.
She clipped in one wrist and then wrapped it around one of the stair balustrades before connecting it to the other. I felt exposed and vulnerable and so fucking aroused as she stepped back to inspect me, the gaze of her green eyes burning into my skin.
“I hear you were a very naughty boy today” she giggled. “Do you have anything to say for yourself?”
“I’m innocent ma’am” I played back. “I got accused of brandishing a weapon but it’s not true….”
She leaned in, licking my left nipple causing me to gasp. It felt amazing as she grazed her teeth over it and the repeated the process even slower on my right one. I understood why girls enjoyed it so much as it left me throbbing in my pants.
“Mmmm what’s this then?” She said looking up to me with a cheeky grin, rubbing me through my pants before beginning to undo my belt. I gasped. “It deserves further investigation…”
“Don’t you need a warrant for this search?” I asked, playing my part, but it certainly didn’t help slow her down.
“Not if I have reasonable cause..” she said confidently, tugging my pants down to my knees, leaving a tent well and truely pitched that she instantly started working on through the thin veil of fabric. “And I most definitely have reasonable cause…”
“I want to speak to my lawyer…” I gasped as she slid her hands inside my underwear, stroking me gently then tugging them hard down to my knees.
“Hmmm only guilty parties ask for their lawyer… “ she grinned, slowly dropping to her knees. “Look at what we have here, caught you red handed”
I couldn’t even respond as she looked up at me, taking the tip of my 8 inch throbbing member of my mouth, swirling her tongue around to collect my precum and swallowing it, before beginning to work deeper and deeper down my shaft with slow and erotic strokes. Her mouth was soft and wet, and the way her eyes never left mine only enhanced the imagery.
“Ohhh fuck…” I moaned before she slid off my tip, licking down the side and the base before taking each one of my sensitive balls into her mouth, harassing it with her tongue before alternating to the other. I had the perfect view past my shaven pubes, and I couldn’t even respond fell my already full balls swollen.
I bit my lip, her enthusiasm not wasted, slurping at my balls before throating my cock once again. I knew what she wanted, this was no foreplay, she was not teasing, she wanted me to cum down her throat.
As if sensing my realisation, she sat back, looking up at me.
“Don’t fight it” she smiled, spitting on my cock and stroking it with both hands. “There’s no escaping…”
She immediately went back to work, her enthusiasm causing her hat to fall off to the floor with a clatter, but the distraction didn’t slow her down. I knew I was done for, and the moment she switched one hand down to my balls and gently squeezed them, I accepted my fate.
My mind swirled, the image of her navy g string cutting between her cheeks and enchanting me further didn’t help, but with one final push, I felt my balls tighten. Even with a mouth full of cock, she managed to look up at me and smile, before taking me as deep down her throat as she could.
My eyes flared as she drained my soul, sucking through the apex of my shuddering as my toes curled and my balls exploded. She held me deep, squeezing the last few drops from my aching balls before expertly retracting with sealed lips and swallowing with joy.
As I stood gasping she slowly climbed to her feet, licking the remnants from her lips and grinning, leaving me vulnerable, knowing things were only just beginning.
“Well well well, you really are a naughty boy…” she tutted, pulling a second pair of cuffs from her vest and cuffing her own wrist to one of mine. “Let’s get you upstairs to punish you…”
She then uncuffed my wrists and brought them the freedom away from the balustrade, bending skilfully to collect her hat as she towed me up the stairs. In no time she had me on my back on the bed, each wrist cuffed to either side of the headboard.
“I feel like this is misappropriating police resources…” I said with a giggle, watching as she turned away from me. “Or breaking uniform policy or something…”
“You do realise, that if you told anyone about this…” she said slowly, making sure my eyes were glued to her ass as she bent forward and slowly peeled her g string down to her heels and kicked it to the side. “I would be forced to taser your balls…”
I swallowed with the nerves of someone who was only 97% sure she was joking, before she moved towards the bed.
“Now was punishment for your crimes…” she said, positioning herself with one leg either side of my head, holding on to the headboard for balance. “I’m going to remove your ability to breathe…”
I watched with joy as heaven itself descended onto me, her perfect lips shaven smooth, pink and juicy. I prepared to die a happy death, the groan as my lips met her pussy urging me on. As I lapped at her, my mouth savoured her plentiful juices.
She angled her hips back, allowing me access to her clit as she groaned in primal pleasure. I could feel the effect it had on her, grinding down into my face as her body craved more and I gave her all that I could from my limited vantage point and I could tell she was getting very close very quickly.
Frustratingly, as if wanting to prolong my torture in not allowing herself to cum, she pivoted forwards slightly and dipped lower, my tongue exploring into her dampness as her moans of appreciation forced her flower onto my face, my nose rubbing on her clit.
Attempting to drown me as she lightly bounced on me, her moans filled the room before lifting up slightly to allow me to breathe. I misread the situation slightly, my tongue laser focused on her pleasure instead of resting, swirled around her asshole. I felt her body shudder over me as she grunted.
“Oh fuckkkk” she groaned, adjusting to optimised her position. “Oh you dirty fuck… that’s it… eat my ass”
Her fingers came down to rub her clit aggressively as worshipped her inner sanctum, her moans loud and unreserved as she revered in the double stimulus. Shuddering her body twisted forward, swiping her dampness down my face as she drove her clit into my mouth as her orgasm began.
I became utterly selfless, my own purpose just for her pure pleasure. My mouth worked overtime as her body exploded, wave after powerful wave ripping through her being as she ground down into me, fucking my mouth. My chin drowned as her ladyjuices flowed, her climax deep and powerful, leaving her shuddering and shaking.
As she regained her senses, she took her weight off me slightly, sliding down over my chest to give me room to breathe. I looked up at her, her chest heaving as she took deep, heavy breaths to recover.
Instinctively, she reached down to my cock, which unbeknownst to me had returned to full force, lowering herself onto it with a sigh as she attempted to regain balance. She felt so good, so hot and so wet.
She leant forwards, kissing me and tasting herself on my lips. This made her moan with desire, passionately consuming her own juices while gently riding me.
“Since you have been such a good boy…” she said, reaching up to unclip my wrist, winking at me as an inside joke before finishing what she said, “I’m going to let you go…. As long as you promise not to try and take over…”
The moment I was freed I grabbed her hips, spinning her to her back before ploughing her ferociously.
“Yes, yesss, YEESSSSSS!!” She cried out as I powerfucked her through another orgasm, then dragged her to the edge of the bed, spinning her to all fours and start fucking her roughly from behind.
She went to work, trying to remove her vest and somehow managing the process, allowing herself more leverage to push back into me with enthusiasm. I gripped her hips and unleashed a barrage of stiff strokes, pushing her over the edge to another explosive orgasm.
I didn’t allow her rest, instead spanking her ass leaving red handprints on her ass and her body convulsing through yet another climax. I slowed right down, but my strokes changed to pummel deep into her G-spot, causing her to shudder once again, then collapse forward as her body red lined in protest.
I grinned down at her triumphantly as she slowly regained her senses.
“Looks like someone enjoys being punished just as much as they enjoy being in control…” I smirked, yet her response caught me off guard.
She reached back between her legs, gripping the base of my cock as she pivoted her hips slightly downwards, spreading her cheeks with the other hand and pressuring back onto my head with her sphincter.
“Is that all you got?” She grinned back at me, gasping as I slid into her tight little butt. “I was hoping for something a little more serious… harder… harsher… a little bit more of a pain in the ass….”
