I have always loved driving around with nowhere to go. Sometimes I would spend hours behind the wheel of my gleaming red sports car, heading nowhere in particular, just enjoying the feel of the wind in my face and reveling in the power of the engine under the hood. I love speed. Even as a student, my driving school teacher had ordered me to slow down. “You’re going to get your license taken away you one day, if you aren’t careful,” I was told, but I didn‘t care.

Even now, as I whizzed down the winding, tree lined road, the speedometer was just topping 70mph. I didn’t worry about being stopped the police, because the road was relatively quiet new due to the by-pass, which had recently been completed, and being out in the wilds somewhat, it usually did not merit police attention. Usually.

“Oh, fuck,” I muttered, as the sound of the two-tone siren began its high pitched wailing. Through my mirror I could see the flashing blue lights on top of the County Trooper SUV with two male officers sitting in the front.

Resigning myself to fate, I pulled off to the side of the road and waited for the cops to stop behind me. Through the rear-view mirror, I watched as the driver got out and proceeded to walk purposefully towards my parked vehicle. The cop looked big, at least six foot three and powerfully built by the look of it.

The officer walked up to my window, pulled out his little black ticket book, and began to write some details down. “What’s the big rush?” the cop muttered condescendingly. I remained silent and didn’t make eye contact. “Your license and the vehicle registration,” he barked.

I handed them over grudgingly, now looking into the officer’s steely blue eyes. The cop wasn’t all that bad looking, I noticed, even kind of hot. A bit heavily macho, with hard rugged features and a bushy black moustache, but not bad at all.

“Are you aware you were doing over 70 miles per hour on a 50 mile per hour road?” he asked, scribbling more details down in his little black book.

I smiled flirtingly, “Yes, I’m sorry. I got a bit carried away. It’s a new car…”

The cop cut me off. “No excuse for breaking the law.”

Arrogant fuck, I thought quietly to myself.

“The fixed penalty in this area is 2,000 dollars,” the cop went on, a sadistic tone in his voice. “How do you feel about having to pay that?”

I smiled sweetly, “I’d prefer not to,” I said in my best sexy little voice.

The policeman grinned menacingly. “I’ll bet you would,” he said, scratching his ear with his pencil. “I suppose we can always give you an oral warning.”

“Don’t you mean a verbal warning?” I asked, puzzled.

“I know what I mean,” the cop muttered, and then motioned his hand towards his partner. As if it was some kind of signal, the other cop stepped out of the big SUV.

“Need any help, Joe?” he called out to the cop standing beside my car as he strolled over.

This officer was younger than his partner, with blonde hair and a fresh rookie face, but still with a really nice muscle tone.

The cop called Joe shook his head. “I think she’s cooperating, aren’t you?” he said with an evil leer on his face.

I began to feel uneasy. “Sure. I’ll do whatever you say.”

“Then why not step out of your vehicle and accompany us to the back of the SUV.”

“Am I under arrest?” I asked, climbing slowly out of the driving seat.

The two cops smiled and exchanged a knowing look. “Not if you play ball,” officer Joe said grinning. He must have been in his late thirties, a good ten years older than his blonde partner.

Together we walked to where the SUV was parked, with me in between the two officers. Something seemed strangely wrong, and suspicion was making me unsure if he was doing the right thing by “playing ball.” In truth, I had always had something of a fetish for men in uniforms ever since I was an adolescent, but I’d never had the opportunity to indulge in my wild fantasies.

Part two

When we reached the wagon, the young blonde cop opened the back doors, and I was ushered in. As I climbed up Joe helped me up, his hand brushing across my ass. The two cops climbed in after me and pulled the door partly shut. They sat on one side of the seats, staring across at me, both smiling.

“Now what shall we do?” Joe said with a boyish grin on his face.

“I know,” offered his partner, Matt. “Why doesn’t our little lady here give us a show? A strip show.”

I almost fell off my seat. “Wait a minute,” I said. “I’m not doing a strip for anybody!”

Joe’s eyes narrowed. “Not even if it means saving your skin from an assault charge?”

“Assault?” I gasped. “What are you talking about?”

“Don’t you remember how you tried to kick the shit out of me when I pulled you over for speeding?” the cop said. “Matt here remembers because he had to help me subdue you. That’s how you got your bruises.”

“I don’t have any bruises.”

Officer Matt smiled. “It can be arranged.”

“So how about it?” his partner asked. “Why not take your clothes off like a good little girl, and then we can let you go on your way without any further hassle.”

Reluctantly, I agreed. With my eyes fixed firmly on the floor I took off my shoes and socks, tucking the socks neatly inside the shoes and then laying the shoes to one side.

“Just like a good little girl,” Joe said laughing.

I shot him a nasty look. Feeling extremely self-conscious, I unbuttoned my shirt slowly, letting my braless breast be exposed. I have a good body, and in normal circumstances I wasn’t ashamed of showing it off. On the beach I would strut about wearing the skimpiest bikini with a G-string proudly showing my tight little ass. But as I pulled off my shirt in the back of the van, I could feel the eyes of the two policemen burning into me.

“That’s it,” said Joe. “Don’t be shy.” He was rubbing his left hand between his legs as he spoke.

My throat had gone very dry and I seemed unable to swallow. Plucking up courage I stood up, which wasn’t easy in the cramped rear of the SUV, and began to unzip my jeans and pushed them down to my ankles. Kicking them off, I slipped my G-string down as well and sat down again, naked.

“Now that’s better, isn’t it?” Joe asked, as though I were a child. “And we wouldn’t want you to feel like the odd one out, would we, Matt?”

The blonde shook his head. “No way,” he answered, unzipping his trousers. As I watched, the young policeman took off his dark blue trousers and removed his underpants. His cock was large, although quite slim, uncircumcised and fully erect. The bulbous head was wet and shiny, and the bed of pubic curls between his legs was surprisingly fair.

“Time to suck some cock.” Joe said as he proceeded to take off his own pants. It was obvious they were going to make me suck them off, still I was nervous.

I could feel my cunt beginning to throb, something which I hadn’t expected to happen. I was about to be sexually assaulted and I was getting wet.

Joe stepped out of his trousers and underpants and sat down on the seats on the other side of the van from me. He splayed his legs wide open, exposing airy muscular thighs and a dense bush of wiry dark curls in his crotch, from which hung his large heavy balls. His dick was circumcised and sleek, and stood out erect from his groin, arching slightly to the right… perhaps as a result of too much masturbation as a kid.

“Okay, my bad girl,” he said holding his cock by the shaft and stroking it. “Time for a bit of cock-sucking, don’t you think, Matt”

The younger copper, who was sitting next to Joe and slowly jerking off, gave a big stupid grin and lowered his head to my naked cunt. Joe watched totally fascinated as Matt lapped at my shaven cunt without hesitation, sliding his sensuous full lips up and down my clit, as Joe began rubbing and sucking on my tits.

I was unable to tear my eyes from the blatant display in front of me, and as I watched I became aware that I was enjoying what was happening. I was getting as horny as the two policemen obviously were, the sight of the two half-naked officers giving my body attention, sent waves of pleasure through my body.

Part three

Joe touched my neck, easing his cock up so that just the swollen pink cock-head was near my lips. I ran my tongue around the rim of the cock-head, tracing the line of the faint white circumcision scar.

“Now I think it’s time our prisoner to earned her freedom,” Joe said, pulling my head up and away from his crotch. Joe motioned to Matt, and they switched positions. I took hold of Matt’s penis, glistening with pre-cum and took his cock deep into my throat. I could taste the officers semen, salty and slightly bitter.

I drew my mouth back and forth along the thick shaft, taking the cock in so deep I almost gagged before drawing it out until just the very tip was still between my lips. I repeated this for a while, loving the feel of the officers hard prick in my mouth, the soft gentle moaning which was coming from Matt seemed like music to my ears, making me so wet that it was dripping on the seat.

I had my eyes closed, and in the cool darkness of the van I felt the warmth of a hand between my legs and knew it must be Joe. I was being maneuvered so that the lower half of my body was twisted sideways, my exposed body on the van floor and my legs outstretched. A moment later I felt the exquisite wet sensation of Joe’s mouth between my legs.

The older cop was licking the inside of my thighs, working his way up to my clit. Circling it, and then sucking it hard into his mouth. I had to close off my mind, or I was going to squirt cum all over his face. I tried concentrating on sucking Matt’s hot throbbing manhood. I ran my tongue along the thick vein on the underside of Matt’s cock, starting at the root and working up to the bulbous dick- head. I squeezed the head gently so that the small piss-hole at the tip opened, and, using my eager tongue, I licked at the semen which was seeping out.

I stopped for a moment, gasping as I felt Joe sticking his tongue deep inside my cunt. The cop was obviously an expert when it came to licking a woman’s cunt. I was so aroused by the unexpected ’session’ that I was very close to his climax.

Apparently, Matt was as close to cumming as I was. His hips gyrated slightly as I sucked at his cock, and his scrotum seemed tight and full. Suddenly he grabbed my hair, yanked my head back so that his cock slipped out of my mouth, and hunched over me, he grabbed his cock and began jerking furiously. A gob of thick white cum spurted powerfully from the cop’s dick, splattering in my face and running down the bridge of my nose and cheeks. More and more spunk shot forth, until I was drenched in the warm milky juice.

When I had finished, Matt released the fistful of my hair he had and sat down on the seat again. He motioned to Joe, who was merrily licking and sucking my pussy like he hadn’t eaten in days. Joe proceeded to stick his fingers in my cunt, trying to withdraw some of my juices from deep inside. Matt began pinching my nipples as Joe continued his assault on my dripping wet cunt.

When Joe felt me cumming he pushed me down roughly onto my back, and stuck his cock into my opening. I let out a loud moan as his huge cock filled my cunt. As he began thrusting in and out of my cunt, my bodily instincts took over and I began moving rhythmically to his long hard strokes. Inside I could feel him growing larger and harder the faster he pumped in and out of my cunt. He was thrusting and pushing, causing his cock to plunge deep into my pussy.

Within minutes, my pussy started cumming, and Joe began shooting his huge, thick load of cum across my stomach. They both moved away from me and laid there exhausted by the sheer force of the passion they had just indulged in.

The two cops dressed quickly and in complete silence, buttoning up their tunics as though nothing had happened. “Come on, little girl, get dressed,” Joe said. “Unless you want to come back to the station with us.”

I quickly scrambled for my clothing and dressed faster than I had ever had in my life before. Joe opened the back rear door and almost threw me out. “Make sure you stick to the speed limit next time, okay?” he said, turning his back on me and walking to the front of the SUV. He opened the driver’s door and climbed in.

I looked at Matt, who smiled.

“So what happens now?” I asked. “Do I expect a visit from the law at home?”

Matt laughed. “Are you joking?” he grinned.

I suddenly realized just how handsome the young cop was.

“This is the end of the matter, well at least for now.”