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One day Arasha got held up at work and was going to be late for dinner with her boyfriend so she floored it home, it took a while for Arasha to notice the red and blue lights flashing behind her. Looking down at her speedometer, she knew exactly what had happened. She flipped on her blinker and muttered “fuck” to herself. Putting herself in park at the side of the highway she kept her hands on the steering wheel and stared straight ahead. In the rearview mirror she saw a short balding highway patrol officer with a thick mustache get out of his car and walk around to the passenger side of her car while his partner, a tall skinny man with a bunch of bad tattoos, stayed behind to observe.
Leaning down and lowering his shades to look in the passenger window he was pleasantly surprised to see a stunning Indian girl in a loose flowery blouse and denim shorts. Arasha was unbelievably pretty even after driving in the muggy California heat. He knocked on the glass and she rolled down the window, the Queen of Lies immediately going into defensive manipulation mode.
“Do you know why I pulled you over today miss?”
Her eyes were as wide as possible to make them water, “I am so, so sorry officer.”
“That’s not really an answer miss.”
“Was I... s-speeding?” She purses her lips and lowers her head slightly.
“I have you going 82 miles per hour in a 60 zone.”
“Again I am SOOO sorry officer, it won’t happen again sir.”
He raised an eyebrow and wrote something down, she got a decent look at the officer who pulled her over. His name badge read Hanson. He wasn’t bad looking, maybe even a little handsome for his age. He had the frame of a former runner who now worked a fairly sedentary job watching traffic. His eyes were a piercing blue and he was just starting to go a little grey. She guessed he was around mid to late 40s.
“I think we both know it will. License and registration?”
She pouted and pulled out her license quickly, but had to dig for her registration. As she leaned over to the glove compartment Hanson got a better look at her ample cleavage. When she found the documents her hands were shaking a little out of nerves.
“Really, I am so very sorry. I promise I’ll be a good girl and keep a better eye on my speed. It really won’t happen again sir!” She bit her lip to really sell it.
Hanson chuckled a little as he walked back to his partner in the patrol car. Running her license, he discovered she already had several outstanding unpaid tickets. He brought the pad he’d need to write the ticket with him as he walked back to her car. If she didn't come up with a plan she’d have to deal with the points and the fine. But they were the only two on the side of the road and no one seemed to be driving this stretch of highway at this time.
“Alright,” He leaned his forearm on the car frame and bent down to talk, “Miss Lalani you’re looking at about a $300 fine and four points on your license, not to mention your outstanding offenses totalling $1200," Arasha cringed knowing that those points would mean she would lose her license, she also didn't want to spend over a grand paying off her tickets.
“Oh no sir that's so much, couldn’t you just let me off with a warning pwetty pwease?”
“I'm afraid not ma'am, either you pay up or I'll have to write you a ticket and seize your vehicle.”
He wasn't biting but suddenly a glimmer of hope flickered in her eye, she started sucking on her finger softly. “Look, you're totally right officer, this isn’t my first time speeding at all I'm such a naughty bad girl. But if you'll just give me a another chance I'll be a good girl, YOUR good girl if you'd like.”
She opened the top two buttons of her blouse, her boldness catching the officer off guard.
“Alright, well... Look I don’t want to have to penalize a beautiful exotic girl like you, but there's not much I can do faced with a pattern of behavior like this.”
“Please, isn’t there ANYTHING I can do? Maybe we can come to a mutually beneficial arrangement…”
He chuckled again.
“You know what? I've had a pretty stressful day, I might be persuaded to let you off. ”
She thought it over for a second before committing. “Oh dear sir, what if I help you relieve some of that stress?”
“Oh? And how would you do that?"
Arasha slowly unbuttoned the rest of her blouse revealing her juicy breasts in a red bra, licked her lips and sucked her finger.
"I think you know exactly how I'd do that," she purred.
She bounced out of the driver’s seat, leaning across she unlocked the passenger side back seat door.
“Come let me take care of you Daddy," She gestured for him to get in the car.
“I’m not about to get in a serial offender’s car ma'am.”
She paused for a moment and sighed, he was still resisting her attempted seduction. “I can leave the door open? That way you can get out if someone sees us?”
Hanson pulled the pad from his back pocket and clicked his pen to start writing. He wouldn't mind a happy ending for his shift, but there's still protocol in place and if he had to just do his job he would.
“No wait!” Arasha scrambled out of the car, abandoning her sensual seductress act as she kneeled in the dirt. “I’ll do it right here! Just please don’t write the ticket.”
He closed the pad and sighed as he put it back in his pocket. “Alright.”
He stepped forward, undoing his fly. Just as he did, a truck sped past. Arasha started to blush, if she was going to do this she would have much preferred it in the privacy of her own car but now she was out in the open about to suck off a cop.
Hanson freed his cock and began stroking it, he was probably only about 5-7 inches but pretty thick. Once it was hard enough Arasha took it in her own hand. She looked both ways as she opened her mouth. There were no cars in sight right now but it was undeniable how exposed she was, but she was banking on Officer Hanson being exposed too.
"Ready big boy?"
He looks around for himself before he nods, he sighed with pleasure as he entered her warm mouth. Her tongue gently teased the underside of his cock at the spot where the head met the shaft. Arasha had no shortage of experience and knew how to get guys off fast.
He twisted his fingers through her hair, admiring the silky black against his pale skin. He began slowly thrusting his hips as she slurped his meat. Arasha relaxed her throat allowing him in deeper, he grunted every time the muscles reflexively contracted around his cock.
Arasha knew this probably wouldn't be enough to win him over so she decided to go bigger.
"Mmm please fuck my face Daddy!"
Hanson held the back of her head and started thrusting faster, she holds her hair back as she deep throats him. She pulled his pants down and fondled his balls, even slipping a couple of fingers in his ass to get him to finish faster. She spun him around and pinned him against her car so she had a solid base to suck him off more vigorously.
He slammed his cock as deep as it would go in her mouth, she gagged every time it hit the back of her throat.
After a few minutes of this treatment she was getting short of breath, soon she felt him pause with the tip of his penis just inside her mouth. She looked up at him with her tongue hanging out invitingly, eyes watering from the rough treatment, and saw only his face as he painted the inside of her mouth with his jizz. She coughed as the salty, creamy substance flooded her mouth. He groaned loudly and she felt his grip on her hair tighten as he came, once her mouth was overflowing he pulled out and painted the rest of her face.
He took a breather as she swallows his load, the white jizz popping against her dark skin. When he released her hair she caught her breath before looking up at him smiling.
“Well Daddy, have I been a good enough girl to get off?”
“You tell me that. Did sucking my cock get you off?”
“What- no I meant with the ticket... Did you enjoy my little treat?"
“I certainly enjoyed it, but I still have a job to do," Hanson responded, reaching down for the ticket pad in his pocket.
“Oh for fucks sake," Arasha quickly got up to her feet and unzipped her shorts, pulling them down to her ankles and bending over against the hood of her car.
“Boy you REALLY want to get out of paying this ticket huh?"
Arasha looked into the lane and saw another truck driving past, she turned her head away trying to hide her face not willing to look someone in the eye as she debased herself this way. She put her hands on the hood of the car and waited for him.
Hanson came up behind her and placed a hand in the middle of her back, he pushed forward and she laid down fully on the warm hood. He ran his other hand over her smooth bubble butt.
*SLAP* His hand landed on her left cheek and she yelped with surprise. *SLAP* Another hit landed on her right cheek.
“Bad girls get spanked, don’t they sweetheart. ”
“Mmm they sure do Daddy,” she takes another hit, “What else do bad girls get?"
“Oh you know what they get you little slut, you're practically begging me for it."
“Ah!” Another impact landed, each one stinging her cheeks and making her quiver, “Thank you!”
“Thank you what?” a fifth hit.
“Thank you, sir!”
The sixth landed. "I wonder if I can claim overtime for this.”
“Ohhh, thank you sir it feels so good!”
He went until her ass was cherry red and he could see the outline of his hand on one cheek, Arasha was so stimulated she didn’t even notice the handful of cars that had driven past since he started.
He traced one finger across her tender cheeks and down the line of her thong, it was nearly soaked through from the excitement. He pulled it to the side and entered her slit with a single digit.
Arasha moaned, “Ohhh what are you doooing Daddy? Searching me for contraband? Make sure you get in there nice and deep!”
She kept up the act as he began thrusting one, then two, then three fingers into her dripping cunt. Part of her was beginning to question if she was secretly a submissive bottom.
She began thrusting her hips against his fingers fucking herself, he grinned at what a good slut she was. His fingers drifted out of her pussy to examine her third hole. He began pushing one finger, lubed with her own juices past her tight sphincter.
“Oooohh somebody is feeling extra naughty!”
She moaned as each knuckle passed her ring, Fabian never wanted to play with her ass no matter how much she asked. Officer Hanson began probing again, this time even deeper. He let her asshole get accustomed to one finger, then added his second. She moaned out of pleasure but also wanted him to just get on with it so she can get out of here.
He fingered her into a frenzy but she knew she couldn’t quite get off from this alone.
“What more do you want little girl?”
“Oooh I want you inside me Daddy!"
“What exactly do you want me to do to you?”
“Fuck me stupid, big Daddy!”
He fingers her hole while stroking his cock, Arasha wonders why he hasn't put it in yet and is starting to get a little bored but keeps up her act.
“Ohhhh– Oh please! Fuck me Daddy! Just fuck me already!”
“You want to be fucked so badly don't you?"
“Yes! Oh my god yes! Please!”
She’d given up on begging to get out of her ticket. This was something primal. She was just desperate to cum and she’d do just about anything at this point.
“Alright…” Hanson didn't want to admit he was taking too long to get hard so he signaled to his partner in the car to come join them, the younger tattooed man quickly approached. "Alright Peabody we've got a serial speeder who wants to get fucked instead of paying her ticket so you're up kid."
"Oh right you can't because you're-"
Hanson quickly hushes his partner.
"Is that why you have those weird blue pills-"
"*ahem* So my partner is going to take over from here ma'am."
Hanson kept fingering her ass as Peabody dropped his pants and positioned his now hard cock at her entrance. He teased her clit, rubbing the head around it in circles, and she moaned desperately.
He pushed slowly into her, she was tight around his thickness. Arasha felt his belly come to rest on her still sensitive ass as he reached the base. He thrust methodically and deliberately, she was desperate for him to speed up.
“Mmm please fuck me harder sir!”
“Shit baby girl you're incredibly tight!" Peabody thrust forward slapping his balls against her, while Hanson thrust another finger into her anus.
“AHhhh!! Oh please sir fuck me harder! Pleaseeeee!!”
Hanson chuckled at the seemingly desperate whore bent over her car, when he pulled her over she’d seemed so nice but it barely took anything to release this version of her.
Peabody started pounding into the girl fast and hard. She screamed the first time he hit her cervix and didn’t let up as he kept going. Soon he felt her pussy muscles flutter as he plowed her, contracting around his shaft pulling him in further.
"Oh fuck Daddy that feels amazing! Don't stop I'm gonna cum soon!"
He grabs her tits and speeds up, Hanson keeps working her ass until she squirts over their legs, her knees buckle and she holds herself up clinging to the hood. It wasn’t long after that he filled her deep with his cum. He held his full length and girth inside her as he sprayed. She seemed to sense this and a second orgasm took her. She squeezed every drop from his cock as pleasure tore through her body.
Arasha wasn't done though, she was way more pent up than she thought and she wasn't going to let her stud get away from her just yet. She climbs up onto the hood rolling onto her back and spreading her legs as wide as possible.
"More Daddy! Give it to me harder!" she moaned enticingly. <>
Peabody follows her up and presses his body against hers as he slides his cock back into her hungry pussy, rapidly thrusting away as she digs her nails into his back. Hanson lifts her bra and starts suckling on her jiggling tits as his partner eagerly fucks her brains out.
"Oh FUCK Daddies! Baby girl loves you so fucking much!"
Peabody soon scoops her legs up behind her head for deeper penetration, Hanson slips off her shoe and sucks on her painted toes. Arasha is swimming in ecstasy as she writhes on the hood, her whole body shakes as she rapidly approaches another orgasm.
"Mmm fuck yes Daddy, make your naughty little slut cum again!"
Arasha moans and screams as Peabody makes her squirt even harder than the first time, her pussy constricting around his cock so tightly she milks every last drop of jizz from his meat as he collapses on top of her. He held himself there for a while, enjoying her tightness as they catch their breath, before eventually withdrawing his softening cock. He zipped up his fly and took in the sight of the gorgeous practically naked Indian girl draped over her car. She panted, too drained from her climax to move right now. Her red ass and dripping pussy was completely exposed as the officer moves away keeping her on full display for any passers by. He’d only moved her thong to the side to pound the girl, but even now that it was back in place he could still see his thick cum dripping out of her.
“Was– was that— was that enough...?” Arasha panted out.
They regarded her sweaty body for a moment and discussed privately before turning back to her as she finally pulls her shorts back up.
"Alright ma'am we're gonna look the other way just this once," Hanson announced, "just don't do it again or we'll have to take it further up the chain."
"Oh I don't think you'll be taking this matter any further," Arasha smirked as she straightened herself up, "because I have you both on dashcam fucking a poor innocent helpless young woman in a traffic stop."
Hanson and Peabody look at each other in disbelief having been so careless that they fell into her trap as she takes her shoe back and gets back into her car, she takes off her shirt and places it on the seat so she doesn't get any jizz on the fabric.
"Well that was fun, bye bye boys I've got places to be," Arasha waves tauntingly as she drives off to see her waiting boyfriend.