It's late: music surrounds her as she drives along the dark and quiet road. Bored with the long drive she sings along to Black Velvet, not realising that her speedometer is slowly creeping up.
The bright, flashing lights of a patrol car flicker behind her. Looking down with surprise, she realises that she is driving 20 klicks over the bloody speed limit. Cursing, she slows down, pulling the car onto the side of the road.
She searches in her bag for her wallet, glances into the rearview mirror, and watches as the officer slowly gets out of his patrol car. Legs that go all the way up and broad shoulders bundled in a nice, blue uniform. Mmmmmm. The sensuous beat of black velvet fades away into the background as her fantasies create a whole new rhythm inside her.
A tap against her windshield and a deep voice sounding in her ear as she rolls down the window. She is blinded by the glare of the flashlight.
"Evening Ma'am, can I see your licence please? You do realise you were doing 20kms over the speed limit, don't you."
Her breathless reply: "Sorry officer, I didn't realise, not until now."
The flashlight moves away and she sees that the officer has a face to match the body. Licking her lips, trying to moisten a now dry mouth, she looks into his eyes only to find that they aren't looking at her face, but rather, downwards. She follows his gaze and discovers that her shirt is unbuttoned, exposing a great deal of cleavage. A soft cry of surprise escapes her mouth as her hands reach up to refasten the buttons.
His husky "Ma'am, please step out of the vehicle" stalls her bumbling attempts at closing the gaping shirt. A soft whimper of embarrassment escapes and she opens the car door.
She feels exposed as he closes the car door behind her and her face is flushed. She glances around and then down, and her heartbeat quickens even further. There is what looks to be a very nicely-sized cock making its presence known, judging by the tent that is rising in his uniform pants.
"Please turn around and place your hands against the vehicle and spread your legs. I have to pat you down just in case you are carrying something you shouldn't," he commands, and it makes her pussy weep. She turns, puts her hands on the cool metal of the car and slightly spreads her legs. His hands run down her arms and along her sides, sending a jolt of sheer desire through her skin. Her nipples press against her lacy bra and her breasts subtly swell with arousal as he continues to pat her body down. Lost in the haze of desire now spinning through her, she fails to notice that another officer has joined them.
"Everything OK here John?" the second officer asks.
Her head whips at the sound of the second male voice, her mouth dropping in surprise.
"Not sure, Mac, may need a hand with this one," and his hands run down the outside of her bare legs, stopping at her ankles. A deft twist of his wrists sends the palms of his hands up the inside of her legs.
A groaned "please" escapes her lips as his hands reach her inner thighs. She had never been so turned on in her life; her panties are soaked through. Her clit throbs in time with her now racing heartbeat. Her thighs tremble as John slides his body slowly up against her, his hands moving from inner thighs to hips. She can feel the buttons of his uniform through her shirt and the weight of him is massive and controlled. His erection, strong, long and oh-so-hard pushes against her butt.
"Maybe we should move her to the bonnet of the car to continue the search John," the second officer says.
"You heard the officer, ma'am, please move to the front of the vehicle so we can continue the search," rumbles against her ear. John's hands grasp her above her wrists and guide her. Knees weak with need, her body humming with arousal, she moves in front of him.
She leans against the bonnet of the car and John places her palms against the hood, pushing her over so that there's a curve to her back and her butt sticks out.
"Mac, I think her legs are clear," John says, an apparent invitation to the second officer. Mac's hands replace those of John's and move purposefully up her hips, along the curve of her waist and up her rib-cage. A gasp escapes her as Mac's hands move over her breasts. He massages them softly, then sharply pinches her nipples.
As she arches in desire, Mac swiftly slides between her and the bonnet of the car. Leaning against it, he pulls her body into his. John moves up behind her. Never before has she felt so on fire - two male bodies pressed against her, the smell of their cologne mingling with the smell of her arousal. With her legs still spread, she leans against Mac, cradling his cock with her hips. John's hands slide down to the hem of her skirt, brushing the tips of his fingers along the bare skin of her thigh before pushing her skirt up to her waist.
Suddenly he moves away from her and the loss of his body against her causes her to turn her head. A question in her eyes as she watches him kneel behind her, his hands now sliding down over her ass to slip between her legs. His fingers dip under the elastic of her panties and rub against her bare pussy. Her stomach tightens as he flicks her clit with his nail and then pushes the same finger quickly up, deep inside of her.
Moisture gushes from her as her body tightens, her hips pushing hard against Mac's cock. John adds another finger inside her pussy and the sensation is almost too much, she's almost there.
"No don't stop," is all she can manage to say as John slowly pulls his fingers from her. Frustration slams through her, and she rubs against Mac. He groans. Her hands leave the bonnet of the car and slide up Mac's chest feeling his hard chest. She can feel the dips and curves of his hard muscles.
John pulls her soaked panties down, only to have them stopped by her widespread thighs. A whisper by Mac in her ear and she closes her legs so that the panties can continue their descent.
As her hands fumble with the buttons on Mac's uniform shirt, he nips at her ear. Her neck arches back, allowing him more access to that sensitive area, and she shudders as he bites down on that spot where shoulder meets neck. From behind, she hears the definitive rasp of a zipper and then John's body is against her again, his heat only adding to the inferno burning her from within.
Her mouth opens with a silent scream as his cock slides along her pussy lips, back and forth, teasing her with its hot hardness. Her nails dig into Mac's chest and her hips push back into John's. Mac seizes her mouth in a searing kiss, surprising her with its intensity. Her hips still as she focuses on Mac's mouth.
John grasps one of her hands and guides it down to the zipper on Mac's uniform. She fumbles for the zip, finally lowering it. She reaches into the opening and caresses Mac's cock before gently easing it out. The vague thought of god I love guys that go commando flits through her mind just a second before she feels John's cockhead slowly enter her.
With a sharp push of her hips John finds himself balls deep in her hot pussy. His hands grasp her hips in an effort to stop her from moving. Her pussy clamps down in a rippling motion, milking him from within. A groan escapes him as he gives her a sharp swat on the ass. "Teasing little bitch."
She strokes Mac's cock with her hand and his head rubs up against her stomach, dampening it with his precum. Wanting more, she stands up on her tip toes, moving the head of Mac's cock to her clit. With her sudden movement, John slides part of the way out of her hot cunt. A groan escapes his chest as he slams back into her. The motion started, he can't stop. He rocks his hips, his cock fucking her as his balls swing back and forth, hitting hot wet skin with each stroke. Mac leans back against the bonnet, hips moving gently, rubbing her clit with his cock, as John fucks her. She screams out into the night as she cums, and juices squirt from her, drenching them all. John grits his teeth, the urge to cum so great he pulls out of her and steps away, gripping the base of his cock hard until the urge to blow leaves him.
She pushes Mac all the way down onto the hood of the car, climbing up and straddling him. She leans over Mac, and grasps his cock with once hand, guiding him to her entrance. She pushes down slowly, taking him inside of her inch by incredible inch. He's not as thick as John, but he's longer. Mac grabs her hips to help steady her as she starts to move. Glancing over her shoulder at John, she winks at him. Her ass is at just the right height to take him. He slowly moves toward her, his eyes drawn to her ass, his cock glistening from her juices in the glare of the car's headlights. His hand reaches up and wraps around her hair in a strong hold. His body curling over her, John's eyes meet Mac's in a quick moment of understanding.
Mac tightens his grip on her hips, forcing her to stop sliding up and down his cock, as John puts his shaft against her. Gently pushing in, he feels her ass muscles gripping him in resistance. "Softly does it Ma'am," he whispers against her ear. Once past that ring of muscles resisting him, he slides deeper into her, feeling Mac's cock rub against his, thinly separated by tissue. A deep groan rumbles from his chest as he pushes in and out. She is so tight, made all the more so with Mac filling her sweet pussy. As John begins his outward slide, Mac lifts her hips, pulling her almost off of his cock. With eyes locked, the two men begin to pump into her, each in sync with the other. Her eyes are closed; her body is a mass of sensation. Heat races through her as the build up begins again. The men move faster and deeper inside of her, grunts and groans mingle with her screams of passion as the wash of orgasm races over her. Her ass tightens around John, milking his cock as her pussy does the same to Mac, sending them both over the edge. Straining against her, they push into her one last time, cumming deep inside.
The rush subsides and their heavy breathing sounds harsh in the quiet dark of night. They slump in a heap on the bonnet of her car. She giggles, then laughs, caught between the two strong bodies. Both John and Mac look at her curiously, waiting for her to finish and let them in on the joke. Leaning against John, she looks at Mac and says "Well boys, last week it was blowjobs for 10kms over the limit, then this for 20 kms. What the hell are we going to do next week when I go to 30kms over the limit?"
Originally published November 2007 - "Lust"