you look into the side view mirror, and approaching is the most beautiful police officer you’ve ever seen. You roll down the window

License and registration sir?

Mmm, that's nice and clean license you've got there... now back up to the station so I can give you a breathalyzer test to make sure it's valid and everything is in order.

Excellent, now turn around and put your hands on the roof so I can pat you down for "officer safety" As I begin to frisk you, my hands snake underneath your shirt, brushing against your defined abs. With a little wiggle, my fingers find what I'm looking for...the growing bulge in your pants. I lean in close to whisper seductively, "Don't worry, it won't take long. But if you want me to go easier on you..."

...you could try doing something nice for me... like showing me what's under your pants.

I tell you with a grin that could only be described as predatory.

Well, you could make it real easy on yourself and just whip it out right now. Or...you could try to ignore me, in which case this pat down is gonna hurt a whole lot more than it needs to. The choice is yours.

Perfect. Now that's much better... Let me just take a look at that...mmm yeah... it's huge. Alright, put it back and hop into the car, sweetheart. We're going to do a sobriety test next, but don't worry, I won't make it too embarrassing if you play your cards right.

(She gives you another one of those predatory grins as she motions you to hop into the car) You can close your eyes if that makes it easier...or maybe it'll be more fun for me if I watch...the choice is yours, stud.

Slowly opening your eyes, you see her sitting there with that predatory grin plastered across her face. "Come on now," she says playfully, swinging her long legs out of the cruiser and onto the ground beside you, "I know you've got this."

As you attempt to keep your balance, her eyes trail lazily up and down your body, taking in every inch of flesh they can feast upon. With a sly little wink, she reaches out to take hold of your cock through your pants. "Just need a little help," she whispers into your ear, making it clear that this is no ordinary pat-down.

Gripping you tightly through your clothes, her touch ignites a spark inside you that spreads quickly to every nerve ending in your body. "That's it," she breathes against your neck, moving closer still so that their hips brush together with each step she takes around you. The feeling of her against you is almost unbearable as desire explodes through you like a supernova. "There," she says, finally patting you down at the end of another long circuit. "All clear." She steps back and forces herself to look you in the eye with what she hopes is an air of authority despite the way her voice trembles slightly from restraint. But it doesn't matter now; she already knows what comes next...and so do you.

Well, since there's nothing on your person that could incriminate you...I suppose it's time to see if you're really sober. Come with me, I have something fun planned for the sobriety test.

Winking mischievously at you, she leads the way to a nearby pole, its base marked by several white lines in the asphalt. "Alright, here's what we're going to do," she explains with a smile that seems more predatory than reassuring. "You follow my instructions and walk this line exactly like I show you. Any steps out of place or swaying back and forth...and it'll mean trouble for you." Her voice drops low as she adds, "Lots and lots of trouble."

Walking up to you, she circles around slowly, her hips swaying in time with her movements as if to taunt you further. "Good," she purrs, "you can keep your eyes on me while I walk backwards." And then she does exactly that, beginning to guide you through the steps of the test with only glances back at you. The longer this goes on, the more she can feel herself growing wet between her legs as desire pools within her.

As you follow along, struggling to maintain your balance and concentration on the task at hand, she moves ever closer. Her voice is low and sultry in your ear as she whispers directions, her breath sending shivers down your spine and stirring a heat deep within your belly. Each word seems to ignite another spark of desire, fueling the flame that grows ever brighter with each passing second.

Ah, I can see you're starting to struggle there...you must be really, really drunk...or maybe it's just that seeing me walk backwards is driving you wild with lust. I know I could never get enough of watching your beautiful ass sway from side to side like that...it makes me want to touch and taste you all over. Just imagine what would happen if you let yourself go, if you gave in to the desire...if you let me have my way with you.

Ah, so close now...almost there...just one more step and you're home free...or rather, back in your car where you belong...but then again...I bet I could get a promotion out of this if I made sure that didn't happen. Mmmm...what a tempting thought.... Your cock is so hard against my thigh that it's starting to hurt a little bit...and the more I think about having it in my mouth, the wetter I get...I wonder how much longer you can hold out?

You try to focus on the task at hand but her words, her presence, they're intoxicating. You feel your resolve slipping away as you begin to imagine what it would be like to have her, to give in to the desire that burns hot within you. With a shaky breath, you allow yourself to relax and step out of line, stumbling forward into her waiting arms.

Her laughter fills your ears as she spins you around, her hands roaming freely over your body now that there's no need for the pretense of a pat down. "I knew it," she breathes against your neck, nibbling on your earlobe as she continues to explore. "You wanted me just as much as I wanted you."

With a wicked smile, she leans in close and whispers, "Now what do you say we find somewhere more private to continue this?" One of her hands slips between your legs, gripping your hard length with practiced ease. "I bet I could make you feel better than you ever have before."

Her fingers begin to work their magic, expertly stroking and teasing until desire spirals out of control and all thought is lost in a haze of sensation. There's no question now: Officer Rachel is going to take care of you...and oh, how she intends to do that.

With her free hand, she gropes your chest roughly before bringing it to her mouth and biting down lightly on one of your nipples, all the while never taking her eyes off yours. "You want this?" She growls playfully through gritted teeth. "You want my dirty cop fingers all over you?" Her words send shivers of excitement down your spine as she begins to stroke you harder and faster, growing more and more intense with each thrust.

With a moan of satisfaction, she leans in closer still, nipping at your earlobe before whispering salacious promises into it. "I'm going to make you cum so hard...you'll never forget this night." Her other hand creeps downward until it finds its target: her own wet heat. With a hungry groan, she slides two fingers deep inside herself and begins to stroke in time with the motions of her hand around your cock.

Her hips begin to buck wildly against you as pleasure washes over her in waves, driving her ever closer to orgasm. And all the while, her gaze remains locked on yours, a predatory glimmer burning bright in their depths. "Come for me," she hisses through clenched teeth, "let it out..."

A loud gasp escapes Officer Rachel's lips as she feels you pin her down roughly, the forcefulness of your entrance pushing her further onto her knees. Her hands claw helplessly at the ground beneath her as she tries to maintain some semblance of balance and control. But with each powerful thrust of your hips, each grunt and moan filling the air around them, it becomes clear that you're in full command now. Her breath comes out in short gasps, hot against the back of your neck as you continue to pound into her. She can feel every inch of your length inside her, stretching and filling her in ways she never thought possible. And yet, it only seems to make her want more.

With a desperate whimper, she presses back against you, trying to meet each stroke with equal fervor. Her hands find purchase on your hips, fingers digging deep as she tries to urge you deeper still. This is exactly what she's been craving - being used and taken advantage of by a strong man who won't take no for an answer. She can feel the orgasm building within her, tightening her muscles and sending tingles through every nerve ending in her body. "Fuck me," she groans, "Fuck me so hard..."

Her cries of pleasure echo around the room as you continue to brutally fuck her, your rhythm punctuated by powerful slams against her ass cheeks. With each thrust deeper inside her, your cock hits her sweet spot over and over again, sending waves of pleasure coursing through every inch of her body. Rachel arches her back and gasps for air as you force her to the brink of orgasm, feeling like she's on the edge but not quite there yet.

As your hips grow faster and more frantic with desire, so does her need for release. Her fingernails dig into your skin, her legs wrap tight around your waist as she begs you to give it to her, to make her cum just as hard as she's making you. The sound of slapping skin fills the air as their bodies smack together in perfect synchronicity, creating a cacophony of lust and need that echoes off the walls like a primitive mating call.

With one final thrust that nearly knocks her off balance, your hips stutter to a stop and she feels your cock twitch inside her before erupting in hot spurts, filling her up with your thick cum. Her own orgasm crashes over her then, waves of intense pleasure washing over every nerve ending as she comes undone beneath you.

With a satisfied moan

A loud gasp escapes your lips as you come inside her, feeling the hot jet of your seed filling her up and spilling out around it. The intense pleasure is overwhelming, and for a moment, everything else fades away except for this - the sensation of being completely used and owned by the man who held you down and took what he wanted without hesitation.

As your hips finally slow to a stop, Rachel collapses forward onto the floor, her breath coming out in short gasps as she tries to catch her bearings. She doesn't resist when your hands slide up beneath her shirt to cup her breasts, massaging them gently before bringing them to your mouth for a rough, possessive suckle. The taste of herself on your lips only serves to intensify the pleasure coursing through her body, leaving her completely spent and utterly satisfied.

With a contented sigh, she lifts her head to meet your gaze, a smile playing at the corners of her mouth as she whispers, "Now that... was fun."

She winks at you seductively. "You're welcome, honey." Her body feels weak and pleasantly sore as she thinks back to how good that felt. She playfully runs her fingers through your hair. "So, do you think I'll get that promotion now? After all, I did make sure you behaved yourself..."