911

Chapter 1- The Stop

"Oh my god, hurry the fuck up" the same thought reoccurs through my mind as I quickly weave throughout the traffic backing up the highway that leads to my next destination. I take a pull of the freshly rolled blunt in my right hand and check my mirrors before merging onto the shoulder, passing the line of cars to get off at the exit approaching. I lick my beautiful pink lips as the smoke leaves my them and take the ramp to get off the highway, turning left once I get onto the main road. I check my rear mirror as I slow down at the red light and check my appearance as I wait for it to change. Today's outfit is simple, yet sexy; my black sundress is soft and comfortable, yet leaves my leg partially exposed with the long slit that runs up to my mid thigh. My makeup is natural and limited to seductive lashes, eyeliner, and a pretty pink gloss on my beautiful thick lips. My hair was currently curly, falling past my shoulders down my mid back but I take my hands off the wheel momentarily and pull it back, securing it in a loose, mess bun before turning into the parking lot. My freshly painted toes match my new nail set and look stunning in my new lace up Gucci sandals, that matches my new purse. I pull into the parking space in front of me, reach down and put out the blunt before grabbing my lip gloss to reapply, turning off the car, and heading inside the carry out restaurant. I don't usually eat out, I prefer to cook, but today was errand day so I decided to treat my self with something slight, and right now the craving was a chicken quesadilla. As I walk over to the line I check my phone to see if my anyone has called with any plans for later, and sift through the work and desperate "take me back" messages from my ex girlfriend until I start to think about the pros and cons in a quick hook up with her. I mean, she was the best I had ever had but that wasn't saying much; I had only really been with a handful of people before her, mostly just serious or long distance relationships that never revolved around amazing sex. When written on paper my sex life was pathetic in my eyes; it had been at least 16 months since I had any and I was becoming more and more dependent on porn and my vibrator. I'm snapped out of my thoughts when I hear footsteps and feel a strong presence approach me before I casually turn, glancing behind me, greeted with a serious look. Her eyes were deep brown, matching her mocha skin complexion and dark brown hair, that was perfectly cornrowed at an angle into two matching braids. Her lips were full enough to suck the soul out of my tight pussy and she was tall enough to lift me and fuck me against the wall without effort. Her outfit was even more surprising, she was a fed, her uniform complete with a bulletproof vest that made her appear even more intimidating. It's extremely rare that I'm ever attracted to a cop, not one to always obey America's written law, so I never like the trouble; I usually cry my way out of speeding tickets and avoid the police on all other occasions. I shyly turn away, determined to focus on what I'm going to order as opposed to mental images of her fucking me in numerous positions. As I move up in the line I can feel her getting closer to me, unforgivingly invading the little personal space I had; close enough to touch and as much as I wish she would, I know that she won't. As I watch the person order in front of me I can feel my wettest spot starting to drip at the sexual thoughts in my mind and immediately start to feel like a nympho with no control. "You're fucking crazy, one look and you're ready to give it up; pull yourself together". The silent battle in my mind is interrupted when the server asks me my order and I move further down the line to pay. I can feel her eyes following me as I pay and stop to grab my drink on the way out, they feel like a pleasurable fire attempting to burn through my clothes to reveal my secret place. I quickly make my way to my car to regain my composure and clear my thoughts so I can get on with my day. It had been so long since I had sex that I was so easily distracted but I had errands to finish that weren't gonna complete themselves. I take a few deep breaths before rechecking my appearance in the mirror and pulling out a blunt to light up for the drive. I definitely needed it if I was gonna make through the rest of the day peacefully. I check my mirrors before backing out of the parking space and driving down the street to turn down the main road; I reach down and plug up my phone while I wait for the light to change, turning on the Jhene Aiko pandora station. Comfort Inn comes on blasting through the speakers until I turn it down and grab the lighter to light my blunt. As I take the first pull I turn onto a side road that leads to the middle of nowhere, with only random spaced out houses miles apart but avoids all of the annoying lights of the city and the stop and go traffic on the highway. I look at the clock and it confirms that I probably only have a good 10 minutes left of daylight so I start to speed to make sure I'm not trapped on the desolate road once it gets dark. I hit the blunt again before reaching down the put on my favorite playlist and feel the car swerve slightly as I fumble through my phone. Frustrated at the failed internet connection that's causing my phone to act up I regain full control of the wheel, quickly checking my mirrors to be sure no one was behind me. Sure enough I catch sight of the undercover police car behind me, apparent due to the extremely dark tinted windows and the antenna sticking out the back. "Fuck, Fuck, Fuck" I curse at myself as I quickly attempt to put out the blunt in my ashtray without causing suspicion and roll down my window allowing the smell to escape just in case I get stopped. I nervously put both hands on the wheel and look for another road to turn down to avoid the unwelcome pursuit. As I slow down I see a right turn coming up leading down a road I had never been down that looked even more isolated then the current one. As I check the rear view mirror I can see that the cruiser has slowed down a ways behind me but still turn at the next turn in a slightly paranoid state. Once I turn down the road I speed up hoping to lose the cruiser just in case it happens to follow, and check my mirrors again relieved to see that I'm alone on the road. I reach down and grab my phone determined to put on some kind of music to distract me from my fading anxiety and relight my blunt to ease my mind again. I'm about 4 pulls on when I finally see the cruiser behind me again, this time with it's lights and sirens on."Fuck, are you fucking serious" I fuss at myself again as I repeat the same scene this time with more urgency and stash the blunt in the middle console once I put it out. I debate about spraying my perfume to cover the smell but decide against it as I pull over on the side of the lonely, quiet road. I quickly roll down the window but silently hope that the officer won't do the most because I know the smell won't fade that fast. I grab my lipgloss and touch it up as I wait for the officer to approach the car thinking that worse case scenario I would have to flirt my way out the ticket with some bored patrol cop. I check the mirror again once I finish and as the officer gets out the car I can slightly recognize a familiar face. As she gets closer my body gets weak when my eyes confirm that it's her, the officer from the carry out . I take a deep breath before biting my lip as she approaches the window, completely unsure of what I should say. Before I can even part my lips to speak she is directly in front of the open window with a command that I was more than use to,"License and registration". Looking at her again from this angle was slightly embarrassing, her face remaining just as serious as before but I'm almost positive that her thoughts have completely changed. I know she can smell the aftermath of the blunt and probably saw me swerve and speed multiple times just in the past 10 minutes; still I attempt to plead my case, "I'm so sorry, I was just having trouble with my gp-" Her eyes cut off my sentence as do her words,"License and registration, NOW. I won't repeat myself again." My eyes show my surprise at her words and tone but my throat is choked with her demand and I quickly open the glove compartment, grabbing out a copy of my registration and my wallet to get my license. She snatches them from me when I offer them to her and returns to her car after sternly giving me another command, "Don't move". I watch in the rear view mirror as she gets back into her car and runs my information in her computer before biting my lip hard to control the urge to slip back into my thoughts. The open window and slit in my dress grant me an unexpected breeze on my sensitive pussy which was not hidden by any panties or a thong today. I can feel the moisture increasing between my legs as I wait in anticipation for her to return and look at the clock as I watch the minutes go pass. It's been at least 13 minutes before I see my phone flash in the passenger seat and reach over to see who keeps messaging. I check the clock between scrolling through my phone every few minutes and see that another 5 minutes have passed and look up to see if she's still in her car. I don't see her in my rear view and get caught off guard as I hear her footsteps approaching the car quickly and see her in front of me. Before I can toss my phone to the side or say a word she opens my door and says "Step out of the vehicle and put your hands behind your back." I look in her eyes confused and attempt to dead the issue, "Please I'm sorry I was speeding an-" This time I'm not surprised when she cuts me off but am caught off guard again with her tone when she says, "I won't tell you again, you have 5 seconds to get your ass out this car or I'll pull you out myself". My clit tingles in fear and excitement at the last part of her statement but I know better that to let my fantasies get the best of me especially in moments like this. I quickly undo my seatbelt and step out of the car before facing it with my hands behind my back. Her hands are strong and firm while she pushes me up against the driver side back door before placing her cold metal cuffs tightly around my wrists. It takes everything in me not to moan when she grips her hand around my hair and pulls my head back before whispering sternly in my ear "I'm certain that I told you not to fucking move". A chill runs down my spine as I drip from her words and my lips can no longer contain the soft moan that leaves them. I can feel her body completely pressed against mine and get confused again when I feel the imprint of her strap pressed against my ass. "Am I dreaming, what the fuck is going on, this can't be happening" my thoughts jumble in my head as I feel her grip release my from hair and work its way down my body searching me with a roughness that only a nympho like me could enjoy. The next thing I feel is the steel of the barrel of her gun against the side of my head and hear her voice as she continues, "Now I dare you to move bitch" her words echo in my ears and vibrate through my thighs as I continue to remain still while her free hand gropes up and down my body, searching for anything that may be concealed. As her hands make her way back to my ass she grips it hard before whispering in my ear again, "I bet you're already soaking wet, pussy just begging to take this dick, right here, right now." Moans spill out my lips softly and I bite my lip as I feel her hand making its way to the slit in my dress before she leans in closer making sure I hear every word, "Tell me pretty slut, are you wet for me, and remember there's a gun to your head so it would be best not to lie." My breathing increases rapidly as I replay her words over and over again in my head before parting my lips to respond to her, "y-yes, I need it, please". My honesty spills from my lips before I can stop it and the sound of her chuckle embarrasses me further as I realize that I'm behaving like the nympho that silently lives in my thoughts. Her hand makes its way up the slit in my dress before she reply's "Did I give your permission to drip for me bitch?" Her words emphasize the anger displayed in her fingers when she shoves two deep inside of my wetness practically bringing me to my knees. My moans are beyond uncontrollable when she presses the steel against my head harder and fucks me deeper with both fingers until she hits my gspot causing my juicy pussy to leak. I can hear my juices splashing against her fingers as she fucks me without mercy until she can feel my orgasm starting to betray me and whispers sternly, "You have 5 seconds make that pussy come all over my fingers or this trigger is getting pulled." My mind and body are flooded with natural ecstasy but come back to reality briefly when I hear her click the safety off and feel her fingers going deeper and faster with every stroke. My clit jumps as I hear her begin to count, "One........Two........Three...Fo- " before she can even finish I lose control of my entire body almost falling to the ground if it weren't for her body keeping me up. My legs shake unforgivingly as my juices escape along with the moans leaving my other set of lips. "Good slut, it seems you can follow directions" are the only words I hear as her fingers slide out of me and make their way to my mouth. As she shoves them deep into my mouth allowing me to gag on my mess, she removes the gun from my head and slides it back into her harness. "Suck all that cum off bitch"
is her next command as she completely invades my mouth making me drool down her hand and onto my exposed chest. After I suck off every drop she steps back, looking at me with eyes as gripping as her hands. I regain my mental composure but hesitate to move without her permission, listening as she goes in my car and turns it off before shutting and locking the door. Her grip on my hair catches me by surprise as she directs me around to the passenger door, off the side of the road. Once in front of the door she turns me around and says three words, "On your knees". I look into her eyes for the first time since I was sitting the car and see the darkness flooding through them and know better than to question her. I drop to my knees, struggling to keep balance with my hands still handcuffed behind my back and look up at her as she undoes her pants, pulling out the strap that had been pressed up against me moments before. She grips my hair again before pulling my head back so I'm looking her dead in the eyes and sternly says "Open your mouth bitch". Without hesitation I open my mouth slightly before feeling her hand smack me across the face and hearing her tone get more aggressive when she says "Wider slut or I'll open it myself". This time I open my mouth wider with my eyes still focused on hers as I watch her spit directly into my mouth before pushing my head down onto her strap, making her dick go deep into my throat without warning. As I choke on her dick she continues to fuck my throat with no remorse and soon her moans become my second source of ecstasy. My clit throbs painfully as the rest of my body grows weaker, desperate for another release. "Fuck, take all that dick down your throat slut" are the last words I hear before she speeds up, hitting the back of my throat over and over with the tip of her dick until my mouth is dripping just as much as my pussy. For a moment I close my eyes as they fill with uncontrollable tears from gagging on her dick continuously and I am reminded of her dominance when she smacks my face again, harder, this time before holding my head down, making me take every inch of her 8inch strap down my throat and holding it until my lungs are screaming for air. "Oh fuck, keep that dick all the way down that throat mami, bout to make me nut while I'm deep in your mouth", her words give me the ounce of motivation that I need not to panic from my lack of air and I relax my throat while my body submits to her orgasm. When she finally lets go of my hair, I take the opportunity to take a quick breath before continuing to suck her dick as she enjoys the sight fully before gripping my hair again and pulling my head back off it. She slaps me across the face again so hard that my clit jumps from the pain/pleasure and grips my throat with her hand, choking me almost as hard as she just did with her dick. "You know I could just stay here all night, fucking the air out of your throat until I nut over and over while I'm in that pretty mouth." My lungs struggle for air and I listen to her words as I try not to panic while she continues to choke the soul out of my body. "Teasing you, making that sweet, tight pussy drip until you're a slutty mess, then continue on with my night as if you don't even exist; never giving you even an ounce of pleasure." My eyes plead for mercy instantly as she speaks, my mind praying that she doesn't decide to follow through on her threats and as she releases her grip I gasp for air and can feel the life returning to my lungs. "I bet you'd like that, wouldn't you slut?" Her words are true but I remain silent and refuse to admit my truth, my eyes focused completely on hers as if she has me locked in an inescapable trance. The only thing that can pull me out of the moment is the sound of a car approaching and from the sound of its distance I can tell that it has just turned down the street we are on. I feel the vibrations on the ground through my knees as it gets closer and I am surprised when she whispers down to me "Not a sound" before gripping my hair and pushing my head back down on her dick until it is deep in my throat again. She keeps her hand there momentarily before pinning her body against mine until I'm pushed completely against the car, with her dick down my throat. By now the sun has set entirely and the road is pitch black due to the lack of streetlights and as I hear the car getting closer my mind is all over the place, lost in the ecstasy of her and the fear of getting caught. I'm brought back to reality when I hear the car stop directly beside mine and hear a different voice shortly after; "Anderson, turn your radio on, Caps been tryna get you to pick her up for the past 20; what you doing bro?" As my brain registers the conversation it also panics due to my lack of air causing me to whimper slightly until she applies more pressure forcing it further down my throat."My fault, I got busy with this abandoned car, shit was still running and everything when I found it, doubt the owner stuck around though, ain't shit out here." As the last words leave her lips I can feel my body getting weaker, threatening to pass out and start to panic when I begin to gag on her dick. She's quick and pushes my head down even more, silencing me before her fellow officer can turn down the radio to listen closer. "Swear I just heard something, you want me to stay here until you finish up?" I look up at her through the tears in my eyes even though her focus is on the other officer instead of me and watch as she says, "Nah I'm bout to head out anyways, wouldn't want to keep Cap waiting, would I?" She ends her response with a chuckle and watches as the other officer makes an immediate u-turn and disappears down the road. "I thought I told you not to make a sound, you really just don't know how to listen, do you slut?" Her words are followed by her thrust deeper down my throat until she finally pulls out, grinning evilly as she watches the drool leave my pretty lips and fall on my chest. I cough and choke momentarily until I regain my composure and return my eyes to hers. "Fuck, I just want to take you home, make that throat mine forever" she whispers before spitting on me and slapping me across the face. Her hand catches me by surprise again when she chokes me by pulling me to my feet by my neck until I'm standing in front of her. "Time for a ride little slut" are the only words that follow as she directs me by the cuffs to her car, opens the back door and pushes my head down to allow me to get in. "Oh I almost forgot, stand up bitch" Her words catch me by surprise but I allow her to direct my body back against the car, pressed against it so close that I could lean down and kiss it. I feel her kick my legs apart wider, making my wetness completely accessible to her every desire. I let out a slight moan as I feel her fingertips trace my thighs while she follows the trail to my deepest treasure until she slides two fingers in as deep as before. This time they aren't alone and when she removes them I can feel the bullet vibrator that she's left inside me. Her fingers invade my mouth again allowing me to clean off my juices and she proceeds to place a ball gag tightly between my lips, securing it behind my head. My pussy starts to leak as she directs me into the car again and closes the door hard before walking to the driver's side and I watch as she picks up her radio once she gets inside. "1007 this is 1455, I'll be at your location in 15 minutes." My mind scrambles "Was she really about to go pick up someone with me in the back seat like this, what was she going to do after, what about my car, fuck I'm wet" As if she can hear my thoughts she turns around and smiles before showing me the remote for the bullet, turning it to its highest setting and laughing, "sit back and enjoy the rides slut, but you better not get my fucking seats wet."