The Ticket 5

"Shit, shit, shit shit!" Jamie cursed monotonously under her breath.

She turned on her blinker and began to slow down with the interior of her 2022 Ford Mustang bathed in strobes of bright blue light.

"Shit, I can't get another ticket!" Jamie pleaded while pulling off the highway and onto the shoulder.

She glanced up into the rearview mirror but with the headlights and blue strobes she couldn't make out any details of the police cruiser behind her. She honestly wasn't sure how fast she had been going or even what the speed limit was, but with System of the Down's Chop Suey playing and not another car for the last forty minutes she was afraid it was going to be high.

Like maybe in the eighty's high.

Or ninety's.

"Allen's gonna kill me!" Jamie cursed while the tires crunched in the gravel as she rolled to a stop.

Jamie could feel tears forming and swiped at her eyes angrily. Allen had warned her to slow down after her fourth ticket, had warned her that they couldn't afford another ticket in the hundreds of dollars, had even warned her that she was going to lose her license if she got another ticket... and now...

Jamie slammed the palm of her hand against the leather wrap of the steering wheel and screamed at the top of her voice. It was just so unfair! It was like the police were picking on her just because she was a 'blond bimbo' who...

Jamie stopped and quickly glanced up into the rear view mirror. If the police were targeting her because she was blond and female then maybe...

Jamie took one last look into the rearview mirror and then down at the beige sleeveless blouse and black pencil dress she was wearing, the open toe black high heels that went hand in hand with the outfit in the seat next to her while she drove barefoot. It was an attractive, professional ensemble that accentuated her hips, slim waist and C cup breasts without being over the top. And it never hurt one bit that she got more than a few extra, lingering glances from potential clients.

Fuck the feminists, when it was all about selling a house and brining home twenty or thirty K she would use what she was born with and smile while leading the poor boys around by their nut sacks.

She glanced once more up into the rear view mirror and could only see the headlights and strobing blue lightbars.

It really was all about leading a potential client around by his balls. Hell, even Allen agreed and there had been a time or two where he had encouraged her to do a little more than just 'lead them around by the balls'.

Jamie licked her lips and glanced down at her blouse before quickly unbuttoning it until only the bottom two or three buttons held the fabric while it gapped open. She leaned forward and with only one hand reached behind her back to unlatch her bra before reaching into an open sleave to pull the strap through. In seconds she was able to pull the bra out of the other sleave before tossing it to the floor so that she could use her foot to shove it back under the seat.

Jamie took another glance in the mirror and felt her pulse quicken when she saw the silhouette of the police officer approaching. She glanced down to tug at the cloth of her blouse until she could see just the edges of the dark mocha of her areolas.

An image of Allen's wide set brown eyes, full, black beard and curly hair flashed through her mind. She wasn't sure what he'd think or say if he knew she was willing to flash a cop to get out of a ticket, but she absolutely knew what he'd think and say if she got another one.

And... if the cop wanted more...

Jamie rolled the window down and licked her lips while watching the silhouette walk along the side of her car before reaching the window.

"I'm so sorry, officer," Jamie said smoothly and leaned forward enough so that she felt her blouse fall open in full view of anyone looking inside, "I know I was speeding, but if I get another ticket I could lose my license and then lose my job!

"Is there some way maybe you could just give me a warning?

"Please?"

Jamie licked her lips slowly while looking up at the dark silhouette. The officer had a flashlight on and was shining it down towards Jamie so she still couldn't make out his face, but she also knew he had a perfect view of her breasts and hard nipples as she leaned forward for her shirt to hang open.

Time seemed to drag by while Jamie squinted up into the glare without being able to see the police officer. She didn't mind him looking and could already feel herself getting wet and the familiar, welcome aching throb building between her thighs. Even her mouth had begun to water in anticipation of what 'might' occur, her jaws starting to ache while the waiting drove her to distraction.

"Officer?" Jamie said after over a minute of silence, "Would you... would you like me to..."

Jamie let her voice trail off suggestively while she slowly licked her lips.

"Ma'am, you realize that bribing an officer is a felony," a hard, angry soprano voice suddenly said.

Jamie's heart slammed hard in her chest and she felt her stomach plummet to somewhere deep beneath the pavement.

"Oh!" Jamie gasped and rushed to reach up to pull her blouse closed, "I'm sooo sorry officer... I wasn't..."

"We both know exactly what you were suggesting ma'am," the hard, angry voice cut in, "Now, if you'll step out of the car please."

"Ohh, but..." Jamie pleaded, her eyes filling with tears that she could feel running down her cheeks, "Officer, I'm soooo sorry, I don't even have my shoes on!"

"Get out of the car, ma'am," the officer cut in, "Now!

"I'm not going to ask you again!"

Jamie burst into tears but managed to open the door to the car and step out. Sharp gravel bit into the bottom of her bare feet before the officer slammed the door shut.

"Turn around and place your hands on the car please," the officer commanded.

Even out of the car Jamie still couldn't make out any features of the cop who had pulled her over and turned around to comply.

It would be just her fucking luck to get pulled over by a female cop with a baton up her ass... or cunt... and want to 'blow' everything Jamie had been trying to do to get out of a ticket so far out of proportion.

"Do you have any weapons, needles or other sharp objects on your person, ma'am?" the officer asked.

"No," Jamie managed to say through her soft sobs.

Jamie suddenly gasped at the feel of hands grabbing her hips, patting up her waist and then actually grabbing and squeezing her breasts. Suddenly those hands were running up and down each of Jamie's bare legs before sliding up beneath her skirt.

"Ohhh, what..." Jamie began when she felt one of those hands cup and squeeze her mound through the wet cloth of her panties.

Jamie couldn't help but rise onto her tiptoes, the hard gravel biting into both of her feet at the feel of that hand cupping and squeezing her.

"I didn't ask you to speak," the officer cut in, the hand between her legs giving another long, firm squeeze before pulling away.

Jamie gasped again when she felt a body press against her back while the hard objects on the officer's utility belt and tactical vest pressed into her flesh.

"Finish what you were going to say," the officer demanded and Jamie gasped yet again when she felt both of the officers hands reach around her body to grab and squeeze her breasts.

"What," Jamie gasped, "I don't... I don't understand!"

"Would you like me to," the officer whispered into Jamie's ear, "That's what you began to say, now finish it... would you like me to... what!"

"I don't know!" Jamie sobbed and then cried out in pain when the officer pinched both of her nipples through the thin cloth of her blouse, "I'm so sorry, I don't know... I was just trying to get out of a ticket!"

"Were you going to suggest that you could suck his dick if he let you off?" the officer demanded harshly and then pinched Jamie's nipples again.

"Ow!" Jamie cried out, but could feel the pleasure as well as the pain as the officer still held Jamie's nipples between hard fingertips, "I... I don't kn... owww!"

The officer pinched and twisted, Jamie's nipples betraying her and only swelling and getting harder.

"You were going to suggest sucking some stranger off just to get out of a ticket, weren't you," the officer demanded.

"Owwwww!" Jamie cried, the tears streaming down her cheeks while the officer continued to pinch and twist her nipples, "Ok...yes, yea, I was going to give him a blowjob if he'd just not give me a ticket!

"I'm seriously going to lose my license and my job if I get another one!"

"Just a blowjob?" the officer asked, her hands suddenly cupping and massaging Jamie's breasts.

"Ohhhh," Jamie moaned between hiccups and sobs, "Maybe... maybe more... If he wanted..."

"Ummm," the officer said soothingly, "So you'd let some stranger fuck you just to get out of a ticket.

"What about me?"

"What?" Jamie asked in confusion, her head spinning from the distraction of the officer's hands cupping and massaging her breasts as well as the pain and pleasure still radiating from her abused nipples, "What about... I mean... you could do that with him too I guess, I don't know!"

The officer laughed gently and gave Jamie's breasts another gently massaging squeeze.

"Blonds," the officer whispered into Jamie's ear before suddenly running the tip of her tongue lightly over an earlobe.

Jamie felt her entire body shudder at the sudden, intense pleasure and found herself tilting her head to the side in response without even thinking. Jamie could feel the officer sucking on an earlobe, tugging gently before pulling away for it to slip from between her lips.

"If you'd fuck some strange guy to get out of a ticket..." the officer whispered softly into Jamie's ear, "Would you fuck a woman?

"Would you fuck me?" the officer whispered softly.

Jamie could feel her body trembling at the officer's touch, her hands still squeezing and kneading her breasts, could feel the throbbing ache redoubling between her thighs and had to struggle to catch her breath.

"But I'm not..." Jamie struggled to say, "I'm not..."

"You're not gay?" the officer whispered, "You're not some dike who gets off licking another woman's slit?"

The officer paused and sucked Jamie's earlobe gently while Jamie tilted her head and moaned. After only a moment the officer pulled away.

"No, what you are is a whore," the officer whispered.

Jamie jerked as if the officer hand pinched her nipples again, but before she could respond the officer continued.

"You're just a whore who would fuck a complete stranger for something of value," the officer whispered, "So... are you ready to fuck me, get used by me just like the whore you are?"

Jamie moaned as the officer squeezed her breasts before jerking at the sensation of both of her nipples being pinched hard.

"Your nipples are still hard," the officer whispered, "You're even grinding your ass against my cunt and it's making me anxious.

"I'm not a very patient person when I get anxious."

Jamie gasped, the officer pushing forward until Jamie collapsed against the car. She could feel her head spinning with the officer's hot breath brushing against the hairs along her neck.

"So what's it going to be?" the officer whispered in Jamie's ear, "You'll suck some guys dick to get out of a ticket, are you going to lick my wet pussy to get out of a felony?"

Jamie moaned at the feel of the officer biting on her earlobe while pinching and twisting her nipples through the thin fabric of her top.

If it was a guy, it would be so easy, but it wasn't a guy, and the most Jamie had ever done was kiss her best friend to 'practice' for kissing a boy. Jamie moaned and felt herself pressing her ass back against the weight of the officer behind her. She still remembered those not so innocent kisses, the tingling that had coursed through her body while pressing her tongue against her friend's, remembered vividly how she and her friend had sown each other their 'vajaja's' covered in a peach fuzz of hair.

But it had never gone any further than that and it had only happened twice. Well, ok, maybe four times.

Jamie gasped and rose up onto her tiptoes at the feel of a hand caressing up the inside of her thigh, tracing her flesh up beneath the black leather skirt to cup her mound through the wet fabric of her lace panties before squeezing rhythmically.

"Ohhhhh," Jamie moaned and spread her legs farther apart.

If it had only been a man...

"Your cunts already wet," the officer said hoarsely, "She already knows what you want even if you don't."

Jamie felt fingers slip beneath the elastic of her panties before pulling the fabric aside, Jamie thrusting her ass back at the feel of a fingertip circling around her vulva.

"Are you going to lick my pussy?" the officer demanded in a hoarse whisper, her breath brushing over Jamie's ear.

Jamie closed her eyes and tried no to cry out at the feel of those fingers circling her opening, her head giving a shaky nod yes.

"Say it!" the officer demanded at the same instant that Jamie felt those fingers plunge into her wet sheath, "I want to hear you say it!

"Are you going to lick my pussy?"

"Yes!" Jamie moaned as she pressed her ass back against the officer while those fingers made a 'come here' gesture inside of her, "Yes, I'll do it!"

"Do what?" the officer demanded.

"I'll..." Jamie began and then had to clear her throat to continue, "I'll lick you."

"You'll lick my cunt clean?" the officer asked harshly, "Say it!

"You'll lick my cunt clean and make me cum just like I'm making you cum right now!"

Jamie realized that the officer was right, that her sheath was squeezing down hard on those fingers plunging inside of her as a wave of pleasure kept her doubled over the car. Jamie could taste blood from where she had bit her lip hard to keep the moans from escaping and finally gave a jerky nod.

"I'll lick your cunt clean, just please, no ticket!" Jamie finally managed to gasp.

The officer suddenly stepped back leaving Jamie leaning against the car and gasping for air. She could still feel her body squeezing down on fingers that had so suddenly been pulled out, the bite of gravel on her toes from where she still stood on tiptoe.

"Turn around and take your top off," the officer demanded.

"Wha... What?" Jamie gasped.

"Turn around and take your top off," the officer again demanded, "Now!"

Jamie was still gasping for air, still trying to recover from having just had an orgasm by being violated, but managed to turn around on shaky legs. She finally saw the officer for the first time, a lean, oval face with an upturned button nose and epicanthic folds at the corner of her almond shaped eyes. She looked almost six feet all to Jamie's five foot two which had Jamie looking up into those tilted green eyes staring back down at her.

"Someone... could drive by," Jamie confessed while holding her arms up across her breasts.

"Do I look like I give a shit," the officer shot back, "You know what... no, don't take your blouse off.

"Take everything off, I want you naked... Now!"

Jamie looked up and down the dark, deserted road desperately. If only someone, anyone would drive by she could... but she'd still get a ticket... and still be in trouble for a felony.

Jamie bit her lip and began to unbutton her blouse. She'd already disposed of her bra earlier when she thought she was being pulled over by a man, so when she slipped the blouse off her shoulders the officer had a clear view of her C cup breasts, large, mocha areolas and very hard nipples. Jamie took another glance up and down the road before slipping her fingers into the waistband of her skirt and pushing both the skirt and her panties down over her hips.

The night was still warm and humid, still in the mid 80's from the midwestern summer heat, but the night air still seemed cool on Jamie's body as the officer's eyes crawled over her naked skin. The officer smiled slowly while staring at Jamie and then stepped forward to reach out a hand. Jamie gasped and raised up on tiptoe as the officer's fingers found her wet slit before slipping back inside of her sheath.

"Hot and tight and wet," the officer said hoarsely with her uniformed body pressed against Jamies naked skin.

The officer pulled her fingers out and brought them to her mouth, Jamie staring raptly at the lubrication glistening on those two long, delicate fingers before the officer sucked them clean.

"Mmmmmm," the officer moaned with her fingers in her mouth.

Jamie watched until the officer pulled her fingers out and licked her lips with a hungry smile.

"Get in the back of the cruiser," the officer demanded.

"What?" Jamie said in a panic, "But I though... if I agreed to this... you'd let me go?"

The officer rolled her eyes and jerked her head towards the police car.

"What, you're going to lick my pussy out here," the officer said sarcastically, "Get in the fucking car!"

Jamie realized what the officer had in mind and felt foolish for her remark before turning and hurrying towards the police car in her haste to conceal her nakedness. The gravel stung and cut into her bare feet, but Jamie barely noticed and in seconds found herself opening the door and climbing into the back seat. As soon as Jamie had taken a seat the officer slammed the door closed. Jamie let out a whimper at the thought of being driven off to jail naked and could only watch with tears in her eyes as the officer walked slowly around to the side of the car opposite the road. The officer bent down and looked in the car with a predatory smile.

"Lay down on the seat with your head towards me," the officer instructed as soon as she opened the door.

Jamie realized that she had been covering her breasts with her hands and quickly complied, the back of the police cruisers backseat roomier than some of the backseats she'd made out in over the years. As soon as she was on her back she looked up at the upside down officer who was unbuckling her utility belt and tossing it into the front seat. Jamie watched while biting her lip, the officer's button up shirt following the utility belt and then her skin toned sports bra. The officer's tits were small and flat, maybe a B cup if that, but Jamie still couldn't keep her eyes off the woman's dark brown nipples that resembled hard, round marbles perched at the end of those small mosquito bumps. The officer's pants quickly followed her shirt and bra into the front seat until finally the officer pushed her white 'granny panties' off and tossed them off somewhere to the side of the road.

Jamie's heart slammed in her chest at the sight of the officer's mound that was just as smooth and bald as Jamie's and then bit her lip as the officer began to climb into the backseat on top of Jamie.

"You better lick my cunt good, because if you don't..." the officer demanded and then sank down with her weight on top of Jamie.

69 was one of Jamie's favorite positions, but she was always on top and not the bottom... and well, would normally have a dick to attend to and not...

Not a pussy. Even in the strobing light Jamie could make out the details of the officer's pussy, the smooth hairless outer lips parted to reveal dark brown wrinkly inner lips that were easily twice as large as Jamie's. The officer's clit stood out from beneath the pink skin of her hood, the smooth tip the size of Jamie's pinky and jerking in time with the officer's heartbeat. Jamie could even see the officer's vulva already gaping open between her inner lips, could see the milky lubrication building up inside of the officer and running down to drip from those long, wrinkly inner lips.

The smell was different too. Not the sweaty, sometimes sour smell of a dick, but the strong musky aroma that Jamie was used to smelling from herself after a long workout or a day spent in the 90 degree heat.