As Samantha Watson sped down the motorway she played her music as loud as she could bare it. She tuned everything else out, only glancing in her rear view mirror now and again, never expecting to see anything out of the ordinary. It was with one of these glances that she noticed the red and blue lights flashing behind her and the police car rushing to catch up with her. She pulled over into the hard shoulder, cursing herself for driving too fast.
Samantha watched the policeman in her side mirror as he got out of his car and walked towards her. She was starting to sweat with nerves; she'd never even had a parking ticket before and now here she was on the side of a road, all alone and waiting for a policeman to arrest her. She would never live the embarrassment of this down.
She hadn't expected the policeman who knocked on her window to be so handsome. It shook her and for some reason she was suddenly a lot more willing to crank her window open and speak to him. Before she could do this, the policeman walked away and stood in front of her car. He nodded his head, giving the signal that she should come out.
The policeman signalled her to walk in front of the car too, and Samantha made her way there, her legs starting to shake. The policeman waited till she was right in front of the car, the headlights shining right through her short, black work skirt, until he spoke to her. "Do you have any idea of what speed you were doing?"
Samantha shook her head. Her whole body was trembling; she had never been so frightened in all her life. She had no idea what was going to happen, but as she looked at the imposing policeman standing in front of her, she had a flash of him bending her over her bonnet and taking her roughly from behind. She blushed from head to toe as this image passed through her mind.
"Are you okay?" the policeman asked her with genuine concern in his voice, as he looked her up and down. He didn't mean for her to be scared but he wasn't sure how to tell her the real reason he had pulled her over. She hadn't been speeding at all, he had just been sitting in his patrol car when she'd driven by and had noticed her straight away. A flash of blonde hair and a wide open mouth, obviously singing along to some song she was enjoying. Because it was such a quiet night and he was completely bored he had decided to go after her, thinking that when he'd pulled her over she would be swayed by his uniform and he could come on to her.
He had always had a fantasy of pulling some hot girl over on the motorway and having wild sex with her, but he didn't feel like this girl was going to be the one so he decided to tell her the truth and then let her go. "Listen, you weren't really speeding, I just pulled you over 'cos I thought you were cute. I thought if I pulled you over we could, maybe, well..."
Samantha let out a huge sigh of relief that she wasn't in trouble and then immediately felt a giddy thrill shoot right down her body, and uncontrollably her pussy became a little wet. Unprepared for that, she crossed her legs, the action sending little pulses to her clit. Shaking she said," you thought I was cute?"
The policeman nodded, and walked over to her. With a sudden confidence sweeping through him that he had never felt before, he pulled her face to his and kissed her softly but deeply. The scent from her hair was magical and he felt a huge twinge in his cock, the sensation of having a strange girl all to himself on a road in the middle of nowhere, making his cock spring to life. By the end of the kiss he was already semi-erect.
As he pulled away he looked at her face properly for the first time. She really was beautiful. Big blue eyes that looked quite startled now, shone out from her face. She had full pouting lips that had been painted red, but were now smudged because of his passionate kiss. He began to feel slightly overwhelmed by the whole scenario but when Samantha suddenly grabbed his head and began to kiss him roughly he let go of all inhibitions and immersed himself in the kiss.
Each of them became completely lost in the moment, their surroundings ceasing to matter as their horniness grew for each other. A loud voice snapped them back to reality when it barked out; "Steve, what the hell do you think you're doing?"
Standing there was Officer Johnson and he already knew the answer to his question. He knew straight away that Steve must have pulled this girl over because he found her attractive, he had done it before himself, and he had many hot nights of passion on these roadways. When he had seen the police car pulled in off the road, he had hoped that some other police officer was getting lucky with some gorgeous girl and that he would be able to get in on the action, so he had pulled over too.
Looking sheepish, Steve frantically tried to explain what he had done, but Officer Johnson waved him away and walked over to Samantha. The girl was truly beautiful, much more attractive than any girl he had ever picked up by himself. Her eyes seemed to say everything she was feeling. Right now they were conveying a message of fear, mixed with something that looked a lot like animal lust.
Officer Johnson knew immediately that Samantha was attracted to him. He could tell by the way she blushed as he looked at her, the way she squirmed slightly as he moved closer towards her, trying to hide the fact that her pussy was wet for him. He knew all the signs and he knew how to get what he wanted.
Officer Johnson looked hard at Samantha, he couldn't help but be turned on by the power he had over this girl at this moment. He knew that she must be thinking he was going to arrest her, she was trembling so much he had an urge to hold her and comfort her. This urge wasn't as great as the one he had to spread her legs and shove his hard cock into her waiting pussy. That urge was starting to take over him, his cock was getting so hard for her it was almost painful.
"What's your name?" he asked her, standing very close to her, close enough that he could see her lipstick was smudged. He planned for it to be completely wiped from her lips by the time he was finished.
Samantha told the policeman her name, trying hard to control her feelings of lust for him. The man was so attractive. She watched him as he walked around her. She got the feeling that he was looking her up and down, and was sure she could make out a rising lump in his trousers. The idea that this gorgeous man could be turned on by her excited her so much. She was no longer scared, just incredibly aroused.
Officer Johnson stood in front of Samantha, moving his body so close to her that he knew she could feel his cock sticking up, he brushed it against her and smiled as he saw her blush.
"Samantha, when was the last time you got fucked till you screamed?" The coarse language sent a wave of heat to Samantha's pussy. She absolutely loved it when a man spoke dirty to her. She loved having a guy inside her, sliding in and out of her and telling her how much he enjoyed fucking her, dirty talk done right could make her cum again and again.
"A long time." She managed to whisper. That was all he needed to hear, he pulled her close for a kiss, tasting the remains of her lipstick, then roughly spun her around and bent her over the front of her car. Jacking up her skirt, he ripped off her underwear in one almighty tug, and was just about to ram his cock up her, when he remembered that Steve was still standing there. He looked at his colleague, standing not a foot away, looking completely bewildered, and a new idea formed in his mind.
He bent over Samantha and whispered in her ear, "New plan sweetheart, but don't worry you're still gonna get fucked hard."